Chapter 10
The man was tall, dark-haired, with gray threads running through his head, and with a nasty scowl on his face. He had been arguing with Jerry Doan for sometime now. He was awkward-looking, and from the reports Jerry had on this man, he was supposedly impotent, unless he saw a woman who resembled his wife. In this case, Loretta, while not exactly the image of his former wife, bore a close-enough resemblance so that Harry Greco felt arousal. He and Jerry were in another room in the motel suite, watching what was taking place between Loretta and Kevin Carlson. Kevin was a pleasant-enough looking man, better-looking than Harry, with a pleasant attitude, whose only fault was that he was trying to claim damages from being hit by a side-swiping car, when the truth was the car, according to eyewitnesses, never really touched him. Now he was proving that he hadn't been touched by his performance with Loretta. The two of them were nakedly sporting in the bedroom, and Jerry and Harry were watching, Harry already angry, his cock rising in his pants as he envisioned Loretta being his wife.
"Look at them go!" Jerry was saying, smiling, having brought Harry here on the pretext of ironing out an agreement with the man.
Harry was so aroused, it never occurred to him to think something was wrong with all this. He saw the woman hunched on all fours between Kevin's hairy thighs. Her lovely face was poised directly above the man's penis, and she leaned forward, her brown hair cascading around her face, making her look, in Harry's mind, more like his wife than ever. Kevin's hand-reached up, tangled in her long hair, and he pulled her open mouth down on his throbbing cock. Harry stared in amazement, in a hypnotized trance, frozen by the lascivious sight of the lovely female performing this delightfully debasing act before his very eyes. It was as if his wife, who had never done any of this for him, was taunting him by doing it for other men. Her taut, full, dangling breasts danced beneath her delightful body as she found herself being buffeted back and forth by Kevin's wild lunges into her sweet face, his throbbing cock sinking obscenely out of sight into her ovaled mouth as she slavered all over the pulsating tool.
Harry felt his normally impotent, small cock starting to rise, jerking to life as it hadn't done for quite some time now. He was thoroughly aroused, watching the scene.
Harry saw it was almost over now.
"UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH ... AAAARRRR-GGGGHHHH ... GODDDD UHHHHHH ... HH-HHAAAANNNNGGGGHHHHH ... OHHHHHH-HHHH ... YYYYEEEE AAAAAGGGHHHHHH!" the man bellowed.
His insanely tormented cock appeared to inflate to twice its breadth as a rapturous scalding jet of seminal fluid splashed from the shuddering depths of his aching balls and charged forcefully along the palpitating shaft of his wildly jerking penis to spurt from the mushroom-shaped, lust-bloated tip all the way into the lovely brown-haired woman's soft young throat.
Harry heard Kevin's delightfully tortured gasps again and again as orgiastic surges of energy drained from his body. Kevin's desperately clutching hands gripped the brown-haired woman's head tightly and he continued cruelly ramming his erupting phallus all the way into her lovely gullet. Harry heard her gasping out muffled groans as she had an oral orgasm as one heated onrush of sperm after another of spewing liquid filled her mouth, flooding it, making her cheeks bloat until they were swollen with his seed. Harry stared, totally fascinated, still imagining Loretta was his wife as she swallowed, choking and sucking on the searing male fluid, seemingly anxious not to lose a single drop. She continued milking the ejaculating organ with lascivious abandon, totally lost in her rapture.
As far as Harry was concerned, the woman he was watching through the one-way mirror was definitely his wife. He felt stunned, unable to think for the moment, inwardly paralyzed, watching as the lovely girl finally collapsed across the man's shuddering belly. Kevin's shrunken penis wetly slipped from Loretta's mouth, making Harry feel an even greater, more terrible anger building inside him.
Without thinking, he pulled off the back-brace he had been wearing and stepped through the door separating the two rooms. Moving toward the sprawled couple, he didn't bother looking at Kevin. His anger was directed toward the woman he believed to be his wife, and not the man. Being a male chauvinist, Harry felt no man was able to do anything wrong with a woman. If anything wrong took place, it had to be the woman's fault.
It was Loretta on whom he intended revening himself, thinking for sure she was his wife. He strode over to her, reached down, and wound his fingers tightly in her disheveled hair. Then he tugged her head roughly back.
"Hi there, bitch!" he snapped. "Guess who? It's your loving husband whom you left to go with another guy.
This must be the guy."
Loretta had been prepared for Harry's kookiness, not really caring one way or the other since she felt so totally helpless and used as Jerry Doan's slave. She was still certain Jerry would abandon her at the last moment, having made a big name for himself with Revelers Insurance. But she hoped that when Jerry moved up, he would give her all the incriminating tapes, and she would be able to leave this job. So she fell into line this final time with what Jerry wanted. She looked with blinking eyes at Harry Greco, seeing him look at her with a certain contempt. Everything was obviously working according to plan.
"Oh no!" she gasped, pretending to be the wife Harry thought her to be. "Please, wait, listen to me," she said, desperation in her voice, her words sounding pathetic and useless even then.
"You goddamn whore!" Harry snapped coldly, his voice taking on a knifeedged sharpness, his dull eyes suddenly sparkling to life with a shine they had never had before. Loretta almost felt as if he were her husband, and inwardly she sensed the shame and humiliation she had been trying to feel all these three months, but had been prevented from feeling by Jerry Doan's embraces.
"How many other men have you fucked like this you filthy tramp?" Harry coldly asked. "Never did do a good job at home."
Loretta cowered helplessly beneath the other man's gaze, too frightened to reply. He yanked her head back even further until she feared he might break her neck.
"You're hurting me!" she gasped.
Harry didn't seem to notice what she was saying. He continued talking relentlessly, his own voice rising.
"We'll just see if I can't give you all the cock you'll need, baby!" His voice was taunting as he rolled her off Kevin's body onto the floor.
Jerry had quietly walked into the room, standing out of camera range, and he whispered, "Careful, you don't want to hurt her with this guy around as a witness."
"Keep outta this!" Harry snarled at Jerry.
"Yeah, this is between the man and his wife," Kevin sniggered from the floor.
The mustached man, aroused at the sight of Harry picking on Loretta, had picked himself up off the floor. He moved to the other side of the room, still in camera range. Jerry stood in the doorway, nodding silently at Loretta, as if telling her this would be her final performance.
"Turn over, bitch!" Harry snarled at Loretta, and when she was slow to move, he roughly rolled the lovely brown-haired woman over on her belly.
Reaching down, he gripped her by the hips and lifted her into a kneeling position. Loretta swayed there obscenely below him, her rounded white asscheeks thrust backward toward him. He stood above her between her ankles, his short, slender penis hard and swollen, standing before him with its blue veins pulsing in its anger-bloated head, a head that was swelling and receding over and over.
"Wh-what are you going to do?" Loretta fearfully asked.
"I'm gonna fuck where you've probably never been fucked before, unless your boy friend here did it," Harry told her. "I'm gonna fuck you until you can't move, baby. I'm gonna fuck that lovely ass of yours."
Loretta's eyes opened in horrified terror. She had been subjected to all kinds of humiliation in the past three months, Jerry's virtual slave in every respect, but this ... this was something monstrous. Small and thin as Harry's penis was, in her rectum it would kill her. He would slice her right down the middle.
The man stooped and gripped both of the terrified young woman's ankles, tugging them outward with harsh pressure, wrenching her legs wide apart.
"No ... for God's sake no!" she gasped, feeling a rush of cool air between her thighs as she looked at Jerry Doan for salvation. Jerry merely winked, as if letting her know what a great acting job she was doing. "I won't let you do this to me!" she gasped. "Not this way! Not like this!"
She jerked and pulled and tried to get up, but he pressed his hand firmly into the small of her back, holding her flatly against the floor. She struggled for a moment, then lay still, her body shaking violently.
Harry dropped to his knees after pulling off all his clothing, revealing that his cock was as small as it had appeared inside his pants. He ran his hands over Loretta's firm thighs, feeling his way along her shivering calves. Her cleft was wet and juicy in spite of her fears. He leered down at the cowering Loretta and very slowly tugged apart the white mounds of her behind. Loretta groaned and tried hard to tense them together again, but the man dug his fingers firmly into her soft gluteal flesh, and the lovely woman found herself forced to relax enough to let them spread her asscheeks as wide apart as he wished.
Jerry Doan remained out of sight, watching Harry's behavior, gleeful in the knowledge that he had caught two more frauds, but feeling aroused and excited because it was Loretta's body being mauled. God! He didn't know why, but he did love the woman, and when this was over, he would not only marry her, but make sure no other man laid hands on her, ever again.
Loretta heard Harry suck in his breath as the tiny sphincter ring of delicate anal muscle came into view. The man moved one hand down and pushed his finger experimentally forward, thrusting at the interfolded ring with his middle finger. Loretta jumped and cried out as she felt the unnatural contact with the terribly teased rubbery opening. She lurched forward in a desperate attempt to escape. It was useless though as the man thrust forward once again, sinking his middle finger to the first knuckle in her rear-end.
"Uuunnnggghhhh Godddd!" she gasped, her voice pleading, clenching her asscheeks tightly together, making it all the more painful for herself, trapping the angry psychotic Harry's hand between the hardened rear cheeks.
"Open wide!" Harry commanded brutally, and he shoved forward with all his strength, popping his finager through the desperate but useless resistance past the second knuckle. She groaned out loud and relaxed in pitiful submission, her asscheeks limp, her rectum to be used as he wished.
As Harry scoured his finger mercilessly inside the abused anus of the helpless woman, widening it and preparing it for the greater attack yet to come, Loretta turned her head and saw his other hand stroking his slender wand of cock, as if making certain it would remain hard for the final assault on the helplessly defenseless body of this lovely young woman now kneeling in front of him. The man tugged back the foreskin of his slender wand, exposing the ruby red head. Small as it was, it looked large because of the narrow opening it was going to penetrate. He aimed it directly at the tin puckered hole now widely stretched from the rummaging of his middle finger. Then he rested the dome against the aperture.
Using his two thumbs he tugged her buttocks wide apart, digging his other fingers into her fleshy cheeks. He let some saliva dribble from his mouth and though most of it fell on her asscheeks, some of it fell on his cock, lubricating it. Then he leaned forward, pushing the lower half of his body against her buttocks. The thick full length of his pulsating meat pressed itself into the crevice of her buttocks, the tip pressuring against her tiny hole all the harder, wet from his dripping saliva. He pressed his knees more firmly into the floor, shoved forward with his rocking hips for an instant, and directed his rock-solid instrument directly into her tightly clenched nether orifice.
Jerry, more aroused than ever, had been holding his breath for what seemed like forever as he watched Harry make his preparation and the man groaned with lust, feeling more desire for Loretta than ever before. He saw the unrelenting cock attached to Harry Greco pop through the tightly restricting ring of anal flesh. Loretta tried pitching forward on her belly to escape the entry, but Harry gripped her hips and held her up on her knees. She was trapped, and the painful entry was being made. Jerry stared with salivating hunger as he saw the tiny, stretching anus slipping over the rubbery tip of Harry's throbbing cock-head like a tight rubber glove being slipped onto a hand. Harry was grinning above Loretta like some kind of evil devil as he thrust his hips solidly forward once again, sinking his stiff staff of lust-hardened flesh halfway into the rectal causeway.
"Uuuuunnnn gggghhhh! Godddddddd! N-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!" Loretta screamed in agoanizing pain, her face pushed into the thick carpeting and the sound muffled by the broadloom. She began bouncing on her knees, struggling hopelessly, trying to resist the cruel impalement, agonizing, never having had a penis in there, before.
Her rounded buttocks were wildly jerking and twitching under the mentally sick man. She desperately tried hard to throw him off, but her agonizing struggles only worsened what was taking place as the penis sank more and more deeply into her. With each frenetic bucking of her body his cock skewered a bit further into her aching anal passageway-another cruel inch, and then another, and another....
"Aaaaauuuugggghhhh!" she gasped out, the last of her strength leaving her as the man's slender cock slipped, unimpeded, the rest of the way into the warm, rubbery depths, burying itself to the hilt. She was continuing to spasmodically writhe and jerk and twtich, but she finally slowed down, relaxing to ease the pain of cruel and complete occupation of her rectum and lower colon. Loretta realized it was useless to resist any more as each throb of the cock in her shish-kebabed body merely served to widen and stretch the tiny cavern of her ass to greater and more painful dimensions.
"Ooooonnnnhhhh ... Godddd dddd ... what a tight asshole!" Harry smiled, hissing through tightly clenched teeth from behind her.
In spite of his desire to immediately start fucking his cock in and out of the woman he believed to be his wife, he reached down and grabbed Loretta's softly flaring hips in his hands and pulled, lifting her a little higher, bending her body almost double beneath him. He gritted his teeth tightly together and took several long, smooth strokes between her lovely asshceeks, bringing further groans of pain and humiliation to her tortured lips each time he thrust forward.
Meanwhile, Kevin, who had been regaining his strength, had moved so that he was standing right next to the couple on the floor, all three being photographed nicely by the videotape machine. What he was watching had him aroused, and his own cock, which had spewed its initial contents into Loretta's mouth, had once again started swelling and enlarging as he watched the licentiously exciting spectacle on the floor beneath him. Unable to control himself, he bent down and began running his hands wildly over Loretta's dangling breasts and back, inching and pulling at her softly tender flesh until he was no longer able to stand it.
"Hey, buddy, come on, turn the bitch over!" he said to Harry, making demands of the man who had been so preoccupied he had all but forgotten about Kevin.
The order somehow penetrated Harry's brain, and a slow sadistic smile suddenly crossed his lips as he saw a further way to punish the woman he imagined to be his cheating wife.
Locking his hands tightly against Loretta's slender hips, the men rolled them both onto their sides, and then he pulled her backward on top of him. His swollenly throbbing, slender penis still lay embedded deep inside her rectal cavity as she lay full length on her back, pressing tightly against his stomach and chest. Her legs splayed out limply on the outside of his legs, a low pleading mewl coming from her wetly tortured lips-lips still smeared with semen.
Kevin lost no time at all. The man smilingly leaped into the gap between her widespread thighs, straddling the other man's knees and pushing her milk-white pillars even farther apart. He grasped his hard, aching thick cock with both hands and guided it without a moment's delay against the lips of her exposed vagina. Slowly, very slowly, feeling a fantastic resistance caused by the pressure of Harry's cock in Loretta's ass, he pushed his cock into her narrowed cunt, loving every last bit of it.
"Hhhhhuuuu nnnnnggggg!" the helpless woman grunted as it slithered deep into her belly, joining Harry's in her ass. She lay there, sobbing, moaning, feeling as if she had really done something awful to have been shamed this way. There was pain in her rectum and pleasure in her cunt. She was sandwiched between the two of them, dually impaled on their penises like a helplessly butterfly on a mounting board. There was only a thin wall of fleshy membrane between her anus and her vagina-a thin tissue separating the two masculine instruments of ficious torture.
There was no delay. The man, already excited from watching Harry's cruel rape of Loretta's ass, began fucking furiously into the heated wetness of her noisily slurping pussy while Harry, beneath, dug his heels into the carpeting, thrusting upward from beneath with long hard strokes into the depths of her rear tunnel. It took the two of them a moment, but then they began to achieve a natural rhythm, buffeting the lovely Loretta between them like a sack of soft, resilient foam rubber. The helpless woman was groaning and uttering one low whine after another as the two men continued pounding into her without mercy. They were interrupted occasionally by a deep grunt from the depths of her chest when they smacked into her body even more solidly.
The pair of thick cudgels continued skewering into the lovely woman's wide-stretched loins like a pair of battering rams, the wet penile organs, sodden from top to bottom with a mixture of the woman's secretions as well as their own, now easily sliding in and out of her. The hair-fringed pink edges of her soft cunt drew back with Kevin's phallus on the outstroke, then folded in on themselves as the man rammed the throbbing cock home again. The same was true with her tightly clasping anal opening as Harry pounded into it with demonic fury.
Then the seemingly impossible began happening.
Loretta's low moanings of agony began to change, imperceptibly at first, and then there was no doubt. Her whimpers had become pleas of passionate desire.
She was starting to enjoy what was happening. Even the cock in her ass was bringing her pleasure.
The rubbing of the penis in her rectum was touching heretofore un-massaged nerve-endings, and her very helplessness assisted her in enjoying everything. The idea of being fucked half to death gave way to the thought of wringing as much pleasure as was humanly possible from all this. Her hips were moving up and down now, moving of their own volition, meeting the upthrust of the man cramming into her helpless rectum and then upward once more to swallow all of Kevin's plunging cock in her sucking pussy. Her entire body was wildly undulating between the two men, her buttocks continually moving in tiny circles.
"Aaaaannnnhhhh ... oooonnnnhhhh ... hhhh uu-uunnnnhhhh...." she chanted on and on and on in time to their crushing thrusts into her dribbling vagina and tantalized rectum. Wilder and wilder the fucking became, the cocks pushing her between them like some kind of helpless puppet gone out of control. The three of them groaned coarsely, their sighs and grunts and groans intermingling in a mad cacophony of symphonic sexual abandonment.
Loretta was on the brink of something new and different. She suddenly realized she was about to have an anal orgasm, and it be timed to slam against the vaginal climax welling up within her. The two orgasms came charging down on her, and then she was screaming.
"AAAAIIII YYYYAAAAA GGGGGHHHH!" And then there was a louder, longer one. "HHHEEEE-YYYY ... AAAAIIIIGGGG ... HHHHYYYYAAAA GGGGHHHHAAAAUUUU ... WWWWAAAA-NNNNGGGGHHHH AAAAIIIIYYYYAAAA GGGGHHHHHH!" She lost her breath for a moment, then shrieked, "COMMIIINNNNGGGG ... EEE-YYYAAAGGGHHH ... lit ... AAANNNHHHH ... COMMIIINNNGGG!"
The helpless woman was totally out of her mind with desire as she screamed out one orgasm after another, all of them clashing against each other until it seemed as if it would never stop.
The two men, sensing their total conquest of the woman's struggling body and mind, continued plunging into her, embedding the full lengths of their steaming cocks far into the shuddering depths of her pussy, and then they were both unleashing their own seminal spurts.
"YYYYAAAA RRRRGGGG HHHHAAAA ... NNNNGGGGHHHH AAAAWWWWAAAA ... RRRRGGGGHHHHUUUU ... NNNNGGGGHHHH ... AAAGGGGHHHHUUUUGGGGHHHHH!" Harry bellowed, sending his seed firing as far up into Loretta's intestines as possible.
"YYYYEEEEAAAA ... RRRRGGGGHHHH ... HHHHAAAANNNN GGGGHHHH ... OOONNNN-GGGGHHHH ... GGGGHHHH UUUUNNNN GGGGHHHHAAAAGGGGHHHH!" Kevin gasped, also spurting what little seed he had left into Loretta's cunt.
Jerry Doan still stood there, watching, knowing this was the climax of it all. His promotion to vice president was assured. His need for Loretta was still great, and from now on she would be fucking for no one other than him.