Chapter 19
Shana picked up her phone on the first ring, and when she heard David's voice, she told him Con had called a few minutes earlier and Gina had left, on her way to the airport to supervise this latest shipment.
"Con is on his way up," David told her. "He's going to fuck you again. If I try stopping him he'll know something is wrong. Put up with it one more time."
"I can't face him alone," Shana insisted.
"I'll be up shortly," David told her. "This should be the last time you fuck for anyone other than me."
"Will you still want me after this?" Shana asked.
"Better believe it," David assured her.
"He's using his key now. Hurry upstairs."
Shana hung up the phone and waited. Con walked into the apartment, closing but not locking the door behind him, since he was expecting David to follow. He wanted David there. He wanted David fucking Shana with him. If David was able to watch him fuck Shana, and even join in, it meant Con had nothing to worry about where David was concerned. If David tried stopping him, it meant Shana meant something to David, and worse, David meant something to Shana. Con would have to call some friends to take care of David if this were so.
"What are you doing here?" Shana asked, as Con walked into the living room.
"Celebrating," Con replied. "I made a nice deal with your pal David, and we're going to consummate the deal with you between us."
"What do you mean?" Shana gasped.
"We're going to fuck you," Con told her. "I'll start, and your friend can join in at his leisure. Now suppose you strip."
Shana knew better than to argue with Con. When he became cruel he became excessively cruel. He had respected her as long as he was certain she was avoiding physical contact with him because of her morals. But he had proven how vicious he was when he had found out she had been fucking for another man.
"Shall we go into the bedroom?" Shana asked.
"The living room is fine," Con nodded, himself undressing, revealing as powerful an erection as anything David had ever shown her. "Gina tells me you've learned a lot of things recently," he continued. "I hear you take it in the ass, and you suck cocks now. Well, well, well! Whole new vistas are opening up, aren't they."
Shana realized that even though she now despised Conally Morse, the fact that she was undressing and he was naked, and he was talking about various forms of intercourse had her stimulated. She might have detested the man, but she knew she had become a slave to sex, itself. Granted, it was far better when performed with someone she loved, like David. But if she had to do it with Con, then as long as she had her own orgasm, she would be able to put up with the man. Never again would she fight to keep a stiff male appendage from entering her body. In fact, it made no difference to her which of her three openings was used as long as she was able to recapture the exquisite plea sure of orgasm each time.
Con sat on the floor, totally naked, and gesturing to the space beside him, said, "Get your ass down here, Shana." He gripped his cock.
Without protesting at all, the stunning redhead lowered herself to the floor, squatting next to the man's body. His free hand reached out and immediately went to her hot vaginal temple where his fingers instantly went to work massaging her vaginal lips. He massaged the pink opening, feeling Shana getting wetter with every passing second. His middle finger stretched itself and prodded into the tight fistula that was her vagina.
"Start jerking on my cock, Shana," he said to her, "I like the feel of your hand. It's nice and cool and delicately light. But first, beg me a little to let you touch me." He was sneering at her, making fun of her because she had held him at bay for so many years before another man had taken her virginity.
"Who told you about David and me?" she asked.
"Gina," he shrugged. "She walked in one day while he was ass-fucking you and let me know what a sap I've been. Well, I'm a sap no longer. Let's see how much you mean to this shmuck. If he really cares too much, he'll have to be taken care of."
Shana shuddered, because she knew Con was capable of being very ruthless. So she shrugged and said, "He raped me. I was just another lay to him. That's all I'll ever be."
"For his sake, I hope so," Con nodded.
A searing glow was beginning to return to the depths of Shana's helpless pussy as the man's fingers continued kneading her blood-swollen lips, reawakening old desires in her, making her realize only too well that as important as love was, sex was just as important.
Reaching over, she took his swelling cock in her hand, and almost afraid she would lose control of herself and suck it without his demanding her to do so, she spoke the words he wanted to hear, though in a weak, almost incoherent voice.
"What was that?" Con teased. "Louder, honey. I didn't hear you."
"I-I'd like to p-play with y-your c-cock," she finally gasped out in a stronger voice, realizing she meant it, though she would have preferred playing with David's.
Con savagely shoved his finger deeper into her vagina, feeling her wet, warm mucous membranes cling to it. His nail scraped the soft inner flesh, causing her to jerk uncontrollably. Suddenly he pulled his finger out of her tight pussy and moving it lower, rammed it into her anus. The suddenness of his attack took her by surprise.
"Haaaauuuunnnngggghhhh!" she gasped, feeling terrible discomfort shoot through her. "Con, my God! Don't! Not like that! Not while I'm so tight and dry!"
She suddenly felt as if her entire lower body was aflame as the brutal rape of her rectum by his thick finger continued. She wanted to scream for him to stop, but she knew by the look of glee on his face that he was enjoying her discomfort. She wondered if the man intended killing her. At the moment he seemed to be digging painfully into every nerve in her rectum. Mercifully, the pain slowly began to subside after awhile, replaced by a dull ache she was able to withstand.
"Since this guy David shoved his cock up that tight little asshole of yours and you took it, I might just do the same thing," Con told her. "How'd you like that, Shana?"
"Con, no!" she pleaded in a terrified voice. "David stretched me first, he got me ready. Right now I'm tight in there. Don't do it, David, don't! I'll do anything you want, anything at all." Frantically her hands began pumping up and down all the more violently on his pulsing penis, squeezing it, pretending she was anxious for it. "Please, Con, I can do so much more for you this way. Let me make love to your cock. I'm good at it. Ask Gina. She knows."
"Yeah, she knows, all right. That lez has turned you into a barroom whore, too, huh."
"Let me suck it, Con. You'll love the way I suck."
"The hell with that," Con snorted. "I'm going to cram it up your asshole," he told her, taunting her, making her that much more stricken with terror. "I'm going to split you in two. Keeping your body from me all these years and then letting some strange whacko freak come along and in a matter of months take advantage of you, huh." His savage finger plunged in and out of her tight, narrow rectum as he continued talking, and she knew he was trying to hurt her.
Gasping with agony, the helpless Shana knew her only chance to spare herself an agonizing ass-rape was to please the huge cock in her hand by either sucking on it or pulling it into her vagina. She desperately threw herself on top of it, her face hovering over it, wanting to suck it into her mouth, but in doing so, she made her asshole more vulnerable to his driving finger, and he dug yet another finger into her cunt, making her sit back again.
"No you don't, Shana," he told her. "I'll bet you can suck up a storm, but that won't do me a bit of good when this guy David comes back up here. I have to see his reactions to all this, so I tell you what. You straddle my cock, and by God, you move slowly, really slowly, or I'll rip your asshole right out of you."
She swung around to face him, throwing a leg over his lap, and she poised herself with her vagina directly over his pulsing phallus. Quivering, afraid he would really tear her rectal tissues, she lowered her body until the massive plum-colored knob of his cock-head touched the tenderly soft flesh of her vagina, spreading the red hair-lined lips and rubbing against the smoothness of her inner vulva.
"Gotcha!" the man smiled, and with a single smooth, violent thrust, he arched his hips upward, and Shana felt the thick pole of hardness slam into the narrow tightness of her pussy while at the same time his finger pushed itself into her rectum again.
"Yyyyyaaaannnngggghhhh!" she cried, her cunt dry and not ready for his driving cock, and her asshole tightened by the pressure of his cock so that his finger hurt her all the more back there. She gasped as her cuntal and anal channels were crammed full of stiff male flesh. For a moment she thought she would black out from the pain.
His cock seemed to be actually cutting into her, driving higher and higher into her temple of Venus, making farther and farther inroads into her narrowness, tearing at her tender walls as the massive red cock-head spread her delicate inner flesh before it.
Then Shana felt a new pain. The penile head, three quarters the way into her cunt, was bluntly rammed against her cervix. He was pushing against it as if intent on forcing his cock into her actual womb. A moment later the penis slipped beneath the cervical opening and sank deeper into her cunt, slamming into the backwall. His matted, black pubic hair rubbed against her silken vaginal floss lasciviously as he rotated his hips again and again in time to the way the poor woman was softly grunting.
"All right, I'm all the way in," he snapped at her. "Now start fucking me, you bitch, and you had better be good to make up for all those years you wouldn't let me into you."
"Y-yes, Con," she gasped, and began rising and falling.