Chapter 20
David opened the door to Shana's apartment and walked in. He heard the gasps and grunts from the living room and he knew what was going on. This was going to be the hardest part of everything. If he acted jealous, it would make Con aggressively angry toward Shana and he might hurt her. He was also crazy enough to send some goons after him, as well. Not that David was worried about the goons. He had handled much tougher people than Con Morse in his lifetime. But the idea was to make sure no harm whatsoever came to Shana. He was able to stand seeing her be fucked by this asshole-this once. He would even join him. He would have to, because if he showed indifference, it would anger Con. What he had to do was make Con believe Shana was just another good-looking piece of ass, a piece of ass he didn't care for beyond a fuck, and a piece of ass who really didn't care for him.
He stopped at the living room doorway and peered in. There was Shana, straddling Con who was lying on the floor. Her red hair, short and fluffy, was flying up and down with the movement of her body, her tight cunt squeezing the hot cock thrust upward into it. Her voice was wailing as Con yelled at her, "Come on, tell me how you love it. I wanna hear you love my cock."
"Yes, yes, yes," Shana gasped. "I love your cock. It fills me to overflowing. I adore it. It's wonderful. Fuck me, Con. Keep on fucking me! Don't stop!"
The obscene sight had its effect on David. Fortunately Con was lying with the back of his head toward David and didn't see him for the moment. David took a few seconds to get himself under control.
This was the time to prove what a good actor he was. He had to be nonchalant about the whole thing and hope Con would accept his act and Shana would understand it was just that; an act.
David stepped into the room and walked over to the fornicating couple. Smiling down at them, he sneered, "Couldn't wait, eh."
"You know how it is," Con gasped. "She's hot for my body."
"Sure," David nodded.
"Why not join in," Con offered.
"Great idea," David nodded. "I'll use her mouth."
"The hell with that," Con laughed. "Give it to her in the ass. Do it while I have her locked against my cock. Go, Con, do it!"
Shana, hearing the discussion between the two men, knew she had no choice but to submit to this ultimate degradation. But she had to protect her asshole somehow. At least let the cock be lubricated.
"Let me suck it, first," Shana gasped.
"Why not!" Con laughed. "Fill her mouth, then ram it into her rear-end. Give it to her, David."
David stripped down and walked over to the side of the fucking twosome. Shana turned her head to the side and David gripped her hair tightly and rammed his cock into her mouth. It instantly began stiffening and thickening as she covered it with all the saliva she was able to dredge from her mouth.
"Hey, that's enough," Con called out. "Now fuck that ass of hers."
"Fine! Get her around the waist and hold her firmly down."
"See, Shana," Con smiled. "He doesn't give a damn about you except to fuck you."
"I never fucked her ass when her cunt was full of cock. This ought to be a goodie," David laughed.
Shana was frightened and struggled to get to her feet. But Con had her firmly in his grip, and there was nothing she was able to do.
She felt Con's hands move from her waist to her buttocks, still holding her in place as he tugged the moons of her ass apart, exposing the brown crinkle of her anus. To Shana, all this seemed like a nightmare. Somehow, something inside her told her to retain her faith in David. If she didn't, she would go out of her mind.
Behind her, David knelt on the floor, his lust-swollen phallus pointed directly at the tiny puckered opening nestled between Shana's swollen asscheeks. Every nerve in his body concentrated on the hairless orifice that would shortly be filled by his rampaging cock.
"Here we go," David called out as he aimed his cock at the tiny orifice.
"No," Shana cried. For heaven's sake, no ... don't ... please ... not like this ... yyyyaaaannnngggg-nnnn ... " she screamed, filling the room with horrible shrieks of pain as she felt her rectum slowly stretch before David's terrible driving onslaught. Burning, searing agony seemed to envelop her as the man's swollen phallus savagely plundered her rectum. "Eeeeeyyyy aaaaiiiiyyyy aaaagggghhhhh!"
Shana knew Con was reveling in her humiliation. As far as he was concerned, it was total now. She was thoroughly debased and shamed. She frantically struggled to try and faint, and tears came from her eyes and fell onto Con Morse's chest as the awful pummeling continued.
"Come on, you fucking whore, scream some more."
It was Con, shouting at her as he planted his feet flat on the floor and drove his phallus into her cunt again and again. He was raving wildly, making her wonder if, at this point, death might not be better.
Then, just as she thought she would no longer be able to endure this terrible pain, her interior slowly began adjusting, and a new, different feeling began invading her. It was almost imperceptible in the beginning, the merest stirring, the faintest thrill, the rousing of something locked away inside her as she realized David's penis was stimulating those rectal nerve-endings that had brought her to a rousing orgasm earlier. It built, a little at a time, but it continued building. Her seething vagina and her tormented rectum didn't feel heat as much as it did warmth, now. The pain was rapidly receding, to be replaced by a dull, but oddly pleasant sensation. Involuntarily, she felt her lower body relaxing, her skin tingling as she felt David's pubic hair rubbing against her buttocks.
"Uuuuunnnnhhhh ... aaaannnnhhhh ... oooo-nnnnhhhh ... onnnnhhhh ... hhhhaaaa uuuunnnn-hhhh ... gggggggguuuuhhhh ... "
Her cries of pain had totally disappeared, and the two men fucking her were quick to notice the change. The sounds that came from her throat were still indistinct, but there was an urgency and a softness she was unable to control.
"Fuck her harder, David, Con gasped. "She's starting to enjoy it."
"Yeah, well so am I," David admitted.
"Come to think of it, this is the tightest fuck I've ever had," Con admitted.
"Me, too," David confessed.
Shana Maher heard the two men talking about her as if she were an object being fucked rather than a human being, and all that mattered was their own personal pleasure. But the simple fact of the matter was, this was probably the best fuck she had ever had, too. Her body was now pumping in concert with the invading phalluses, and she savored every thrilling lunge into the narrow tightness of her rectum and the center of her seething vagina. She was no longer praying for this horrible ordeal to be over. Rather she wanted to prolong the delightful sensations that were coursing through the lower part of her quaking self. She loved the skewering, and she moaned in rapturous delight as the thrusting tempo into her vagina increased. Though she was being glutted with cock, no one in the world would be able to accuse her of gluttony, since this wasn't something she had brought on herself. Her buttocks undulated sensuously back against the cock of the man she loved, and her cunt slammed down against the phallus of the man she utterly hated and despised. Both penises were churning faster and faster inside her, and both were thickening in anticipation of the final climax, when each would shoot its seminal load into one of her channels.
"Harrrderrr ... fuck me harrderrrr ... deeperrr-rrrr ... morrrre!" she cried out loud as the first spasms of orgasm began rocking her. The thrilling sensation was building exquisitely. Nothing, but nothing in the world was able to compare with this, for she was there, on the verge of a double climax. Her body jerked and humped furiously.
Con Morse was enjoying his last fuck ever, but he didn't know it at the time. Rather he thought about the multitudinous ways he intended using Shana in the future, and he smiled, knowing she would have to do as he wished since it now seemed apparent this David didn't give a flying fuck about her as an individual. She would have to realize he, Con, was the only one Shana would be able to turn to. The idea intensified the strength of the orgasm in him. He felt his cock swelling and enlarging, and then he was blasting a hot load of semen into the narrow cunt riding his cock.
"YYYYYAAAAARRRRR GGGGGHHHHH HH-HHHUUUUUNNNNNGGGGG HHHHHAAAAA-GGGGG HHHHHAAAAA UUUUUWWWWW AA-AAAGGGGG HHHHHUUUUUNNNNNGGGGG HHHHAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH!" he bellowed, and fired wad after wad of hot sperm into Shana's bubbling feminine vat, filling her with multitudinous quantities of blasting semen.
David closed his ears to the man's yells, but his cock felt the spurts of the man's sperm as it jetted against the thin wall that separated the two organs. He was so sensitive at this point, he felt every one of the other man's squirts, and this built the lust in him higher. He was unable to restrain himself at this point. He had to fire, and he did, "HHHHHAAAARRRRGGGG HHHHUUUUNNNNGGGG HHHHAAAAGGGG HHHHAAAAUUUU WWWWAAAA NNNNGGGG HHHHUUUUNNNNGGGG HHHHAAAAGGGGG-HHHHH!" he bellowed as he let loose a thin stream of seminal fluid that blasted right into the colon of the redheaded woman. She bucked and jerked as she fell the squirts in her large intestine.
Now it was Shana's turn to come, and come she did as she rode the crest of a dual wave, feeling the twin phalluses pound strongly into her, knowing this would be the last and only time she would know the thrill of being double-fucked. The fact that she loved the man in her rear and hated the man in her cunt kept her feelings at a high ebb, and she gasped out, "AAAA-IIIIYYYYEEEE AAAAGGGGHHHH UUUU-NNNNGGGGHHHH AAAAUUUUWWWW AAAA-GGGG HHHHAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!"
Electricity seemed to be shooting from her fingers and toes as she remained stiffly upright for a moment, and then she simply collapsed.
Two days had gone by, and in that time Shana hadn't heard from David or Con. She was beginning to worry. When she phoned David's apartment she heard the phone downstairs ringing, but no one picked it up.
But on Saturday, just when she was beginning to believe that David had really used her after all, her door buzzer sounded and she let David into her apartment
"Well," he told her, "it's all over. Not quite the waive expected, but it's just as well this way."
"What do you mean?" Shana asked.
"Well, the goods were delivered yesterday, and the IRA was desperate for weapons. They tried them out, found none of them would work after having paid Gina a hefty sum. Instead of informing on them as we had expected, they sent out two soldiers, and Gina and Con were killed yesterday. Gunfire!
"It might just as easily have been you," David reminded her.
"I know," Shana said, shuddering. "Well, your job is over ... "
"Yep, and a new one is waiting for me in about a month."
"A month?" she asked.
"Yep!" he nodded. "I believe in long honeymoons. I'm going to have to marry you Shana, to make sure you don't commit any of the seven deadly sins again."
"How about the eighth sin?" she asked.
The eighth?"
"Lust," she smiled.
"Ah well, no one is perfect. That's one sin we'll always be committing."
"Just as long as I'm the only one you lust after and vice-versa."