Chapter 7
Outside, in the library, Paul could see the giant screen flickering over Laura's shoulder as she fucked above him. He noticed with a part of his mind that a beautiful blonde girl on the screen was having the hell fucked out of her by a big, dark-haired man. The man's buttocks were flexing and hollowing rapidly as he drove himself hard into the wantonly writhing young girl beneath him. Her legs were wrapped tight around his body, her ankles locked in a lewd death-like grip over his back. His wetly glistening cock was spearing into her clasping pink pussy like a steel piston, bringing grunts of indescribable joy to her mumbling lips.
Paul could feel the end coming for both himself and Laura as she labored heavily over him to finish it. He heard her moan loudly just as his own explosion deep inside the tight wet confines of her cunt began shooting its fiery white cum deep up inside her. Both their bodies quivered for a moment, emptying themselves against each other, "and then she collapsed down on him with a sigh of relief. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the couple in the movie cumming and their loud cries of fulfillment. He blinked, there was something about the blonde ... but then the film ended and the screen slipped into darkness.
Laura crawled slowly from his body, his wet deflated cock slipping from her with an obscene sucking noise. And then the screen was lit again. He tried to focus his eyes to see more clearly, but Tie couldn't. The champagne he had drunk and the final wild race to cum with Laura had dulled his senses too much. It was just a blur in the distance across the room.
"Don't you like the movie?" Laura whispered next to him, a strange excited tone in her voice.
Paul automatically turned his eyes back to the screen, and his eyes focused a little better this time. He could make out the blurred shapes of two bodies writhing on a bed, with a man's head buried deep between the widespread legs of a blonde girl, whose hands clung tightly to his lianas if it were a matter of life and death.
Her blurred face was contorted into a half-crazed expression of passion that seemed to border on the verge of hysteria. He had the sudden vague feeling that he knew this girl from somewhere. He squinted, trying to make out the details of her passion-distorted face. It looked like ... but, no, he thought to himself, it couldn't be. He leaned forward to get a closer look. It was! Oh my God, it was!
It was Janet, his own wife.'
He sat, stunned, unable to move for a moment. He turned questioningly towards Laura, who was watching him with an odd smile on her face.
"Surprised?" she asked him.
"But how ... I mean..." his voice trailed away.
"What do you mean, 'how'. Just like the rest of us," she said. Now she knew more clearly one of the reasons she had agreed to become a part of the plot to deliver Janet's innocent young body to her husband. Who the hell did Janet think she was? Did she feel superior to the rest of them, that she wouldn't let anyone touch her? What about Paul? He had been content to fuck her, Laura, whenever he got the chance, and at the same time to think that his own prissy little wife was just too good for that kind of thing. Better than her, Laura. Well, she'd show him now, she thought archly to herself. He'd see who was better than whom.
"What do you want to bet that your little helpmate is right here in this house tonight?" she asked sweetly.
"But, but that's impossible," he spluttered helplessly. "She's right at home..." His voice faded away as he remembered that he had been unable to reach her by phone before leaving the office. He forced his eyes back to the screen. There was no doubt about it in his mind now.
It was Janet!
He turned back towards Laura, a hard glitter in his eyes. "Take me to where she is," he said coldly.
"You sure you want me to," Laura's voice was mocking. "You never know what ... or who ... she might be in the middle of."
He stood up and grabbed her arm. "Take me to her now," he snarled.
"OK, buster, if that's the way you want it,"
Laura said, and started towards the doorway. She led Paul over the same route that Janet had taken just a short while before in her attempt to escape from Pete Jamison. The two of them entered the same long hall, but instead of going to the last bedroom door at the end, Laura opened the one next to it and went inside, Paul following her. Paul glanced around suspiciously, but saw no sign of his young wife. They were in a large bedroom that was unusual in only one way.
There was a huge mirror running down one whole wall!
He looked on with curiosity as Laura casually walked over to what looked like a small instrument panel at one end of the mirror. She flipped on a switch and adjusted a dial and then something happened to the mirror. It shimmered for a moment, and then suddenly cleared. Paul was amazed to see that they were no longer looking at their own reflections in a mirror, but were instead looking through a huge window into another room. Paul had heard of trick two-way mirrors before, but this is the first one he had ever seen.
As the adjoining room was suddenly opened to Paul's gaze, his eyes automatically fell on the huge bed in that room and the couple twisting together on it in the last throes of sexual abandon.
For the second time this evening, he was watching his wife make love to another man!
He watched in utter horror as he saw his supposedly innocent young wife squirming lewdly beneath he looked harder Pete
Jamison! God! Laura's husband! Some of the justice of the situation leaked through to his numbed brain as he remembered how he had just fucked Pete's wife, but it only lasted a moment, to be replaced by hurt and rage and a feeling of betrayal at the mind-shattering lewd scene before him.
His mouth dropped open in disbelief as he watched Janet's long full legs wrap suddenly around Pete's hips, her heels tight against the cheeks of his ass, straining to pull him inside her. The cords on the inside of her thighs flexed tightly as she punched her wildly rotating hips back up over his long thick cock. She screamed, "I'm cumming ... I'm cumming!" Her hollowing buttocks lifted several inches off the bed as she struggled upward desperately, trying to absorb the entirety of his massive penis back into the fleshy pink folds of her hungry cunt. A wet viscous sound could be clearly heard through some opening in. the wall as she slithered up its full length. Her flexing buttocks began a rhythmic beat up and down the rigid pole of hot flesh, while his heavily swaying balls slapped in time against the puckered little anus below.
A storm of rage flooded through Paul's overloaded brain. By God, he'd fix her, he thought to himself. He'd pull her off that fat slob and knock her head off. He looked around desperately, looking for a way into the other room but could see none.
His attention was jerked back by the sound of a squeal, half of pain, from the next room. He stared, thunderstruck, as Pete lay still above his gasping wife for a minute, soaking the full length of his cock inside Janet's quivering belly for a few torturous seconds. Then, with a deep-throated groan born of animal lust, he began to fuck her savagely with long hard strokes that carried the full length of his huge penis deep into the helplessly impaled girl. She writhed madly beneath the driving force of Pete's pounding body as he reached under her knees and pulled up viciously, bending her thighs all the way back to her shoulders to give him greater access to the open wet entrance of her cunt.
The young husband suddenly became aware of another emotion intruding into his tortured mind as he gaped at the depraved and unnatural scene being acted out before him. He became fascinated by the wild abandon with which his supposedly inhibited wife was reacting to the most perverted actions of the man leering down at her. He knew then that he had only got a taste the other night of the violent storms of passion hidden within the lush young body of his sensuous wife. He was amazed to find that his painfully throbbing cock was beginning to jerk and grow as he looked on at the spectacle of Janet being brutally fucked by another man. He began to be attracted once again by the memory of all the most debasing and exciting things he had ever wanted to do to his wife's beautiful young body. He turned to find that Laura was looking at him with an amused smile on her face, and somehow he had the feeling that she had almost read his mind. She took his hand and led him back out into the hall and put his hand on the handle of the next door . ...
Janet groaned helplessly as her hotly quivering vagina was plundered again and again almost beyond endurance. Pete was driving her head hard back against the backboard of the bed with each jack-hammer thrust, and she couldn't fight from her hopeless position. Her arms were now pinned down at her sides by her own updrawn legs. She could feel the giant cock-head ramming up and down inside her cuntal passage like a feathered piston, could also feel the hot slap of his cum-filled balls against her sensitive anal ring each time he jerked forward on the downstroke.
Her womb flared and the clasping lips of her hair-lined furrow flowered open to receive the delicious rape of her secret flesh. Her hands forced themselves desperately from under her legs and snaked around his back. The nails clawed a red-streaked path down to his flexing buttocks as she pulled him deep and thrust her belly up hard to skewer herself deliciously on the hot pistoning flesh of his cock. She sucked voraciously on the thick wet tongue that was shoved deep in her throat through his obscene grin and greedily swallowed the droplets of his saliva that ran down it in her lewd excitement. The pungent odor of his breath excited rather than repelled her maddened senses. Her body began to match his pounding lunges with her own rhythmic thrashings; her hips fought his withdrawal strokes like a fighting game fish trying to dislodge a barbed hook.
The bedsprings squeaked loudly in time to the two tightly entwined bodies struggling wildly against each other. The sounds of deep straining grunts and groans filled the hot stifling air of the room, mingling with the noise of naked flesh smacking sharply against sweat-soaked flesh and the wet viscous rasping of his pile-driving cock going in and out of her desire-flooded cunt.
Janet knew he was going to cum soon, could feel it building up as his cock began to swell even greater in size. The knowledge of the impending explosion drove her insane with renewed passion. She was just reaching around under his nakedly squirming buttocks to wrap her fingers around his sperm-laden balls pressed into the split of her buttocks when she was startled out of her passion by the crash of the door of the room being violently opened and flung back against the wall. As she tried to see around Pete's driving shoulders, she heard the voice of her husband roaring like the voice of doom, "You goddamn slut!" His voice was hoarse with rage and with some other emotion she could not at first identify. Her heart nearly stopped beating, stunned with the horror of shame and discovery. The thing she had feared the most had happened. She had been discovered in her lewd and shameless infidelity by her own husband.
She tried to wriggle out from under Pete's now-quiet body, but he was too heavy to move. She saw that Pete was calmly looking at Paul back over his shoulder, a sadistic grin on his face.
"Oh, God, let me up! Let me up!" she screamed in a choked voice. But Pete still held her pinned to the bed, his huge member still spearing into her fear-contracted vagina. She felt like a bug nailed to a board by a giant spike.
"Oh, Paul, help me," she screamed. "He tried to rape me," she added in a desperate lie.
"Come off it, baby," Paul sneered. "I've been watching you fight back for the last ten minutes," he added sarcastically.
"Paul, darling ... I'm so sorry. Please don't...." she began.
"Shut up," he snapped at her, then he looked Pete Jamison straight in the eye.
"Turn the filthy bitch over," he ordered.
Pete looked puzzled a moment, then a knowing grin came over his face. He wrapped his arms tightly around Janet's sweat-streaked body and, with one smooth effort, he rolled over so that she was lying on top of him, her ripely quivering breasts against his hairy chest and her naked white buttocks turned up toward the ceiling. The frantic young wife struggled fiercely for a moment to free herself from the arms wrapped tightly around her helpless body, but suddenly she was shocked into immobility by a sharp stinging slap on her buttocks.
"Hold your ass still, goddammit," she heard her husband snarl behind her. Then she felt his fingers probing at her sensitive little anal ring. Startled, she twisted her head to look behind her and saw that Paul was kneeling between Pete's legs now as he worked with obscene concentration over the nakedly inviting cleft of her buttocks. Her mind dulled with fear and shame, Janet vaguely tried to imagine what he was doing, but all she could remember was the horror and shame of her present predicament. She knew that she had lost Paul for good, that he could never forgive her for what she had done.
She jerked as she felt his outstretched finger nudging against her tightly puckering anus. Then, abruptly, the frantic young wife stiffened with horror as she began to understand what Pete and her husband were trying to do to her.
"Wait-wait a moment. No ... no! You ... can't," she yelled in alarm as she felt Paul's hands opening her fearfully trembling buttocks and draw the ass-cheeks further apart. She tried to wriggle away when she felt his finger relentlessly pressing at the ring of her anus. She flexed her buttocks tightly together, but the pressure of his thumbs inserted in the moist crevice was too great. The twin moons were stretched cruelly apart from each other until she could feel cool air rushing in to lave the warm crevice between the cheeks. "Stop that, Paul! That's sick! Oh God, don't!"
"Shut up, dammit," she heard her husband snarl behind her, his voice hoarse and choked with unnatural passion. Just then, Pete Jamison grabbed her hips in his hands and began to move her body up and down on his rigidly pulsating penis until, despite herself, she was almost delirious again with rapture at the ecstatic sensation resulting from his thick cock fucking in and out of her vagina. "You see," he panted under her, "once Paul gets that little hole stretched out a little more, we'll fuck you together and you'll love it. I swear you will."
Janet gave a tiny gasp of protest, tears coming to her eyes at the realization of the vile unnatural act they were planning to do to her. Her own husband was going to sodomize her in her tiny back passage! Oh God! She would never live through this. She could never face anyone again after this ultimate degradation and subjugation. The last two days had been tame compared to this. How could she ever expect her husband to respect and love her again? Right now he was acting like a devil, a horrible fiend! A sick degenerate with sadistic tendencies.
Janet tried again to squirm her buttocks away from Paul, but it was a useless attempt as Pete continued to skewer her mercilessly on his huge shaft. Her husband probed for a moment on the outer edges of the small elastic circle, and then suddenly he shoved forward, sinking his extended finger up to the first knuckle in her painfully cringing anus. Janet jumped from the unexpected sensation, but kept silent. She would not give these two beasts the satisfaction of hearing her beg for mercy again.
Grinning excitedly, Paul rotated his finger in the tightly puckering little opening as his wife's voluptuous young body was propelled up and down on Pete's thick cock fucking into her vagina from below. Gradually the uncomfortable feeling in her anus lessened and Janet once again became aware of Pete's hotly throbbing penis driving in and out of her wide-stretched pussy. She relaxed a little and began to move her hips voluntarily again to meet each powerful thrust of the cock thundering up into her cunt from below, grazing her sensitive cervix and filling her more than she would have believed possible. For a breathless moment, the intrusion in her anus actually felt good, intensifying all her sensations, but then suddenly, she felt the extra pressure of another finger ramming in unexpectedly alongside the first. This time, it did hurt and she jerked away from Paul in a frantic effort to escape the painful entry.
Janet's heart sank as she felt Pete's powerful arms pushing her back toward her husband behind her. They really meant to do this awful thing to her! What had seemed like little more than a cruel joke designed to frighten and humiliate her was suddenly blossoming into a terrifying reality. She tried again to wrench her nakedly defenseless buttocks away, but it was useless. Paul wormed his fingers in and out of her, turning and twisting them in the narrow hole in preparation for the greater entry to come. The pain began to lessen more and more until the young wife began to almost enjoy the sensation from the unnatural invasion. Then, without warning, the two fingers were suddenly jerked from her rectum! They seemed to slip out reluctantly, the elastic ring of her anus clinging to them until they came free with a lascivious sucking sound. The younger man edged closer, pushing her thighs wider with his knees as he moved in behind her helplessly skewered body. Then, overcome by the sight of the twin moons below him, he leaned forward and dropped his head to her buttocks to lick wetly at the crevice between the creamy spheres, moistening the tiny brown hole with his tongue and sending strange shivers of forbidden delight coursing over his beautiful wife's back.
Suddenly, Pete's hands around her waist clamped down tighter and the fearful young blonde felt herself being lifted high, her loins rising free of the impalement of his monstrous cock. Behind her, Paul grasped harshly at her nakedly flaring hips, holding them steady before him as he drew his cock down to the hotly moistened split of her drenched pussy, running it up and down the wet fleshy layers until it was completely lubricated with her liquid passion. Then gripping his excitedly pulsing penis, he guided it forward until it touched the puckering little hole leading to her rectum.
Janet shuddered in fear at the first contact. God, it would never fit. It felt huge against the tiny opening. She could never take that into her rectum without ripping her belly apart! She tried desperately to wriggle away, but both men held her securely. She could feel her husband's smooth loins behind her and his hot, hard cock searching and probing in the valley of her upturned buttocks. Then she felt a direct pressure against her sensitive rear opening, a pressure that was soft and rubbery at first and then grew into a relentless hardness ... and then into agony.
"Oh God nooooo! Please! Aaaaaaaggggggh!"
Her scream pierced the breathless silence of the room as she suddenly felt the tight resisting nether ring of her anus giving way before the unyielding pressure of Paul's penis. In a sudden blaze of agony, his lust-swollen copk-head popped just inside her anus with a jerk. The pain of the depraved intrusion vibrated through every fiber of her being, and she babbled incoherent pleas for mercy, but her husband's thick pole of hot flesh pressed inward, pushing the fearfully puckering flesh inside her wide-stretched anal passage in great painful waves before it. She groaned with agony as it sank deeper, on and on into her body until she felt the stiff curling hair of Paul's loins graze her sensitive ass-cheeks. His thickly heated cock jerked over in excitement; then he was buried inside her rectum, impaling her virginal anus to the very hilt!
Tears of anguished humiliation began to well up in the debased young wife's blue eyes and overflowed onto her cheeks as the sinewy penis lodged so painfully in her rectum throbbed and jerked with Paul's mounting excitement. She knew that it was useless to ask for mercy or consideration. Not after he had caught her in her unforgivable, faithless acts.
Then Pete, who had pulled his massively heated cock out of her vagina while Paul penetrated her narrow back passage, wrapped his hands around Janet's tiny waist once again and jerked her down over his hard waiting shaft. It slithered hotly deep up into the moist open cavern of her pussy, and the lovely blonde moaned despairingly as she realized that she was now hopelessly impaled on the two cocks.
She could feel the thickness of the one in her rectum rubbing against Pete's wildly throbbing shaft beneath her, separated only by the thin membrane between her vagina and her narrow back passage. But as she squirmed to free herself from the unbelievable lewdness of the two cocks embedded within her loins, Janet gradually began to realize that the agonizing pain she had suffered a moment before was changing, becoming almost weirdly pleasurable, and she tentatively started to move her hips backwards to meet each thrust of the thick cock ramming into her rectum from behind.
There was no further delay. Paul, already excited by the salacious spectacle he had witnessed through the mirror next door as Pete had completely subjugated his blonde young wife, began to fuck furiously into the warm buttery depths of her rectum, while Pete started thrusting his pelvis upward with powerful strokes into her wetly welcoming pussy that made the bedsprings beneath them creak in protest. As if by previous arrangement, both men suddenly pulled their fiery shafts of hard flesh almost out of her nakedly quivering body, leaving only the swollen, blood-filled heads within tight-stretched pussy and ravished little anus. Then, at the same moment, they rammed deep into her body so that Janet's head shot up in surprise from where it had fallen on Pete's chest, and she squealed in amazed delight. They began to move in unison, buffeting her body back and forth between them like a mindless sack of soft foam rubber, and her tiny cries stretched into a single sobbing whine of exquisite pleasure as they hammered into her wantonly writhing young body with more and more passion.
Janet's whole being was becoming a quaking mass of lust as she undulated wildly in lewd abandon. She was lost in the new, overpowering sensations and she wildly rotated her hips and buttocks, joyfully skewering herself on the two thick shafts fucking so wonderfully into her loins. She squeezed with her cuntal muscles and tensed her buttocks to give Pete and her husband the same wild pleasure they were bestowing on her. A magnificent, almost volcanic sensation was building, building, higher and higher inside her and she felt that something fantastic was about to happen, something bigger then anything she had ever experienced.
"Oooooh ... oooooh ... oooooooohhhhhh!" Janet suddenly groaned in numbing pleasure as shattering waves of ecstatic sensation surged through her cock-skewered loins and branched out through her entire body, making her forget everything in the world but what she was feeling ... the glorious sensations that were pounding through her nakedly quivering body like the angriest surf.
"Christ, look at her go!" Pete grunted breathlessly as he stared in disbelief up at Janet's uncontrollably trembling body, her body beginning to jerk and buck from the cresting orgasm. Even when he had fucked her earlier the young wife hadn't acted like this, the older man thought as his eyes widened with awed admiration.
"Yeah, and it feels ... like she's going to ... do it again," Paul gasped breathlessly as he felt his beautiful wife's anus tighten around his pistoning cock, despite how brutally stretched her narrow channel was.
Lying on the bed, Pete could by then do nothing but nod helplessly as he felt her vaginal muscles clamp down around his rapidly growing penis, and he sensed another shudder of orgasm tear through her doubly-skewered body. The helpless woman was out of her mind with desire now and throbbed out an orgasm that seemed to go on and on forever.
Paul was startled by the sudden realization that Janet was even better suited to him than he had imagined. In the midst of this unnatural situation, he had discovered that his own wife was one of those priceless women who just came and came until they passed out from sheer exhaustion. It seemed impossible that prudish, straight-laced Janet Thompson could be like that, and yet she quivered and groaned, working furiously against the two cocks that pounded relentlessly into her wetly stretched passages. Again and again they both slammed into her, fucking faster until she gasped desperately for air, her blonde curls spilling and bouncing over her flushed face as she worked to get the maximum of sensation from their steadily accelerating pace.
Then suddenly Janet's brain reeled anew as she heard a low animal-like groan from deep in the throat of her husband, filling her rectum so wonderfully from behind with his long thick cock. She felt his penis begin to throb and expand as it pummeled deep into her stretched back passage. She could also feel Pete's penis thickening and flexing in her desperately contracting vagina, and she clamped even harder on it to speed his orgasm.
Suddenly, Paul's white bubbling river of cum began spurting far up inside her insanely rippling rectum, and that triggered her greatest orgasm yet so powerful that she pitched forward almost unconscious against the hairy chest below her.
Pete, feeling the younger man's release, plunged upward embedding his own wildly ejaculating cock deep into her clenching young pussy, pumping his own white hot sperm far up into the depths of her cunt.
A moment later, Paul's rapidly deflating penis slipped limply from her ravaged rectum, and the battered young wife felt her body shudder violently as one final gush of pleasure rippled through her loins.
For what seemed like hours, their panting filled the now otherwise silent room. The warm liquid of their combined releases seeped from her slowly closing anus, trickled down the crevice of her buttocks to mix with Pete's hot sperm overflowing from her still twitching vaginal lips. She rolled off of Pete's body, softly groaning as his penis slithered lifelessly from her forever-stretched vagina, and lay between the nakedly sprawled forms of the two men, her legs still open as the pink fleshy layers of her vagina glistened with their cum.
Slowly, the beautiful young wife's senses began to return to her, and her warm glow of contentment started to fade as she remembered the realities of her situation. She turned toward her husband, words of remorse and guilt trembling on her lips. But, to her amazement, she saw Paul already looking at her, a slow gentle smile lighting up his face. Just then, Pete raised his sweaty head from the mattress and saw the young couple tenderly, yet hesitatingly, gazing at one another. His own hard face softened then, and he put an arm around each of the younger people. They looked at one another .uncertainly for a moment and then all burst into delighted laughter. Janet flew into her husband's waiting arms and crushed herself to him happily.
Janet knew then, with some instinctive, certain feeling, that a magic process had been completed, and that a rich new life lay ahead for them, a life freed of the old fears and inhibitions of the past. She heard a sound at the door and looked up to see Laura standing there, her beautiful body completely naked, glowing in the ' soft light like a lustrous pearl. She beckoned and Laura slowly came across the room to them, to throw herself down amongst them, to become a part of their magic.
It was going to be a long, warm night.