Chapter 5
It was turning into another one of those parties.
Diane hadn't really wanted to go to Susan's party that Friday evening. She was in a horny mood, and she wanted her loving husband to do something about it. But Jim was more in the mood for some heavy drinking, and he had convinced her to go.
It wasn't one of Susan's best parties. Most of the people who had come were married and the wives weren't letting the husbands out of their sights. There was very little to do except drink. Diane was doing a lot of that.
About halfway through the evening, her husband started getting staggering drunk. Diane had had almost as much as he had, but she could hold her booze better. She threw a disgusted look at her husband as he drank, another stiff drink.
"Oh, shit!" Diane said. "I'm so tired of this shit. I'm taking him home."
Susan put a restraining hand on Diane's arm. "Maybe you should wait until you feel a little more sober."
"I'm taking him home now," Diane said. "I'm not that drunk."
Nobody could convince her not to take her husband home. Some of the men helped her get him out to the car. He passed out almost as soon as she shut the door.
"He's a shitty bastard," Diane said.
Diane didn't realize how high she was. She slid under the steering wheel and turned the ignition on. She looked at the form of her drunken, snoring husband. Maybe she could get him awake before the night was over. He might be good for one fuck, anyway.
Diane knew she was too high to drive the car, but she just didn't give a damn. She started it up and screeched away from the curb. She hadn't gone very far before she could see flashing blue lights behind her.
"Oh, shit!" Diane said, as she eased the car over to the curb.
She saw two police officers getting out of the car and walking toward her. One of them switched his flashlight on and shined it in her face.
"Turn off that damn light!" she said.
The police officer laughed as he looked in the window. She could feel his light passing quickly over her husband and then coming back to her. She had on a short green knit dress and hadn't worn her bra. His light kept passing over her round tits.
"Haven't you seen enough?" she asked.
"I sure haven't, lady," he said. "You've been drinking a little bit, haven't you?"
"Not a drop," she lied.
"The hell you say," the police officer said. "Joe, I think we've got a couple for the jail."
Diane heard the word and it shocked her. Jail was for ugly people breaking the law. She had never been to jail in her life. She couldn't go now. She knew what her neighbors would say. It might even hurt her husband's work.
"Jail," she said. "You don't have to take me to jail. I mean, I just live down the road."
"You're drunk, lady," the police officer said. "You couldn't drive this car another inch."
"Couldn't you just take me home?" Diane pleaded. She was getting really scared. She remembered the ugly stories about jails and what happened to people. She could imagine what might happen to a pretty young woman like herself.
God, she didn't want to go to jail!
"Sorry, lady," the officer said. "That's procedure. Besides, you weren't exactly nice to me just now. Telling me to turn off my damn light and all."
"I didn't mean it," Diane said. "You can leave it on. You can look at all you like. Please don't take me to jail!"
"Get out of the car, lady," he said.
Diane was feeling sick to her stomach. She climbed woodenly out of the car and felt the police officer's light going up and down her body again. This time, she didn't protest.
"You're not a bad-looking piece," the officer said. "Did you say you lived just down the road?"
"Yes, sir," she answered.
"Maybe we could make some kind of deal," the police officer suggested, a leer in his eye.
"Anything," Diane said softly, even though she thought she knew the kind of deal the policeman had in mind.
"Let's go to your house," the policeman said.
"What about my husband?"
"He'll be all right here for a while," the officer answered.
Diane shrugged her shoulders as the two cops walked her to their car. She got into the car, and they pressed her between them. The police officer named Joe drove the car while the other put his arm around her waist.
"You feel really good," he said. "You smell really good, too. How about a little kiss?"
She turned her head toward him and kissed him gently on the mouth. She expected the probing touch of his tongue, and she opened her mouth wider. His tongue slid between her lips and rubbed against hers. She felt his damp hand on her thigh.
"Have you got good pussy, baby?" he asked.
"Yes," she said. "Nobody's complained before."
"It better be good," he said. "You'd better make this the best fuck of your life."
The policeman who held her was a big burly man with heavy hands. He had thick blond hair and hungry eyes. She could feel the tension that ran through his body with the touch of his hand on her thigh.
"I live right there," she said.
"Nice house," he said. "I thought you might be the kind of prissy bitch who lives in a nice house."
They walked her to her front door, and she opened it. They pushed her inside, and Joe turned on the lights. They stood looking at her expectantly.
"Well, baby?" Joe asked. "What are you waiting for? Take off your goddamn clothes, prissy bitch. We haven't got all night."
She hesitated only a moment before she reached behind her neck and unhooked her dress. She did a little shimmy as she let it fall to the floor. Her big tits popped free, and she saw them licking their lips.
"Christ!" Joe exclaimed. "Harry, have you ever seen a pair like that?"
"Not lately," Harry said. "It makes my cock hard as hell just looking at them."
Diane hurriedly skinned off her panties and stood stark naked. Harry stepped forward and put his hand between her legs. She wiggled a little as she felt his rough fingers rubbing up and down her cuntlips.
"You're a sweet bitch," Harry said. "I bet you love to fuck."
Diane didn't answer. She could feel his fingers sliding inside her wet cunt, and her words caught in her throat. She didn't like what this man was doing to her. He was using her, and she didn't want to feel pleasure from it. But she had already been horny, and his fingers made her feel even hotter.
Harry reached his other hand up to play with her tits. She felt his rough fingers moving from one hard nipple to the other. Damn, but he knew how to make a woman's blood run hot.
"Let's get on the couch," he said.
They led her over to the living room couch and sat her down. Joe sat on one side of her and Harry on the other. Joe began to kiss her cheek and shoulder while his hand played with her titty. Harry still had his fingers in her pussy.
"We're getting the little bitch hot," Harry said. "I knew she was nothing but a hot-blooded cunt when I looked at her."
Harry's fingers drove deep inside her cunt and made her cry out. He brought his fingers back and then rammed them into her again. She could feel her clit getting hot and hard, and it was sending shivers through her body.
"You like that, bitch?" Harry asked. "You like having your fucking pussy played with?"
"Yes," she moaned.
Harry grabbed her hand and brought it to the front of his uniform trousers. She felt the huge bulge pushing at his fly. She didn't pull her hand away. She knew what she was there for. Her fingers moved up and down the length of his swollen cock, down to his balls and back up again.
"Take it out, cunt," Harry groaned. "It won't be the first cock you've ever taken out of a man's trousers."
She found his zipper and pulled it down. Her tiny hand slipped inside, and she found his cock bunched in his shorts. It took her a few minutes to move his shorts out of the way and pull his stiff cock out of the opening.
"Jesus," Harry moaned, "you sure know what to do with a cock. Play with it, bitch. Play with it!"
She wrapped her fingers around his bloated cock and began moving her hand up and down. His prickshaft grew slippery immediately as his thick pre-cum leaked over her fingers. Harry was very excited. She could feel his fingers sliding deeper into her hot cunt.
"Have you ever kissed a man's cock before, bitch?" Harry asked her. "Have you ever had a man's cock in your mouth before?"
She looked up at him with fear in her eyes. This was something she'd always heard about, but it was something that she had never thought she would do-except maybe for her husband. But Harry's cock was thick in her fingers, and she knew that he wasn't going to let her back off.
"I've never done that," she said. "Couldn't you just fuck me?"
"No, baby," Harry answered. "There's nothing I like better than fucking a prissy bitch in the mouth."
Harry stood up and peeled off his trousers and shorts. His cock wasn't that big, but at that moment it looked huge to Diane. Joe was still playing with her titties and laughing softly. She knew she could expect no mercy from either of these men.
"Don't make me do this," she said.
Harry wasn't gentle about it. He reached into her thick black hair with both hands. He twisted the thick strands of hair around his fingers until he had a tight hold of her head. He pulled her face toward his cock.
"Kiss it, bitch!" Harry said. "It's not going to choke you. Kiss my fucking cock!"
He held her so tightly that she couldn't escape when he brought his cock up to her lips. She kissed the smelly cum-smeared tip and thought she was going to gag. She wouldn't open her mouth. She wouldn't take that thing in her mouth.
Harry reached down and pinched her nostrils together. Suddenly she couldn't breathe. She held it off for as long as she could, but she had to open her mouth to catch her breath. At that moment, Harry forced his bloated cockhead into her mouth.
"Just relax, baby," Harry said. "I'm going to make a cocksucker out of you. People are going to come for miles around just to shoot their wads in your mouth!"
He let go of her nose. She tried to spit his prick out but couldn't manage that. She knew she was going to be sick as Harry forced his rigid cock deeper into her mouth.
"I'm going to make the best cocksucker out of you that this place has ever had," Harry said. "You're a fucking natural. Just relax, bitch!"
Harry kept inching his fat prick into her mouth. She couldn't smell anything but cock. His prick had a strong salty flavor. She hollowed her cheeks as she felt more of his thick meat sliding into her throat.
"She's taking it now, Joe," Harry moaned. "I've got enough to choke a horse, but she's taking it!"
He kept moving forward until his entire cock was lodged tightly in her mouth. Harry was proud of himself.
Diane couldn't move. She couldn't believe she'd gotten all of his big cock into her mouth.
Harry laughed as he pulled his cock out of her mouth. He held it near her face so that she could see every spit-soaked inch of it. She swallowed nervously as he brushed his fat prick against her lips.
"You're going to suck this good, bitch," Harry told her. "You're going to suck it good or I'll find a way to teach you a lesson. Maybe a night in jail. Maybe we can put you in with some dyke bitch!"
The thought of jail frightened her once more. Diane knew she was going to do her best to make Harry happy. Harry brushed his prickhead against her lips again. This time, she was a little more willing. She opened her mouth and took his cockhead between her lips.
"That's it, cunt!" Harry said. "That's the fucking way!"
Harry grabbed the back of her head as he began ramming his prick deep into her mouth. He thrust savagely, and his cockhead seemed to get deeper with every stroke. She had never had cock this way before. She could see nothing but cockmeat.
"That's the way to fucking do it," Harry groaned. "Oh Jesus, that's nice!"
Harry had slowed his savage pace. Now he was slowly driving his cock deep into her mouth and bringing it out again. Diane was past the point of being able to control herself. Her neck ached, but she was willing to make Harry happy.
"You're going to swallow my cum," Harry moaned. "You're going to fucking swallow every drop!"
She could feel his prickhead getting fatter, and some of his cum was leaking into her mouth. She knew he was close to coming. She thought of all that hot cum spurting into her mouth. She didn't know if she could handle it.
He was fucking her sweet lips faster and faster. She could feel the heavy pressure of his balls against her chin as he rammed his cock into her mouth.
"I'm almost there," he groaned.
She could see Joe watching them, and suddenly she realized this was the first time she'd ever had one man while another man watched. Joe's eyes looked hot. It made her squirm a little. She felt the warmth in her pussy. It was crazy, but the situation was beginning to turn her on.
"Ahhhhh, Jesus," Harry moaned. "Here I fucking come. Jesus ... AHHHHHH!"
His cock grew rock-hard in her mouth, and she felt the hot spurts of his jism. She had to swallow the salty cream to keep from choking. She found that it wasn't bad-at least, not as bad as she had feared.
"Jesus, yes," Harry moaned. "You know how to suck, little bitch. I knew you'd know how! Now lick it fucking clean!"
She swallowed the last salty mouthful and went on sucking. She felt Harry pulling her head back, and she started to lick up and down his still swollen cock.
"Just like a trained dog," Harry said. "I've got this rich bitch trained like a circus dog."
She felt humiliated-but she also felt hot. She could feel her pussy-lips quivering with desire. She felt Joe's hands back on her tits again. She could hardly stand. She wanted him to put his cock into her, but she didn't ask. Instead, she kept her head down, licking Harry's cock. Already she could feel his cock starting to feel firm again.
"That's right, bitch," Harry groaned. "Get it fucking hard again. Get it fucking hard and we'll both give it to you at the same time. I know you'll like that!"
Diane could only groan as she kept licking his cock. Joe had gotten off the couch, and he was slowly taking his clothes off. She could see him out of the corner of her eye. Joe had strong, lean good looks, and his cock was already at half-mast. She could feel a hot stirring inside herself.
God, she was going to get fucked by both these men! It was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her.
"That's enough," Harry commanded, and she raised her beautiful face.
Harry stroked her hair and then her titties. Her tits felt hard and achy. She groaned as she felt his fingers running over her big brown nip pies. She pressed them into his hands.
"I believe we've really got a hot bitch on our hands," Harry told Joe.
"I bet she can hardly wait until she gets a taste of two men at once. Can you, rich bitch?"
"No," she answered, "I can't."
"You're nothing but a goddamn whore," Harry told her. "You're nothing but a hot fuckhole, a piece of ass. Let me hear you say it. I'm nothing but a piece of ass!"
Harry already had her shaking with hunger, and she wondered why he was putting her through this. He had beaten every bit of pride out of her. Her cunt was aching like a burning hole.
"I'm a piece of ass," she whispered.
"Louder, bitch," Harry said. "I want the whole neighborhood to hear you. Tell them what you are!"
"I'm a piece of ass!" she screamed.
"You're goddamn right," Harry said. "A rich-bitch piece of ass!"
Harry pushed her backwards on the floor. His thick cock was jutting proudly again. He spread her legs, and she felt his cockhead pushing against her cunt. She almost passed out from the delicious warmth that spread through her body. She moved down against Harry until she felt his cockhead popping into her cunt.
"Goddamn bitch," Harry said. Harry was acting like he was angry with her. "You're good for nothing but sucking cock and fucking, goddamn fucking bitch!"
She gasped as Harry suddenly rammed every inch of his steel-hard cock into her cunt. She had never been filled so completely before. She felt his balls against her, but only for a second. Harry pulled his cock out of her cunt and pounded it back into her again.
"You're going to get fucked this time," Harry told her. "Fucked like a bitch!"
Harry began to ram his prick into her cunt. He was fucking her with deep violent strokes, and she felt like his cock was getting all the way into her belly. She could feel his fat cockhead practically splitting her each time he rammed into her.
"Feel that, bitch?" Harry questioned. "You feel that big cock?"
"Oh God, yes," she groaned.
Harry gave her a couple of more hard strokes before he pulled out of her. She grabbed frantically at his cock, but he only laughed and moved out of her way.
Harry stretched out on the ground and told her to sit down on top of him. She was more than willing. She climbed up his body and grabbed his swollen cock. She sighed as she guided his stiff rod back into her hot hole.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Yes, that's nice!"
She took his cock all the way up her cunt and began to bounce up and down. There was nothing better than the feel of his thick cock inside her pussy. She could tighten her cuntlips and feel his gigantic cockhead filling her.
"You make me feel so good," she groaned.
She had forgotten about Joe. She felt his hands on her shoulders, pushing her over until her tits were pressed into Harry's bony chest.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm going to give you what you want, baby," Joe answered her. "We're going to give you a real fucking."
She realized what Joe was doing as she felt his cockhead against her puckered asshole. She wasn't scared of getting it in the ass-she had already felt that. But she had never had it with two men at the same time.
Harry rammed into her cunt, and she felt Joe's cock popping into her asshole. Joe was good with his cock. He pushed his prick into her gently until she could finally feel the whole length in her tight shitter.
"Oh Jesus," Harry groaned.
"Her ass is tighter than shit," Joe moaned.
Both men stopped for a while, giving her time to get used to it. She had never known such pleasure. Her whole body was trembling as the two cocks filled her holes.
"Now!" Harry shouted. "Really give it to her. Fuck her to death!"
Joe and Harry began to thrust with the same savage rhythm. This was the fuck to end all fucks. She could hardly catch her breath as two hot cocks rammed her pussy and asshole.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Give it to me!"
She drove her fiery tongue into Harry's mouth. She rubbed her tits against his chest. There was very little she could do except just take the two cocks punishing her. But she loved the punishment. Sweet pleasure flooded her body. She thought of sucking his dick, and she could almost taste the cum in her mouth again.
"Christ," she moaned, "I'm coming! Oh God, I'm going to come!"
Her body seemed to explode in a thousand directions. She could feel her pussy-juice soaking Harry's cock. She was wiggling with spasms of delight, but there was no way she was going to wiggle out from between the two men.
"She's tearing my fucking cock off," Harry groaned.
She didn't stop wiggling, even after the last pleasure spasm had shaken her body. She wanted the two men to have the same kind of enjoyment that she'd had. She kept wiggling her ass against Joe's hard cock. She could feel his hard strokes getting longer and deeper.
"Oh my God," Joe groaned. "I'm going to shoot in her ass. Oh shit, it feels so good! It feels so fucking good!"
She felt him ramming his cock deep into her asshole, felt his hot spurting cum shooting into her. He kept moving his cock in and out of her ass until she was sure he didn't have another drop left.
Harry was still fucking her pussy, but she felt him pushing her off him as soon as Joe was finished. She let him turn her around and force her face against the floor. She wasn't surprised when she felt his stiff cock probing her asshole.
"I want some of this, too," Harry moaned.
Harry stabbed his prick into her asshole and began to thrust violently. She was feeling sore, but she knew that Harry didn't have much left.
"Jesus," Harry groaned. "Her ass is fucking fantastic. Oh shit, it feels good!"....
He rammed it into her one last time, and she felt his hot cum pouring into asshole. She had never felt so much cum in her shitter. It was dripping down the backs of her thighs.
"What a fucking piece!" Harry exclaimed. "Now get your fucking clothes on, bitch."
"What do you mean?" Diane asked.
"You didn't think we'd really let you off just by giving us a piece of ass. Hell, no, bitch, you're going to jail."
Diane couldn't believe it, but they were getting dressed and Harry acted like he was serious. Diane knew he was serious when he slapped her across her face.
"Get your fucking clothes on!" Harry said. "I won't tell you again!"
Diane realized she really was going to jail.