Chapter 11
The following day, Pete's letter arrived, helping to relieve the embarrassed strain both Cathy and Jimmy were obviously feeling. Sue, in her inimitably composed manner, was gradually smoothing things out by acting as if nothing had ever taken place among them the night before, and eventually would have succeeded without Pete's letter; nevertheless, it had hastened things along.
He was coming home; and once Cathy heard the news she seemed to brighten excitedly, her exuberance contagious to Jimmy. Shortly, the house was filled with laughter in anticipation of Pete's homecoming, the overshadowing events of their obscene troilistic party fading into oblivion, and the day passed joyfully. At dinner, Sue suggested the young people take in a movie, while she would see to the dishes and do some reading.
By eight o'clock, Sue was thoroughly convinced she'd mellowed any remorse they might have felt ... mellowed it to a point where it could very well happen again, given another day or so ... and that thought didn't displease her.
In the meantime, she would undress, bathe and just enjoy a lazy relaxing evening with a book. Lord knows, she could use some rest ...
A half-dozen doors down the street, three men stood inside the enclosed yet lighted workshop of Chuck Barnes' garage. Bill Tabor, the taller and broader of the three, held the uncorked, half-emptied bottle of bourbon to his lips, taking a long pull at it, while Barnes, an ugly-faced barrel-chested, short man who wore a patch over his missing left eye, watched and spoke.
"I don't have to tell you guys that Norm isn't the most intelligent kid around," he was saying, "but when he walked into my store this afternoon and told me he'd let the doll' suck his cock, I damned near flipped!"
"Cripes, I can still hardly believe it," the skinny Jake Regal said with a shake of his narrow head. "I've known her ever since she came to the city ... before she married Stewart ... Hell, I'm not going to lie about it ... I've made a few passes at her, but all she does is tease..."
"You don't have to tell us that, Jake," Bill Tabor put in huskily, the raw liquor cutting at his breath. "We've all taken a shot or two at her. Hell, I even had her in my office one day and was convinced she was going to let me slip it to her that time, but she managed to wheedle her way out of it, always smiling and giving the impression that maybe next time..."
"The bitch!" Chuck Barnes spat, taking the bottle from Tabor and wiping his lips with his hand. "'Doll,' my ass. She's a bitch! Taking those three boys right into her bedroom and sucking them all off!"
Jake Regal's bulgy eyes caught sight of his burly neighbor's stirring action at the front of his pants, just as his own cock gave a jerk at the thought of her seducing their sons. Goddamn, he couldn't imagine his little Bert ever getting involved in a situation like that. His mother would turn green if she ever thought her baby had done such a thing ... but of course, it was Sue's fault, the gorgeous witch! Christ, his cock could get hard anytime of the day just thinking about getting into her pants...
Barnes drank heavily from the depleting bottle and passed it to Jake. He said, "So we all know what she's really like now ... which brings us to the reason why I called you guys. What're we going to do about it? I mean ... well, those are our kids that she violated ... right?"
Bill Tabor felt his thick long prick of flesh swelling provocatively at the thought of Stewart's beautiful young wife stripped naked and sucking his Rick's young prick ... but it was more in envy than in anger. Christ, he'd been secretly out-straight over her ever since he'd known her ... would have gladly given a year of his life to crawl between those statuesque thighs of hers ... He realized that he might have flown into a rage when Barnes had told him, if it hadn't been that he was too flabbergasted at the unbelievable thought ... flabbergasted and jealous.
"What've you got in mind, Chuck?" Jake asked, wiping the dribbling bourbon from his lips. "You think we better talk to Stewart?"
"Fuck Stewart!" the ugly-faced man blurted. "He's in Frisco anyway for some trade show. And I just saw Cathy and a boy heading down the street toward town ... probably going to a movie or something. ... so that leaves that doll-bitch home all alone ... Do I make myself clear?"
Slowly, Bill Tabor's good-looking, middle aged face twisted into a lewd grin. He for one didn't need a diagram, and with the liquor hot and fermenting in his belly, the idea was quickly taking on lusty aspects.
"Why not?" he agreed, his eyes narrowing salaciously. "What the hell could she say ... or do?"
"Damn ... I don't know, fellers," Jake hesitated, shaking his greying head nervously at what they were proposing. "We'd be taking a hell of a chance, wouldn't we?"
"Not as much as she did when she seduced our kids!" Chuck Barnes snapped, passing the bottle to Tabor to finish. "Besides. I've got a cock that's getting as hard as a railroad tie, and it's been aching to be buried in that lovely-assed bitch for too fucking long! There's no doubt in my mind ... you guys can do what you want about it!"
"You're right!" Bill Tabor, the city's leading attorney, replied as he tossed the empty bottle into a trash can. "I'm with you, Chuck. Let's go get some of that! How about it, Jake?"
The slender man shook his head uncertainly. "I don't know ... but then, Bert's my only son, too. Goddamn it ... lead on! Let's give that cock-tease something she won't forget right away!" They came shortly after nine-thirty, when Sue had been in bed for half-hour or so and just getting into her book. Sue responded to the ringing doorbell with surprise; at first sitting upright in the bed and trying to imagine who it could be. It rang again and the idea struck her that it might be a telegram from Stewart, or even a cablegram from Pete. She swung out, threw her robe around her and moved toward the door, flicking on strategic lights in route.
It was not a message from anyone.
There were three male neighbors she readily recognized, and were she not so astonished at the sight of them standing there, she undoubtedly would have smiled and perhaps even said something cleaver. As it was, she cocked her head to one side and questioned;
"Yes? What is it?"
Ugly-faced Barnes, his black eye-patch taking on a strange aspect of Sue as he stood there on her doorstep in the shadows, seemed to be their spokesman. He replied through an almost lewd grin that sent a tiny apprehensive shiver through her:
"We thought it would be sociable if we paid you a visit, Sue. Aren't you going to ask us in?"
In rapidly mounting, frightened confusion, she looked from one to the other of their luridly contorted faces, a series of unwelcomed thoughts beginning to race frantically through her mind. This was no social call ... not with these three together and without their wives ... each of these men she had time and again taunted sexually, then laughed off; but above all each a father of a boy she had seduced! Dear God! Was that why they had come? Had they found out?
"S-Stewart isn't home, gentlemen," she heard herself manage in an unexpectedly calm tone. God, they had been drinking too!
"We counted on that," Chuck Barnes said, suddenly pushing forward, carrying both Sue and the door inward with the force of his solid, squat body, the others crowding inside immediately behind him.
"Oh, my God! Just a minute!" Sue exclaimed, the first quivers of her fear evident in her voice. "I don't ... don't know what the three of you want here ... but ... but you'd better understand that your wives are going to hear of this ... this offensive outrage!"
Chuck Barnes sniggered foully as he watched her back across the room before him and his two companions.
"Maybe you'd rather call the police, Sue?" he suggested smugly. "What do you think, boys?"
"Might just be an excellent idea," Bill Tabor agreed. "Then, we could all have a pleasant little chat. I could even defend you, Sue. We could talk about things like seducing boys and sucking their young cocks, and I'd suggest you throw yourself onto the mercy of the court. How does that strike you, Susan baby?"
It struck her as might a severe jolt of electric current! She fell backwards a step.
"And I could run home and round up Rick, Norm and Bert to make it really interesting," Jake Regal, who had gained a measure of lust-incited courage, threw in.
"Oh! Oh, my God!" Sue gasped despairingly, swaying on her feet to the point where both Regal and Tabor moved forward to catch her by an arm, the robe she held closed around her falling loosely open. Abruptly she felt each of their big hands clutching at her supple breasts beneath the sheer nightgown as they held her upright with their arms locked through hers. Again, she gasped out, sensing their squeezing, pawing hands mauling her firm, full breasts...
"Shit, she's got the kind of tits I knew she'd have ... lush and pointed!" Chuck Barnes hissed vilely. "You're some bitch, alright, Sue ... but no longer the doll'-just a cock-eating bitch. And before the nights over you're going to get enough prick inside of you to last a lifetime ... only man-sized cock, babe, no kid's stuff!"
"Oh God ... no ... no, please, Chuck and Tom ... don't, please? Think of Stewart ... your lovely wives..."
"You fucking cunt!" Jake Regal spat at her angrily. "You've got a hell of a lot of nerve saying a thing like that to us, after you entice our sons in here then seduce them all together ... sucking their cocks and corrupting their minds! What the hell do you think Stewart or our wives would say about that if we told them?"
"What's the answer, Sue?" Bill Tabor put to her. "You going to cooperate and strip for action, or do we just rip the clothes off you and rape your ass nine ways to Sunday? It's your decision how easy you want to make it, because you're going to get it one way or the other!"
Dear God! There was nothing she could do, Sue realized in a desperately creeping horror.
They meant every word that they had so foully spewed into her face, their lust visually apparent in the swollen bulges at the front of their trousers. The dozens of times she had so casually teased and taunted them had suddenly came home to roost! For a moment, she thought of screaming and racing for the door, but in the end she knew it would be futile! They would catch her and probably beat her, and God knows, she didn't want to make a more scandalous scene than was already taking place. Even if she could get some help, the truth would be bound to come out! She ... she was completely caged with nowhere to turn ... but, dear God, she just couldn't lie down for them like a common whore!
"Let's help her a little bit!" Jake Regal said, moving forward to confront her where she stood secured between Chuck and Bill who were still luridly mauling her breasts. He reached out, caught her flimsy nightgown and ripped it like tissue paper down its entire length, then held it open and stepped back to gape hungrily at the voluptuous, exposed body.
"Christ!" Jake choked. "She's even more than I ever thought! Look at those tits!"
"And legs!" Bill added.
"Fuck ... look at that pouting cunt behind them pretty black hairs!" Chuck Barnes gasped lewdly. "Hell, let's get her into the bedroom where we can get at her! My cock's throbbing like somebody's been trying to temper it with a blacksmith's hammer!"
Bill Tabor chuckled grossly at Chuck's comparison, and between them they walked her down the hall. Inside, Sue made no effort to fight them when they stripped the robe and torn nightgown from her; that convinced Jake Regal she had resolved herself to her fate. Goddamn, he thought, this should really be something to remember! The sexy bitch was absolutely breathtaking!
Someone pressed her naked body backwards onto the bed ... Stewart's bed, she thought vaguely, and she lay back on it, jerking her eyes from one of them to the other ... greenish-gray eyes that were widened in terrific shame, while her small, white teeth nibbled worriedly at her lower lip. Then, she caught her breath, hitching in her throat as she watched ugly-faced Chuck lean over her, his big hand reaching down between her legs toward her exposed genitals.
"Open them, Sue bitch!" he ordered. "Open for inspection!"
She was too frightened not to, and slowly she spread her full, white thighs apart to him, revealing her slightly opened pink split to all their leering, salacious eyes. She gasped painfully then as he dug into her with one thick finger, thrusting it right up her unprepared cunt to the palm of his brutal hand.
"Auuuggghhhh ... please ... please don't, Chuck." Sue pleaded, pressing her buttocks down into the bed in an effort to escape his lewd invasion between her legs.
Jake Regal sniggered, his face twisted in a licentious grin as he eagerly watched his neighbor's thick finger drubbing into the pink-fleshed hole in her hair-covered loins. Christ, she was a delicious bitch; he couldn't blame his Bert for giving in to her. The kid had taste, alright ... like his old man. Damn he was really going to enjoy this, once he got inside her ...
"Let's get to the business at hand!" Bill Tabor said, pulling at his clothes. "I don't know about you two, but my cock's been aching for a piece of that too long!"
He didn't take his eyes from her gorgeous body as he stripped his clothes away. And Chuck's digging at her cunt only added to his mounting lust. Damn, how or why she'd ever married an old prick like Stewart was beyond him; he could only imagine what that bastard did for her.
"Hey, Jake how about raiding Stewart's liquor cabinet? Seeing we're going to fuck his wife we might as well wash it down with his liquor."
Chuck Barnes laughed at Bill's remark. He withdrew his obscenely violating finger and stepped back from the bed, staring down at Sue's deliciously naked body. "Yeah," he agreed. "That's a good idea ... I could use a belt or two before sinking my cock into this fucking kid-violator..."
Sue sighed in relief after he had jerked his cruel finger out of her tormented channel, but continued to watch him begin to undress. God, she hoped that they would at least give her a drink; there was little doubt but what she was going to need it ... Oh, Lord, she hoped the children wouldn't come back in the middle of whatever they intended to do to her! That thought hadn't occurred to her before, but if they did they might run out and call the police or something, and she had already made up her mind to endure whatever degrading acts they subjected her to ... anything but let the truth come out! She had to protect Stewart; she couldn't let him, or Catchy, or Pete be destroyed because of her perversity...!
Abruptly, Bill Tabor dropped his shorts and was naked, his long, thick cock jutting out menacingly from his hairy loins beneath his paunchy stomach, and Sue stared at it in awed dread. Men's penises were not exactly foreign to her, but she had never seen anything the length of this! In comparison with Stewart's normal size, the carnal specimen she was gaping at was monstrous; she sensed her insides cringe at the thought of trying to accommodate it. His heavy balls swayed between his fish-belly white thighs that he had let grow flabby, and then he was grinning and dropping his hand to luridly stroke the heavy prick when he caught her stare fixed upon it.
"like it, Sue? It's a plumb, eh?" he leered vulgarly. "Just think what you've been missing these past two years..."
"Yeah," Chuck Barnes chimed in, unleashing his own nearly equal-sized prick of red-knobbed, circumcised genital flesh. "But joy, baby! You're going to get it all at once ... just to make up for that two-year loss. Could a girl ask for more?"
Tabor laughed at the words of the shorter, broader, more muscular and tanned man standing as naked as himself to his left. Then, Regal entered the room carrying an unopened bottle.
"How's this? Scotch, twenty-five-years old, almost the same age as that enchanting cunt on the bed."
Bill Tabor took it from him and opened it, tilting it to his lips thirstily, while Jake began to unbutton his shirt.
Chuck Barnes reached for the bottle and Tabor lowered it from his lips, wiping the back of his hand over them as he fought for breath. "Okay ... okay, boys ... how do you want yours? And I don't mean the booze."
"I don't know about you guys," Regal said, kicking his pants, "but if sucking cocks is her forte, I just happen to have one she can work on.
"Good ... because I want that puffy-lipped pussy," Bill Tabor claimed salaciously. "I've thought about it too many nights to pass it up now."
"And that makes us all happy," Chuck Barnes put in, handing the bottle to Regal. "Even though I haven't seen it in the raw yet, I'll stake a new suit of clothes out of my store that she's got the most perfect little ass-hole you ever laid your eyes on! And when it comes to sodomy, that wife of mine draws the line. Christ, I haven't had a good ass-fuck in ten years!"
Although she had begun to tremble in uncontrolled dread, their foul and lewd words, plus their meaning and intentions, were having an effect on Sue that she couldn't understand. Dear God, even the sight of Jake's long and slender cock, the smallest of the three, sent chills of apprehension through her; yet the utterly obscene abuses they intended to commit upon her defenseless body and were contemplating with lecherously planned lust, had set off a churning of lewd excitement in her loins and belly that she couldn't believe. God! Maybe she was a common whore after all...
"Please ... please ... may I have a drink too?" she asked, looking from one to the other of them.
Barnes grabbed the bottle from Regal. Bill grinned and continued to stroke his heavy, lengthy cock.
"You better believe it, Sue bitch!" Chuck Barnes said, walking to the bed and dropping onto it beside her. Tabor moved to the other side as Regal lowered himself onto the foot. "As a matter-of-fact, if there's anything you're going to need, baby, it's an anesthesia before we've finished with you."
Sue swallowed nervously and reached for the bottle, but Barnes brushed her hand aside, grasping it gently and locking it beneath his arm. Bill Tabor saw what he had in mind and did the same with her other hand.
"Come up here and hold her pretty head, Jake," Barnes ordered, the naked, long and slender man responding, kneeling his way up the bed. "We'll give her a drink she won't forget!"
Again, a sensation of utter helplessness enveloped Sue as she watched Chuck Barnes tilt the bottle up to her lips ... lips that she couldn't move away from between Jake Regal's hands holding to either side of her face, and then the ugly-faced man whose eye patch had slipped down to reveal a portion of his raw, empty eye socket, began spilling the scotch into her mouth. She tried to squirm and resist, teeth clenched tight, but Bill Tabor pinched her nose closed until she had to open for breath; torrents of the burning liquid spilled in a forced swallowing stream into her belly! Again and again the repeated the act, laughing like drunken animals as they began their tormenting of her in her own darling Stewart's bed.
In less than a minute, Sue sensed the potent liquor surging into her blood stream. They let her free, and among themselves, finished off the bottle of her husband's favorite scotch, while there, looking from one to the other of their naked, middle-aged bodies and cocks, the drugged feeling of mounting lewdness gradually overcame her.
In all truth, she knew she would normally want no part of any of them, but what truth was left inside her was rapidly fading. In moments she would be nearly drunk from the huge quantity of scotch they had poured down her ... and wasn't that, perhaps, a godsend?
She shuddered erotically, while at the same time she vainly tried to control the growing passion creeping over her, even as the understandable waves of shame, humiliation and fear raced through her liquor-numbed brain. There was little question but what she was about to receive her comeuppance ... And then, someone ... Bill Tabor, she thought, was crawling onto the bed and spreading her unresisting thighs apart, his monstrous cock pointed directly at her moistening genitals, she thought of Stewart momentarily and tossed her head from side to side, tears of frustration streaming down the delicate cheeks. Through dimmed eyes, Sue saw him holding the length of his cock in his hand and taunting the spread-open pink flesh of her cunt with its hardened spongy head, the immediate contact of its satiny warm head against the tingling flesh of her vaginal opening instigating carnal sensations to instantly spiral through her.
"Ooooohhh..." she moaned uncontrollably.
"Fuck ... I want to see her ass!" Chuck Barnes' coarse voice interrupted. "Turn her over! Dammit let me see that delicious ass!"
They did and she didn't try to struggle against them. Instead, she rolled onto her stomach like any wanton slut, presenting them with the rounded, full orbs of her bottom, her legs still spread open for Bill Tabor to play between.
"Damn, you want it bad, don't you, Sue?" he taunted, brushing his cock head from her flushing pussy lips upward through the smooth crevice of her kissing ass cheeks. "And all the time you really wanted to fuck but pretended not to ... while that little pussy of yours was driving you wild! Call me a liar, baby! Go on ... call me a liar if you can!"
"Oh ... oh, God!" Sue moaned sensually.
The scotch, blending keenly into her blood, was doing its usual job. Her pussy was suddenly a fire with excitement, and her need for fulfillment, as always, blinding any reasoning power she might still faintly possess. God, it was maddening; she would go out of her mind if he didn't do something besides torment her pussy with that cock of his!
"Oooohhh. I-I can't stand it any longer! Put it in! Yes please! Fuck me! That's what you came for, wasn't it? Fuck me!" She hissed between clenched teeth. "What kind of men are you? Fuck me!"
Bill Tabor couldn't believe it as he quickly turned her back over. He was thinking crazily that he could fall in love with her ... that maybe he had been all along! He'd even marry her if he could get rid of that slovenly cow he was tied to! Christ, she was absolutely fantastic!
Sue drew up her long legs and clutched at his hairy shoulders, digging her nails into the doughy flesh, the ragged, swollen flanges of her incited cunt stretching for him as she writhed her hips and raised her buttocks to help.
"Oh Bill ... yes ... yessss ... give it to me . . .now!"
Hell, he'd throw his wife out on her chubby ass for this delicious creature, Tabor thought. She could have the house, the bank account, the car, his insurance ... any fucking thing she wanted! Not a bit of it made the slightest difference ... as long as he could possess her!
Sue felt him insinuate the tip of his husky cock into her now lubricious, pulsating vagina, and slowly her eyes began to open wide and wider, as he brought unfamiliar expanding pressure to bear at the dilated mouth of her channel. Dear God, his cock was big! She started to protest, but with a flick of his hips he forced the huge knob inside the snug, elasticized cunt opening, stretching the resilient flesh in a manner she had never known, and she could do little more than cry out.
"Aaaaauuuggghhh!" Sue grunted, the almost agonizing, guttural sound coming from the depths of her soul!