Chapter 10
The party was getting rough.
"Please, I need a rest," Pat mumbled, but they were there already, Johnny and Gary both of them hot out of their minds.
"Just relax, honey," Velda counselled her. "It'll be nice, you'll see."
She reached over and stroked Pat's breast as she spoke and Pat felt the hunger kindle in her once more.
"It'll be fun," Johnny murmured against her ear because she was in his arms now and she felt his lean body against hers.
"Am I sexy?" she asked.
Somehow it seemed to her that Pat had to make up for all of Patty and Patricia's failings.
"Yeh, boy!"
"You really want to fuck me?"
"Baby, you've got the sweetest little cunt in the world. I'd like to eat it with a silver spoon."
As he talked his hands moved over her breasts, tweaking the nipples and his fingers trailed down over her belly.
Behind her, she felt Gary's fingers on her back, stroking her. All the attention was making her horny again.
"I'll watch this one," Velda murmured.
"You won't go away, will you?"
"Baby, I wouldn't miss this for the world."
"Ohhh!"
Her body stiffened as Johnny's long fingers found her opening in front and probed into her.
It wasn't unpleasant but she had the feeling sometimes that they didn't remember who she was.
"Nicest little cunt in the world," Johnny murmured, his fingers in her. "Lie back so I can lick you a minute. I just want to taste this sweet thing."
She lay back and felt Gary's rough hands on her breasts while Johnny's mouth was suddenly on her box. Sensation came even as her head vanished. She had drunk too much. Her mind zipped out and when she came back, it was to pain as Gary squeezed her breast. But to pleasure where Johnny's soft mouth was sucking her little box.
"Is it good?" she asked.
"It's delicious," Johnny murmured.
"You like to eat my pussy?"
"Baby, we're gonna do everything before we're though."
That felt nice. Suddenly she was consoled once more even though her breasts ached a little from Gary's rough squeezing. His mouth dipped and he was sucking her breasts while Johnny ate her. Suddenly her body was alive again.
"Ohh, eat me!" she moaned.
"Baby, we're gonna do everything," Johnny promised.
"Yes!"
His fingers teased her bottom as his mouth worked and then he moved up to her head and kissed her. She could taste the bracken moisture of her box on his mouth.
His tongue probed deep into her mouth and she sucked at it hungrily, all of her hungering now for entry. Gary's fingers trickled down her back to tease her buttocks.
"Ohhhh, hurry!" she moaned.
"Do you want to take us both?" Johnny asked.
"Uh-huh."
She wasn't sure what he meant but it sounded good. All she knew was that she had to be entered. "OK."
Gary had his hand half-under her, teasing her butt but he couldn't quite reach her.
"You're sure you want us both?" he asked. "Oh yes!"
"Roll her over a minute then," Gary told Johnny.
With a single move, Johnny flipped her over so that she was lying across his knees, her butt in the air.
"How's that?"
"Fine," Gary said. "Hand me the vaseline, Velda."
"Sure."
Velda was watching it all with interest. She rose and got a small jar of vaseline from her purse. "Here." Gary took it. "Now just hold still."
"What-what are you doing?" Pat asked hesitantly. Suddenly she did not quite understand what they were doing.
"Just a little lubricant," Gary soothed.
"But I don't need lubricant. I always lubricate more than sufficiently," she told him.
"Back here," he said, "Now open your legs."
She did as she was told and felt him pull her cheeks apart. Then his cold slick finger touched her there.
"Hey!"
She was certain now that she was about to undergo something she had never experienced before.
The fingers were blunt and thick and one of them slid into her a little and moved around, spreading the lubricant.
"Tight as a tick," Gary muttered.
The finger probed deeper and pain went through her body.
"Take it easy," Gary soothed as she tried to lift herself away. The motion thrust the finger deeper and new pain seized her.
"It hurts."
"Just at first, doll, and then it feels real good."
"Honest?"
"Would I lie to you?"
She tried to imagine something bigger than the thick finger back there but was certain it would never go. They were just teasing her, she decided.
"There! It's over anyway," Gary said.
Johnny looked at her keenly.
"You're not backing out, are you?"
She felt the challenge in his voice and knew she would have had to comply.
She sat up a little shakily and looked into his face, the hunger shining in it.
"No, I'm not backing out," she said.
"Attagirl."
He drew her back into his arms and kissed her a long lingering kiss that turned her back into fire. His hands moved over breasts and then downward and she stiffened at his touch. Behind her she felt Gary's hands on her back once more and she was trembling with excitement once more like a leaf in a gale.
"Lie her down," Gary said. "OK."
"Just relax, honey," Velda told her. "You'll love it."
Pat could feel her hot eyes taking in everything that was going on.
She couldn't relax. She was too horny now but she made up her mind to be receptive to everything.
"Take it like a nice girl," Johnny told her.
She was lying on her back. He spread her legs wide and knelt staring into the dark caverns of her little muff.
"It's a beauty all right," he murmured.
"Do something," Pat moaned.
"Don't worry, baby. We're gonna do it all."
She writhed her hips and then reached down, spreading the labia so that he could see into the bright pink depths.
"Put it right there," she groaned.
Johnny licked his lips and his eyes glittered.
"What about Gary?"
"He's going in the rear, isn't he?"
"Just wanted to make sure you understood," Johnny told her. "Now." He rolled her over on her side and lay down facing her. "Just lift your leg."
She had seen them both and knew that Johnny's cock was longer and could penetrate deeper. But the short, thick root between Gary's legs had the menace of thickness. She wondered if that tiny little opening could possibly accommodate it.
"Want another drink?" Gary asked.
"No." Suddenly she didn't care about the technicalities. She just wanted them both buried in her hilt-deep. She had to have them now and she didn't care about the cost.
"No, just do it."
"OK."
She lifted her leg and drew Johnny to her. The big root burrowed around in her bush for a moment, seeking the opening. She reached down and grasped the shaft, guiding it in.
For a moment there was just pressure. Then it slid into the folds stretching and penetrating.
"Ohhh!"
It felt delicious as it slid deep inside her.
But she hardly had time to enjoy the sensation because, by now, Gary was pulling the cheeks of her buttocks apart and guiding his thick tool to the tiny opening.
She wanted to tell him to be gentle but by the time she got her mouth open to speak, she could feel the moist knob pressed against the lubricated vent.
For a moment, it resisted. She tightened her muscles and held back. But the inexorable pressure continued.
"Come on, baby, relax," Gary grunted.
It was too big, much too big. There was no chance that that heavy joint would go in.
So she might as well relax. She willed her tight muscles to subside and the moment she did the pressure increased and she felt skin stretch as the thick head slid inside.
"Ohhh!"
She tried to draw away but Gary's arms were around her waist now, drawing her back.
She felt impaled. The big lump nestled inside the stretched opening and hurt painfully.
"Maybe that's all there is to it," she thought. "Maybe he just stays there till he comes."
Her body was relaxing again and she became aware of dark hunger as she felt Johnny nestle inside her. She stirred against him but this brought Gary to life. Suddenly he began to move in a burrowing motion and new pain came as the heavy knob slid deeper.
"No!"
But it was too late. She arched her back and thrust to drive him out and this very motion lodged him deeper. Pain burned through her body and she screamed.
"Just relax," Gary grunted. "It will change."
She didn't believe it but she had no choice. He was lodged deep inside her and Johnny, in front, was forcing her back against him. She lay still, forcing herself to relax and suddenly the pain diminished and pleasure followed.
"Oh," she moaned, "it feels so strange."
"But good," Gary muttered.
"Yes, good," she groaned.
And now suddenly Johnny was beginning to move. With each motion they seemed to touch inside her. The pain returned but it was bearable, even pleasant.
"OK," here we go," Johnny muttered.
And now the rhythm was beginning to build and the fire returned to her.
She arched her body, driving against first one and then the other of them. Each motion drove them deeper and she was glad now, glad of the pain. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Velda, her gaze rapt.
"Take it," Gary snarled in her ear, burrowing deeper.
Pain grew but pleasure with it. She arched her back and drove against him. The pace increased and she was moving against one and then the other and then the rhythms somehow seemed to merge and she was taking them both at once.
And the motion grew and all of her was drinking them into her, her body vibrating with need, muscles stretching to hold and encompass and still they moved faster.
"Ohhh, come!" she pleaded.
It was fury. It was madness. Johnny beat against her and Gary thrust and the three of them were a mad bundle of tearing searing passion that went on and on in its wild gyrations. For an instant, she tried to imagine it through Velda's eyes.
But then the pleasure consumed her and her mind vanished and she was one throbbing mass of hungry flesh beating against the two bodies in furious hunger.
"Come" she begged.
And they were deep in her, massaging each other inside her. She hoped she wasn't injuring herself but she couldn't stop. She arched her back and drove backwards and at the same moment, she felt Johnny inside her stiffen and grow rigid.
And there it was! Almost to an instant the two men discharged together.
With a sigh that shook her body, she felt her own release come burning in and now she clamped on them holding them and moaning as their bodies drained into her locking, drinking vents.
It seemed like gallons of the viscous fluid seeping into her and it seemed like ages that they went on beneath the rapt gaze of Velda who had reached down between her own thighs to toy with herself. She was being flooded, swamped.
Finally, with a gasp, Johnny fell away.
A moment later, Gary freed himself, hurting her as he did so and she lay there, half-conscious.
"How was it?" Johnny asked.
She could barely speak.
"It was good, but I'm glad it's over."
Suddenly she felt the mouth of the bottle against her teeth and hot liquor burned her throat.
"Over!" Johnny exclaimed. We haven't started yet."
She fell back gasping, drunker than ever. The liquor spilled out of her mouth and ran down the side of her face. Her mind blanked with the realization that they didn't really know her, that she was just a tool for their lust.
And she had thought she was proving something. Why anyone could take her place and it would be the same.
Velda was fishing between her legs, trying to arouse her and Johnny and Gary had gone into the bathroom and she could hear them washing up.
A moment later, they returned, but she saved herself by blanking out.
Or she thought she had. "Wake up!" Johnny muttered, slapping her face lightly. "We've got more to do."
"Please," she moaned.
Johnny's heavy cock was pressing against her lips.
"Please, hell!" he muttered. "You're going till we get through, baby."
With a sob, she parted her lips and he entered.