Chapter 10
Ann heard Carlos adjusting the mirror after he had turned off the lights. She heard the click of a switch and received the shock of her life. Where she had seen her own image another room appeared. '
"A two-way mirror," Carlos explained in a low whisper. "We can see everything-they not see us."
A large double bed like the one behind them was up against the wall right next to the mirror. Ann's heart skipped a beat. Julia was lying spread-eagled in the center of the bed, completely nude, not five feet away. Ann felt she could reach out and touch her. Julia's head was rolling back and forth on the mattress, her face contorted in ecstasy.
Pete was kneeling between her naked, widespread legs running his lips and tongue moistly up and down her body. He had sucked her heaving breasts into quivering hardness and then traced a wet hot path down to the flat plane of her jerking stomach and inner thighs. Julia writhed beneath his flicking caresses like a woman possessed. Her hands were tangled tightly in his hair pulling his lips greedily to her tingling skin.
Ann leaned forward gripping the corners of the dressing table until her hands ached. She could not move. It was different with someone you didn't know like the people in those pictures, but this was Julia! Ann tried to blot out the shocking picture but couldn't. She had to look-the obscene spectacle was mesmerizing her. Her mind rebelled-to watch a man toying with the naked, squirming body of a woman who was your best friend was depraved and lewd. She knew she should turn away.
Carlos, behind her, pressed a lit brown cigarette to her lips and she drew deeply without hesitation. She was beyond noticing it was more of the conscience killing hashish. The sweet, acrid smoke curled into her lungs like a soothing syrup, sweeping away the revulsion she had felt a moment before. Her head lightened and she pulled at it heavily, closing her eyes tightly as each drag burned heatedly into her lungs. Then, after several deep, deep inhalations, she found herself wickedly enjoying the scene before her; watching with studied detachment the pagan ritual that was as old as man himself.
Julia was beautiful, she thought, as she gazed in intoxicated rapture at the enchanting figure spread in sacrifice on the bed before her. Pete had worked her up to a fever pitch and Julia's mouth hung open wide in ecstatic rapture-her glassy, lust-smoked eyes staring up into nothingness.
Pete placed himself in position over her rapidly rising and falling belly, his face dangling within inches of the soft pubic mound below. His hands were pressed down on the smooth flat plane of her stomach and his thumbs lay pressed into the fleshy outer flanges of her cunt lips. Ann sucked in her stomach with a gasp as his thumbs massaged for a moment, and then pulled outward slowly, parting the soft pubic hair and exposing the moist red slit of Julia's vagina. The dainty bud of her clitoris was clearly visible throbbing into hardness just above the stretched elastic opening of her cunnal entrance.
Pete's head dropped, his long wet tongue snaking out to flick teasingly at the quivering little nub of raw nerves at the top of the slit. Julia's body jerked as the electric contact was made and her legs clamped tightly together around his head, the soft inner thighs imprisoning his ears in a vise-like grip. Her hips began a slow up and down movement in rhythm to the probings of his slavering tongue. Soft mews of animal pleasure came from between her clenched teeth. She was caught in a mindless fit of uncontrolled lust and her upper torso writhed like a belly dancer's, back-down on the mattress.
Ann's mouth gaped in disbelief as she watched Julia twisting lustfully to the depraved sucking of her loins. Ann drew deeper on the hashish, feeling her mind opening like a budding jungle flower. She wasn't certain now whether the two writhing bodies on the bed were real or a figment of her imagination. It felt as though they were dancing in her head. Time and distance had suddenly become indefinable-nothing existed in the world but the scene before her. Somehow she was mystically connected to them.
Her own torso began an involuntary swaying in time to that of Julia's as her body squirmed in lewd surrender to the nerve-shattering lickings of the lips and mouth glued to her crotch. Carlos had moved behind Ann now and she could feel the length of his body pressed into her back. His arms extended around her and he was massaging and cupping her breasts in a teasing circular motion that caused her to squirm her buttocks back, hard against his loins. She could feel a stiffness growing there under his pants and when he pressed forward she could feel the full thickness of it pressing through her dress into the crevice of her buttocks. The thin folds of bunched material grated against her tiny, sensitive anus sending small warning spasms of pleasure rippling up her belly to the rising nipples of her breasts.
The last shattered remnants of her vow to run faded into nothingness as she felt a hand leave her breast and gently lower the zipper that ran down the back of her dress to her upper buttocks.
Carlos' hands slipped into the opening from behind, curling around her bare mid-section and rising to push the tight restricting bra up and away from her swollen, ripe breasts. His hands cupped the resilient mounds greedily as they came free, trapping the hardened, sensitive nipples between thumb and forefinger, squeezing until a tiny, excruciating sensation brought a gasp of surprised pleasure from her open lips. He pushed forward with his pelvis sinking his covered hardness deeper into the split of her involuntarily contracting buttocks.
Ann watched in wide-eyed wonder, her own buttocks now pushing back against Carlos, as Pete's lips began crawling up Julia's squirming body. They worked their way up slowly, pausing now and then at soft sensitive spots for a quick flick of the tongue that would bring further groans of delight and frustration from Julia's tightly clenched teeth. It was then that she could see clearly his thick fat cock protruding from his crotch. It looked as hard as the thick stump of a tree standing from the thick, curly, red pubic hair covering his slightly rounded belly. It was enormously thick and Ann shuddered as she saw it pause momentarily over Julia's wide-spread vagina. Ann thought that Pete was going to ram it into her then but he didn't. He slid slowly all the way up her slippery, sweat-soaked body and straddled her breasts. Ann could see the tight bulges squeeze out under the cheeks of Pete's fat buttocks as he sank down on them, pushing them down onto her chest. Pete's thick, fat cock stood straight out from his belly, with the rubbery, scarlet head but a few inches above Julia's gasping mouth. Pete reached one hand back behind him and with a quick flick of his wrist, shoved his middle finger deep between Julia's wide open legs, skewering it into the pink moist flanges of her cunt up to his flat palm. She jerked as he rotated it around inside, teasing the wet sensitive walls until Julia panted and gasped, breathing a moan of surrender to the lascivious plundering her body was undergoing.
Ann could see her try to squirm away from the teasing torture but Pete's knees were holding her shoulders and arms pinned tightly to the mattress. She was completely at his mercy. A lewd sadistic grin lined his lips as he reached down with his free hand and rubbed the underside of the head of his thick cock in a slow teasing circle around Julia's open lips. Her tongue flicked hungrily out from between her teeth, licking at the tiny opening in the head. A thin string of the lubricant seeping from it stretched across her open mouth. She strained forward, the cords in her neck standing out, trying to suck the teasing instrument into her mouth. But Pete laughed above her and kept it just out of reach, allowing only the tip of her tongue to lick up and down the underside on the semen-soaked ridge beneath. Julia grunted and strained until Ann could feel herself struggling with her.
Ann's breath came in time to Julia's gasps beneath the teasing cock. The muscles in her own body were as taut as bow strings as she reacted involuntarily to the maddening fondling of Carlos' hand on her. She jerked as one of his hands left her breasts to trail a slow, teasing path down the soft, unresisting belly and insert itself into the elastic band of her panties, teased thrillingly at the pubic hair rising from the vee of her crotch. It played for a moment and suddenly curled down into the moist, ready slit between her legs, the nail scraping gently at the tiny bud of her clitoris, sending it springing into quivering life. Ann jerked forward slightly as the hand curled further under her crotch, parting the soft lips of her vagina to teasingly snake its way inside the tight elastic opening of her cunt sending wild electric shocks of pleasure stabbing through her. The rigid hugeness of his cock was now pressed deep in the sweat-moistened crevice of her ass behind, throbbing as though it had a life of its own. She ground back against it, imprisoned licentiously between it and the thrusting finger teasing deep in her vagina.
Carlos began a gentle rocking motion to which her own body responded in time to the jerking hand of Pete fucking into Julia's rotating pussy in front of them.
Suddenly, there was a deep gurgling from Julia's throat on the other side of the mirror. Pete, the sadistic grin on his face widening, had taken her brutally by the hair, pulled her head up off the mattress, at the same time thrusting forward to ram the thick, turgid head of his cock deep into her gaping mouth. Ann held her breath. She was certain Julia was going to choke from the sheer size of the organ buried between her puckered lips. But she didn't. She sucked at it hungrily as though she had waited through all eternity for this magic moment.
Pete raised to his knees and with one hand holding Julia's head up by the hair and the other sunk deep into her wide-split crotch, he began buffeting her body cruelly up and down on the mattress, between his legs. Ann watched with horrified fascination as Julia's elastic lips sucked with all her might on the instrument probing into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing on the outstroke and expanding obscenely on the instroke. Her eyes were glazed with a wild-ecstatic film of animal lust that Ann had never dreamed existed. Its very rawness brought a moan to her own lips, her tongue circling them nervously as she felt the juice of her own pussy increase its flow between her legs, drenching Carlos' thrusting palm with its sticky moisture.
Carlos had seen the thick cock slither into Julia's mouth and Ann could feel his cock jerking under his pants against her in uncontrolled excitement. It was inciting him as it was her, and she gasped as he leaned forward slightly pressing his moist lips against her ear and whispered, "Bend downward-I going to fuck you behind."
"Oh God, no, I can't, I told you I can't," she panted between clenched teeth, unable to stop the rocking of her body against his hand.
"I fuck you good, and we see at the same time," he whispered again. The lewd words excited her strangely through the drugged hashish haze and she groaned in surrender as he pushed her upper body forward over the dressing table. Her muscles were like rubber and she almost fell, coming to rest on her elbows, her face resting inches from the mirror.
Her buttocks wavered in the air behind her and she shuddered as she felt Carlos' hands lift her dress above her hips, bunching it around her wasp-like waist, and draw her thin white nylon panties down over the rounded white cheeks of her ass leaving them to hang at her knees. A cool rush of air hit her backside and she suddenly flushed in shame. Her whole rear end was exposed to him, waving back in lewd invitation to any humiliation he might want to inflict on it. A last thought of Dave flickered through her conscience as she heard the metallic sound of a zipper behind her as Carlos opened his fly and his long thick cock burst into welcome freedom. There was no time for further thought. He dropped to his knees behind her straining buttocks and licked moistly down the entire length of her sweating crevice.
"Oh God," she groaned as the tantalizing licking invaded her whole crotch, teasing at her like some demon from another world. She quivered back against it, screwing her buttocks in small circles around and around to feel deliciously its complete rape of her helpless exposed loins. There was nothing in the world like this feeling. She had never known it before, it was different, it was wicked, it consumed the whole of her being and there was nothing else in the world now but the lashing tongue licking at her from behind. Wild thoughts of the dog downstairs ran through her mind and of his great slobbering tongue slithering over the naked genitals of the squirming girl. She knew what it was now and wildly reveled in its lewd tingling joy until she thought suddenly her entire body was going to explode in a thousand fragments.
Carlos stopped just in time. He slithered his tongue up the moist crevice again, over her back and to the base of her spine, following the tiny bony ridges up her back until this progress was halted by the flimsy bunched dress around her narrow waist.
He stood, and Ann suddenly quivered in fear as she felt the hugeness of the tight-swollen head of his penis press into the split between her widespread buttocks.
Oh God, he's too big, the thought raced through her suddenly fear-filled mind. He'll split me open!
Her buttocks involuntarily cringed forward drawing away from the rubbery tipped cock pressing into her from behind, but it followed. Her forehead pressed tightly against the mirror. There was nowhere else to go! Her cringing body was trapped between the glass and the searching monster behind her.
He was going to impale her! Oh God, he was going to split her!
She felt his hands close around the tops of her thighs, gripping them tightly, his fingers digging harshly into her soft white flesh.
"Reach behind-put it in," he panted.
"Oh no, no, I can't," Ann whimpered. "I just can't, it'll hurt."
"Put it in, I say!" he commanded again, digging his fingers tighter into her flesh.
"Ohhhh," Ann groaned as she felt the flesh of her thighs being squeezed into painful tight balls. She couldn't stand it. In desperation, she reached back between her legs and closed her hand over his penis. It was enormous! Even far bigger than she had imagined! She could never take it all!
He squeezed again, this time bringing a louder sound of pain from her tortured lips. She tearfully placed the blunt, throbbing head against the tight elastic opening of her vagina, biting down hard on her lower lip to hold back the tears of fright that were beginning to brim her eyes. She felt it begin a slow prodding and working against the set open lips, parting them and forcing its way inside the tight restricting ring of flesh that jealously guarded the entrance to her secret passage. There was a great stretching feeling in her loins as though the tender lips of her vagina were being pulled asunder-then suddenly she felt her thighs swept apart and Carlos' long thick cock slithered into her hot throbbing passage like the trunk of a tree. The heavy weight of his loins crashed hard against her buttocks ,pushing her face brutally against the mirror.
"Aaagggh!" she strangled through clenched teeth. Her vaginal passage was on fire. The great penis penetrating it felt like a great drill tunneling deep into her belly. Ann struggled and swung her buttocks in vain to escape the cruel impalement; it was no use. Carlos had skewered into her up to the hilt, she was a hopeless prisoner, stuck on the end of his rock-hard cock like a mounted insect. Ann's lips opened and closed in sensation and torment. Her cunt walls were afire from the unaccustomed size of the instrument imbedded in her belly. It felt as though he had penetrated all the way to her breasts. She moaned against the mirror, small circles of fog arising from the heat of her breath.
Through the daze of her pain, she saw Julia's soft lips on the other side of the mirror, clasping hungrily the growing white penis sawing into her mouth. The thin, elastic rim of her lips clung to it as though held there by some unseen fingers. Pete grinned lewdly above her as he fucked her mouth and watched Julia's lust-contorted face suck and lick at it like a child devouring a sucker. She had freed both hands now and had placed them behind Pete's swaying buttocks, one cheek in each hand, and was pulling them demoniacally to her. Ann could see fluid dripping from the corners of her mouth and running in tiny rivulets down her hollowing cheeks. Julia was reveling in the cruel humiliation Pete was subjecting her to-a masochistic light shining strangely in her glazed eyes.
Behind her, gasping and panting with delight Carlos began to rock rhythmically and gently in and out of the soft confines of her vagina. Gradually the pain eased and Ann, too, began to feel a strange masochistic pleasure ripple through her. Watching Julia succumbing to the depraved sucking of Pete's thick prick, coupled with the ravishment of her own cunt by a strange man was sending unfamiliar thrills of wicked pleasure coursing through her entire being. She began to undulate her buttocks lasciviously in circles in rhythm to the long thick cock fucking into her from behind.
"Oh God," she breathed suddenly back at him. "I like it, I like it, go on, go on!"
Standing over her bent body, Carlos gritted his teeth and worked in and out with long, hard lunges that seemed to receive their momentum from the very tips of his toes. A feeling of absolute power rippled through him as he held her hips down in total subjection to the rock-hard cock skewering relentlessly into her. He could feel the soft fleshy ridges deep inside her giving way before the merciless onslaught of his piston-like cock.
His fingers gripped her harder, squeezing the soft, unresisting thighs with sadistic strength, hurting her, squeezing groans from her tortured throat as she struggled helplessly beneath his mastery of her mind and body.
He stretched the quivering moons of her buttocks wide with his fingers, watching in the dim light coming through the mirror, the pink folds of wet glistening flesh clinging tightly around his rampant instrument. He levered forward suddenly on the tips of his toes sinking the plunging shaft the last remaining inch, he could feel the fleshy resistance deep inside spread before the sensitive, engorged head of his prick, bringing a soft, explosive sound from her lips as though the wind had been knocked from her. He sensed she had never been fucked this deep before and he routed the head around deep inside, enlarging the virginal end of her channel and feeling its squeezing clasp gripping his rigidity like warm elastic. The soft enveloping tightness brought a tingle of delight shooting through his balls. His prick encased in the warm clasping sheath pulsated with lewd pleasure.
Ann's eyes opened and closed in a lost glaze of passion. She spread her thighs wider, moving her feet apart, stretching witth difficulty the flimsy silk panties still hanging at her knees. She lowered her buttocks, forcing Carlos, behind her, to alter his position and follow her grinding buttocks to a shallower level. She could feel with obscene delight the cool metal of his zipper pressed tight into the cheeks of her buttocks as he strove deep inside her, the rough material of the pants pressed harsly against the backs of her thighs. The bushy, springy pubic hair around the base of his prick brushed tantalizingly against the soft inner edges of her ass. She dropped from her elbows to the flatness of the dressing table so that her breasts were squashed tightly against it and began to slowly rotate her upper torso. The hardness of the surface stung her tiny nipples into a greater hardness as she felt the tunneling instrument behind her embed its full length inside her. The distended, spongy head grazed against the flat hardness of her cervix, probing deep, deep where no one had before. Forgotten was the humiliation of bending like a slave while a stranger raped her from behind, venting his lust in her delighted crotch, forgotten were the ruined panties hanging at her knees-a lowered flag of her surrender-panties she had bought for Dave's homecoming All that mattered, now, was the obscene pleasure coursing through her like a fire out of control. She wanted to be fucked like this, she wanted to be subjected to any lewd demands placed on her pleasure-wracked body.
Julia before her eyes was sucking at Pete's white expanding cock like a wild woman. To Ann's lust-glazed gaze, the thick, pummeling instrument seemed to disappear into a strange, lengthened fusion of Julia's face as Pete drove with hollowing buttocks forward like a piled river, sinking far into Julia's mouth until the coarse red hair of his loins brushed the tip of her nose. His balls dancing beneath, slapped in unison with his thrusts hard against her upraised chin.
Dimly, Ann thought, God! He's going to strangle her! He's going to come in her mouth until his hot sticky fluid floods into her mouth in torrents. He'll kill her! He'll kill her!
And as she watched, horrified, Pete jerked his cock suddenly from Julia's sucking lips, holding the huge, red gland about two inches away, and with an expiring groan from his wet, red lips, it began spewing hot, sticky cum directly into her wide-open mouth Ann groaned at the obscene picture of Julia's self-inflicted humiliation, as Pete's cock throbbed out its last remaining spurts of liquid.
As she watched Julia desperately lift her head off the bed to take the deflating penis between her lips, Ann felt Carlos' hands pulling at her hips from behind. She limply allowed her body to be pulled away from the dressing table and the passion-stimulating sight of her friend's ravishment through the mirror. He had turned her body now and with his hands on her back kept her in a bent position as he forced her to waddle, stiff-legged before him, toward the bed faintly visible in the dim light that came through the mirror. Carlos moved slowly, joggling her still-impaled body on the end of his extended cock. The strength of his fingers gripping her hips and upper thighs kept her from slipping off him and losing the lustful coupling of their bodies. He paused at the edge of the bed.
"Crawl up," he commanded from behind her. "Despacio-so he not come out."
Ann's resistance was completely crushed now and she complied obediently, lifting first one knee and then the other to the resilient mattress. Then, she was kneeling on the bed; Carlos stood behind her with his huge cock still buried deep in the crevice of her vagina.
"Go forward," he whispered again.
She tried to, but lost her balance and fell face down on the bed dragging him with her. His weight crushed her smaller body into the mattress and his penis-from the force of the fall-rammed forward to jab painfully against the blunt, solid edge of her crevix.
Ann gave a sharp cry at the sudden, sharp pain. Her legs flung wide to alleviate the hurt, her toes digging fruitlessly into the soft mattress. She clenched her buttocks tightly together in an attempt to keep his thick tormenting instrument from penetrating deeper. She couldn't stand the pain.
"Come up," he hissed from behind. "It's pulling out."
"I-I can't. Oh God, I can't. It's killing me!" she whimpered into the mattress.
"We'll turn over, it's slipping out."
She could feel his sucking withdrawal between her legs and the cool rush of air to her tortured loins, suddenly freed from the weight of his body. She moaned in relief, but it was only momentary. The pain that existed before was replaced by a different pain ... that of unsatisfied desire. The wild ache that had filled her while watching Julia being skewered from behind, returned at the same time, only in greater force. Her body mindlessly followed the dictates of his hands as they coursed over her, removing her clothing. The remains of her torn panties-bought for her husband's homecoming-were pulled hurriedly from her calves. She rolled over quickly to allow the thin summer dress to be drawn over her head. And she heard through the haze of the hashish cigarette, its soft rustle as it was thrown hurriedly to the floor. Magic hands snatched the bra away and she could feel the cool rush of air over her whole body now as the large, firm orbs were freed from their nylon-strapped prison. There was nothing else left-she was totally naked except for her black high heeled pumps-her quivering white nudity was completely at Carlos' mercy.
In the distance, she could hear the hurried rustle of clothing being stripped from Carlos' body as she trembled nakedly, half fear and half impatience. Then ... a slight movement of the bed ... hands searching over her-pulling her thighs wide apart ... the mattress sagging slightly from a weight crawling between her spread legs ... urgent hands parting the lips of her throbbing vagina ... and suddenly the blunt stab of a fiery pole of flesh.
Her whole body twitched and writhed uncontrollably as she groaned in abandoned welcome to the deliciously-punishing instrument sinking deep into her cunt. Her face contorted with passion, cries of ecstasy escaped her tightly-clenched teeth.
"Oh-Oh God!" she gasped as Carlos' hands slipped under the rounded moons of her buttocks, raising them and at the same time, straining his cock forward into her with all the strength of his hips and thighs. She was moaning incoherently and wound her warm and smooth legs around his hips as he thrust into her. The smooth, velvet folds of her vagina held him, squeezing tightly around his rigid column, until she could feel every inch of skin on his rigid, pulsing cock. This madness she had never known-a total surrender to the lure of the flesh. Her drugged mind reveled in her wickedness and she screwed her buttocks up tight against his pelvis until she could feel the tantalizing tightness of his balls pressed hard into the wet, wide-stretched crevice below her vagina. The soft, hair-covered skin danced teasingly against the sensitive outer rings of her tiny naked anus sending shivers of lewd delight surging through her fluttering nerve-ends.
There was nothing else in the world, no tomorrow, no yesterday, no Dave, nothing but this deep dark hole of lust and flesh, of belly smacking against belly, crotch grinding against crotch.
"Ooooh yes, yes, fuck it hard, darling, fuck it hard, give it to me!" she begged, gasping. She was approaching orgasm and her body had become something animal, no longer human as she twisted and contorted, spreading her legs wide apart and then pulling them up to her shoulders, bending them at the knees, spurring him on like a wild stallion with the heels of her shoes digging into his hard-muscled buttocks.
Ann saw the flash of light as the lamps in the room flicked on and clenched her eyes tightly to block it out. Through the haze of hashish and passion she was vaguely aware of someone entering the room but nothing mattered except the body driving it into her from above.
"God damn," she heard a voice like Pete's breate, "look at Miss Frigid go!"
"I told you to be patient, dear, the hashish would get to her," a Julia-like voice laughed triumphantly. "Think you'll like having a little of that?"
"Man, is she tender! If Carlos don't fuck her to death, I will. Let's call Ramon and some of the others. We shouldn't leave our host out of something this good."
"That's fine with me," the Julia-voice answered through Ann's haze. "I want to see the stuck-up little bitch screwed within an inch of her life. She's been Miss Bigstuff around the office too long. It'll be good for her to be taken down a peg or two."
The puzzling voices continued as the remarks became more lewd by the minute, but it didn't matter. Her body was white-hot. Her head flailed from side to side wildly, her mouth open in abandon. The onlookers were forgotten as she swung her thighs up and clasped Carlos' hips with the backs of her calves, winding her tapered legs all the way around his body. Her ankles locked tightly together high on his back, spiraling her ravenously hungry vagina up the full length of his slippery, plunging shaft.
"By God, look at that tight little pussy climb!" the Pete voice gasped hotly as a bright orange flash filled the room. "Don't split it, Carlos boy, don't split it. Save some for Big Daddy here."
Ann's body drove on unheeding. She was almost ready to come and could not stop. Tiny relentless devils danced deep in her belly probing the hot, tingling walls of her oozing vagina with the fiery tips of their three-pronged forks. Sweat was pouring from her body as she strove wildly for the end-an infinitesimal second away.
And then-and then-it happened.
Carlos clamped his mouth tightly down on hers, starting a long, low groan that swelled to a shout as he began spewing his hot sperm deep up into her hot, slippery passage. She could feel it jet into her in great gushing torrents-deflating his jerking penis with each white hot spurt. She was still just seconds away.
"Noooo! Nooo! Darling, wait! Wait! Please, wait for me!" she sobbed her frustration into his mouth. But it was useless. She squeezed her buttocks up against a softening penis which had lost its mastery over her seething emotions. Her spiked heels pounded desperately into Carlos' spent body. With an empty groan, he rolled from between her still gyrating thighs to lie exhausted beside her.
Ann was beside herself now, the end was so near and yet so far. She kicked her legs wide out in the air, her own hands manipulating ineffectually the hair-lined slit between her thighs. She dug into herself greedly, trying to reach the impossible depths of the vanquished cock that had a moment before betrayed her to the demons of unfulfillment.
The bright orange flashes struck again as suddenly her ankles were grasped by heavy hands.
"Come on, baby, Big Daddy's gonna show you what a fuckin' is like."
She gasped at the force in the powerful fingers and looked up through the narrow, hazy slits of lust-smoked eyes.
It was Pete! His flushed, jowled face leered at her from between her wide-held thighs, a cruel animal lust in his eyes that momentarily froze Ann's quivering body into stillness. She lay immobile as a cornered mouse before a stalking cat, stoically waiting to be devoured by it. He levered her unresisting legs up off the bed in an arc far back over her head, pressing the toes of her feet harshly into the mattress on either side of her shoulders. Her tortured body was bent back double, the pain of her strained muscles almost unbearable. The glistening, flattened plane of her crotch was presented like a bound maiden in sacrificial offering. He was poised over her in a push-up position, his hands holding her ankles back to the bed, his thick rejuvenated cock aimed straight at her helpless upturned split.
"Ram it to her, Pete," the Julia voice spat venomously through her pain. "Jam it up to her tits. I want a good shot of this."
"What'll it be baby, suck or fuck?" He snarled down at her, cruelly.
Ann shuddered-torn between the hot desire scorching her still throbbing vagina and the quick twinge of shame and humiliation that flickered through her confused thoughts. She rolled her head from side to side, tears of frustration streaming down the edges of her cheeks.
"Well, come on, Miss Frigid," Pete taunted the squirming girl held in the helpless, lewd position. "Big Daddy wants to dip it now."
"Fuck me!" Ann hissed between clenched teeth, the fire licking through her loins spurred on by her sheer helplessness and the obscene position in which he was holding her. Through glazed, heavy lidded eyes she could see a faint form standing over them by the edge of the bed. It looked like Julia ... others were there too but she could not make out the faint, blurred images and now it wasn't important; the fire of unfulfilled lust raged out of control in her pulsating cunt and nothing else mattered.
Julia smiled and tripped the camera she was holding again and again. A smile of triumph lined her lips.
"Go on! Fuck it! Fuck it, I said!" Ann screamed again as Pete's leering form and wiggled her buttocks at him in lewd unmistakable invitation.
He needed no further invitation. His heavy body dropped down on her twisting form like a sack of cement, smashing her full, tight breasts tightly back onto her chest. His thick pole plunged into her hungry waiting cunt like a battering ram, pushing the unresisting moist folds of flesh in rippling waves before its cruel searching head.
Ann cried aloud at the quick brutal impalement, surprised by its thickness. But it was only momentary, the greedy moist walls clasped around the fleshy cudgel hungrily, slithering up wetly to devour its length to the hilt. His balls smacked into the wet crevice of her buttocks. She groaned in relief at the filling of her stretched passage as he began a heavy deep thrusting into her grinding cunt. Her head rolled wildly from side to side, her mouth opened in abandoned ecstasy. It didn't take long. She had been so close before and with the thick, expanding cock digging into her like a jack-hammer, the cords on her neck suddenly tightened in an unmistakable sign.
"I-I'm coming! Oh God, I'm coming! Fuck harder! Fuck harder!" she pleaded in a voice shrill with passion. "I'm coming-aaaaah!" Her hands darted behind his driving buttocks, pulling him in maniacal frenzy deeper and deeper into her spread crotch. Her cum-juice flowed wetly out around his still driving prick, flowing down the crevice of her buttocks and flooding his balls as they rubbed rhythmically against her tight puckered anus.
"Give it to her, Pete," the Julia voice goaded excitedly from somewhere in the distance. "Shoot it in her!"
Spurred on by Ann's twisting body below, he dug more deeply into her, forcing her tortured legs farther and farther back over her head, doubling her in half, fucking into her like a pile-driving machine out of control. Bright flashes filled the room again as Ann, beneath him, continued to grunt out her climax, the juices still flowing in unrestricted spurts down the full quivering cheeks of her bouncing ass.
Above her, Pete groaned and she could feel the hot waves of his sperm shooting deep up into her dilating womb, mixing lasciviously with the pool Carlos had throbbed into her before. Her head whirled in depraved sensuality as the hot, powerful squirts surged wildly into her, filling her to the bursting point with its sticky whiteness. The hot, wet walls of her vagina clasped and unclasped desperately, milking at the jerking organ like a sucking, starving mouth. Ann's firm young body was drained of everything, her limbs collapsed loosely on the bed as Pete's grip on her legs was released. She lay spread-eagled as she felt the heavy weight lift from her and the cool rush of air over her sweat-soaked form. The Julia voice spoke in the distance as she faded to deep peaceful unconsciousness.
"Take a turn, Ramon, and see what you can do for some imaginative shots that I need."