Chapter 5
Jill paused after opening the door to her apartment. From Cindy's bedroom, she could hear slapping sounds, hoarse chuckles and her roommate's giggles. For the first time, she was interested in what went on behind those closed doors.
"Stick it up my pussy!" she heard Cindy cry out. "Ohhhh, that's so big and hard!"
Jill felt her heart skip a beat. Was she so brazen that she would even consider going in there? Yet, a lot had happened to her in the past twenty-four hours.
"Cindy?" she asked, knocking on the door. "Can I come in?"
When she got no response, she cautiously pushed the door open. The spectacle before her caused her to freeze in her tracks, made her mouth fly open.
Cindy was spread-eagled, standing, her wrists and ankles knotted with ropes. The ends of the ropes were attached somewhere behind the curtains of the wall-length window. In front of her stood a dark, muscular man, his back to Jill. In his right hand was a long, black stick. He was shoving it in and out of Cindy's oozing cunt.
Jill watched the man's tight, hairy ass for a few moments before reacting. The man's rounded cheeks rippled with contractions as he thrust his hand forward.
"Jill!" Cindy finally spluttered, looking at her roommate with a glazed expression. "Wha-what are you doing here? I thought you and Larry ..."
The man whirled around and looked embarrassed. But not for long. His glance took in Jill's ripened, upturned tits, her long, lean legs, and finally the dark look of hunger in her emerald-green eyes.
"Hi," he said at last, "care to join us?"
"My . . . God," Jill said, hardly hearing him.
Her eyes were on Cindy, the way she was tied up. And that big, long stick shoved halfway up her cunt. "My God," she repeated, running the tip of her pink tongue over her lips.
"This is Brad," Cindy giggled. "He's a cop friend of mine. He's here preserving the . . . peace."
Jill let her eyes crawl over Cindy's body, could almost feel the ropes as they cut into Cindy's delicate flesh. She then let her gaze fall back to Cindy's pussy, watched the cunt-lips part to allow the massive stick to jab forward.
Something clicked in Jill's mind. A cop. Perhaps he could help her find Tony. But Tony could wait. Everything could wait.
Without another word, Jill began tugging at her clothes, feeling her insides churn with lust. Maybe when Brad was finished with Cindy, he could work on her. What would it be like, to have that big stick rammed up her cunt, to be tied up like that?
"I ... I want it, too," she said, slipping out of her panties and walking over. "Is it . . . okay, Cindy?"
"Mmmmm, he's man enough for five or six," Cindy gasped. "But don't interrupt him. My pussy is about to have an attack."
Jill stood next to Brad and took in his good looks. He was tall and meaty, his muscular body covered with short, black hairs. His square face was surrounded by a shock of tight, curly black hair. His eyes were golden-brown. And that cock! As it stood straight up like a charmed snake, it slapped his hairy, flat stomach. A glistening drop of clear fluid seeped from his cum-hole.
"I've never sucked off a cop," she said. "Do you mind?"
Before Brad could answer, Jill dropped to her knees and grabbed his prick. She pulled the wet cock-head into her throat and raked her nails over his tight, small ass.
"That's Jill," Cindy said, looking at Brad. "She was the one I was telling you about."
"Hi . . . Jill . . . suck," Brad said, flinching. He watched her gobble forward, take the full length of his cock into her throat. "Jesus God," he muttered, dropping his left hand to her head, pushing her face harder into his crotch. "Two of you ..."
"Mmmmmmmm," Jill gurgled, wallowing her tongue around Brad's stiff shaft. She pulled her head back and let his prick flop upward. As she kissed between his dangling, hard balls, she gave another throaty groan of pleasure.
"Fuck me some more," Cindy said to Brad. "Come on, ram that big nightstick up my pussy, you bastard!"
"Hang on," Brad grunted, his full concentration on what Jill was doing. "I . . . I've never had it this way before."
"Tie me up, too," Jill murmured. "Ohhhh, do us both at the same time."
Brad left the nightstick dangling in Cindy's cunt and looked around the room. He yanked a pillowcase off a pillow on the bed and ripped it to shreds. With trembling hands, he tied Jill's hands behind her back, then wrapped strips of cloth around her feet and legs. He tied the two knots together, pulling the slack, causing her back to arch.
"Wait a second," he said to Jill when she lunged forward, toward his crotch, her mouth wide. "I'm not finished."
Brad took two long strips of cloth and wrapped them around her tits. As they turned white under the pressure, he draped the ends of the material over her shoulders and tied them firmly around her neck. He then grabbed her arms and pulled her in front of him.
"Now suck me, cocksucker," he said, thrusting his hips forward.
He grabbed the handle of the nightstick and stabbed it forward, grinding it into Cindy's pussy.
Both women screamed with pleasure at the same time. Cindy's voice was loud, gurgling. Jill's shriek was lost in the thickness of Brady's crotch hair.
"Ohhhh . . . fuck," Brad grunted, now quickly thrusting his hips forward, doing the same with the ebony stick. "Suck . . . fuck . . . God, yes!"
Jill felt almost as excited as when she'd been with Tony. And every move she made reminded her of the time she'd spent with him. The strips of cloth were tight, cutting into her skin. And the way he had them wrapped around her tits caused her soft mounds to jut upward. When she lowered her head, she could feel both her nipples vibrate against the underside of her chin. Already her pussy was steaming with ecstasy, causing electric-like jolts to throb into her insides.
She gave a low moan as she locked her lips around the thick root of his hairy cock. The tip of his shaft was vibrating in her throat. His wiry crotch hairs tickled the insides of her nose.
"You take cum in the mouth?" Brad said a few seconds later.
"Mmmmm-hmmmmmm," Jill gasped, sucking up and down his trembling shaft.
"Wow, that's great," he said. "I . . . I've got a thick load just begging to blow into that sweet throat of yours."
While Jill sucked on his prick furiously, writhing against the bonds that held her, Brad leaned forward and kissed Cindy on the mouth. While he thrust his tongue in and out, he jabbed the nightstick a little harder into her slippery cunt.
"Suck it and fuck it," he grunted, his muscles tightening, his flesh beading with sweat. "Take it all, you cum-licking whores!"
Jill couldn't believe how delicious his massive cock tasted. Just as big as Tony's, it pulsated with hot blood, completely filled her throat. And each time he thrust his cock between her lips, she felt her pussy churn with greater excitement. Already she was damp between her legs.
"Aaahhhhhhh!" she groaned, gulping forward, holding herself there. Her climax seemed to crawl over her fluttering cunt-lips, then ooze from her opening. "Mmmfffff!" she choked, biting into the hairs of his crotch.
"Ohhhh . . . fuck!" Brad cried out, throwing his head to one side. He tried to hold back his cum-load, but it was impossible. Jill's sucking mouth was like a vacuum, practically yanked his jism from his nuts. "Take . . . it . . . now, you cock-licking slut!"
At the very second that her climax culminated in a near-painful release, Jill felt the back of her throat flood with warm, pulsating masses of cum. She swallowed quickly, but not quickly enough to make room for more of his juices. Globs of cum shot upward, behind her nose, then spurted from both nostrils. As the twin, glistening streams melted over her lips and hung like spider webs from her chin, lumps of jism boiled into her cheeks.
"Fuck meeeeee!" she heard Cindy scream out, as if from a far distance. "Shove that stick up my pussy and stick it into my brains!"
"Jesus . . . fucking . . . Christ!" Brad groaned, biting down on Cindy's shoulder. The pressure inside his balls seemed to build with each suck of Jill's mouth. "Eat on it, baby! Lick every fucking drop into that hot, cocksucking mouth!"
Jill sucked out his cum, gargling the fluid. Each quick suck brought her greater pleasure, filled her entire body with rippling sensations of release. Finally, she gulped the last of his jism into her mouth and rested her forehead against his stomach. A soft moan blew some of the cum into his cock hairs.
After her pleasure had subsided, she pulled back and turned her head to one side. She watched the long stick move in and out of her roommate's pussy, saw the tiny opening stretch painfully. With cum dripping from her lips, she moved her head closer to Cindy's body, then kissed the swollen mound of her cunt.
"Fuck me . . . now," Jill murmured. "Ohhhh ... I ... I want it, too."
Brad pulled the nightstick out of Cindy's limp body and thrust the end of it between Jill's lips.
"Suck on this a little," he said, holding the back of her head with his left hand. "It's just oozing with cunt juice. Come on, lick it down."
When the hard texture of the stick stretched her lips, Jill felt another shiver of pleasure. It was almost like a cock, but in a way better. It tasted of Cindy's warm body, perfumed and creamy.
When she had licked the nightstick clean, Brad pulled it out, then shoved Jill's face against Cindy's spent pussy.
"Suck on her cunt and I'll fuck you from behind," he said, quickly kneeling down. He positioned himself behind Jill and guided his cock into the crack of her ass. "Want it in here?" he grunted, blasting his cockhead into her greasy, puckered shitter.
"Goddddd!" Jill screamed into Cindy's pussy. She'd never felt such delicious pain before. With her legs tied together, it made entry of his cock almost impossible. Almost. It bored into her asshole like a cattle prod. "Yes," she moaned. "Stick it to me! Fuck me everywhere, you big bull!"
As more of his cock stabbed into her asshole, Jil licked into Cindy's pussy faster. The slippery walls of Cindy's cunt hugged her tongue, drew her further inside. Again, she felt the mounting pressure of climax.
"Mmmmmm, fuck me hard," Jill gasped, rolling the tip of her tongue over Cindy's clit. "Fuck me in both holes . . . cock and that stick ..."
Brad reached around Jill's body with the stick and thrust the tip of it up her pussy. As about six inches of it pierced her insides, he lunged forward, driving the entire length of his cock into her ass.
"There!" he grunted. "Every fucking bit of it . . . inside you, slut!"
Jill thought the top of her head would blow off. Pleasure surged into her body, mixing with pain, filling her with a hunger she found almost unbearable. She began chewing and biting Cindy's cunt, jerking her body around.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Jill panted, her eyes half-closing with desire. "Ohhhh . . . yes!. Make it good! Make it hurt!"
While Brad hammered his cock in and out of Jill's tiny ass canal, he jabbed the nightstick up harder into her cunt. And although he found it difficult to believe, his balls were again throbbing with a hard pressure.
"Fuck it, baby," he groaned, lapping his tongue against the back of Jill's neck. "Lick pussy and fuck this cock and stick. All the way in your cum- loving guts."
Jill squirmed her ass around, then froze. A massive convulsion of raw pleasure tore into her guts with savage force. She inhaled quickly, breathing in the aroma of Cindy's pussy. Then she gave a loud, gurgling scream into Cindy's pink, throbbing cunt.
By now, Cindy had come to life again. She was twisting her ass around, tightening her cunt muscles in order to trap Jill's tongue. And when she heard her friend's scream of release, her own climax drilled around her exploding clit.
"Eat me!" Cindy cried out, throwing her head to one side. Her wrists and ankles turned white as she yanked against the ropes that held her. "Stick your tongue in . . . and . . . and . . . fuck it to me like a big, hard cock!"
Jill felt Brad's head nudge against her own, then she shivered as his coarse beard scraped against her cheek. She moved slightly to one side, then turned. Their mouths met and their tongues intertwined.
"Both of you!" Cindy begged, jerking her hips forward. "God ... I ... I want two tongues inside me!"
Jill and Brad faced Cindy's cunt. Then, after licking their tongues into Cindy's damp, stained hairs, they lapped into the tightly constricted hole.
"God . . . yes . . . yes," Jill groaned, still feeling Brad's cock pulsate inside her shitter. The nightstick was firmly embedded inside her swollen cunt. "Fuck me full of hot cum . . . God, I need it. . . now!"
Brad thought he would be able to hold out a lot longer, but he was dead wrong. With a pussy to eat on, and a sucking asshole wrapped around his throbbing cock, it made the pressure inside his balls agony. The slightest move caused electric-like jolts of pain to sear into his loins. Finally, he let himself go completely. As he blasted his hips up- ward, grinding his prick savagely into her shitter, he felt the first wad splatter up his cock shaft.
"Take . . . take it, whore!" he grunted, biting into the loose folds of Cindy's cunt skin next to Jill's lapping tongue. "Gonna screw you . . . fucking .. . full, bitch."
Jill couldn't imagine anything better than what happened next. As she ate on her roommate's sweet pussy, her shitter suddenly was filled with Brad's cum. And her pussy vibrated firmly around the nightstick. Suddenly, she began screaming as if she were on fire. Her body jerked and writhed so violently that the cloth that held her wrists together at her back snapped.
"Fuck meeeeee!" she screamed, wrapping one arm around Cindy, the other around Brad's waspish waist. She crushed their bodies against herself, sandwiching them around her. "Mmmmmm . . . fuck!" she screamed again, another orgasm riddling her guts.
"Screw it, baby," Brad gasped, kissing back and forth from Cindy's boiling pussy to Jill's moaning mouth. "Take every drop up your asshole and suck it to your brains."
Jill felt as if she had climaxed for a delicious eternity. Just when she was sure it was all over, another thundering sensation would hit her, leaving her gasping with raw satisfaction. Finally, her body went limp from sheer exhaustion. She slipped from between them and fell on her side. As she did, Brad's cock slowly eased out of her shitter and slipped up against her back.
"Ohhh . . . Jesus," she groaned, "that . . . that was good. Ohhhhh . . . Tony, I want you . . . want you ..."
"Tony?" Brad murmured, plopping down on his ass. "Who the fuck is Tony?"
"He came in my store," Jill said, her voice sounding far away. "And . . . and he fucked me. God, did he fuck me."
"You mean that guy that tied you up and . . . and raped you?" Cindy said, suddenly coming to life.
"Yes, him," Jill said.
"But he tied you up and raped you," Cindy said again, her expression puzzled.
"Well?" Jill giggled. "You're tied up, and I don't see you complaining."
"Yeah, but I want it," Cindy said.
"And I want it too," Jill replied.
"Hey, what's going on here?" Brad asked.
When Jill explained, interrupted at times by Cindy's confused remarks, Brad shook his head.
"You mean this guy comes in your store and rapes you and you . . . you want to find him?" he asked, his face a picture of disbelief.
"Do you know how I could find him?" Jill asked, feeling her heart skip a beat. "I mean, you being a cop and all."
"I don't know," Brad said, his voice uneasy. "If he's got a record, I guess I could. You could go look at some mug shots. But I don't think it's very smart."
"Why?" Jill asked. "I just want to find out where he lives and-"
"And have him rape you again?" Cindy asked, her voice hard. Sometimes she wondered about Jill. Miss Priss, and all of a sudden acting like this!
"Can you rape a willing person?" Jill asked, then giggled.
"Well, if that's what you want," Brad said at last, "I guess I'll help you find him."
"Good," Jill said, her heart now pounding. "When can we start?"
"There's a price to pay," Brad said, a hungry look in his eye.
"What's that?"
"Let me show you," he said, his voice hoarse with lust.