Chapter 10
Al placed tape over my mouth. "You need to keep quiet during your boyfriend's visit. I wouldn't want you raising a commotion. That would surely spoil the fun." He stepped back and took a critical view of his job. "Perfect. I'll stash you in the second bedroom. He ought to be here momentarily. No doubt he saw me handcuff you. That alone should have sent a red alert."
I blinked.
He grinned. "I knew all along you'd been in the sack with your brother-in-law. No wonder you made that sizable cash withdrawal and skipped town. Were you off to some love nest? Huh?"
Incapable of speech, I couldn't disprove his charges. Repudiation was of no value. I had no intention of describing my involvement with Mike. I only prayed he would arrive soon and nail that mother-fucker.
The sound of a key entering a lock signaled us. A gorgeous redhead in a tight-fitting dress strutted into the room with all the arrogance she could muster. Her tits jutted like missiles. Her legs were exquisite. She had on a pair of fuck-me shoes: strapped, high-heeled spikes. The scent of her killer perfume wafted. She regarded me with a sniff. One didn't require a college degree to conclude that that was Debbie.
A smile formed on her sensual lips. Her green eyes glittered. "She came to us. Excellent. That simplifies things."
"I'm going to tuck her into the guest bedroom. Her boyfriend ought to be here any second. Detain him, as only you know how."
Debbie smirked. "If he's anything like his brother, that should prove interesting."
Her vampishness frosted me. I could understand how she mesmerized my husband. She was a tantalizing creature.
Al ignored my disgusted look. "I'll sneak from behind and clobber him," he explained to his shapely accomplice. "We'll go get the money and split."
Debbie nodded.
Al lifted me as though I were feather-light and carried me over his shoulder. I physically ached from the rough sex we'd had. My pussy was incredibly sore, but happy. Some of Al's jism seeped during my transportation. He paid no notice to the creamy ooze. I tumbled over a king-sized bed. My ass bounced on the mattress.
Al left the door ajar, allowing for an extensive crack. He obviously needed to keep tabs on Debbie and Mike. From my position, I had a clear view of the front room.
Al sat beside me and leered. "Let the game begin."
The bell sounded. Debbie went to answer it, swerving her hips to great effect. I presumed she was a professional. I couldn't have possibly copied those complex steps with the same aplomb.
"May I help you?" she purred to my dumbstruck brother-in-law.
She instantly entranced and confused Mike. He plainly expected to barge in on Al, and was confronted by the-likes of Debbie. Her sexiness disarmed him. He couldn't neglect her sensational curves, nor the sexual lilt of her voice.
"Excuse me," he said, reclaiming the power of speech. "I must have the wrong apartment."
Debbie gave him a come-hither smile. "Whom were you looking for?"
"Al Majerski."
"Then you have the right place." She threw back the door. "He'll return momentarily. Please, make yourself comfortable."
Mike seemed perplexed. I could feel him scan the room, searching for evidence of a struggle. Debbie remained relaxed and in charge of the situation. She permitted him complete access.
Al glanced at me. "She's hot, isn't she?" he whispered. "But wait. It'll get even better."
I writhed on the bed. He stilled me with his hand. Movement became impossible. The tape extinguished my whimper. I had no way of alerting Mike to Al's trap. The slivered view of Mike and Debbie kept me informed.
Debbie acted quickly. She stepped out of her sexy attire, baring her curvaceous flesh. She was proud of her body, and obviously pleased by Mike's stunned reaction. The color that accentuated his cheeks verified his frustration.
"Now, wait a minute," he blurted, recognizing the ambush that they had plotted. "Keep those clothes on, doll. I don't want trouble."
Debbie projected a sultry look as she unhooked her bra. "You're an extremely attractive man. I just can't help myself."
Her sexiness immobilized him. Walking up to him, she pushed him onto the very sofa where Al fucked me. Mike dropped onto the cushion, mute.
Debbie centered her gaze at his crotch. She saw the hard-on he sported. I couldn't blame him for popping a boner. That bitch warranted a fierce reaction. She was electrifying, to say the least. "Mmmmm," she murmured, taking stock of his equipment. "We'll have to take care of that."
Mike trembled in his seat. Chasing me and Al down ranked of lesser importance. My ego deflated. I couldn't believe he was so taken with her. I recalled, however, that Al and I had-likely steamed the lens of his telescope a mere half hour before. The limitations of his inner strength underwent brutal testing. Debbie's seductive greeting sealed his doom.
Her panties descended her trim thighs. She deliberately prolonged their removal so that his taste buds screamed. Her red fur shimmered in the fractured light. Her female scent wafted. Even I could detect its aroma from my position. She had gotten juicy, contemplating her surrender. Mike had given her a ferocious appetite. I couldn't fault her for that.
Boldly, she tossed her panties at him. Her sassy demeanor did not waver.
His Adam's apple rippled. His powerful chest enlarged from increased breathing.
Debbie retained her high heels. She approached him, daring his hands to come up and grope her perfumed flesh. Her tits shifted in an appetizing manner. Her nipples protruded thickly from those luscious globes.
Mike's arms were limp at his sides. Debbie silently straddled him. She deposited that sumptuous ass in his lap. My brother-in-law made no effort to push her away. Slowly, she unbuttoned his shirt and saw the dark fuck that blanketed his chest.
"I'm yours, baby," she said, steered her nipples to his mouth. "A gift, from Al. He wants you to enjoy me." She dragged her stiff peaks over his face. "And I want that opportunity."
Mike gradually surrendered. Having those tits in his face and being subjected the aroma of wet pussy eroded his will power. "Come here," he gruffly ordered. He wrapped her nude body with those bands of muscle. His mouth roughly covered hers. He immediately sought her warmth with his tongue.
Debbie moaned, writhing on his lap. She pressed herself to his lips, enjoying that roaming tongue. Beneath her squirming ass, his dick bulged. She pelted him with her groin, accelerating its development.
I grew warm from the progress Debbie made. Despite my total loathing of her, I couldn't dispute how she riled my hormones.
She similarly influenced Al. I studied his handsome profile in the dim light. A leer creased his face. His fingers sought my erect nipples. I shivered as he stroked them. Joy streamed through my body. The tape muffled my sob.
Mike's tongue eventually came out of her mouth. He shifted to her neck, where Debbie received provoking kisses and stirring suction. He took handfuls of tit, showing delicacy while tweaking the rigid nipples.
Her head veered back as Mike mouthed her throat. "Ohhhh," she sobbed, defeated by that rush. Her red hair tumbled over her shoulders and swayed across her bare back.
Mike ravaged her trembling body, traveling south. He snapped up her rock-hard nipples and sucked them ferociously. She whimpered as his grabbing lips caught and pulled at her tingling flesh. He so stimulated her with his feverish grope that she automatically discounted the roughness he employed. He buried his groans in her malleable curves.
I thought her boobs would be the target of his frenzied salivation, but Mike wandered across her velvety stomach and shoved his face into those fragrant curls. He divided her soaked lips with his nose, then stabbed her with his tongue. A moist sound resulted.
"Ohhhh," Debbie gasped at his abrupt spearing. She pressed herself into that limber tip. Her trim thighs framed Mike's head. "Oh, yeah." Her breath came up short as he helped himself to a serving of cunt.
Mike cupped her naked buttocks and anchored her to his face. He impaled her with that wriggling end. Debbie's nectar gushed, pouring into his mouth. He noisily gulped her tart secretions.
Debbie euphorically rotated her ass. She might have been unprepared for Mike's feast. Standing on the cushions, clinging to the back of the sofa for support, Debbie delivered her pussy in steady mouthfuls. She stooped over Mike, slumped against his ravenous features. He tongue-fucked her sweetly, his fingers pressing into her shapely buns.
Al caressed my swollen nuggets until I nearly went insane. He gave each a tweak. Electric shocks jolted through my system. After driving me crazy with those exhilarating twists, he drifted to my pussy. He initially startled, then gratified me when he submerged his digit. His spent cum still swam in my channel. I could hardly watch Mike and Debbie as he pumped me. His probe distorted the clarity of my vision.
"Debbie is so hot, don't you think?" he muttered, finger-fucking me.
I arched my back. He sank into my sticky crevice. His creamy residue lubricated me. Back and forth he charged, causing an electrical disturbance. My pussy sucked his finger to the knuckle.
"She's affecting you, too," he remarked after exploring my sodden depths.
Al hadn't bothered putting on his pants when he carted me off to the bedroom. I stared at his rigid cock. Al's lengthy shaft stood upright, pumped with horniness.
Noticing my preoccupation with his sexual apparatus, he grinned. "Want to suck it?"
I couldn't answer. The tape was partially the reason; the other-that lust-provoking finger. As greatly as I detested the man, he thoroughly aroused me.
Al carefully peeled that cohesive strip, then lowered his cock into my mouth. I immediately began sucking that dick. My tongue massaged its underside while I rhythmically drew on its velvet tip. He quietly groaned, then began riding my face. I could taste my juices on his skin.
"Eat it," he commanded, stuffing himself into my face. "All of it."
His balls settled on my chin. He wanted some deep-throat. Inches of congealed cock resided in me. I managed a rousing suck, stimulating his movement. He fucked my mouth with prolonged strokes. His dick sawed through my clasped lips, seeking heat and moisture. Ohhhh. I gladly provided him both.
The handcuffs restricted my freedom. I couldn't fondle him as I wished. He promptly subdued my initial attempt. The metal threatened to clink. Though delirious from my suck, Al retained his wits. He held my wrists apart while jamming that monster into my cheeks. His cock silenced me.
Pinned on my back with Al straddling my face, I couldn't see much of Mike and Debbie. My view wasn't completely obstructed. I gazed beyond Al's hip in time to catch Debbie climbing onto Mike. She urgently mounted him. His oral treat had plainly increased her incentive.
"Oh, my God," Debbie sobbed. Mike stuffed his rigid thing right up to the balls. I witnessed his massive girth vanish in her drenched opening. She draped her sleek legs over his. The sight of that engorged cock smashed into her gaping hole captured my fascination. I watched as it sliced through her pink slit. She immediately rotated her hips, obtaining all she could from his wide dimensions. "Ohhhh. Oh, God, does that feel good."
"Christ," Mike groaned, strapping her to his hairy body with a hefty arm. His hold was nonnegotiable. He climbed into her wet pussy, dividing its folds with his thick shaft. "You're so fucking tight. You're crushing me."
Her nipples jiggled frantically while he pumped her. I glimpsed her bouncing tits and jerking hips. They painted a mesmerizing picture. Her snatch slid toward that hard dick and swallowed it to capacity. A rich, glutted feeling curled her toes.
Mike drove himself into her, observant of the splendor etched in her features. Her heat and constriction overtook him. I saw him curve into Debbie's sumptuous ass. I observed her snatch splitting apart to accept his entire mass. He looked as though he enjoyed filling Debbie. That taut pussy really hugged his cock.
"Go easy, lover," Debbie sobbed. A very rigid Mike plowed into her. The fever-giving friction that resulted plucked the air from her lungs. He plugged her snatch with that hard thing. She gritted her teeth at the kiss of his balls. "There's so much of you to fuck. God, I love it. I want to make it last. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Give it to me. Harder. Push it all the way in." That dick reached far into her pussy. Back and forth it lumbered, jamming into her slick cunthole.
Mike clutched her stomach, pushing her toward that cunt-expanding member. His thumb traced patterns on her skin. She clasped his hand, guiding him. Mike did not resist the direction she gave.
Meanwhile, Al gave me plenty to eat. He stuck his dick down my throat, expecting suction. Gladly, I supplied it. He grounded himself to my lips, suppressing his gasp. He loved the way I sucked him. Bubbles formed around his submersed cock. Saliva dripped from the corner of my lips. Heatedly, I clenched him.
"I want you to suck the cum out of me," he grunted, inching toward my tonsils. "Oh, yeah. Blow me. Swallow my stiff cock."
His dick descended into my throat, dwelled there for several heart-stopping seconds, then retreated. Consuming him left me woozy. That thing demanded all the room I could spare. The air grew stagnant in my lungs. As he leaned against my face, his balls strained at my lips. His crotch hair scratched my nose. I could feel his irregular beat. He throbbed against my loving tongue. I darted over his vein-ridden surface, eliciting a faint gasp. I could tell he wanted more licking.
"Faster," he grunted. "I'm going to cum."
His speedy orgasm astounded me. I thought he might have held back a bit longer, but my sucking lips sapped him of stamina. Judging from his profound shake, I assumed he was about to spew.
His handsome features became misshapen. "Gulp it," he order. "Every drop."
The slit on his solid knob parted to yield a considerable amount. Al's cock jerked inside my mouth as I drank his hot goo.
"Yes," he groaned, shuddering. Squirt after squirt came. He creamed all over my wriggling tongue. The heavy vein of his underside convulsively twitched. "Oh, yes."
He lingered within my cheeks until fully spent, then disengaged himself. My lips were sticky with his cum. Before I had a chance to lick them, he reapplied the tape. I thought him a heartless bastard.
Resuming my study of Mike and Debbie, I saw that he had rearranged her on her knees before him. She fanned her gorgeous ass out exclusively for his visual delight. He steered his cock to those engorged cunt lips and slipped between them. He threw his head back after entering it. Enveloping her buns with tremulous hands, he brought her flush to his quivering groin.
Debbie moaned. Taking him doggie-style suited her. She could push back and take all she dared. She squeezed his substantial width into her cunt. She looked elated from his pussy-stretching burial. Her eyes glazed over, her lips twisted with pleasure. He withdrew some of his throbbing self, relieving the pressure. She grabbed a pillow from the side of the sofa, smothering her rigid nipples. After a moment, she flew back at him. That stiff cock occupied her snatch once again. Dragging her nipples back and forth across the pillow, she fucked that fat dick. The moist sounds of her aroused lips engaging him made me horny. His feverish strokes recharged my hormones. Al, perceiving my condition, sank his finger back into my cunt. I shivered as he jiggled my cum-splattered membranes.
Debbie worked Mike's thing with abandoned gyrations. Being hunched over like that gave her better control. She could regulate her intake.
Mike wrapped those buns tightly around his dick while he crammed himself into that narrow channel. Debbie constricted herself, doubling his pleasure. That bitch knew precisely how to further his joy. Groaning, he stroked that warm, wet pussy. He sank into that exciting cunt, aware that she would permanently lodge his enjoyment of their session in his brain.
Mike's gnarled features told me how much he relished fucking her. The distant quality of his eyes and hanging jaw supported that evaluation. She gave him more to savor by moving her ass. Her tensed pussy lips manipulated him to her satisfaction.
I was envious of her. I longed to be on the receiving end of that sweet cock.
Mike reached between Debbie's legs and stroked her clit. Debbie obviously hadn't anticipated that action. She cried out in joy. His finger pressed her enlarged pebble, then effected a vigorous motion.
By reflex, Debbie pushed back and enveloped that buried shaft with her quivering folds. "Oh, yes. More. Keep working it." Air trilled through her enclosed teeth. "You're going to make me cum."
Al continued to massage my clit. That finger wouldn't stop until I spasmed. My desire soared from the pressure. His expended cum dribbled from my recently-fucked cunt lips. I thrashed from that ecstatic tickle.
"You're going to cum, too," Al whispered. "Don't hold back. Let me take you there." He jiggled me faster.
The seizure was strong and satisfying. A tear rolled from my eyes as I savored its sweetness. Al, though a deceitful son of a bitch, had the knack.
Debbie bucked, jerking back and forth. Mike's added stimulation sent her hurtling into orbit. Faster he went, racing over that bulging dot. His rapid assault expedited the rumbling in her loins. Debbie clenched her fists and shook. The urge to climax overtook her.
"Ohhhh," she moaned. "Ohhhh."
Mike leaned against those trembling buns and let that squishy pulp contain him. Debbie began to contract. He pumped her steadily, gaining some of that tumultuous conflict. She put a grip on him that appeared to exhaust him.
"I'm cumming. Oh, baby. I'm cumming."
Sweat dribbled from his brow as he rode her frenzied ass. Debbie spasmed strongly, her cunt lips pinching his heavy trunk. He fucked her harder, plainly enjoying her wildness. Debbie's thrashing butt got him off. I watched as her clutching pussy caused the skin of his cock to gather before he charged through that delicious bottleneck. The pleasing agitation that climbed in his loins was ostensibly too much to ignore.
He growled, shooting into her cunt. She received his furious amount. "Ughhh. Ughhh."
Mike settled onto her trembling form and curled his arms around her. His chin went over her shoulder. He stroked her back, yielding a soothing caress. Afterward, his lengthening breath informed me of his relaxed state.
I wasn't keen about her getting him off. That had been my job. Handcuffed and gagged, I wasn't in a position to do anything about it.
Al, however, saw Mike's drained state as a window of opportunity. He picked up a blackjack from the dresser and quietly exited the room. He moved stealthily, and with speed. I tried to make noise, if only to warn him.
Fortunately, Mike was on his toes. His fatigue was short-lived. He turned just before Al could bring that nasty thing down on his head. Mike hurled himself at Al. A fight ensued. The two of them rolled on the carpet, taking shots at each other.
Debbie was strangely on the ball, too. She hopped off the sofa and raced to me. I expected her to cower from the outbreak of violence. That wasn't the case. Seizing me by the arm, she dragged me off the bed.
"Let's get out of here," she said, "while there's still time."
She spoke with authority, as though accustomed to giving orders. Physically handicapped, I couldn't oppose her.
We left while the men viciously fought.