Chapter 6
While the naked young wife moaned pathetically, wishing he would hurry up and satisfy the white hot hunger which was burning furiously in her aching loins, the man lowered his eager pulsating cock into the sweat-dampened valley between her breasts and began to squeeze the soft resilient mounds together. Pushing hard, he maneuvered the two lust-provoking spheres up against one another so that the long rigid shaft of his cock was trapped between them. Once he had created this bizarre artificial cunt, he started moving slowly back and forth, feeling the fantastic sensation of her softly yielding flesh pressing in against the hardness of his penis. Every time he pushed forward, the red, blood-engorged tip of his glistening cock appeared high on her chest, depositing a translucent drop of seminal fluid on her neck.
For what seemed like an eternity the man methodically kept up the slow rocking motion, feeling his bulging cock get hotter and hotter by the moment. Joan at first had thought that this was nothing more than the depraved prelude to a normal act of sex, but when she saw that he intended to cheat her of the carnal satisfaction her body absolutely craved, she cried out in something approaching real despair.
"Please, not like that! Oh, please fuck me!" she groaned. She knew she was only adding to her own degradation and humiliation by pleading to be fucked like a nymphomaniac, but she really no longer cared what anyone thought of her. By this stage of the game, the lewd flames of desire were too hot for her to worry about appearances!
But the cruelly fucking man was simply ignoring her, feeling his wildly excited penis swelling under the artificial stimulation from the sides of her tormented breasts. This was the best thing he had had for a long time, and he was not about to give it up just because she had hot pants! Let the next guy in line take care of her! His thrusting grew faster and harder until she was sure that he was going to tear the fragile flesh of her bosom as he went on fucking viciously backwards and forwards, muttering obscenity after obscenity.
"Noooooo!" she groaned as she felt the end approaching fast, but it was already too late. The hot sticky cum spurted out of his massive organ like warm liquid spewing under pressure from a fire nozzle, spraying her face and shoulders and pouring lewdly over her battered naked breasts. Mixing with the light layer of sweat on her body, it flowed in tiny little rivulets down under her armpits, obscenely dampening the bed beneath them.
"Oh God," she muttered. "Why didn't you fuck me? Please...I need it so bad!"
The man chuckled heartlessly and rolled off of her, leaving her cum-coated young body nakedly glistening under the harsh light from the ceiling. The room seemed to be filled with men, all laughing and passing a bottle from one to the other as they crowded lecherously around the bed.
"Isn't there a man here?" she screamed crazily trying to insult someone into doing what she needed done, and feeling the last traces of her sanity slipping away from her. If something did not happen to still the desperate longing need in her soon she felt she would go berserk! "Someone, please...."
"Sounds like she's ready for Freddie," joked one of the man lasciviously.
"Yeah, Where's Freddie?" called a chorus of voices, degenerate lust pouring from face to face as a perverse new idea swept around the room. Joan was too fogged by this point to waste any time speculating about who or what Freddie was, and when a modest looking little man walked smilingly into the room, she realized that she had not noticed him before. Somehow, he did not look like the foreman of a construction team, although he was obviously being treated with great respect by the other men. Freddie was short and slender and somewhat mild-mannered, and Joan felt another wave of disappointment sweep over her as the man approached the bed, bowed to her mockingly and began to strip off his clothing.
"Go get her, Freddie!" came the words of encouragement from the sidelines.
"She's all yours, Freddie-boy!"
This is some kind of bad joke, thought the tortured young woman, thrashing back and forth on the bed in anguish. Why are they doing this to me? In the back of her mind, she realized that all the men had probably been satisfied at least once by either Liza or herself and they were now looking for a little entertainment between rounds! And she was going to be the entertainment, with some assistance from this new man.
It was not until after he had stripped himself completely and climbed up on the bed that she began to get the point. Freddie, despite his slender, youthful body, was not quite normal in another way. Between his muscular hairy thighs dangled what seemed at first to be the beginning of another leg. So this was the joke!
Joan's eyes widened with horror as she got a good look at the brutal instrument he was preparing to ram into her. Freddie's cock must have been ten inches long and over two inches in diameter and it was gradually hardening and rising as he crawled across the bed towards her, smiling in a lewd hunger. Joan's thighs slapped noisily against each other as she quickly drew her legs tightly together, fear racing through her mind like a narcotic. Her mouth dropped open in shocked, horrified disbelief as the man knelt up before her, his long horrendous cock in his hands.
It's impossible, she told herself and she imagined her tender young vagina being ripped open while the crew of heartless contraction men stood around and laughed. This man was not a normal human being. He would kill her! She would not let him do it!
But in the end, she was given no choice. Hands came from all sides, seizing her wrists and ankles and spreading her out on the bed like a blanket while Freddie crawled happily between her outstretched legs, his menacing cock growing harder and firmer with every passing moment. As soon as her long tapered thighs had been opened and the delicate pink slit of her vagina appeared in plain view, Freddie smiled drunkenly as he saw the beautiful little toy his friends had given him to play with. Freddie liked them tight, and this girl was hardly used, at least by his depraved standards. He knew he would have to hurry since the other men were getting out of hand, and in another few minutes the whiskey bottle would have made another round and they would be feeling ready to get back into action. Already they were edging close to the succulently naked body on the bed, their hands reaching out obscenely to squeeze the girl's high mountainous breasts or stroke the smooth pink flesh of her cunt with their prying fingers. His cock was hard; what was he waiting for?
Joan watched him like a paralyzed bird watches the advance of a snake, too terrified to move and physically incapable of doing anything to save herself. Staring down through the twin valleys of her breasts and her widespread thighs, the young wife found that she could not tear her eyes off the monstrous instrument which was coming closer and closer.
Without warning, Freddie toppled onto her helplessly exposed body, his wetly heated lips coursing across the naked flesh of her stomach and down to the delightful mysteries up between her legs. For a long time he burrowed into her, lashing her tiny pink clitoris with his tongue, while the girl fought desperately not to lose her self-control all over again. This time she had to hold onto her sanity, she told herself grimly. She must not let them conquer her again!
But the man between her legs was not taking any chances, and his long snake-like tongue burrowed up into her, relighting the fires of lust which had been threatening a short time before to consume her wildly thrashing young body. She tried to hold onto her fear as the only thing which stood between her and utter madness, but the man was taking it away from her, bit by bit, replacing it with nothing but the same shamelessly wanton lust she had experienced before. He was turning her back into an animal again, and she could not stop him!
"Yes, yes, yes," she panted mindlessly, feeling her hips start to rotate mechanically again as his tongue slavered furiously into her. "Yes, do it!"
Slowly the man inched his way back up her body, tormenting her breasts with his lips as he gradually covered her voluptuous young figure with his wiry body. Joan's naked hips automatically rose up in the air, searchingly, as she tried to capture that impaling pike she had feared so desperately only a moment or two before. She had to have it! It made no difference if he ripped her vagina into a thousand pieces, right now she had to have it! The men crowded anxiously around the bed, their eyes bulging as this lust-inspiring scene took place before them Freddie was always happy to put on a little floor show, and this was one they would remember for a long time.
Then, with a sudden unexpected flick of his hips, the little man rammed his iron-hard cock forward, skillfully finding the clasping pink ridges of cuntal flesh and sliding the blood-filled tip of his massive instrument through her fearfully cringing cuntal lips.
"Aaaaafffffggggghhhh!! ! " the nakedly squirming young wife screamed, suddenly understanding what it was going to mean to be penetrated by a man of this size. She threw her head to one side, unable to watch her own impalement anymore, feeling the way a patient does when the doctor implants a needle into a vein. The man's massive penis was inside of her only an inch or so and already the pain was terrifyingly great. She could never take it all! He was too big! Sharp needles of agony were already shooting through her overwrought body, and she was writhing in pain despite the efforts of the men all around her to hold her still.
Freddie rose up on his hands and knees, grinned at his friends, and shoved forward another inch.
"Ugggghhhhhh!" she groaned miserably, tears streaming down her cheeks as she endured this terrible torment.
"Come on, Freddie, finish it!" called a voice.
"Noooohhhhh!" she screamed, but Freddie did as he was told, throwing his body forward with one powerful shove which sent his granite-like cock steaming up the narrowly resisting passage. The girl's body seemed to rise up off the bed and hover in mid-air as the massive pole of hot flesh filled her insides with agony.
For a moment, Joan could not move and it seemed to her that the man's huge organ was coming all the way up into the back of her throat. She groaned with relief when she felt his heavily swinging balls slap into her unprotected ass-cheeks, for as bad as she was hurting, this meant at least that it was not going to get any worse. He was all of the way up inside of her belly now and nothing had split, but his mammoth penis lay throbbing within the suffering walls of her tightly stretched cunt. She felt as if an enormous log had somehow been thrust up inside of her.
The men crowded lustfully around, finding it difficult to believe that the tight little pussy they had all seen just a moment or two before had actually been penetrated successfully by this fantastic penis. The men were getting more and more into the act as their desires grew intense; Joan could feel fingers pinching at her anguished breasts, and another hand probing beneath her body in an attempt to attack the widespread crevice of her quivering naked buttocks. A man's outstretched finger played again with the tiny puckered hole of her anus and even plunged inside of her for a moment until Freddie angrily slapped the hand away.
The man with the extraordinary cock wanted nothing to interfere with his style as he began a gentle smooth sawing motion, withdrawing his long impaling penis part of the way, and then thrusting mercilessly forward again. At first, her clasping little cunt was so tight that he could hardly move, but gradually as he fucked his way back and forth, she began to widen up, the tortured tissues of her body adjusting reluctantly to the presence of his huge bulbous flesh within her. Slowly, the pain began to ease and Joan found herself floating halfway between hurt and happiness, between pain and pleasure, a strange masochistic no-man's land where reality ceased to matter. There was something so savagely erotic about the idea of being fucked half to death in the presence of a group of lusting, panting men that a powerful wave of masochistic pleasure rippled through her over-stimulated body. She found herself fading rapidly back into the dream world of submission and subjugation from which she had barely emerged. She was going under again and she found she could not stop herself from babbling.
"Oh yes, fuck me like that. . . like that!" the naked young wife groaned insanely, her lushly ripened body squirming like a fish amidst a sea of hands and faces and cocks which seemed to surround her. "Go on! Like that! Fuck me harder!"
Her legs curled obscenely around Freddie's back and, as her ass-cheeks arched high off the mattress, she felt a man's hand attack her vulnerable backside again, this time with a savage insistence, the outstretched finger worming its way promptly into her offended anus and moving back and forth in time with the man's wildly fucking strokes. The long rigid shaft of hot flesh thrusting inside of her wetly pulsating pussy seemed to be going with jackhammer speed now, and she felt herself floating higher and higher.
Then, with an abruptness that was stunning, her climax hit her suddenly, unexpectedly, like a kick in the stomach, and she howled like a wounded animal as great swirls of incredible pleasure stormed through her overloaded nervous system, jamming all the circuits like a telephone system gone completely haywire. Freddie came at precisely the same moment, his massively expanded cock spitting far up into her convulsing young cunt. The pungent odor of cum reached her nostrils from the semen mixing with the orgiastic liquid pouring from her own nakedly rejoicing body and overflowing from her overfilled cunt onto the mattress below them. For a moment of sheer maddened ecstasy, she absolutely wallowed in cum, feeling its slippery warmth sensually coating her thrashing ass-cheeks.
Things began to get confused after that, and Joan's mind faded out completely as the bed suddenly sagged with the weight of several more men. Soon they were all around her and there was a great empty place in her cunt as Freddie's long magnificent cock was abruptly jerked away. She felt herself being turned over on her stomach, and there was no resistance left in her anywhere to oppose anything they wanted to do to her now. There were penises all around her, and she was loving every obscene moment of it. A man's hands appeared on her hips, hauling her up to her knees while her full sensuous breasts swayed against the cum-soaked mattress below her. A split second later, she felt the blunt meaty end of his cock pressing cruelly into the widened opening of her vagina and with a grunt, he surged into her, tilling the vacancy left by Freddie. Joan was beyond caring at this point, and she waved her buttocks back at him like a bitch in heat, inviting him to do whatever he liked with her helpless body. Almost simultaneously another faceless man presented himself in front of her, his long hard cock stabbing toward her wetly parted lips.
This time, there was no need for anyone to torture her into opening her jaws. Her helpless mouth simply tumbled open, and the man's grateful penis slid past her ovaled lips, embedding itself deeply in her throat. The man was kneeling on the bed in front of her, holding her head between his hands and fucking viciously into her face as if her mouth were merely another cunt which he could mistreat as he pleased. Joan gagged slightly and then caught the lewd rhythm, clamping her lips tightly around the man's penis and sucking him as hard as she could. She was no longer really conscious in the strict sense of the term, now reduced to a sucking, gyrating, mindless mass of flesh with no will of her own and no desire to do other than serve her masters. Men seized her hands and she found herself holding two more cocks in her fingers and rejoiced at the thought. They were using her! They could do anything they wanted to her! She was a fucking machine and nothing more!
The man behind her suddenly groaned and his hot heavy sperm shot up into the depths of her womb. Instantly, he yielded his place to someone else who at once began fucking her savagely. The man whose wildly throbbing penis was trapped in her hungry young mouth groaned as his climax approached, and Joan nearly cried for joy as she felt the blood-filled cock-head explode into a torrent of white hot cum. The saline liquid flooded into her mouth and she swallowed it gluttonously as another orgasm began to quake through her own body. And another! And another climax after that! Time seemed to vanish and the clocks all stopped. The night went on forever. She groaned and screamed and begged for more until the men were too tired to give her what she cried for. When the sun started to come up, they left her with a shower of lewd compliments, sleeping in a pool of cum. On her face, there was a smile and her sleep was dreamless.