Chapter 8
"I'm sorry the other guests had to leave while you were sleeping, Mary," George Adams said, a disgustingly lewd leer flashing across his pudgy face.
The dispirited girl sat by the edge of the large swimming pool, one long leg dangling into the sparkling blue water. Her luscious curves were barely concealed by the skimpy yellow bikini she wore. She was exhausted in spirit and body, more depressed than she had ever been. No longer did she have the excuse that she was doing all this for Ralph! The naked lust that she had shown this morning with Steve Peters could only be interpreted one way -- it was sex for the sake of sex and no agonizing rationalization on her part could wash away the dirty feeling she had for herself.
"You don't look very happy," the oily voice continued. "Think I won't keep my part of the bargain?"
It took every bit of courage the tortured young bride could summon up to look up at the plump, middle-aged lawyer towering over her. She hated him almost as much as she despised herself. He was an obscenity! A hyena fighting over her helpless carcass! Excited into frenzy by the smell of her blood!
"I've done what you asked. Now you'll do what you promised or I'll ... " her voice was cold and flat, "... or I'll kill you!"
The man's tanned jowls went white and his mouth flew open but no words came out.
"As God is my judge, I'll kill you!"
The lawyer knew that she meant it. This was no longer the frightened young bride he had taken so casually that morning after Ralph's arrest. She had hardened over the weeks -especially since last night, and he wondered if she could be trusted any further. There was a new determination in her mouth and a frightening look in her eyes that spelled trouble for anyone who crossed her.
"Peters still hasn't promised to sign the contract," Adams said impatiently.
Mary rose slowly to her feet, her proud breasts and long lovely body glistening in the hot sun. She drew herself up until she was almost as tall as the aging lawyer, her slender hands on her softly swelling hips, her golden hair stretching down her finely-sculpted back. Her beautiful features were contorted in a lewd caricature of every whore who had ever lived.
"He will! He'll sign it or I don't know my business!"
The words came out of her lips but they made a mockery of everything the young wife was. Before Adams could say anything more, she turned and walked away from the astonished man toward the house. Her hips swung invitingly as her lovely legs moved slowly and sexily across the lush green lawn.
George Adams could not see the bitter tears that flowed down her burning face as Mary went toward the safety of the house.
Steve Peters thrust his feet into his sandals and stood up. He felt relaxed and refreshed after the few hours sleep and the cold shower. He was a little disappointed that the young girl had not been in the bed when he awoke but he knew that she would be nearby.
He paused in front of the full-length mirror before leaving the bedroom and was pleased, with what he saw. Not an ounce of fat anywhere, he told himself proudly. His lean body could have passed for a teenager's. The mature, lined face enhanced, not detracted from, his appearance. Even the grey hair was an asset.
By God, he thought, there's a good many years left in this old body! He began to hum a popular song as he walked out of the bedroom and went to find his blonde weekend companion.
Mary was alone at the bar when Steve Peters came into the room. He whistled appreciatively when he saw that she wore only the bikini.
"Morning, baby!" he said cheerfully. "Or whatever it is!"
The blonde girl turned to face him, a tall drink in her hand.
"Cheers!" she said brightly, swallowing the fiery bourbon in one long draught. She poured herself another drink and smiled at the surprised man. "Care for one?"
"It's a little too early for me, kid, but you go ahead."
He sat down on one of the barstools. "Where is everyone?"
"I think our lawyer friend wants us to be alone," she said with a shrug of her beautiful shoulders. The long golden hair was flowing down her back and Steve was amazed at how lovely the girl was even in the harsh light of day. His cock began to warm as he remembered those red lips sucking so hungrily at his manhood this morning. By God, he thought, she's a real prize!
Mary drank her fourth drink a little more slowly. She needed the alcohol to get through the day but she was feeling a little dizzy and knew that she could easily pass out if she drank too much too quickly. She caught sight of her companion's eyes on her pubic area and she smiled shyly and opened her legs a little wider. Already the little patch of moisture had started to form between her legs and dampen the golden pubic hair. Let him look she thought to herself, he's paying for it!
The middle-aged businessman was pleased and at the same time a little disappointed in the girl. The one thing he could hardly stand was for a woman to be too open and direct about her sexual needs. It was all right once he had made the first move, but the golden-haired girl was being a little too forward about wanting to be fucked. He'd have to teach her a lesson!
"You mean we're alone?" he asked.
"Just you, me, and George Adams!"
Mary found her eyes wandering the hard tanned body of Steve Peters. He was dressed only in a pair of brief swimming trunks and she could see the bold outline of the male organ she had so recently taken into her mouth with such wild abandon. Steve had been right, she thought to herself, he had taught her a few things to show her husband. She wondered how surprised Ralph would be if she boldly took his hard penis between her red lips. She was getting excited just thinking about it and her pink nipples started to strain erect against the thin white top of her bikini.
Steve Peters suddenly got off the barstool and walked to the open sliding-glass door that led to the swimming pool. The lawyer was sunning himself next to the pool.
"Hey, Adams," he called out loudly, "come in here!
Mary was surprised and a little shiver of fear rippled down her back. Have I done something wrong, she wondered suddenly?
In a moment the thick figure of the lawyer came through the doorway and stood waiting for Steve Peters to speak.
"Has everyone really gone?" he asked the lawyer.
George Adams paused before speaking. He hoped that he had done the right thing in sending the others away. Jesus Christ, he thought, I hope he isn't pissed off!
"I ... I ... uh ... I thought that you and the little lady," his palm swung toward the girl on the barstool, "... uh, that you and the little lady might want some privacy."
"And you thought you'd stay to keep us company!"
The sarcasm in the businessman's voice told George Adams that he had made a mistake. "Yes ... that is ... uh ..." his voice trailed off in embarrassment.
Steve Peters wore a look of anger and disgust. He wanted to twist the knife a little in both George Adams and the girl. He could see the fright on their faces as he looked toward first one and then the other.
"The deal was for a party," he said coldly. "I suppose you call this a party? I've got a good mind to tell you both to get fucked and leave!"
Mary and the lawyer both gasped at his angry words. Before they could protest he went on.
"I like a little three or four-way action with my parties," he said almost petulantly. "What now?"
The young blonde quietly slipped off the barstool and edged toward the door. The man's words had been plain enough and she was frightened. The desire of a few moments ago had fled her body, leaving her dizzy from the alcohol and afraid to stay here another minute.
George Adams saw her moving toward the doorway out of the corner of his eye and he swiftly crossed the room and held her roughly by her thin waist. He could see his dreams of what the contract would bring going up in smoke and he irrationally blamed it on the struggling girl.
"Leave me alone . .. please!" Mary begged, her hair falling over her face as she fought to break the man's hold on her.
Steve Peters was pleased. He was teaching them both a lesson at the same time. They're pigs, both of them, he thought. He'd show them what power really meant.
"Bring her over here," he ordered.
The frightened girl's pleas became more shrill as the panting lawyer half-dragged her to the spot Peters indicated. It was all that he could do to hold the struggling girl and his frustration was rapidly turning to cold anger.
"Oh God ... please leave me alone ... I want to go home. .. please!" She felt the strong hands of the grey-haired businessman tearing at her bikini top. It came loose and was flung to the floor. She struggled mightily as he hooked his fingers under the elastic top of the panties and pulled them down over her hips. Trying desperately to stop him, she kicked her legs out and caught him in the groin with her knee.
"Ooooooowwwwww!" he yelped in pain, his face contorted. Seemingly from nowhere his fist dropped the panties and slapped her stingingly across the face. The pain was terrible and she could feel and taste the blood from her cut lip.
"Don't please ... don't," she whimpered.
"Goddamn bitch, are you trying to kill me?" Steve Peters almost shouted. The pain was still shooting through his loins. He drew his hand back to strike the terrified girl again but he stopped as another idea came to him. A sly look came to his face.
"Get down on your knees and suck my cock until it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Mary watched Steve Peters pull his swimming trunks down his legs and kick them aside as she was forced to her knees by the panting lawyer. Peters massaged the limp cock gently as if trying to rub away the pain. Even shrunken as it was it looked huge, larger and more obscene even than it had been this morning in the half-light of the bedroom.
In his haste to make amends the lawyer was brutally holding the young bride down, pulling her blonde hair into his fist in order to be able to direct her protesting head toward the massive penis.
The frightened girl wanted to scream but she knew that it would only make matters worse. She shut her eyes tightly and moved her head closer to Peters' loins, praying silently that it would be over soon.
"Look at it, you bitch," he ordered. "And you better suck it real good!"
She opened her eyes and found the male flesh only an inch or so from her lips. His cock was growing erect slowly in anticipation of the warm mouth that would soon envelop its pulsing hardness. Then, the pungent odor assailed her nostrils and the heated organ was slowly thrust into her unwilling mouth. She choked as the air was cut off but quickly began to breathe through her nose as the smooth hot column began to slide into her saliva-filled oral cavity. It was no use fighting and she knew it. It could only make matters worse for her. Get it over with, she told herself. Get it over with and pray that he would find no fault with her tongue and mouth.
She started to suck slowly, feeling the heated organ stop at the back of her throat before beginning the slippery exit until just the large purple knob remained-inside her lips. She tried to tell herself that this was no worse than the other debasing things she had done, but she knew that with George Adams watching it was the ultimate degradation. The lawyer's breathing had become labored at the lewd sight of the massive cock sliding in and out of her luscious lips, and he was trying to force her head back and forth with more urgency.
'That's it, baby, suck it good ... use your tongue!" Steve Peters ordered her, his voice excited.
She tried to resign herself to her fate as the man's greying pubic hair brushed against her lips and his swinging balls hit her chin. Get it over with, she told herself again. Why couldn't he have taken her in the bed again -- anywhere away from the obscene man holding her hair tightly in his meaty fist? She would have been willing to do it for the sake of Ralph!
Without being aware of what she was doing, one of her hands went around the businessman's legs and came to rest on his upper thigh. Her other hand -- without any conscious effort on her part -- slipped down between her own legs and pressed into her pussy lips, the thumb resting lightly on her clitoris. Before she knew what was happening, she was squeezing her flesh with one hand while she drew Peters' body closer to her mouth with the other. It was dirty and she hated herself for her weakness, but she was beginning to enjoy the iron-hard cock pumping in and out of her mouth. With each thrust it forced her cheeks apart and she expanded and contracted them to give them both more pleasure. Her tongue was racing around the thick organ, searching out every fold of skin to lick and suck it madly. The fire in her loins had started again and she could feel herself losing control.
"Jesus Christ," she heard George Adams say in shocked tones, "Look at her go ... and look at her hand -- she's playing with her own pussy!"
The man's cruel voice no longer mattered to her -- she was sucking this massive cock again and she wanted more and more of it inside her hungry mouth. Nothing else mattered but the pure joy of the hot shaft pumping in and out.
She loved the salty-sweet taste of his manhood, the oily semen that oozed from the dilated tip. At the same time, her flashing fingers were plunging deeply within the velvety walls of her moistening pussy, doubling her pleasure. She began to make muffled cooing sounds in the back of her throat as her mouth sucked for dear life on the long shaft. She had to have more!
The older lawyer had stepped closer to her and the lust-crazed girl could feel his own cock come alive against her naked back. It pressed against her, pulsing and throbbing.
"Want something in your cunt, baby?" the grey-haired businessman's voice asked.
Thinking he wanted to fuck her burning lust-inspired young pussy, the young wife nodded yes and looked up gratefully into his eyes.
"Get on your back, Adams," he ordered the panting lawyer as he pulled his wet glistening cock from the girl's still sucking mouth.
"Not yet," she pleaded, anxious for just a few more moments of the delicious sucking. "Just a little bit more ... please ... Oh God ... just a little more!"
The lawyer had released Mary's hair as he quickly stretched out on the soft plush rug. His rigid cock waved insanely from his lower stomach.
Mary felt herself being turned around to face the lust-inflamed George Adams. Her fingers were still milking the juice from her wet pussy.
"Now get on his cock," Steve Peters commanded the protesting girl. "Hurry up, sit on it and start fucking. .. that's what you wanted isn't it?"
The desire-crazed young girl wanted the mammoth cock which had just slipped from her hungry mouth, not the smaller shaft that thrust from the lawyer's fat stomach. But it was no use, she was being forced down onto his soft body, her legs stretching out on either side of his plump thighs, her quivering hot pussy just out of reach of the thick pulsing cock. It doesn't matter, she told herself, do it! Her hands reached under her smooth white buttocks and pulled the pink, hair-lined lips open wide, exposing the dark hole between her legs. Hurry, she told herself, its a cock -- a man's cock!
"Aaaahhhhhhhh," she moaned as the hard column pressed into her lowering body. "Oh God, yes . .. fuck me!"
George Adams began to thrust upward in rhythm to her downward movements. His hands clamped vise-like onto her hips and he pulled her further down onto his throbbing penis until she thought the thrusting organ would plow clear up into her quivering stomach.
Her golden hair flew around her head wildly as the girl's frantic body bobbed up and down on the skewering cock, forcing moans and grunts from them both. She lowered her upper body until her erect nipples were crushed against the lawyers chest, sending tingling sensations through her and forcing her to cry out.
"More ... Christ ... give me more ... oooooohhhhhh!"
Suddenly, the young blonde felt the body of Steve Peters pressing into her white thighs from behind. It felt good and she moved her hips back to increase the pressure. She knew that her bouncing smooth buttocks and cock-filled pussy were entirely open to him but she didn't care. It added to the tremendous excitement she had begun to feel.
Behind her, the grey-haired man was almost drooling as the girl's tender ass-cheeks were completely open to him. He watched in fascination, staring intently as her tiny hairless puckered anus rose and fell with her frantic body movements. The pink ruffled edges of pussy flesh clasped hungrily around the slippery glistening cock that pushed in and out, causing the skin to pull inward as it thrust mightily up into her lascivious belly. As her body drew upwards, the ragged edges appeared for a moment and he could see the juices from her sweet pussy running down the large shaft.
Peters' hands started to caress the jiggling buttocks, pulling them apart. His extended middle finger crept, teasingly up the crevice toward the tight elastic ring of her anus, his mouth murmuring delightedly as her buttocks pushed backwards. Circling the hairless orifice with the tip of his finger, he pressed it lightly against the rubbery resisting ring for a moment, then harder, applying more and more pressure until suddenly he felt as if all his strength were in that single outstretched finger, and he thrust it deep up into her rectum.
"Aaaaaaaarrrggghhhhh!" she cried out and jerked at the unexpected intrusion, while at the same time Adams bucked his hips upward until Peters could feel the older lawyer's solid cock through the thin wall of flesh that separated her two openings.
Mary gasped in pain, struggling to catch her breath as the probing finger and the heated cock both pressed into her. In a moment the pain was gone and she relaxed her startled rectal muscles and began to enjoy the skewering finger pressing into her almost-virginal anus. The trio's tempo had become rhythmic and the young girl almost went crazy with lust as the twin probing instruments filled her with a delicious pleasure.
"Oh God ... yes ... fuck me harder . .. HARDER!"
Without warning, the frantically-fucking Mary felt the probing finger pull out of her rectum with a loud sound and she cried out in surprise and disappointment.
"Ooooooohhhhhh . .. put it back in! Put it back INNNNNNN!" she screamed. She knew that once again she had lost control of herself and that she was completely at the mercy of her wanton, lust-inflamed body. She would do anything -- anything they asked of her as long as they satisfied that gnawing, burning passion that was raging out of control through her loins.
Almost as if in answer to her pleas, Mary felt a new pressure against the tiny, clasping anus. This time it was different, as if he were trying to shove his whole hand inside her, and the young bride realized with alarm that it was his huge throbbing cock that was pressing its purple knob-head against her puckered orifice.
"What a beautiful ass," she heard Steve Peters whisper. "You really want it, don't you? You really want me to fuck you in the ass!"
"No, no, please ..." she begged him. It was too big! He would kill her with the awful swollen thing! Her hips were suddenly held in a vise-like grip by the older lawyer, his cock momentarily stilled as he struggled to hold the girl for the other man.
"Oh!" she gasped as she suddenly felt the grey-haired businessman's hot throbbing cock-head touch the tender white flesh of her bottom. She knew she'd never be able to take that into her rectum without splitting her whole backside wide open. She tried desperately to move away once again.
"Don't let her move," Peters hissed, his gaze intent on the widespread buttocks. "Hold her tighter!"
Adams' finger dug into her flesh, forcing the bluish beginnings of bruises to form on her hips. She was totally immobile, helpless to move, impaled by the lawyer's cock in her still-throbbing pussy as he held her hips tightly. She could feel the curling pubic hairs teasing her bottom as Peters' enormously engorged weapon searched for its tiny helpless target.
His hands glided quickly over the two upraised orbs, his thumbs pressing on either side of the perspiring crevice, directly adjacent to the puckering little anal ring. Then she felt a thick rubbery probing at her rectal entrance that grew more forceful as he applied more pressure.
"God! Don't! I beg you! I beg you! STOP!" she wailed with an echoing scream as she felt the thick blood-filled head force the weakened muscles of her sphincter apart and slip more than an inch up into her smooth fleshy channel.
"For Chrissake, hold her," Peters moaned. "Don't let her move ... she's too fucking tight!"
The agonized girl felt the excited pulsations of his massive penis shuddering through every straining nerve of her naked jerking torso, stretching the soft pliable flesh of her rectal passage with racking torrents of pain. Her eyes overflowed with tears as she moaned in total submission, knowing that she had no way to escape the brutal assault. Then, she felt it, the coarsely curling hairs of his groin bristling along her ass-cheeks. He had sunk his cock all the way inside her anus up to the hilt!
"Aaaaahhhhh, ughaaaaahhhhh!" she shuddered, skewered like an animal on the end of his throbbing cock in humiliated subjection to his perverted will.
She felt as if her pelvis were filled with all the cocks in the whole world. She was stretched beyond belief by the massive penis in her rectum and the smaller but still huge cock impaling her pussy. Only the thin membrane between her two passages separated the pulsingly obscene organs, and she knew that the nightmare was only beginning.
Steve Peters was giggling and murmuring to himself behind her, sadistically building a slow rhythm in and out of the tortured confines of her anus. His deeply sunk instrument was rasping along the rubbery inner walls of her rectal passage, pulling them outward when he withdrew and pushing them viciously inward as he lunged forward. Then, the lawyer picked up the tempo and resumed the thrusting of his now inflamed cock up into her straining pussy.
She jerked spasmodically and trembled as the two pummeling rods slid more easily into her smooth damp channels. She had given up her resistance, and her subsequent relaxation made the awful pain more bearable. Tears still streaming down her beautiful face, she slowly and methodically began to rock back and forth, rotating her hips and clasping her rectal muscles tightly over the retreating head of the painfully skewering cock.
"She's ready to fuck now," Peters yelled to the old lawyer, "Let go of her hips!"
The vise-like grip relaxed and Mary increased the rhythm she had begun. She felt a masochistic pleasure as the enormous cock plunged slowly but surely up into the tight rubbery passage until it was lodged deeply within her trembling bowels.
Suddenly, she felt the pain become less awful, although it was still burning her whole backside. Why not, she told herself! Why not make the most of it? She felt degraded and humiliated, nothing but a foul receptacle for the sperm of these terrible men. But why not let them think she enjoyed it rather than to have them think she was going crazy with despair.
Both men were sawing in and out with a terrible urgency now, almost as if they couldn't wait to spit out their seed and flood her tortured body.
The young blonde began to move more sensuously back against the thrusting cock in her rectum, forcing the lawyer beneath her to move quickly to keep his pulsing organ from slipping out of the tight pussy sheath. She clasped her anal muscles again and milked the juices of his sperm toward the end of Peters' pummeling rod.
A slow fire was building in her own loins as the pain gradually disappeared, and she found herself thrusting her body more frantically backwards and downwards to force the white-hot flesh of the two cocks further up into her. She had lost all of her self-respect -- there was nothing left to do but try and re-ignite the desire and lust she had felt only moments before.
The lewd groans of the two men who sandwiched her young body between them began to excite the girl, and she moved her undulating buttocks faster to capture an elusive spark of desire that was building within.
"Mmmmmmnnnnnnn," she moaned, adding her own voice to the others.
Both of the older men responded by increasing their thrusts, sliding their smooth lust-engorged instruments far up into her belly. The sweat rolled off their bodies as they plunged their organs in and out in a frenzied attempt to find release, filling every inch of her white quivering belly with hard, erect manhood.
"Oh God," she gasped, feeling the shameless sensations replacing the pain. "Aaaaaggggghhhhh, oooooohhhhhh!"
"Yrsss ... fuck me ... fuck me ..." she began to plead, enjoying the huge cudgels that were hammering away at her insides, driving her into a wild passionate frenzy.
Her mouth flew open as she gasped with each stab of their organs. Her slim finger went into her mouth and she realized with shock that she wanted a huge male instrument there too! She sucked lovingly at the digit, tasting the sweet juices of her own pussy where her finger had so recently plunged.
She could feel the men begin to climax, their pressure building to a breaking point as she tried to dig deeper and deeper onto the pistoning rods of hardened flesh, delighting in the thick hardness that was battering into her, driving her wild with the wanton sensations of two cocks fucking into her at the same time.
Her body was raging with fiery lust and the pressure of her own orgasm was about to be satisfied.
"I'm cuummmmminnnngggg! I'M CUUUUUMMMMINNNNNNGGG!" she screamed as her body flew crazily between the two huge instruments of so much pleasure. "HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!"
The two rampaging rods of flesh skewering mercilessly between her long legs began to take their toll. A strange masochistic joy pervaded and controlled the whole of her body. Why it came and why it was there, Mary didn't know or care. Perhaps it was from the very helplessness of her position or from the obscene thought of being fucked half-to-death by the two depraved and sex-crazed men at the same time like this. But whatever it was, it didn't matter. It was here, and there was nothing to be done about it. Her hips ground backwards to meet the upthrust of the grey-haired businessman worming his delicious cock into her rectum, then downwards to suck in the whole of the other cock plunging relentlessly up into her hot steaming pussy. Her whole body bucked and twisted, mewling snorts of passion spat from her mouth as her buttocks gyrated round and round in tiny abandoned circles before their dual assault.
"Ooooooohhh, Ohhhhhhh, Oooooohhhhhh!" she chanted on and on, her voice hoarse from the insane lust-filled cries that flew out. Her breath came in wilder and wilder gasps in time to their crushing thrusts into her cunt and rectum. Faster and faster they fucked, buffeting her between them like some crazed animated doll, the desperate sounds of their groans merging together in a mad symphony of uncontrolled sexual abandonment.
And then she screamed.
'' A AAA AAA AGGGGGHHH HH!'' and then another instantaneously, " A A A A AGGGGHHHHHH! I'M CUUUUMMM IN NNGGGG!''
She was out of her mind with desire, her tongue hanging crazily from her mouth as she began to grunt out the orgasms that seemed to roll on and on until she thought they would never stop. The two men both plunged forward at the same time, imbedding their suddenly wildly spewing molten sperm deep up into the soft, secret confines of her heaving belly.
"Oooohhhhh, Ooooooohhhhh!" she chanted again and again as she felt the sticky white-hot cum filling her body until she swore that it flowed out the erect nipples of her inflated breasts.
There was one last earth-shattering groan rolling from her still glistening lips like the sound and fury of death, and then it was over. They collapsed in a lifeless heap, the softness of her body sandwiched between them in utter exhaustion. Her legs protruded out to the sides like the white fleshy oars of a drifting skiff, no destination, no purpose, and no life present to ever move them again.
The only sound in the room was the soft moans of satiated flesh.