Chapter 7
Ed's blood-shot, alcohol filled eyes blazed at her, magnified to ominous proportions through his thick-lensed glasses. He was in a rage, confused, out of control, dangerous. His eyes opened wide, he stared at her fuming.
"What the hell are you talking about?" he lashed out. "I just them ... doing it myself!"
"But Ed ... it's not Sus ..." she began.
His arm raised and his hand, open-palmed, sliced through the air unexpectedly, knocking her forcefully back against the wall from the impact of the slap, her hand flying to her cheek, eyes full of fear and pain, as she sagged, moaning, staring incredulously at him. A thin trickle of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
"You bitch!" he howled. "What's your part in all of this? I suppose you're supposed to be the decoy. Is that why you've been hustling me and shoving your cunt at me all evening?"
"Ed ... I ... No ... No! I don't know what you're talking about ... please ... calm down ..." she moaned, turning her head to the wall and burying it in her hands.
"Well... what's your stupid excuse?" he raged.
Alice tried to stifle her sobs. She was confused; she didn't understand what was happening. Stammering, she tried to explain what was really taking place in the bedroom.
"I ... I really don't know ... myself ... I don" understand! All I know is that ... Frank is in the but he's ... he's doing it ... right there in the bedroom ... but not ... with your wife! You jumped to conclusions ... he's in there with ..." she stammered, her sobs preventing her from finishing.
Ed could no longer think rationally. His mind was clouded with the vision of Frank atop a woman on his bed who could only be his wife. The sick feeling he had experienced as he stepped into the dark room and realized he was not alone had forced him to turn his head aside as he turned on the lights. He wanted to confirm what was happening but his revulsion, horror and drunken confusion had jumped t" conclusions. Something snapped in his mind. His knowledge of Susan's infidelities-now a prove fact, witnessed with his own eyes-his increasing concern that someone was plotting to ruin him financially and his own sense of guilt, centered in hi wild burning desire for Alice Martin. He reacted blindly, with the rage of the unreasoning mind and the cunning of a trained killer. He was surrounded! They would close in any minute! He must act now!
Before Alice could finish her sentence and tell him that it was Julie, not Susan in the large bedroom with her husband, Ed's arm shot out, clouted her on the chin, and she sank down to the floor with out a sound, unconscious.
"You damned lying bitch," he flared. "That'll shut you up!"
He stared down at the prostrate young woman, her shapely body immobile, her legs splayed obscenely as she fell, sliding down the wall from his swift, punishing blow to the sculpted face, her long black hair in wild disarray around her head and shoulders. Kneeling down beside her, he ran his greedy hands over her svelte body, feeling the swell of those magnificent breasts, warm and firm under her scanty bra. God! He needed a woman ... any woman! This woman ... yes, this woman! She was his for the taking! That's the way it should always be... that's the way it had been before!
I don't know what the hell they're trying to pull on me, he thought. How many are involved? Susan ... Frank ... Alice ... probably Hank Rollins. It's probably some kind of frame-up ... Susan's trying to get rid of me ... divorce me! She wanted me to see her fucking him ... so I'd sue for divorce! ... But, I can't understand why she had to be so brazen about it ... doing it right here ... in our house ... in my bed? ! The tramp ... I should kill both of them ... blast them right where they are ... still fucking! ... But, killing would be too quick ... too easy for them! Fuck 'em! Hell ... I have it! I'll fuck hell out of Martin's wife ... right in Susan's room ... on her bed ... screw her till her tits fall off! That'll be one way of evening the score on them and getting even with him! Jesus! ... She's beautiful ... ! Beautiful but stupid! She's got to be in on this ... and if somehow she's not, she's got to be a God damn stupid fool! How could she not know what she's been doing to me ... all evening ... tossing her body at me. Hell, this is one piece of ass I'm really going to enjoy!
The hungry executive carefully picked up the unconscious body of the woman and carried her lightly, easily, into his wife's bedroom. His burning desire to take her focused his energy and dimmed the effects of the liquor he had consumed. Laying her on the large canopied bed and locking the door, he set about taking his clothes off, feasting his eyes on her curvaceous body as he did so.
Then, he decided to make sure that she would not run away or cry out when she regained consciousness. He opened a drawer and reached into a pile of lingerie and removed a handful of nylon stockings. Her body spread-eagle on the bed, he bound her with these, tying her limbs, one to each corner bed post. Surveying the job he had done, he stepped back and gazed approvingly. The sight of the young helpless woman gave him a tremendous sexual charge! His prick came surgingly to life, as he remembered other helpless victims of another time ... another place. He had been young then ... young, hard ... and vicious!
Noting the coagulating blood on her lips, the beginnings of a deep bruise mark on her chin and some slight swelling, he felt a momentary twinge of compassion for the bound, helpless girl. Turning around, he walked into the bathroom, soaked a washcloth in warm water, came back to the bed and began to bathe her face. Her body moved and her eyes fluttered open, staring terror-stricken up into his eyes. She tried to move, found herself bound. She screamed!
" AAAaaaaaaggghh!"
He quickly placed the washcloth over her mouth, clamping it tightly shut, stifling the young woman's cry.
"Shut up!" he grunted. "I'm not going to hurt you anymore ... unless you make me!"
She became quiet again, her struggles subsiding under the strength of his hands. She was unable to breathe. He continued, "Do you understand? " Alice nodded affirmatively. He removed the washcloth and released her mouth.
"What... what are ... you ... going ... to ... do ... to ... me? This can't really ... be ... happening!" she said, her voice shaky, terrified.
"What do you think I'm going to do! .. .I'm going to fuck you ... you prick-teaser!" he bellowed. "I'm going to fuck you ... like you've never been fucked before!"
"But... I... I..." she struggled.
"Knock it off! You're getting it whether you want it or not! Cooperate and enjoy it ... and make it good for me, too ... and nothing else will happen!" he suggested through a demonic smile.
"No ... Not ... Nothing ... else ..." she stuttered.
"Yeah ... nothing else ... or maybe ... I might change my mind ... and finish those two in the other bedroom off for good!" he threatened, his eyes blazing with mad hatred now.
"You ... wouldn't ... couldn't ... ! You're not a ... you couldn't do a thing like ..." she hesitated, unable to bring herself to say the dreaded word aloud.
"Murder ... ?" he finished for her. "Don't test me ... I sure as hell could! I was an officer at the front during the war ... and killed lots of people. It's simple ... with a gun, rope, club, even my hands! People die easily!"
Alice suddenly realized that he had lost control of himself and was raging with madness. She saw the madness in his eyes, and she knew that he was capable of anything ... even murder!
Oh, my God, he's gone crazy, she thought to herself. He's in a frenzy to hurt and destroy! What can I do? I'm helpless tied up like this ... at his mercy! Oh, dear Lord, please help me to do the right thing ... say the right things ... so I can stop him from going off the deep end and really hurting someone! If all he wants is to make love to me ... as some kind of revenge against Frank, I'll have to give in and let him do it, I guess. If I let him do it ... maybe ... he'll come back to his senses ... and forget about wanting to ... kill ... Frank and Susan. Oh, God ... I'm terrified. How could this nightmare ever begin? I have no choice ... I've got to let him ... make love to me ... and I've never wanted another man ... to do that! It's sinful! I'm a married woman ... but if I don't let him ... and he ... he killed Frank! Oh ... I'd be partly to blame for it because ... I might have been able to stop him ... How could I live with myself ... What can I do ... God ... help me ... What can I do?
"And ...if...if...I cooperate? " she asked trembling.
"I never break my word!" he snapped. "Have you decided to calm down and relax?"
"You ... you'll just ... make love ... to me ... not hurt me ... and then let us go ... Frank and me?" she bargained.
"Don't rush me, baby! I'm not going to just crawl on and crawl off! I'm going to fuck you ... fuck the hell out of you ... every way possible ... and maybe I'll even find some new ways as I go along!" he snapped.
"But... you ... ?" she began.
"Every possible way ... and maybe more ... like you've never been fucked before," he repeated, leering at her.
Alice could grasp what he meant even though her imagination as to sexual matters was naive and quite limited. She was appalled. My God! How could she agree to do some of those horrible things she had heard base people discuss furtively, or had read about briefly in some obscure book or magazine. She had never actually believed that people really did those things ... not normal people.
"I ... we . _
can't ... I couldn't ... I won't! I can't agree to be a party to ... some ... horrible ... abnormal... pervert..." she gasped.
He stopped her with his mouth, leaning over her, clamping his lips to hers, his tongue lashing into her burstingly, through the barrier of her teeth to duel with her resisting tongue. His hand dropped to her luscious breast and roughly fondled it. Finally, he raised his head when he realized that she was not going to respond.
"You'll learn to like it, bitch! I know just the way to make you change your mind and cooperate!" he snarled.
Rising from the bed, he again opened the drawer and selected another nylon stocking, and using the damp washcloth as a gag and the slender leg covering as a binder, effectively silenced her protestations once more.
"There!" he growled as he finished. 'That should keep you quiet... until I return!"
Ed walked out of the bedroom and-returned a few moments later, carrying a small steel revolver, an aged but deadly model with a long efficient barrel. Entering the room, he locked the door again, and came up to the bed and held up the weapon for her to see, swinging the muzzle around and pressing it down upon her chest.
"This should convince you ... in case you think I was kidding!" he emphasized, his face a horrible mask of hatred.
The frightened young woman nodded negatively, wildly, her head rolling from side to side, her eyes filled with terror and despair. She attempted to talk through the gag but only made choking, incoherent sounds.
Ed leaned over and removed the gag from her mouth. She gasped for air. Tears ran freely down her cheeks; her body was wracked with heavy sobs of defeat, the smooth hemispheres of her breasts rapidly rising and falling with the agony of fear and terror ... with the realization of this man's depravity ... his ability and willingness to carry out this menacing act. She was in panic!
"Now! Are you going to cooperate ... what's your answer, eh?" he snickered.
Alice gave up. "I'll ... I'll do anything ... whatever you want!" she sobbed in desperation. "Only ... please ... please ... don't ... hurt anyone ... don't use that... that..."
"Well ... that's more like it!" Ed grinned, his voice calming down and losing some of its edge.
He loosened the stockings and untied her. She raised herself up, sliding over to the edge of the bed, rubbing first her ankles, then her wrists to stimulate the circulation of her blood which had been cut off by the pressure of the bindings.
"Would you ... let me have ... a drink ... a strong drink?" she asked.
"Sure," he replied. "Anything you want ... if you think it'll help!"
Resting the revolver in the belt of his trousers, he went to the dresser and rummaged in the drawers until he found a bottle of Scotch. Walking to the bathroom, he returned with two water glasses. Pouring generously into one glass, he handed it to her.
"Sorry ... we'll have to manage without ice," he added.
Alice took the glass anxiously-it would take her into a kind of stupified state, an oblivion, an escape from reality-and took a deep swallow of the warm, fiery liquid that brought fire to her throat and caused her eyes to water.
"UUgghh," she shuddered as it penetrated her in-sides.
"Don't drink it so fast!" he commanded. "I don't want you passing out on me now," he snorted.
He poured some into the other glass and sat down beside her on the bed. She sipped her drink, slowly and savoringly. Sipping his Scotch, he ran his free hand over her smooth back, lightly and soothingly.
"Ed," she began, a shiver running through her at his touch. "Wouldn't there ... be a lot of trouble ... for you ... if anyone found out that ... that you raped me...?"
"Who said anything about raping you?" His voice was hard and violent again. "You'll be doing it because it's what you want ... get it? You're going to beg me to fuck you . .. understand?"
Alice was confused; she didn't understand when he said it. His words meant nothing to her but, later, she was to understand ... many things ...
What's he talking about she wondered- Here I am locked up in this room . . . brought in here by force ... tied to the bed ... being threatened with a gun ... and he's telling me that I'll ask ... beg him to do it. What could he mean ... How could he ever make me beg him to do it... ?
Hank Rollins rested comfortably on the bed in the guest room of the spacious Reynolds apartment. He held an earphone to his ear, as he adjusted the volume level of the portable cassette recorder sitting on the nightstand, its reels spinning at a regular three and three-quarters inch per second. The tiny sensitive microphone was well hidden in Susan's bedroom where Ed held Alice prisoner. Hank looked up briefly as Susan entered the room carrying her camera.
"Did you get the picture?" he asked eagerly.
Susan was flushed with excitement; she smiled.
"Relax ... I got it... I got it!"
She came to sit on the edge of the bed next to him, still wearing her revealing dress from the dinner-dance, most of her creamy white swelling breasts exposed, struggling to escape their flimsy confines. Her hand reached down to his thigh, sliding up along it, under his robe, to his crotch, where she took hold of his flaccid penis.
"I got hot, Hank, just watching ... them!" she said. "It's really ... kind of sexy ... watching ... you know ... ?"
"Yeah," he replied dryly, listening intently to the voices coming through the earphone. He had barely heard what Susan was saying; he wished she would take her hand off his cock, but he said nothing.
She suddenly dropped the detumescent instrument reluctantly, realizing that she would not be able to arouse him just then.
"Let me listen too," she requested.
The advertising man removed the earphone plug and turned the recorder to monitoring position, adjusting the dial to lower the volume of sound coming through the speaker.
"If you want to ..." he replied, laying back on the bed.
Ed's sharp voice came through the speaker clearly. "You're going to beg me to fuck you ... understand?"
"Get my husband, the big he-man," Susan said sarcastically, mimicking him with pantomime gestures.
"I'm afraid that Ed is not quite himself ... that's he's not rational," Hank pointed out.
"Oh, really ..." her face took on a gesture of surprise.
"You know, he's got a gun in there ... threatening to kill you and Frank!" he added. "I have it here ... right on the tape ... for whatever it's worth!"
He's not ... really ... dangerous?" she asked, concern coming into her voice for the first time.
"No ... I don't think so ... it's probably just a crazy threat," he soothed, raising up and putting his arms around her as she nestled into them. "Don't worry about anything ... he can't hurt you ... I'm here," he continued.
Smiling, she offered him her lips, sucking greedily on his tongue as it came sliding freely into his mouth.
A few moments passed and she broke contact with him and leaned back; loosening the belt of his dressing gown, she opened the front of his garment. His long, smooth, stringily muscular body was exposed to her. She reached hungrily for his half-aroused cock, taking it into her hand, massaging its length and retracting the foreskin.
"Hank ... I'm so hot... from watching Frank and Julie ... I need it ... I want to fuck ... so badly ..." she said low and breathy.
"We don't have time now ... do we?" he asked. "Remember ... we've got to get some pictures of Ed and Alice ... remember?"
Although she was disappointed, she brightened with a new thought.
"Hank ... I'm so close! You could give me a release with a sixty-nine ..." she pleaded, standing up and lifting her dress to remove her thin, transparent underpants.
"C'mon, Susan!" he said with finality. "Are we going to go through with our plan or not?"
She frowned, feeling rejected. "O.K. Hank ... have it your way ... I understand. But ... let me have a little suck and give you a quickie," she returned, her mouth opening with a big smile.
Lowering herself, she rested her body on her knees, between his long legs, her hips coming down to the head of his enlarging organ, taking the reddening flesh into her mouth and using her tongue to move in circles around the head. Her hands were busy on his scrotum, kneading and scratching lightly as she felt his cock begin to expand and lengthen throbbingly in jerking rhythm with her contracting and expanding lips. Then, she began to move her head twistingly up and down, ever so slowly, exulting, reveling, in the slippery smoothness of the tumescent maleness of him, her cheeks hollowing in and out as she sucked steadily on his hardening shaft. The pungent flavor of his juices were like rare nectar, the sexual stimulus prompted her to reach back between her own legs to find the hidden button of her clitoris nestled there. She stroked herself, soothingly, as the electric current of the soft summer lightning spread itself across her crotch and abdomen, the nipples of her large breasts coming alive, alert to her need.
Hank lay back on the pillows, allowing the full, voluptuous sensations in his prick to flow through him surgingly, enjoying to the utmost the skillful oral manipulations of this sensuous woman, this sex-goddess, of whom he partook gourmet sexual fare. It was as if her mouth was his own world at this moment!
The sounds from Susan's bedroom, where Ed was enjoying his sexual torments of Alice Martin, helpless in the crazed man's grasp, came to them loud and clear from the speaker of the tape recorder, every word and nuance being neatly captured on the thin tape. The two of them listened as she continued her oral homage to Hank's rock hard penis, now moving faster and faster, raking more of his organ into her mouth and throat, her head bobbing up and down like a parched animal thirsting to tap his seminal pool. Hank could feel it begin. He knew it would not be long before he would come, spewing his living sperm into her mouth. He moved forward, thrusting his hips up into her face. Then, he reached down, grasping her head on either side, forcing her mouth down even farther over the length of his cock, urging her to even more speed. He saw that her lips sawed outward, cruelly, exposing the tender, inner lining on the up-stroke, saliva dripping from them. On the down-stroke, her bright lips were curled inward. Every now and then she let her teeth scrape lightly along the entire length of his prick, and always her tongue was working wildly, laving him with its rough tenderness. He was wild with the thrill and excitement it stirred inside him, and he exploded. He came!
He burst with semen! His penis jetted forth its load of white hot sperm, the viscous fluid pumping wildly into her mouth, his hips jerking up at her convulsively with the sexual spasm, draining him, and he fell back, satiated.
She continued to suck until all his sperm had been spent, licking the shaft, swallowing until every last drop was consumed.
Finally, reluctantly, she released his deflated cock and slid sensuously up his body to kiss him. He tasted the pungent male sweetness of his own sperm in her mouth.
"How was it, Hank?" she asked.
"Fantastically voluptuous, Sue! God, you've got the sexiest mouth ... and the hottest cunt of any woman I've ever met," he exclaimed.
"Just how many ... women ... have you known ... ?" she asked. "That's my business and you know it," he replied. "But... I've had a few," he added.
"Is Alice Martin ... one of them?" she queried.
"Actually, no ... not yet," he answered honestly.
"But... you have tried, hm ... ?" she prodded.
"Well ... yes ... but she wasn't ready to give in to me ..." he snapped candidly. He continued with, "Hell ... what is this inquisition, anyway? You knew damn well that I would try ... after I saw her naked body on the patio that day!"
Susan hesitated, "Yes ... I guess I did know ... Hank," she replied, her voice low.
Hank concentrated on the voices coming through the tape recorder, quieting her with his finger on his lips. "C'mon, we have to listen carefully," he said. "Remember, we have to take the pictures at exactly the right moment!"
"Lie on your stomach!" Ed ordered.
Alice obeyed him, resting her face on her arms. Ed stared down at her, her soft skin, her smooth straight back, small waist flaring into somewhat generous hips, buttocks protruding roundingly firm, tapering thighs, small knees, rounded calves, small ankles and narrow feet, all put together in one lovely package of femaleness, and she was in his complete power to do with as he chose. It was an exhilarating feeling for him, in his present mentally unbalanced state. A flashing memory crossed his mind. That other ... ! What had become of her? He was unable to remember what it was he had done ... afterwards ... after he had fucked her. It was all a total blank in his mind.
He kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, kneeling over her. He caressed her back with his hands, massaging buttocks, sweeping down over thighs, up inner thighs, his hands dipping into the crease between those mounding hillocks of sensuous flesh, seeking and exploring; then, he kissed the nape of her neck, laving her with his tongue, as he began to work slowly downward. He kissed the length of- her spine, the twin hollows at its base, the smooth hemispheres of her buttocks, the silky inner thighs, the backs of knees and ankles; thence, back upward to the neck again, where he used his tongue in the opening of her ear.
Alice accepted these attentions stoically. She derived no pleasure from what he was doing to her. There was only a mixture of fear and pity; fear that this madman might carry out his threat and shoot Frank and pity for him in this irrational, confused, twisted state of mind. She realized that he must be insane; that he was capable of doing just what he had said he would do.
My God, let me say and do the right things ... and maybe I can prevent him from doing something incredibly horrible! she concentrated to herself.
Ed could not help but sense that Alice was not responding in any way to his kissing and caressing. He had to try something else to bring her around.
"Get over on your back!" he demanded roughly.
She complied immediately, bringing her hands down to cover her breasts and keeping her thighs clamped tightly together.
The hungry male slid off the bed, went to the dresser and returned with an electrical device which he slipped onto his hand, using an elastic band to hold it in place. He plugged the long cord into an electrical outlet and leered down at her.
"Wait till you feel this ... it'll make you crawl up the walls," he squealed nastily.
Seating himself on the bed beside her, he slid the switch forward on the motor resting on top of his hand, setting the vibrator in motion with a strong humming sound.
He stretched his arm out and lightly touched one of her nipples. She felt the gentle, tingling sensation in the coral tip of it. In spite of her revulsion and fear, it felt good. Then, he began to move his hand in massaging motions, the vibrations of the machine being transmitted strongly through his curling, caressing fingers around her breasts. His vibrating hand kneaded and molded the softly pliant flesh, making her shiver and tingle, goose pimples popping out on her creamy-smooth skin.
She fought valiantly to keep control but, suddenly, she felt it! A warm feeling spread all over her body, getting warmer, hotter every moment, until she felt the searing stab of flame like a blazing welding torch cutting into her loins, bringing every nerve ending of her crotch to life, standing alert ... ready for anything. She had the crazy thought she wanted his hand, vibrating on her ... in her. For the first time in her life, her cunt was burning with uncontrollable heat, and she had to have something to relieve it. A raging fire tore from within her and it had to be put out!
My God what's happening to me? It's got to stop . .. he's got to stop doing this ... or I'll go out of my mind! It feels so warm ... so soothing ... so moist... so good down there .. . I .. .I!
Alice moaned aloud. Ed heard her whimpering and knew that she was getting hot .'.. that she wouldn't be able to stand it much longer . . . that in a little while she would be begging him to fuck her. He chuckled with smug self-satisfaction.
He moved his hand down across her flat pliant stomach,, the vibrator motor humming diabolically, and his fingers were between her thighs in the silky black hair of her vaginal slit. The electric current struck into her like lightning, penetrating in her crotch. She had to have it! It was not Ed that she wanted but Frank ... she wanted Frank to do it to her. She moaned again.
"OOOooohhh! What are you doing to me . . . ? I can't stand it," she panted.
"I'm only getting you ready for the main event, baby," he muttered. "Just preparing you for the fuck of your life!"
His fingers moved into the crease at the juncture of her thighs, searching for the clitoris hiding there in its fleshy canopy. Against her will, she opened the gates of her sacred chamber; her thighs fell limply away to either side, inviting him ... wanting him ... wanting that vibration against her ... needing something more, but denying the need in her mind while her body acted the traitor. He found the shaft of the miniature phallus and moved up and down on it, pausing to dip a finger into the coral-petaled vaginal opening to moisten it in the viscous fluids being produced copiously deep in her cunt.
Moving away from her genitals, his hand fondled the inside of her thighs, back up again to the tufted mound, to her stomach, where a finger drilled into her navel briefly and to her breasts. God! How good it felt on her breasts! She looked down and saw that her nipples stood out, erect, tense, waiting for his hand.
I can't stand this, she thought. Oh, God, what am I going to do. I'm feeling so hot ... and I want it so much now. But I want Frank ... I'm not going to beg this maniac for it. I'll never do that. Why doesn't he just rape me? But I couldn't ... I just can't make myself... ask for it... from him!
But, her hips involuntarily began to rotate in tiny circles, her inflamed loins betraying her great need as she moved sensuously, uncontrollably.
"Feels good ... doesn't it... ?" he teased.
She couldn't answer, fearful of what she might say. Closing her eyes, she shook her head slightly in positive acknowledgement.
"Whenever you're ready, all you have to say is 'Fuck me, Ed,' " he repeated to her.
"You'll never make me say it!" she hurled back.
The burning sensation in her belly, her vagina, was growing greater and greater. The fire had to be put out! She knew now that it was the soaring fire of sexual passion. She would do anything .. . any- thing! She wanted his penis, hard and long, rampaging into her, the hard male flesh parting her, splitting her, hosing into that inferno in her cunt to give her relief from her agony ... the exquisite agony of sexual need! Oh, God ... how she wanted it... now!
Ed put his hands under her knees, lifting them, forcing her thighs apart, far widespread, until her whole naked vaginal slit was exposed to him. He placed a finger near the glisteningly moist opening, allowing the finger to move in circles in the soft fleecy hair ringing the gently throbbing lips, the buzzing vibrator sending shivers of incredible pleasure through her. Now, the finger vibrated in her cunt, running around, just inside the smooth quivering walls, contacting the sensitive flesh of the vaginal lining, deep in the wetness; then, his thumb contacted the clitoris, peeping out of its fleshy canopy above and she was sent into a paroxysm of wild, uncontrolled gyrations, her hips rising to meet that wonderfully vibrating finger in her pussy. She wanted to capture it... to keep it there ... forever.
Her head began to flail helplessly back and forth on the pillows, and droplets of sweat ran down her chest, glistening on the rounded mounds of her breasts. Her face felt fiery and flushed. The furnace-like heat in her loins was becoming almost unbearable.
"Please ... OOOooohhh! I can't stand it! Stop! Please ... stop!" she pleaded.
"Not until you say it!" he screamed at her.
"Say what ... ? What do you want me ... to say ... ?" she asked in agony, wanting, needing ... her pride preventing her from giving in.
"Tell me you want it!" he snapped. "Say, Fuck me, Ed! Please, fuck me!"
"I can't ... I can't say those ... awful words!" she moaned.
" x ou can . . . and you will say them, goddamn it!
Here-. . try this for size!" he exploded.
Suddenly, the erotic sensations caused by his moist, vibrating finger in her cunt was replaced by the feeling of something round, cold, hard and long being inserted into her open vagina, ramming into her cervix, flipping past it to stop at the back wall painfully. Looking down, she saw the hand, with the vibrator attached, grasping the butt of the big pistol, the barrel of it-in its entirety-shoved into her pussy, all the way up to the cylinder! He was fucking her with the revolver! She screamed in a frenzy. His free hand lashed out, slamming her across the mouth, cutting off her words.
" A AAA Aaaaaaagggggghh! Not that! ... please ... not the gu ...." she shrieked hysterically, the last word chopped off in her throat by the impact of his hand on her.
Oh, dear God! He's got the gun up inside me ... if it went off ... it'd kill me! Oh, my God! Help me! Please, God, help me! I'm so scared! Please help me ... now!
Alice sobbed, shaking with terror. "Wh ... what ... do you want me ... to ... to say? I'll say whatever you want me ... to ... say ... do ... whatever you want me to do! But. please ... please ... take that thing ... out of me ... !"
He slowly moved the barrel back and forth, plunging evilly, in and out, a most deadly phallus fucking into her, rubbing cruelly at the soft, silky lining of her cuntal walls. In spite of herself, her hips rose to meet it, absorb it into her, her mind-body accepting it, as she would a flesh and blood cock. Strangely, masochistically, she wanted it ... too.
Oh God! What's happening to me? Am I losing my mind ... too! What am I doing? It's the barrel of his gun ... moving in and out of me ... and yet... I can't help it! I can't help ... responding to it... !
"C'mon, baby ... say it... 'Fuck me, Ed!' " he ordered. "That's the only way I'll stop using this artificial prick and give you the real thing!"
"Please, Ed ... do it to me ..." she stammered.
"That's not good enough, baby! ... Say it loud ... loud and clear!" he commanded in a frenzy.
She heard the click as he cocked the revolver.
Oh my God, no. No! No! No!
"F ... fu ... fuck ... m ... mm ... me, Eh ... Ed ... please! I want you to ... to ... fuck me!" she managed, almost passing out from the effort.
"Now ... that's better ..." he laughed. "How do you want it?"
"Any way you want to ... Ed! Only, please ... fuck me with your ... penis ... instead ... of that ... gu ... gun!" she pleaded.
Then, she felt him remove the barrel of the heavy revolver from her cunt, the bed shift as he raised himself up. It was a great relief not to have that cold deadly instrument inside her, but she could not explain to herself why she had accepted it, making it hers, reacting to it, pumping back at it uncontrollably, with such fervor.
Hank Rollins, listening intently to the sounds coming over the speaker, came to attention quickly, his senses attuned for the meaning of something that had been said, a nuance of hysterical fear in Alice's voice.
He said, "I swear, there's something fishy going on in there ... something that's not just right .., something ... very strange!"
Susan, who was dozing at his side, opened her eyes sleepily and said, "It sure is taking them a long time... Hasn't he put it in her yet? " "He' got something in her, but it's not his cock! I'm beginning to think that it's . . . it's the gun! You don't think ... he couldn't have ... do you suppose ... ?" he said, thinking aloud.
Her eyes rolled wide, fear and terror written all over her face.
"Oh, no! My God! No!" she exclaimed, sitting up.
"What is it . . . what's wrong?" Hank asked, alarmed at her reaction.
"He did that ... to me ... once!" she confessed, her face even more contured with alarm.
"You can't mean ... that ... he actually put a gun barrel... in your cunt? " he gasped in disbelief.
"Yes ..." She choked, remembering. "He was mean drunk ... when he did it! It was horrible!"
"My God, we'll have to Alice away from him! What if he pulled the trigger? Christ!" he roared, jumping from the bed, pulling his robe together.
She grabbed his arm, restraining him. "Please, Hank, stop! Don't go in there! He's like a wild animal ... when he's like this! He might get crazy ... and start shooting ... when you walk in! You don't know him ... when he's like this! Please, Hank, stay right here with me!" she pleaded, holding his arm tightly..
Hank was really worried now. He grabbed Susan by the shoulders, digging his strong fingers into her soft flesh until she winced.
He asked, "Susan ... is there something about Ed ... about his past ... that you haven't told me ... something important that we should all know about?"
"Yes ... yes, there is, Hank. When Ed was in the army ... during the war ... he was right at the front ... killing people ... all day ... every day ... for weeks without stop! He was a killer! After the war, he was put in a mental hospital ... to be treated by special doctors ... he was eventually released but ... I've never been sure that he wasn't permanently damaged ... They even warned me that he might break down and become dangerous," she ad- mitted, painfully, carefully choosing her words. "This is the second timeihis has happened!"
"Do you mean to say that he is potentially homicidally dangerous then?" he queried.
"Yes! Yes! Oh, my God ... He could ... kill without batting an eyelash!" she affirmed.
"Well ... we've got to find a way to get her out of there ... without provoking him! Jesus! What a mess ... what a hideous mess!" the tall man muttered.
"Well, to begin with, you can undress me!" Ed ordered.
Alice did not hesitate and began stripping him until he was naked, releasing his cock from the confining clothing as she finally removed his shorts. While she was still bending, he put his hands on her shoulders and forced her back on her heels, in a subservient kneeling position before him.
"Now, you little cock-tease, you can suck my prick, for a little while ... help harden it up some more ..." he said lewdly, looking cruelly at her.
"Su .... suck ... your ... your ... thing ... ?" she asked, wide-eyed.
"Yes! goddamn it! Put my cock in your mouth and get busy ... suck it.. . now!" he roared.
The revolver in his hand was raised and came around to bear on her, pointing between her eyes. His voice was deadly now. "You will not only suck my cock ... but you'll ask me for permission to do it!"
Oh, my God!
"Ed ... I ... I ... want ... to ... to suck ... on ... your . .. your cock. M . .. May I .. . ?" she stammered, finally getting the words out.
"Yes! God damn it! Put my cock in your mouth and suck it... suck it good!" he exulted.
She leaned forward blindly, awkwardly, grasping the half-hardened flesh of his prick and put it gingerly in her mouth, tasting, for the first time, the pungent maleness of a man's penis. With reluctance and a feeling of repugnance, she moved her lips in a sucking motion, as his hips responded and began moving forward and backward, thrusting the organ ever deeper into her mouth.
"Use your tongue, bitch!" he ordered. The slippery feel of his enlarging cock in her mouth, unaccountably began to become pleasant, erotic ... somehow desirable, the nerve endings inside her mouth reacting, sending their messages of voluptuousness to her numbed brain. She began to use her tongue, swirling it around and around the head, trying finally to insert the tip of it into the small slit beneath the smooth rubbery head.
Ed began talking in an almost hypnotic tone as he moved, standing there, his cock in the girl's mouth, his confused thoughts coming out in fragments.
"They're not putting anything over on me ... Ed Reynolds' too smart ... Susan thinks she's so damn smart ... can't fool me ... lying bitch! Wants a divorce ... Get a big settlement and break me ... gain control over all my holdings .... Hank and Susan planning to get rid of me. Shit! I'll show those two fools a thing or two ... Ed Reynolds can get the best of anyone! Too damned shrewd! Beat out anyone! I'll get out of this one, too! Surrounded! They're close by! I'll get out! Make a plan! Rendezvous! Shit, it's time! Where is everybody? All alone! Too late! No boat! No damn boat! Where is the fucking goddamn boat?"
Suddenly, he stopped, pulled his hardened prick from her mouth and stared down at her, his eyes blinded for a moment, his face contorted; then, his eyes' focused again on her, recognizing where he was, what he was doing.
"Stop ... that's enough!" he ordered. "Get back on the bed ... I'm going to fuck you to death, now!"
Alice had a peculiar inexplicable sensation. She was disappointed. She had thought out a simple solution ... If she were able to use her mouth on him long enough ... bring him to ejaculation ... maybe, she wouldn't have to go through the hideous agony of having him mount her ... use his organ in her vagina ... avoid being fucked. If he had an ejaculation ... maybe she could get away! At the same time, the pleasurable sensations she had momentarily felt made her want to go on ... and on to a final completion. The vision of what would happen when he came off in her mouth was before her. What would she do? She didn't know.
Her thoughts raced haphazardly in her mind. What's happening to me? Am I something dirty, too? What is there inside me making me want to keep on sucking his penis ... wanting to feel him cum in my mouth? Why, the very thought is disgusting! I could never do anything like that! I only took his ... thing ... in my mouth ... because he made me do it! Oh, dear God, he forced me to suck his cock!
She was surprised! Appalled that she could use such a word, even in her thoughts; she had never said it aloud, until Ed had forced her to say it, although, she had to admit, she had heard most of those vulgar words used before. She remembered how often she had been repulsed when Frank used those crude terms with her.
As she slowly climbed back on the bed, Ed walked over to the dresser and again searched through the drawers. He had remembered seeing it there, and ... yes, there it was. He brought out the ornate box and opening it, up, held it up for her to see.
"Hey ... lookee what I found!" he exulted. "My sweet little wife has been resorting to the use of one of these goddamned things ... so let's find out how it works on you!"
"No . . . please . . . don't . . . no, please!" she pleaded.
Her protests only annoyed him, and he came close, waving the giant dildo under her face.
"Whether you like it or not ... you're going to try it out, bitch!" he screamed at her.
The rubber device was a replica of a man's penis, manufactured of some rubbery substance. It was, at least, twelve inches long, and Alice knew from the great breadth and length of it that she would never be able to accommodate it... inside her.
"N ... N ... No! Please! That thing will split me in ..." she moaned.
"Like hell it will! Women can take anything in their soft little cunts!" he said with a vicious smile.
"Julie!" Hank exclaimed. "She's our answer! She could go in there . . . distract him
. . . then, Frank and I could get the gun away from him!"
"Do you think she's willing to do it ... ?" Susan asked, dubious.
"Hell! She'd go anywhere ... if she thinks sex is involved!" he blared out.
"But ... it's dangerous ... trying to take a gun away from someone ... like Ed ... !" she added. "It might... go off... and hurt someone!"
"Well, of course . . . it's dangerous! But what choice do we have? There's no telling when he'll go off the deep end and decide to start shooting! We'd all be possible targets ... and right now, Alice is the one in danger!" he reasoned. "C'mon ... we've got to get her out of there and get that gun away from him!"
We can t both go ... One of us should stay here and keep listening," she said with shrewd practicality. "You stay put... I'll go!"
Susan quietly made her way into the master bed room. Frank and Julie were on the bed, fast asleep in each other's arms, lying face to face, still connected, Frank's cock deep in her cunt. Julie had on leg under him, the other leg thrown over his hip, on top.
She approached and leaned over them, calling their names in a low voice. Frank opened his eyes; saw her, recognized and remembered; he was angry, hurt... betrayed.
"What the hell do you want ... you double-crossing cunt? Get the hell out of here and stay away from me!" he hissed at her.
"Wait ... Frank ... you don't understand ... I was doing all that I did for a reason ... my reason! But ... now ... now we've got real trouble!" she pleaded. "You've got to listen to me!"
Julie Rollins was awake too, now. She recognized the desperate urgency in Susan; she had sobered up somewhat, and knew that this was not Susan's nor mal way of behaving.
"For Christ's sake, Frank, shut up! ... and listen to her! I think there's really something wrong!" she ordered.
Quickly, Susan explained to them the unexpected and dangerous turn of events, telling them, also why she knew it would be a very delicate, touch and-go situation, in attempting to disarm her crazy husband.
"Believe me ... I know what he's capable doing," she finished. "If we can only get him to lay the gun down . . . maybe we can get hold of it. . . that no one will get hurt!"
"What can I do ... ?" Julie inquired.
"Join them ... make it a trio ... a real orgy ... o whatever ... anything ... that might make him for get about that gun ... !" Susan replied. "Will you do it?"
"Is ... is he good ... Sue ..-.?" Julie asked.
"Don't worry, Julie ... you won't be disappointed. He's good . .. and he's big, too!"
"You're both crazy!" Frank interrupted. "We've got to rush him ... just go in there and take the gun away from him!"
"Remember, Frank ... he's killed dozens of people! Every way imaginable ... even with his bare hands! After the war ... he was put away in a mental hospital ... for a long time . . . and I know that..."
"O.K. . . . O.K. . . . I'm beginning to understand, now," Frank responded, softly. "Yeah . . . I'm beginning to understand an awful lot of things ..."
Ed plugged the electric cord into the wall outlet. The vibrator motor inside the monstrous dildo began to hum, emitting a slight buzzing sound. He tested it against his cheek.
"HHHhhhmmmmmm," he reacted. "This ought to do something for her!" he said aloud, crawling onto the bed, beside her.
He kept the revolver in one hand, the vibrating dildo in the other. Making a quick decision, he deposited the gun on the bedside table. Alice noticed his movement and drew a deep sigh of relief, but the hugely menacing rubber cock in his hand was almost as frightening to her. God! What would she do if all she had was a choice between the two? She glanced nervously from one to the other; then she looked at his throbbing prick, sticking out, hard and long from the bristle at his crotch. Did she have a choice among the three?
Damn it! I'd rather have the ... real thing ... if I have to choose! she muttered under her breath. It's big ... and throbbing ... and it's flesh! Oh, God! This is all so insane! I only want Frank ... Frank ... Where are you ... ? Dear Lord ... what can I do ... I'm all alone and I feel so helpless ... What can I do?
"Open your legs!" he commanded.
Obediently, her legs splayed out, but she, involuntarily, dropped a hand to her crotch, covering the opening there.
"Take your hand away .. from your pussy!" he snarled at her.
"Please ... why don't you ... just ... fuck me?" she begged. "Use that big ... cock of yours ... on me ... and just fuck me ... the right way ..."
"That's it... Now you're talking! Keep it up!" he laughed, smiling, lewdly, pleased.
I bet that's it, she mused to herself. That's what he wants! He likes to hear me say those dirty words! He gets some kind of thrill out of it. Oh god, help me! Let me say the right things ... at the right time!
"OOOooohhh!" she moaned, in a sudden return to unwanted ecstasy, as he brought the huge, rubbery, vibrating head of the dildo into contact with her moistly pink vaginal opening and began to move it up and down forcing the tip of it inward, slightly, spreading her, moistening the machine with the viscous fluids of her cunt. The vibrations drove into her, searingly, the ready nerves responding against her will, overloading their messages to her brain, driving out all other thoughts . . . destroying her will. Then, the slippery rubber came against her clitoris, and the throbbing, jumping, sparking electric charge struck at her loins, consuming her with agonizingly ecstatic sexual need ... the need to be penetrated, plumbed to the depths,- filled and refilled forever and constantly with cock ... and more cock.
Her desire was now real! It was an all-consuming need to be satisfied. She had never before felt like this. Her hips moved, uncontrollably, wildly, ecstatically. Her passion was unbridled, stampeding out of control, and she began to groan, incessantly, words tumbling from her, almost incoherently. Her head flung from side to side, her eyes were wild, her mouth contorted, agonized as her neck muscles strained, wanting ... needing!
"OOOOOOOOOoooooooooohhhh! Ed! That . . . feels so good! Use it! Fuck me ... with it! Oh God! EEEEd! Put it in my cunt ... and fuck me with it! Split me! Do anything ... everything to me! But do something! Fuck me! Oh please ... fuck me! She begged in her wild uncontrolled need.
"You'll get fucked when I'm good and ready to!" he teased, a triumphant smile on his face. "In the meantime, just keep on begging for it ... I want to watch you climb the walls ... !" he laughed with a crazed cackle.
Oh dear god, I must be losing my mind, Alice thought to herself. I'm wild ... inside. I can't stand this ... I've got to have it ... got to have something ... inside me ... fucking me! Oh, god, I don't understand what's happening! I'm on fire ... and I want to be fucked. Why doesn't he fuck me? My god! If he doesn't fuck me soon, I thing I'll lose my mind!
A strange, exciting idea entered her mind. She could have both; Why not? It was too late, anyway! Her intense need had taken complete control of her; she had already become wanton, vulgar. She could even verbalize it!
"Ed ... turn around ... let me suck you ... while you fuck me with that . . . dildo! I can do it ... ! Please, let me ... ?" she pleaded. . He had triumphed and he smiled from ear to ear! "All right ... for a little while," he conceded. "But, I've got a better idea ... for later ..."
He swung his body around, until his loins were over her face, his red, throbbing, penis pointed directly at her mouth. Alice reached up, greedily, to stroke and massage his balls. Then, she hungrily thrust his long, hardened cock into her mouth and began to suck on it wildly, greedily, almost uncontrollably, as he spread the coral petals of her pussy and inserted the head of the giant replica of the male into the liquid velvet between her legs, spreading her, stretching her, painfully and wide.
The vibrations coursed through her, adding fuel to the already raging fire in her cunt; her hips ground, uncontrollably, trying at one and the same time to escape the punishing cudgel and to absorb it into her, completely. The head penetrated her, was in her all the way, stretching the soft flesh of the black hair covered opening around it. She reached down to help him, grasping the shaft in her hand, pushing, as she wriggled herself up on it. She could not reach her fingers clear around it.
My god! It's huge! How can I take all of it?
Ed pushed hard, and over one third of the length of the artificial penis disappeared into her vaginal vault. The portal was stretched horribly, cruelly. He watched, fascinated, delighted, as he shoved again, and yet another third of it went in to her, absorbed in her down-lined, glisteningly moist cunt.
Oh! It feels like I'm being cut in two ... But it's so good .. . almost heavenly ... I never knew anything could feel like this! It hurts but it feels so good. I keep wanting more!
Her gyrating hips forced her pussy to climb relentlessly up that rubber cock; he merely held it in one place, now, and she fucked it, taking more and more of it into her, until he saw that she had a full ten inches of the love machine buried in her wide stretched pussy. Again, he shoved, hard, cruelly, and it went, in all the way to the hilt ... all twelve inches of that terrible weapon had been consumed! Wildly he began to plunge it back and forth, feeling it go in all the way, unobstructed. She lay, quietly, for a few moments, overwhelmed by the ferocity of movement; then, she began to match him in counterpoint, moving her hips, rhythmically, steadily, her breath coming in short gasps, as she sucked, lips moving on him to the same beat, her head bobbing, there, under his crotch..
With muffled, hurried instructions and agreements as to their plan of action, Hank, Frank, Julie and Susan conferred in the guest room, as they listened to the lewd carnal sounds coming to them from Susan's bedroom via the recorder's monitor.
"Now remember, Julie, I'll be just outside the roof garden door ... Susan left it open on purpose .. When you get your hands on that gun ... pass it to me!" Hank told her.
"OK... I'll try my best to get it!" she replied.
"Frank ... you stay out of sight, until Julie's inside ... then stay in the hallway ... in case he tries to run!" the tall man continued.
"Got it!" Frank asserted.
"Sue ..." Hank added, looking hard at her. "You listen to this speaker carefully ... stay here and listen! Let us know ... if anything develops! Remember ... you mustn't let Ed see you!"
Hank stood up. He looked worn and worried, but he gave the command "O.K., let's go! Julie, you first!"
Julie stood alone in the hallway. She knocked lightly on the bedroom door. Inside, Ed was galvanized into action. He leaped from the bed, his prick pulling from Alice's still sucking mouth with a dull, popping sound. In one smooth movement, he scooped the heavy pistol from the bed stand and pointed it at the door. Alice stared, wide eyed, her passion unabated.
"Who's there, god damn it?" he whined.
"It's me ... Julie ... Julie Rollins," she said, softly.
Ed came padding slowly to the door, his throbbing cock standing erect before him. He stood to the side of the door, watchfully.
"What is it.. . what do you want?" he growled.
"Well ... I'm kind of ... frustrated ... Hank and I couldn't make it tonight ... and I can't sleep ... I've been hearing some groovy fun and games ... going on ... you know what I mean ... I wondered if you'd ... I thought I'd ask if I could join in ..." she said, her voice deliberately throaty, low, seductive as hell. "Have you ever played with two women at a time... ?"
The naked man carefully unlocked the door and opened it. Julie smiled at him, disarmingly, allowing her dressing gown to fall open slightly, so that he would get a glimpse of her shapely naked torso.
"C'mon in ... and join the party," he whispered gruffly. "Take off your robe and climb aboard!"
Entering the room, Julie removed her robe, flinging it onto a chair, and walked up to Ed, ignoring the revolver in his hand, as she put her arms around him, offering him her partially opened mouth and deftly locking his penis between her thighs, allowing it to penetrate part way into her already moistened cunt.
They moved in tandem as Ed shut and locked the door again.
"Woooooooow! You sure ... have a big cock!" she began. "I bet you really know how to use it to fuck a gal!"
She moved her hips back and forth, provacatively, as the head of his blood-engorged cock slid deeper into the velvety chamber below.
Suddenly, Ed pulled back away from her. He looked at her suspiciously and asked, "How'd you get in to the house ... anyway? Where's your husband?" he asked, sharply.
"Oh ... didn't Susan tell you ... ? She invited us to spend the night here. Our place is being painted and the painters left such a mess .. . and the place smells so badly ... I just couldn't take it! I told Hank we'd have to stay at a motel tonight .. . but Susan overheard us and suggested we come here. I'm sure Hank's around some place ... probably with Susan ... if I know him .. ." she replied, trying to sound convincing.
"Well ... what about young Frank Martin?" he asked.
"Oh ... he ... he passed out ... couldn't take it ..." Julie embellished.
"He was in my bedroom .. . screwing my wife!" Ed thundered.
"No ... you've got it all wrong. When you walked into the bedroom, it was me on the bed with Frank. He's not bad ... but he couldn't take it! Frank only came once before he passed out cold on top of me!" she complained.
Julie glanced at the bed where Alice lay moaning in dazed sexual agony, her hands grasping, moving, manipulating, as she fucked herself with the giant dildo.
"Oh, Ed! Look at that poor girl! She needs our expert help. She's so hot she's on the verge of cumming!" she said, changing the subject.
Going quickly to the bed, Julie pulled the dildo from Alice's hands.
"Here ... you don't need this ... you need a real man's cock in you," she said.
Alice's eyes expressed her confused relief, gratitude and desire.
Julie continued, "Come on, Ed ... give the girl a break .. . and finish what you started!"
She had succeeded in convincing and Ed moved toward the bed. He crawled onto the bed, mounting Alice, wedging himself between her splayed legs.
Using his free hand, he guided his steel-hard cock the moist, wide-open cunt quivering there .. aroused ... desperate for fulfillment. With on swift lunging motion he plumbed her to the hilt, slapping her pubic bone with his own roughly. Then leaning over, sideways, he put his gun on the bedside table.
"You need some help, Ed?" Julie called. "I'll really turn you on with this vibrator on you balls!"
As she said this, the naked woman placed the tip of the vibrating dildo against his buttocks, running down and around under to make contact with hi testicles and the base of his long rod; then, she drew it, slowly, through the crack of his ass, lingering for a long moment on the puckered anus.
"God! That's great!" he exclaimed. "Do it some more!"
Julie crawled up on the bed, changing hands she continued to hold the vibrator awkwardly, she began making another circuit, running it now down the length of him, as his monstrous cock came out of the younger woman's wildly clasping cunt on the up-stroke, leaving just the head inside He began pausing on the up-troke, waiting for the stabbing sensation of the vibrator. At the same time Julie, carefully, reached out to the nightstand for the gun, keeping up a verbal commentary on his immensity and how well he used it. It was as though he was mesmerized by her voice and the effects of the vibrator. He continued to saw in and out, rhythmically, as if he was a robot... a sexual automaton.
"You've got the largest cock I've ever seen in m life! What a gorgeous sight that is ... going inx her! Really give it to her, now Ed . . . She's just about to cum!" she urged.
Stretching her arm out a bit further, Julie succeeded in getting the gun in her hand! She raised it to the air and waved it in the direction of the door. Hank's hand appeared through the draperies and he quietly and quickly took the weapon from her and retreated to the patio. Once outside, he unloaded the revolver and dropped the shells and the gun into the shrubbery. As he did so, Hank offered a silent prayer of relief, thanksgiving, and admiration for his wife's courage and coolness.
"I wouldn't have believed it ... if I hadn't seen it, myself!" he muttered to himself.
Alice groaned, uncontrollably, beneath him; she was nearing the brink, the yawning chasm there, at her feet. She fell, lightly, into it, screaming out her ecstasy of sexual fulfillment. Thousands of neon lights flashed simultaneously in her brain, an explosion in multicolored hues of brilliant, flashing illuminations.
"AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggghhhhhhhhh! I'm . . . Oh, God! I'mmmmmmmmmmmmcuuuu-uuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmiiiiinnnnnn-nnnnnnngggggg!" she wailed, arching off the bed to take all of Ed's blood-engored manhood inside her, spasm after spasm of convulsive climax coming to her just as she reached the top of the arch, her hips lifted far off the mattress. She slumped back, her face slack, as wave after wave of welcome, delicious euphoria swept through her. Alice Martin had just reached her first real orgasm, and she was spent, consumed, by the emotional strain. Her eyes closed and she passed out into unconsciousness ... a merciful sleep for one who had been doomed ... almost.
Julie saw that the younger girl had fainted, and she put aside the dildo, placing it on the bedside table where the gun had been resting, only moments before. She slapped Ed on the buttocks to get his attention.
"Stop .. . That's enough ... Stop, Ed! She's had hers already ... Look, she's passed out!" she began. "Now ... take me ... I'll show you some real fucking'."
Ed stopped humping the unconscious form, beneath him, and rolled over to his side, his rock-hard cock pulling, wetly, from the relaxed cunt of the unconscious girl. He was bathed in sweat, his glasses clouded from the moisture.
Julie shifted and lay down on the bed, beside Alice, and her legs spread widely apart inviting him to come into her. She lifted her thighs, rotating her naked cunt upward, toward him, the coral petals, the moisture, waiting, expectant.
"C'mon on ... lover! I want that big cock in me, now!" she said, her voice straining with desire.
The crazed man came between her legs; she took all of him on his first thrust, the interior muscles of her vaginal passage clawing up and down the length of him, caressingly. He began to pound into her without mercy.
At long last, he felt it begin, for him, back somewhere behind his balls, as the boiling cauldron overflowed, burstingly, and the thickly white semen hosed through the length of him, spewing from the head of his penis into the rose-pink lining of her clasping pussy. The pumping sensations continued and he moved with it, pummeling his rod into her until it stopped.
"My God!" he moaned. "I'm milked bone dry!"
Julie continued to use her vaginal muscles to drain him of every drop of semen. She had not had time to come to her own climax, but she was hot, now ... fully aroused. Some other cock would have to bring her to the roaring climax she needed.
Ed collapsed atop her, groaning and moaning his pleasure and relief in the slamming ejaculations. Soon, he lay still.
Hank returned to the bedroom from the patio, smiling his gratitude to his wife. Leaning over, he tapped Ed lightly on the shoulder.
"Ed! It's all over, now! I think we need to have a little talk ... and maybe invite the police over, too ..." he started.
The wealthy broker jumped off the bed, quickly, pulling his deflating penis from Julie's eager, unsatisfied cunt. Gingerly, he grabbed the dildo, shoving it into the tall advertising man's belly.
"Like hell, we will!" he snapped.
Julie couldn't help herself and giggled at the innate humor of the situation.
Then, the crazed man stared down, foolishly, to see that he held the dildo ... not the gun. He threw the thing in Hank's face and bolted for the door. He worked the lock, wrenched the door knob around, flinging the door open widely and ran through it, colliding into Frank Martin who had been standing just outside. The two men fell to the floor in a tangled mass of arms and legs. Ed was on the bottom and his glasses cracked as they hit the wall.
The crazed man managed to escape Frank's grip and gained his feet; he raced through the hallway, into the living room and out through the roof garden door. They all heard the splash, as he fell, blindly, into the swimming pool.
Hank was not far behind him by this time. He dived into the pool, subduing the older man with his superior strength and managed to bring him over to the side of the pool, pinioning him there.
"Quick ... get a sheet ... and wet it!" the tall man in control yelled.
Susan obeyed, immediately, stripping a sheet from the bed in the guest room, dipping it in the swimming pool, as Frank and Hank pulled her husband from the water.
Quickly, under Hank's able direction, they wrapped the sheet, dripping wet, securely around Ed Reynolds' body. He was tightly bound, as though he were in a cocoon. Hank used the belts from their robes to secure their captive further.
"Now ... he won't be able to get away any more!" Hank grunted.
Ed continued to struggle only briefly. He looked up at them, squinting to see their faces without his glasses. He flashed a smile, suddenly, disarmingly.
"Now . . . really! Is all this necessary . . . ?" he asked, his voice resuming its normal, controlled and rational tone.
"That depends on you, Ed!" Hank replied. You've been a bad boy ... for the past hour or so and!"
He was interrupted by Ed's surprised words.
"Oh . . . what have I done . . . that was so bad?" he asked, in an innocent, innocent, injured way.
"Well ... for one thing . . . you raped Alice . . . and threatened with a gun . . . and . . ." Hank started.
The helpless man in the wet sheet suddenly laughed out aloud. Between peals of raucous braying, he said, "C'mon now ... that's the most insane thing I've ever heard!"
"Yes ... you're right, Ed ... it is," Hank said, with a degree of compassion.
"Now ... we need to find out why you did it!"
"My wife ... Alice!" Frank suddenly exclaimed, remembering ...
He ran into the house and made for the bedroom. There she lay, still unconscious, and he flung his arms around her, contritely, feeling genuine sorrow for what she had just gone through.
"Alice ... darling ... please, forgive me," he implored.
They found them, later, his arms still around her, protectively, waiting for her to awaken from the faint. He waved them away.
"Please ... leave me alone with her," he said, his voice strained.
The trio left the room, understanding. They were aware of his torture. Then, Julie reached over, teasing Hank's flaccid organ.
"Is there any life left in it for me ...?" she cooed. "Ed got me hot back there ... but enough to ... to cum!"
Hank grinned and took his wife in his arms, as she plastered her body to his, moving her pelvis provocatively, invitingly, against his rapidly tumescent cock. He could feel the beginning of a sexual thrill, as his scrotum began to crawl. He knew he had to take her. It had been such a long time since he had! They made their way toward the master bedroom, his arms around her, massaging her magnificent, exposed marbled breast.
Susan watched them go. She was alone and felt deserted. She needed him desperately, now. Oh God! How she needed a man! She had never done it before ... but she had to! Her decision was quickly made.
She followed the Rollins', embracing them both with her arms. She did not mince words and came directly to the point.
Hank . . . Julie ...? Can I come with you? I ... need it ... too!" she admitted, plainly, her defenses down, revealing a lonely, needful woman to them.
The tall advertising executive looked at his mistress with surprise.
"You really .. . want to swing ... with us, Sue ...?"he asked.
"Yes ... please, Hank ... if ... if you'll have me. I ... I've never done it that way ... both of us ... at the same time ... and I've ... I've never asked for it ...like this... before...?"
Looking from one to the other, Julie made the decision for them, "C'mon Sue! What are we waiting for ... ?" Hank has enough for both of us ... he can take care of two woman without any trouble at all!"