Chapter 7

Ralph and Barbara spent almost all of their free time in the next few days in a state of erotic euphoria. For the first time in their brief married life they made love spontaneously and ecstatically, every chance they got. Each coupling seemed more satisfying than the last, and they found themselves eager to rush home after their day's work to fling themselves into each other's arms.

After some hesitation, they were able to discuss their separate experiences at the Life Unlimited House. Indeed, the bizarre commune became an object of fascination to them. In some subtle way that they didn't quite understand, it had changed the tone of their relationship.

They still loved and desired each other, there was no doubt of that. In fact, their mutual passion seemed to increase with each deliriously happy night they spent in their formerly somewhat cheerless apartment.

Inwardly, however, each found that they looked at the other with new eyes. Subtly, without their being totally aware of it, they had begun to see each other as only one, albeit the best, of several possible sexual partners. Intuitively, they knew that there was more to come before their relationship with Coretti and his amoral instructors came to a conclusion, and by the middle of the week, each was secretly looking forward to the next encounter with the denizens of the bizarre group.

On Wednesday, they received a handwritten note from Coretti which pushed matters to a decision:

Dear Ralph and Barbara,

In view of your rapid progress, and since you're now going to be a part of the business end of the Life Unlimited family, we've decided to invite you to join a rapid training program, so that you can advance more quickly. These will be private, intensive sessions, meeting outside the regular class hours. Please come to my private suite on Thursday at eight.

Cordially, Brother Rick Coretti

Barbara giggled nervously as she read the brief missive over Ralph's shoulder.

"Rapid training program?" she breathed, her heart beginning to beat faster. "I wonder what that means?"

"I don't know," her husband replied, also feeling strangely excited by the invitation. "I ... I guess there's only one way to find out!"

"Don't you have classes on Thursday night?"

"I could cut them, I guess...."

"Why don't you? After all, once can't hurt, and maybe we can talk to Brother Coretti about coming on another night after this."

Although neither of them wanted to admit it, their casual tone concealed a keen excitement. Even his studies, Ralph realized, could take a second place to the primitive passions aroused in him at the prospect of an evening at Coretti's private suite. It was as though they were willingly becoming entangled in an enticing web of irresistible compulsions from which neither of them felt strong enough to break free.

When they arrived at the Life Unlimited House the next night, their nervous anticipation had not abated. Each felt the evening would shatter their last shreds of inhibition, for they suspected that the schedule would definitely include some sort of prolonged group sex. As soon as they entered Coretti's chambers on the second floor, their suspicions were confirmed by the presence of Frank, Mara and Annette, all sprawled semi-nude on the floor. A strange, spicy aroma permeated the air of the room, which Barbara could not identify.

"I was beginning to think you two would never get here," Coretti boomed as he ushered them into the living room. "Would you like a drink ... or would you prefer to get stoned, like the rest of us?"

There was an air of challenge in his eyes that made Ralph feel it was expected that he accept the latter offer. Apparently the strange smell was marijuana.

"Uh, we've never smoked before," he said hesitantly, "but I suppose it'd be all right."

"Good for you, my boy," Coretti laughed, slapping him on the back. "Frank," he ordered, turning to the slender young man who was stretched out on the floor listening to the cool jazz that was on the stereo, "pass the pipe!"

The sensual young instructor responded immediately to Coretti's command and brought over what looked like a large wine bottle with a strange apparatus at the top. On closer inspection it proved to be a pipe bowl and a long piece of hollow cord with a metallic nozzle attached. The bottle was filled with water.

Coretti lit a match, and handed the strange instrument to Ralph. The young student sucked in the sweetly aromatic smoke, holding his breath as Coretti instructed him. At first he didn't feel anything, but gradually, as the pipe made the rounds of the room, he began to be pervaded by a comfortable euphoria. He decided he liked the feeling.

Barbara choked on her first puff, but then she followed her husband's example and soon was floating on a shimmering cloud of euphoria. Suddenly the room seemed warmer and friendlier, less frightening than it had been when they first entered. She experienced a strange rapport with the others, as though they were initiating her into a secret brotherhood.

She didn't even resent Mara, as she had thought she would, and she was able to introduce her husband to Frank without flinching, although she had been dreading the moment when Ralph came face to face with the sadistic man who had violated her so completely.

Ralph, too, was amazed at the easiness which the drug imparted to the evening. He was, of course, delighted to find Mara and Annette present, since his associations with the two beauties were entirely pleasant. The knowledge that at some point in the evening he would probably have the opportunity to renew his intimate acquaintance with them tempered whatever feelings of anger he might have had toward his wife's seducers, Coretti and Frank.

After all, he reasoned in his drugged haze, fair's fair.

"Now," Coretti began, rubbing his palms together after the room seemed totally congenial, "let's start our intensive training program!"

Mara giggled from her position on the floor. "Hear, hear!" she muttered, finding his words hilariously funny.

Barbara laughed, too. She was excited at the prospect of what was about to happen. She and Ralph were going to participate in an orgy, she realized, and the thought filled her with dark anticipation. Tonight she would make love to all three of her lovers ... in each other's presence ... no, not make love, she realized, fuck-she was going to fuck all of them! Love had no part of it. For the first time in her life, she was going to give herself over consciously to pure lust, sex for its own sake, something she had been taught to abhor!

"First of all," the muscular commune leader continued, "why don't you two get out of all those clothes? In fact, why don't we help you?"

Suddenly the young couple felt themselves overwhelmed by hands, as the four residents of the Life Unlimited House began cheerfully divesting them of their clothing.

"Ah, lovely," Coretti murmured as he slipped Barbara's brassiere off and exposed her soft, lush young breasts, while Ralph was pleasantly surprised to feel Annette softly stroke his already semi-erect penis as she pulled his trousers and shorts down his unresisting limbs. Frank's hands wandered wildly over Barbara's naked body once she was stripped, and Mara began pulling Ralph down onto the floor eagerly.

"Wait! Wait!" Coretti barked as they seemed about to collapse into a disordered melee on the floor. "Ladies first!" He turned to Mara. "Barbara was upset the other day when Frank forced her to eat pussy. Why don't you introduce her to the other side of that kind of pleasure?" he leered.

"Gladly!" the vivacious brunette replied. Blushing furiously, Barbara allowed the petite beauty to lead her by the hand to a large, overstuffed hassock in the center of the room. Mara pushed her down gently on it and then sat beside her. The young wife felt her draw her into her arms, and then Mara's soft lips were pressed against hers, and her fingers twined in her shining blonde hair.

At first Barbara stiffened at the touch of another woman's naked body against her own, but she resisted her fearful reaction, wishing to please her guru. Mara's breasts brushed against her arms lightly, and the sensation was strange, strange and provocative. Gradually, as Mara continued to fondle her sensually aroused body, the young wife was seized by the desire to return her caresses and soon the two were locked in each other's arms, tentatively exploring the interior of each other's mouths with their wet pink tongues.

The three men watched in mounting excitement as Mara's hands roamed over Barbara's pale smooth skin, over her shoulders and back, and down the sloping curve of her softly rounded buttocks, then back up to the excitedly quivering mounds of her breasts. She cupped the full rounded globes in her hand, then let her head fall softly forward to take the already stiffening areoles into her warm wet mouth.

Barbara was enveloped by a thrill of pleasure as the voluptuous brunette's lips encircled her tautly distended nipples and sucked softly on them. She had never experienced anything so sweet! So tender! She closed her eyes and trembled as she ran her hands lightly over the other woman's lushly naked body, reveling in the silky texture of Mara's long dark hair and the petite contours of her back and shoulders. The drug seemed to have made her subtly sensitive, as though every nerve ending in her body was suddenly awakened and alert on an incredibly intense level.

Losing herself in the overwhelming spell of sensuality, she didn't resist at all when Mara gently separated her quivering thighs with her hands. An audible intake of breath went through the room as the narrow, hair-lined cleft between the blonde wife's legs came into view. Easing her back on the hassock, Mara spread the firm-fleshed thighs as far apart as they would go, then knelt to one side so that the three male observers had a clear view of the blushing pinkness of Barbara's glistening cuntal lips and the narrow vaginal channel they concealed.

Ralph's eyes were riveted to the obscene display. It was exactly what he had imagined the two women who most excited him, his radiant wife and the sultry instructress Mara, embracing lasciviously right before his eyes. The knowledge that his pretty nineteen year-old wife was willingly participating in the perverted acts only excited him more. He even felt a kind of pride at the knowledge that he had been the first to have her, that however much he might share her with others, she was first and foremost his alone. He could see that Frank and Coretti were watching tensely, their eyes glazed with lust, and their rigidly erect cocks standing out thickly from their bodies. His own penis was also throbbing insistently, and he dropped his hand down to grasp the long heated shaft, which responded with an excited lurch.

Mara now positioned herself up between Barbara's obscenely splayed legs and placed her hands on either side of the unresisting girl's cuntal mouth. Barbara sighed pleasantly as the brunette separated her moistly quivering pussy lips and then flicked her pointed, wet tongue up and down the full length of her sensitive vaginal furrow.

"Oooooohhh," Barbara moaned as delicious sensations of sharp forbidden pleasure coursed through her body. The pink nub of her clitoris twitched furiously with desire, and Mara seized it between her lips, sucking and nibbling gently on it until Barbara wriggled her ripely rounded buttocks against her face in delight. Suddenly, the young wife was consumed with the desire to return Mara's lurid gesture. She, too, wanted to bury her head in a warmly perfumed vaginal slit and excite in another woman the same pleasure she was experiencing herself. Let's both do it," she said eagerly, lifting her head from the hassock.

Mara quickly accommodated her, sliding down onto the floor and pulling Barbara after her. In an instant, the young wife swung over the beautiful instructress's tawny body and separated her milk-white thighs. Aided by the marijuana, Barbara lost complete consciousness of the fact that they were being watched by others, including her husband. Her mind was concentrated on one thing alone, a consuming lust to bury her mouth and face in the succulent pink flesh before her. With a little moan, she fell forward onto Mara's voluptuous body, savoring the delicate feminine odor that rose to her nostrils from Mara's already sweetly lubricated pussy. Soon they were writhing in unison, for the brunette reached up and grasped Barbara's desire-tensed buttocks, pulling her gleaming wet pussy down over her own face, and resumed her hungry tonguing and licking.

Excited by the new turn of events, Frank Bogart reached for the young "slave," Annette, who was seated on the floor at his feet. Pulling her up between his legs, he forced his elongated pulsating cock into her soft warm mouth and began undulating his pelvis back and forth, his eyes still fastened greedily on the lewd tableau before him. Not content to have only one raging cock at her disposal, Annette reached out to both sides and seized Coretti's lust-hardened shaft with one hand, and Ralph's in the other. Skillfully she began stroking the two men, while her head bobbed up and down over Frank's massively lurching penis.

Ralph was totally amazed at her willingness to service all three men at once. Man! he thought, this chick must be some kind of nympho! Grinning lewdly, he began to rotate his pelvis, reveling obscenely in the hot sensations of animal pleasure that rippled through his long turgid cock and the softly pulsing sac beneath it.

He had no way of knowing that Annette, taken in by the decadent commune leader at a tender age, was totally innocent of the depraved nature of the acts to which she submitted so willingly. Her feelings toward Coretti and his companions were almost reverent, and colored with gratitude for his apparent generosity in "saving" her from the life on New York's city streets, where he had found her. Unaware of his obscene motivations, she obeyed all his commands in a spirit of love and resignation, totally convinced that he was leading her gently but firmly towards enlightenment and a better life. Unlike Ralph and Barbara, she had no secret primitive compulsions, no dark hidden needs straining to be satisfied. It was not stupidity that made her the perfect slave, as Frank thought, but rather a genuine, totally pure desire to serve.

Now, crouching between Frank's legs with his lust-heated cock plunging farther and farther into her wetly ovaled young mouth, with two huge pulsating penises in each hand, she devoted all her concentration to giving the three men as much pleasure as possible. Diligently her child-like hands moved up and down, applying everything she had ever learned about the male body to the task at hand. The underside of a cock was particularly sensitive, she knew, as well as the tip, and she varied her movements carefully so that she didn't neglect these areas. She thrilled with satisfaction and delight when she began to hear animalistic grunts of sensuality from any of the three men she was servicing. I am blessed to serve you, she thought, as her head and hands ministered lovingly to their hotly throbbing cocks.

Only Coretti fully understood the teenage girl's devotion, and his own perception, fogged by too many years of drugs and sexual excess, was twisted. Although he sometimes took sadistic pleasure in abusing her trust and forcing her to the most debasing acts he could conceive to satisfy his warped desires, he was also strangely protective of her. She and she alone, he knew, loved him unquestioningly. Frank and Mara only obeyed him because they were as corrupt as he himself, and they enjoyed the power they had as potential leaders in the Life Unlimited organization.

And these two new ones, he thought, they're not much different. He wants money and status, and she just wants to fill her tight pink pussy with any stiff prick she finds, although it looks as though she's expanding her repertoire to include women, too, from the way she's shaking her ass over Mara's tongue.

His lips sneered in a contemptuous grin as he watched Barbara and Mara twist hungrily between each other's legs. Voyeurism was one of the many things he enjoyed ... it was the reason for all the two-way mirrors and the closed-circuit television system ... voyeurism and the need to keep close tabs on everything that went on at Life Unlimited House.

The self-appointed counselor on eroticism was distracted from his reverie by Annette, whose adept finger manipulations were bringing him closer and closer to climax. The others, too, were rapidly approaching release. Frank had Annette's head in a vise-like grip, and was grimacing cruelly as he forced it down, down on his cock until he could feel his turgid column ramming against the back of her throat, causing her, despite her willing submission, to gag.

"Suck me, you little cunt!" he hissed. "Suck my cock until I cum! It's all you're good for, you know that? Dumb little bitch!"

Ralph heard the orgiastic sounds in the room as though from a great distance. The drug seemed to have slowed everything down, like a film running in slow motion, and in his eyes Mara and Barbara moved lightly, weightlessly. He, too, felt as though he were outside the realms of gravity and time. His wildly throbbing penis, dexterously massaged by the nubile young Annette, seemed capable of continuing in a state of pleasantly intense arousal forever. It was as though he were under water, and light and sound were transmitted through a multicolored filter of shimmering, undulating fluid.

His wife, too, was completely overcome by wave upon wave of cloud-like, diaphanous passion. Time had lost all meaning for her as she ran her wetly quivering little tongue over Mara's sweet warm vagina simultaneously pressing her own impatiently moist pussy slit down on her companion's lewdly probing tongue. It became like a game-whatever she did to Mara was done immediately to her, until, perfectly synchronized, it was like making love to herself. The two women sighed and moaned, as they hungrily explored each other's bodies, lost in a sensual haze that made them completely oblivious to their surroundings.

Their torrid undulations alternately revealed first one and then the other pink throbbing vaginal crevice to the lusty gaze of the three men watching from the couch. Suddenly Coretti was struck with a new idea.

"With all this pussy around, who the hell needs a hand job," he slurred, lurching to his feet. Roughly he pulled Annette away from Frank and down onto the floor on top of him, his fleshy hands running greedily over the young girl's body, squeezing the ripe soft globes of her buttocks and nipping at the tiny pyramidal points that tipped her nubile breasts.

"Ride my cock, bitch," he ordered, his tender feelings towards her forgotten in his desire for crude satisfaction.

Used to his sudden changes of mood, Annette obediently threw her leg over his quivering paunch and, raising herself onto her knees, seized his thick, purplish rod of flesh with her hands and positioned it up between her widespread thighs.

Although she had done it many times before, the thought of taking the huge girth of his pulsing tool into her tender vagina always frightened her a little. It was so big and thick! It would stretch her narrow passage beyond endurance, she knew, but she also knew she didn't dare refuse. That would be terrible and ungrateful! Steeling herself, therefore, she began to skewer herself slowly down onto the mammothly heated stalk of hard male flesh.

Her tight little cuntal entrance would not take the huge bulbous cock-head at first, and she spread her legs wide, even using one hand to open her willing seeping vaginal slit. The huge bulk pressed angrily against her resisting cunt-hole, and all her efforts to take it inside came to naught.

Finally, with an angry growl, Coretti seized her fleshy ass-cheeks with both hands, and holding her in position, plunged his pelvis upward cruelly!

"A A A A AIEEEEEEEEEE!" the tortured youngster screamed as Coretti's rigid, steely cock stretched her cuntal opening with a cruel upward lunge. Tears came to her eyes and she clenched her teeth against the burning, tearing pain!

The sight of her naked young cunt impaled so obscenely on Coretti's massive penis jolted Ralph out of his dreamy sexual state and into a sudden surge of galvanic, brutal lust!! Coretti's grip on the tormented girl's hips and buttocks was so harsh that he could see her flesh turn white around his fingers. Ralph's cock leapt to even greater life, and a sharp aching sensation of passion throbbed madly from his swollen hairy testicles throughout his entire body.

With a savage groan, he seized his hotly pulsing spear in his fist and began furiously pumping up and down, splaying his legs wide, his eyes glued to the sadistic scene on the floor. Anguished cries broke from Annette as Coretti forced his enraged tool further and further into her inhumanly distended pussy, inch by torturous inch.

The burly guru ran his tongue over his thick lips grossly as he felt the wailing young girl's tight little cunt give way before the onslaught of his impatiently plundering cock. The burning interior of her pussy flesh expanded by degrees, and Coretti felt his foreskin stretch pleasurably as he pushed inexorably upward. His flesh jiggled obscenely as he heaved his buttocks off the floor, each motion driving him farther up into Annette's narrow cuntal passage, until he felt his cock-head ram hard against the cushiony barrier of her cervix.

Frank, sadistically aroused by the burly leader's actions, made an attempt to position himself in front of the gasping child, intending to return his long, pulsing spear into her mouth. Coretti pushed him roughly aside.

"Fuck off, Frank!" he snarled. "This is my trip!"

For a moment, the erotic young instructor was tempted to resist and force his way into the scene. But Coretti's tone made him think better of it. The sex guru's rebuff left him feeling unsure of himself for an instant, however, an unfamiliar and not particularly pleasant sensation. Then his eyes fell on Mara and Barbara, whose sighs and moans were beginning to mount in intensity as their double tongue-fucking brought them closer and closer to their burning climax.

"Ah, my prize pupil," he sneered, smiling lewdly as he made his way unsteadily to the spot on the floor where they were wantonly writhing together. "Let's see how much she's learned!"