EL-2002 THE SUCK WIVES
By David Brown


CHAPTER ONE


Diane opened the bathroom door and, naked, went into the bedroom, where
Karen was lying naked on the bed. Both girls were beautiful. Diane was a
tall blonde with long legs, huge tits, and a model's face. Karen, a
brunette, was much smaller. Her tits, although not large, were the perfect
size for her. They were round and did not sag. The cherry-colored nipples in
their centers were quite long and thick.

Yawning, Diane stretched and lay down beside Karen. After carefully eyeing
the other woman's slim, naked body, she sighed and looked at the ceiling.
"Guess what," she said softly.

"What, darling?" asked Karen, turning.

"I need to be fucked," she replied, sighing. "After all, it's been nearly a
week since the guys have been home. I need a fuck so bad, I can taste it."

Karen, nodding, sighed deeply. "I know, baby," she replied. "Christ, my
insides are steamin', just thinkin' about it." She sat up and reached for
her cigarettes. "But what the fuck can we do about it?" she asked, lighting
cigarettes for both of them. "Rick and George are at that goddam convention.
They're a million miles away. Helluva lotta good that's doin' us, you know!"

Diane nodded but said nothing.

"Let's face it, honey," Karen continued, squirming into a comfortable
position. "We won't have a decent piece of hot cock until Saturday
afternoon, when they get back. That's four whole days!"

"Jesus Christ!" snapped Diane. "I can't possibly hold off until then! My
cunt's already dryin' up!"

"What the fuck can we do about it?"

"Hell, I dunno. We shoulda never got married, if you want to know the
truth. We were happy before we met the guys. Christ... We used to do a lotta
things before we got hitched. We went places. We had fun. We always got
picked up, no matter where we were, no matter how broke we were. Some of the
pickups were good, some bad." Diane looked sadly at Karen. "Christ, baby,"
she said angrily, "We used to get fucked eight, nine, even ten times a
week!" She paused, grimacing. "Now all we're doin' is fuckin' ourselves
while the guys spend three weeks a month somewhere else." Then she got
angry. "For Christ's sake, Karen! We've been married three months and I
doubt if those assholes fed us the old cock ten times!"

Silence.

The girls looked at each other.

Suddenly Karen had an idea. "We could..."

Diane eyed her suspiciously.

"Why not?" asked Karen, sitting up and putting out her cigarette. "We have
to look out for ourselves, ya know. It's not as though we'll be doin' it to
spite them. It's survival, if you want to know the truth." She shrugged and
added, "And they'll never know about it in the first place."

"I don't know if we-"

"Christ, honey!" Karen snapped. "Would you rather rot away to nothin'?"

"It doesn't seem right-"

"All right, then," interrupted Karen, glaring at her. "You can dry up all
you want. As for me... I'm gonna go to town tonight and get fucked!" She got
up out of bed and went to get dressed. "Change your mind?" she asked
suddenly, turning.

Diane was occupied with the thoughts of all this. After all, she thought,
they were mature women. They had needs, too. They wouldn't be hurting the
boys; they'd never find out. A one-nighter would be harmless.

"Well?" asked Karen impatiently.

Diane smiled at her friend. "Yes!" she replied, nodding earnestly. "Let's
do it. Tonight."

"Good girl!"

Diane and Karen entered the club that night at ten-thirty. It was the first
time that either of them had been in the place, and they surveyed the big
room in approval. It looked clean and comfortable.

Both the girls, sensuously dressed, looked fantastic. Diane had put on a
bright-red, tight-fitting tank top, hot pants, and white, high-heeled shoes.
Diane didn't like bras; they were too restricting, to begin with, and she
could never find one large enough to fit her. As a result, her huge tits
stuck out and bounced heavily with each step she took.

Karen had decided to wear a revealing halter-top and hot pants that were no
larger than panties. She, too, wore high heels. Her long, slender legs
shifted sensuously as she walked to their table.

Both girls noticed the many looks of approval they had received since they
had entered the club. They sat down, crossed their elegant legs, and lit
their cigarettes.

"Christ. " whispered Karen, glancing all around her. "Are we ever gonna get
it tonight!"

"It's been a long lime since we've been stared at so much" replied Diane
softly. Chuckling, she added, "Why, right now we're being stripped, eaten,
fucked, and God knows what else!"

"I know," laughed Karen. Then she lowered her voice. "My pants are gettin'
wet already, honey. Don't talk like that!" She looked around to see if
anyone was listening. "I knew I should've worn panties."

Silence.

The waitress came, took their order, and brought them their drinks five
minutes later.

The girls sat in silence, smoking and sipping their drinks.

Diane lit another cigarette and looked at everyone in the club. She sighed
in disgust. Most of the customers were couples or groups. Several eligible
men sat on bar stools in front of the long, U-shaped bar. Shit, she thought
angrily. The bastards were probably talking about baseball. Or football. No
matter. When men got together at a bar, it was literally impossible to get
them to look at you at all.

Two lavishly dressed hookers sat, their long, naked legs crossed and
swaying coquettishly, near the end of the bar. They were talking to two
slightly drunk, interested young men in their late twenties. Forget it,
honey, Diane told herself, and turned back to Karen. "Oh, fuck," she said
softly, disgusted. "Somethin' tells me we're not gonna get picked up
tonight."

"Be patient, darling," comforted Karen. "It's not even eleven o'clock. It's
early, for Christ's sake. There's bound to be some more guys commin' in
later." Sighing, she put out her cigarette. "And anyway," she added, "don't
you think good cock is worth waitin' for?"
Diane laughed and nodded, "Well?"

"Sure it is," she replied. "But don't forget, you can get goddam horny
waitin' for a good cock to come around!"

"Honey," Karen said softly, "girls like us can get goddam horny just
waitin' for the next guy to stick it in while the first guy's already in!"

They laughed shortly.

Fifteen minutes later, the girls finished their drinks and ordered another
round. People finally began coming in and in no time the place, was
half-filled. The waitress went to the juke box and stuffed it with quarters.
The harsh, high-pitched sounds of rock music thundered throughout the room.
People got up to dance.

"Someone's lookin' at us," whispered Diane in delight

"Where?" asked Karen, excited.

"To your left. About three tables back."

Karen shifted in her chair. She turned and saw a dark figure sitting alone,
sipping his drink casually. She sighed and turned back to Diane. "I can't
make out what he looks like," she said in disappointment. "It's too dark."

"He looks fine to me," replied Diane, shrugging. "Shit," replied Karen.
"Anything in pants looks fine to you.

"Uh-oh. He's comin' over.

He turned out to be a tall, well-built man in his early thirties. He had a
rough sort of face, with deep-set eyes, a slightly broken nose, and small
white scars on his left cheekbone. Picking up the chair and turning it
around, he sat backward and rested his muscular, big-veined forearms on the
back of the chair. Diane and Karen noticed the tattoo on his right arm.
Rather large, it was the tattoo of a naked girl posing with her arms up and
cradling her head.

"You girls have any plans?" he asked in a low, growly voice.

"Whaddya have in mind?" asked Karen, smiling coyly.

"Do you have a friend?" asked Diane.

Coughing, he lit a cigarette. "Yep. He's at the place next door. Tryin' to
find a pickup."

"What the hell's wrong with us?" asked Karen in a hurt voice.

"Nothin'. How the hell's he supposed to know there's chicks like you in
here? We only got here twenty minutes ago."

Diane shrugged. "Well, go and get him, for Christ's sake!"

He smiled and the girls saw yellow, uneven teeth. Without a word, he got
up, turned, and walked out of the place.

"D'ya think he'll be back?" asked Diane.

"Why won't he?"

"I dunno. Maybe he doesn't like to be ordered around. There's guys like
that, ya know."

Karen shook her head. "Naw. He'll be back. He seemed to be too horny to
pass us up."

"Yeah. I guess so." She sipped her drink and looked at her friend. "I
wonder what his friend looks like."

"We'll see, if you can manage to keep that juicy cunt of yours from gushin'
all over the rug!"

Diane laughed and finished her drink. For the next ten minutes, they sat in
silence, smoking and waiting for the two men to return. The waitress came
over and asked them if they wanted another round. "Oh, hell," sighed Karen,
scowling. "Bring us another one."

A few minutes later, she returned with the drinks. The girls lit fresh
cigarettes and sat, pouting and thinking furiously. Diane was the first to
break the silence.

"I think we scared him away," she said.

"How, for Christ's sakes?"

Diane shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe we were too bold. Men don't like their
women to be too bold, ya know."

"What the hell are we supposed to do?" Karen shot back. "Speak softly,
blush, bow politely-and stay in this fuckin' place all night?"

Diane sighed and sipped her drink.

"We always had good luck before," Karen continued. "It always got us cock,
you know. Maybe we were too bold ... but it always got us cock!"

Before they could look up and see tern coming, the girls heard the
rough-looking man's voice as he and his friend took seats and sat down at
their table.

"Jesus Christ!" exclaimed his friend, who was a great deal shorter and
heavier than the other man. "Wade, you really hit the fuckin' jackpot!" He
stared enthusiastically at both girls, eyeing each square inch of their
half-naked bodies as though he were in a trance.

Karen smiled at them and said, "Where the hell were you two? We were just
about to leave."

Wade laughed shortly. "I couldn't get him away from the fat hooker at the
other place. He wouldn't believe me when I told him about you two."

"Wade's a fuckin' bullshit artist," replied his friend. He looked at Wade.
"What the hell did you expect me to do, anyway?"

Karen drained her glass and said, "Do we have to stay here much longer? I'm
gettin' awfully horny."

Diane reached into her purse and took a twenty-dollar bill from her wallet.
She put it on the table and didn't notice the severe look of interest from
the two men. "Let's go," she said, and the four of them got up to leave.

"Christ, Wade," whispered his friend as they headed for the door. "You
couldn't have done better in a million years! My fuckin' jism's boilin'!"

Wade laughed and they followed the girls outside.


CHAPTER TWO

Karen got into the back seat of the car. The smaller man followed her
inside and in no time at all was all over her, his hands and mouth busy. He
reached underneath her top and covered her round tits. "Christ," he mumbled
hungrily, his prick rising up his trouser leg. "They're bigger than
water-melons!"

"Save your wad," she whispered fiercely. "We'll be able to fuck in no
time."

His hands played with her tits. She felt his cock growing harder and harder
against her thigh. "Can't wait," he whispered huskily, his mouth groping for
her warm tits. "Can't wait..."

Diane got into the front seat with the other man. A few seconds later, he
gunned the accelerator and the car jumped from the parking lot.

"Where are we goin'?" Diane asked, moving closer to him.

"Closest place I can find," he remarked, looking in his rearview mirror.
"For Christ's sake, Ed!" he exclaimed. "Can't you fuckin' wait until we get
there?"

Diane shifted in her seat and laughed with pleasure when she saw Karen and
the big man struggling to get their clothes off. Karen's tits were
completely naked. Ed was in the process of pulling down her pants while she
moaned and groped for his body.

Diane licked her lips. "I'm gettin' wet," she said huskily, reaching over
to rest her hand on Wade's right thigh. "I'm gettin' too wet to wait,
sweetie."

Before he could react, she had reached down with both hands, unfastened his
fly, and reached inside. He grunted sharply and nearly drove the car over
the side of a hill. Her hands were warm and smooth. He let her play with his
cock awhile as he drove. In no time, his prick was as hard as a rock.

"Mmmmmmmm!" groaned Diane when she saw his swollen cock jump in her hand.
"I'm gonna like this! I'm gonna like every fuckin' inch of this!"

Suddenly he jumped in surprise. In one motion, Diane had swept down and
taken his cock completely in her mouth. He shivered and nearly lost control
of the car again. He slowed down and spread his legs so that she could play
with his balls as she sucked his cock.

Ed was busy with Karen's steaming cunt. His tongue lashed out, heading for
her stiff cunt. She cried out in pleasure, her body rocking the seat.

Ed was leaning over her, resting on his elbows and knees. His short, thick
cock hung only a few inches from her mouth. When she reached up and covered
it with her hands, Ed gave a harsh animal groan and began to pant. He
lowered himself slowly. Soon he felt her hot breath all over his cock and
balls. She took his balls in her hands and squeezed them until they were
ready to burst. A few moments later, she licked the round head of his stiff
prick and took every inch of it into her mouth. Ed wailed and shuddered
uncontrollably.

It was only five minutes later that Wade decided he could no longer drive.
Pulling off the road, he brought the car to a stop about fifty feet from the
road, near a roadside rest area. After switching off the lights, he reached
beneath the front seat and found the bottle. Breathing heavily, he unscrewed
the cap and took a deep belt. Diane continued to suck his cock eagerly. He
sighed deeply and took another great swallow.

Karen began purring in excitement. Ed's tongue and mouth were busy with her
cunt and clit. He thrust two fingers up her soggy snatch, rotated them
around, and felt the hot juices bubbling onto his finger. Using his free
hand, he slammed his thumb up her wet asshole and in no time she was kicking
and jerking beneath him on the seat.

When the storms subsided, Karen went back to his rock-hard cock. She took
it in her mouth and tickled him with her hot tongue. Cupping his balls in
her hands, she sucked him eagerly, the muscles of her mouth closing over his
hot prick, sliding up and down it, pulling it eagerly into her mouth.

Wade's prick was gradually becoming bigger and bigger. He could feel his
jism beginning to erupt inside his balls. Diane's hands played with his
balls, the base of his cock, the insides of his thighs, his asshole. "Get
up," he said hoarsely.

She looked up at him. "What's up?" she asked, puzzled.

"Just get up," he repeated.

Diane did as she was told and watched him as he pulled down his pants and
slid her panties down her legs. "This is more like it!" she laughed,
squealing in pleasure. She spread her thighs for him and reached up to grab
hold of the door handle for support.

Wade positioned himself between her thighs and began to play with her juicy
twat. God, it was hot, he realized. Hottest fuckin' cunt in town, probably.
He looked at her and told himself that he was going to fuck this girl until
it hurt.

Diane cried out when she felt his rocklike prick separating the hot, juicy
walls of her snatch. Christ, that felt good, she told herself.

Wade had a big cock, and it took him quite a while to get it all in. Diane
spread her thighs wider and wider, gasping for breath and fearfully
wondering what would happen if he couldn't get it all in. After all, there
were some guys in the world who were much too big for some women. What
happens to the girl if the big cock, when only halfway in, ruptures
something inside her?

Just then, she sighed in relief. Wade's cock was all the way inside her
cunt, halfway up her belly. God, it felt good! It was long and thick, and it
filled her cunt and warmed her insides. She wrapped her legs around his ass
and enjoyed the sensations of having a huge cock inside her snatch.

He began moving it inside her slowly, with small strokes. Something broke
inside her and her insides gushed hotly. She cried out, moaned, grunted and
premed her thighs tightly against him. Then she relaxed and felt the flood
retreating.

Ed was having a ball with Karen's juicy cunt His mouth completely covered
it. Karen could feel him sucking her in deeply into his mouth. His tongue
left his mouth and snaked between the hot walls of her cunt. She squirmed,
panting. His tongue went farther up her snatch, filling it and warming her
insides. Then he wriggled it inside her cunt and made her shoot a quick
load.

She went back to his cock, caressing it and sucking it with even more
enthusiasm than before. It got harder, filling her mouth and making her moan
deeply. She pulled it deeper into her mouth. Ed shivered. His balls squirmed
over her. Giggling, she cupped them in her hands, rubbing them, pressing
them against each other, letting her hands bring them to a boil.

Ed got up and made her roll onto her stomach. Then he lifted her up by the
hips and made her kneel on the seat. Spreading her legs, he reached beneath
her and tickled her soaked gash. Karen giggled and wriggled her hips. He
rammed a thumb up her cunt and his other up her juicy, asshole. Karen
groaned in excitement. He felt the muscles of her cunt and ass pressing
roughly against his thumbs. Then he knew she was ready.

Spreading her snatch wide, he rubbed the round head of his thick prick
against the hungry lips of her pussy, tensed himself, and thrust his cock
all the way inside, driving a great squeal from Karen and causing to let a
thick flood of pussy-juice gush from her cunt. Her anus and legs twitched;
her hips snaked in sensuous motions. He felt her slamming the cheeks of her
against his stomach.

Ed fucked her roughly, jerking out his cock and immediately damming it
brutally up her soaked cunt. Before long Karen was howling and moaning like
a wounded animal. She buried her face in the seat and let him fuck her the
way he wanted. His thick cock slammed in and out of her quivering flesh; his
jism-filled balls whacked her smartly on the cunt.

Diane had squirted her jism all over Wade's cock and balls. Suddenly he
stopped fucking her and sat up on the seat. His cock lay immobile within her
crack, lodged deeply inside her boiling cunt. Just then, he reached down,
lifted her legs, and draped her smooth calves over his shoulders spread her
thighs wider and pushed.

Diane screamed. The movement had caused his huge dick to slip an additional
three inches up her soaked cunt. She felt her heart give way, and a feeling
of intense hotness enveloped her entire body. The storms thrashed through
her and gushed from her cunt She squealed, bucking her hips and wriggling
her snatch against his thick joint. He gasped and felt her hot cream
covering his cock.

A few moments later, Karen felt Ed tensing his entire body. His breathing
became labored and hot. She felt his cock getting ready to spurt inside her,
and she clung to him, her pussy muscles pulling him deeply inside. His prick
emptied itself hotly into her cunt, and she screamed and squeezed out three
quick orgasms.

Ed collapsed on her, pushing her into the seat. "Christ, baby!" he groaned.
"That was the best come I've had in years!"

Karen felt a pang of disappointment. She had hoped Ed would last longer. As
she lay face down in the back seat, his great weight on her, she felt the
violent pumping of his heart pounding against her back.

"Let me up," she said, struggling to turn over. When he obliged her, she
sat up and leaned forward to see how Diane and Wade were coming along. "Save
some of that for me," she said to Wade. "I must have five or six more loads
to shoot out before we get to the motel."

He laughed and continued fucking Diane's cunt, which was pouring out orgasm
upon orgasm. Diane reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. She
squealed, shivered intensely, and felt her heart thump madly.

Giggling, Karen climbed over the front seat and positioned herself behind
Wade. She reached underneath them, between their genitals, and squealed with
pleasure when she felt his dancing balls in her palm. Carefully, Karen
closed her fingers around them and squeezed lightly.

Aaaaaaaaagh!" he grunted, shivering and tensing his body. A moment later,
Diane felt his cock growing harder. Tensing her cunt muscles around the base
of his prick, she pulled him all the way in just as his cock splashed his
hot jism thickly into her cunt. It poured in hotly, jolt upon jolt, filling
every square inch of her swollen, trembling pussy. Panting heavily, Diane
gasped and got out another quick one. Then she went limp.

Karen, laughing in excitement, continued applying pressure to his balls
until she was certain there was nothing left. Then she let go of him and
relaxed in the seat.

"Hey!" shouted Ed suddenly. "Why the fuck am I back here totally lonesome?"

"Your turn," said Karen to Diane. "It's time for me to have a go from this
guy."

"Can't you broads wait 'til we get to the motel?" asked Wade, who was still
breathing heavily. "My balls are achin' like a motherfucker!"

"Softie," laughed Karen, feeling his limp prick with her fingers. "All you
softies talk big, don't ya?" she teased.

"You keep talkin' that way," he replied, "you'll get your twat split
apart!"

"Talk talk talk!" she replied, laughing. She looked down at his limp prick
and added, "This little thing couldn't split apart a lemon seed!"

Diane got up and lifted herself into the back. "I'd better get outa here
before somebody gets mad."

"Wait 'til I get hard again," Wade said, nodding. "Wait 'til I'm hard again
before you start talkin' like that."

"That's easy enough," Karen said, licking her lips and bending over to take
his limp prick into her mouth.

He started and felt his heart beginning to pump through his chest. The hot
sensation of her smooth, lovely lips and mouth on his cock was too much for
him. Less than a minute had passed before his prick once again stirred to
life. Karen felt it growing in her mouth. She moaned and, breathing heavily,
began to pump his cock eagerly.

"You ready for another squirt?" asked Diane, who was gently stroking Ed's
limp prick: "I'm awfully horny."

"Goddam!" he whispered fiercely. "I ain't never seen cunts as horny as you
two!"

"We aim to please," she said, chuckling, and lowered her face to his limp
cock. She brought out her tongue and swirled it around the head of his
prick. A moment later, it began stirring. "Ya think ya wanna try it again?"
she asked, looking up at him.

"Baby," he replied, "you and your girlfriend are the best-lookin', hottest
chicks around. There's none better, not in a million years. If you can get
me another hard-on, I'll fuck the hell outa ya!"

She returned to his cock, licking the head, gliding her tongue up and down
the length of him, taking the half-limp prick into her mouth. Pretty soon,
it grew hard. She pulled it deeper inside her mouth until it got harder.
Then she squeezed his balls and breathed her hot breath all over his cock,
balls and inner thighs. When she was certain he was hard enough, she took
his cock into her mouth again and began to pump him, her head bobbing up and
down eagerly.

Karen finished sucking Wade's cock. Shifting in the seat, she straddled his
thighs and soon felt the hot sensation of his throbbing prick pressing
against the hot lips of her dripping pussy. He placed his hands on her
shoulders and in one swift motion shoved her down on his cock.

"Ohhhhhhh!" she gasped, sighing and feeling the hot juices beginning to
drip from her cunt. She arched her back, shoved her bouncing tits in his
face, and slammed her pussy down on his cock. Her heart burst within her
chest. The cunt juice washed his cock and soon she began writhing and
jumping on his thick, hot prick.

Diane's head was still bobbing up and down over Ed's thick cock. Her hot
breath was all over him. It sizzled his flesh and brought his jism to a
boil. She began licking his balls while she pumped his cock with her hand.

Karen began jumping wildly and writhing in total submission. The juice
squirted out of her cunt in tick gushes. Wade kept his hands on her
shoulders and pushed her down on his cock. Their thighs were completely
drenched with sweat and cunt juice. She pumped him brutally and then went
berserk a few moments later, jerking and squealing while her pussy muscles
sucked his cock all the way inside her swollen twat. Her juice shot out of
her hole in two short jets, leaving her exhausted. She collapsed in his arms
and lay still, his thick cock still deeply embedded within her quivering
cunt.

Diane kept sucking Ed's cock. Soon he was moaning hoarsely. She felt him
tense and jerk, quivering and tightening his big thigh muscles. Her hands
still on his balls, she kept his cock deeply inside her mouth until he
groaned and emptied his thick cum down her throat.

The four of them lay still for the next five minutes.

Then Wade sat up and began to put on his trousers. "Let's go to the motel,"
he said. "You broads are too fuckin' good to be wasted in a fuckin' car!"

The others then groped for their rumpled clothing, which lay in scattered
heaps in the back seat and on the floor. Wade switched on the ignition and
pulled back onto the main road. Karen moved closer to him and leaned against
his shoulder. She closed her eyes and, smiling, thought about the rest of
the wonderful night.


CHAPTER THREE

Twenty minutes later they drove into the parking lot of a small roadside
motel. Wade got out of the car and headed quickly for the lobby. He was gone
no more than a few seconds before Diane hopped into the back seat with Ed
and Karen. "It's been too long," she said, unbuttoning his fly and groping
for his cock. "I'm horny again!"

"You broads are fuckin' crazy!" groaned Ed, gasping and stirring in the
seat. "You bitches are gonna pull the fuckin' thing out by the roots!"

The girls didn't reply. They were too busy kneeling in the seat and moving
their faces toward Ed's swollen cock. Suddenly he cried out, shivering.
Diane and Karen greedily went for his bulging dong, their tongues lashing
out. While two pairs of eager hands were groping for his balls, their mouths
enveloped him, their wet lips saturating his prick with kisses. His jism
fought to erupt.

Wade returned to the car. "What the fuck are ya doin', for Chrissakes?" he
snarled, gaping at them.

Ed was beaming from ear to ear. "What the fuck d'ya think, old buddy?"

"C'mon! Get outa there! We gotta room."

Ed tried to get up, but the girls kept him pinned down. Finally, he
shrugged in defeat and shook his head sadly at Wade. "Sorry," he said,
laughing shortly. "I guess I got too much for these twats to pass up!"

Wade wrenched open the door and pulled Karen away from Ed's cock. 'There's
just as much right here, baby," he said harshly, pointing to his throbbing
prick. "Let's go inside, for Chrissakes!"

Ed pulled up his pants and the three of them got out of the car.

Inside was a big room with two king-size beds. The girls could hardly wait
to remove their clothing. As soon as Ed had closed the door, they pulled off
their tops and shrugged out of their tight pants. Their gleaming naked
bodies lit up the worn.
"Jesus H. Christ!" exclaimed Ed in awe. "They're fuckin' beautiful!"

"C'mon, big boy!" urged Diane, approaching Ed and pinning him against the
door. "Show me what I'm gettin'!" Then she went into action, unbuttoning his
fly, pulling down his trousers, and taking his entire cock into her mouth.
She got on her knees, took his balls in her hands, and began to suck his
prick hungrily.

"I want it in the ass!" squealed Karen while Wade was undressing. "I want
the fuckin' thing in my ass!" Without another word she jumped on the bed,
got on her hands and knees, spread her thighs, and waited for him to stick
his cock in. Already she was panting. The hot cunt juice was dripping down
her thighs.

Wade knelt behind her, reached between them, and thrust his thumb up her
dripping cunt. She quivered, rocked her hips, and squealed. He felt the
strong muscles of her pussy sucking him in. He swirled his thumb around
inside her and pumped her for a while. With his free hand, he fingered her
asshole, which was juicy and hot. By now his cock was trembling, and he felt
his heart thumping.

Karen spread her legs wider and waited for him to part her ass. Wade stuck
his thumbs against her pink asshole and, grasping the cheeks of her ass,
pulled them apart and rammed his cock all the way in.

The result was overwhelming.

Karen immediately experienced one big orgasm followed by a series of five
or six shorter ones. Her heart went insane. She trembled. Her ass slammed
brutally against his huge cock. She gasped, shuddered, and shook the bed.
Her hips quivered madly, and she shrieked so loudly that Wade had to push
her head down, shoving her face against the pillows to muffle the harsh cry.

She lay still for nearly a minute before she got up. The storms had passed,
and she was ready to be fucked deliciously in the ass. Wade waited an
additional minute before he began sliding his cock in and out of her ass
slowly, unhurriedly.

Ed could no longer take Diane's tongue and lips. In one smooth motion, he
bent down, lifted her up by the armpits, and waited for her to wrap her legs
around his big waist. Then he positioned his cock against her pink
pussylips, sighed deeply, and pushed.

Diane gasped and, throwing her arms high in the air, fell backward in his
arms. She was giggling as his cock slid up her slit, and she closed her eyes
and enjoyed each inch of it as though it would be her last.

Ed began fucking her slowly at first, but Diane went crazy, twitching and
pounding herself brutally onto his rock-hard cock. He felt her cunt juice
gushing down her canal. It warmed his balls and hardened his prick even
more.

Wade, fucking Karen's juicy pink asshole, reached down and rammed his thumb
up her swollen cunt. Immediately she exploded with a huge orgasm and,
screaming, shoved her asshole roughly against his driving cock.

Finally, he pulled out of her and got up from the bed. He turned her over
and pulled her by the ankles so that she was lying on her back with her legs
draped over the edge of the bed. Without warning, he lifted her legs, rested
them on his shoulders, positioned himself against her soggy slit, and rammed
his rocklike cock brutally up her cunt.

Karen screamed so hard that he had to clamp his hand over her mouth. Her
heart thundered within her chest. A thick wad of cum flooded her pussy. The
bed shook. More explosions shook her entire body. Wade continued to pound
his cock inside her twitching cunt. Gasping thickly, she pounded out so many
squirts of hot jism that she suddenly went limp, fainting and lying still.

Ed, a few minutes later, rammed his cock up Diane's hot cunt and made her
go crazy with convulsions. She went limp in his arms. A thin trickle of cunt
juice flowed from her crack. She moaned thickly, the breath coming from her
flared nostrils. Sighing deeply, he carried her over to the bed and let her
fall. She groaned, shifted a bit on the bed, and was still. Ed fell beside
her and lay on his back, his chest heaving.

Exhausted, Ed and Wade drifted toward sleep.

It was nearly four o'clock that morning when Ed woke and nudged Wade, who
was still sleeping. "What the hell ya want?" he asked groggily.

"C'mon, buddy," Ed replied, pulling up his pants. "We gotta split town,
remember?" He fought to keep his voice low. "We gotta hot car. And that
liquor store we rolled ain't more than fifty miles down the road!"

Wade, sitting up, suddenly realized what had happened. Yawning, he rubbed
his scalp and went to put on his clothes. "Yeah. Almost forgot." He looked
at the two sleeping, naked girls on the beds. "Amazing how much a really
good cunt makes you forget. Right?"

"Right. C'mon. Let's get outa here. By the way, how much bread we got?"

Wade shrugged. "The broad had two tens and two fives. The room was
nineteen. That leaves us eleven and some change." He chuckled softly.
"Eleven bucks won't even fill the gas tank."

"How 'bout the other broad?"

"I dunno. Didn't even check her out."

"Go ahead."

Wade went over to Diane's purse, which lay on the floor near the
nightstand. He picked it up and opened it. A moment later, he smiled and
removed the bills from her red wallet. "The fuckin' bitch is loaded!" he
exclaimed. "Must be nearly two hundred smackers in here!"

"Jesus Christ!" chuckled Ed, licking his lips. "Jesus Christ!"

Wade pocketed the money and tossed the purse on the floor. "Let's go," he
whispered.

"Naw, we better tie 'em up or somethin'. They might wake up two minutes
after we're gone, ya know."

'Wade thought it over carefully and then nodded. "Yeah," he replied. "Then
every fuckin' pig in this town will be on the lookout."

"We can get nailed for rape, too, ya know."

"Probably." Wade headed for the door. "We got some clothesline in the
trunk. I'll bring it in."

Ed nodded. "I'll make sure they don't make no noise."

Wade no sooner had closed the door behind him when Diane woke up, yawning
and stretching her arms in the air. "You up already?" she asked. Rubbing her
eyes, she glanced at Ed, then at her opened purse. Sitting up sharply, she
shouted, "Why, you fuckin' assholes, what the fuck-"

By that time, she was silenced.

Ed had moved quickly, sitting down beside her and slapping his hand tightly
across her mouth.

The force of his strength stung her, nearly knocking her out She was
recovering her strength quickly, but by this time Ed had flipped her over on
her stomach, buried her face in the pillow, and sat on her ass.

Less than a minute later, Wade appeared, beaming from ear to ear. "Look
what I found in the glove compartment," he said, holding out a thick roll of
adhesive tape. Then he noticed that Diane was already awake, and was
struggling violently beneath Ed.

"Well, whaddya know!" exclaimed Ed, chuckling as Wade came over to the bed.
The guy we stole the car from was good enough to leave a first-aid kit. God
damn!"

Ed was a strong man it was very easy for him to pin Diane's arms back and
hold them tightly while Wade wound several feet of the clothesline tightly
around her wrists. Her hands secured, they pulled her legs back and bound
the ankles tightly together, only a few inches from her wrists. She
struggled desperately, her as wriggling. She was straining so violently that
the whole bed shook. Ed was forced to keep her face buried in the pillow.
Her squeals were loud and strong, even though they were muffled.

"The tape," grunted Ed. "Before the other broad gets up! Quick! I dunno if
we can handle two of these horny cunts!"

Wade pulled off several long strips of adhesive. Clamping his hand over
Diane's mouth, Ed turned her over and lifted her head. Wade stretched the
tape firmly over her mouth and cheeks and smiled at the fierce expression on
her face. "God damn!" he chuckled. "It's a damn good thing we tied ya up.
You'd probably wanna tear us apart!"

"Come off it," grumbled Ed impatiently. He got up and picked up the
clothesline. "Let's get the other one and get the fuck outa here!"

Karen was still sleeping soundly. Since she had been lying on her back, it
was very easy for the men to gag her, rope her ankles together, flip her
over, and tie her just as they had Diane. They had no sooner tied her wrists
together and brought back her ankles when she awoke, gasping fiercely and
jerking on the bed.

Ed wiped his forehead and sighed in relief. "Christ!" he muttered, reaching
into his pocket and pulling out a cigarette. "I'm glad that's over. You
girls are fuckin' hellcats!"

Both Diane and Karen squealed angrily from beneath the tape over their
mouths.

Wade eyed the naked, helpless girls who lay heaving and squealing on the
beds. "Sony, dolls," he whispered, feeling bad about the whole thing. "You
were great chicks. Nobody's better'n you two, honest. . . but you'd turn us
in. We got nothin' against you, but we can't have ya cryin' to the cops. Ya
see? We need a couple of hours' head start."

Karen tried screaming, but it was hopeless. The tape held, keeping her
mouth shut. She tried one last time to jerk herself free, but she soon
sighed in utter defeat. The two men had done an expert job on them. All the
girls could do was bounce, squeal, and writhe on the beds. They were
completely helpless.

"Let's go," Ed said at last.

"Maybe we shouldn'ta tied 'em up so good," reflected Wade. "They won't be
able to get loose. And they might be hurtin', ya know. We tied 'em pretty
goddam tight. They're nice kids. We don't wanna hurt 'em."

Ed shrugged. "The cleanin' lady will untie 'em when she finds 'em this
afternoon."

"Let's leave 'em a knife," suggested Wade. "It'll be fuckin' embarrassin'
for the broads to be found that way. You know. Naked. All tied up like this.
They're probably married, anyway. Ya know what all that publicity would-"

"Maybe you're right," reflected Ed, sighing. "But leave the knife in the
john. They can get it themselves. That way, it'll take 'em at least an hour
to get loose."

"Okay." Wade took the knife from his pocket and went into the bathroom. He
set the knife in the bathtub and went back to the bedroom. "All right," he
said at last. "Everything's set. Let's go." "Not yet."

"What the fuck's wrong with you?" Ed began to chuckle.

"What the hell's so fuckin' funny, clown?"

Ed's eyes were glued to the two naked, tied girls who lay heaving on the
beds. His thoughts were obvious. "I'm gettin' hard again," he said,
laughing.

"Jesus Christ!" snapped Wade. "Haven't you had enough?"

"Fuck, no!" Ed grinned. "These broads are beautiful! Best fuck I ever had!
Seems a fuckin' shame to-"

"All right," replied Wade, pulling down his pants. "But let's make it
quick, for Chrissakes!"

The girls both made another feeble attempt at a struggle, but the manner in
which they were bound prevented their lashing out or hitting the men
anywhere. The men merely pulled the girls toward the edges of the beds,
spread their legs, and rammed their cocks deeply up their cunts. The girls
squealed and gasped beneath the tape. The men chuckled when they felt the
girls' cunts already dripping hotly.

"How 'bout that?" reflected Ed, laughing. They come just as hard when
they're bein' raped!"

Karen was the first to explode. Her cunt juice poured from her hot tube and
soaked Wade's cock and balls. He kept fucking her until his cock spurted
holly with jism. She came three more times before he pulled out of her and
went into the bathroom to wipe his cock off.

Ed rammed his cock brutally in and out of Diane s creamy slit. Soon she was
pounding out enough juice to sink a battleship. Her squeals were loud even
though she was gagged. Ed, laughing, slammed his cock inside her cunt even
harder, and gasped and shuddered when he felt himself coming. He lay on top
of her trembling body for one mare minute before he pulled himself out of
her and went to clean himself up.

Two minutes later, they were flipping the girls over on their stomachs and
covering them with blankets. After the girls were tucked in tightly, the men
sighed in relief, bent down to kiss the girls' taped mouths, and left the
motel room.

Twenty seconds later, their car started and they were gone.


CHAPTER FOUR

As soon as Wade and Ed had driven away, the two girls began struggling
violently. Their grunts and groans were quite loud, even though they were
gagged. Karen was flipping from side to side desperately. Soon, the blankets
gave way, and her trussed body emerged into view. Straining to rise to her
knees, she lost her balance and, with a squeal of panic, fell from the bed
and onto the carpeted floor with a loud thud.

Diane still had not freed herself from beneath the blankets. She was
jerking, trying to lash out with her legs, but her mighty efforts had merely
put pressure on her wrists and ankles. With a great sigh, she fell to her
side in defeat. Tears welled in her eyes and she sniffed them back.

Recovering, Karen groaned weakly and began rolling on the carpeted floor.
The method in which she was tied had rendered her completely helpless, and
she could not roll across the room without scraping her knees or knocking
the floor with her shoulders or hips. Soon she was so exhausted and sore
that, halfway across the room, she fell to the floor and lay still.

Just then Diane went crazy on the bed. Her harsh groans and muffled screams
had caused the adrenaline to flow, and in no time at all she had knocked the
restraining blankets onto the floor. The effort had exhausted her, and she
lay still, breathing heavily, her heart racing.

Karen once again began rolling across the room. Thank God, the bathroom was
only a few feet away! She gathered the remains of her strength and rolled
over until she was leaning against the doorway. Thank God, the bastards
hadn't pulled the door shut! she thought, knocking it open with her shoulder
and rolling into the bathroom.

Once inside, she began looking for the knife, and soon whimpered in defeat.
It was nowhere to be found! Had the fuckers thrown it down the fuckin'
crapper? she thought. Sighing, she lay down on the tiled floor and relaxed
for a few minutes. God, she was a wreck! Her hair was all over the place.
Her knees, hips and shoulders had been scraped raw from the carpet. She had
a splitting headache and an overwhelming urge to throw up. Stupid bitch! she
thought, angry at herself. She couldn't throw up with her fuckin' mouth
taped! She settled down and tried to relax. Her wrists and ankles were
nearly numb from the ropes and from the pressure she had put on them in
making it to the bathroom. She tried moving her fingers. They were sluggish,
but moved. The important thing was finding the knife before they went
completely numb!

With all her strength, she got up on her knees and looked all over the
room. She was just about ready to scream her lungs out in despair when she
saw the knife in the bottom of the tub.

With two painful hops, she made it to the edge of the tub and hoisted
herself onto the rim. However, the method in which her legs were doubled up
behind her threw her off balance once again, and she cringed in fear when
she felt herself falling backward into the bathtub. Everything went black
just then. There was a harsh thump of more pain somewhere in her head, and
then bright yellow stars flew past her eyes.

Karen lay motionless.

Diane had forced herself into a sitting position on the bed. On her knees,
she discovered the position had given her a few inches of slack in her
bonds. Her fingers were furiously working with the knots at her ankles. God,
they were tight! she thought. The men, obviously, had had experience with
knots. She wondered how many other girls had been put through this, how many
others those dirty bastards had humiliated and raped.

To her surprise, Diane felt one of the knots giving way. Her fingers went
berserk then, and in her victory she had begun breathing fiercely, jerking
and straining at the loosened knot. Her movements, though, were too severe
for her position, and she, too, shrieked in tenor when she felt herself
falling roughly to the floor.

A few minutes later, Karen began grumbling angrily in the bathroom.
Recovering from her fall in the tub, she had grabbed hold of Wade's knife
and had furiously worked her wrists free. Sighing deeply, she stretched her
arms and then relaxed in the tub.

Then she removed the tape from her mouth. Working her numb lips and tongue,
she began to feel better. "Those cocksuckin' son of a bitches!" she muttered
harshly, growing angry. "Those prick-eatin', pussy-suckin' sons of dead
pip!"

Karen cut the ropes binding her ankles and got up slowly. Every muscle in
her body ached. She looked in the mirror. Her shoulders and hips were
extremely red. Her wrists and ankles had deep-red welts all over them.

Applying cold water to them and drying them off gingerly, Karen gave
herself a final glance in the mirror before she went into the bedroom to
untie Diane, who was lying limply on the floor.

She immediately cut the rope that had forced Diane's legs back. This done,
she pushed the moaning girl onto her side and cut the ropes binding her
wrists and ankles. Finally, Karen turned Diane over onto her back and
removed the tape from her mouth.

Straddling Diane, Karen took the other girl's wrists and began rubbing them
vigorously. The blonde cried out, shuddered, and began to shake her head
violently. Karen slapped her cheeks. Diane began breathing more easily. Then
she opened her eyes and smiled at the brunette.

"Ya know what we oughta do?" laughed Karen, getting up and falling heavily
to the bed. "We oughta find those fuckers and tear 'em apart!"

Diane, groaned, sat up slowly. Then she looked at Karen and glared at her.
"You bitch!" she snapped. 'This was your idea in the first place!"

"Oh, bullshit," retorted Karen. "Your insides needed a good flushin' out,
just like mine. How the fuck was I to know those bastards were perverts?"

"They were good, weren't they?" reflected Diane, suddenly smiling.

"Yep," giggled Karen. "A fuckin' shame they cut out."

The girls looked oddly at each other. Moments later, they broke into
laughter.

"All we needed," exclaimed Karen, bubbling with laughter, "was a camera!"

Diane, still laughing, was shaking her head and looking up at the ceiling.
"I'll never forget this as long as I live! Imagine-picked up, taken to a
motel, fucked by two men, robbed, tied up, gagged, raped, and left for
dead... all in the same night!"

They laughed some more.

"Ya know something, angel?" asked Karen, smiling at her friend.

Diane looked at her.

"I loved every moment of it!"

"So did I!" replied Diane, squealing in excitement.

"Did they take everything?" asked Karen as she sat in front of the mirror,
combing her hair.

Diane had been checking their purses. "Everything," she replied, laughing.
"Those angels didn't even leave us cab fare."

Karen turned. "How the fuck are we gonna get home?"

Diane held up her thumb.

Karen grimaced. "Oh, shit! I was afraid of that."

"There's no other way."

"I guess not. I just don't like asking people for rides. You have to put up
with too much bullshit. And then there's always the chance that you'll get
into a car with a fuckin' pervert who's ready to-"

Both girls looked at each other. Then they began laughing.

They lay down in bed, side by side.

"Did ya bring your dildo with you?" asked Karen.

"Nope. Did you?"

"I didn't think we'd need it."

"We didn't before. Now do we?"

Karen laughed. "Fuck, not" she growled.

The girls faced each other. Their hands busily massaging one another's
tits, they kissed passionately. Karen gasped and swallowed Diane's fat, left
nipple. The blonde cried out and suddenly relaxed. Her arms fell limply to
the bed. She was already hot and sticky; a trickle of cunt juice dripped
from her red slit.

Shifting her position, Karen spread the blonde's thighs and buried her face
in the juicy blonde snatch. Diane moaned huskily and gyrated her hips
deliciously. The brunette's tongue snaked into the juicy, pink crack and
tasted the sweet honey welling hotly inside. Taking Diane's long, swollen
clit between her thumb and forefinger, the hungry brunette squeezed it and
pulled it and sent the squirming blonde to oblivion.

Diane's cunt exploded. Breathing heavily, she pulled Karen's thighs over
her and immediately began to nibble the brunette's inflamed clit. Her gash
grew hot and sticky. Diane stuck her thumb up the creamy hole and pumped it
in and out until the smaller girl began writhing and jerking over her.

Karen continued sucking Diane's swollen cunt. Her juice flooded her pussy.
She lapped it up with her tongue, licked the hot pussylips, nibbled the
twitching cunt, and stuck two fingers up Diane's creamy asshole.

The blonde jerked frantically, rolling all over the bed. Hungry, she
covered Karen's dark gash and sucked it eagerly, until her mouth and tongue
were sticky with cunt juice. She then stuck two fingers into the tiny, juicy
hole and pumped them eagerly.

The girls sucked each other for the next ten minutes. Diane sprinkled cunt
juice all over Karen's face, while Karen's cunt exploded thickly several
times. Afterward, they rolled off one another and lay on their backs,
panting.

"Ya know what?" asked Karen.

"What, darling?"

"We shouldn'ta done that, baby. I'm so fuckin' horny right now, I could
fuck a goddam broomstick!"

"Let's get outa here," replied Diane, getting up. "We can go home, clean
up, have some supper, and then go lookin' for another pickup tonight."

"That sounds okay with me."

Traffic was very light. It was five in the morning. Most of the traffic
consisted of large trucks which were headed in the wrong direction. One
trucker stopped in the middle of the highway and told the girls that he was
headed east, but would pick them up anyway. When Karen told him to get
fucked, he angrily got his truck back into gear and tore out of sight.

They continued walking. Twenty minutes later, it began to look like
morning, and the girls could then see where they were going.

"My fuckin' feet are killin' me," complained Karen, who had taken off her
high heels, having decided to walk in her bare feet.

"How much farther is it?" asked Diane in despair.

"I dunno. It took those bastards half an hour to drive to the motel. We
could be twenty miles from home."

"A perfect ending to a perfect day," commented. Diane angrily.

A few minutes later, a car slowed down about twenty yards behind them and
crawled to a stop. The driver stuck his bead out of the window and said,
"You girls look like you need a lift."

"You're gorgeous," replied Karen, laughing and heading for his car.

Diane eagerly followed her friend to the car.

The driver reached over and opened the door for them and they slid into the
front seat beside him. He smiled at them and got the car moving again.

Diane and Karen noticed that the driver was a young, good-looking guy no
more than thirty. Thin and deeply tanned, he was wearing a business suit. He
had unfastened his tie and had pulled the knot halfway down his chest. He
looked like a salesman, or an insurance agent. The girls liked him
immediately.

"Where ya headed?" he asked, glancing at them.

When Karen told him, he laughed and said, "I'm headed there myself. Live
there. You live in town?"

"A few miles outside," replied Diane. "But our car is still parked on Main
Street, near the Leaning Tower.

"Oh? How did you get way out here?"

The girls laughed. "It's a long story," replied Karen, lighting a
cigarette.

He nodded knowingly. "I see," he replied. "By the way," he added, "I
haven't seen you girls before; just moved in?"

"About six weeks ago," replied Diane. "Our husbands got transferred over
here."

A pang of disappointment showed in his face when he heard the word
"husbands."

"They're at a convention right now," Karen shot back quickly. "They won't
be back until Saturday.

He smiled. "By the way, my name's Paul Matthews."

The girls told him their names.

"Want some excitement?" he asked eagerly. "Whaddya have in mind?" asked
Karen.

"A party. My place. Tonight."

"What kind of party?" asked Diane.

He snickered. "Wildest party you'll ever see in your entire life."
"We'll go!" they said together.

He laughed. "Beautiful," he replied, excited. "I live just down the street
from the courthouse. Third house on your left, if you're heading west. The
three-story, red brick house. Come at eight."

"How many guys will be there?" asked Karen. "Oh . . . about six or seven
couples. A few stags. But everybody's a swinger, so there'll be plenty for
everybody. Anyway, my parties always have had sort of a reputation, so you
can count on a helluva lot more guys being there than what's expected."
"Fantastic!" exclaimed Karen, giggling. "We'll be there!"

"Great," he replied. "But don't dress too well. At these parties, you
always end up taking your clothes off anyway!"


CHAPTER FIVE

The girls returned to the apartment at six o'clock that morning. Paul had
taken them straight to the club, where their car was parked. After thanking
him, and promising him that they would be at his place that night, they
drove home, threw off their clothing, and headed straight for the bathroom.
They stood in the shower for a solid fifteen minutes before they stepped
out, dried themselves off, and collapsed in bed.

"I can't wait 'til tonight," sighed Karen, smiling at the thought "We'll
probably really get a lotta cock at the party!"

"I just hope he's not bullshittin' us, baby," remarked Diane. "We might get
there and discover that there's fifty girls for every guy!"

"Naw. . . somethin' tells me Paul was tellin' the truth. He seems like an
outa-sight guy."

"I hope so," replied Diane. "I really and truly hope so. What my cunt needs
is a good goin' over!"

Karen sat up and smiled at her friend. "We can do somethin' about that
right now, darling," she said, getting up and heading for the dresser.
Opening the bottom drawer, she fumbled for something inside. "We can't have
you all stiff and dry," she said as Though she were talking to herself. "We
gotta get you hot and juicy for the party!" Closing the drawer, she turned
and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Excited, Diane eyed the two-foot-long, double ended dildo as though she
were in a trance. Shivering, she spread her legs wide and sighed deeply.
"Stick it in, baby!" she whispered huskily, licking her lips. "Stick it all
the way inside my cunt until I burst!"

Her pussylips were already soggy with juice. Karen rubbed the thick head of
the rubber cock against her tight crack until the blonde wailed and jerked
beneath her. Karen bent down and kissed the pink hole. Diane wriggled her
hips and waited.

Karen then forced the head of the prick tightly into the waiting cunt.
Carefully, the brunette pushed the rubber prick slowly, an inch at a time,
until the head had completely disappeared. Diane, moaning softly, gyrated
her hips and lifted her pink ass a few inches from the mattress. Karen
pushed the thick rubber cock another inch up the creamy crack. The blonde
picked up the pillow from the bed and covered her face so that the neighbors
would not hear her screams.

When she was certain Diane was wet enough, Karen began to move the huge
cock in and out of Diane's cunt slowly and carefully, until she felt the
blonde's pussy muscles pulling it farther in. Without warning she let
another two inches penetrate Diane's sizzling cunt. The blonde went berserk,
kicking and bouncing on the bed. Her screams were loud, even though she
still had her face buried in the pillow.

Karen pumped her cunt with long, delicious strokes. Nearly half of the
thick rubber cock was enveloped in Diane's hungry gash. Smiling, she shoved
an additional two inches into the blonde's offered slit, and Diane howled
like an injured dog and jerked out a few quick orgasms.

Karen increased her pace.

Before long, nearly a foot of thick, rubber cock was embedded inside
Diane's exploding cunt. By this time, Diane was squirting her juice
often-ever ten seconds or so. Her entire body was sticky with sweat and cunt
cream.

Karen now changed the frequency of her strokes. She was pumping the
blonde's snatch slowly now, shoving nearly fourteen inches of the cock
roughly into the wet crack, pulling it out quickly, and slamming it back in
again. The entire dildo was wet with cunt juice; there was so much juice
that Karen could scarcely grasp hold of the thick-headed end of the dildo.

She kept up her pace. Diane had come so much that she looked as though she
would faint. Sighing, Karen stopped pumping the girl's cunt. She removed the
cock partway from Diane's soggy hole and lay on her back. Her twat was
facing Diane's slit. Karen pressed the rubber cock firmly against her own
crack. She giggled and rubbed the round head against her pussylips.
Separating the pink lips of her gash, Karen groaned and shoved the big
rubber prong all the way in.

The brunette moaned huskily. She lay on her back and began to slam her cunt
against the rubber cock until it went in deeper. Recovering, Diane wriggled
her hips. Moments later, the horny girls were fucking the thick,
double-ended dildo with slow, lingering strokes.

Karen came almost immediately, shuddering and bouncing on the bed.
Tightening the lips of her cunt, Diane prevented the thick cock from sliding
further into her crack. In one smooth sweep, the blonde hammered her slit
against Karen, causing the artificial cock to completely penetrate the
brunette's trembling slash. Karen screamed in surprise, jerked, and squeezed
out two gigantic orgasms. Then she fell back, whimpering.

Diane kept up the pressure. Pretty soon, the two-foot-long dildo had
disappeared, completely enveloped within the two squirming cunts. Diane
could feel Karen's throbbing cunt. Reaching down, she put it between her
fingers and squeezed. Karen felt her heart pumping like a jackhammer. Soon
afterward, she was blinded by a million flickering lights. Her entire body
felt like it was being jabbed by a thousand tiny needles. Groaning horribly,
she jerked and slammed her cunt brutally against Diane's blonde twat. Diane
giggled when she felt the brunette's hot jism dribbling all over her cunt
and clit.

A few moments later, Karen tensed her entire body, squealed pitifully, and
fell heavily to the bed.

"Feel better?" asked Diane, sitting up and pulling the hot, drenched dildo
from their twitching cunts.

"Never felt better in my life!" moaned Karen, still panting and staring at
the ceiling.

It was eight o'clock that night.

Karen parked the car along the curb and both girls got out. They looked
beautiful. Diane had decided to wear a skimpy bikini beneath her open
jacket. The jacket was fastened in one place: just above her navel. Since
the jacket only reached the level of her cunt, she looked delicious.

Karen had decided to wear a tight, sleeveless sweater. It was loosely
woven, and her thick, cherry-colored nipples stuck out deliciously. Her
miniskirt was only a few inches below the line of her juicy gash. Wearing no
panties, Karen looked just as naked as Diane.

They walked up to the front door and knocked. No one answered. They waited
a few moments, then Diane opened the door and they stepped inside.

There were people all over the place. At least thirty people were in sight,
all of them completely naked. Those who were not yet with a partner were in
frantic pursuit of an eligible mate. Fascinated, the girls watched the
couples fucking on the living room floor, on the couches and chairs, and in
the hallway. Most of the people looked young-anywhere between twenty and
thirty. Wherever they looked, Diane and Karen could see naked, writhing
bodies jerking and slamming against one another.

Karen shook her head and laughed. "Well," she said, "we came to the right
place, all right!"

Diane instantly flung off her clothes and threw them over the back of a
chair. "Ya might as well take 'em all off," she said, giggling, "before
somebody comes over and tears 'em off!"

Karen stepped out of her skirt and pulled off her sweater just as Paul,
completely naked, came over, beaming from ear to ear.

"Glad you could make it," he said, putting his arms on their shoulders and
leading them into the living room. "We were just about ready to send out for
fresh girls!"

Karen, giggling, reached down and covered his limp prick with her hand.
"Nice," she reflected. "You didn't tell us you were so big!"

"I get bigger than that, sweetheart," he replied, taking them down the hall
and into the john. "I want you to meet my friends, Joanie and Sam," he said,
pulling aside the shower curtain.

Karen and Diane laughed in delight. A young man and woman were busy in the
bathtub, fucking. The man was sitting down, his legs extending down the
length of the tub. The blonde, a big-boned girl with huge tits, sat on his
cock, leaning backward, her hands resting on his ankles. She jumped
frantically onto the man's stiff prick, grunting and groaning, her big tits
bouncing wildly.

"They don't give a shit about us," laughed
Diane.

"I guess not," he replied, and took them from the bathroom. He led them
into a big bedroom and dimmed the lights. "Ya know," he said, lying on his
back with his head toward the foot of the bed, "you girls haven't really
thanked me properly for the ride."

Giggling in delight, the girls jumped onto the bed.

"One big thank-you comin' right up!" squealed Karen, positioning herself
between Paul's spread thighs. She bent down quickly and gave his half-hard
prick a gigantic lick of her tongue. Paul gasped in surprise. His prick
instantly grew hard.

"Make room for me!" shouted Diane, straddling Paul's head and lowering her
snatch onto his mouth. He licked his lips and covered the lips of her cunt
with his mouth. Diane squealed and pounded her juicy twat against his mouth.

As Karen was busy licking and sucking Paul's balls, Diane lowered her upper
body toward Paul's crotch. Resting on her elbows, she blew her hot breath on
his swaying prick, licked her lips, and swallowed the entire joint. Paul
gasped and felt his heart racing. The sensation of having two hot, wet
mouths and tongues working on his cock and balls was terrific. He nearly
lost his wad right then. Sensing this, the girls stopped working on him and
waited for him to relax.

Paul went to town on Diane, sucking her cunt, nibbling her juicy pussylips,
lapping up the cunt cream, pumping her soggy twat with two fingers, blowing
on her mound, licking her inner thighs, fingering her creamy asshole. He
could feel her responding. She panted huskily and began writhing against
him. Her big, fat nipples rubbed deliciously against his hips. A minute
later, her hungry mouth slid all the way down his greased shaft until his
cock was buried in her throat.

Karen carefully fitted his left ball into her hungry mouth. When he moaned,
she rubbed her tongue hotly against it and tickled the other ball. Paul
stirred and spread his thighs.

Suddenly a naked man walked into the room. It took him less than five
seconds to take in the sight: the two squirming, naked girls on the bed,
Paul's naked body, and Diane's exposed, wriggling ass. Laughing softly, he
went right over to the bed, lifted himself up, positioned himself behind
Diane with his thighs just beyond Paul's head, spread the cheeks of Diane's
ass as quickly as he could, and rammed his ten-inch cock deeply and
violently into her juicy asshole.

Diane screamed horribly.

Her body jerked uncontrollably as the violent storms took her by surprise
and set her on fire. Her heart nearly exploded. The temperature of the room
thundered upward and the room began spinning before her eyes.

Paul laughed and spent the next five minutes lapping up the thick jets of
cunt juice that had gushed holly from her swollen twat. Looking up, he saw
the man's balls dancing as he fucked Diane's asshole. They were only a few
inches from his face.

While Diane continued to sprinkle her juices, Karen took over. She
swallowed Paul's cock and, her head moving quickly up and down, mouth fucked
him desperately.

Just then Diane screamed and, arching her back, gritted her teeth. Her
pussy vibrated in quick jolts. The man fucking her in the ass felt his cock
growing harder. He groaned, and his prick began to shoot inside her asshole.
Exploding again and again, Diane tensed her entire body and yielded to each
convulsion. Then she sobbed and collapsed on top of Paul just as the man
pulled his cock from her asshole and left the room.

Karen straddled Paul's thighs and fitted his prick against her juicy
pussylips. Sucking in her breath, she slammed her hot snatch onto his
unsuspecting rod and began fucking him with short, hard strokes. In no time
at all, she felt him getting harder inside her. Then she slowed down her
pace and fucked him deliciously, pulling him all the way inside her dripping
cunt and spending long moments raising herself on him.

Two young people, a man and a woman, came into the room and took in the
sight. They quickly got on the bed with Paul, Diane and Karen, the girl
taking her position over Paul's head, her partner standing up over Diane's
limp body. Facing Karen, who was still riding Paul's prick, he waited for
the jumping brunette to take his cock into her mouth. Karen scarcely missed
a stroke on Paul. It was quite easy for her to swallow the man's entire cock
and pound her juicy cunt onto Paul's thick prick.

Less than twenty strokes later, Paul's cock began spurting thickly into
Karen's gushing cunt. She squealed, increased her pace, and hammered her
snatch up and down until Paul's prick was completely limp. She remained
sitting on Paul as she sucked the other man's cock eagerly.

Paul continued to nibble the other girl's hot twat. Wriggling her hips, she
rubbed her juicy twat against his lips and grunted when her cunt flooded
with juice. Paul sucked her swollen cunt, rammed his thumb up her gash, and
wiggled it around inside. The girl shrieked and came once more.

Diane, who had slowly been recovering, got up and waited for Karen to get
up from Paul's limp prick. Her head shot downward, her mouth and tongue
hungry and eager. Paul cried out. She took his limp cock into her mouth and
sucked it hungrily. It remained limp. Then she tickled his balls and cupped
them in her hands. Suddenly his cock began to grow warm and stir in her
mouth. She sucked it harder. Soon it filled her mouth. Then she began to
pump it quickly, her lips sliding up and down his greased shaft.

Karen soon felt the man's stiff prick growing in her mouth. Moaning
thickly, she tightened her grip around the base of his huge prong, sucking
deeply on it even as it went out of her mouth. He squirmed and began
breathing heavily. Taking hold of his big, dancing balls, she sucked his
cock until it began to spurt hot jism into her waiting mouth and down her
throat. She continued sucking it and swallowing the hot cum until there was
nothing left. Then she watched him withdraw from her mouth, get down, kiss
her passionately on the lips, and leave the room quietly.

Diane's mouth left Paul's throbbing prick. Straddling him, she lowered her
hot snatch. The big, beautiful thing instantly began snaking up her pink
crack. Her body jerked, and she came. Then she whimpered and began sliding
slowly and carefully on his prong. Paul groaned. Then he began to suck the
other woman 's quivering slit.

Two slightly drunk young men came into the room, went over to the bed, and
picked up the girl Paul had been chewing.

"Marcia!" shouted one of them, laughing. "We been lookin' all over fuckin'
hell for ya!"

The two men positioned Marcia between them. She began to protest but the
men moved faster than she could. In no time at all, they had pulled her legs
up and wrapped them around the first man's waist. The other man spread the
cheeks- of her ass apart and was rubbing his swollen cock against her creamy
pink asshole.

Simultaneously, they rammed their pricks brutally up her cunt and asshole.
She was screaming so loudly that the man in her asshole had to cover her
mouth with his hands. She began to whimper like a wounded animal. Ignoring
her protests, they began shoving their pricks in and out of her without
mercy.

Diane was aware only of Paul's thick, greased shaft. She jumped up and down
on him eagerly, her big tits bouncing brightly. Paul reached up and began to
squeeze them. Diane cried out and came again.

Just then Karen got behind her and, reaching around her, began squeezing
Diane's fat, juicy nipples. The blonde winced, wailing and jerking
uncontrollably. More pussy juice gushed from her jumping crack. Karen kept
up the pressure until Diane screamed and tensed her body. The cunt cream
gushed from her pink hole for the next twenty seconds.

Poor Marcia was being fucked so brutally that she resembled a puppet
dancing on a string. The thick cocks rammed in and out of her
simultaneously, spreading apart the folds of her tender insides. She had
come so much that it hurt her. Weak, she yielded to them and let them do
anything they wanted. Her hair was all over her face. Her arms were so limp
that they flew in all directions.

The men continued to fuck her until they felt their pricks pounding hotly
in her snatch. She cried out, arched her back, and reached for the ceiling.
Her arms strained in the sockets. She fought for breath and then went limp
in their arms.

"Thanks, Marcia," said the man fucking her asshole.

The men kissed her and pulled their spent pricks out of her ass and cunt.
Then they carried her over to the bed and let her fail helplessly on her
face.

Then they were gone.

Exhausted, Karen quit fucking Paul. She got up heavily and fell to her
side, beside Marcia. For the next five minutes, she lay motionless on her
back, looking at the ceiling, her legs parted, her arms flung back.

Diane shot straight for Paul's throbbing cock and sucked it back to life.
He squirmed, sat up, and smiled down at her. He watched her suck his dick
and the sight made him get harder.

"You girls are beautiful," he said, smiling at her. Diane quit sucking him
and looked up. "We get better as we go along," she replied. Sitting up and
getting on her knees, she positioned herself above his cock and then lowered
her snatch until he felt the hot lips of her greasy cunt rubbing against
him.

Without warning, she slammed her juicy snatch brutally down, onto his thick
pick.

"Aaaaaaaaah!" he gasped, feeling the juices erupting within his balls. He
lay back and relaxed, but before long, his prick exploded thickly into her
waiting cunt.

Groaning and swaying above him, Diane slowed down. With her pussy muscles,
she pulled him inside her snatch, feeling the hot jism jolting into her twat
and setting her on fire. She got off two quick squirts of juice before she
sucked his prick dry, got up, and lay down beside him on the bed.

For the next five minutes, everyone lay still.

Karen was the first to sit up and stretch. "God!" she said groggily,
rubbing her thighs vigorously. "I'm gonna need a fuckin' drink if you
cunt-hounds expect me to last through the night!"

"That sounds like a good idea," agreed Diane, who got up from the bed.

"The trouble with you two," laughed Paul, who squirmed uneasily on the bed,
"is that you haven't had enough fuckin'!"

Giggling, the girls left the room.

They were only halfway down the ball when three naked men suddenly appeared
from the living room, took one long look at them, and stopped in their tracks.

"Jews Christ!" one of them gasped. "Fresh cunt!"

"Look at the fuckin' tits on the blonde!" shouted the small man in the
middle.

"You assholes can stand here gawkin'" replied the last man, who went
quickly to the girls and picked Karen up as easily as if she were a child.
"I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' wad in both these broads!"

Squealing, Karen let him carry her into a spare bedroom. The man wasted no
time. Very quickly, he tossed her on the bed, rolled her over on her
stomach, and lifted her up so that her as was sticking up. Then he climbed
onto the bed, nabbed her creamy asshole, and rammed his thick cock so
brutally inside her that she screamed horribly.

By this time, Karen saw the protesting Diane being carried into the room.
The men were just as horny. Just as intent on their purpose, as the man who
was fucking Karen.

They tossed Diane in the other bed and positioned her on her right side.
Then they worked quickly, lying down on each side of her and lifting her
left leg until it was nearly perpendicular with her body.

Two pairs of hungry hands fondled her all over. The man facing her took her
left nipple in his mouth and nibbled on it until she squealed and sprinkled
cunt juice onto their hands. Laughing, they continued fingering her cunt and
asshole. Seconds later, they fitted the head of their pricks into the
appropriate cracks and, simultaneously, shoved their inflamed cocks deeply
into her hot, wet holes.

Diane gasped, groaned deeply, and twitched as each storm rocked her body.
Orgasm overtook her, juice down her cunt setting her on fire and discharging
gallon of thick "Christ!" shouted the man fucking her asshole.
"This one really gushes!"

The man fucking her cunt giggled and sighed deeply as the blonde's hot twat
cream warmed his thick cock. "Yeah!" he replied, laughing. "We're gonna have
to fuck these broads more often!"

Before her body could relax, Diane shuddered and gritted her teeth. The men
had already begun slamming their pricks into her unyielding flesh
mercilessly. She tried to relax, but she was in no position to do so. The
men kept her left leg high in the air. It began to throb, but there was
nothing she could do about it.

Soon her leg was the least of her problems. By now, her cunt and ass were
completely numb. The pricks continued ramming her savagely. Feeling faint,
Diane closed her eyes. The orgasm that suddenly exploded between her legs
strangely felt as though it were a million miles away. A blackness veiled
her eyes, and she was out cold.

Soon Karen's cunt was flooded with juice. The man who had been fucking her
in the ass suddenly reached down and stuck two fingers into her soggy
snatch. She immediately arched her back, groaned deeply, and squirted more
juice.

Just then, the man removed his cock from her asshole, flipped her over on
her back, and shoved his red-hot joint into her unsuspecting snatch.
Groaning, she squirmed beneath him, reached up, and grasped hold of the
headboard of the bed.

The men fucking Diane soon gasped violently and felt their cocks exploding.
The violent jolts of hot jism seemed to revive Diane, who suddenly opened
her eyes, gasped, and came over the spending pricks. They grinned in delight
and continued fucking her until their cocks were completely limp.

Then they pulled out of her and let her fall on her back.

"Thanks, babe," said the man who had fucked her asshole.

"Yeah!" exclaimed the other. "You're the best fuckin' gash in this house!"

Without another word, they were gone.

Diane lay panting on the bed, her cunt on fire. Her asshole was completely
numb, but she ignored this by closing her eyes and relaxing.

In less than a minute, she was fast asleep.

She didn't even hear the harsh groans and grunts emerging from her friend's
throat. She heard nothing.

Karen was also getting drowsy, even though her twat was still being
battered and bruised. The man hammered his raw cock in and out of her with
pistonlike fury, puffing it out slowly and immediately shoving it all the
way inside.

He fucked her and fucked her, until his cock shot hot cum deeply inside her
raw cunt. Without a word, he left her and went back to the party.

Karen did not move.


CHAPTER SIX

Diane and Karen woke up at eleven o'clock the next morning.

"I got a fuckin' headache," said Diane, sitting up slowly and wincing in
pain. "And my ass feels like somebody rammed it with a fuckin'
sledgehammer."

"Quit your fuckin' bitchin'," replied Karen, laughing. "You're the one who
was bitchin' that you weren't gettin' enough cock. Now you're bitchin'
'cause you got too much!"

"Oh, fuck you," she replied groggily. "You didn't get it from both ends,
like I did."

"I got just as much as you did," Karen shot back.

"But not at the same time, dammit!"

"Fuck you," she replied shortly.

Without another word, the girls got up and headed for the living room.

Everyone else was either asleep or gone. Four naked bodies lay on the
couch, anus and legs entwined. A naked girl lay spread eagled on the dining
room table, her wrists and ankles fled to each corner, her mouth stuffed
with pink panties.

"Who the hell is that?" asked Karen.

"I dunno," replied Diane. "Whoever she is, she's gonna feel it when she
wakes up!"

Paul was in the kitchen, fixing breakfast. He was wearing his pants. He
looked at them and smiled. "Hungry, girls?" he asked.

"Famished," replied Karen.

"Too sick to eat," complained Diane.

"I don't blame you," laughed Paul. "You look like you were hit by John and
Bill last night."

"I don't know who hit me," she groaned, sitting down. "Whoever it was, I
feel like I've been run over by a fuckin' truck!"

"Yeah!" he laughed, nodding knowingly. "You got hit by John and Bill."

"By the way," said Karen; fiddling with the cigarettes and lighter on the
kitchen table, "who the hell's lyin' on the dining room table out there? She
looks like Diane feels!"

"That's Joanie," he replied, setting down the spatula. "Christ. Is she
still tied up?"

Karen nodded, smoking her cigarette.

"I better go untie her," he said, heading for the dining room. "She'll tear
out our fucking insides if she's mad enough!"

"Don't worry," Karen replied. "She's still asleep."

But Paul was already gone.

When he returned a few minutes later, she asked, "Why'd she get tied up
like that?"

He laughed and went back to the eggs in the pan. "You have to know Joanie
to understand why Bill and John do that to her. You see, she has this habit
of coming here, staying for about an hour, and getting up to leave just when
things start getting hot. Something about her husband coming home
unexpectedly."

"What if he does?"

He chuckled and piled the eggs into a big dish. "She and her husband have
been separated for almost a year."

Karen shrugged and put out her cigarette. "Well, why does she say things
like that, ten?"

Paul put the dish on the table and sat down. "She doesn't seem to care for
Bill and John."

"I see." Karen poured some coffee and sipped it.

A few minutes later, the tall brunette who had been strapped to the dining
room table walked into the kitchen. Her hands over h r big tits, she was
rubbing them lightly and sighing deeply. "Just what I need," she said,
yawning. "Some breakfast to give me the strength I'll need to get those two
bastards!"

"Aw, shut up, Joanie," laughed Paul. "Shut up and eat something."

She sat down and poured herself some coffee. "My cunt feels like an old
piece of rubber," she complained, rubbing her snatch. "By the way, has
anyone seen those two bastards? I'm gonna cut off their fuckin' pricks and
shove 'em down their fuckin' throats!"

"Why don't you like them?" asked Karen.

"Would you like two hogs that tie you to a fuckin' table whenever you wanna
leave a party?" she asked, scowling at Karen.
"I guess not."

"You're goddam right, you wouldn't. Those bastards.. ." She drank some
coffee and dished herself some eggs.

"How long were you tied up like that?" asked Diane, eating her bacon
slowly.

"I dunno," she replied, shrugging. "All I know is that I wanted to leave at
midnight. First thing I knew, there they were, pickin' me up, pinnin' me
down, tyin' me to that fuckin' table. I remember those two hogs fuckin' me
three times apiece, and every goddam guy that had to pass me to get some
booze from the kitchen, at least price. Why?"

Diane shrugged and continued to eat her eggs and bacon. "Just curious."

"Where you two from?" asked Joanie. "Haven't seen you two before."

"Cedar Ridge," replied Karen.

"Oh?" Joanie laughed shortly. "With all those fuckin' snobs?" she asked.

"We don't know any snobs," replied Diane.

"Good," replied Joanie. "And keep it that way. You two are nice people."

"Thank you," replied Karen, smiling and drinking more coffee.

For the next five minutes, they ate in silence.

Suddenly two men, completely naked, came into the kitchen. Diane
immediately recognized them. They were the same two men that had fucked her
from both sides the night before.

Joanie, seeing them, jumped up from her seat and, armed with her fork and
knife, went after them, shouting angrily.

The men merely laughed and, pinning her arms behind her back, threw the
weapons to the kitchen floor and picked her up easily.

"You fuckin' cocksuckers!" she screamed, struggling within their grasp.
"I'm gonna scratch your fuckin' eyes out!"

The man with black hair and a beard laughed and replied, "Not with your
fuckin' hands tied down, you won't!"

The two men carried her out of the room.

"You stupid assholes!" she yelled, writhing and jerking. "I'll be damned if
you bastards are gonna do that again!"

Diane, Karen and Paul got up and went into the dining room to watch them.

"At least lemme have my fuckin' breakfast first!" Joanie shouted at them as
the two men laid her on the dining roam table.

"Ya don't need nothin' to eat," remarked one of the men. "We're gonna give
you enough pork to last you till tomorrow's supper!"

"You fuckin' pricks! I hate you!" She continued to kick and struggle, but
they held her down.

"Give us a hand," said the man with dark hair, who was holding down her
legs.

"Not me," declined Paul. "I value my life too much!"

"I'll do it," laughed Karen. "I'll be gad to do it!" She hoisted herself
onto the table and sat on Joanie's knees.

Joanie fought to sit up, but John held down her arms. "You fuckin' slut!"
she hissed, glaring at Karen. "You gonna let these fuckin' hogs do this to
me?"

"Not only that," replied Karen. "I'm helpin' 'em do it!"

"You dirty whore!"

Bill proceeded to tie the struggling girl's left ankle to the corner of the
table. He worked fast, accomplishing his task within seconds. The girl
continued to struggle. Karen kept Joanie from lashing out with her right
leg. Securing Joanie's right ankle, Bill picked up the pink panties that lay
crumpled on the carpeted floor and stuffed them into her gaping mouth.
Joanie tried forcing the panties out of her mouth, but Karen covered the
wriggling girl's mouth with her hand. She giggled when the gagged girl
glared angrily at her.

The two men, working together, took the girl's wrists and secured them to
the corners of the table. This done, they stood up and looked down at the
naked, helpless girl who lay heaving and jerking on the table.

John walked over to the couch, where his trousers lay in a heap. Just then,
others began to stir. They sat up groggily, yawning. When they saw Joanie
tied to the table, they laughed and went back to sleep.

Removing a handkerchief from his pocket, John went over to the table and
wrapped it tightly around the girl's head, over her mouth. Joanie glared at
him, muttered something, and began twisting and jerking once again.

Bill said, "Let me be first," to his friend. "I brought my fuckin'
tickler!" He pulled something from his pants pocket and then fitted it over
the round, thick head of his stiff prick. Diane and Karen looked at it
wide-eyed. The tickler was at least four inches long, with hundreds of tiny
rubber teeth sticking out of its length in many different shapes and sizes.

"I'll bet that feels good!" gasped Karen, laughing.

Bill looked up and smiled at her. "You wanna be next?" he asked.

She nodded in earnest.

He laughed. "I'll make this quick, then." Then he mounted the table and
stood up on his knees. Joanie took one look at the big tickler and shook her
head violently, groaning and muttering something under the gag. "You just
love this," he said angrily. "Quit your fuckin' acting!"

Reaching down, he took her juicy cunt in his hand and rubbed it vigorously.
Joanie let out a muffled howl. Her anus and legs strained at the ropes. She
tried to pull her cunt away from his hand, but failed. He just smiled and
thrust three fingers deeply inside her.

He rammed the wet slit until it was soggy with cream. Her struggles had
subsided, and she began to respond. Her hips rotated sensuously. She rocked
her ass and pushed her twat against him.

He pressed the red tickler against her red cunt and gave it a rough jerk.
Joanie screamed horribly, her naked body puffing against the ropes. She
shuddered and quivered in violent spasms until the wet tickler was deeply
inside her swollen hole.

He pumped her slowly at first, using long thrusts. Feeling her pussy
growing hotter, Joanie responded to his jabs. She climaxed jerkily, grunting
thickly on the table. Bill smiled at her. He started ramming it in faster.
"I told ya she loves this," he said to Diane and Karen.

John walked over to Karen and began to kiss her tight, round tits.
"Mmmmmmmmm," he moaned, breathing hotly. "Delicious! Better'n Joanie's!"

Karen moaned and pulled his head tightly against her. Scooping her up, he
carried her over to the couch. He made her sit on the arm of the couch.
Before she could guess what he was about to do, he pushed her backward,
spread her legs, and rammed his stiff cock so violently into her
unsuspecting cunt that she jerked and screamed.

But John didn't hear her. He had already begun to move his cock inside her.
He fucked her quickly, with short, fast jabs. Before long, his meat was
completely saturated with juice. Karen wriggled deliciously against him. She
shivered and began to squirm in ecstasy.

Joanie was squirting hot cream each time Bill's tickler-covered cock drove
into her. She had been straining so brutally at her bonds that her wrists
and ankles were completely numb. Angry red welts stood out all over her
flesh. Her body was hot and creamy with sweat. She felt faint. The hot cock
milk gushing into her cunt soothed her insides.

Paul was next.

Bill had barely gotten down from the table before Paul pulled down his
pants, jumped between her spread thighs, and stuffed his trembling cock
inside her cunt.

It had taken Joanie by surprise. Gasping, she felt her body going tense.
She climaxed three thick times in succession. Her head lolling from side to
side, she closed her eyes and submitted to Paul's wild fucking.

Karen still lay on her back on the couch. She gasped in pleasure as the
wild meat stuffed her wet slit. Suddenly a strange man came into view. He
had apparently just woken up and decided to get in on the action. Straddling
Karen, he grabbed hold of her hands and threw himself forward until their
clasped hands were resting on the other arm of the couch. He noticed that
his stiff cock was a few inches too low. Adjusting himself, he shoved the
round, swollen head between Karen's lips and slid it deeply into her mouth.
She groaned in pleasure and began sucking the hot pork. Her lips made his
flesh quiver. Grinning in delight, he began fucking her mouth and throat.
His ass wiggled. His balls caught her on the chin.

Joanie was not even aware that Paul had completely soaked her swollen cunt
with cum. She was completely numb. Her body lay still, no longer fighting
the bonds. Relaxing, she went limp on the table.

John's body began shuddering. His cock was creaming Karen's soggy slit. It
was a thick wad. Her pussy muscles lightened fiercely around the base of his
dong. He felt her hot tube pulling in his cum and craving more. She squeezed
out several quick orgasms, but did not cease sucking the huge slab of flesh
that was fucking her mouth.

The man pumping his cock in and out of her mouth began to feel the
eruptions within his balls. Still holding Karen's arms above her head, he
banged his rod into her mouth like a jackhammer, taking it to the back of
her throat and removing all but the head of his cock before he shoved it in
again. Groaning, he felt his wad bubbling up inside him, and then his prick
got so sensitive that he could barely stand the sensation of Karen's hot,
wet lips sliding up and down his greased shaft.

A minute later, he cried out, groaned, and twitched and jerked as his prick
spat thickly into Karen's throat. Moaning hungrily, she sucked him eagerly
until each drop of his exploding cum oozed down her trembling throat.

"Christ!" exclaimed Karen as they entered their apartment at four o'clock
that afternoon. "Was that a party!"

Diane threw herself down in the chair, sighed deeply, and lit a cigarette.
"I got fucked more last night and this afternoon than ever before," she
said, smiling.

Karen went to the dining room and made drinks for each of them. A few
minutes later, she brought the drinks and relaxed on the sofa. "That
tickler!" she exclaimed, giggling. "I've never known anything that could
feel so fuckin' good!"

"It was a rush and a half" agreed Diane, sipping her drink. "By the way,
honey," she added. "We're both hungry. The last thing I wanna do is cook,
and I know damn well you feel the same. Whaddya wanna do?"

"Let's go out," replied the brunette. "There's plenty of places in town.
And we have enough bread."

"Good. Let's relax for a few hours, then take a shower, and get dressed.
Okay?"

"Okay with me," replied Karen, sighing deeply and relaxing on the soft
couch.


CHAPTER SEVEN

They had decided to eat at Evan's, an expensive place with candlelight and
a wine list a mile long. The place also had a cocktail lounge, where an
organist sat playing quiet dinner music.

When they had finished eating, Diane and Karen paid their bill and went
into the lounge, where the good-looking young organist was entertaining four
older couples, the middle-aged waitress, an old man and a young man, and the
bartender with his music.

As soon as the girls had entered the room, he looked up, smiled at them,
and watched them walk until they sat down a few tables down from him, facing
hint.

"He's cute," reflected Karen, relaxing in her seat and fumbling in her
purse for a cigarette. "I wonder if we'll score with him tonight"

"I dunno," replied Diane, crossing her legs sensuously and noticing that
the organist was watching the two of them closely. "Give him a beaver shot
and see if he fucks up his song."

The girls laughed.

"He's probably married," shrugged Diane. "Married, with five little brats
runnin' around."

Karen shook her head. "He looks too young to have kids and too smart to be
married."

Diane raised her eyebrows and glared at the brunette. "And what the hell
are we, smart ass? Two morons?"

"I didn't mean it that way."

"We're twenty-three years old, honey," added Diane. "Don't talk that way.
You make me feel old."

The waitress, a good-looking, well-built woman in her early forties, came
to take their order.

"Who's the musician?" asked Karen, smiling.

The waitress returned her smile and replied, "That's Ralph Kier. He's our
new attraction."

"We'd like to meet him," replied Diane. "D'ya know if he's married?"

"Sorry, ladies," the waitress replied shortly. "I'm here to take your
orders, not to fix you up with the organist."

Diane fought to remain calm. "Bring us the goddam drinks, then," she said
firmly. "Two
Scotches. With ice."

Without a word, the woman turned and walked quickly to the bar.

"Some bitch," reflected Karen.

"This place must be hard up for waitresses," remarked Diane.

Karen didn't reply.

The waitress returned with their drinks in a flash.

"You didn't have to hurry," whispered Diane very sweetly. "You already blew
your tip at this table, you and your big mouth."

The woman grumbled something incomprehensible, turned red in the face, and
returned quickly to the bar.

Diane and Karen laughed and went back to watching the organist, who was
just finishing his song.

A few minutes later, Ralph got up from his bench, switched off the organ,
and went to where the two girls were sitting. "May I join you?" he asked
politely, smiling.

Both girls nodded quickly.

Before he could begin the conversation, Karen interrupted him by saying,
"How long are your breaks tonight?"

"Twenty minutes," he replied. "Why?"

This time Diane broke in. "Where's your dressing room?" she asked, putting
out her cigarette.

"Listen," he said, slightly embarrassed by their straight forwardness, "I
don't think-"

"Twenty minutes," Diane interrupted, looking at her watch. "We've been
bullshittin' for over one minute." She looked seriously at him and added,
"Listen, sweetie. You got nineteen minutes left, a dressing room of your
own, and the two of us all to yourself. Quit your bullshittin', now."

"Yeah," agreed Karen. "We're hornier than shit."

Sighing deeply, Ralph got up and led them to the rear of the place and down
the hall. "You girls," he said, shaking his head, "are about the most
outspoken-"

"Ya don't get nowhere," interrupted Karen, "if ya don't tell people what ya
think."

"I guess not," he replied, and opened the door. It was a small room with a
lot of mirrors, a closet full of clothing, and a big couch. Diane locked the
door behind her and the two girls stepped into the middle of the room.
Without a word, they removed their clothing and stood looking at him
curiously, wondering what he would do next.

It was obvious that Ralph had not seen many girls as beautiful as Karen and
Diane. For long moments he just stood them, gaping at the two naked women,
his mouth open, his jaw lowering itself toward the floor.

"C'mon," said Diane impatiently, taking him by the arm and puffing him
toward them. "We know we're good-lookin'. C'mon. Don't just stand there.
Let's fuck!"

Karen unbuttoned his jacket, took it off him, and hung it on a hanger.
Diane loosened his pants and let them fail to the floor. She immediately got
on her hands and knees and took his half-limp prick between her lips. He
gasped and watched the two girls dumbly, as though he were in a trance, or w
atching a movie. Soon he found himself lying on his back on the floor, the
two beautiful naked creatures fussing over him like two starved cats.

"Lemme have some of that," snapped Karen between clenched teeth. "We only
got fifteen minutes, ya know."

Diane gaped at the thick, ten-inch cock in awe. "Christ, Ralphie," she
gasped, licking her lips. "You really got a fuckin' monster!"

Karen squealed with pleasure and began licking the entire length of it.
"Plenty of cock here," she whispered hungrily. "Enough for both of us!"

Ralph stirred, trying to relax. The sensation was too much for him. The
girls' mouths and tongues heated his flesh, making him tremble. Already he
could feel his juices bubbling up inside his balls. A drop of hot fluid
emerged from the head of his cock and dribbled down his long, red pole.

"Mmmmmm!" breathed Diane as she watched the juice flow down to the base of
his prick. "He's squirtin' already!"

Eagerly the girls shot for the warm jism, lapping it up hungrily and
pushing one another away in their greed. Ralph fearfully watched the girls
as though they were two starving wildcats viciously fighting for the same
meal. He wondered if he would be hurt or crippled in the process.

Diane had successfully pushed Karen away from the throbbing red prick. It
soon disappeared completely in her mouth. She began pumping it eagerly, her
lips sliding up and down the slippery pole. Moaning, she grabbed his balls
and squeezed them. Some juice came from his prick and washed the inside of
her mouth. Gasping, she sucked the prick hungrily, using the inside of her
mouth as a vacuum, so that every drop would flow thickly down her throat.

Karen, losing interest in Ralph's prick, climbed onto him and thrust her
wet snatch eagerly into his face. He tasted the hot sweetness of her twat,
and then began to suck it. She writhed sensuously, rubbing her hungry twat
roughly against his lips and pressing her throbbing cunt against his nose.

Diane, still pumping Ralph's swollen cock, began mouth-fucking him
furiously, with short, frenzied strokes. Her head moved up and down like a
jackhammer, her mouth sucking him dry, her lips sliding up and down his
prick in a desperate attempt to cause his prick to splash in her mouth.
Tickling his balls, she made him moan and squirm beneath her. The jism in
his balls began to thunder. Diane, finally, pumped his prick so furiously
that she felt his balls explode. Moaning, she sucked his cock eagerly and
swallowed every drop of his red-hot jism, closing her mouth tightly around
the length of his cock and squeezing the base of his joint for more.

Ralph continued to suck Karen's wriggling cunt until she squealed, slammed
her snatch roughly against his mouth, and squeezed out gallon upon gallon of
fresh cunt juice. Sighing deeply, she jumped up and pulled on her pants.

"Thanks, Ralphie!" sang Diane, checking herself in the full-length mirror.
Then she looked at her watch. "Wow! We did all that in less than fifteen
minutes!"

"A record!" commented Karen as she helped him get into his suit. "A blow
job, a big fat wad for Diane, and a good hard suck for me!" She kissed him
tenderly on the lips and checked herself out before the mirror.

"You girls are something," he said, breathing deeply and making sure he
looked all right.

"How long do you play before you get another break?" asked Karen.

"Forty minutes," he replied. Then he smiled. "Don't you girls have
somewhere else to go tonight?"

"Nope. Why?" asked Diane. "Tryin' to get rid of us?"

"Hell, no!" he replied. "I just thou t... well, you girls just seem too
good-lookin' to be runnin'-"

"Our husbands are out of town," replied Karen. "C'mon," she said, heading
for the door. "It's time for you to go on again."

The three of them went back into the lounge. Ralph quickly returned to his
organ, switched it on, made some adjustments, and began to play. The girls
went back to their table and quickly ordered another round.

"I really enjoyed that," said Diane, lighting a cigarette and inhaling
deeply.

Karen glared at her. "Next time," she said softly, "don't be such a pig.
There was plenty for both of us, you know."

Diane smiled at her. "First come, first sewed!" she replied, laughing.

Karen still glared at her. "The next time you do that," she said severely,
"I'm gonna find something heavy enough to hit you over the head with!"

Diane shook her head and sighed. "Sweetie," she replied gently, "you
wouldn't be so mad if you had been the one that got the cock!"

Karen thought about it for a few minutes. Then she said, "But it was still
a piggy thing to do."

The waitress brought tern their drinks.

For the next forty minutes, the girls sat quietly, drinking and smoking and
listening to the music. They finished their drinks and quickly ordered
another round. By the time Ralph had finished his forty-minute set, they
were mildly drunk, and much hornier than they had been before they had
entered the lounge.

Ralph had barely closed the door to the dressing room when they went after
him, their hands frantically working at his clothing. Before he knew what
had happened, he was lying on his back again.

This time, Karen was the one who was working on his cock. She had had no
trouble at all in getting him hard, using her tongue and lips to bring him
to a super hard-on. Her tongue swirled around the head of his trembling
joint, and soon he felt weak, as though a thousand tiny needles were
assaulting his entire body at once.

Diane had pulled down her skirt and sat do n on his face. Her pussy was hot
and wet. He nibbled her swollen clit first, sucking it into his mouth and
tickling the juicy, pink lips of her pussy at the same time. In one split
second she had squealed in delight, pounded her snatch against his lips, and
sprinkled juice all over his face.

Karen got up and positioned her snatch directly over his pulsating dang.
Grasping the prick, she giggled and rubbed the thick, round head of his
reamer deliciously against the moist lips of her pussy. Ralph groaned and
felt his heart pumping madly.

Karen fitted the head of his prick between the hungry lips of her cunt. She
climaxed, squealed, and wriggled her hips frantically. Then she lowered
herself onto his rod slowly, until his entire prick had disappeared into her
snatch. Ralph felt her pussy enveloping his joint. God, she was hot inside!
His prick was on fire!

She began to pump him slowly, raising her snatch and immediately lowering
it onto his prick. A moment later, her body got tingly all over, and she
felt the juices rushing madly down her tube.

Ralph had stuck three fingers into Diane's juicy Nat and was pumping her
frantically as he sucked her swollen clit. Her cunt constantly dripped
juice. He pulled his fingers from her soggy slit, licked off the cream,
returned them to her gash, and continued pumping her. Diane's body jerked
and writhed. Her big tits bounced wildly.

Karen rode the big cock until Ralph gasped and felt his prick beginning to
spurt. Her cunt gobbled up the hot jism and sucked him dry. She continued to
sit on his joint until she was certain there was noting left.

Diane got off three more quick spurts of cream before she sighed deeply and
slumped to the floor beside him.

The threesome lay still for perhaps two minutes. Then they got up, dressed,
checked themselves in front of the mirror, and went back to the lounge.

"I'm tired," whispered Diane a few minutes later, after the waitress had
brought them fresh drinks. "Let's go home."

"Not now," replied Karen, sipping her drink and watching Ralph at the
organ. "I have other plans."

"What the hell's goin' on?" asked her friend impatiently.

Karen smiled and shrugged.

"C'mon," ordered Diane. "Give!"

"I was just thinkin' of followin' him home," whispered Karen, excited.
"There's only one more set. Then he'll be goin' home."

"You're crazy," replied the bosomy blonde. "He's married, we already know
that. His old lady might be waitin' for him."

Karen shook her head. "I doubt it," she replied. "If his wife was in town,
she'd been right here, with him. I don't think he brought her, to tell you
the truth."

"You're still crazy."

"You don't have to come, you know."

"What? And let you hog all that good, hot cock?" Diane shook her head. "Not
on your life, girl!"


CHAPTER EIGHT

The ride to Ralph's hotel was very short.

The hotel was only three blocks from Evan's. It was an expensive-looking
place, well lit in front, with a blaze of multicolored neon lights. It also
had a private parking lot and a young man stationed outside who did nothing
but park cars.

As soon as they saw Ralph get out of his car and walk into the place, the
girls got out of their car. They had left the car parked about twenty yards
up the street, along the curb. Neither of them had wanted to bother tipping
the young man for parking their car.

The lobby of the hotel was furnished lavishly. It was a huge room, with a
coffee shop, a lounge and a small bookstore.

"We don't even know what floor he's on, whispered Diane in disappointment.

Karen shrugged and walked over to the desk. The night clerk was sitting at
his desk in the corner, writing something. Glancing at them, he smiled, got
up, and went over. "What is it, ladies?" he asked politely.

"What room is Mr. Kier staying in?" asked Karen.

The clerk opened his book and checked the names on the list. A moment
later, -he said, "Room eight-ten." He smiled at them, and closed the book.

"Thank you very much," Karen replied.

The two girls went over to the elevator.

They got off on the eighth floor and went down the lull.

"I just hope his old lady isn't there," said Diane nervously.

"What if she is?" remarked Karen. "I'm sure she'll enjoy herself, too."

They came to the door marked 810 and knocked.

The door opened. Ralph stood looking at them. He was dressed in a
bright-red bathrobe.

"Well?" snapped Karen, before Ralph could speak. "Are you gonna leave us
standin' here all night? Or are you gonna invite us in?"

Smiling, Ralph opened the door and led them inside.

The girls wasted no time. They led him into the bedroom, pulled off his
bathrobe, and pushed him down on the bed.

"We got all night," Diane said, pumping his limp prick to life. "Not just
twenty minutes."

Karen got out of her clothes, jumped on the bed, and straddled his face.
She wriggled her snatch in front of him and squealed in delight when he
stuck out his tongue and caught her on her pink cunt.

Ralph reached up and took her round tits in his hands. Karen gasped,
writhing and rubbing her cunt against his mouth. He rubbed her tits
vigorously and squeezed the cherry nipples until they got thick and hard. He
soon felt the result between her legs; her pussy dribbled warm cream onto
his tongue and chin.

Diane frantically pumped and sucked Ralph's cock with her mouth. Her tongue
jumped up and down the length of him, encircling the sensitive head, lashing
his cock on the sides. She swallowed the head completely, letting it fill
her mouth. Her tongue bumped the very tip. She pumped it savagely, listening
to him whine and whimper. His balls were drowning in saliva. Diane blew on
them, rubbed them, prodded them, tickled them. Pulling a ball into her
mouth, she heated it and milked the other. Her free hand was still glued to
his thick cock.

The three of them heaved in ecstasy.

Ralph was playing with Karen's bouncing tits while he sucked her delicious
cunt and clit. Good tits, he thought as he went at it. Good and tight, firm
and smooth. He milked them hungrily. Karen jerked out cunt juice. He licked
it up and rammed her ass. The brunette splashed again and again, hotly;
Ralph drank every drop.

Diane's hot, wet lips eagerly shot up and down the big, greasy prong. She
felt her cunt craving fresh pork. Ralph shuddered and grinned as the lovely
lips saturated his cock with her hot saliva. That very moment, Diane pulled
his joint out of her mouth and began a trail of kisses that began at the
head of the cock and ended somewhere near his balls. She giggled in delight.
A thick blue vein running along the length of his prick suddenly became
thicker and more congested with blood. She nibbled on the vein, sucking it,
rubbing her tongue against it, blowing on it, making her lips vibrate
against it. Ralph squirmed beneath her, shivering and moaning in delight.
The breath gushing from his mouth and flared nostrils heated Karen's cunt
and clit. She gasped and felt herself quivering beneath the explosion.

Just then, Diane got up, parted her thighs, straddled Ralph and, spreading
the lips of her pussy, let the big dick slide easily into her cunt. It
filled her pussy, throbbing heavily and heating her insides. Arching her
back, she sucked in her breath and began moving her gash sensuously on his
rod.

Her tits bouncing, Diane pumped his prick eagerly, her juicy pussylips
vigorously sliding up and down the hot, greased shaft. Cunt juice washed his
cock, making it come to a boil. Diane reached down, between them, and took
Ralph's balls in her hand. His heart thumped brutally against his chest, and
the hot jism in his balls erupted and gushed thickly into her cunt, making
her jerk and shudder wildly. Diane rode his splashing rod frantically. Her
gash was soaked with juice. She grabbed hold of her big, bouncing tits and,
squeezing them, jerked out enough cream to soak their thighs and stain the
bed sheets.

Karen's body was writhing sensuously above Ralph's face. Still playing with
her tits, he sucked her cunt eagerly, pulling it into his mouth, nibbling on
it, ramming his tongue up her soaked snatch, blowing hotly on it, swallowing
her pussylips.

Diane reached outward and took Karen's bouncing tits in her hands, covering
them. Ralph took this opportunity to play with her cunt and clit, squeezing
her clit with his fingers, shoving his wet thumb up her pink asshole,
swirling it around inside, pumping it madly, and licking the hot jism as it
gushed from her pink crack. Karen, weak from too many orgasms, continued to
jerk and twitch. The smell of hot jism was thick in the room.

Both Diane and Ralph continued to assault the girl eagerly, Diane at her
tits, Ralph at her cunt and clit and ass. Slumping backward, Karen fell into
Diane's arms. The blonde let her fall to the bed on her back before the two
of them, getting up and changing positions, assaulted the throbbing brunette
savagely, Diane sucking Karen's nipples, Ralph ramming the shapely
brunette's soaked gash with three fingers. Suddenly he felt his prick once
again climbing up his thigh. Even though it wasn't completely hard, he
shoved it inside Karen's swollen cunt and fucked her savagely until Karen
screamed and twitched uncontrollably for the next minute and a half. Panting
and groaning feebly, the brunette went limp, and was still,

Ralph and Diane, both exhausted, fell heavily to the bed, and soon were
fast asleep.

About an hour later, Ralph woke up and watched the two naked girls sleeping
in the bed. Karen lay on her back, her arms flung back, her legs slightly
parted. He smiled. The brunette hadn't moved in an hour.

Suddenly he felt his cock stirring again. Christ! he thought. He smiled at
the girls and realized that girls such as Diane and Karen could turn any man
into a superstud.

Ralph got to his knees and spread Karen's thighs until he could fit between
them. She still hadn't moved. He wondered if she was unconscious. He began
playing with her cunt. Slowly, no rush, all the time in the world. Soon her
cunt began to grow hot and wet. She stirred, but only slightly. He slid in
his thumb rather slowly, so that she would not be hurt. She sighed deeply,
shifting her anus. He slid his thumb in and out of her snatch until it was
well greased with cunt juice.

Next, the tits. Lying on top of her, he took the left nipple in his mouth
and sucked it eagerly, all the while rubbing her left tit and making his
fingers glide lightly along the satiny surface. Her heart suddenly increased
its pace, and she began breathing deeper and moaning.

Sitting up, he rubbed the pink lips of her cunt until his fingers were
soaking wet.

Karen opened her eyes, groaned hoarsely, and closed her eyes again. Ralph
smiled. He continued rubbing her pussylips. Then he took her clit between
thumb and forefinger and squeezed firmly. The shapely brunette stirred,
opening her eyes and grabbing hold of the headboard of the bed. She parted
her legs and began to breathe deeply.

Ralph shoved two fingers into her creamy slit and moved them in and out in
short, fast strokes. Karen began panting and writhing beneath him. He stuck
his thumb into her juicy asshole and pumped it in the same fashion. The girl
began to moan rhythmically, responding to his efforts. Her hips moved back
and forth.

Lowering himself, he rubbed his lips against the hot, wet flesh of her
cunt. Karen gasped and gyrated her hips. Her pink twat writhed sensuously in
front of his eyes, back and forth. He took the girl's throbbing clit between
his lips, nibbling on the hard fold of pink skin, pumping it in his mouth in
an attempt to swallow it.

Her juicy slit beckoned to him. Using his thumbs and forefingers, he gently
separated the juicy lips of her cunt until her crack lay open and exposed.
He shoved his tongue deeply inside, as far as it would go. Karen suddenly
jerked and howled deeply. Sitting up sharply, she looked at him and suddenly
realized what he was doing. Moaning deeply, she smiled at him and fell back
into her former position.

Karen's body began to throb. Ralph had a ball licking and chewing her
red-hot gash. He kissed a juicy cuntlip and sucked it inside his mouth,
pumping it and rubbing it deliciously with his tongue. Karen wiggled
sensuously, arching her back. Squealing, she slammed her snatch against his
mouth.

Sitting up, Ralph grabbed hold of Karen's ankles and lifted her legs. She
giggled and spread them wider so that he could see her hot slit. He covered
the soggy pink hole with his mouth and chewed on it as he pumped her asshole
and rubbed his nose against her quivering clit.

Their bodies were wet with desire. She took the fat prick eagerly, even'
inch of it, pulling it up her cunt and slamming herself against it. Her body
trembled in excitement. She squealed and splashed his prick with juice.

Ralph continued stuffing her hot cunt with thick, hot cock. Karen shivered
and pounded out more milk. She rocked her hips and pumped him for more. He
began ramming her cunt quickly. Karen cooed in pleasure. Reaching up, she
pulled him down on her soaked, red flesh. Her thighs pressed against her
tits.

Ralph jerked his cock in and out of her faster. Soon she was pouring cunt
juice thickly, in violent spurts. She reached down and, with one hand, found
his balls. When she squeezed them, Ralph yelped and drove his rod into her
more savagely.

She began kicking and bucking like a bronco.

The entire bed shook violently. Waking up, Diane sat up and watched them.
Smiling, she took Ralph's dancing balls, in her hands and squeezed them
until his prick got harder and thicker inside Karen's swollen cunt.

Soon the brunette could feel the blood pounding inside his driving cock. It
drove her to ecstasy. She squirmed, pulled him tightly against her, pressed
her thighs more tightly against his neck, and came.

He kept at her. His thick tool split the insides of her cunt roughly apart,
sending her soaring. She came again and again and again. The inside of her
slippery cunt was steaming. Ralph felt the strong muscles of her twat
sucking him in with a mighty effort. He felt his cock enlarging within her
cunt. His heart was thundering within his chest. The frenzied heartbeat
within his cock drove Karen to oblivion.

She came five more limes before his jism flooded her cunt. Her arms and
legs flailing, Karen wriggled and threw both of them nearly a foot in the
air. They fell to the bed heavily, gasping and straining for breath, their
hearts pounding madly against their chests.

Ralph got out of bed a few hours later and stepped into the shower. He had
barely turned on the water before he felt hands fondling him all over.

Turning, he could make out long, blonde hair through the mist of water.
Diane was standing there, smiling at him. They kissed. She wrapped her arms
around his neck and rubbed her cunt against his cock. To his surprise, he
found that his prick was already getting hard. Diane reached down and took
the half-limp cock in her hand. It stirred and sprang to life at her touch.
As she kissed him, she pumped it eagerly, rubbing the smooth, round head
against her right hip.

Ralph pushed her until she was standing with her back against the shower
wall. Still kissing her, he reached down and rubbed the blonde snatch until
she giggled and stepped away. Spreading her thighs, Ralph lowered himself
beneath her. His cock was pressing against the lips of her soaked cunt.
Moaning, she wrapped her arms around his neck and waited until he had raised
his cock halfway into her greasy cunt. In one motion, she jumped on him and
wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles at his back. Gasping,
she dosed her eyes and fell backward when his cock slid the rest of the way
inside. Ralph held her tightly and waited until his cock was completely
buried in her juicy slit.

Before long, Diane had recovered. She began jumping on his cock eagerly.
The cool water splashed down on them, tickling their flesh. It wasn't long
before she banged out a thick load of cunt juice. It drove her crazy. With
renewed vigor, she slammed her snatch onto his quivering joint until she
burst into orgasm.

A few minutes later, she had settled down. Ralph jerked his swollen cock in
and out of her. Her big tits were dancing in his face. He took her left
nipple into his mouth, bit it, and sent her quivering and gasping in his
arms. He continued to nibble the fat, cherry nipple. All the while, her cunt
was growing hotter and hotter.

His cock jumped inside her snatch. She responded by slamming her cunt
against the base of his rod as it went in, and by pulling it away as it went
out. He could feel her struggling in his arms. Her body got hotter, her tits
tight and flushed. The breath jolted from her flared nostrils angrily.
Opening her mouth, she gasped and screamed. Ralph felt the hot cream
gathering thickly around his jerking prick.

He kept sliding it in and out, in and out. Soon Diane pressed her body
against him so tightly that he could scarcely breathe. Jolt after jolt of
thick, hot cream cascaded down upon his prick.

Grunting, he felt his prick shooting into her twitching slit. Diane became a
hellcat, jumping in his arms, lashing out, and pulling his hair so roughly
it hurt.

Sighing, he waited for the last of his cum to shoot up her cunt. Then he
lowered her to the floor and they took their shower together.


CHAPTER NINE

The girls returned to their apartment at nine-thirty in the morning. The
first thing they did was head for the shower. They spent nearly half an hour
standing beneath the cool beads of spray, that tingled their naked, gleaming
bodies.

Afterward, they dried themselves off, put on bathrobes, and went into the
kitchen to make themselves something to eat.

"Christ," groaned Karen in exhaustion. "I feel like I've been hammered to
death!"

"Yeah," replied Diane, smiling and sipping her coffee. "Don't it feel
wonderful?"

The brunette giggled and began eating. "We're gonna have to do this more
often!"

Diane laughed. "Every time the guys are away!" she replied quickly.

Silence.

"Ya know," said Karen reflectively, "we oughta be feelin' guilty about the
whole fuckin' thing."

"What the fuck for?" asked Diane, scowling. "D'ya think the guys are bein'
faithful, right this minute?"

Karen shrugged.

Diane set down her coffee cup and looked at the shapely brunette.
"Bullshit!" she snapped. "That's what I have to say about the whole damn
thing!" She chewed on some toast and added, "If our guys haven't gotten
fucked within the past week, I'm a fuckin' three-hundred-pound gorilla!"

"D'ya really think so?" asked Karen.

"I'm positive," she replied. "Our guys were no angels before we married
'em. What the hell makes you think they're any different now?"

Karen looked at the blonde. "I guess you're right," she said.

"I know I'm fight! What's more, I think we're goddamn stupid if we wait
around until they get their fuckin' asses back here.

Karen laughed and nodded.

They finished their breakfast.

Later, the girls lay on the bed, naked. Diane lay on her back, her legs
spread and drawn back. Karen lay over her, her cunt swaying above Diane's
face. Both girls had long vibrators in their hands, and were busy working on
one another's dripping cunts.

Karen shoved the vibrator deeply into the blonde's cunt. She pumped it in
and out of the gaping hole until Diane shuddered and groaned deeply. When
Karen removed the vibrator, she noticed that it was completely saturated
with cunt juice. Giggling, she put the vibrator into her mouth and sucked
the blonde's cream from the instrument.

Diane rubbed the brunette's snatch until it was well lubricated with her
juices. She then stuck the vibrator into the creamy snatch and pumped it
wildly, making the brunette writhe and whine above her.

Setting down the vibrator, Diane worked the girl's cunt with her mouth and
tongue, squeezing the throbbing pink clit and nibbling the pussylips
greedily. Warm- jets of cream dripped onto her mouth and chin. Lapping it up
with her tongue, the blonde shoved three fingers into the hot slit and
worked them furiously.

Karen had put down the vibrator and had picked up the rubber dildo that had
been lying on the bed. She wasted no time shoving it into the blonde's
creamy snatch, wriggling it around inside, and pumping it. Diane grunted,
wriggled her hips, and spat pussy juice at the brunette, who immediately
removed the dildo, covered the blonde slit with her mouth, and swallowed
every drop.

The girls writhed deliciously as their hungry bodies responded to each
other's caresses. Karen shot enough cream to fill Diane's mouth. Diane, in
turn, saturated the shapely brunette's lips, chin and cheeks with hot jism.
The bedroom smelled thickly of cunt juice and the sweet perfume of their
perspiring bodies.

Karen got up from Diane and lay on her back, beside the blonde, panting
deeply. "Thirsty?" she asked.

"Yep," replied Diane, licking her lips.

Karen got out of bed and left the room. She was making drinks when the
doorbell buzzed. Naked, she went to the door and asked who it was. When she
heard Paul's voice, she opened the door and let him in.

Paul took one look at Karen's beautiful naked body, laughed shortly, and
kissed her lightly on the lips. The two of them went into the bedroom, where
Diane was lying on the bed, relaxing.

"I can see you two haven't stopped since the party," he said, sitting down
in a nearby chair.

"When you're horny, you screw," explained Diane matter-of-factly.

"What're you two doin' this afternoon?" he asked, reaching into his shirt
pocket for his cigarettes and lighter.

"Nothin'," Diane answered quickly. "We were just about ready to get picked
up again."

"Whaddya have in mind?" asked Karen, interested.

"Another party," he replied.

"Where?" asked the blonde.

"A few miles up the road," he replied. "I have a friend there who's pretty
goddamn wealthy. He's filthy rich, as a matter of fact."

"When does it start?" asked Karen.

"It already started."

"Oh," replied Diane. "What kind of people will be there?"

Paul laughed shortly and smoked his cigarette. "You have to know this guy,"
he replied. "He's pretty close to fifty, but he's just about the most
dirty-minded guy in existence! I think you'll like him."

"My pussy's on fire, just talkin' about it!" exclaimed Diane, getting out
of bed. "Let's get the fuck over there!"

"Does it matter what we wear?" asked Karen, going to her wardrobe.

Paul laughed. "You know better than that!" he replied.

Karen blushed. "Sony. I guess I forgot."

The estate was a sprawling, hundred-acre affair complete with tennis court,
swimming pool and riding stables. An eight-foot-high brick wall surrounded
the entire grounds. There were exotic-looking gardens and woods everywhere
one looked. The house itself looked more like a castle, or chateau.

Paul parked the car and the three of them got out and walked up the wide,
paved drive. There were people everywhere, all of them naked. Diane and
Karen could see couples fucking in the parked cars, in the hedges near the
house, and on the lawn. As they went past the tennis court, they saw people
playing tennis in the nude. Farther on, they could see the swimming pool,
which was jam-packed with squealing, laughing people.

"Doesn't anyone wear clothes here?" asked Diane.

Paul laughed. "Not at Chester's parties!" he replied.

"It's gonna be a doozy," reflected Karen, looking at everyone.

"I'm ready!" squealed Diane. "I'm ready for anything!"

"When this guy throws a party," Paul explained, "he really goes overboard.
He's even got hookers out here, just in case you get the urge to get bored."
He laughed. "You can't run out of juice at these shindigs-Chester won't let
you!"

They went inside.

The parlor was a huge room filled with antiques. The floor looked like
marble; there were statues and paintings everywhere.

But Diane and Karen did not notice the works of art. There was too much
commotion going on. Two men were carrying a struggling naked girl upstairs.
Two men and two women were on the marble floor, writhing and gasping. The
smell of marijuana was quite thick in the air. A moaning, writhing girl hung
upside down from the railing upstairs. Her legs were widely spread apart,
her knees and ankles roped securely to the wooden banister. Her hands tied
behind her back, she gasped and strained to get free.

Paul was just about to take the girls down the huge hall when a group of
six or seven men suddenly appeared. Without a word, they picked up Diane and
Karen and carried them quickly down the hall.

Karen was taken into a rather dark, big room. Once inside, the men closed
the door and began undressing her very quickly.

"What's the fuckin' hurry?" she asked nervously. "I'm just as horny as you
are. If ya gimme a chance, I'll take ya all on!"

Then she noticed a girl hanging naked from the huge crossbeam near the
ceiling at the other end of the room. Supported entirely by her wrists, the
girl hung helplessly. She did not struggle or move even when one of the men
accidentally bumped into her. Her head was slumped on her chest. There was a
gag in her mouth. Her thighs and ankles were crisscrossed heavily with rope.

Before she could begin struggling the men stretched Karen out on a wide
table on her back. The men were busy strapping her wrists and ankles in a
spread-eagled position. She squirmed and strained to sit up, but in no time
she was completely helpless. When she cried out, one of the men stuffed
something into her mouth. It filled her mouth and tasted like rubber. She
tried forcing it out, but there were straps extending from each side of the
gag, which the man was now securing behind her neck.

Her heart racing, she merely lay there, wondering what was next. These men
were very weird, she thought in fear. They hardly even spoke to each other,
performing their tasks in smooth quick motions.

One man then jumped up on the table and sat between Karen's widely spread
thighs. He was doing something with his hands. When he turned to face her,
she caught a glimpse of a foot-long, artificial cock, which he had fastened
to his own prick. Another man came over and gave him something, which the
first man fitted over the head of the rubber prick. Karen soon saw that it
was the weirdest tickler she had ever seen. The tip of the thing was shaped
like a glove, the fingers forming claws. From the sides of the tickler grew
hundreds of long rubber teeth in the shapes of knives, forks, pins and other
things.

Karen's heart practically leaped in her chest. The damned thing was going
to hurt, and she knew it. She began to struggle on the table, but to no
avail. One of the men suddenly pushed down her jerking head and passed a
thick strap across her throat. He fastened it somewhere underneath the
table. Karen, sighing deeply in despair, realized that she could no longer
raise her head.

The man between her legs suddenly fingered her cunt, shifted his position,
and fitted the head of his exotic cock between the tender lips of her pussy.
Her heart raced as the little teeth caressed and prodded each fold of flesh
inside her. She grunted out a small orgasm. The man smiled and felt the hot
juice in his fingers.

Without warning, he shoved his immense rubber cock deeply into her
unsuspecting cunt. For the next thirty seconds, Karen went berserk. Her arms
and legs strained violently, shaking the solid oak table. The breath shot
out of her flared nostrils in spurts. Her pussy was soaking wet.

She had nearly drowned his prick with hot omit juice. Smiling, he waited
for her to relax before he began sliding the huge dong in and out of her. As
He did so, the other men assaulted her, going for her tits. Their busy
mouths swallowed her nipples, sucking them into their mouths and nibbling on
them. At the same time, they squeezed her tits, rubbing them deliciously and
making the brunette twist violently on the table. She hammered out more cunt
juice and lay still.

The man began fucking her with long, brutal strokes. The teeth bit into her
swollen flesh, prodding her, smacking against her, squeezing her insides
until she came and came again. The rubber dick was so long that it
completely filled her gash, so thick that it prevented her from tightening
or loosening her pussy muscles even slightly.

He kept slamming his rod into her, rubbing her tender flesh raw, making her
throb and swell. She came again and again, until the foot-long prick was all
wet and sticky.

Then she felt his jism filling up her cunt. It soothed her bruises and
sores, making her come again and again.

Karen lay strapped to the table, moaning through the rubber gag and
squirming in exhaustion. She had no sooner begun to relax when she was
mounted by a second man.

His methods were quite different.

He played with her soaked snatch first, rubbing it tenderly, pulling apart
her pink pussylips, assaulting her cunt with his thumb. She responded by
sliding her snatch against him, wriggling it as he caressed her.

Soon she felt his fingers, one by one, entering her snatch. When she
relaxed completely, he easily inserted three fingers and pumped her slowly,
with long strokes. She thanked him by washing his hand with pussy water, and
by moaning in pleasure.

His dick was long and thick. He kept the head of his prick pressing against
the pink lips of her snatch. She could feel it throbbing against her, and
she jerked her snatch against him in an effort to make it slide into her
cunt.

Laughing, he shoved it against her and slid it in slowly, inch by inch,
until it was all the way inside,

Jerking, she squirted cunt juice and felt herself relaxing.

Before long, his prick was moving inside her. He pumped her slowly, pulling
it out slowly, all but the head, and returning it until the base of his cock
was pressing roughly against her pussylips. Christ! she thought, moaning
deeply. He must be over a foot long! She began breathing deeply, yielding to
his thrusts. Her round tits rose and fell on her chest.

Karen lay strapped to the table as though she were a sacrifice. As the man
fucked her cunt, the others went to her tits and arms. They sucked her
nipples, and their hands roamed up and down her arms. Her skin stood out in
gooseflesh. She felt tingly all over; the temperature in the room suddenly
jumped.

Soon the men went wild, all at once. The man fucking her increased his
pace. The men sucking and fondling her began eating her tits eagerly. She
could no longer stand it. Her naked body jerked and shuddered wildly on the
table, her arms and legs straining at the straps, the muscles standing out
in ugly red welts. Her pussy was on fire, and she shivered as though
freezing.

He continued fucking her savagely. His prick grew and grew inside her, and
soon it was hard for him to move it. She relaxed again, and he began
hammering it into her at a feverish pace. She squirmed on the table, her
cunt constantly dripping hot juice.

Suddenly, he withdrew from her snatch, jumped from the table, and went
right for her cunt, his lips and tongue wild. He lapped up every bit of
juice he could find, sticking his tongue inside her snatch, moving it around
, sucking her pussylips raw. More cunt cream jolted down her tube. He licked
every drop eagerly and thrust her throbbing cunt into his mouth.

Then the men were fighting among each other for her cunt. The man who had
been fucking and eating her was shoved roughly to the floor. He could not
get up in time. There was already a man positioning himself between her
thighs and shoving his swollen cock into her snatch so brutally that she
screamed horribly, whimpered, and climaxed three times in succession.

He pumped her cunt savagely for the next few minutes. But he was so excited
by this time that he groaned in despair. His balls were in an uproar. He
slackened his pace, but no matter how slightly he moved his cock inside her,
he felt the need to come. His jism poured thickly inside her snatch in
violent jolts, making her jerk and whimper, and causing her hot cunt to
thunder.

The man was then pulled from her snatch and thrown to the floor by the last
man, who got up, knelt between her spread thighs, and stuffed his thick
prick into her swollen, trembling cunt.

His thrusts were brutal and deliberate. He fucked her like a dog, in fast,
jerky jabs. She bit down on the rubber gag that filled her mouth, tensed her
arms and legs, and felt the mad gush of jism shooting down her crack. It
sizzled the man's cock, dripping onto his balls. Wailing, he went crazy,
pumping his prick even faster and shooting his thick wad into her swollen,
cream-soaked snatch.

She sighed deeply and tried to relax on the table, but the straps were tied
in such a way as to keep her body as tensed as possible. She thought that,
since the men had finished with her, she would soon be released. Groaning,
she tried to sit up, but failed. Her wrists and ankles were completely numb.
She mumbled something incomprehensible behind the gag, shaking her head and
looking at the straps that kept her tied down.

Sighing, one of the men got up and headed for the door. "Let's go get a
drink," he said.

The others got up and followed him.

Karen grunted and squealed, jerking on the table.

Turning, the men looked at the angry, struggling brunette strapped to the
table. The man opening the door said, "Uh-uh, babe. We're not lettin' you
loose yet. You'll get stolen by some of the others, and we won't see you
again!"

The other man grinned and added, "Yeah. We ain't finished with you yet,
sister. We'll be back."

Without another word, the men left the roam, closing the door behind them.

Karen relaxed on the table and lay sobbing.


CHAPTER TEN

Diane had been dealt with in similar fashion.

After the four men had picked up Karen and had taken her down the hall, the
others picked up Diane and quickly carried her in the other direction. The
room in which she was taken was a huge one with an indoor swimming pool.
Several men and women were relaxing in the pool when they came in. Turning,
they merely smiled and watched as Diane was taken to the other side of the
room.

There was a curious-looking table contraption sitting on the floor. The
legs were very long, the surface was covered with a thick mat of rubber, and
there were funny-looking straps fastened to the four legs.

Diane soon found herself in a completely helpless position. The men had
removed her clothing, picked her up, and placed her on her back on the
table. In a twinkling she was strapped to the table, her wrists handcuffed
underneath the table, a few inches from the floor, her ankles strapped to
the legs of the table. Her knees, pressed to the outside edges of the table,
had forced her legs wide apart.

Similar straps were fastened around her waist, and over her neck. They were
secured toward the bottom of the table. Trussed in this fashion, she could
not move an inch. The good-looking guy standing over her was busy applying a
ball gag to her mouth, which he locked behind her ears. The ball filled her
mouth. To her despair, she found that she could not spit it out, or make
even the slightest sound.

A man appeared with something in his hands. She gasped and eyed it in
terror. It was by far the largest vibrator she had ever seen. At least two
feet long, it was two or three inches thick. Smiling, the man turned it on.
It practically leaped in his hand.

Diane struggled to free herself, but she was completely helpless. In no
time, he had knelt on the fool before her exposed cunt and, laughing shoved
the apparatus deeply into her helpless gash.

The result was horrible.

Diane's body thrashed violently on the table. It took two men to hold her
don so that she would not upset everything. Her screams were loud, even
through the gag. Her heart quivered in her chest. The muscles of her arms
and legs stood out in angry red knots.

The man pulled out the vibrator, which was covered with cunt juice. Turning
it on, he rammed her snatch, shoving it all the way inside and leaving it
deeply embedded within the quivering walls of pink, wet flesh.

When it was completely buried inside, the man sat down on the floor and
they all watched her as she groaned and jerked horribly on the table. The
constant vibrations were making her cunt explode again and again. It felt
like a giant cock that lay throbbing wildly inside her, too big and too
thick to move within her cunt.

A minute or so later, the men took turns moving it inside her, each pumping
it his own different way. The first man assaulted her again, with long,
savage strokes. Gasping and fighting for breath, Diane felt its constant
humming finding its way into every crack and crevice.

One man grabbed the vibrator and rammed her cunt so viciously that Diane
shook wildly, screamed, and went limp.

For the next five minutes they revived her, one of the men removing the gag
from her mouth, two of the men massaging her naked body in order to restore
circulation, and still others saturated her body with cold water from the
pool. Sighing deeply, Diane began to feel more herself. Her breathing had
returned to normal, and she smiled at them and was just about ready to ask
them to untie her when the gag was fastened once again into her mouth, and
the vibrator was once again battering the inside of her swollen cunt.

This time, she hammered out enough cunt juice to saturate the rubber
cushion. Once again, she felt faint. With a loud groan and more jerking, she
fainted again.

When she awoke, she realized that she was no longer strapped to the rubber
table. Sitting up, she found herself lying on the floor in a completely
different room.

This room was even bigger than the other one. It consisted of the largest
bed she had ever seen in her life. It covered nearly half the length of the
room, which was at least fifty feet long. There were dozens of naked people
lying on it, laughing and squirming against each other. One of the men
noticed Diane and, laughing, jumped up and ran over to her.

"It's about time you woke up!" he said, taking her arm and pulling her to
the bed.

She let herself be pulled over to the bed, forced dawn on her back, and
caressed by hundreds of eager hands and lips. One man knelt over her, his
hard prick throbbing a few inches from her face. He lowered himself, and she
opened her mouth and swallowed the entire joint. In no time, it was good and
stiff. The prick began to jump in and out of her mouth, and she sighed and
sucked it eagerly.

Three men and two women were working between Diane's spread thighs.
Groaning deeply as she sucked the stiff prick, she felt five hot tongues
licking the insides of her thighs, nibbling her cunt, sucking her juicy
pussylips. Some eager fingers rammed up her snatch and came out sticky with
cream. She heard the moans of the people who were lapping up the cunt juice
and licking it from their fingers.

The man fucking her in the mouth was grinding his teeth and going crazy.
His ball slapped Diane on the right cheek. She could feel the hot jism
bubbling within them. She kept up with him, sucking him inside her mouth and
tickling his cock with her tongue as he went back out. A few minutes later,
he gasped and shot his wad hotly into her mouth. She swallowed each jolt and
sucked his spending cock for more. When he was completely dry, he got up and
was instantly replaced by another man.

This man's prick was enormous, being nearly a foot long and three inches
thick. It would barely fit into her mouth. She felt the thick head pressing
against the back of her throat. Gagging, she moved her head until the cock
fit in her mouth more comfortably.

Diane began sucking him eagerly. She played with his big, swollen balls and
tickled the sensitive underside of his thick cock. He began to pump it
inside her mouth. Moaning, Diane tightened her grip around him and grasped
the thick base of his joint with her hand.

Two men grabbed Diane and forced her on her side. The man fucking her in
the mouth gasped, but she tilted her head and kept his thick rod in her
mouth. Suddenly she grunted and moaned thickly. The two men had stuffed
their swollen pricks into her unsuspecting cunt and ass. They let their rods
fill her pink cracks, gathering juices. When she was well lubricated, they
began pumping it into her with short, swift strokes.

Just then, the cock inside her mouth exploded and slammed jism thickly down
her throat. The man shot so much hot juice into her that it made her gag.
Swallowing, she pumped the prick eagerly, sucking the thick cum and lapping
up the juice that had gathered on the head of his prick with her tongue.

The man then withdrew and fell gasping to his side.

Squealing with delight, a curvaceous redhead straddled Diane's head.
Laughing and looking down at the helpless blonde, she cupped her big tits in
her hands and rubbed her snatch hotly against Diane's mouth and chin. Diane
immediately tasted the sweet slit cream, and proceeded to suck the red twat
deeply. Her tongue darted out of her mouth, catching the giggling girl on
the fat juicy cunt. Sucking in her breath, she arched her back so that she
could fit her snatch more tightly against Diane's eager lips. Diane took the
clit between her lips and, sucking it deeply, tasted the fresh pussy juice
that suddenly dashed down the pink tube.

The men continued ramming their wet pricks into the blonde's creamy holes.
The man in her asshole came quickly: four thick, fast jolts of hot jism.
Withdrawing from the soaked hole, he held Diane's right leg high in the air
as his friend fucked her squirming cunt for another minute or two before he
came, squirming and jerking roughly against the whimpering blonde.

The two men got onto their knees, behind the redhead who was writhing and
jerking against Diane's busy lips. Their hands roamed the redhead's body,
their mouths nibbling the bouncing tits and squeezing the juicy tits until
the girl came all over Diane's mouth and face. The redhead hammered out slit
juice time and time again. Gasping and shivering in exhaustion, she fell
heavily to her side, and lay still.

Diane, very weak and groggy, could hardly sit up. Those who had not left
the room lay sleeping in the bed. Struggling to sit up, Diane decided that
she would very much like to have a drink or two. It would give her the
strength she needed.

She sat on the edge of the bed with her leg dangling over the side.
Gathering all her strength, she forced herself to stand up. Seconds later,
she felt her strength giving way, and she groaned in despairs she toppled
backward.

Diane blacked out even before her head hit the mattress.


CHAPTER ELEVEN

Karen continued to lie spread-eagled on the table, strapped securely and
gagged.

It had seemed as though hours had passed since the men had left her, but
she forced herself to believe that it was only minutes, and that they would
soon return. Fucking bastards! she thought angrily, her heart racing.

Again she tried to force herself free, and again her bonds painfully choked
off the circulation in her wrists and ankles. And the gag was hurting. She
tried to spit it out, but it held. She forced herself to admit she could not
get loose, no matter how hard she tried.

What if the bastards had forgotten about her? The fear suddenly rose within
her. What if they either forgot all about her, or had gotten so drunk that
they could not care less about her predicament? Or, worse. . . what if she
was forced to stay tied up like this until somebody finally found her, days
from now?

Karen forced the thoughts away. The damned bastards were too horny to pass
up good twat, like Karen. They'd be back.

Ten minutes later, the door opened. The men came in, laughing among
themselves. Karen strained to see them. Suddenly her heart leaped when she
saw Paul among them.

She waited impatiently for him to come over and untie her. However, it was
not long before she realized that this was not his intention. The fucking
bastard! she thought, muttering harshly behind the gag and glaring at him.
The bastard was fitting a two-foot-long artificial cock over his throbbing
prick!

He sat down between her spread legs and played with her twat for the next
five minutes. It was dry, so he lowered his face and pushed his tongue into
the dry, pink crack. Karen sighed and relaxed. Suddenly she was no longer
angry or tense. Her body began to respond.

He licked her cunt furiously. By the time he wriggled his tongue against
her throbbing clit, she was soaking wet again. He licked her all over again
and shoved two fingers into her pink, wet gash.

Two hungry tongues were slapping and licking her firm tits. Then they
sucked her fat, juicy nipples. Karen sighed and squirmed on the table. She
panted hungrily. Her skin was flushed.

Paul mounted her and eased his immense fake cock into her pussy. He pushed
it in an inch at a time. He felt her go soggy and hot at the same time. When
he was halfway in, her heart jumped. Her cunt exploded.

She began panting and squirming as the cock pounded into her slit. She
shivered and rocked her ass. When he was almost all the way inside, she went
crazy, splattering his cock with hot juice. The men were still sucking and
licking her tits, making them swell and get tight. She closed her eyes and
enjoyed the cock that filled her cunt.

One of the men got up and went to the other corner of the room, where the
other naked woman hung limply by her anus. He began reviving her. Moments
later, she squirmed and tried raising her head. Removing her gag, he slapped
her cheeks roughly until she gasped and pulled her face away. Satisfied, he
put the gag back in her mouth, untied her thighs and ankles, spread her
legs, and shoved his thick cock up her helpless cunt.

The other man stopped sucking Karen's nipples. He pulled the gag from her
mouth, climbed onto the table, and shoved his swollen dick deeply into her
throat. She moaned and tried pulling away, but couldn't. Her arms strained
at the bonds. Then she felt the huge dong growing warmer in her mouth, and
relaxed. She moaned in pleasure and responded warmly as he shoved it in and
out of her mouth.

Paul's cock slammed into her oven-hot cunt. She was so hot and wet that the
big reamer easily moved inside her greasy cunt. Her pussy was saturated. She
pumped against him and got wetter. Her body thrashed on the table. More
cream washed his cock. Increasing his thrusts, Paul rammed her viciously,
his balls catching her in the ass. Her flushed tits quivered on her chest.
Reaching outward, he grasped them, squeezing them to a pulp. She moaned in
pleasure and climaxed thickly.

The man fucking the other woman held her legs up so she could not lash out
or kick him. She wriggled in his arms, trying to jerk herself free, but the
ropes around her wrists kept her suspended in the air. She grunted each time
his prick shot into her swollen cunt.

Laughing, he pumped her savagely and giggled when the hot cunt juice ran
down his legs. He was fucking her so wildly that her big tits jumped
sensuously, up and down, before his eyes. He came quickly, in eight or nine
thick spurts. Then he withdrew from her, tied her ankles and knees once
more, and went back to Paul, who was shoving his gigantic dick into Karen's
hot, quivering gash.

It was not long before Paul's prick poured the juice into her wriggling
snatch. Karen exploded and, screaming, nearly ground her teeth on the
driving dick in her mouth. Her body writhed heavily. Soon both dicks were
exploding into her, one in her cunt, the other in her mouth. Hot jism
splashed into her shuddering body from both ends, making her go insane. She
came and came for the next thirty seconds.

The men kept their spending pricks lodged deeply inside her, until there was
nothing left.

Afterward, they got up and removed the bonds that pinned the gasping
brunette to the table.

Karen continued to lie there even after she was untied. When Paul unfastened
the strap that kept her neck against the table, she sighed deeply and began
rubbing her numb wrists vigorously. Then she sat up slowly and stared at
them.

"You fuckers!" she snapped, glaring at them. "I oughta scratch your eyes
out!" Then she laughed. "The next guy that ties me up is gonna be sorry!"
Twenty minutes later, Paul took Karen outside, where everyone was having an
outdoor party.

Spotting Diane, the shapely brunette called to her and they met halfway.

"I've been lookin' for ya the past half-hour," said the blonde, finishing
her cigarette. "Where the hell ya been?"

Karen laughed and puffed on her cigarette. "Strapped to a fuckin' table and
raped a hundred times!"

The blonde looked at her friend. "You too?" she asked. "The same fuckin'
thing happened to me. I thought I was the only one entertainin' the
perverts."

"You and me both," replied the brunette. "You think we had a fuckin' time
in that motel room a few days ago, with those maniacs? No sired" She
whispered and finished her drink. "I've had more hot cock ram me the past
hour than I ever had in my entire life!"

Diane shook her head and looked at Paul who was talking to someone else.
"He said this was gonna be a fuckin' party," she said softly, "not a fuckin'
freak show."

"Quit your bitchin'," replied Karen, frowning. "I don't care what a guy
does to me, as long as he sticks it inside in the end."

Diane smiled and sipped her drink "I guess you re right. I guess I'm mad
cause it was so fuckin' embarrassing. After all, we don't know anybody here.
Except Paul."

"Quit tryin' to be so formal, Diane," warned her friend. "Everyone here is
out friend. Anything goes. Relax."

Nodding, Diane followed her friend to the side of the swimming pool where
the drinks were being served.

Paul joined them a few minutes later. "How's everything going?" he asked
politely.

Teasing him, Karen looked at Diane and then looked back at Paul. "Diane's
been complaining about us not knowin' anybody here, except you," she said.
She laughed and added, "Tell her what you did to me, friend. Tell her who
the asshole was that put on a fuckin' yard-long prick and rammed it into me
while I was tied up!"

Paul just laughed.

"Remember what I told you about what happens the next time somebody does
that to me," she said, smiling at him and walking away.

Diane caught up to her and the girls went to get more drinks.

That night, the girls lay naked on their backs by the edge of the pool. The
orgy had quieted down for the past hour and everyone was relaxing in order
to recover his strength for the night. A few people were swimming in the
well-lighted pool.

Diane sipped her drink and lit another cigarette. "I can sure use the
rest," she said, sighing deeply. "My cunt's still throbbin' as though it was
rammed by a fuckin' jackhammer!"

"I know one thing for sure," replied the brunette. "I'm gonna think twice
before I start complainin' about bein' so horny!"

Diane practically choked on her drink. "Don't tell me you've had enough!"
she gasped.

Karen giggled and replied, "I didn't say anything of the sort. I just
said-"

"I know what you said."

"After all," explained Karen, "we've taken more cock in the past few days
than mast girls get in a lifetime!"

"Quit your bitchin'."

"I'm not bitchin', damn you!"

The girls looked at each other and laughed.

For the next twenty minutes, they sat sipping their drinks and relaxing.
Before long, they were fast asleep.


CHAPTER TWELVE

Diane's next sensations were not until the following morning.

She was vaguely aware of someone doing something to her body. Opening her
eyes, she regained her senses and then realized that she was being carried
somewhere, by four men. Each man was holding an arm or a leg, and they said
nothing. She tried to sit up, but her arms and legs were held up, almost in
a vertical position with the rest of her body, and she failed miserably.

Moaning, she let them carry her to their destination.

Going upstairs, they went down a dimly lit corridor.

A few moments later, they entered a room.

It was a big room, just like all the others. Diane heard moaning and
grunting. The men carried her over to a king-size bed and laid her down.
Sifting up, she noticed that she was in e middle of a group of twenty
couples who ere fucking or eating each other on several big beds. Searching
for a free prick, Diane soon found one

A man lay on his back, his legs spread wide. A wriggling, panting girl was
sitting n his face. Her dark-brown hair flew everywhere. The man was busy
sucking her snatch and ramming her asshole with a tickler that was stuck to
s thumb. Diane wondered why no one was sucking his throbbing prick.
Shrugging, she went over, knelt between his thighs, and began pumping his
prick.

Jerking in surprise, the man grunted harshly. Diane licked her lips,
lowered her head, and shoved the giant red cock into her mouth. He yelped in
pleasure and yielded to her caress. Diane gently tongued and chewed the
thick hulk of flesh. Warm juice spilled down his dong. Lapping it up with
her tongue, she swallowed most of the cock and tickled the sensitive head
with her writhing tongue.

It didn't take her long to take him come. Before long, his throbbing prick
was swelling and quivering in her mouth. Diane kept up the pressure by
sucking him with her mouth and pumping the base of his cock with her hand.

She swallowed every violent spurt of his hot cum. It warmed her insides and
made her squeeze out a quick orgasm. The man had relaxed somewhat from his
orgasm, returning to the girl's soaked snatch with renewed vigor.

Diane kept the spending prick in her mouth until it was completely limp.
Sighing, she sat up and searched the room for another eligible mate.

Then she found him.

He lay on his back, his big chest heaving. Apparently he had just come.
Wet, his cock hung meekly between his hairy thighs.

Diane jumped over and shot right for the limp prick. She swallowed it and
pumped it eagerly, tasting the hot jism that had gathered thickly near the
huge, round head. She also tasted the sweet juice of the girl's cunt he had
recently fucked. She moaned and sucked the cock until it began growing
within her mouth. As it got bigger and bigger, Diane squealed in pleasure,
covered the balls with her hands, and kept the cock tightly embedded inside
her mouth.

The man sat up and rested on his elbows. He watched her working on him, and
smiled. Then he lay back down and let the beautiful blonde suck his cock
hungrily.

When she was satisfied that it was hard and throbbing sufficiently, Diane
began to pump him with her mouth. Her hot, juicy lips sliding up and down
his trembling joint, her head bobbed up and down with a pistonlike action.
Soon he was writhing all over the mattress.

Diane quit pumping him. She straddled his thighs, pumped his cock a few
delicious times, and stuffed the thick joint deeply up her moist cunt.
Groaning, he looked up and saw the curvaceous blonde writhing over him. She
looked sensational. Her cunt felt fantastic. The man closed his eyes and,
sighing, enjoyed each jab of her pussy as though it were even better than
the first.

Diane fucked his cock eagerly. It filled each inch of her soaked cunt and
saturated her insides with juicy, throbbing flesh. Groaning, she jerked on
him and washed his joint with pussy juice. He smiled and felt the sweet
juices warming his prick and enveloping him with the hotness.

The blonde hammered her juicy snatch on his cock mercilessly. He felt her
pussy muscles closing around his prick, trying to suck it all the way in.
She got wetter and wetter. Her cunt danced along the length of his cock. He
could feel his balls getting ready to spurt.

His cock grew larger in her snatch, soaking her. Screaming, she pumped his
prick until it thundered hot jism into her cunt. She squeezed out several
more fast orgasms and then fell backward to the bed.

Karen, that morning, woke up and found Diane gone. Shrugging, she got up
and went into the mansion. A few people were in the big kitchen, eating.
Karen helped herself to whatever looked good and looked for a place to sit
down.

She wasn't given the opportunity.

Strong hands took her by the elbows, and the plate of food fell from her
hands. Next, she was flipped around and stood staring into the eyes of the
man who had first fucked her with the king-size vibrator last night.

"Lemme get somethin' to eat," she said sharply.

Grinning, the man merely picked her up and carried her out of the room. She
struggled in his arms, but soon realized that she could not fight any man
here. Sighing in defeat, she let the man take her into the living room,
where several couples were already going at it feverishly.

She let him rub her dry snatch vigorously with his fingers. In no time at
all, she was wet. She squealed when he rammed three fingers up her soggy
cunt, moving them around and pumping them in jerky motions.

Before she could do anything else, he had lowered himself between her
thighs and shoved his thick prick up her soggy snatch.

Karen cried out and immediately shot hot jism. He grinned in delight and
waited until she had wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around
his neck. Then he began running around the room, all the while fucking her
with each step.

The ride was fantastic. Karen had never known anything like it, not in all
her life. The action of running caused his prick to jump into her cunt each
time a foot hit the floor. As a result, every leap he took caused his prick
to ram her cunt wildly, making her pussy juice sprinkle down their thighs
and onto the floor. She cried out with each step, struggling in his arms,
tightening her legs around him, slamming her snatch down hard on his prick,
thrusting her bouncing tits into his face.

They ran around the room several times. Karen squealed and her snatch spat
and spat. Soon, he slowed down his pace, came to a stop, and fell to the
couch.

Karen fell on her back, he on top of her, but his prick never left her
soaked slit. After resting awhile, he began banging away at her greasy cunt
until she wriggled in his arms and came three more times. His balls erupted,
and his prick grew harder and spat thickly. Karen's twat tightened around
his joint, sucking him in and swallowing each jolt of jism that splashed
into her quivering cunt.

They kissed and the man willed onto his side.

Karen lay panting and heaving on the couch. A few minutes later, she got up
and went to the kitchen in another attempt to get breakfast.

An hour later, Diane walked outside and found Karen swimming in the pool
"Ya know what day it is?" asked the blonde, just remembering herself.

Karen shrugged and, flipping over, floated slowly on her back.

"It's Saturday, darling!" she informed her friend.

Karen still didn't get the message. "So what?" she shouted angrily.

Diane sighed and puffed thoughtfully on her cigarette. "Did you forget? Our
guys are due back this at-"

"Jesus Christ!" Karen, suddenly remembering, jumped out of the pool and
came running toward her friend. "I forgot all about 'em!" she gasped,
shaking herself dry. "What the fuck we gonna do?" she asked, flustered. "I
even forgot what time they're due back!"

"Calm down, girl!" Diane finished her cigarette and tossed it in the
ground. "We still have a few hours to get dressed, go home, and freshen up.
They're not due back 'til three, ya know."

"Three o'clock!" Karen sighed deeply and gave a low whistle. "What time is
it, hon?" she asked.

"It's not even eleven o'clock yet" Diane grasped the wrist of a young man
who lay on a chaise lounge near the pool and checked his watch. "It's ten
forty-five," she corrected. "We have plenty of time."

The girls walked toward the rear of the mansion. "Ya know," giggled Karen,
"I forgot all about everything!"

"I know," replied flit blonde. "So did I."

"We've had a lotta fun, haven't we, honey?"

Diane smiled at her friend. "We had morn fun the past few days than we ever
had," she replied.

They went inside and looked for Paul.

"Let's do it again," suggested Karen.

Diane stopped in her tracks. She stared at her friend and looked at her in
puzzlement "D'ya have enough juice left to do this all over again?" she
asked cautiously.

"I do, laughed the brunette. "So do you.

"Yep," replied Diane. "So do I."

They started walking again.

"Just imagine, reflected Karen dreamily. In less than four days we were
picked up, fucked, tied up, robbed, raped, picked up again. Taken to a
party, fucked a hundred times, fucked at some lounge, eaten, sucked, picked
up again, taken to an orgy, tied up again, raped more times than I can
remember, fucked, sucked, eaten, and God knows what else!" She laughed with
pleasure.

Diane laughed heartily.

A few minutes later, they found Paul. He was lying on a couch in one of the
big rooms, eating some redhead's cunt while another girl was busy sucking on
his prick.

Karen squealed and said, "I'm gettin' wet all over again!"

"Cool it," replied the blonde. "We don't have the time."

They went over to Paul and asked if he would mind taking them home.

"Christ!" he snapped incredulously. "Can't ya wait 'til I'm done here?"

"You promised," warned Karen.

"All right," he said, sighing. "Gimme a few minutes. I'll be ready in no
time." He went back to the redhead's cunt. She immediately squealed and
rubbed her juicy snatch against his face.

The girls went to find their clothing, which was right where they had left
it. They went into the big bathroom downstairs and proceeded to clean up.

Ten minutes later, they went outside to wait for Paul.

He came outside a few minutes later and drove them straight home.


CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The girls, by two o'clock in the afternoon, were in the apartment, waiting
for their husbands.

Paul had brought them home at eleven, turned the car around, and headed
back to the estate. Going upstairs, the girls threw their clothing in the
laundry and went to the shower. They spent nearly half an hour washing
themselves, going over every square inch of their bodies, before stepping
out and drying themselves off:

It took them nearly an hour to dry their hair and get it to look as it had
looked four days previously, before their husbands had left. The hard part
was getting out all the dirt, sweat, and jism that had completely saturated
their hair from the orgy at the estate.

However, they had plenty of time and, before they knew it, they were
relaxing in their skimpy swimsuits on the terrace.

At precisely three o'clock, the door opened and their husbands rushed in,
setting down their suitcases and searching for their wives.

The girls jumped up from their seats and ran into their arms. Karen clung
tightly to George, who picked his wife up and covered her face and neck with
kisses. Rick kissed Diane passionately and, picking her up, carried her over
to the couch.

"Miss me?" he asked, kissing her again.

"Mmmmmm!" Diane wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed deeply. "Why
the fuck d'ya have to leave us this long?" she asked angrily.

"My job," he explained, kissing her again.

George took Karen over to the chair and made her sit on his lap. "I hate to
ruin things now," he said, "but-"

"Cool it!" warned Rick angrily. "We've got plenty of time for that!"

"For what?" asked Diane.

"Yeah," replied Karen, growing suspicious. "Tell us, for Christ's sakes."

George shrugged 'Well, it's like this . . ." He looked at the girls and
then at Rick. Sighing, he said, "We gotta go out again."

"When?" asked Karen.

"Wednesday," replied Rick. "To Detroit." He looked at Diane, who was
growing angry. "But it's only for three days," he added quickly. "We'll be
back Saturday."

The girls looked miserably at each other. Karen looked at her husband,
scowled, and looked back at Diane. That's right, honey, she thought, hoping
her friend would sense her thoughts. That's right baby. The estate again.
This week. For another orgy!

Karen turned and went to fix drinks.

"Let's not let this bit of news ruin anything," suggested George. "After
all, we are makin' a helluva lotta money!"

The girls both muttered something the men could not hear.

"Dummy!" whispered Rick fiercely at his friend. "Why did ya have to go and
tell 'em so soon.

George shrugged and looked innocent

Karen brought the drinks.

For the next few minutes, they sat quietly, smoking and sipping their
drinks. On several occasions the men tried to make polite conversation, but
the girls did not seem to be in the mood.

Smiling at Karen, George went over to her seat, picked her up, and carried
her into the bedroom. "I'll get you out of this bad mood," he said, laughing
and kissing her.

Will you? thought Karen, looking at him.

Rick sat looking at his wife as he finished his drink. "Ya know," he said,
looking at the woman's gorgeous, half-naked body. "That doesn't sound like a
bad idea to me. He took his wife's eager hand and led her into the other
bedroom.

Karen lay on her back, watching George as he undressed. She was still
wearing her skimpy bikini.

Naked, he approached the bed and sat down. He looked his wife up and down
and smiled at her proudly. "You're beautiful," he said, his hand resting on
her thigh. "Absolutely beautiful."

"Cut the bullshit," she shot back at him. "Cut the fuckin' bullshit and
stick your fuckin' cock inside me!"

She flipped over on her stomach and waited for him to untie the straps of
her bikini top. He did it quickly and waited for her to flip over again.
Once freed, her perfect round tits sprang outward and upward, even though
she lay on her back. She looked at his wide-open eyes and giggled softly.
"Did you miss 'em?" she asked.

George could not kelp himself. His hands shot right for his wife's tits,
covering them and feeling them grow warmer in his palms. The nipples stuck
out. He took them between his fingers and squeezed them. His wife moaned and
squirmed uneasily.

"Nobody," he said, "has knockers like these..." His voice was a harsh
growl. Suddenly he leaped forward and took her left nipple into his mouth.
He sucked on it and Karen could feel the hot wetness gathering thickly
between her legs.

"Please," she whispered thickly, squirming beneath him. "Take off my pants,
darling!"

Sitting up, George pulled off her panties and shoved them roughly don her
thighs. She kicked them off and parted her thighs.

George eyed the chestnut-colored cunt eagerly.

She was already wet and hot. He covered it with his hand, rubbing it. The
hot stickiness of her match had caused his hard prick to throb heavily
between his legs.

Getting up, he positioned himself between her spread legs, bent down, and
began kissing her everywhere. Karen moaned and gyrated her hips
rhythmically. She felt the storms thrashing about within her. Dizziness
erupted inside her head, and the room began spinning.

George's lips kissed her everywhere: her thighs, calves, hips, stomach,
cunt. Lifting up her legs, he licked and rubbed his warm lips against her
cunt and clit until the brunette panted with pleasure, groping for him. He
went back to his wife's cunt and began sucking it again. Grunting, she
slammed out a thick jolt of slit cream and moaned deeply when she felt his
lips licking up the juice.

Then she felt his tongue rubbing against her throbbing cunt. More storms
thudded inside her. She squirmed viciously, pounding her ankles roughly upon
his back. George kept licking her. Pulling her swollen cunt into his mouth,
he squeezed her pussylips with his fingers and brought her to a hot,
pounding climax.

Shifting on the bed, he straddled her head and eased himself forward, until
he was lying on her soaked body. He smiled when he felt her eager bands
rubbing his cock and pulling it toward her gaping lips. Suddenly the hot
feeling of her mouth enveloped his swollen dick, and he gasped thickly.

He then found her cunt and worked it frantically in an effort to make her
climax again and again. Her pussylips were hot and sticky. He licked the
sweet, hot juice as he pumped her cunt and whole. The pink, swollen cunt was
throbbing against his chin. He took it in his mouth and sucked it, pulling
it deeper and deeper into his mouth. Karen squirmed beneath him. He could
feel her heart racing frantically.

She had been sucking her husband's stiff, swollen cock. It tasted
delicious! she thought. She pulled it deeply into her mouth until the huge,
round head was lodged against her throat. She wanted to swallow it
completely, gag on it, choke on it, force it don her throat She wanted-it to
grow and grow, until it rammed its way down her throat and into her stomach.
She wanted to feel it throbbing inside her.

George began raising and lowering himself on her. The action caused his
prick to pump her mouth. She tightened her mouth muscles around the thick
pole as it went in, and tried sucking it back in as it went out. George
increased his pace, grunting and swelling in her mouth. His balls whacked
her in the nose with every thrust. She reached up, caught them, and
squeezed. George wailed and twisted his body. His hot breath saturated her
cunt.

Then she felt his lips on her cunt again.

His tongue rowed along the curves of her pussylips, across the smooth skin
of her inner thighs, over the swell of her pubic bone. He sucked her clit,
rammed her cunt with three fingers shoved his thumb into her creamy asshole,
blew on her, kissed her, rubbed the damp forest of chestnut-colored pubic
hair with his nose, vibrated his lips on her sticky pussy lips. Shuddering,
the brunette quivered beneath him.

Then he was off her and guiding his trembling cock deeply inside her soaked
snatch. Groping for him, Karen wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled
him tightly against her. Her ankles pressed against the cheeks of his and
slammed him toward her viciously, so that his cock would jump an extra inch
or two.

He fucked her quickly, his cock jumping in and out of her. She poured pussy
cream all over his prick and balls, wriggling her hips and tightening her
snatch around his cock.

The shapely brunette was soon squirming and groaning heavily on the bed.
His prick and balls were soaked with cunt juice. He could feel it slashing
around inside her as he fucked her. He rammed his cock all the way inside
her, squeezed her tits, rubbed them, and felt the storms rock them both.

Soon he was shooting his thick wad into her. It gushed from his cock like
lava from a volcano, in six mighty spurts. The jolts slammed into her,
making her quiver and writhe beneath him. Her cunt jerked out two short
loads before they both went limp and lay in each other's arms.

The next morning, Rick and George got up early, dressed, and went to play
golf at the country club.

Karen was the first to awaken, at ten-thirty. Turning on her side, she
stared at the empty half of the bed for nearly a minute before it dawned on
her that George was gone. Sitting up, she put on her bathrobe and went down
the hall. Knocking lightly on Diane's bedroom door, she waited for twenty
seconds. When there was no answer, she went into the kitchen, found that
George was not there, shrugged, and began to make coffee.

Dressed in a transparent nglige, Diane walked into the room. Her head
lowered, she was yawning and trying to read the note she held in both hands.

"What's that?" asked Karen, sensing bad news.

It took the sleepy blonde nearly thirty seconds to read the note, interpret
it, scowl, and look up angrily. "It's from Rick," she said sharply, gritting
her teeth. "D'ya know where those cocksuckers are, right now? At the fuckin'
club, playin' eighteen fuckin' holes of golf!"

"Those fuckin' assholes!" whispered Karen angrily. "They no more than get
home, dump their wads once, and then they're off and runnin' again, like
fuckin' race horses!"

"Calm down, honey," said Diane, sitting down and lighting a cigarette.
"They might've left real early. We don't know. They might even be back
before lunch."

"Bullshit!" snapped the angry brunette. "D'ya know how fuckin' long it
takes to play eighteen holes?" She groaned. "Practically the whole fuckin'
day!"

"I know, I know," conceded Diane. "I was just tryin' to make things look
better."

"Those cocksuckers," Karen muttered angrily.

A few minutes later, the coffee was ready.

Rick and George returned late that afternoon. Laughing, they shoved their
golf bags into the cupboard in the foyer.

Karen and Diane were sitting in the living room, watching television.
Entering the room, the boys went over, bent down, and kissed their wives.

Rick sat down on the arm of the sofa and said, "You'll never guess what
happened on the golf course!"

The girls looked bored.

Rick continued. "We saw this guy we used to room with in college!"

The girls said nothing.

George broke in by saying, "Yeah. This guy used to be the, world's worst
student!" Both men laughed in delight. "He used to be in trouble week after
week!" continued George.

Rick added, "Well, naturally we got to talkin' and when we mentioned we
were married, this guy just went hysterical. You see, five years ago, when
we graduated, we made a bet with this guy that he would marry before we
would, and-"

"Well?" snapped Karen angrily. "Why didn't you invite him here for a drink
or two?"

"We did," replied Rick. "He's out puttin' his clubs in his car."

"Does he know which apartment we're in?" asked Diane.

"Dammit!" shouted George, slapping himself. "We were so occupied with old
times that we forgot all about it!" He jumped up and ran out the door.

Rick smiled and added, "Before he comes up here, I should warn you about
this guy. You see, he's a bullshit artist. Used to have the best line with
girls." He chuckled. "Only a few minutes ago he was tellin' us all about the
two gorgeous chicks he picked up drivin' home. Not only did he fuck 'em to
death, but he took 'em to an orgy...

The girls were no longer listening. They were now gazing at the door, where
George was standing, beaming from ear to ear.

Beside him was standing their college friend.

It was . . . Paul!


THE END
