Young Bride's Slavery
by Jeff Kayne 


CHAPTER ONE 

The world seemed a bright, wonderful place to Kim Werner. She knew she was 
going to have a wonderful life from now on, married to Barney Werner, the 
handsome senior she had met while just a freshman at college. There had been 
some rocky moments, especially when the reason for her marriage had come 
about, but now that she was blissfully wedded, wearing deceptive white, Kim 
knew everything would be all right. Granted, her parents would never forgive 
her for being compromised and forced to marry-at least compromised in their 
eyes. Still, they would grudgingly accept Barney, after a while. 

She was sitting in the middle of the dais now, and all the people were up 
and dancing on the dance floor. Even her husband was dancing with her older 
sister, and Kim, whose feet hurt from having done so much dancing before, 
wanted to relax a little. She thought back to the events leading up to the 
wedding. To begin with-, she had met Barney her second day at college. He 
was taking a fill-in course while she was seriously studying botany. The 
moment she had seen him she had known he was a prize. Tall, handsome, with a 
long, slightly hooked nose, large teeth, dark hair, and rugged shoulders 
that seemed to belong to a football player, he was sought after by a great 
many different girls. 

Kim was a rarity; a breathtaking beauty who was unaware of just how totally 
lovely she really was. Only five feet tall, she had light brown hair which 
tended to turn golden during the summer. Now, in the late fall, it was 
already returning to brown, though there were still wisps of gold in it. Her 
face looked like something that might have been sculpted from marble, her 
nose short, straight, and perfect, her cheeks blossoming without being too 
full, and her small chin neither too large nor too short for her lovely oval 
face. Her hair was short and worn up fluffily, and her hazel eyes danced all 
the time. 

From the neck down she was-extremely well-endowed, and if not quite as large 
as her older sister, bosomwise, she still had a more than ample set of 
knockers shading her trim, slender waist and lovely swollen hips. Her legs 
tapered nicely to trim ankles and small feet, and any man looking at her 
automatically flipped over her. Barney had flipped. He had flipped to the 
point where he was determined to get her into bed. However, he didn't reckon 
with Kim's stern background. 

Kim's parents had brought her up to carefully preserve her virginity, and 
more, to even keep boys from pawing her. As a result, though Kim had done a 
lot of heavy necking, she had done no petting when she had come to college, 
and it had taken Barney the entire college year to allow him to fondle her 
breasts through her clothing. 

When college had ended, and Barney had taken a job with an accounting firm, 
he visited Kim at her home, a large two-story affair at Manniondale, in New 
York. Kim introduced him to her parents, both of whom thought him not good 
enough for their little girl, and yet they tolerated him because Kim liked 
him. 

All during late June and early July they dated, and Barney always had to 
bring her home before two in the morning. Often, Kim's parents weren't home, 
but Barney brought her home at the required time anyway. The two of them 
would occasionally sit on the living-room sofa and neck for a while, and 
then Barney would leave, always before Kim's parents arrived. Since he 
occasionally stayed until almost three-thirty, and Kim's parents weren't 
home, Barney became bolder and bolder, and it was the third week in July 
that he decided he wanted to be rewarded for being so patient. I le was 
going to fuck Kim, whose last name at that time was Horn. 

That Saturday night he brought her home at midnight, thinking he would have 
that much more time to work on her and score long before her parents came 
home. He tugged her up against him and rubbed his groin into hers, and she 
gasped, "What are you doing?" 

"It'll, baby, I'm just letting you feel my reaction to you. My cock is 
getting stiffer than a board." 

Kim blushed. She had never heard Barney use such phrases. 

"Please, Barney, you know I don't like it when you use such language. My 
parents don't approve of such words." 

"Words are words," he snapped back. "They don't moan a thing. It's action 
that counts. You're not a momma's girl anymore, Kim. I want to know if 
you're my girl, or not." 

"Of course I am," she admitted. "I love you." 

"Well I love you, too. What's more, you're old enough and big enough for me 
to love in every way. Believe me," he continued, lying smoothly, "I wouldn't 
be here, right now, if you weren't someone really special to me. I intend 
making love to you tonight, or to be precise, I intend fucking you. What's 
more, before the night is over, I expect you'll be using the words too." lie 
strode into the living room in front of her, and she followed almost 
timidly, large quetsion marks radiating from her beautiful eyes, eyes set in 
a face lovely enough to have been painted by Rubens or even Leonardo Da 
Vinci. Barney sat on the sofa and pulled Kim down beside him. It was a wide, 
deep plump sofa, a nice avocado color matching the drapes and carpeting, as 
well as the rest of the room's furniture. 

"I'm not used to anything like this," Kim told him. "Mother told me to save 
myself for my husband." 

"Well, in a way, that's what you're doing," Barney Werner told her, not 
knowing he was finally telling her the truth. "Just think of me as a future 
husband, and you'll be celebrating the nuptials before they take place. It's 
as simple as that." 

"I don't know...." she shrugged. 

"You're not a silly little schoolgirl any longer," Barney insisted. "You're 
in college now, and it's time to act like a mature college coed. You're all 
grown up, both physically and mentally. I'm not interested in little baby 
girls. A woman is what I want for a wife, a woman capable of making her own 
decisions." 

Before Kim was able to reply, Barney's lips were hungrily covering her 
heart-shaped mouth with an earth-shattering kiss while his hands sought for 
and Finally found the weight of her full breasts through the material of her 
dress. 

"Mmmmffff ... don't...." she pleaded with him, tugging her lips from his. 
"This just isn't right." 

"Who says it isn't right?" Barney asked, his hands continuing to fondle her 
swollen mammaries. "There's never been anything more right, and you know it. 
Let's stop playing games, honey. You love me and you know it. Let's stop 
playing games, honey. You love me and you know how much I love you. It's 
time we stopped acting as if we were living in our parents' time." 

Kim was unable to stem the wildly uncontrollable tide of mad thrills 
bursting through her inner self as Barney's palms continued rubbing her 
nipples, making them poke against her bra and dress until the material 
seemed as if it might tear. 

"Oh Barney...." she began whimpering weakly. "Oh...." 

A blistering blaze began pillaring through her shuddering inner self, and 
then the man's lips were once again pressing themselves to her, kissing her 
hungrily, eliding an automatic response. The moment Kim began kissing back, 
Barney Werner knew her cunt was his. She responded strongly, making the man 
well aware of the power he was wielding over her. He was soaring higher than 
the highest mountain, her mouth hotter than the interior of a live volcano, 
and he knew it was his own kisses that had brought her to this pitch. 

Kim wasn't able to understand why she was allowing herself to go this far. 
She did know she was responding to the man, responding more strongly than 
she had all the other times-feeling like a Yellowstone geyser suddenly 
erupting madly, uncontrollably, with thrilling sensation. She kissed hard, 
responding to his oral pressure, burning her own lips solidly against his, 
making him aware of the fact that the feline he had awakened within her was 
a lioness and not a tabby cat. 

I ler tongue had become a dueling sword, fencing expertly with his as their 
mouths opened while their lips remained fixed against each other. She was a 
naturally gifted oral fencer, and his was a master lingual blade. Her tongue 
continually stabbed into his mouth again and again, only to be expertly met 
and parried by the thickness of his own oral digit. 

Kim dug her long nails into Barney's neck as his arms continued clinging 
tightly to her. The two of them were fighting a raging battle, each pressing 
firmly against the body of the other, neither prepared to yield just yet. 

The lovely girl understood she was surrendering herself to this man, 
allowing him to do with her as he pleased, basically because it was 
something pleasing to her, as well. He had broken through the dike of her 
resistance, and now gallons of sensation, like an overpowering tidal wave, 
came pouring through. Her entire body felt uncontrollably inundated with 
uncontained desire for this college senior. She reacted like a wild harpy, 
not only kissing his lips and chewing them, but biting his tongue, as well, 
growing more and more wild with every passing second. 

"My God!" she gasped when the two of them finally came up for air. "What 
have you turned me into?" 

Smiling, Barney reached behind Kim, and before she realized it, the man had 
unzipped her dress. Before she had a chance to object, he had tugged the 
upper-half of her dress down around her shoulders and then off her arms, 
letting it dangle at the waist. His hands moved with practiced ease, sliding 
behind her again, unhooking her brassiere, revealing in an instant the 
beauty of her breasts as he tugged the offending garment from her and let it 
fall to the floor. Her orbs were two monuments of luscious arousal, already 
fully developed and, in spite of their huge roundness, able to stand up 
nicely so that her nipples actually had a slight uptilt to them. The nipples 
were long, like little lingers, and both were the same luscious pink as the 
large areolae surrounding them. It was almost as if her nipples were 
blushing with embarrassment. 

"You have fantastic boobs," Barney gasped out loud. "But then, I'm sure you 
know that. You're the most stunningly beautiful girl I've ever seen. 
Everything about you is so perfect." 

As if bowing to her almost unearthly beauty, Barney Werner's head lowered. 
At the same time his mouth opened wide and he paid homage to each nipple in 
turn, kissing it and allowing his tongue to run very lightly over it. He 
pressed each breast-point between his hungry lips, carefully sucking it in 
its turn, causing each to swell and enlarge that much more. Then he took his 
hungering mouth from the luscious fruit-like swells of her breasts, and 
gripping her bare shoulders, he held her at arm's length. 

His hungering eyes were wandering all over her delightfully curvaceous young 
body, swallowing it in drinking it down like some superb Malaga wine. Kim, 
immediately aware the man was hungrily gazing at her, tightly shut her eyes 
as her face reddened. 

"Don't do that!" she pleaded. 

"I can't help it," the man replied. "You're so absolutely beautiful and 
delightful to look at, I have to stare my fill at you. I've never seen 
anyone half as lovely," he insisted. 

Before the beautiful Kim was able to object in any way, Barney's hands 
suddenly seemed to be everywhere at once. He was removing her dress, pushing 
it down her hips, and off. Then he was tugging off her shoes, her half-slip, 
her pantyhose, and finally he tugged off her panties, revealing the 
perfection of her nakedness, his fingers already teasing the light brown 
bush at her fulcrum-a bush of sparse hairs that barely hid the richness of 
the crevice beneath. 

Kim lay back on the sofa like a frightened child, totallynunaware of what 
was happening for the moment, and not really knowing what would happen next. 
Her eyes were shut for a long while, and when she finally did open her eyes 
she first realized she was totally naked, seeing herself reflected in the 
mirror on the wall across the room. 

She heard the sound of clothing rustling, and, looking up, she saw Barney 
standing next to her supine form. He was undoing his own belt, unsnapping 
his pants. 

"Wh-what are you doing?" she asked, timidly afraid. "I'm getting undressed, 
honey," he replied. "B-but why?" she asked. 

"Well now, isn't that a kind of silly question under the circumstances? 
Sweety, I told you, I'm going to fuck you." 

"No!" Kim gasped, sitting up. 

"Yes, honey, most definitely yes. Hell! You're not some puling infant who 
has to be told by her elders what she may or may not do. You're an adult. 
You're already past the age of consent. Honey, I intend fucking you, hut I 
want you to agree. I don't want it said I ever did anything to you that you 
didn't want to happen. Either we fuck, or tell me to get dressed, and I'll 
leave, and I'll never bother you again." 

Kim was horrified. The idea of his entering her body was very frightening, 
but the idea of his walking out on her was even more frightening. The naive 
young girl had indeed fallen madly in love with Barney Werner. 

"Barney, why are you doing this to me ... forcing me to make such an extreme 
choice?" she wanted to know. 

"Because I love you," he lied. "I love you so much I can't stand just being 
near you and not touching you. I love you, and I want to fuck you, and I 
can't think of a better reason for any two people in the world to fuck." 

"But we don't have any kind of protection," Kim objected. "I mean, I don't 
want to risk pregnancy." 

"Hey, I told you, I love you," Barney insisted. "Whether or not you get a 
swell-belly from me, the two of us are gonna get married anyway, right? So 
let's stop acting like kids and get down to being adults,, baby." 

He pushed her over and then lay down on the broad sofa beside her lush 
nakedness, his mouth hungrily finding hers, then kissing along her throat, 
and finally, her nape. She allowed him to caress her, his gently caressing 
fingers urging her to turn over as he continued kissing the back of her 
sweet neck. 

Kim was aware of uncontrollable, wild thrills seeping down her spine like a 
drop of cold water, and this made her shudder with a delight she had never 
previously known. The man's tongue seemed pasted to her delicate fiesta as 
the tip slid down her backbone. 

His palms, which had been gripping her narrow ribeage, now very slowly began 
massaging their way to the even narrower slenderness of her waist. She found 
herself responding to the pressure from each palm, writhing and gasping with 
delightful feelings she had never, but never known before. Within the 
confines of her inexperienced body she felt an incredible heat as his hungry 
mouth worked its way down to the hillocks of her rounded buttocks. When the 
man would have literally parted her lovely asscheeks, Kim abruptly 
stiffened, tightening her body, stifling a small scream by cramming a small 
throw pillow into her mouth. 

"Honey, you just relax that sweet little behind of yours," Barney told her. 
"I don't want you tightening up, now. I want to kiss all of you. All of 
you!" 

Little by little Kim allowed herself to slowly relax, and then the man's 
working tongue began eeling its way between the loosening gluteus maximi, 
tasing the sweetly delicious flavor of the lavender soap she used. Kim, no 
longer able to maintain any kind of control over herself, began bouncing her 
lovely body all over the sofa,, actually slamming the cheeks of her behind 
into his face. 

Barney continued teasing her, slowly turning her onto her back again as he 
kissed his hungry way up her abdomen. Her lovely head was resting on the arm 
of the sola, and when she turned her face a little to the right, she was 
able to see everything in the full-length wall mirror. Her delightfully 
beautiful and lush nakedness was stretched out on the sofa, staring back at 
her. Directly above her flat belly was the face of this handsome college 
senior who claimed to love her. She knew she was insanely in love with him 
as well. She had to be to go this far with him. He was kissing the flatness 
of her belly at the moment, preparing to take her virginity, that same 
virginity she had saved for her husband. He blistered one excruciating 
thrill after another through her vibrating young frame, making her quiver 
with delight. 

Kim stared at the reflection across the room, fascinated by what she was 
watching as much as by what she was feeling. She gazed at the way Barney 
lowered his mouth to kiss the dimple of her navel. His mouth slowly moved to 
the crease joining her rounded thigh to her slender torso. One of his hands 
slid easil beneath her nether cheeks, rubbing the gluteal mounds as his 
working tongue continued lightly lapping away at the crease. 

Because of the way the sofa was angled, Kim was able to see Barney's head in 
the mirror, and when it stopped moving for a moment, she raised her own head 
to look at his face. There was a look of enthralled wonderment on his face 
as he stared at the tender center of her pink love nest. He was stunned by 
how full and rounded her thighs were for such an otherwise slender girl, and 
he seemed equally amazed at the full pouch of her sucking pussylips. 

I lor swollen outer labia seemed to draw the man as a flame would draw a 
helpless moth. He began moving forward very slowly, a little at a time, as 
if he had no control whatsoever over himself-his face magnetically being 
drawn toward her fragrant pussy. His lips slowly turned from one inner thigh 
to the other, and he began branding hot kisses on each, in turn. 

Kim, still hypnotized by the reflections she was watching in the mirror, was 
suddenly aware of just what it was the man intended doing. She was unable to 
believe it. Her parents had always stressed the sanctity of her vagina, and 
that it was to be opened to no man until her wedding night, but when her 
mother did talk about it with her, the woman had insisted a penis was the 
only proper instrument to be applied there. Was this man crazy? 

But even as Kim thought about the insanity of what Barney was doing, his 
mouth was moving closer and closer to her moistened crack, making her more 
aware than ever of the burning tickle of his panting breath as it fluttered 
against the sopping lips of her aching cunt. 

Almost totally mesmerized, the lovely girl simply lay there, eyes wide and 
staring as Barney abruptly pulled his head back and pressed his hand forward 
between the solid pillars of her taut, alabaster thighs. She actually 
started, shocked when aware of his fingers ever-so-lightly brushing the 
softness of her tender outer cuntlips. 

Slowly but surely his fingers began carefully edging their way forward, 
parting the delicately tender coral lips, causing the richly contrasting 
white flesh outside to appear drained of color. Then, as an exploratory 
finger finally slid into the delicate nave of her wetly resisting cunt, 
testing it, the walls clamped tightly around the digit. As well greased as 
her inner female tunnel appeared to be, because it was so tight from never 
having been opened before, the man had to move slowly to make sure Kim felt 
no pain. He withdrew the linger and pressed it lengthwise against her 
fluttering entrance, rubbing it up and down, making her feel wetter and 
wetter inside. At the same time, Kim was abruptly aware of another finger 
seeking and finding her little button-like clitoris at the top of her inner 
labia. 

Kim knew all about her clitoris. In spite of her parents' insistence on 
morality, she was a well-informed young lady, getting straight A's in 
Hygiene and Biology. Her parents wouldn't have tolerated anything less from 
their daughter. 

Her hot pussy was steaming up, now. It became more and more juicy as she 
began writhing and breathing heavily. 

She watched as her blood-swollen clitoris began to grow, enlarging as it had 
never done before. It was very tiny, but Kim had excellent vision, and even 
at that distance she was able to see the pea-like bubble swell and grow, 
enlarging more and more as it extended almost a quarter of an inch away from 
her souping inner crease. 

At that moment Barney's hand pulled away from her sweetly titillated vagina, 
and the lovely Kim realized she had lost a new found feeling of well-being. 
Yes, Barney was right! It did feel good. In point of fact, it felt better 
than anything she had ever previously experienced. Why had he stopped? She 
wanted him to rub his finger down there some more. 

Before she was able to fully sort out everything in her befuddled mind, the 
man's head suddenly launched itself forward. Very abruptly she felt a newer, 
even more heady and thrilling sensation-one totally unparalleled-as his 
electric tongue seemed to sizzle her sensitized pussy, lapping hungrily away 
at her small vaginal opening. The tongue tickled the right labius, making 
the beautiful girl squeal with thrilling delight as he deftly licked away, a 
past-master when it came to cunnilingus. He knew no woman in her right mind 
was able to resist this. His oral organ circled the inner rim of her vagina, 
and soon he was drinking down the heady waters, the lovely woman was 
emitting. Then Barney's tongue was sliding in, caressing the deliciously 
delightful inner labia, causing her to seep even more of her oily vaginal 
essence. He lapped up and down, and little by little the resisting walls of 
her quivering cunt began loosening, the tightness relaxing and fluttering 
open, yielding to the softly gentle and tenderly insistent pressure of his 
lapping tongue. 

There was no way for Kim to phrase! what she was feeling at that particular 
moment. She found herself entering into a thrilling sexual paradise-a heaven 
utterly new and different to her. Her physical self was burning with heat, 
yet wallowing in an icy sensation, enjoying the fabulous feeling that much 
more since she was also able to watch what was happening in the large mirror 
across the room. Her eyes remained glued to the reflection, and the 
sensations within were enhanced that much more. 

Kim realized her vagina wasn't the only wet orifice in her tender body. Her 
mouth was so filled with saliva she was ready to drool if she didn't 
swallow. She gulped just an instant before Barney's tongue managed to insert 
itself as far up into the broiling confines of her fiery core as it was able 
to go. At that moment Kim found herself unable to see anything else as her 
full thighs clamped themselves firmly around the man's dark head. 

She gasped as his working tongue plunged into the running, weeping depths of 
her inflamed vaginal center. Thrills continued building within her as the 
tongue moved around and around, licking up and down while lapping at the 
sides before retreating completely out and pressing itself hotly against the 
pink bead of her rigidly extended clitoris. His lips around the extended 
penis-like organ made Kim wild as she began insanely bucking and wildly 
churning. He seemed to match her movement with his swishing tongue, letting 
it flick across her clitoral nubbin, causing it to swell and enlarge that 
much more. 

If Kim had been secreting fluids earlier, it was nothing compared to the way 
her feminine channel was spouting the colorless ointment now, letting it 
actually squirt from within. The fluid was actually blasting from her 
heatedly inflamed cunnus in a single long, river-like flood. The girl was 
going totally out of her senses as she experienced the thrilling sensation 
of Barney's lapping tongue licking heatedly into her, slicking the oils from 
her blazing feminine pit. Her lovely loins tightly clamped themselves around 
his delving face in a solid grip of crushing, unbending iron, forcing his 
probing tongue to move that much more swiftly, knifing in and out, pulling 
the heavily aromatic flow of her womanly juices from within her. The tongue 
slurpled loudly, but the sounds thrilled Kim. 

What she was feeling was something Kim had never been able to so much as 
imagine, unaware such thrills existed. She was totally beyond sanity for the 
moment, churning and spiraling insanely against the cushions of the sofa, 
squeezing his face that much more tightly between her solid, smooth thighs. 
Her buttocks were like two halves of a large rubber ball, continually 
rebounding from the sofa as his deep tongue continued its hungry probing. 
His mouth ate her burning, dripping pink-woman-flesh with relish. 

Barney's two hands had pushed themsleves between her lovely buttocks and the 
sofa, and his fingers were now kneading her rounded asscheeks, gripping them 
more and more tightly. All the while, his tongue continued its fiery 
stroking into her blistering vaginal depths. 

Once again her shuddering body began trembling with thrilled and unexpected 
feeling as she became aware of a forefinger pressing against the tenderness 
of her anal opening. Kim tried hard to wriggle away from it, but his other 
hand had too tight a grip on her ass, and try though she might, squeezing 
her buttocks together as hard as she was able, she was unable to keep him 
out. His probing finger managed to puncture the resistance of her 
doughtut-like sphincter and slide slowly, ever-so-slowly, inside. Once his 
finger had penetrated her rectal orifice, it began wiggling around inside, 
making the lovely girl shudder that much more. 

To Kim, it was totally incredible that she was feeling such delightful 
sensations coming from her rectum, of all places. She'd had no idea anything 
probing back there would feel so good. 

At the same time, Barney's maddening tongue continued its insistent worming 
in and out of her seething cunt, and added to the probing finger reaming her 
rectal tunnel, rocketed the lovely girl to new, unknown, wondrous summits of 
thrilling sensation. She felt as if she were being swallowed alive in a 
quicksand bog. 

Kim realized she was feeling the wildest, strangest, most maddeningly 
delightful and unbelievable thrills coursing through her entire body as her 
initial critical climax suddenly came pouring down on top of her. She felt 
as if she were being whirled about, whipped this way and that by some unseen 
tornado as it swept her up and caused her to face a wild paroxym of 
enchanting completion. Thrill upon thrill burst through her into every 
sensory neuron-a megaton of overpowering inner sensation unendingly running 
through her entire shuddering system. 

"AAAAIIIIYYYYEEEEGGGG HHHHHHUUUUUUUUNN NNNNGGGGGG!" she bellowed, shaking 
and shivering, slamming solidly against the back of the sofa as her rubbery 
buttocks caromed off the cushions, her rounded loins compressing that much 
more tightly around Barney's head, yanking him along with her. 

In the delightful throes of blistering convulsions, her body bounced up and 
down again and again, her asscheeks hitting the sofa repeatedly. Her limbs 
had the strength of a shark's jaws, unrelenting in the way in which they 
clung to the reason for exploding wonderment. She squeezed her thighs even 
more tightly around Barney's head, gasping and panting until the storm 
within her slowly began to ebb. 

Little by little her mind returned to reality. Now she was able to 
understand just why men and women were so loose with their morals. How were 
they able to help themselves? What she wasn't able to understand was why her 
parents were so uptight and morally strict. A taste of sex was like meat to 
a lion. Was a lion expected to go back to sucking milk from its mother's 
teat after having tasted meat? Was any human being really expected todo 
without orgasms after having experienced one? 

Her thighs slowly parted, releasing the handsome man from between them. 
Barney's face was red and mottled, but he was smiling, knowing he had won 
Kim over. She would do anything he wanted now. He wiped a forearm across his 
face, removing the oily smears from her delicious cunt. In just a few more 
seconds his rampant prick would be buried to the depths in her sweetly 
oozing cunt ... and he smacked his lips, still tasting her oils. 

What was more, Kim knew what would happen, too. 

"Tell me, did you really like doing that?" Kim asked, her lovely body 
trembling. 

"I loved it!" he replied, smacking his lips, allowing his roving eyes to 
wander up and down her curvaceous form. "When the time comes, I'll show you 
how much fun you can have, doing something like that to a man." 

"I didn't think people did things like that to members of the opposite sex." 

"It's a lot more fun with people of the opposite sex," Barney assured her. 
"You have a lot to learn, Kim. Like I said, men do it to women, and women 
also do it to men." 

"What are you talking about?" Kim asked, curious now rather than afraid. Her 
youth, her innocence, and her naivete made the man lust after her more than 
ever. 

"Honey, I'm talking about cocksucking," he explained. "There'll come a time 
in the future when you're going to learn to take my cock in that lovely 
mouth of yours and suck on it like a piece of sugar cane until you get all 
the juice out." 

"That sounds awful," Kim said, shuddering. "I don't think I'd ever do a 
thing like that."" 

"Calm down, take it easy, relax," the man whispered, soothing the lovely 
girl, running his palm up and down her shoulder. "Much as I'd like to try 
it, we can't do everything in one night. I mean, tonight we make a woman of 
you." 

"Will it hurt?" Kim asked, anxious. 

"Aaaaah, just a little sting the first time," he replied. "But after that, 
it's pure bliss all the way." 

"Okay," she finally agreed, taking a deep breath and letting it out. "Go 
ahead." 

"We'll do it together, Kim honey, I mean, it's so much fun if we make this a 
joint venture. You'll see." 

She lay back on the sofa, feeling the wetness of her oils on the cushions, 
automatically thinking about the pleasure his tongue had given her. He was 
telling her his cock-yes, she would call it a cock-would give her just as 
much bliss, if not more, than his tongue. 

The man's tall, solid body loomed over that of her softly quivering form as 
he took one of her heatedly anxious hands and guided it to the solidity of 
his rampant prong. Kim was already aware of the burning length of it along 
her full thigh. She was surprised it gave off so much heat. 

"I want you to feel it with your hand before I put it into your cunt, 
honey," Barney told her. 

Looking into the man's eyes, still fearful of looking down and seeing the 
rigid member, she reached down with her hand and felt the burning staff with 
her fingertips. Her hand jumped for a moment, then she slowly let it return 
to the penile length. Her fingers began curving ever-so-carefully around the 
throbbing staff. They remained that way for a moment, then tentatively began 
squeezing, feeling the shaking phallic wand almost leap from her hand 
because it twitched so strongly. There was a power in that cock, and not 
familiar with it, Kim was slightly afraid of it. 

"It feels so ... strange," she whispered. 

"Just ease it into you, honey," the man told her. "It'll be better if you do 
it." 

Taking a deep breath, the lovely girl forced herself to spread her thighs 
that much wider as the man came closer. She pushed the head of his 
flesh-stick into her with almost violent force, shoving the thick, weighty 
log through the mink-like fur of her pelvic forest. The sodden labia of her 
soaking cunt seemed to open her for just a brief moment to surround the 
helmet-like head of his seething cock, closing ever-so-tightly around its 
dome, as if trying to suck that much more deeply into her. The vaginal 
interior, narrow and untrammeled, now, for the first time, felt its walls 
being split apart making a pathway for the huge juggernaut as the drill 
began tunneling its way forward into the never-before-reached chasm of Kim's 
sucking pussy. 

The mighty phallic length continued sliding into her until it was suddenly 
stopped by what felt like an impenetrable barrier of what should have been 
highly elastic membrane. The helmet of his broad cock felt how solid and 
unyielding the strip of flesh was, and he realized this was going to be no 
easy hymen to sunder. 

"Kim," he whispered, feeling the taut heat of her spongy walls clutching the 
first three inches of his huge penis. "I'm going to need some help from you, 
honey. If you help, it'll be easier, and the pleasure will come that much 
faster. Each time I power my cock forward, I want you to raise your hips and 
counter. We'll have that useless cherry of yours popped in no time flat. 
Remember now, the faster we break it, the less pain there'll be. So get 
ready, because here we go." 

Allowing the smooth solidity of his glans to sense the strip of hymeaneal 
tissue one more time, he slowly withdrew his cock, braced his hips, then 
slammed the mighty battering ram forward for the initial attack against the 
solid piece of membrane. Kim yelped, startled more than hurt the first time, 
though there was no question about there being pain as the tough wall of her 
maidenhead refused to surrender. 

The man drew his throbbing cock way back until only the head was lodged 
inside her seething quim, then slammed forward, only to feel his mighty cock 
bounce off her hymen once again ... and again ... and again ... and again! 

"Barney!" the lovely girl screamed, feeling tormented anguish flooding into 
the tender center of her sore pussy as white-hot agony began slicing into 
her. 

His plunging cock was some kind of overpowering irresistible force 
continually slamming into the lovely girl's so-called immovable object, 
applying constant powering and unrelenting pressure against what ought to 
have been a fragile piece of tissue. But the membrane remained adamant in 
its absolute resistance, and sheer agony prevented the lovely girl from 
responding to his driving thrusts. By not launching her own loins firmly 
against his-thereby bringing about the downfall of her virginity, she was 
prolonging the pain. Her entire body was covered with a sheet of heavy 
perspiration and her breathing was uncontrollably ragged as she gasped and 
wept. 

Barney was concentrating heavily on what he was doing at that moment, 
totally ignoring the beautiful girl's pleas and cries, slamming the solid 
javelin of his seething cock into her narrow tunnel over and over, 
continually trying for more depth, beating again and again at the 
membraneous barrier as his weighty scrotum launched itself against her 
perineum like the weight of a wrecking crane. 

Through the anguish and the agony Kim abruptly felt his pistoning penis 
suddenly shove its way just the littlest bit deeper, making her hymen 
stretch. Oh God! 

Barney slammed into her again and this time the membrane stretched a little 
bit more. But with the stretching there came a renewal of the agonizing 
pain. The torment had gone far beyond the level of tolerance, and Kim 
wondered why she had to endure all this. Why wasn't she at least able to 
faint? The agony was a horror beyond belief, as it continued cutting through 
her womb right up into her aching belly. Still Barney continued powering his 
massive phallus into her feminine tightness, moving as if no longer able to 
in any way control himself. 

"Fuck back!" he grunted. "Come on, baby, use those lovely legs of yours, 
lift those hips, raise your ass. The faster you start doing it, the sooner 
all this'll be over and done with and the good feeling will start." 

Kim realized she had to do it. She had to do it or die right there on the 
living room sofa. In the mirror she was able to see the tensing of Barney's 
asscheeks as the crack between them suddenly became an invisible line, 
completely hiding the prune-like wrinkle of his asshole as he once again 
prepared to slam himself into her seething depths. She was able to see her 
own parted thighs to some extent with part of his driving pole withdrawn, 
ready to once again probe into her and bury itself full length. Through the 
pain, she felt sudden arousal at the sight of his organ inside her. She 
didn't know why, but she decided she had to have that enormous piece of 
solid masculine sausage crammed all the way inside her. Now that she had 
begun this, it had to be finished right. She noted the man was pushing 
forward again, and this time she tightened her own thighs, lifting her 
youthful body to meet his. Her vaginal membrane stretched just the littlest 
bit more, this time to its limit as his white-hot spear lanced that much 
more deeply into her, weakening the tissue blockage that was preventing the 
pair of them from enjoying what they were feeling. Now the pair of them 
worked in tandem, jointly laboring to rend the resisting door of her 
maidenhood. 

I le hauled his ass so far back, all that was left in her tortured feminine 
tunnel was his penile head. Then he slammed forward as hard as he was able, 
moving with the speed of lightning, and with the force of a locomotive. His 
solid flesh turret of hardened cock sliced cleanly through the beautiful 
girl's hymen, and as he pushed his penis deeper, the membrane tore apart. 

"Aaaaaiiiiggggeeeee" Kim gasped, all but bellowing, her voice suddenly 
changing from that of a helpless young girl to that of an agonized woman as 
her face blanched. Pain etched itself into her stunningly beautiful face for 
just an instant, and only for that instant did she appear old. Hot tears 
fell from both her eyes in heavy floods as if in sorrow at the loss of her 
agonized virginity. 

The mighty thundering cylinder of weighty penis roared into the vast 
emptiness of her virginal vagina, moving like a stiff and burning poker, 
wedging the walls of her previously unused cunt wider and wider apart, 
ramming deeper and deeper until total penetration had been achieved. Kim 
felt as if a Concorde Jet had blasted its way through her helpless young 
body and would shoot so far through her it would come out her throat. 

With the solid mass of masculine gristle plugging it so thoroughly, the 
walls of her achingly hot and dripping vagina had no choice but to expand 
that much more, creating more space for the rigidly solid muscle now so 
completely impaling her. She instinctively tightened her pussy, the inner 
muscles like rings of cord as she applied a crushing grip on his masculine 
lance, overwhelming and firmly gripping it in the flaming depths of her 
knotted center, determined to wreak havoc and revenge on the organ for all 
the pain and suffering it had caused her. Her buttocks continued bouncing 
uncontrollably against the soaked sofa cushions as if trying hard to let the 
man know her roiling core was about to utterly devour his penile machine. 

Their torsoes began slamming solidly against each other as shock followed 
shock, each wet stomach smacking against the perspiration-soaked belly of 
the other, crashing against one another with the fierceness of wildly 
fucking bunny rabbits. The pressure between their bellies would have 
equalled anything generated by a drill press. 

Kim discovered the agony was slowly but surely beginning to fade, and a new, 
delightful feeling was starting to invade her quivering torso as his driving 
penis remained soaked in the thick slipperiness of their joint lascivity 
combined with the few drops of blood released by the shredding of her hymen. 

With the passage of minutes, Kim felt more and more delight flooding her 
aching body. Soon the pain had all but totally disappeared. What little 
there was left seemed to enhance the pleasurable sensations that much more. 
Her arms clung tightly to Barney, her palms pressing against the man's 
shoulder blades as their mouths clashed together like symbolic cymbals. 

"Ohhhhhhhh ... hhhh hhhhaaaa aannnnnhhhhh ... yyeeeess ssssssss ... ," Kim 
hissed, her mouth still sutured to that of the man. "Fuck me fuck me good 
... ooohhbh ... keep on fucking meeee ... aaaannnnhh ... yesss ... fuck meee 
... fuck ... fffuuuccckkk ... luck harrrrderrrr ... fuck meee!" 

Then her second orgasm of the night hit her, a second wonderful culmination, 
and this one, as if attempting to make up for the pain she had been feeling, 
was seemingly twice as intense as her initial climax. She screamed a long, 
loud, "AAAARRRRGGGGGH IIIIIIIIIHI!" as she climaxed, thrilling to the way he 
fed ever last fraction of his throbbing cock to her. The rubbery point of 
his piercing penis rubbed above the neck of her womb as it slammed against 
the backwall of her cunt, triggering some additional unknown source of 
pleasure within her, reaching farther and deeper, creating greater thrills 
than she had ever believed possible. 

"Uuuurrrrgggghhh ... hhhhuunn nngggghh lift...." he grunted, slamming his 
hairy thighs solidly against her tender limbs, his wiry pelvis grinding into 
her down-covered pubis as flesh continued kissing flesh. 

"OOONNNNGGGHHH!" Kim cried out, feeling that final ultimate glory of 
sensational excitement tremble through her. 

Her aching vagina slammed itself solidly against his tight testicles, 
responding in multiple waves of wonderful climactic thrills as pleasure 
continued rumbling through her helpless body with overpowering totality. She 
was aware of every part of her inner being swept up in the cadence of this 
maddeningly insane fuck. 

Kim was cognizant of Barney's hard cock enlarging within her feminine 
confines, swelling to even greater thickness than before, and then, as the 
man bellowed, "VYUYYAAAAAAKR RRRRGGGG HHHHAA AA-NNNNGG GGlillHH!" she was 
aware of a geyser of thick, heavy hot spray jetting through her interior, 
enthralling her with its liquid squishiness. Even with his solid hose buried 
far inside her, Kim smelled the rich scent of his masculine sperm as it 
washed through her cunt, and she clutched Barney all the more tightly to 
her, kissing his face, biting his lips, sucking his tongue as the heated 
white flow continued pulsing erratically through her. It made her writhe all 
the more sensuously as she felt a series of thrills that seemed 
never-ending. 

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she gasped, clinging to him. It felt so wonderful! 

Then he collapsed on top of her, spreading his strong form over her naked 
female body. As far as Kim was concerned, it was the best thing to ever 
happen to her. She was glad she had let Barney talk her into this. She 
wondered if anything would ever feel this good again. 

Then she fell asleep. 

That was how her parents found them when they walked into the house, hours 
later. That was also when it was decided a hasty marriage would take place. 

* * * 

So now Kim was Mrs. Barney Werner, and she was thrilled at the thought of 
it. Now Barney would be able to give her countless days and nights of what 
he had given her that first time-without pain. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

If Inure was one person not exactly thrilled by this marriage, it was Barney 
Werner. Hell! He was an up-and-coming young accountant, and he had one 
helluva lot of wild oats to sow. So what if Kim was the most delectable 
morsel he had ever found! He wanted to sample a lot more cunt before 
settling down fifteen years from now-if at all. Hut because she had so 
drained him, Kim had been the cause of Barney's falling asleep with the 
lovely girl, and as a result he was saddled with her. 

Well, hell! He still intended sowing wild oats. 

To begin with, they had no time for a honeymoon. Being low man on the totem 
pole at his accounting office meant he had to do all the fetching and 
carrying, as well as making sure mistakes made by other accountants didn't 
pass his scrutiny. True, he was earning a lousy salary right now, but in a 
few years he'd be right on top. But after work, the one thing he didn't want 
was to have to come home immediately and see Kim's smiling face and try 
telling her about his day. What he did want to do was go out with some of 
the guys, have some beers, pick up some strange ass, and fuck it. 

To begin with, she would have to learn that on the honeymoon night he was 
the boss. Another thing-since school was still a few weeks off for her, he 
wanted her in the house. Shit! it was okay for him to fuck around on the 
outside, but he didn't want her doing that. He'd fix that when the time 
came. Right now, the party was over, and he and Kim were ensconced in their 
little apartment where they had gone directly after the party. I le was glad 
she had danced her feet off. It would keep her from running too quickly when 
he made her aware of her wifely responsibilities. 

"Aren't you going to take a shower?" Kim was asking, emerging from the 
bathroom, toweling herself dry. 

"Hey, I just took a shower before the wedding," Barney replied. "I'm not in 
the mood for another one, right now." 

"Barney, now that we're married, don't you think you and I should try our 
best to please one another?" 

"Sure, Kim, sure. For starters, I think it's time you look a turn at 
pleasing me, considering how I pleased you the last time. Suppose we pick up 
where we left off when your parents interrupted us." 

"I think that'd be wonderful," Kim sighed, tossing the towel to one side and 
lying on the bed. "Come on and lick me down there again, honey." 

He walked to the side of the large double-bed, standing near the dresser to 
her left, and smiling down at her, he said, "I already did that, the last 
time. When I said we'll pick up where we left off, I mean we continue on. We 
don't repeat something we've already done. It's time for other things." 

"Like what?" 

"Remember you asked me if I liked licking that tasty little twat of yours?" 

"Yes," Kim nodded, smiling. 

"Also remember," he continued, now removing his own clothing, tossing 
everything sloppily onto the dresser, "that I told you I loved lapping that 
sweet powder puff of yours?" 

"Sure," Kim nodded, still smiling. 

"I also explained to you that women also loved doing the same thing for 
men?" 

"Come on, Barney, you know that's really a disgusting thing," Kim snorted. 

"Not really, Kim-baby. I told you, women really learn to love cocksucking, 
just as much as men enjoy cuntlapping. I think this is a good time for your 
first lesson in cocksucking." 

Kim sat up and shrank away from Barney, gasping, "Please ... not now!" She 
stared at the heavy, lengthy pole standing out from between his thighs. This 
was the first time she had taken a really good look at the organ that had 
penetrated her vagina. 

"Now!" he insisted. 

She was able to see the dark hairs covering his slender pelvis, and Kim 
shuddered at the way his penis was extending itself in her direction, 
stiffening solidly as if beckoning to her to come and wrap her mouth around 
it. In the dim light of the room's single lamp she was able to see the 
whiteness of the shank interwound with countless blue, bumpy looking veins. 
His large red glans was swelling, the hole in it enlarging and receding as 
if actually breathing. Even as she stared, she felt funny things happening 
to her, inside. 

"This is your lord, master, and ruler," Barney said to her, kneeling on the 
bed as she lay back, surrounding her hips with his own loins, pressing the 
leaking tip of his penis against her fuzz-covered pubis. She wondered if he 
had been kidding after all. Maybe he did intend to simply fuck her. 

He ran his weighty penis back and forth against her tender pelvis, parting 
the light hairs there, letting the oils from the tip drench her short, brown 
curls. The pressure caused wild, burning feelings of lusting torment to 
build inside Kim. She had been fucked and lapped only once, but now the 
sight and feel of her husband's penis had her on fire. The blistering 
stiffness of his organ pressed all the more firmly into her pelvis, making 
Kim groan for it. She wanted it buried in her steaming vagina more than 
ever. 

Please, she thought. Please, Barney, I'm your wife, not some tramp. I want 
you to fuck me. After nil, you married me, so noir fuck me. Let's both fuck 
to our heart's content. You wanted me enough before. Yon must still want me, 
now. Please, Barney, fuck me! 

The heavy phallic lance slapped against her tender body as the man slowly 
began crawling higher on her belly, letting its leaky knob press itself all 
the more firmly into her flat front and then move toward her breasts, 
smearing its seepage on her flesh. The spearing penis was aimed directly up 
the middle of her torso. With his knees pressing into the bed on both sides 
of her body, he rubbed his cock against her, making her feel his flaming 
penis rub between her beautiful mammaries. 

"Maybe I ought to make you squeeze those lovely mountains tightly together 
while I rub my prick back and forth between them. Eventually I'll shoot a 
load into your face, honey," he taunted with a huge sadistic smile. 

The enlarged, slimy penis was now nestled in the narrow valley between her 
boulder-sized breasts. 

Barney was staring at Kim's beautiful face, trying to see what kind of 
reaction he was stimulating in her. All he saw was some kind of anxiety. 

Kim wasn't still certain the man wanted her to suck on his penis, and she 
was desperately hoping he would think of something else. The feeling of his 
heavy cock resting between her perfectly shaped breasts was becoming more 
and more arousing. He was rolling the long, thick length of meat from one 
side to the other, allowing it to press against each nipple in turn. The 
nut-shaped points of her pink breast tips swelled and hardened even more, 
turning into inflamed lengths of flesh. The pressure of his penis made her 
lick her lips all the more, and Kim was aware of an even more delicious 
shudder dancing through her when she sensed the weight of his scrotum lying 
against the undercurves of her full breasts. The short, curly hairs on his 
pelvis and balls seemed like steel wool against her tender flesh, scratching 
her all the more as he let his meat roll and slide from one breast to the 
other. 

"You really dig it, don't you, Kim-baby," he smirked. "Good! I'm glad! It'll 
make everything that much easier. I can already smell the anxiety flooding 
from your hot little cunt." 

I le began sliding his penis even higher now, pushing the length of his 
weighty staff through the vale between her breasts until its rubbery point 
was pressing against the underside of her chin. She turned her head from 
side to side, feeling his oil smear themselves on her jaw as well as her 
chin while his testicles were rubbing the upper parts of her breasts and her 
nipples were all but cutting into his hairy buttocks. 

"Come on, Kim," Barney urged. "I want you to open those delightfully soft 
lips and welcome my cock into your pretty little mouth. Deep down you're 
like any other woman and you have an urge to suck." 

Kim's eyes were now wide open with terror. She clamped her lips very tightly 
shut. She was certain her new husband wasn't serious. He didn't mean it! How 
would any man actually try to make a woman suck on his penis'." 

Leaning forward a little, his weight pressing down on the palms of his 
hands, Barney slid the littlest bit forward holding his waggling phallic 
length directly over his young bride's tightly clamped-together lips. She 
felt it bumping against her mouth, well aware of the sensation of smearing 
seminal lubrication washing across her lips. 

"Open wide, Kim-baby," the man insisted, grinning. "Believe me, once you try 
cocksucking, you're going to love it. Hell! I've been right about 
everything, so far. You didn't want to fuck until I insisted, and now you 
have a pussy that's hotter than a firecracker on the (forth of July. So just 
open that sweet little mouth of yours and let me probe inside with my cock. 
I mean, if you don't do it willingly, I'm going to have to force it in, and 
then instead of allowing you to suck me off, I'll have to fuck your mouth, 
and that's one thing you definitely will not like." 

Kim's nostrils flared widely at the heavy scent coming from her husband's 
crotch. The odor was a mixture of a soap he had used earlier in the evening 
and his flaming cock. 

"Open that goddamn mouth of yours, honey!" he snapped, becoming more and 
more impatient. 

Kim shook her head vehemently from side to side, doing her best to focus her 
eyes on his firm, masculine body above rather than on the bouncing cock he 
was attempting to shove into her mouth. But his weighty penis kept sliding 
from side to side, continually blocking her vision. She was well aware of 
his testicles bouncing against her throat and chin, and though she didn't 
want to admit anything to herself, the strong scent was arousing her that 
much more, getting her even hotter. Nevertheless her mouth remained tightly 
closed. There were some things she had no intention of doing. Married or 
not, her husband might just as well learn he was able to push her just so 
far. 

But Barney Werner was definitely not in the mood to "learn." On the 
contrary, he felt it was time for him to "teach" again. With a nasty smile 
on his widely leering face, he continued rubbing his weighty penis against 
the lovely girl's lips directly beneath her nose. Damn him! She was getting 
dizzy! She had to breathe! 

She tried turning her head to the side, but her husband pressed a palm 
flatly against her forehead, preventing her from turning her head, and then 
he pinched her nostrils together with his fingers, purposely smearing his 
seepage across her lips and nostrils. 

"Suck it!" he snapped at her. 

Kim wanted to shake her head negatively, but the pressure of his palm on her 
forehead prevented her from doing so. Instead she made a throaty kind of 
sound from behind closed lips. 

Now, for the first time, she began wondering just what kind of man she had 
married. Kim had thought of Barney as kind, patient, and decent, a loving 
and gentle kind of man as he had been that first time. Instead, he had 
turned into an unspeakable ogre, attempting to force her to do horribly 
outrageous things. She wasn't twenty years old yet, and she discovered she 
had suddenly saddled herself with a viciously overpowering bully with whom 
she might have to spend the rest of her life. 

Her brain was starting to get foggy. She needed to breathe, but the man had 
no intention of letting her breathe through her nose. She had no choice. She 
had to open her mouth if she was going to breathe. She tried letting air 
slip between her tightly closed lips, but all she was able to do was smell 
and taste the strong, musky odor coming from his crotch. 

Barney was still smearing her lips with his throbbing penis, rubbing his 
oils all over her mouth and nostrils, and it was beginning to get to her. In 
spite of not wanting to suck the monstrous pole, the scent of him made her 
mouth water. The odors emanating from him were not in the least disgusting, 
but actually arousing. She was aware of mounting palpitations in the depths 
of her vagina. She was starting to cream inside, and she was creaming 
heavily. 

"Come on, you self-righteous bitch!" he snapped at her, all but screaming, 
his voice sounding more venomous than ever. "You know damn well you want to 
suck this dong of mine, so why don't you just open that sweet little mouth 
of yours and let me slide the old steampole right in." 

"No!" she responded, her teeth still tightly clenched. "I won't ... Barney 
... don't do this horrible thing ... please....don't ... don't...."and she 
was aware of the drubbing rubbery point being pressed between her soft lips, 
rubbing against the hardness of her teeth. But that was as far as his spongy 
cockhead was able to move, its dripping secretions coating her teeth. 

"Open your goddamn fucking mouth, Kim baby!' he all but roared at her in 
their bedroom as he rammed against the barrier of her teeth. "You just try 
it once, baby, and I promise you, you're gonna love it so much, just as much 
as I loved eating out your cunt, that you're gonna beg me for cockmeat for 
breakfast, lunch, and supper, you'll see." 

"Never!" she shouted, foolishly opening her mouth. 

Now she was very definitely able to taste his cock, the head having a 
slightly gamy flavor. Her tongue snapped out without her being able to 
control it and ran across the smooth, rubbery, minaret-shaped tip. The heady 
flavor of his sex made her drool even more. There was a flooding, a sizzling 
flooding between her thighs, and it had turned into a full-fledged monsoon 
that totally overpowered her. He released her nose, allowing her to smell 
more of his maleness, and without her wanting it to happen, her lips ovaled 
themselves around the throbbing penis. Her tongue flicked up and down along 
the underside, immediately noting the differences in textures of the 
different types of flesh making up his penis. She was also aware of the 
heavy vibration as well as the swelling and shriveling penile point, as if 
the head had an existence separate from the rest of his penis. 

This was insane-totally maddening, yet she suddenly realized she had an 
overpowering urge to find out what it was like to pull more of the hard 
length of flesh and muscle into her sucking mouth. Without wanting to do so, 
she opened her teeth a little wider, permitting her tongue to provide the 
sliding board for his cock as it rode effortlessly into her mouth, right to 
the back of her throat. The thick head pressed against the softness of her 
palate back there, making her gag. 

"Thatta girl!" Barney laughed out loud, and balancing himself on his knees, 
he leaned forward so he would be able to pound his seething member in and 
out of her mouth as she oiled the heavy glans with a foam created from her 
saliva. Her tongue found itself thrilling to the wonder of the sleek 
solidity of the underside of his solidly aching cock. The different feel and 
delightfully unusual taste sent wild sensations charging all the way through 
her. There was a maddening, uncontrollable primitiveness that surged through 
her aching body. 

"Suck it all, baby!" the man sang out happily, jamming his throbbing 
joystick in and out of her mouth with rapid strokes. "Eat all of it, baby, 
all of it." 

She ate all of it! 

Her mouth was crammed full to overflowing with cock, and in spite of the 
tremendous arousal she was feeling, she discovered herself coughing and 
gagging at one point when he began cramming the tip into her gullet. 

"Keep sucking," Barney insisted. 

Kim had no idea precisely what it was she should do. But having been forced 
into doing this, she knew the only way out was to finish it, and so she had 
to somehow or other do her best. She found herself pressing her lips tightly 
around the seething staff while her tongue continued sliding back and forth 
along the underpart of his heavy shaft. Her throat was beginning to 
constrict around his swollen glans, sucking insanely on the helmeted flesh. 
She was aware of her saliva falling from her mouth, dribbling down the sides 
of her cheeks, but she didn't care. She suddenly found herself caught up in 
the whirlwind of sucking her husband's rigid penis. 

Barney was bent all the way forward, all but actually sitting on the 
beautiful girl's delightfully lovely face, his scrotum whacking noisily 
against the underside of her chin as his cock foraged deeper and deeper down 
her throat feeling her gullet slowly opening without her choking, now. 

All Kim was able to see was Barney's hairy pelvis as her hands reached up to 
support him by gripping his buttocks. It was as if her whole world had 
suddenly become a man's groin and she was in the center of it. She was 
trapped in the middle of masculine lascivity for the rest of her life, and 
in spite of the rough way he had treated her, Kim discovered herself 
enjoying it. Even more intriguing was the fact that his rock-hard penis, 
digging into her gullet, was touching nerve-endings that were titillating 
her, building her to a higher and higher peak of arousal. 

Her hungry mouth continued slurping up and down along the throbbing length 
of his thrusting penile pole. Her tongue wound and unwound from around the 
weighty pole. Now and again she was able to feel the tiny eye-like hole in 
the phallic head pressing against her palate. 

Kim knew now that she was almost as thrilled as her husband, for as he 
continued fucking her throat, he kept on rubbing his spongy cockhead against 
the network of nerve-endings, and she discovered that she was building 
toward an orgasm without having anyone touch her vagina. It seemed too good 
to be true. Her lower torso was bouncing all over the bed, her slender 
thighs trying hard to rub themselves together in order to build sensation 
between them, as well. Boiling oil continually re-lubricated her seething 
inner vaginal tunnel, and she had the strangest wish to feel a penis 
plugging it while she continued sucking on her husband's. 

She sucked more strongly now, more adamantly, demanding the inplunging penis 
give her a greater thrill, wishing more than ever for a second one to fill 
her vagina at the same time. A river of saliva was heavily pouring from her 
mouth down the sides of her face and chin. 

Kim paid no attention to the drool. Nor did she notice the heavy way her 
husband was perspiring. Large, weighty raindrops of sweat were running along 
his inner thighs, dripping from the crack between his asscheeks, running 
down his hairy scrotum and falling all along her face and throat. 

He was slamming his working tool in and out of her hungry mouth like a wild 
ramrod, the solid meat scrubbing against her extended tongue as it 
continuously made its way to the rear of her throat. He shuddered, enjoying 
the wonderful feel of the slight, sensitive edges of her teeth scraping his 
penile javelin. He also enjoyed the pressure of it rubbing against her lips. 

His thighs pressed very tightly around her cheeks as he continued dancing 
wildly, bouncing up and down, actually hurling his cock into her gullet as 
if it were a long spike. Then he was withdrawing it to where her lips once 
again caressed the bulbous shape of his seething glans, and he would once 
again nail it right back down her esophagus. 

Kim found herself sucking hungrily now, thrilling to the rich, meaty taste 
of his organ, not able to get enough cock, wanting more. She discovered her 
head was in the clouds, and she concentrated on compressing her soft lips 
all the more tightly around the bole in order to create greater thrills for 
the both of them. 

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" he urged. 

Now she was able to understand how he had been able to enjoy lapping her 
pussy. She ached to swallow more of his cock, wanting to ingest him, balls 
and all, but there just wasn't any room for his scrotum, no matter how hard 
she tried. What she was still unable to understand was the mounting thrill 
in her gullet. She was on the verge of orgasm at this point, and she didn't 
know why. Soon she didn't care. All that mattered was getting there. She got 
there. GGGGGG-HHRR RRGGGG MMMMPHH HHHHAA AAHH-HK RRGGGG. 

She gagged out her orgasm, bucking and thrashing, moving so wildly he had to 
grip the headboard to keep her from throwing him off. 

"My God!" she heard him yell. "You came, sucking my cock! That's the sign of 
a truly great cocksucker. Uuuuuu nnnnnnhhhh! This feels so fantastic! Just 
keep it up, honey ... don't stop ... suck ... suck ... I'm almost there. Oh 
you are fantastic, Kim-baby!" 

His entire body was shuddering as he stiffened. Kim was well aware of his 
slamming penile prod expanding even more, becoming thicker. She remembered 
when it had happened that other night it was a prelude to his emptying his 
balls and his prostate into her, .and it would be no different now. His 
moving penile length suddenly blasted a load of burning white sauce all the 
way down her pharynx. 

For a single short instant, Kim thought this interruption of her own orgasm 
would make her sick. She wanted to tear her head away to avoid the creamy 
flow, but even as the thought entered her mind, she felt the heavy liquid 
going down her gullet into her belly, leaving her with a warm feeling of 
security. She realized she was sucking more avidly than a calf at its 
mother's udder. 

"YYYYYYAA AARRRR GGGGHHH HHHAA AAAAIIIIIIYYYY YYAA AANNNNNNGG GGHH-HH!" he 
bellowed. "Drink it all down, baby, suck, you wonderful bitch, suck!" 

Kim didn't bother trying to think up some kind of reply. Even if she had one 
she wouldn't have been able to express it. Her mouth was crammed full of his 
masculinity, though she was already beginning to detect a softness. 

"Don't let a drop escape," Barney warned her, but there was no need for him 
to have said anything. Even as the lovely light-brown haired girl finished 
draining him of all his sperm, she withdrew his shrunken flesh hose, and 
without being told, licked him up and down, making certain his cock was 
washed clean. 

Barney rolled off her and said, "See, wasn't that great?" 

"It was all right," she admitted. "But don't you think you ought to do 
something for me down here?" she said, cupping her vagina. "My ... cunt is 
aching for satisfaction, too." 

"Another time," he yawned. "I'm only good for one climax a night, baby." 

"Well then, use your mouth!" Kim snapped. 

"Go to bed," Barney told her, yawning again. "Tomorrow's another day. We'll 
do something in the morning." 

Kim turned off the light and got into bed, realizing Barney was already 
asleep. But by heaven she'd get him to fuck her tomorrow, before he went to 
work. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

The following day, Kim was in for a rude disappointment. She discovered that 
her new husband was not quite as potent as he had led her to believe. He 
needed a three-day rest between climaxes, and though she was raring to go 
that morning, he walked out without so much as a backward glance. But Kim 
had made another discovery. When Barney had left, he had taken all her 
clothing with him in the trunk of his car. She was totally naked, virtually 
trapped in the house. 

Picking up the phone, she called her mother, but her mother, without waiting 
to hear what her problem was, told her now that she was married, Kim would 
have to solve her own problems since it wasn't right for a parent to come 
between husband and wife. Kim heard her father echoing the same sentiments. 

Kim would have phoned her sister, but the older girl had taken a plane back 
to Philadelphia, and there was nothing her sister would be able to do for 
her. So for the rest of the day, Kim found she had to remain locked in her 
apartment. Actually, it was the downstairs of a two-family house, with three 
rooms in it, and far more pleasant than an apartment in a building. The 
problem was, her landlord, who lived above her, worked all day, leaving for 
work before her husband, and returning after. So she wasn't able to appeal 
there for help, either. She didn't have the nerve to walk outside with just 
a bath towel wrapped around her. Kim discovered she was a captive in her own 
home. Barney had apparently done some shopping before they had moved in, 
because there was enough food to last the two of them a week. But she didn't 
like the idea of being a captive wife. 

* * * 

Barney, meanwhile, was sulking. He had no desire to go home once the day's 
work was done. He ached to go out and have some beers with the boys. The 
trouble was, he had no money. It suddenly occurred to him he might be able 
to get some money and get out of this predicament he was in, as well. If he 
was able to prove Kim was an unfaithful wife, he's be able to get a divorce 
and he wouldn't have to pay any alimony. 

It was five o'clock, and he and a few of the other accountants were going 
down to the nearby watering shed and talk over a few beers. Since Barney had 
no money of his own, he decided to broach two of the others who worked with 
him with his idea. Neither had been at the wedding, and Kim didn't know 
them. 

The three took a small booth at the back of the crowded bar, the other two 
men teasing Barney about his getting trapped into marriage so easily. 

"Yeah, well with your help, I'm gonna get untrapped," Barney told him, and 
he took out a photo of his wife. "What'd you guys give to bang something 
like this?" 

The two men looked at the photo and whistled, and both agreed Kim was really 
worth screwing. 

Barney proceeded to explain how turned-on his wife got when raped, and then 
said, "All I want is for you guys to pretend you're robbing the house, rape 
my wife, and take pictures while she's really enjoying it. You can both 
screw her as many times as you want, but only if you leave me fifty bucks. I 
mean, you have to admit, Kim is one helluva good-looking woman." 

Two other' two men looked at one another, then looked at Barney, and one of 
them, a sandy-haired kid named George, with lots of freckles and a head that 
slanted back like a roof, said, "Under normal circumstances we'd be glad to 
give fifty bucks to lay a chick like this. But let's face it, Barney, she 
isn't gonna be willing. I mean, considering Al and I are doing this as a 
favor to you, I think we should get some kinda discount." 

"Hey, come on you guys, I need money," Barney told them. "I also want to be 
rid of the bitch. She's nice enough, but I'm not ready for the 
ball-and-chain bit. So come on, huh. Fifty bills and the lady's yours. I 
mean, if you guys aren't willing, I can always talk to Cheech and Kenny." 

Al, who was older than George, and considerably smarter, knew a good thing 
when he saw it. He was actually an accountant emeritus working off the books 
so he was able to collect social security. But he was still "one of the 
boys." He had been one of the boys all his life. 

"Come on, George," Al said. "The broad is worth fifty bucks. We're both good 
friends of Barney's, and if she's as hot as he says, when we take the 
pictures, it'll look like she seduced us." 

"Think so?" George asked. 

"Yeah," Al nodded. 

"Okay!" George agreed 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Kim wasn't the least bit hungry. She'd be double-damned if she would prepare 
food for a man who kept her locked up in their own apartment, taking all her 
clothing. 

After spending most of the day in front of the TV set, she decided, just to 
relieve the boredom, to grab a quick shower. But while she was in the 
shower, with the bathroom door open, she heard noises coming from the other 
room. Turning off the water, she wrapped herself in the lone terrycloth 
towel her husband had left her, and she walked into the bedroom. There, she 
saw two men looking through her dresser drawers. One was old, with white 
hair and a knobby hose, while the other had red hair and a bland face-the 
kind one might easily forget. 

"What are you doing here?" Kim asked, suddenly terrified. 

"She wants to know what we're doing here," the first one, the older, more 
grizzled one, laughed. "George, d'you think we should tell her just what it 
is we're doing here?" 

The older man had a lot of wrinkles on his face, and though he wasn't 
wealthy looking, he was certainly not shabbily dressed. Neither was the 
red-haired man. 

The younger one, the one called George, laughed right along with his older 
companion. He finally said, "Sure, Al, let's tell the lady why we're here." 

The red-headed man had a funny looking head. His face was a little pouchy, 
and if it had no wrinkles, it was still almost fat. Both men were 
clean-shaven, and oddly enough both looked relatively intelligent. She was 
unable to understand what these strangers were doing in her apartment. She 
was also unable to understand how they had gotten in, since if they had 
broken in, she would have heard some loud crash. 

"We're here to rob you, lady," the redhead told her. "Now you be a nice 
lady, just sit on the bed over there, and if Al and I find enough goodies, 
nothing'll happen to you. Naturally, if we don't find enough money or 
jewelry, we'll have to compensate for breaking in here some other way." 

Kim fought back the panic mounting inside her as she sat on the bed, 
watching the two men going through her dresser and chest of drawers. She had 
to try to reason with them somehow. There was nothing of any real value in 
the house. Her husband had deposited all the checks they had received as 
wedding gifts, and it would take a few days for the checks to clear at the 
bank. Her lower jaw opened, trembling, as if ready to say something. She 
looked at the older man, thinking he might be more reasonable. 

"Look," she finally said. "There's nothing of value here, mister. It might 
be a good idea if you get out before my husband comes home. He's due any 
second. He fights if he sees something he doesn't like, and the two of you 
might get really roughed up." 

"You hear that, George?" the older man laughed, his voice low-keyed and 
almost gravelly. "Her old man is gonna whomp the hell outta the two of us." 

"Well, I guess that means we can't take all the time we want to search the 
place," George said, also laughing. "Well, hell, if we can't take money, we 
gotta take something else." 

"What are you talking about?" Kim asked, clutching her towel all the more 
tightly around her. 

"We're talking about pussy," George said, smiling. 

Were these men crazy? Did they think she would allow them to simply have 
their way with her because they had walked into the house? The mere idea of 
becoming physically involved with either one of them all but nauseated her. 

But even as her mind rejected the idea, Al, the older, white-haired man, was 
reaching for her body, grabbing her monumental breasts through the 
terrycloth towel. His hands began to roughly knead and squeeze her 
mammaries. 

"Hey!" George called out, poking his head out of one of the closets. "Look 
what I found. A brand-new Polaroid camera, and loaded with film. Let's take 
pictures of each other fucking the broad. It'll give us something to enjoy 
later on." 

"You stop it!" Kim gasped. "Stop it and get the devil out of here right 
now." 

Al seemed more than a little surprised by her attempts to struggle. The leer 
on his wrinkled face turned to a frown as he snapped at her, "You shut 
y'-fuckin' mouth, lady!" 

"I'm not a willing party to this," she gasped. "I'll call the police and 
swear you both raped me." 

"I told you to shut up," Al snapped at her, then smacked her across the face 
with his open palm. 

Kim felt the hard blow rock her. The force of it threw her across the bed. 
Her mouth opened to scream, but long before she was able to do so, a hand 
clamped itself firmly over her lower face, cutting off all sound while 
another hand grabbed one of her arms and twisted it behind her back. Her 
eyes swelled and almost bugged out of her head as the filthy fingers pressed 
against her partly open lips. She was violently trembling with fear and 
revulsion. This was a nightmare. It was impossible to believe something like 
this was actually happening to her. She moaned against the hand firmly 
clamped against her mouth, feeling relatively soft skin except for a 
calloused middle finger rub against her lips. Just like Barney's hand, her 
mind mused even as terror ran rampant through her. The interior of her brain 
rang with screams she wanted to release. She struggled wildly but felt 
herself helplessly pinned. 

He had her arm twisted almost to where it would break, and pain shot through 
her shoulder. Kim thought she would faint from the agony. But there was 
something far worse than the pain she was feeling waiting for her. The 
younger man, the one with the red hair and the funny-looking head, was 
staring at her hungrily, slavering. The sight of him looking at her that way 
made the lovely girl struggle all the harder, but it was no use. She was 
unable to move. 

George stared at Kim, his blue eyes wide with lust as he took in the sight 
of her body as the towel she was wearing unwrapped and fell to the bed. Her 
clean white flesh stood out starkly, shining lusciously, and hunger for her 
got the better of the red-haired man. 

With George's help, Al all but tore the rest of the towel from the lovely 
girl's flailing body, throwing it under the bed. From what Barney had said, 
she was so modest, that no matter what fate awaited her, Kim wasn't the type 
to run naked into the streets. Now her luscious body was exposed to both 
their eyes. 

George took in the litheness of her full, short thighs, the tempting swells 
of her melon-shaped breasts, and he noticed the automatic thickening of her 
nipples as cool air caused blood to rush to them. 

"Get a look at that body," Al said, smirking. 

Kim stared from one man to the other, feeling greater terror fill her 
shuddering form as she realized how helpless she was in their grasp. 

"Who goes first?" George asked. 

"I'm older," Al told the red-haired man. "Naturally, age before beauty, 
though I'd hardly call you a beauty. You can take the pictures for now." 

Al took a clean handkerchief from his pocket and grabbed it by opposite 
corners, twisting it as he walked toward Kim. 

"God! Don't hurt me!" Kim begged as he leered at her. 

"No one's gonna hurt you," Al assured her, knotting her wrists tightly 
together with the long handkerchief, behind her back. "All we're gonna do is 
fuck you a little." 

"AW" Kim shrieked, and suddenly she felt him ramming cloth into her mouth 
and realized he had dropped his pants and undershorts and was gagging her 
with his undershorts. He pulled the towel from under the bed, tore a strip 
from it, and tied his undershorts in place around her mouth. 

He tossed her back on the bed and began removing his shirt and undershirt. 
The sight of his firm, wrinkled flesh terrified the helpless Kim. It was bad 
enough when her own husband had conned her into fucking, not to mention 
forcing her to fellate him, but having anything to do with these strange men 
was a horrifying ordeal at the very least. He was already hovering over her, 
his rigid penis standing well out in front Of him, a long, throbbing 
caduceus with a knobby tip that leaked the secret lubrication ... 
lubrication that would ease its passage into her tender body. 

Kim twisted her head from side to side, trying hard to pull away from the 
horrible older man. He pinched her cheek and smiled, saying, "Stop worrying, 
honey. I'm gonna make sure you get all of my hot cock. But if looking at it 
frightens you, we can fix that. After all, just feeling it should make you 
feel good." 

He gripped her hips, flipped her over on her belly, making her lie face-down 
on the bed. 

Kim felt all the wind "whoosh" out of her as the man hurled his weighty body 
on top of her. His grizzled cheek pressed itself scratchily against hers, 
and he even belched once, letting her smell beer. The foul odor made Kim 
even sicker. Then his hand gripped her by her lovely hair and shoved her 
beautiful face into the pillow beneath her while his knees strained until 
her full thighs were finally parted. 

His body slid between her tantalizing loins and the lovely brown-haired girl 
moaned, shuddering uncontrollably when she felt the hardness of his slimy 
phallus stickily touch the silken inner parts of her tender white thighs. He 
pushed the vile extension forward, and Kim, still lying face-down, realized 
his penis felt even longer than that of Barney. Granted it was a little on 
the thin side, but it was long. She was aware of it sliding into the 
manually parted valley between her lovely asscheeks, and she trembled even 
more. Kim began churning her buttocks, the only part of her capable of 
moving, doing her best to try to dis lodge the man's penis from between her 
trembling thighs. 

"Raise that ass, you sweet little bitch!" she heard Al order, as he, himself 
rolled off the bed and stood to the side. 

Kim pressed her full thighs tightly together, tautening her muscles in a 
helpless effort to resist as burning tears began pouring from her anguished 
eyes. 

Scream after scream was resounding in her brain, getting louder every time 
she felt a part of him touch her. She definitely would not listen to the 
man. She had to resist. 

Then there was the resounding pain burning through her as his flat hand fell 
solidly on her rounded buttocks-very hard. There was another smack, then 
another, and she felt her asscheeks burn with anguished agony. 

"That looks like fun," she heard George say. 

"You'll get your chance when I'm through with her," Al replied almost 
testily, staring at the other man. 

Kim felt the burning sting of torment flare through her asscheeks as they 
turned a brilliant carmine. Pain was followed by more pain as he continued 
beating the gluteal swells of her bum. Soon the hurt was so intense Kim 
realized she wasn't able to withstand it any longer. 

"Get that ass up here, kiddo, or I'll strip the outer layer of skin from 
it," she heard Al say. 

The agony was becoming so intense, she found herself unable to withstand it. 
Slowly she began raising her rear-end, putting all her weight on her knees. 

She was aware of his hands reaching under her and tugging her helpless 
thighs farther apart as he lifted her up even higher. Now she had all her 
weight balanced on her knees, her shoulders, and her face. She felt 
ridiculous with her buttocks propped up into the air this way. 

It was useless to fight any longer. She might just as well let them do as 
they wished and get it over with. Even if she fought them, they seemed 
determined to take advantage of her. She knew no one would hear her with the 
undershorts crammed into her mouth. God! The thought that this garment had 
touched the other man's intimate areas before being crammed down her throat 
all but made the lovely girl sick. She'd do as they said, if only to get 
them out and possibly keep them from killing her. 

Kim was aware of the man kneeing his way onto the bed, now. He was staring 
hungrily at her youthful pussy as well as her tiny little anal opening, and 
was even aware of him moving his head around lo look at the weighty breasts 
dangling beneath her. She knew by now that the man was inflamed with lust 
and would not be content until he had buried the full length of that skinny 
penis inside her narrow feminine vestibule. 

"Come on, come on, stop stalling," the red-headed one called George 
insisted. "Feed that cunt of hers your cock. She's just itching to feel it." 

It was obvious to Kim that the older man had no intention of being hurried 
by his younger companion. He was enjoying himself and intended concluding 
this his way. Her ears picked up the sound of his heavy breathing as his 
fingers poked and prodded, caressing her full asscheeks, fingering her tiny 
starred asshole, rubbing the pout of her leaking pussy, and tugging on her 
swollen nipples. 

Kim shuddered once again when she felt the length of his hard cock placed in 
the narrow crevice between her buttocks. His rough fingers were tugging and 
pinching the tender, soft, round, white cheeks of her lovely behind, yanking 
them wide apart, then squeezing them firmly together around the red knob of 
his throbbing cock. 

Each time the man tried tugging her asscheeks apart, she began to 
automatically tighten her ass muscles, doing her level best to resist. 
Nevertheless Al kept right on tugging, moving slowly, insistently, intent on 
forcing her to open her asscheeks by herself. Eventually his manipulating 
paid off as the muscles in her rear end slowly relaxed against her will. 
They spread wide apart for him as he lowered his face so he was able to 
stare directly at her lovely anal pucker, its wrinkled opening looking so 
tightly luscious in combination with the sparsley matted pussy, below. Kim 
quivered, feeling the man's hot breath washing over her pussylips as he 
stared at the rich coral of her inner tunnel, shoving George away when the 
latter would have peered in, as well. 

Little by little she was beginning to calm down. She was willing to accept 
the fact that there was nothing to keep the man from fucking her, but she 
didn't want to be hit by him again. She was completely unprepared for the 
slowness with which Al moved. What she had expected was to feel him ram his 
throbbing penis straight into her without waiting for her to get wet inside. 
She was actually astonished at the tenderness with which he was now treating 
her, and against her will she found her vagina leaking. 

There was something very strange about all this. If this was an actual rape, 
there was no reason for this man to behave this gently. It was all so crazy 
and terrifying, and she felt her shuddering body actually reacting not only 
with a kind of solace for not being whipped again, but she suddenly realized 
her traitorous body was responding against her will, reacting as if she 
actually wanted all this to happen. 

This was really ridiculous. Kim didn't want to have anything physical to do 
with either one of these men. Nevertheless, wild, animalistic thrills 
continued building higher and higher inside her as she felt his breath 
continue to touch her leaking vaginal lips, listening to him loudly inhale 
as he continually sniffed the clean, arousing fragrance of her vagina in all 
its lovely nakedness, slowly breathing in and breathing out the rich 
essences of her internal self. Little by little, against her will, she 
discovered she was allowing herself to be lulled into total relaxation. 

Then she was aware of a tickling wetness starting at the base of her spine. 
It began moving very slowly up the length of her spinal column, making her 
tremble and shudder all over again, but this time with enjoyment. Yes, she 
was actually enjoying it. 

AI was moving his wet and slithery tongue all the way up the length of her 
slender, clear back, moving it just a little bit at a time, causing the 
wildest, craziest, most insane shudders to travel the length of her back. 
Her entire body vibrated and tingled, and soon pleasure was uncontrollably 
seeping into her. It moved beyond the wrists knotted behind her back, moving 
higher and higher with his tongue touching the nape of her neck. Then he 
licked right back down again. 

When he stopped touching her with his tongue Kim realized she was anxiously 
waiting for everything to begin all over again. Why had the man stopped? She 
wanted to feel his tongue continue its movement. Her mind told her the whole 
idea was totally ridiculous. These were two men who had come to rob her, and 
finding nothing else of value were taking out their physical lusts on her 
helpless body. These were the kind of men with whom she wanted nothing to 
do. It was almost as if she weren't herself, but some other female. She was 
too upright to be touched by such vile men. 

But was she such an upright person? After all, she had disobeyed her parents 
and had allowed a man to take her virginity prior to marriage. She had been 
foolish enough to be caught and forced into marriage, though she had to 
admit it was a marriage she had wanted. Her husband had done such a good job 
of seduction, her body needed more and more loving, yet here she was, the 
day after her wedding, panting for sex and her husband unable to satisfy her 
so that her body was actually responding to these evil men. Why was she too 
good to be fucked by them? 

Her thinking was interrupted by the tingle of Al's tongue as it continued 
running along her body, now moving down to the inner part of her trembling 
left thigh, very, very slowly approaching the scented cave of her 
tantalizing cunt. Within, her juices had already started bubbling. Her mind 
told her she mustn't allow this and she tried hard to pull away from the 
man's licking tongue, but his arms held her firmly in place, then suddenly, 
just like that, she was aware of the hard, rolled-up stiffness of his wet 
tongue as it poked itself into the middle of her frothing feminine cavern. 

I lis tongue felt hot, wet, soft and slimy as it reamed around inside her 
tender vagina, licking here and there, slurping and pressing against the 
walls of her lubricious interior. His nose was pressing against her rounded 
buttocks as his tongue pushed in and out wildly, his head moving the 
littlest bit lower so that his outstretched tongue was able to reach her 
clitoris. 

Kim began making muffled sounds of pleasure, surrendering her boty totally 
to his mouth. Every bit of her trembling form was reacting to the wildly 
permeating thrills of delegability caused by the man's working tongue as it 
lunged into her cunt again and again. 

Unable to fight the man any longer, Kim tightly shut her mind to the 
horrifying thing happening to her, allowing her body to have its way in 
complete and utterly total surrender. Every bit of her vibrating quaking 
torso was reacting to the madly pervading savoriness of the tingling 
pleasure caused by the older man's weightily lapping lingual digit. His 
tongue stabbed itself into the oven of her hot cunt causing wild shudder to 
follow insane quiver through her trembling form. His tongue pulled itself 
out of her simmering vagina and moved through the crack between her global 
cheeks until it touched the dimple of her asshole. 

Kim knew the man was well aware of her enjoyment even as his tongue began 
lapping wildly at the little brown opening. The sensation was like a million 
little trickles of shuddering static shooting through the swells that were 
her buttocks each time he pushed his tongue into her rectal opening. 

Abruptly he stopped his hungrily moving tongue, then said aloud, "If I take 
the gag out of your mouth and untie your hands, are you gonna behave? I'll 
give you this one chance. Fight me, and I'll tie you so tight I'll cut off 
your circulation, and I'll gag you to the verge of smothering you." 

She was aware of George coming over to her and untying the strip of 
terrycloth from around her mouth. Then he tugged out the undershorts Al had 
crammed in, letting her breathe freely again. Then, as the hanky was untied 
from around her wrists, she gasped as Al jammed three fingers into the 
narrow tightness of her sucking cunt, churning them around and around. She 
was aware of her juices soaking his hand. 

Without realizing it, Kim had lost total control of herself, and she gasped 
out, "Ohhhhh ... yessssssss...." her head wildly whipping from side to side 
as she thrilled to the way the older man's driving fingers plunged into her. 

She was completely unaware of the red-haired George, now off to one side, 
taking pictures with the Polaroid camera of everything taking place. All 
that mattered to the lovely young woman was the way her inner channel clung 
tightly to the hard-driving fingers continually moving in and out of her 
sucking gully. The driving plunges into her body were becoming stronger and 
stronger as Al pushed his hand harder, wearing a broad smile on his face. 
She heard the high-pitched sound of her own voice pleading with the man, 
begging him not to stop. He had gotten her to the point where she was 
willing to do anything for them. What was more, the two men were aware of 
it. So was Kim. 

"Man, get a look at the way her lovely ass is churning," George gasped. "You 
really got her going good, Al." 

Kim continued bouncing up and down, her body out of control as she rammed 
her soft, yielding labia solidly against the driving fingers, sighing with 
unadulterated pleasure as the need her husband had built in her and had left 
unsatisfied came to the fore, working through every final synapse in her 
body. She was aware of her tight vaginal interior loosening just the 
littlest bit, opening as if trying to suck in the entire hand. She was on 
the verge of an orgasm now, and she, as well as the two men, were aware of 
it. 

"Oh no you don't, little girl!" Al snapped at her, yanking his sodden 
fingers from the watery channel between her plump thighs. 

She knew what he meant. He was going to fill her narrow womanly canal with 
the length and breadth of his hard and meaty cock. She wanted it! Oh God! 
She desperately wanted it. She wanted it so much she was almost able to 
taste it, and she smacked her lips just thinking about it. Yes, she Wanted 
to feel his burning, heavy seminal fluid flooding through her womanly 
center. 

Al was kneeling on the bed behind Kim now, massaging her asscheeks, then 
using his hand to guide the smooth dome of his throbbing cock to the heated 
entrance of her anxious vaginal opening. From the way the older man was 
moving Kim knew his balls were already swollen and aching to empty their 
contents inside her body. 

With seeking fingers, Al began rubbing the pinkness of her inner labia, 
making he seething entrance bubble all the more with her inner juices. Using 
a thumb and forefinger to keep her labia separated, he used his other hand 
to bring his knobby cock to her sodden muff-like center. The older man 
shoved-hard! His cock was long, but it was somewhat more slender than that 
of Barney, and though Kim's cunt had only been entered once before, it 
flowered open widely enough to accept this hew cock without pain. Al slid 
right in, feeling just the right amount of delicious resistance as her 
vaginal walls clung to the breadth of him. Her hot cunt fitted around his 
throbbing cock like a flaming security blanket, and the man's loud gasp 
matched Kim's as he was aware of her soft, watery walls slowly separating, 
like the Red Sea, to accept him. 

"Jeee-eeee-sussss!" he gasped out loud, shoving the entire slender length of 
his long prong ever deeper into the confining vortex of her hot cunt. That 
Barney had to he one stupid shmuck to want to get rid of something this 
fantastic! Shit! If he were married to someone like this, he might step out 
a little on the side now and again, but Christ! He would see to it she was 
flicked every day and every night. 

The jamming of the full length of Al's hard cock into her womanly core 
snapped Kim out of her mental funk for the moment. She suddenly realized 
just what was taking place. Two strange, indifferent men were in the process 
of taking advantage of her; raping her. Well, at least one was raping her 
while the other one was snapping pictures of the whole thing. This was the 
absolute lowest form of degradation in the world. 

Tears filled her beautiful brown eyes and she began loudly sobbing as the 
slender phallus continued pushing its way through her trembling body, 
ram-ming deeper and deeper into the frothing depths of her helpless vagina. 
He was going to fill her tiny sluice with the entire length of his cock. 

"What a fabulous cunt!" Al was gasping, talking to George. "Man! This has to 
be the tightest pussy I've ever bad wrapped around my cock. I've never 
fucked anything this tight, before." 

His loud declarations concerning the fabulous quality of Kim's taut vagina 
rang across the entire bedroom, making the helpless girl weep and wail all 
the more with unabated sorrow as her body once again automatically reacted 
to the wild driving of his strong pole into her squeezing pussy. The organ 
invaded her femininity ever deeper, plunging madly into her like a battering 
ram. Kim was once again struggling, but this time her struggles merely 
served to enhance the driving thrusts of Al into her body, thereby 
intensifying the man's own enjoyment of what was happening. It was almost as 
if the white-haired man enjoyed causing her the anguish mixed with maddening 
pleasure still continuing to fire through her shuddering body. It was a 
pleasure she didn't want, but it was a pleasure nevertheless. 

Kim was strongly aware of the movement of the slender cock, and she was also 
aware that it was starting to expand inside her. She wanted to shut her mind 
to what she was feeling, but she was unable to do so. The friction caused by 
the rubbing cock had its effect on her, and she suddenly discovered, against 
her will, she was climaxing. Wildly uncontrollable feelings continued 
blasting through her entire central nervous system. The knowledge that it 
was being caused by rape seemed to intensify the thrills, and she went out 
of her mind with delight. 

"AAAAIIIIIEEEEEYYYYYIIIIIII ... AAAAAAGGGGGG HHHH!" she shrieked as every 
final remnant of self-respect disappeared with her inundating orgasm. The 
sensation of inner degradation felt even worse when she experienced the 
sensation of losing great geysers of hot seminal flow in the inner center of 
her tormented vaginal container. 

"YYYYY AAAAA RRRRR GGGGG HHHHH AAAAANNN NNGGGGHHHH!" Al bellowed, his entire 
body churning as he moaned in the clutches of his own orgasm. 

It's over, she thought. Oh thank God, it's over! 

She was still balanced on her elbows, feeling the length of Al's hard and 
throbbing cock giving up its contents to her inner self when she looked up 
and saw George's one-eyed penis staring right back at her. The organ was 
approximately the same length and breadth as that of her new husband, and as 
it wavered before her horrified countenance, Kim understood just what it was 
the man wanted her to do, even before he said to his friend, "I'll let her 
suck my cock, Al. This way you can stay plugged into your end as long as you 
like." 

Without waiting for the older man's approval, George pinched Kim's nostrils, 
forcing her to open her mouth, and he jammed half the length of his mighty 
prick into her oral cavern. He smiled, well aware she was automatically 
responding by heartily sucking. He shoved his cock deeper, pushing the head 
into her gullet, and as a result her sinuses closed, making it impossible 
for her to breathe if she should try closing her mouth. His massive phallus 
rubbed her lips raw, scraping her tongue and palate as the head crammed 
itself into her esophagus. The heatedly soaking cave of her mouth 
automatically sucked on the full length of his meaty organ. Her tongue was 
instinctively pressing against the tasty underside as she continued sucking 
on the length of it in order to keep air flowing down her trachea. God! It 
was a big cock! 

He began hastily ramming his throbbing organ in and out of her sucking 
mouth, moving it back and forth with great rapidity the same way Al had 
moved his cock in hoc cunt. Al's cock was still plugged into her pussy, even 
though it was unquestionably softening now that it had unleased its initial 
load. 

"Come on, come on," George was saying to the helpless young woman. "Suck it 
like a nice girl and get all that tasty juice out of there. Let's go, kid! 
Suck!" 

All aflame at having seen the way Al had fucked the lovely young bride, 
George pounded his cock that much more quickly into Kim's gullet. Kim would 
have had another orgasm, an oral orgasm, had George fucked her helpless 
mouth just a little longer. But George was primed, and he-wasn't waiting for 
the lovely young girl. He threw his head back as he fired his seed down her 
throat, yelling, "YYYYIIIIAA AARR RRGGGG HHAA HHH!" 

Kim swallowed automatically, never even thinking about waiting for him to 
withdraw his throbbing penis so she might spit the stuff out. It tasted no 
different from Barney's sperm, though she had imagined it having a vile and 
bitter taste. 

What Kim wasn't aware of, was the fact that Al was taking pictures of her 
nursing on George's cock. By now, Al's cock was totally soft, and it 
"plopped" out of her cunt. Exhausted, Kim fell onto the bed and fainted 
while the two men smiled at one another. 

The pair of them hurriedly dressed, looking at the Polaroid shots they had 
taken. Each smiled his approval of the other's camera work as both quietly 
left, using the key Barney had given them. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Barney had the photos of his wife safely tucked in his pocket. But he wasn't 
content. She might actually get a judge to believe her about her being raped 
by two men. What Barney needed was to have his wife fucked by multitudes of 
other men. This way, no judge in the world would believe her story about her 
having been raped so many times. He knew Kim would say nothing to him when 
he came home. She was too terrified he might not believe her, and that he 
would make her young life even more miserable. What was more, when he saw to 
it she was raped in the future, he knew she would try hiding it from him, as 
well. When he finally produced the pictures and took her to court, the judge 
would ask why she hadn't told her husband, and the helpless girl would have 
no logical excuse for not telling him about the multiple rapes. He would get 
his divorce and be free to fuck around again, while building a nice 
retirement fund for himself. 

When he did get home, Kim was there, all naked as he had left her, lying 
under the covers of the bed, refusing to get up, claiming she wasn't feeling 
well. 

"Shit!" Barney snapped at her. "I'm hungry! I want my supper. Get that ass 
outta bed and start cooking. Hell! There's no reason for you not to feel 
well. This is a small apartment, so you can't have tired yourself out 
cleaning it. I took all your clothes, so there was no way for you to wear 
yourself out shopping. What the hell's the matter with you, anyway?" 

"It must be the after-effect of the wedding," Kim lied. 

"I don't feel any after-effect," Barney snapped, inwardly laughing. "Come 
on, honey, move your ass. Get it outta bed and start cooking." 

"I want you to leave me some clothing," Kim insisted. "I don't like being 
kept a prisoner in my own home." 

"Prisoner?" Barney asked. "What makes you think you're a prisoner. I just 
don't want you wandering around and meeting strange men until it's time for 
you to go back to college, dig? So you be quiet and cook for me, honey." 

"Barney, what's happened to you?" Kim wanted to know. "You used to be so 
kind, so considerate, so nice. You've turned into some kind of animal." 

"I'm just your plain, ordinary, everyday husband," he told her with a smile 
on his face. 

"You're being very cruel and you know it," Kim countered. 

"You look real sexy under that blanket," Barney smirked. "If I had the 
strength I'd raise a hard-on and fuck you. But it'll be another day or two 
before I'm ready. Now get out of bed and make me some supper." 

Kim leaped from the bed and ran to the bathroom, locking herself in. She 
showered, wiping the feeling of George and Al from her body, but she had to 
use a hand towel to dry herself off since the large terrycloth bath towel 
had been shredded. 

Emerging from the bathroom, her body still somewhat damp, she nakedly padded 
over to the small kitchenette, and inwardly seething about the way her new 
husband was treating her, she finally made supper for the both of them. 
Barney had to admit she had one fabulous body, and as he ate, he 
congratulated himself on keeping her naked. At least he'd enjoy looking at 
her until he dumped her. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

"Don'tcha see," Charlie was saying to Barney. "You have to make it look like 
your wife is screwing around with lotsa men (til the time if you're looking 
to dump her. Just you bringing one other guy to your house ain't gonna do 
the trick. Now if I take my buddy, Randy, the two of us can do one helluva 
bang-up job on the chick." 

Charlie was tall, very tall, and he was gaunt, almost like John Carradine. 
He had a mustache and a Van Dyke beard. The Randy to whom he was referring 
wasn't there at that particular moment. Charlie's hair was a very 
dark-brown, and he had a pointed nose. He wore dark glasses which made him 
look like a Mafia gangster, but in reality he was a handyman. At the moment 
he was wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. He was talking to Barney 
during lunch at the little tavern where Barney had convinced Al and George 
to fuck his wife the previous evening. Now he was talking to Charlie, trying 
to convince him to do the same thing. 

"I have a better idea," Barney said to Chralie. "We have an hour-and-a-half 
for lunch, and travel to and from my house is only a half hour. That'll give 
you almost an hour to screw Kim. It'll shock the hell outta her to see me 
bring you into the house, but she won't be able to stop me, and because 
she's totally naked, you don't have to worry about tearing clothes off her." 

"Then what?" Charlie asked. 

"She'll see you're fucking her with my approval, even if she doesn't dig the 
idea. So the next time you go there, with your pal Randy, she'll think both 
of you are there with my approval, and she'll just give in and let the two 
of you do what you want, even to the taking of pictures. Added to other 
pictures I have, that might just be enough to convince a judge to grant me a 
divorce without my having to pay alimony." 

Charlie shrugged. He had seen Kim's picture, and he had to admit she was a 
stunningly beautiful girl. Why a jerk like Barney was trying to shuck 
himself of her was something he was unable to figure. Hell! If the man 
wanted him to fuck her, well why not! 

"All right!" he said to Barney. "Let's go to your house. As to my fucking 
the chick, well maybe this time it might be a good idea if I slip the old 
cock to her. Granted she might not be crazy about you as an onlooker, but 
nevertheless, if she gets used to seeing you watching the two of us fuck, 
when I do come there with Randy, she won't be so embarrassed, and I'll be 
able to get into her that much easier. Still, I do have reservations." 

"Why? Don't you want to fuck her, now?" Barney asked. 

"I never screwed a man's wife with the man looking on," Charlie replied. 
"Still, if you'll fuck her after I do...." 

Barney, at the thought of fucking Kim with Charlie watching him, felt a 
lurching in his pants. His cock was going to become hard again. For the 
first time in a long time he was going to be able to raise an erection in 
less than seventy-two hours. Well, why not! After all, Kim was still his 
wife, if only for a little while. 

"Come on," Barney said to Charlie. "Let's go! The idea of each of us fucking 
her with the other watching is something I dig." 

Pervert! Charlie thought, and smiled as they left. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Barney's bringing Charlie to the house made Kim angry as hell, especially 
since he dragged her naked body out to be viewed by the bearded man. She 
knew immediately this was not normally the kind of man Barney would have for 
a friend, though he did introduce the man as Charlie, his buddy. Charlie was 
in his mid-thirties, much older than Barney, and he had a face as 
evil-looking as the Devil, himself. The man did have a lively pair of eyes 
once he took off his dark glasses, and those eyes were dancing all over her 
naked body, visually embracing her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable. 

"I thought the idea was to keep me from being seen by other men," Kim 
insisted. 

"Aaaaah, but Charlie's my buddy," Barney told her. "It's all right for him 
to look at you. I might even let him play with you a little. I mean, what 
are friends for?" 

"You wouldn't!" Kim gasped, then jumped as she realized Charlie had sneaked 
up behind her and had goosed her. 

Kim darted around the kitchen table, confident she would be able to stay out 
of the reach of the strange man in front of whom her husband was 
embarrassing her. She looked at Barney with bewilderment, unable to 
understand why he was doing this horrible thing to her. She had married him 
filled with love. 

Barney's face scrunched into a large frown. He pointed to the kitchen table 
and said, "Set a place for both Charlie and me. We're eating lunch home 
today. What's more, in the future, I might be bringing other men home for 
lunch. After all, I want to show off what a fabulous wife I have." 

"All right," Kim sighed. "I'll set a place for him." 

"Hey, I don't like the way you said that," Barney snapped at her. "The tone 
of your voice says my friends are unwelcome in this house. From now on, when 
my friends come here, even if they come here without me, I want you to make 
them feel welcome." 

"I'm totally naked, "Kim shouted. "Don't you care?" 

"You're making my pal feel unwelcome," Barney snapped. "You're going to have 
to be punished for that." 

"I said I'll set a place for him at the table," Kim answered, her face 
suddenly coloring. 

Barney, she realized, was mentally sick. If she had some clothing she would 
get out of here as quickly as possible. Now he was looking for an excuse to 
give her a spanking or something. He was looking for a pretext so he'd be 
able to hurt her. It made her wonder about the two men who had "broken in" 
to her home the previous day. Now she wondered if her new husband had been 
the instigator. 

Kim was terrified. She didn't like the idea of pain, not even a little bit. 
What also disturbed her was the fact that the man had an erection, and she 
realized her husband's stiff cock was due to the thought that he was going 
to inflict pain on her. He was going to hurt her, then fuck her. All in 
front of a strange man. This wasn't the kind of life to which she had been 
looking forward. Had she known about the aberrant mind Barney Werner had, 
Kim would never have surrendered herself to him in the first place. 

"That round little ass of yours is gonna turn a bright-red, baby," Barney 
smirked. 

"Don't do this, Barney!" she gasped, holding an arm in front of Her breasts 
and a hand against her vagina. 

"You won't sit down for a week when I'm finished," Barney laughed. 

It was the first time her husband was actually threatening her with pain he 
wanted her to feel. 

Hearing it with this strange man watching in their own kitchenette made the 
lovely young wife tremble so violently she was afraid she might throw up. 
Composing herself quickly, Kim took a deep breath and said, "We can discuss 
this later, when we're alone, Barney. Just let me set a place for you and 
your friend. I'll go and get a sheet to cover myself with." 

"No way!" Barney laughed. "You're gonna get whipped, now!" 

His eyes were fever bright as he said it, and he wore a wide smile on his 
face. Kim struck out with both hands and Barney grabbed her two wrists in 
one huge paw and tipped her head-first over the back of an easy chair in 
their living room. The helpless girl didn't know what to think at that 
moment. Every passing day was making her more and more afraid of her 
husband. 

Barney threw his weight on her back, holding her down, then gripped her 
buttocks with his two hands and tugged them apart, making her feel more 
helpless than ever. 

"See," Barney said, pointing to her slit. "Look at that! She's creaming 
already, and all I did was toss her over a chair." 

Kim began struggling, trying to pull away from her husband, but a second 
pair of hands gripped her thighs, keeping her in place with her hand 
dangling over the back of the easy chair. Her vagina was totally open to the 
other man's gaze. 

"Come on," Barney was saying to his friend. "Feel that pussy a little. As 
long as I say it's okay, Kim won't put up too much of a struggle. Besides, a 
finger in her cunt'll excite her a little." 

"Hmmmmm!" the bearded man commented, running his thick fingers up and down 
the center of her admittedly slick and hot vaginal slit. 

Kim gasped as he plunged a finger into the center of her womanhood, 
quivering as the finger slid in and out, in and out. She hated the sound of 
his voice as Charlie said, "You're right, Barney. Right now she's wetter 
than water in there. She really knows how to juice up in there." Kim felt 
the bearded man's breath quickening all over her thighs. 

When her husband finally let her go, Kim slid off the chair and got to her 
feet, once again covering herself with both hands. She was shaking 
violently, and a voice in the back of her head was warning her that her 
husband was really a mentally ill man. 

"Well, lovely lady," Charlie was saying, smiling evilly at her. "Are you 
ready to have that lovely butt of yours beaten to a nice red color?" 

"Not on your life!" she gasped. 

"Ah, this will make it all the better," Charlie smiled. "I love resistance 
in a woman." 

"You go to hell!" Kim gasped. 

"Now honey," Barney cooed, his voice oozing the kind of charm he had 
initially used to seduce her as he enfolded her naked form in his arms. "Is 
that any way to talk?" He kissed her full on the mouth, probing deeply with 
his tongue. In spite of the embarrassment she was suffering, and in spite of 
her anger toward Barney, Kim once more found herself falling under the man's 
spell. Even as she frowned she realized she was kissing her husband back. 

"You get the sweet girl ready," Charlie told him. "I'll go and get something 
from my wagon." 

Barney nodded, and the tall, gaunt-looking man eased out of the apartment to 
the van he had driven to Barney's house. He opened the rear of the blue van 
and lifted out a guitar case. As he sauntered back to the apartment, easily 
swinging the case, he looked an almost silly sight. Not that he didn't seem 
the type to play a guitar, but he was handling the case all wrong, swinging 
it much too freely, almost as if the case were empty. 

Meanwhile, back in the house, Barney had unlocked his own closet and had 
taken out a tie with which he had bound his wife's wrists. She was lying 
flat on the bed, her arms over her head, her wrists tired to the bedpost so 
that her arms were pulled straight back and above her. She lay taut, with 
her breasts, full and lovely, thrust straight up in the air. Charlie licked 
his lips. Most women with big breasts had soft paps so that when they lay 
down, their breasts seemingly sank back into their body. Not this one. Those 
boobs of hers were full and round, standing up even as she lay there. Barney 
had maliciously plastered a wide strip of adhesive tape across Kim's mouth, 
even though the apartment was virtually soundproof with the landlord being 
away at work. Her cheeks were puffed out because Barney had jammed a clean 
handkerchief inside, first. Her knees were crossed and lifted just a little, 
giving her helpless body the appearance of relaxation, but in her eyes there 
was vivid terror. Kim knew her husband was insane. 

Charlie set his guitar case down and stared with satisfaction at the 
helpless woman. Seeing her there like that made him lick his lips again. 

"I think I ought to tie her feet, as well," Barney said. 

"Don't be silly, man," Charlie laughed. "We want to see the lovely lady 
wriggle a little." 

He opened the guitar case, but there was no guitar inside. Instead, he had a 
collection of switches, the kind once used in classrooms a hundred years 
earlier. Had Kim seen them, she might well have fainted then and there. Most 
of the whips were birch rods, but the man also had a buggy whip, a quirt, a 
cat-o'-nine tails, as well as a series of different kinds of paddles of 
various shapes and lengths. The two men rubbed their palms together, talking 
about the various advantages of each implement of torture, and Kim, watching 
them with bulging eyes, realized her husband was going to cause her lots of 
pain, this time. 

Charlie finally took out a leather paddle about two-and-a-half feet long, 
with a handle like a baseball bat. The instrument was four inches wide, and 
it was made of a multitude of layers of thin, tightly compressed grain 
leather. Charlie swung it in the air to demonstrate its flex, which was 
great. Its chief merit, as far as Barney was concerned was that it would 
leave no marks, and Kim would have nothing to show the judge when divorce 
time game. 

"This one is called the paddler," Charlie said, smiling. "It's nice and 
wide, so it doesn't leave any marks on the flesh-not even welts, but man, it 
hurts, it hurts like a son of a bitch, and yet there are no internal 
injuries either. It's about the most effective paddle there is. Hell! Why 
mark up a woman if you don't have to." 

"Yeah, well then, let's use that," Barney nodded, then stood to the side, 
waiting. 

Kim's eyes remained wide as she saw Charlie open his wallet and count out 
fifty dollars, giving the money to her husband. 

Good God! Barney was prostituting her. He was a pimp, using her body to make 
money! 

Barney smiled one more time, then said, "Maybe I'll fuck you when this is 
over, honey, and then again, maybe not. The initial idea was for me to screw 
you with Charlie watching. But I want him to get his jollies by whipping you 
a little, first." 

Charlie merely smiled. At heart he was a bit of a sadist, and one of the 
reasons he really hadn't wanted to come here with Barney today was his fear 
that Barney would object to his using something like this on Kim. If he 
brought his partner, Randy, here, he would be able to do all kinds of things 
without leaving marks on the lovely woman, thereby making sure she would be 
usable in the future. Not one of his "victims" had suffered so much as a 
broken capillary in spite of the god-awful pain he loved to inflict on them. 

"You know," Charlie said to Barney. "Maybe, just maybe, I might fuck her 
when I'm finished with her after all. I mean, beating women makes me raise 
one mean hard-on." 

"If you want to fuck her, she's all yours," Barney nodded, realizing that 
watching another man fuck his wife would get him even more aroused. 

Charlie smiled to himself as he approached the bed. He had used paddles and 
whips on all kinds of women, but he had to admit this was not only the 
prettiest of the women he was going to beat, but the youngest. He walked to 
the side of the bed, holding the paddle up, giving Kim a good glimpse of it, 
waving it in front of her staring eyes until she turned her dilated irises 
on him in absolute horror. 

"Sorry, honey," Charlie said, still smiling his evil smile. "But the only 
way I can raise a stiff one is to do this." 

He touched her kneecap with the end of the paddle, then ran it very lightly 
up one thigh, across the flatness of her belly, over one thrusting breast, 
into her armpit, and then against the long swan-like shape of her throat. 
Her flesh cringed in its wake. 

"I hope you learn to love this," he said to her. "I know I will." 

All of a sudden he drew his arm back and swatted her left breast, the one 
closest to him. Kim's only forewarning was the. singing sound of the 
flexible leather-a wicker-wick-just before the sharpest pain she had ever 
known covered the sensitive tip of her up-thrust nipple. The pink areaola 
swelled and turned from coral to deep red, while the white part of her 
breast turned pink as her body went stiff with agony and her eyes bulged in 
their sockets. Humming a tuneless tune to himself, the bearded man proceeded 
to swat her full, upstanding round breasts several times in rapid succession 
before Kim, her entire torso aquiver, had the presence of mi d to move a 
little. She rolled to the side, away from the man, and a swat stung her 
armpit, then her hip. She turned the rest of the way, onto her belly, 
scampering up to her knees on the far side of the bed, then off it. 

When Charlie came scurrying around the side of the bed, Kim kicked out at 
him, trying to plant her foot where it would do the most good-but Charlie 
caught her by her slender ankle, and with a strength that totally astonished 
the young woman, held her leg in the air as he swatted at the fulcrum 
between her thighs. Then he released her and stood back, watching with 
pursed lips as the lovely girl shivered, her body already coated with a 
sheen of perspiration. She rolled her head from side to side as she chewed 
on the handkerchief in her mouth. 

"Now, lovely lady," Charlie said to her. "How about getting back on the bed 
and lifting that sweet rump of yours straight up in the air." 

The central nervous system in Kim's young body was still recoiling from the 
horrible shock, her mind totally numb and reeling, her brain containing only 
one thought as her husband sat in the corner of the bedroom, smirking and 
watching. The perverted man with the paddle had it in his power to 
permanently maim her if she didn't do as he said. So she complied. 

Tugging with her arms, using the attachment of her tied-together wrists to 
the headboard for some kind of leverage, she half-pulled and half-crawled to 
get her lower anatomy to the center of the wide bed. She felt as if her 
joints were already creaking as she somehow managed to prop her knees under 
her and lift her buttocks from the mattress. Her weight was now on those 
knees as well as on her wrists which were being chafed by the necktie 
holding them. Her burning breasts dangled beneath her, aflame with pain. 

Moving to the foot of the bed, the bearded, evil-looking man stared at her 
for a long, long moment, admiring the rounded expanse, the smooth shapes of 
her delightfully ovoid asscheeks. He loved the sight of them quaking. He had 
to admit they looked so perfect, he was glad he was using something that 
wouldn't leave marks. It would have been a shame to mar such lovely 
buttocks. 

Wicker-wick! 

Where before, he had been using mere half-swings, applying only his forearm, 
wanting to merely make the lovely light-brown-haired girl squirm, he now 
drew his arm all the way back over his head and started swinging with some 
strength. Kim's hips bounced on the mattress as she reacted automatically to 
the blow. There was a shrill sound in her throat, the sound finally coming 
from her nostrils because of the gag in her mouth. It sounded like the death 
squeal of some small animal. Her left buttock wriggled, a red stripe lining 
the length of it, the stripe already beginning to fade. 

Charlie quickly caught the lovely woman's ankle, holding her firmly in place 
with his free hand as he swung with the other one, his paddle causing a 
bright burn to appear on her other quivering buttock, then once again 
returning to the first, placing each blow carefully so that it didn't 
overlap on a previous blow, allowing each red stripe to slowly fade out by 
itself. He would alternate, hitting the left buttock, then the right, 
placing each blow well. Sweat was heavily dripping from his brow as he 
worked on her, and the armpits of his shirt became soaked. All the while he 
kept staring at his rounded target, watching the squirming female as she 
helplessly did her best to evade the paddle, rolling from side to side. Kim 
kicked her free leg out, rubbing her knees together in mindless agony. Then 
she spread her glistening thighs wide apart, exposing the dripping wetness 
of her aching cunt as secretions continued to ooze from it, aroused by the 
horrible beating she was receiving. 

She humped crazily up and down on the bed, after which she remained 
stock-still, now lifting her buttocks, her legs parting the littlest bit in 
her attempt to steel herself against the blows raining down on her. Her 
buttocks looked like a neon sign, lighting up with a red stripe, the stripe 
fading, then lighting up with another stripe. 

Then Charlie stopped. He panted heavily, wiping an arm across his forehead, 
his face red with his exertions. He loosened his collar and panted heavily, 
trying to catch his breath. After what seemed like a long time of heavy 
breathing, he loosened his pants and let them drop to the floor. He removed 
his underpants as well, stretching them out in front of him in order to get 
them past his cock. Lord! What a cock it was! It was monstrous! It made 
Barney's huge penis look almost miniscule. There were already more than a 
few drops of seepage evident at the tip. 

Kim looked at her husband who merely sat where he was, smiling. He, too, had 
an erection. 

Holding his paddle, Charlie climbed onto the bed near the silently sobbing 
young woman, and he turned her over onto her back. Tears were running in a 
constant stream from her lovely eyes and even her nose was leaking a little 
which embarrassed her even more. She immediately lifted her painfully 
throbbing rear-end from the matterss. 

Charlie gripped her thighs just above the knees, spreading them wide and 
doubling them back so that her kneecaps almost touched her shoulders. 

"Just stay like this, honey," he told her. "You know damn well if you don't 
it's gonna hurt that much more. Dig, sweetie?" 

He touched the end of the flexible paddle to her soaking cunt as a reminder 
of what he was capable of doing, and Kim's wide eyes rolled as if in 
acknowledgement. 

Then he simultaneously pierced her pussy with two fingers while swatting 
her. He slid two thick fingers into the hungering depths of her sucking cunt 
as he brought the leather paddle down along the full length of the inside of 
her tender, rounded thigh. Then he whipped the length of the other thigh as 
he twisted his fingers in a circular motion in her feminine aperture. The 
paddle lashed out again and again, alternating between the two thighs, 
causing a smarting pain on her tenderness. 

Kim squealed nasally as her hair-sprinkled pelvis jerked in reaction to each 
wild lash, her legs stretched to their utmost as her lower spine jerked 
while she ground her vagina upward against the impaling fingers. 

Charlie flung the paddle aside. He looked at Barney, who was now taking 
pictures with the Polaroid camera, though Kim was unaware of it. Barney 
nodded and Charlie hurled himself onto the lovely woman's quivering body. 
His own pelvis pressed against the V between her tantalizing thighs, rubbing 
solidly back and forth. His large cock searched for, and finally found the 
steaming tunnel it was seeking. Without hesitation he rammed his cock all 
the way into her. For an instant, Kim felt a wild thrill as her vaginal 
walls stretched to receive the monstrous cock, and then she was aware of hot 
steam rushing through her as Charlie bellowed, "OHHHHHHH HHHH ... YYYY 
YYYYEEEE EEAAAA GGGGGGHH HHHH!" He was shooting long before she was ready to 
climax. Damn him! 

Pain filtered through almost every part of her body as Charlie unleashed his 
maleness into her, and Kim stiffened and quivered, knowing if they left her 
this way, she would go insane. 

Barney was on his feet as Charlie rolled off Kim. He undid the tie from 
around her wrists, then untied the hanky from around her mouth, pulling out 
the washrag he had stuffed inside. Kim was choking and oughing, and Barney 
said, "I don't know whether to eat or to fuck you. I think maybe I'm hungry. 
Get your ass outta bed and feed us." 

"Fuck! Kim yelled at him, using the word out loud lor the first time in her 
life, meaning it as a curse. "Kiss my ass." 

"All right," Barney nodded, opening his pants and pulling out the wide 
leather belt holding them up as they fell to the floor. 

"What?" Kim croaked. 

"I'll do just what you told me to do, honey. I'll fuck, not kiss your ass." 

"What are you talking about?" the helpless girl gasped. 

"I'm gonna further your sex education while Charlie here, watches," he told 
her, a smirk written on his features. 

"What are you talking about?" Kim asked. 

"Your tight little asshole, honey. I'm gonna bury my cock in there before I 
leave. Then you can make us lunch." 

"Well, it was you who gave me the idea, baby." 

"More pain?" she whimpered. 

"After what Charlie did, this'll seem like pleasure." 

"What about me?" she asked. "I have to come, too." 

"We'll worry about that another time," Barney insisted. "After all, Charlie 
and I have to get back to work. By the way, if Charlie shows up here without 
me, you can let him in-all the way in. Now you get up on your knees again 
and wiggle that ass of yours real nice, and believe me, you'll learn to love 
this, too." 

"No, Barney," she objected, feeling totally helpless. 

Before she was able to gasp out anything more, the man had spun her helpless 
body onto its belly, and using his belt, he had looped it around her knees, 
keeping them locked in a fetal position under her as he bound it around her 
waist to prevent her from straightening up. This forced her to display her 
tightly round buttocks to him in all their youthful splendor. The red 
stripes were all gone already, and she had such deliciously round, creamy 
rear cheeks. It was going to be a pleasure fitting his large, throbbing cock 
into that tiny anal opening. 

From painful indifference to her husband's needs, the helpless girl was once 
again filled with genuine terror. Was there no end to the evils her husband 
was performing with her? Here, after having her soundly whipped, causing her 
untold agony, and at the same time rousing her body to a peak that needed 
satisfaction, he was going to invade her rear tunnel after making sure she 
had received no pleasure from the first fucking. Her body was so aroused, 
she inwardly felt she might like the idea of being fucked back there if only 
to be fucked at all. After all, she had climaxed with a cock in her cunt, 
and she had climated with a cock in her gullet. There was a vague 
possibility she might climax with a cock in her asshole. Perverted? Yes! But 
at this point necessary. Her husband was turning her into a sexual glutton 
and it made her feel ashamed she so loved cock she was willing to take it 
into any hole in her body. 

In the dresser mirror to the left of the bed she saw Barney kneeling behind 
her, caressing the painfully sore white cheeks of her rounded ass, touching 
her anal center with a fingertip very lightly. She gasped as he pushed a 
finger into her soggy pussy and took some of the sperm Charlie had deposited 
there and oiled her asshole. 

"That's what I call a really gorgeous bumhole," Barney whispered. "Kim-baby, 
it's going to be a real pleasure pushing my cock in there. Jesus! I didn't 
expect to get hard for another day, yet looking at your ass has me all hot 
and bothered." 

"My God! Barney! Why are you doing this to me?" Kim gasped, inwardly 
resigned to accepting what he intended doing. "Why are you always trying to 
hurt me?" 

"Come off it, Kim-baby," Barney smirked. "All I'm doing is showing you the 
many different ways there are to fuck. Now you just keep that ass propped up 
there nice and steady." 

She was kneeling at the foot of the bed, at the moment unable to move 
because of the way he had tied his belt around her. He was kneeling behind 
her, and in the dresser mirror Kim was able to see the man bringing his 
rampant cock ever closer to her anal pucker. Staring at the massive 
thickness of his phallus, noting how much broader it was than her opening. 
Kim found herself once again filled with an icy terror that made her 
shudder. As far as she was concerned, her husband was dreaming if he really 
expected to fit such a monstrous tool into the tightness of her narrow 
little rectum. He pressed it against her resisting sphincter and shoved. 

"Ghhhaaaannnngggghhhhhh!" 

Kim felt as if a cylinder of dry ice had been shoved into her. Icy 
perspiration made her shiver as the bitterness of the cock seemed to chill 
her narrow asshole to the point where she thought she would feel a 
cold-burn. 

"Aaaaannnngggghhhh ... hhhaaaa aannnnnnggggggghhhh!" she yelped as he began 
forcing the thick, weighty head into the tightly resisting doughnut of 
muscle protecting her ass. 

Her sphincter continued resisting, yet the overpowering force of his driving 
cock, continually pushing, shoving, moving, forced the muscle to 
ever-so-slowly yield. Pain! Throbbing pain! This was hurting her even more 
than the whipping Charlie had given her. When her husband had broken her 
tough hymen she hadn't felt this much pain. 

"Barrrrneyyyyyy...." she wailed, tears pouring from her beautiful brown 
eyes, rolling down her lovely cheeks, dripping onto the bedsheets, beneath. 
"It ... aaaannnnnnhhhh ... hurts .. oh Goddd! It hurts so much. I can't take 
it! I can't take it! Oh, God!" 

The anal walls of her tight back passage protested against the power of the 
driving wedge making its way into her. She began squirming uncontrollably, 
feeling helpless torment as the hard piece of gristle jammed its way even 
further inside her. Kim thought the solid pole was going to tear out the 
inner membranes of her rectum. Heavier sweat broke out all over her 
shuddering body. The agony was unbearable and she wanted to faint. But Kim 
wasn't the type to faint. In her youth she had been a tomboy, playing with 
frogs and water snakes, outperforming the boys. She just wasn't the kind to 
pass out. 

She felt her husband withdraw his pole part of the way, and then he flexed 
his hips, cramming it all the more deeply into her anal recesses. She panted 
and sobbed, silently pleading with Barney to hurry and end it. What kind of 
pleasure was the man deriving from this? 

Again, through a red haze of agonizing pain, Kim became acutely aware of 
another, far more enjoyable, rising feeling. It began mingling with the 
hurt, and suddenly the pressure of the cock in her asshole was becoming 
bearable. 

Her husband had driven all the way into her rectum, and now he was pumping 
as regularly into her bum as he had screwed into her cunt when he had 
initially seduced her, or even as he had fucked into her mouth the previous 
morning. That jackhammer of his was rapidly building wild new sensations in 
the tunnel of her rectum. 

Damn him! Damn him to hell! Why had he come along and intruded himself into 
her life, taking her away from all the others she loved and making a whore 
and slave of her? Yes, there was no doubt about the fact that she was 
beginning to enjoy the feel of the cock in her narrow rectum. She realized 
at this point it was no longer Barney who fascinated her. It was his cock. 
For that matter any cock would have done an equally good job. She was in 
love with penises in general. Yes, she was cock-hungry, cock-crazy, a real 
cock-lover. 

Now the throbbing organ was wildly thrusting itself back and forth, pounding 
in and out of her back road, and her own helpless body shoved itself back in 
time to the way he was pronging her rear-end. She clutched fistfuls of 
bedcovers beneath her as she grunted. He was driving air into her, and when 
it came out, it created the impression she was breaking wind. His thighs 
slammed against the rounded cheeks of her ass as he forced himself forward, 
shoving his reaming length into the narrowly tight, constricting center of 
her bowels. 

"Ohhhhh!" she groaned, enjoying it. 

"Hey man, she digs it!" Charlie announced as Barney continued screwing his 
throbbing penis into her rectum that much more solidly, thrilling to the 
wonderful sensation of her rubbery asscheeks against his hairy thighs. 

God! Barney was unable to believe how glorious it felt to fuck his wife in 
the ass. He would have to do this more often. Sheee-itttt! Her asshole was 
so much tighter than her pussy, and her pussy was tighter than any other 
cunt he had ever fucked. 

"I ... can't ... pump ... back ... any ... more...." she called to him, 
letting her lovely head fall to the bed in a weary pose. "Can't...." 

"You ... just ... keep ... that ... beautiful ... ass ... in ... place...." 
he told her. "I'll do ... all the ... pumping...." 

Her asshole seemed to be widening, and Barney's ramming in and out was 
making Kim feel hotter and hotter with every passing second, even if she was 
too exhausted to pump, herself. If he kept this up much longer, she knew she 
was definitely going to climax. Her sore nipples were swollen and ached with 
thrilled excitement. She tightened as if attempting to prevent herself from 
eliminating, and the pressure around his cock was overwhelming. 

"Thatta girl!" Barney encouraged. "Thatta girl! Keep doing that! Do it again 
and again! It feels just great!" 

Kim was rotating her lovely hips a little, not really able to move them much 
because of the restriction of the belt. But the motion made her feel as if 
his thick penis was driving all the way into her large intestine. She was 
aware of every solid inch buried to the hilt inside her. The organ was 
bulging and swelling that much more while her asshole, even while opened to 
his huge cock, tightened by itself to clutch that penis and make sparks 
shoot through the man. 

Barney was clawing at his wife's back while Charlie was applauding as he 
continued watching. The husband was panting and gasping now as he violently 
thrust his penis in again and again. Kim was aware of his heat getting the 
better of him, and she knew he would climax very shortly. With a little 
luck, so would she. 

With her lovely head resting on the bed, she was able to look back beneath 
her, along the length of the front of her body, staring between her dangling 
breasts, able to see the way his seething penis worked in and out of her 
rectum. The full length of his stove-pipe-like cock continued ruminating in 
and out between her thighs, his own loins approaching and withdrawing in 
time to his pumping. She was also able to see his testicles, and it occurred 
to Kim she was as fascinated by balls as she was by a cock. The next time 
she went down on a man she would suck the balls, as well. 

Staring at all this set the lovely girl to wriggling and squirming all over 
again. She rotated her lovely hips wildly as she squirmed on the length of 
his fleshy skewer. Her husband was pumping into Kim with more and greater 
speed, ramming his penile pole as deep as was humanely possible, making her 
feel as if something good was happening to her, as well. 

There was a tensing in her body, and the unbelievable happened. Apparently 
the continuous friction in her rectum touched something and it sparked an 
orgasm in Kim. She began bouncing up and down on the bed, shrieking, 
"HHHHHHAAAA AAIIII II-YY YYYYYYYYAA AAAAGGGG GGHHHH HH-AAAA AAGGGGGGGG" Her 
head hit the pillow again and again, and her knees actually lifted off the 
bed in time to the thrusts in her rectum. Her eyes were still wide open as 
she watched her buttocks continually buck against the scorching cock filling 
her with such thrills. 

Now it was Barney's turn. 

"GGGGGGHH HHHHUU UURR RRGGGGAA-AA AANNNN NNNNGGGG GGAAHHHH!" he bellowed as 
his penis bulged to an unbelievable thickness in her helpless rectum. He 
exploded fiercely, sending great wads of heated seminal glue streaming into 
her helpless colon. Hot, burning seed spurted into her anal canal 
repeatedly, shooting as if it would never stop. 

Then the penis began deflating, and the lovely girl felt it slide out of her 
with a soft "plop." 

"Okay!" Barney told her, smacking her buttocks as he removed the belt. "Now 
make us some lunch!" 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

"Well," Barney asked, as he and Charlie returned to work in Charlie's van. 
"What d'you think?" 

"I think you're crazy for wanting to dump the chick," Charlie told him. "But 
if that's what you want, that's what we'll set her up for. You have pictures 
of her with some two other guys, and you have pictures of her with me. 
Tomorrow I'll visit her with my buddy, Randy, and I'll set up a camera on a 
tripod so it'll take pictures of two of us fucking her at the same time." 

"Great!" Barney nodded. "I'll have all the evidence I need to dump her." 

Charlie left Barney off on the corner near his building, then drove off. 
Barney went into the building, took the elevator up to his floor, and got to 
his desk about five minutes before work was to be resumed. 

"Barney," one of the managers called out. 

"Mr. Fazio?" Barney asked, looking up. 

"Come into my office for a minute, will you?" 

"Certainly, sir," Barney nodded, and getting to his feet, smoothing his grey 
pants, he went into the little glass cubicle Mr. Fazio called his office. 

"One of our clients has earned a great sum of money that he hasn't reported 
to the IRS," Fazio told Barney. "He's entrusted us with the cash, a quarter 
of a million dollars, but he's being audited, and since we're his 
accountants, the IRS will be checking on us, as well." 

"What can I do to help, sir?" Barney saked. 

"I knew I'd be able to depend on you, Barney," Fazio said, tugging at his 
mustache ends. "I want you to take the cash home with you and put it away 
somewhere until the investigation is over and then bring it back. Do this, 
and it means a hefty promotion to you, and a big increase in salary, as 
well. There's going to be a shake-up in this firm very shortly, and I'll 
want men around me I can trust." 

"I understand," Barney nodded, feeling his heart starting to triphammer. 

This would be his big chance. Let them see how trustworthy he was, and he 
would soon be earning in excess of a quarter of a million a year, every 
year. This kind of money, while not peanuts, wasn't worth stealing as far as 
he was concerned, since he knew he would be able to earn so much more. It 
would also mean his being able to screw around with as many women as 
possible, once he dumped Kim. Christ! There was so much luscious pussy out 
there waiting to be fucked. Why the hell should he be tied down to only one? 

"I'll be more than happy to do whatever I can for the firm, Mr. Fazio," 
Barney said. 

"I've had my eye on you ever since you first came here," Fazio told him. 
"You're a young man with an interesting future, if all goes well. By the 
way, our client is indirectly associated with certain unsavory elements of 
the underworld, so it wouldn't be smart to try and run out with the money." 

"I wouldn't dream of it, Mr. Fazio," Barney replied. 

"Of course not," Fazio smiled. "But I thought I should make you aware of the 
client. The money's in this briefcase. Take it home with you tonight, 
Barney." 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Kim was tired of being Mrs. Goody-two-shoes. She had been a nice, clean-cut 
girl all her life, and her parents hadn't appreciated the fact because they 
had caught her once, with Barney Werner. She had been forced to marry him, 
though she had to admit she had been willing enough at the time, believing 
Barney loved her. Now Barney had proved he was a sicko. But her own family 
wouldn't even listen to her, so she had to find some way of getting away on 
her own, and if it meant using her body to get some clothing and money, that 
was precisely what she would do. 

The sound of the doorbell broke into her thoughts. She had just stepped out 
of the shower after having washed both Charlie and her husband from within 
her, and having dried herself off with the little towels Barney had left 
her, Kim walked nakedly into the living room and stared through the big 
picture window at the handsome man standing at her front door. From the look 
of him, he was some kind of door-to-door salesman. He was six feet tall, 
dark-skinned, handsome, with blazing brown eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, 
and a rugged chin. He was wearing a blue suit, and though not the most 
expensive suit in the world, was far from something one might pick up at 
Bonds. 

Going to the door, Kim opened it, keeping her body behind it, letting only 
her head peep out. "Yes?" she asked. 

"Good afternoon," he said. "My name is John Gordon. I work for Energy Savers 
Incorporated. We have a whole line of energy-saving ideas that cannot only 
keep fuel costs down, but can keep you cooler in summer and warmer in 
winter." 

"Are you married?" Kim asked him. 

"I beg your pardon?" he asked. 

"I want to know if you're married." 

"No ma'am," he smiled. "Just haven't found the right girl yet." 

"When you do find the right girl, how will you treat her?" 

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, I don't follow you...." 

"Come in," Kim said to him. 

He entered the house and preceded her into the living room as she shut the 
door. In the living room, he turned to face her, and he stared at her 
nakedness, his mouth hanging wide open. 

"I was just married Sunday," she told him. "My husband doesn't trust me, so 
he keeps me in this house, totally naked, thereby preventing me from going 
out." 

There was a fragrance of lemons coming from her freshly showered body that 
had John Gordon reeling even more. His nostrils filled themselves with the 
scent of her as his eyes filled themselves with the sight of her loveliness. 
God! She was stunningly beautiful! 

"Uhhh ... I think your husband must be nuts," John told her. "But I'm not 
one to come between a husband and wife." 

"John, at the first opportunity, I intend leaving my husband," Kim 
explained. "All I need are some clothes. I know it's late in the afternoon, 
and you wouldn't be able to find me some decent clothes and bring them back 
today, but I'll make it worth your while, right now, if you promise to bring 
me clothes tomorrow." 

"Look, you're a beautiful woman, Mrs...." 

"My name is Kim," she told him. "Just call me Kim." 

"Well Kim, you're a beautiful woman, but I'm not the kind of guy to take 
advantage of a woman. If you want me to help you, well sure I'll help you. 
But I don't expect you to have to...." 

She overruled what he was going to say by pressing her beautiful face 
against his and planting her full, warm, ripe lips solidly against his 
masculine mouth. For a moment the salesman was immobilized with shock. In 
that moment Kim realized the man was extremely attractive and he was the 
kind of man she had often dreamed about meeting prior to her going out with 
Barney. That was when she realized John Gordon was hungrily responding to 
her kiss, eagerly grinding his mouth against hers. His arms tightened around 
her in an all-powerful embrace, pressing his body to hers. 

A thrilling surge of delightful pleasure charged through the man as he 
became aware of the delightfully soft pliancy of this beautiful woman's 
shuddering body. God! She was beautiful! He had seen many lovely women in 
his time, and he had screwed quite a few of them, but he had to admit, from 
the few glimpses he'd had of this one, she was perfection in every way. No 
wonder a husband might want to keep her locked up. Still, only a fool would 
mistreat a woman like this. One thing John Gordon wasn't was a fool. 

He shuddered as her tongue slipped between his lips, darting into his mouth. 
It moved between his teeth as well, and then began twining itself around his 
own oral organ. Its movement whipped up a froth of saliva in both their 
mouths as her tongue continued swirling through his mouth. His head felt 
light and dizzy, and his lips felt as if they were mucilaged to those of the 
lovely young woman. 

Her full, naked breasts pressed very solidly against him, and the man was 
well aware of the gigantically solid nipples creasing the fabric of his suit 
jacket. He began to instinctively move his hand around the bowl of 
palpitating feminine flesh, his palm caressing the weighty mound while his 
fingers pulled at the tantalizing pink nipple. 

"Oooohhhmmmmm!" the lovely woman moaned softly, her voice warm and exciting 
to him. 

The sound of her voice brought the salesman to his senses. Sure he wanted to 
go on stroking her this way, kissing, caressing, loving, but he felt that 
all this was wrong. She wasn't doing this out of any emotion for him. She 
was trying to buy him with her body. He had no wish to accept such a 
proposition. 

"Now wait a minute ... just wait a minute," he insisted, pushing the small, 
lovely female away from him. "Look, if I felt for one minute you were doing 
this because you liked me, it might be different. But let's be honest. You 
want me to get you some clothes, and this is why you're doing this...." 

"You don't need my body to bring me some clothes," Kim said to him, softly. 
"You're the kind of man who doesn't appreciate seeing a woman mistreated, no 
matter by whom. Even if I promised you nothing, I'll bet you'd go out and 
find me some clothing by tomorrow." 

"Yes, sure...." 

"Well then, believe that what I'm doing now, I'm not doing to buy you. I'm 
doing it because I think you're someone special. When I was single, I always 
thought it was morally right to save myself for only one man-my husband. 
Well the man who married me not only seduced and raped me before we were 
married, but married me only because he got caught at it. Then he began 
handing me around to his friends. Well from now on I sleep with whomever I 
want to sleep with, whether it's just one man or a whole battalion." 

John stopped her by pressing his mouth to hers and giving her yet another 
passionate kiss. His heart-as well as his hard cock-had gone over to this 
lovely waif of a woman who was more of a girl than an adult. Yes, he would 
help her out. He would have done it for nothing, but here she was, offering 
herself to him, not as a whore, but as a woman who wanted a man. Hell! There 
was nothing whorish about Kim. She was just a poor, abused female who had 
been handed a rotten break. Shit! Why should he walk away and let her life 
continue to be miserable? Besides, his body ached for her, and he wanted to 
screw the lovely ass off her. 

He jumped as he felt her fingers suddenly come into contact with the 
throbbing bulge of his swollen cock. 

"God!" he gasped out loud, the gasp smothered by another of the lovely 
woman's hungry kisses. 

He was hardly able to withstand it as his rapidly palpitating penis began 
growing with lustful intensity, swelling under the continually gentle 
stroking caresses of her hand. Already his cock was straining against the 
imprisoning material of his pants, and his strong hands tightened like vises 
on the lovely girl's shoulders. He thought he would go completely out of his 
ever-lovin' mind because of the agonizing pressure he was feeling after 
having seen this lovely woman. The unmistakable sound of a zipper being 
tugged filled the air, and his cock, which had already worked its way out of 
his undershorts, leaped from his pants. Kim's slender fingers tightened 
around it almost instantly, exerting exquisite pressure on the tingling 
surface. She ran her sensitive fingertips up and down the pulsing length of 
it, feeling it, realizing it was longer and thicker than any penis she had 
previously known. Her fingering made John grit his teeth with overwhelming 
passion. 

"Ummmmm ... that feels so nice, so delightfully hard and ready to go," the 
beautiful woman crooned, realizing how much in heat she really was, and how 
badly she needed this cock. Her hand continued stroking and fondling the 
lust-maddened shaft. "This has to be the best prick of all time," she 
muttered. "It just keeps getting longer and harder. I love that." 

The lascivious words sent fiery bolts of thrilling arousal shooting through 
the helplessly trapped man. He gasped, moaning once more as he crushed his 
lips firmly against that of Kim's delightfully upturned lips, his tongue 
probing anxiously between her teeth, tasting the sweet mouthwash she had 
used just before he had rung the doorbell. His hands moved higher and once 
again filled themselves with the delightful fullness of her swollen breasts, 
thrilling to the touch of her warmly quivering flesh as her breasts 
continued strongly palpitating. Kim mewled softly as the man kneaded the 
tender buds of her nipples with the first really soft caresses she had ever 
known. Her nipples swelled, becoming more and more turgid as lust burned its 
way through her quivering body. Her nipples enlarged even more, larger than 
Barney had ever been able to make them grow, once again making Kim aware 
that there were men who not only had cocks, but who had love in them, as 
well. 

"God, you're really beautiful!" he murmured. "I'll do anything you want, 
anything!" 

"I know that," she smiled. "Right now, all I want is for you to fuck me." 

"Fine with me," he nodded. 

"Let's go into the bedroom." 

He followed her into the bedroom, where Kim had put fresh sheets on the bed 
following her sweaty romp with Charlie and her husband. In almost no time he 
was as naked as she, his clothing neatly folded on the corner chair. 

There was a definite electricity in the air, a feeling of thrilling 
excitement in this small bedroom. John realized there was always the danger 
of her husband returning and seeing the two of them together, but this 
seemed to add to the spice of everything. It created a sense of urgency, and 
this ruled out the lengthy preliminaries he would have otherwise enjoyed. No 
extended foreplay-not this time. But if he fucked her in the future, he 
would take all the time in the world with her. Hell! Right now she didn't 
need any foreplay. She was ready to be jazzed. 

His excited gaze dropped to the wide sweep of her lovely hips, going past 
the smoothness of her delightful belly and fastening on the glossy triangle 
of light-brown pubic fuzz between her creamy white, full, delightful thighs. 
He was only barely able to see the richly enticing gleam of her wet coral 
vaginal slit as it glistened under the richly curling wisps of light 
tendrils. 

His burgeoning cock was wildly alive, hard, intense, dying to be buried. 
Every nerve-ending in the man was taut, and his entire being was wildly 
excited as he moved toward her until her soft belly brushed itself against 
him and her slender fingers once more closed around the throbbing length of 
his gigantic shaft. 

"Oh Jesus, Kim!" he gasped. "I've never known another woman like you. You're 
really special. I want to fuck you! I want to fuck you as hard as I'm able." 

She lay down on the bed then, feeling the clean, cool sheets against her 
back, spreading her delightful thighs invitingly apart, offering her wet 
cunt to him. He wasted no time falling between the pillars of her loins, and 
her hand once again tightened around the tormented length of his massive 
barber pole. Kim tugged on it, drawing the man closer and closer to the 
tantalizing fulcrum of her slender body. He was well aware of the satiny 
wetness of her tenderly quivering inner lips as the solid, rubbery head of 
his driving phallus nudged between them. He had to force himself to hold 
back and not simply drive right into her. 

"Please...." Kim gasped, not realizing until now the full extent of her need 
for a cock in her cunt. "Now! Fuck me now!" 

John Gordon was unable to control himself any longer. All the burning 
pent-up force of his inner passion came charging out as, with a single 
overpowering thrust he brutally crammed his penis into the seething depths 
of her feminine cupola, the hard, pounding length of his vibrating tool 
burying half its length inside her. Her vaginal sheath closed tightly around 
his organ, suqeezing, crushing, clamping down on it. 

"Hhhhhaaaannnn gggghhhh ... ohhhhhh deeeaaaarrrr Goddd!" she wailed, 
thrilled as she had never been with Barney while seemingly desperately 
thrashing her lovely hips in a frenetic effort to force his impaling stake 
that much more deeply into her. 

John, anxiously goaded on by the maniacal lust the lovely woman had built in 
him, ignored her cry. He didn't care if it was a cry for more or a cry for 
mercy. He continued heedlessly driving into her, forcing the massive girth 
of his swollen shaft right to the hilt inside her tremblingly anxious little 
belly. He pushed, holding his long cock inside interminably. Then, with 
excruciating slowness, he began flexing his penis in the pulsing darkness of 
her tightly alive feminine channel. 

HHhhhhaaaauuuunnnngggghhhh ... yessssssss ss-ss...." the lovely girl was 
groaning, feeling the thickness of the iron-solid pole as it pushed its 
bulging head against the rear wall of her vagina. She had never felt so 
crammed full in her life. God! It was almost as if the penis was a knife, 
slicing her in half. She felt the organ swell with every passing second, and 
she was almost afraid it would explode prematurely inside her achingly 
palpitating young body. 

The handsome man finally began slowly withdrawing his cock, pulling out the 
immense, throbbing length of it in a single, sure, deft stroke. Then he 
surged forward again. 

"Aaaaaannnnnngggggghhhhhh!" the lovely Kim gasped again as John continued 
plunging forcefully between the full pillars of her widespread thighs, 
sinking his lust-bloated penis once again to the very hilt inside the tender 
tunnel of her lovely, defenselessly naked belly. This time, the tenderly 
resilent inner membranes lining her vaginal scabbard began to anxiously 
secrete lubricating juices, wetting down the long, lunging length of phallic 
prod. The organ began moving more easily, slipping tenderly in and out of 
her openly spread pussy. 

"Ummmm ... aaaannnnhh ... yessssss ssssss...." Kim cooed once again, her 
voice taking on a softer tone as minute little pinpricks of thrilling 
pleasure began forming somewhere deep inside her shuddering loins. There was 
a long shiver of ecstatic enjoyment sending wild chills vibrating up and 
down her backbone. Her voluptuously satin thighs now spread themselves even 
farther apart. She tightly locked her legs around John's lower back. Her 
questing arms reached up and formed a circle around the man's neck as she 
spiraled her anxious penis upward to receive his continuing, rhythmic 
downward-driving thrusts. 

John Gordon was in a world all his own. He had never met a woman like this 
before. She was everything a woman ought to be as far as he was concerned. 
God! He was fucking a totally strange woman, and he was already madly in 
love with her. This was insane! One didn't fall in love with another man's 
wife, especially when the woman simply offered her body to him in such a way 
he was unable to refuse. This was the kind of woman a man fucked, then 
forgot. Yet John knew damn well he would not be able to forget this 
particular woman. She was special, very special. He felt illicit love and 
desire for her as he had never previously felt for any other woman. Being 
inside this woman made him feel a sense of power he had never known with any 
other female. Yet it was a power he wanted to use to enhance her own 
feelings. 

John was exhilirated by what he was doing, and the wanton act was liberating 
his mind and body in a way he had never previously known. Kim was so soft, 
so delightful, so thrillingly yielding beneath him, he shuddered with 
delight. With all the non-entities he had previously fucked, he had all but 
forgotten what a pleasure it was to fuck a completely responsive woman-a 
woman like this with whom he was already falling in love. She returned 
thrust for thrust, making him feel more macho than any woman he had ever 
known, letting him know how totally masculine he really was. God! No woman 
had ever made him feel this way, before. 

There had been so many other women, including six different women he had, at 
one time or another, considered marrying. Thinking about them as he 
rhythmically sank his cock in and out of the turmoiled center of this lovely 
woman, he was surprised that he inwardly felt no pangs of conscience 
whatsoever. He felt no guilt or remorse for what he was doing. Rather, this 
lovely woman beneath him now made all those other women seem blurry, 
non-existent. Being with this naked woman who was someone else's wife 
created a thrilling growing into furious cloudbursts of white-hot delight. 
The man looked down at the lovely woman beneath him, seeing the way her head 
was thrown back in passion, her mouth half-open. Her eyes were glazed over 
at the moment, and she was mumbling, spewing out incoherent words expressing 
the totality of her arousal as a result of being fucked by him. He was aware 
of the stiffness of her extended pink nipples as they dug into his chest, 
all but cutting his flesh. The roundness of her breasts were like cushions, 
holding him up, keeping him aloft as he constantly slammed his throbbing 
length of hard penis in and out of her simmering womanly cave. 

"Ohhhh ... hhuunn nnnnhhhh ... Goddd uuhhhh ... yes ssss ... that's it ... 
that's it ... fuck me just like that ... ohhhh ... yesssssss...." Kim gasped 
in a pleading voice, the words sounding hoarse, throaty, indistinct with 
lust. 

I ler perspiration-soaked body was nakedly wriggling uncontrollably on top 
of the mattress, and the clinging walls of her inner womanly mineshaft were 
milking convulsively along the length of his driving, plunging penis as he 
continued plummeting into the welcoming center of her femininity. 

Their two bodies were fused together as one, joined where the length of his 
massively swollen penis had buried itself inside her widely stretched 
passage of openly pulsating vagina. The two of them flailed and struggled 
against one another, the room filled with lascivity of their wetly slapping 
sounds of lovemaking. 

The man full as if he were being driven by some inner force that was making 
him strive almost inhumanely for utter completion with the tortured, 
lust-wracked woman writhing beneath him. 

John was certain he would go insane if he didn't achieve his satisfaction 
shortly. His entire physical being felt ablaze with a burning salacity he 
had never known before. Every nerve-ending inside him was taut and frazzled 
by his effort to attain the pinnacle of utter pleasure. 

It was Kim who attained her satifaction first, screaming, "AAAAAAIIII 
IIUYYYYY AAAAGG-GGHHHGHAAAA AANNNNGGGG HHHHHH!" 

The screeching cry was torn from her helpless body as she stiffened almost 
unbearably, and then she was thrashing madly up and down on the mattress, 
pounding her passion-driven vagina against the matted pelvis of John's body. 

She was gasping and choking, groaning uncontrollably, her entire body caught 
up in the shuddering throes of the most incredible orgasm she had ever 
known. The man was aware of her passionate vibrations resounding throughout 
the length and breadth of her feverishly flailing form, and her frantic 
jerkings finally triggered her own shuddering release. 

The tremendous pressure which had been building inside him finally exploded, 
sending one Shockwave after another through him. The man's aching head was 
wildly spinning, and his body seemed to go totally out of control as a 
series of convulsive shudders took him over, gripping him, making him fuck 
all the more brutally between the girl's wantonly splayed thighs. 

"GGGGHHHH HHHHHHUU UUUUUUNN NN-NNGGGG GGHHHH!" he shouted as his tortured 
prostate finally unleashed the first burning splashes of his seeething 
masculine seminal fluid. It rushed blindly from the long length of his 
stiffened cock and poured gushingly into the tunnel of her wantonly sucking, 
aching pussy, filling her hungrily receiving womanly depths. The flood 
continued in heated jetstreams of boiling white fluid, the oils seeping into 
the furthest reaches of her helplessly gluttenous vagina. 

When at last it was all over, he rolled off Kim and the two of them lay side 
by side for the longest time, saying nothing verbally, yet feeling a bond 
with one another neither had ever felt with anyone else. 

"Will I see you again?" Kim finally asked. 

"I promised to bring you clothing, and I will," he acknowledged. "If you 
really want me to take you away from here, I will. But I'll have to get a 
transfer to another state where you can divorce your husband and marry me." 

"I don't want him to find out where I am," Kim told him. "So let's go to one 
of those southern states where I can get a quickie divorce, and by the time 
he receives the papers, we can go somewhere else ... that is, you can go 
with me if you want to. You're not obligated to me because of what we just 
did." 

"Hell! This sounds crazy, but I'm in love with you. It's the old cliche of 
love at first sight, or in this case, love at first fuck. Look, I'll need a 
day or two to wind things up, but by Friday I'll be back here with all the 
clothing you'll need. We can leave then, if you still want to go." 

"I'll want to go, " Kim nodded, shuddering and thinking of the horrors her 
husband had put her through, and frightened of even more horror to come. 

"We're just strangers, really," he reminded her. 

"I'm willing to risk it if you are," she insisted. 

"Good. I've never met anyone like you. I don't know why, but I'm totally 
crazy about you. I'll do anything you want." 

"All I want is to live a quiet, decent life with one man and not be forced 
to perform all kinds of things with men I've never previously seen. I'm not 
even asking fidelity on your part. Just let me stay faithful to you, and 
give me enough sex to keep me happy." 

"Doing that will be a full-time job," John smiled. "I'd never have the 
chance to be unfaithful. Let's get dressed. I have to leave now. Once I've 
arranged everything, I'll be back." 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Kim had just dried off following her second shower of the day when her 
husband came home. This time, Barney was alone. She saw he was carrying a 
briefcase. It obviously wasn't something he had just bought. It was too 
worn-looking. She knew he hadn't taken it to work with him, and she was 
naturally curious. However Barney didn't see fit to enlighten her, 
especially since, by the end of the week, he hoped to have enough evidence 
to dump her. 

She watched him go to his closet, unlock it, and put the briefcase inside. 
Then he locked it again. 

He was in a lightheaded, jocular mood, and he didn't complain when she 
burned supper. He ate it, then went straight to bed, claiming he'd had an 
exhausting day. 

Kim smiled to herself. Soon, if John Gordon kept his word, she would be long 
gone from here. That was what she looked forward to. Even if the man failed 
to keep his promise Kim would somehow or other get the devil away from here. 

The following morning, after Barney left, she halfheartedly began cleaning 
the house and discovered the key to her own closet door fitted Barney's 
closet door. Unlocking his closet, she realized she now had the means to get 
away. She would be able to put on one of his shirts and pairs of pants, if 
necessary, and leave. Then she saw the briefcase on the floor. Taking it 
out, she opened it and saw the money inside. She whistled, and sitting on 
the floor, counted it. More than two-hundred-and-fifty thousand dollars. 

A sound at her front door snapped her out of the funk into which she had 
fallen. She shut the briefcase, shoved it back into the closet, locked the 
door, and put the key into her own closet door. She was surprised to see 
Barney coming into the house. The living-room clock said it was only 
nine-thirty. 

With Barney was another woman, tall, thin, with brown hair, with small 
breasts. Barney leered at Kim and said, "Honey, this is Stacey Morris, who 
works in the main office of the firm. I was asked by the big boss to 
entertain her today. So I'm doing just that." 

"I don't understand," Kim said, feeling more exposed in front of the woman 
than she had in front of the man her husband had brought home. "How can you 
hope to entertain her here?" 

"Stacey is a bi-girl," Barney told her. "She likes to swing both ways, with 
men as well as women. I told her I didn't think I'd be able to do much for 
her myself, especially after that workout you gave me yesterday, but she 
said if I watched the two of you in action, I'd probably be able to raise 
another stiff one and go to work on the both of you. So that's why I'm 
here." 

"I still don't understand," Kim shrugged. "What do you expect her to do with 
me?" 

"Hey, relax," Stacey said, smiling, her voice soft and almost comforting as 
she approached Kim. 

"You want me to watch?" Barney asked, sitting on the easy chair over which 
he had bent Kim the previous day when exposing her cunt to Charlie. 

"By all means," Stacey nodded, removing her clothing, revealing a willowy, 
slender body with firm, small, brown-tipped breasts. 

"But if you get any ideas, feel free to join in." 

Barney felt himself getting ideas, all right. For the first time in his life 
he was raising an erection within twenty-four hours of the time he had last 
come. 

"What are you going to do?" Kim asked. 

"A lot of pleasant things," Stacey explained. "But if you should feel you 
aren't interested...." 

Kim looked at her husband and saw the glowering stare in his eyes. She knew 
damn well if she refused what this woman wanted, no matter how perverse it 
seemed, she would be severely beaten by Barney. She had no choice but to 
submit to this indignity. 

"Whatever you wish," she sighed, and saw her husband visibly relax in the 
chair. 

Stacey made Kim lie on the sofa, and then she lay facing her. Barney stared 
at the two delightfully naked women whose firm breasts were pressing solidly 
against one another. Below, he saw their smoothly rounded loins also 
straining against each other. Stacey's dark-brown pubic hairs were 
entangling themselves with Kim's light-brown hairs. Stacey was moving her 
body so that it rubbed circularly against that of Kim, whose sleekly curving 
thighs were already automatically spreading, allowing the other woman's 
softly tapered and more slender thighs to slide between them. Damn! He was 
really getting all kinds of ideas. He knew Stacey was hot for his wife, but 
from what he was seeing he believed Kim was also getting hot. The truth was, 
Kim was getting hot. She didn't know why a woman was capable of arousing her 
this way, but it was happening. 

Barney found the camera, which he had put inside the bookcase right near the 
chair where he was sitting. His wife involved in a lesbian act ought to 
convince any judge in the world that he was entitled to a divorce. All this, 
added to the finale Charlie had planned later in the day, ought to be enough 
to get him free of Kim. 

Kim shuddered, unused to all this. But she permitted Stacey to caress her, 
and then was taken totally by surprise when the more slender female actually 
pressed her mouth to hers, kissing her like a lover. She was stunned to feel 
Stacey's tongue work its way into her mouth and tickle hers just enough to 
stimulate some kind of response. 

"Touch me, too!" Stacey whispered as their mouths remained locked tightly 
together. 

Barney watched and snapped pictures as both women let their hands roam 
caressingly over the naked contours of one another's bodies. He knew he 
would only be able to hold back for just the littles bit longer before 
joining in, himself. 

"Let's go into the bedroom," he said, standing, his erection pushing 
evidently against his pants. 

Stacey slid smoothly to her feet and helped Kim up, and they went into the 
bedroom where Kim and the other woman lay on the bed and resumed their 
kissing and caressing. To Barney, this was all heady stuff. God! He was 
aroused as never before, and he decided before dumping Kim, he might just as 
well enjoy the pulchritudinous feast of feminine flesh set before him. 

Still standing at the foot of the bed, staring at the two nakedly wriggling 
females, the anxious man began to divest himself of his clothing, tossing 
everything on the floor. It didn't take him very long until he stood there, 
totally naked, his body prickling with desire, his stone-solid shaft of 
pulsating penis jutting out from his body at a forty-five degree angle. 

Moving to the side of the bed, he crawled onto it, his itching hands 
reaching out, starting a caressing exploration of each of the two womens' 
satin-smooth, warmly vibrant bodies. God! It felt fantastic to touch two 
different bodies at once. 

Stacey broke the kiss and smiled at Kim, saying, "In spite of what your 
husband has told me, he's really able to raise an erection much more quickly 
than he thinks. His so-called impotence is really in his mind." 

"It looks like you can do more for him than I can," Kim muttered. 

"Not really," Stacey laughed. "It takes the two of us. A man like him will 
always need something different in order to have a good hard-on. The idea of 
fucking the two of us at once-is what's really turning him on. What's more, 
if he's handled right, he'll not only be able to fuck both of us, but 
actually come twice." 

"I think that would be too much," Kim snapped. "Barney is only a man when it 
comes to seeing his wife get beaten up or fucked by some other man." 

"Watch it, Kim!" Barney snapped. 

"Don't worry, daring," 'Stacey said to Barney. "I know you're every bit a 
man. What's more I'll prove it to both you and your wife." 

"I'm very open-minded," Kim insisted. 

As Kim watched, Stacey reached out with her hand and began caressing 
Barney's stiff tool. She massaged the organ until it looked longer and 
thicker than it had ever previously appeared. 

"Relax, Barney, darling," Stacey smiled. 

Then the more slender woman was moving. She was up on her knees, and 
reversing her sensually naked, lithe young body, she forced Barney to move 
to the side as she threw one leg over Kim's lovely head to straddle the 
bigger-breasted girl in a sixty-nine position. Slowly spreading her firm, 
satiny white thighs, Stacey proceeded to lower her hair-fringed vagina over 
the other female's beautiful face. 

Kim stared into the pink oscitancy above her, realizing just what it was 
Stacey wanted, yet certain she would never be able to do such a thing. 

"Lick her!" Barney insisted, clapping his hands together sharply, making Kim 
aware of the pain he was able to inflict on her if she didn't obey. 

It wasn't as if Kim would have had to accept the pain instead of doing what 
her husband ordered. In point of fact, if he whipped her, she would end up 
doing as he instructed, anyway. So she shrugged and prepared herself for the 
new ordeal. 

Barney felt a quickening in his bloodstream as he avidly stared at his wife. 
He saw Kim's little pink tongue snake out sinuously from between her lips 
and lick straight up into the coral center of the moistly hovering vagina 
above her face. 

"Shit!" Barney gsped, able to smell the essences of Stacey's cunt, his face 
was now so close to his wife's. He would have loved doing that himself, if 
only to taste the differences between the two vaginas. 

At the same time, Kim's own faintly quivering loins were spreading 
themselves widely apart, and Stacey's own head slowly lowered between them. 
Barney hurriedly shifted his gaze to watch. He saw the more slender girl's 
wanton tongue reach out and bury itself in the wetly quivering vaginal 
slash. Kim, not expecting it, gasped, quivering with another new-found 
thrill. The knowledge that a woman was doing this to her while expecting her 
to do the same thing in return, seemed to arouse her that much more. 

Barney was aware of a humming sound coming from the throats of both women as 
Kim forced herself to press her mouth to Stacey's hotly dripping vagina. 
Obscene sucking noises came from the two of them as they hungrily licked 
away. Hell! They were literally wrapped up in one another. There was nothing 
Barney coudld do except allow his hands to wander over their nakedness. 

One hand slipped itself between the two soft, warm feminine bodies. First he 
felt the kneeling Stacey's breasts-small, ripe, with berry-like nipples that 
were harder than pebbles. He dug his fingers into the woman's smoothly 
pliant flesh, cupping her breasts and continually rolling the hardened 
nipples between his fingers. Then he saw he was able to use both hands. He 
slid his other hand over his wife's tautly rippling belly, moving to her 
chest as he kneaded and caressed the quivering softness of her full-mounded 
breasts. He was becoming so heatedly aroused he began to wonder if he'd be 
able to keep himself from having a premature ejaculation. Never before in 
his life had he had the opportunity to fuck two diffeerent women at the same 
time-both so sensually attractive. There was no doubt that Kim was still a 
lovely female-lovelier than any other single female he had ever known. It 
was merely the idea of being tied down to her that bothered him. Obviously 
he had to fuck them in turn, which meant he would have to hold his sperm 
back until he was fucking the second woman. Hell! He was certain he would 
somehow be able to do it. 

Kim was feeling fire burn through her. She sucked hungrily, licking and 
lapping, slavering at Stacey's cunt, first aware of the attractions a 
feminine vagina held for a man as she hungrily ate. At the same time 
chilling thrills ran rampantly through her as Stacey continued plumbing her 
own depths with her mouth. The two females ground against one another, 
slamming cunts into each other's faces, and their breathing had become very 
raspy in their throats. 

Barney realized Kim had become as much turned on as Stacey. They were so far 
gone they might start climaxing at any moment. 

Apparently Stacey realized it, too. Though she continued licking Kim's 
pussy, she lifted her own cunt from Kim's mouth. All the while she continued 
making all kinds of strangling noises in her throat as her saliva dribbled 
into Kim's cunt. 

Finally Stacey lifted her lovely face, her short, upturned nose smeared with 
Kim's vaginal juices. Barney saw his wife's cunt was visibly pulsating. 
Stacey's mouth was sodden as she licked her lips and sucked in the moistly 
glistening oils from the other woman's hotly seething vaginal pandiculation. 

"Ohhhhh Goddddd!" Stacey gasped out loud. "I almost forgot about you," she 
said to Barney. It was so good, I just wanted it to go on and on and on. She 
scrambled up from her position over Kim and very throatily said, staring at 
Barney, "Hell! I love cuntlapping, but what I really want is a good stiff 
cock to fuck me half to death, and you seem to have the good, stiff prick to 
do it with." 

Her eyes were solidly riveted on the man's massively throbbing phallic probe 
as she straightened herself around on the bed, fell onto her back, and 
supinely presented her nakedly open thighs while spreading them wide apart 
in an obscene invitation to be solidly fucked. 

"Come on!" she said to Barney. "Shove that big, beautiful stick of yours 
into me, right now!" 

Barney looked from one female to the other, nothing the anxiety in Kim's 
eyes, as well. Much as he wanted to please Stacey, because she was the one 
he was entertaining, and angry as he was at Kim, his own wife was still the 
most desirable female he had ever seen, and he ached to fuck her at the 
moment. Here he was in the enviable position of having to choose between the 
two women, knowing both wanted his cock at that instant. 

"Jesus!" he groaned, smiling at the two of them, thinking to tease Stacey a 
bit. "You know I can only fuck one of you at a time. The other one'll just 
have to wait." 

Beneath him, Stacey was already reaching down between their delightfully 
naked bodies to tightly grasp the full length of his rampantly ready 
phallus. With a deft hand, she tugged him toward her, aiming the tip of his 
throbbing penis at the opening of her moistly waiting pussy. She was aware 
of just how hungry Kim was for the man's cock, but she wanted to go first so 
she arched her back hed her back and bucked solidly against him to force his 
lust-swollen penile point just inside her heatedly throbbing vagina. 

"I've got you," she said to Barney. Turning her face to Kim, she 
triumphantly announced, "I have his cock locked tightly inside me honey, so 
you're the one who has to wait." She was already crooning happily as her 
slim, satiny hips undulated higher, trying to absorb even more of the 
throbbing length of masculine flesh. Then, as an afterthought, she 
maliciously said to Kim, "You know, if you want you can always diddle 
yourself with your finger, dear ... while you're waiting, assuming he has 
something left for you." 

Barney wasn't able to stay still. Kim's cunt was better than this woman's, 
but the fact that this woman's cunt felt different made it all the more 
intriguing. His impatiently pulsating penis was already there, half-buried 
in Stacey's tight little nookie, and her wetly clasping cuntal sheath was 
squeezing it. With a hurried thrust of his hips he drove his lust-siffened 
phallic lance even deeper into her, feeling the delightful flutterings of 
the slender woman's interior vaginal muscles all along his throbbing length. 
There would be no stopping him, now. He began fucking in, then out, in, then 
out of her quiveringly heated cunt. Soon he was settling into a smoothly 
steady beat, hoping he would be able to make her come before he did so he'd 
feel his wife's cunt wrapped around his cock at least one more time before 
he dumped her. Hell! He was in one helluva fix! Granted, he had brought it 
about, yet he really hadn't thought he, himself, would be involved when he 
had agreed to bring Stacey home with him at his boss's insistence. 

"You know," he said to Stacey, as he continued pumping his prick through her 
tight canal, seeing his wife's frantic face. "There is a way I can fuck the 
two of you at the same time. It's a kind of weird position, something I read 
about in a Chinese sex book once. I remember what it said." 

Stacey was listening, obviously interested in what he was saying in spite of 
the way her accordioning walls were clenching tightly around his throbbing 
penis, driving him insane. 

"How ... uhhh ... does it work?" Stacey gasped. "I mean, you only have one 
cock." 

"I'll ... uhhhh,.. have to stop ... ohhhh ... so I can show youuu...." he 
said, seeing the urgent needy look on his wife's face as her hand stole down 
to her wetly soaking cunt where she began taking Stacey's advice, using a 
finger to rub caressingly against the throbbing nubbin of her little 
clitoris. 

"Please...." Kim gasped. "Listen to him ... if anyone can do it ... Barney 
can...." 

Barney stopped pumping. Not that he really gave a damn about anything Kim 
needed. He was only concerned with himself, but if he had a chance to feel 
two cunts wrapped around his cock at the same time, well why the hell not? 

Stacey, on the other hand, once he had stopped rubbing his cock in and out 
of her, realized just how far gone she really was. She writhed, calling out 
to him, "For God's sake, Barney. Don't stop now! Keep on fucking me! 
Remember, the boss said to make me happy. So move that ass of yours." 

Her fiercely gasping fingers reached out and her nails dug into the hard 
flesh of his naked asscheeks, trying to tug him all the more deeply into 
her. At the same time her hips gyrated against him demandingly. Then she was 
pulling her knees up until her thighs were pressing against the softly 
pliant small mounds of her breasts. Her whole body was covered with heavy 
droplets of perspiration signifying her total sexual arousal. "Come on, come 
on, fuck me hard!" Stacey insisted, almost commanding him. 

"Nah!" Barney maliciously replied, figuring his charm enough to give him 
power over Stacey as well as Kim. "I've never fucked two chicks at the same 
time, before. I'd like to give it a try, just like in the book. 

He hoisted himself up on his hands and knees, tugging his long, wetly 
glistening penis out of Stacey's suckingly anxious vagina. He hadn't really 
wanted to stop his delicious fucking of her any more than the slender woman 
had wanted him to, but the idea of banging both women at the same time was 
really making his head spin. 

Stacey tried to futiley hang onto him, but he managed to pull himself clear. 
He avoided her grasping hands and wantonly squirming loins and legs as he 
growled, "All right, Kim-baby, I'm gonna tell you what to do, and you're 
going to do it." 

Gasping, thankful her husband was willing to try and satisfy her after 
Stacey had gotten her so aroused, Kim was already moving to obey Barney. 

At Barney's instructions, she faced him, slowly sitting down on the slender 
Stacey's belly, her back to the other woman. Then she slowly lay down until 
her head was touching Stacey's turned cheek, her own back pressed tightly 
into the nakedly trembling breasts of the slender dark-haired woman 
underneath her so that her openly spread vagina was now directly above that 
of the other woman. 

Barney smiled, nodding, knowing without a moment's hesitation that what he 
wanted to do would really work. He crawled between the thighs of both women, 
pushing them even wider apart. He made Kim pull her knees up the way Stacey 
had done before, thus causing her to spread her thighs even wider. Looking 
down, he stared at the two hair-fringed vaginal orifices-two wetly waiting 
cunts-one above the other, mere inches apart. Kim's lighter-haired pussy was 
now widely splayed, its coral inner layers flowering wide open to receive 
the heatedly pulsating penis. Though both muffs were brown, Stacey's hair 
was so much darker than Kim's, there was a bright contrast between wetly 
quaking pussies. 

Yup!" he nodded, "it id definitely possible to fuck the pair of you at the 
same time." 

"Yes!" Kim gasped. "You can fuck the two of us! First you can stick your 
cock into me ... then pull it out all the way and shove it into her 
cunt...." she refused to dignify Stacey by using the woman's name. Though 
she was heated past the point of dignity, and she needed to be fucked-even 
if by her own husband whom she heartily hated-Kim still had enough presence 
of mind to feel dislike for the other woman. 

"Oh God! Hurry up and fuck us," Stacey gasped from under the rounder female. 

With a rapturous agreeability born of the erotically mind-boggling spectacle 
of two softly heated pussies waiting hungrily for the length of his 
painfully throbbing phallic javelin, seeing the two orifices twitching in 
their desire to contain him, Barney lowered himself onto the two women and 
slammed his hips uncaringly forward, burying the entire length of his 
throbbing cock in the wetly juicy folds of his wife's aching cunt. The 
impatient vagina seemed to reach out as if it had a hand inside, and it 
tugged him in. He sank all the way in-deep and hard-feeling her heated inner 
walls clinging tightly to him as his lust-aroused penis flicked its way 
above her cervix and struck the rear wall of her narrow vaginal sheath. 
Though Kim was built somewhat more voluptuous than Stacey, her cunt was 
still narrower and tighter. Churning his throbbing cock around and around 
for a moment, he then proceeded to pull his madly pulsating organ all the 
way out. He lowered his body a little, aimed with his hand this time, and 
managed to poke his prod into the narrow tightness of Stacey's heatedly 
seething vaginal opening, below. All three of them groaned in excruciating 
delight as they mentally visualized what was taking place. Barney didn't 
have to actually visualize it, since he was able to turn his head and look 
in the dresser mirror and see what was happening. 

He began alternating now, first driving his cock into the upper cunt of his 
not-so-loving wife who was on top, then downward into Stacey, beneath. After 
several thrusts, he began to get the rhythm and the range, and he was 
fucking them both deeply and accurately. He became more acutely aware than 
ever of the differences in the two cunts, and he had to admit he had married 
the better one. Too bad she was going to go. But he didn't need any 
permanent woman to cramp his future lifestyle. 

Stacey's hands slid up between Kim's arms, moving along the rounder woman's 
sides, cupping the firmly dancing mounds of the younger woman's swollen 
breasts. She began pulling on them, massaging them, caressing them, rolling 
the full pointed pink nipples to a point where they felt stiffer than 
Barney's long cock. Kim shuddered and moaned in lascivious delight, and 
Barney saw the lovely slender woman's lips were fervently kissing Kim's back 
and neck. 

"Oooonnnnhhhh ... aaannnhhh ... ohhhhhh ... hhhh aaaannnnhh ... yesssss...." 
Stacey moaned. "This is terrific ... wonderfulllll! Oh dear God! Fuck me, 
Barneyyyy ... fuck me ... fuck me harrrd ... fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me 
... fuck meeee...." 

Slaving away above them, Barney tried his level best. Dear God! How he did 
try! He slammed his lustfully swollen phallic lance alternately into each of 
their eagerly reaching vaginas, feeling the way the walls of each cunt 
compressed around his cock, knowing that time and the intensity of his 
wildly aroused inner desire would shortly catch up with him, and soon he 
would be spewing his sperm out in a mind-blowing climax as he felt the 
acidic burn of it within him like a signal fire flaring in the shuddering 
depths of his own loins, moving from the base of his cock right up to the 
flaring tip. 

Stacey had been so ready, the next time he thrust his cock into the slender 
woman, she came. Her mouth opened, and she screamed in full-throated 
rapture, "EEEEEE IIIIIIYYYYYY EEEEAAAA AAIIII GG-GGGGHH HHHHHH!" 

Her naked youthful body beneath that of Kim began convulsing as her long 
legs began thrashing and she hurled her wetly quivering vaginal opening all 
the higher at the man's thickly impaling shaft, using such fury she lifted 
both Kim and Barney totally off the mattress. 

Barney rammed his cock solidly into her to make sure she finished her 
orgasm. It was important to keep this lady happy even if he didn't enjoy her 
as much as he did Kim, and then he withdrew it and thrust his moistly 
glistening cock into the glove-like grasp of Kim's sodden tunnel, above. In 
the next instant he was stroking into Stacey's burningly flaming flesh 
again, and she moaned aloud, "OH GODDDDD! I'm still coming! BARNEY! SHOVE 
YOUR COCK INTO ME A FEW TIMES IN SUCCESSION! PLEEEAAAASE!" 

Barney did just as the lady requested. He stayed right there with her as she 
climbed to her second orgasm, slamming his now wildly vellicating cock into 
the tight causeway of her body a multitude of times in succession. In almost 
no time she reached her second crescendo, uttering an unearthly, 
banshee-like wail of utter ecstasy. 

"AAAAIIII IIIIIIEE EEEEAAAA AAAAIIIIIIIIIGGGGHHHHHH!" 

He kept his powering cock locked into her sucking cunt until he was certain 
she had finished her climax, then he hurriedly withdrew from her frantically 
quivering depths, raised his aim and thrust straight up, burying his hard 
cock deep into the hotly quivering stove of his wife, above. He pounded in a 
number of times very swiftly now, slamming his cock through her membranes 
non-stop, and then he brought his beautiful spouse rapidly to the brink of 
release. 

"YESSS ... OHHHHH ... YESSSSS ... MORRRRE...." Kim begged, feeling her 
orgasm overtake her. "FUCK MEEE ... FUCK HE HARRUERRR ... I'MMM ... UUUUUNN 
NNGG-HH . ... COMMIINNGGGGUHHH ... NOWWW ... AAANN NNNGGGHHHHUU UUNNGGGG 
HH-HHAAAA RRRRGGGGHH!" 

As Kim tightly screwed her body up, then let her legs flop lasciviously 
outward to her sides, her eyes began swimming unseeingly while delicious 
ripples of relaxing muscle spasms surged uncontrollably through her nakedly 
orgasming body. 

Son of a bitch! Barney thought, overjoyed. I did it! lioth of them! 

The young accountant was more than a little delirious with the thought that 
he had been able to satisfy two women before shooting his own load. 

His own release was almost anti-climactic after that. He simply let go, 
gasping, "HHHHAAAAAU-UU UUUURRRR RRRRGGGGHHHH!" 

His wildly jerking cock pumped deliciously into Kim as his burning sperm 
hosed its way through the length of his still-thrusting penis to spurt from 
the tiny eye in its head. Satiated sexually, intensely satisfied with 
himself, feeling more macho than ever, the enjoyed the ecstatic thrill of 
his semen ejaculating far into the shuddering depths of his wife's anxiously 
nibbling vaginal container. 

"Jesus!" he grunted with heartfelt happiness. "Oh Christ! This was really 
something else!" 

Although out of breath and strength, he realized Stacey was the female all 
the way underneath, and so prevented himself from collapsing on top of the 
two woman. Reluctantly, he tugged his now-rapidly softening phallic length 
from her tightly clasping vaginal tunnel, listening to the lewd sucking 
sound it made as it came out. He rolled to one side, and Kim rolled to the 
other, taking her weight off Stacey. They lay there for several minutes, all 
three out of breath. 

"Well, Stacey finally said. "You're quite a man, Barney. Now I can 
understand why Mr. Fazio has such high hopes where you're concerned. You'll 
go very far with the company. By the way, you do have the briefcase?" 

"Safely locked away," Barney assured her, nodding, and Kim realized the 
money belonged either to Stacey or someone close to Stacey. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

They were gone. Both Barney and Stacey had left an hour earlier. Barney had 
warned Kim to expect a visit from Charlie and his pal, Randy. This irritated 
the lovely woman, but she knew she didn't dare try and escape right now. 
Suppose she was seen running from the house in men's clothes, carrying the 
briefcase. She would be very easily tracked and caught. No! She had to bide 
her time and wait. Eventually, somehow or other, she would get out, and she 
would take that briefcase filled with money with her. She would totally 
disappear, and Barney would never hear from her again, except to find out 
they were divorced. He would never know where she went to enjoy the money 
she would take. 

Once again, she showered, changed the bedding, and was grateful the 
apartment had its own washer and dryer, so she was able to wash the linen. 
But she was still as naked as ever, roaming through the house with nothing 
to do but watch TV. 

TV watching ended abruptly when her front door opened and the evil-looking, 
bearded, gaunt Charlie came in wearing a striped polo shirt of yellow and 
red, and dungarees. With him was his friend, the one he called Randy. Randy 
was shorter than Charlie, and he had greying hair. His face was round, 
jovial, and he had a broad nose and a wide smile which he continually 
flashed. Randy, though not really fat, looked heavy when compared to 
Charlie's gauntness. 

"Hey baby!" Charlie said, as she leaped to her feet. "Glad to see you. I 
know you're glad to see me. I figured we might have ourselves a little fun. 
So suppose you do just as I say," he insisted, and he shucked his clothing 
right there in the living room, revealing his massively lengthy stick again. 
Randy followed suit, and if his penis wasn't quite as long as Charlie's, at 
least it was broader. It was just about as thick as that of John Gordon, and 
since it was a bit smaller, it looked that much thicker. 

Kim knew she was once again in the power of two totally evil men, and she 
would be forced to obey them because of her perverted husband-a man she 
would never again love. In point of fact, she learned she hated Barney. Yes, 
she had to admit he had addicted her to sex, and once she was turned on she 
would even accept him, but she hated him as an individual. She hated his 
personality. He was a cruel, arrogant, self-indulgent man who only cared for 
himself. 

Randy went to the bathroom and took a quick shower while Charlie remained 
with Kim, smiling, saying nothing. When Randy emerged from the bathroom, he 
walked into the bedroom and lay down on the bed. At Charlie's order, Kim 
followed Randy into the bedroom, and she stood in front of the window, 
letting the light silhouette her from behind. She looked that much more 
seductive that way, and Randy smiled, stroking his already stiff cock, 
knowing it wouldn't be long before he buried the full length of it in this 
little doll. 

Unlike Charlie, Randy lacked sadistic tendencies, and as a result, Charlie 
had to agree not to use any whips this time. It took the edge off for 
Charlie, but his watching Kim being fucked by Randy would be enough to whet 
his appetite and keep his cock hard. 

Behind her, the lovely woman was able to sense Charlie's horrible presence 
as she walked into the bedroom. She took a deep breath to quell the 
shivering inside her, and then she turned around to look. But Charlie wasn't 
standing there. He was hiding, perhaps behind the doorway, or perhaps behind 
the window curtain. 

"Now!" she heard his voice hiss at her, and although she was unable to 
understand what kind of kick this man was getting from all this, she knew 
better than to think of disobeying. Besides, this was Wednesday, the late 
afternoon, and if John Gordon kept his word, by Friday morning, she would be 
out of here. Even if he didn't keep his word, she would find a way to get 
out. 

The voluptuously shaped five-foot girl walked to the bed and kneeled on the 
edge of it beside the resting Randy. With her hand she reached out and began 
caressing his throbbing length of thick penis. It shuddered, and Randy 
looked at her, smiling, admiring her beauty. Unlike Charlie, he didn't know 
what was going on with Barney. He had been told she was a married woman who 
simply liked screwing around with anyone, and so he gladly came along to 
enjoy what she had to offer. 

"Mmmmmm ... feels nice, honey," Randy told her. "You keep on doing that, and 
in a little while I'll let you have the whole stick where it'll do the most 
good." 

"Suck it!" Charlie told her. 

Shrugging, not caring, the lovely woman leaned forward and opened her 
heart-shaped lips, taking the thickly bulbous tip of the rock-solid phallus 
inside her narrow little mouth. Her head began to bob lasciviously as she 
worked her beautiful mouth over the entire length of the strong, lustfully 
throbbing cock, sucking firmly, as if daring him to come then and there 
between her ovaled lips. Only this time she was innured to the taste of his 
sperm-even looking forward to it. She wanted to wash it in her mouth. 

Randy moaned and shut his eyes tightly, enjoying her strictly by sense of 
feel as the wetly titallating sensations moved up and down the length of his 
more-than-willing turgid phallus. What a wanton little bitch Charlie had dug 
up. He was able to discern how much she was enjoying herself, sucking on his 
cock, even though Kim, herself, was not fully aware of how much she liked 
doing this. Shee-itt! As far as Randy was concerned, Charlie had found a 
real gem, and he intended taking advantage of her. 

It was at this point that, in spite of her inner hatred of her husband and 
Charlie, that Kim realized how absolutely satisfying and delightful this, 
which she was doing, felt. The knowledge that she was being observed by 
Charlie made the thrills that much greater for her. She sucked and drank his 
seepage, as if to let Charlie know she was doing for Randy something she 
would never do for him because she hated him, whereas she was merely 
indifferent to Randy. 

Kim was becoming more and more aroused, the intense delight becoming greater 
and greater as she allowed her tongue to slither over the broad head, the 
tongue-tip slipping into the little opening on top of the beet-red phallic 
tip. She sucked and wormed her eagerly anxious mouth around the throbbing, 
upthrust stiffness of the man's surging maleness, feeling his loins hump up 
to meet her with each downthrust of her lips until she was unable to 
withstand thistany longer. She had to have this throbbing length of rigid 
cock buried in her vaginal tunnel. 

She kneeled over the man, straddling him, hastily opening her thighs as wide 
as possible, positioning herself so that her tight vaginal aperture above 
him was ready to sink down and swallow up the length and breadth of his 
massive masculine missile. God! Her cunt had been well-fucked by her 
husband, but it was already aching for more, and now she would have it. 

Little by little she let herself down on the phallic spire, feeling the 
grey-haired man's hands reach forward and grip her full breasts for 
leverage, his rough and calloused palms massaging their velvety fullness as 
her head snapped back because of the acute penetration she was feeling. God! 
The man was thick, all right! 

For the moment everything was forgotten other than the wonderfully divine 
sensations of masculine flesh being buried in feminine flesh. Kim realized 
how totally disassociated were sex and love. She had come to love Barney, 
and he had abused her to where she hated him yet still craved physical 
satisfaction from him. She had also learned to love John Gordon, but this 
didn't prevent her from enjoying physical coupling with a man she had never 
known before. God! She had become a wanton whore! 

"Ahhhhhh nnnnnnnnnn nnhhhhhh hhhhhh!" she cried out, arching her voluptuous 
body over the supine form of the man beneath her. 

She leaned forward, taking more of his cock into her, and she allQwed her 
lips to press against his lips in a long, satisfying kiss. 

He was as far inside the snug center of her channel as he was able to go. 
The lovely woman was well aware of the feeling of his pulsating thickness, 
the hardness throbbing against her ultra-sensitive inner walls. God! It felt 
good even if she didn't care for the man. 

Abruptly she felt something else-something totally different and alien. As 
her lovely back arched itself, her full and separated buttocks were thrust 
up into the air behind her. She felt fingers running through her anal crack, 
touching the exposed button of her little brown asshole. 

At first she thought Charlie was merely going to finger her back there as 
her husband had done. But a moment later, remembering Charlie had witnessed 
her husband ass-fucking her, she knew damn well what the bearded man had in 
mind. God! A sinking feeling filled her-a horrible sinking feeling because 
she knew there was no way to escape this. 

"Uuuuuunnnhhhhh!" she moaned out loud. 

Randy, not suspecting what Charlie was up to at the moment, exclaimed, "Hey, 
honey, you like the feel of my hot, thick cock, don't you! Believe me, I can 
give you a fuck you'll remember for a long time after." 

He was grunting the words out rather than saying them because her mouth was 
still pressed against his, and his licentious tongue was still slipping in 
and out of her sweetly succulent mouth. The wetly clinging walls of her 
anxiously raging vagina only served to make the hard penis expand that much 
more. 

The worst part of all this was that Kim was feeling the bittersweet 
sensation of wanting course rapidly through her entire inner being. For a 
few seconds she almost forgot about Charlie, not thinking about the fact 
that he had already precisely positioned his hard cock behind her, pressing 
at her anal opening. But Charlie hadn't forgotten-not for a moment. As he 
saw the lovely woman writhing on top of his buddy, the man felt a renewed 
surge of sadism as well as overwhelming desire for this bitch. Hell! He 
might not be able to whip her, but he sure as hell intended fucking her ass. 
What was more, with Randy's cock locked inside her, her ass tunnel would be 
much narrower than when her own husband had fucked it. Even more interesting 
was the fact that Ma cock was thicker than that of Kim's husband, so his 
thicker organ would be fitting itself into a much narrower place. 

He stared with tremendous lust at the smoothly gyrating surfaces of this 
woman's shuddering buttocks, and he was unable to help but marvel at the 
wonderful way she had been put together. It was not the least bit difficult 
to adjust himself on the bed behind her as he had seen her husband do. He 
was between both pairs of legs, so that his lust-stiffened penis rested 
gently in the widely flaring crevice that separated her quivering nether 
cheeks. He grunted aloud with pleasure as Randy's upward thrusts into Kim's 
hotly steaming feminine culvert pushed her lovely, delightful curvaceous 
torso back against him in such a way, the hard length of his lasciviously 
in-tentioned phallus pressed its head against the tight little pucker of her 
prune-like opening. Kim felt it, but closed her mind to it for the moment. 

Randy was now aware that he and Kim were not the only ones on the bed, but 
then he had expected no less. He felt the other penis starting to work its 
way into the sexy girl's rectum, and was aware of the length of it as it 
slid against the thin, membraneous partition separating the asshole from the 
hot cunt. He was also aware of the added movement taking place on the 
mattress, as well as the passionate grunting and groaning of his companion. 

"Hey, take it easy!" Randy said to Charlie, realizing that his buddy's 
abrupt entrance into her rectum this way would hurt the woman like hell. 
Still, he had no intention of relinquishing the pleasurable sensations he 
was feeling in fucking upward into the narrow fissure of her tightly 
clamping cunt. He loved the warmth of her body, as well as the pressure of 
her breasts pushing against him. He was also aware of her obvious excitement 
in spite of the fact that Charlie was now hurting her. 

"Damn you!" Kim gasped at Charlie. 

"Come on, Charlie, go easy on the lady!" Randy insisted. 

Hut deep down he had to admit his buddy was doing something he had often 
wanted to do. Well at least Charlie's back door entry wouldn't disrupt his 
front entry. Charlie was always thoughtful in that respect, even if he 
didn't care too much about women. 

Anxiously, the grey haired man arched his heavy hips upward. He began a 
wildly furious pounding into the narrow tunnel of Kim's helpless cunt as it 
spread its walls willingly for him, each driving stroke causing her to gasp 
for breath as his mouth once again locked against hers in a passionate kiss. 

"IhiiiHiuiuiuiijmhlihlihlil" 

Kim jerked forward in agony and pleasure, the two feelings mingling inside 
her, relentlessly. She was tightly sandwiched between the two buddies, for 
the moment hopelessly trapped-skewered on two thick phalluses both of which 
continued to wildly churn their way through her narrow openings. Somewhere 
inside her, the two blunt-tipped staffs of masculine flesh were rubbing 
against one another. The only thing that separated them was a thin tissue of 
highly elastic flesh-flesh that separated the two chambers containing the 
cocks. 

Kim groaned, feeling anguish in the depths of her helpless belly as her 
rectum was ceaselessly being filled again and again. There was no escape 
from either of the manly drills, and she was only too aware of every detail 
of the twin penises of the two men as they pressed her tightly against their 
naked bodies. 

Charlie's muscular loins continued slapping firmly against the roundesses of 
her nakedly upthrust buttocks in the rear rear while in front, the hairy 
base of smiling Randy's cock spread the tininess of her vaginal lips to 
their utmost as his masculinely firm pelvis persistently pressed against the 
wide-split opening of her helplessly flaring pussy. 

The delicate feminine openings between her tenderly pale-white thighs were 
continually being assaulted from both front and rear.At the same time, Randy 
was pushing a hand between their fulcrums so that he was able to touch her 
clitoris with his thumb and massage it. He seemed to care whether or not she 
felt anything. Waves of pleasure inundated her body mingling with 
overpowering trammels of pain caused by the rear entrance of Charlie's 
shoving cock. Charlie merely smiled, sinking his organ deeper with every 
thrust, spreading her undulating buttocks wide and teaching into the 
farthermost depths of her helpless colon. 

Kim softly moaned and gasped, thinking she might very well finally faint 
dead away, but as time passed she realized fainting just wasn't a part of 
her makeup. Randy's hungry mouth continued to cover hers while his hands 
kept rubbing anxiously at the fullness of her swollen breasts. He was 
muttering all kinds of unintelligible sounds, which she later would learn 
was some foreign language. She was grateful for the pressure of his tongue 
as it swirled through her mouth, building thrill after thrill through her. 
She knew the ecstatic sensation of having all of her orifices violated at 
once. Yes, she was completely filled with either cocks or a tongue. 

Charlie was grunting as he worked behind her, feeling the strong, almost 
overpowering pressure of her narrow rectal canal as it squeezed around his 
cock. He worked at a furious pace, and the harder her anal canal tried to 
expel him in its instinctive way, the harder he surged into her narrowness. 
The feeling was incredible, and he gasped with sadistic pleasure, grinning 
widely to himself as he listened to the young wife's low and futile groans 
of pain mingling with her moans of pleasure. He didn't think in terms of the 
woman deserving or not deserving to feel all this. All Charlie cared about 
was his own hedonistic desires, and he was enjoying the even tighter 
pressure of her anal tunnel because of Randy's cock in her cunt. It made 
everything that much more sensual. 

He had to admit she was the single most beautiful girl he had ever seen. 
Hell! If she had been his wife, he woidd never have treated her this way. 
But then, Barney was a total asshole, anyway. This being the case, at least 
he was getting his licks at this gorgeous bit of feminine pulchritude. 

With long, smooth, driving strokes, the lasciviously excited bearded man 
continued to stab the entire length of his driving penis into her in a 
punishing rhythm of thrilling debauchery, sending it far up into her 
helplessly opened back tunnel. All the while the two men moved the lovely 
woman's body between them making her quiver and jerk and shake like a 
marionette on strings. Kim shut her eyes, but found herself forced to listen 
to the continuing sounds of licentious pleasure emanating from her 
thrillingly aroused ravishers. 

Abruptly, she felt an inner sense of anger at this abuse. They were hurting 
her, and she had a desire to hurt back-to get even with this pair as well as 
with her husband. 

But even as she thought about it, she knew there was nothing she would be 
able to do about it-not one damn thing. The pain in her rectum had become a 
blinding force within her, and her helpless body felt like an indecent 
object meant solely for the kind of hideous humiliation she was presently 
enduring. Never before had she felt so totally possessed and devoid of her 
own will. 

Much as she enjoyed the pleasure mingling with the pain, she prayed all this 
would shortly come to an end, and that she would have the strength to endure 
it. She hoped that if John Gordon did come and take her away, she would be 
able to once again emerge as the bright, happy little woman/girl she had 
been prior to knowing Barney. 

With some kind of superhuman effort, Kim ground her asscheeks sensuously 
backward, meeting the pain head-on. The agony crashed inside her repeatedly, 
long moments passing, yet she continued pushing repeatedly ... again ... 
again ... again ... again. She was desperately trying to make Charlie 
climax, hoping to end all this. She furiously squirmed her buttocks toward 
the man as much as possible in an indecent invitation to him to continue his 
licentious ravishment. She wanted him to quicken his pace. But she hadn't 
reckoned with Randy, and with each hard thrust of her body her clinging 
vagina massaged his penils surface with a powerful force. 

"Fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... fuck...." Randy moaned, and he was suddenly 
bucking furiously up and down, his gigantic cock slipping and sliding, 
continuing to impale her heatedly clutching cunnus with new determination. 
He grunted and groaned, letting her know he was going to climax at any 
moment while, unexpectedly, she felt a compelling force in response to 
Randy's plunging cock. It was in the depths of her vaginal tunnel where the 
spark grew and continued to enlarge. Frantically she reached down and caught 
onto Randy's thin hair, her head flung back, her mouth open and gaping, her 
eyes rolling around in their sockets. 

"YKSSSSSSS! YKSSSSSS! YJESSSSS!" she cried out, shrieking. "UHN ... AAAANNNN 
NNNNGG-GGGGIlllHUIUI!" 

She was orgasming, but it was a double climax, an overpowering, thrilling 
sensation the like of which she was unable to believe. She felt the orgasm 
in both, her rectum and her vagina. 

The two men were overwhelmed by her response, and they squeezed and caressed 
the curvaceous con-lours of her lithe form while continuing to ruthlessly 
luck her between them. Four hands grappled with her full, trembling breasts 
at one point, then the hands moved to her buttocks while he rectum and 
vagina were being ruthlessly reamed. 

"SON OF A FUCKING BITCH!" Randy yelled, and then he began his own orgasm, 
firing great gouts of seminal sperm into the lovely woman's narrow feminine 
enclosure. He fired again and again, filling her with flooding seed, 
spurting his fluids through her aching body. "YYYYAA AANNNN NNGGGG HHIIIIA A 
AARRRR GGGGHHHHHH HHAAAAAA!" 

Then he relaxed and it was Charlie's turn, and the bearded man began spewing 
his white foam into the anal tunnel of the helpless girl who was lying on 
top of Randy, no longer able to move. 

Finally it was over, and Charlie pulled out of her ass, and as Kim lay on 
top of Randy, he began snapping photos of her. These, added to the pictures 
Barney already had, would he enough to get Barney his divorce, hut what 
Barney didn't know was that it would, be Kim who would get the divorce. 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

The following day, Thursday, a half-hour after Barney had left for work, Kim 
was surprised by John Gordon. He had come a day earlier than he had 
predicted, and he had brought clothing with him. The underwear fit 
perfectly, but the dress was a little large. So were the shoes, but Kim 
didn't care. This was her opportunity to get away. 

"I've been transferred to an office in Meridian, Wisconsin," he told her. 
"Think you would like living there?" 

"You do love me," Kim said, somewhat surprised. 

"Of course," he nodded. "Hell! You gave yourself to me long before I 
admitted to loving you. Why would I tell you that I loved you after having 
gotten what I wanted if it wasn't so?" 

"It's just that I've been used and abused by so many men, I thought you 
might not want to have anything to do with me." 

"Hey, to begin with, you didn't do anything with those other men willingly, 
and secondly, I wouldn't give a damn if you had screwed the whole damn 
Eighth Army. I happen to be in love with you as a person." 

"It's nice to hear," Kim smiled. "Are you sure you want to be saddled with a 
pauper like me?" 

"I'm not marrying you for your money. Hell! I want to be the one to support 
and take care of you." 

"Well a girl can't say no to something like that," Kim smiled. "Just let me 
get my briefcase, and we can be on our way." 

"Sure," John said to her, not the least bit curious as to what the briefcase 
might contain. 

EPILOGUE 

By the time Barney Werner discovered his wife and the quarter-of-a-million 
dollars were missing, Kim was far enough away to be untraceable. Needless to 
say, the people to whom the money really belonged weren't pleased that 
Barney had "lost it." As a matter-of-fact, they didn't believe he had lost 
it until they had broken both his arms and legs and had dislocated his 
spine. 

By the time Barnev received a divorce notice from Alabama, Kim was happily 
married to John Gordon and living in Wisconsin. John, who made an excellent 
living, was still amazed at how much his wife managed to save from the 
household money, storing so much each week in their joint bank account. He 
figured out that at the rate she was putting money into the bank, and at the 
present rate of ten-percent interest being paid on thirty-month certificates 
of deposit, they would end up with a half-million dollars by the time he was 
ready to retire. 

Barney, because of his encounter with certain underworld elements, was never 
promoted at work and remained a junior accountant the rest of his life. 
Because he was maimed, he looked unattractive to women, and as a result not 
only didn't have Kim, but didn't have any other women. 


THE END
