A Neighbor's Delight

Ken was Ken... arrogant, conniving, demanding, depraved, manipulative, egotistical, and crude. A real bastard who got what he wanted and he was accustomed to getting his way most of the time. He worked his shrewd magic on Lori, bent her to his will, humiliated her, violated her, and treated her like his personal slut.

On the positive side, he gave Lori what she needed, which was great mind-blowing orgasms and sexual ecstasy far beyond anything she imagined in her wildest fantasies. When it came to sex, no matter how raunchy he was, Ken gave as well as received. Lori was deeply troubled by how she succumbed to all of Ken's demands. She loathed Ken, as a person, yet craved and obsessed over the incredible sex he provided her.

She shuddered with the comparison between her loving husband whom she dearly loved and sought to please, and Ken. As a loving wife, Lori looked forward to intercourse with Andy because she truly loved him. It didn’t matter to her that he was fast, and she always had to hurry if she wanted her own orgasm. Sexual experiences with her husband were pleasurable. On the other hand, Lori personally despised Ken.

The man was unlike her husband when it came to sex. Ken not only made her reach a climax, he ensured she was filled with uncontrollable lust and she also had immense satisfaction with each orgasm. Lori uttered a tiny sob of frustration with the realization that no matter how she tried, she couldn’t outlast Ken. Her orgasms exploded long before the disgusting man filled her womb with his seed. It seemed each climax was better than the last and that bothered her.

Another deeply troubling fact was how she succumbed to Ken’s two boys, boys young enough to be her own sons. It seemed they too, like their father, provided Lori with what she really needed. She craved the sexual bliss, but at the same time felt extremely guilty about it.

If it were all up to Lori, she would stop the sexual encounters immediately, but neither Ken nor Andy wanted it to stop. For some strange reason, she was powerless to say ‘no’ to either man. Andy was having his every fantasy fulfilled, exhibiting his wife’s gorgeous body to the leering eyes of strange men. He lustfully watched Lori have sex with Ken and his sons. It was wrong and he knew it, yet he loved watching and craved to see that Lori get ravaged again. Yes, Andy quickly realized, Ken and company turned his devoted wife into a wanton slut, just like in their shared fantasies.

When Ken unlocked a totally new beginning of anal sex, Andy couldn’t have been happier. He had dreamed of such sex for many years and finally it happened. The fact Ken and Sean had anal sex with Lori should have made him jealous, but Andy merely felt a slight envy for not being first. He noticed Lori’s apparent reluctance at the beginning of each adventure, yet she quickly became an eager, wanton slut with each and every one of the Patterson’s. Andy was initially bothered by the hickies sucked onto Lori’s body during the wild three-day gangbang. Every time he noticed the dark red blemishes, it made him think of Lori being ravaged by one of their neighbors and that excited him. It didn’t take Andy long before he considered the marks to be tattoos of desire and he threatened to add to the array, much to Lori’s dismay. Ken’s sexual advances were fully condoned and within reason, Andy thought, since his wife dressed in a provocative manner most of the time. Visions of Lori dressed in a less than modest bikini or wearing a braless halter-top made his stomach quiver with excitement, knowing she appeared seductive in sexy outfits. The couple talked many times of Lori teasing and enticing strangers, but she always resisted to dress in such a bold and daring fashion.

Unlike Andy who always seemed to ejaculate prematurely, Ken and even his sons had exceptional stamina, but Andy brushed the detail aside. Andy was completely unaware of Ken’s efforts to sap his limited endurance, which made him appear hasty. Not that Andy was any raging bull, yet Ken ensured his strength and stamina were diminished whenever it was Andy’s turn to fuck Lori. The husband’s poor performance could be directly attributed to Ken’s devious plans and they would continue to bring ruin to the oblivious man.

Sean and Troy, like all horny teenage boys, just wanted to get laid. They were devoted students of their father and would do anything he asked of them. Ken had failed to achieve one of his goals; he wanted to humiliate and totally dominate the husband. Andy had eagerly supported him and his carnal dealings with Lori, first with the photoshoot, then during the tub party and then during the basement funfest. Ken was smart enough to realize he was fulfilling all of Andy’s basest fantasies; therefore, it was easy to gain the man’s cooperation.

Ken may have plotted to trick him, but Andy needed no trickery and he nearly jumped at the opportunity. In fact, Andy looked at Ken as a good buddy and confidant and the willing facilitator of his wildest dreams. He didn’t see Ken as the threat that he really posed. Andy’s enthusiastic participation certainly made Ken happy. It made it easy for him, but Ken needed more. He had nothing incriminating over his neighbor and that didn’t sit well with the domineering man. "Soon that will change, buddy,” Ken said, as he gloated with evil intent. “I have plans to cement my dominance over you and your sexy wife.”

It was bright Sunday morning when Ken woke up with a raging hard on. Recollections of Lori squirming in ecstasy on his throbbing cock, as he orally abused her tits, were vividly etched in his mind. As in the past when he merely fantasized about Lori, he began to masturbate and then stopped.

"I have a much better idea!" he exclaimed, jumping out of bed. Glancing at the clock, he mumbled.

"My family is at church getting all holy. I have a couple of hours."

Ken set about securing his neighbor’s downfall with a devious plan mapped out in his head. His wife had returned home a couple days ago from her visit to her parents, but it didn’t make him unhappy. Helen went to church every Sunday with the reluctant boys and Ken often used the time to unwind from a busy workweek.

His family wouldn’t be home until at least 1 o’clock, which gave Ken plenty of time to implement his plan. It would start this Sunday morning. In his wildest dreams, Ken couldn’t imagine anything could top the three days of erotic bliss when Helen was away taking care of her ailing father.

"Well," he chuckled, "that may not be true." Ken's new plans would include getting control over Andy to enable him to keep Lori as his devoted slut.

He didn’t bother getting dressed and the only thing Ken wore was baggy, boxer shorts and a t-shirt.

His big hand grabbed the large bulge protruding from his groin, as he daydreamed of possessing Lori's naked body once again. Ken smiled knowing his daydream would soon be fulfilled and then he made his way to the destination at the house next door.

Meanwhile, Lori had been awake since the sun came up. The sordid events with her despicable neighbor were playing in her head like a bad movie and she couldn’t sleep. She was guilt stricken with the memories of being used and defiled in such a degrading manner by Ken.

What made the memory shameful was how her needy, moistened pussy yearned for more. Lori kept her eyes closed while daydreaming of Ken taking her again and again. She imagined him making her do all the awful things he demanded, and how Ken broke her once faithful spirit with every punishing thrust of his big cock.

Dressed in skimpy nighttime attire, Lori reluctantly acted. Her hand slipped over her quivering tummy and she was positive there were tremors. Her breathing quickened and it made her feel very flushed and shamed.

“Why? Why do I feel like this when that disgusting man enters my dreams?” Lori wondered, but that didn’t stop her hand from trailing downward. She just had to find out if indeed the wetness was real.

"Oh gawd, I'm doing it for that bastard... why," Lori whispered, as she wondered what had come over her?

The dainty fingers slipped between her thighs and found out she wasn’t only wet, but she was soaked. It sent shivers up and down her spine, knowing she was aroused by thoughts of her despicable neighbors.

The loving couple lay in bed. Andy awoke and his head immediately filled with memories of debauchery and orgies. Feeling his wife stir next to him, Andy knew what he wanted more than anything else in the world.

'By God,' he thought, 'I want to fuck her ass and I’m going to do it!' He had watched his newfound friend break a barrier once considered forbidden and in doing so, he reasoned that Lori could not deny him or say no to anal sex ever again. Andy decided to follow Ken's cue and he ordered his devoted wife to perform, as if he were her master.

"You awake? Good! Get on your knees, honey. I'm going to fuck your ass just like he did," Andy whispered to his drowsy wife. "Get on your knees, baby, reach back and spread open your precious cheeks for me," he said and his voice quivered with excitement.

It didn’t take long for his demands to sink into her tired brain. "Andy, you can't be serious! I’m too darn sore to do anything right now. Please, not now," she pleaded, realizing her husband was suddenly aroused. For the strangest reason, Lori desired only one man and he was not in bed with her.

"You mean you're saving your asshole for Ken and his boys?" Andy growled, with jealous anger.

"No, honey, it's not that, no it's...!" Lori pleaded, but broke off when she saw fire in her husband's eyes.

Andy glared at his wife. “Then do it!”

Lori loved her husband and always tried to please him. When Andy grabbed her scanty nightie, she allowed him to rip it up and over her head, leaving her naked. Slowly, and somewhat reluctantly, she moved to comply with Andy's sordid wishes and presented her ass to him for the first time.

Once she was in a perfect kneeling position, Andy quickly stripped his shorts and jumped her like a sex-starved teenager. He tried to shove his cock into her butt without lubrication and it brought an instant response.

“Owwwwww, owwwwww! You’re hurting me,” Lori cried.

Andy was impatient, but he ran his cock through the wet pussy for lubrication, making a couple of quick passes before pressing into her ass again. He grunted and managed to force the head of his pecker in while flashes of recollection went through Lori’s troubled mind.

Ken had taken his sweet time when he fucked her. He ensured his big cock was properly lubricated and he easily entered her virgin ass, causing very little discomfort despite his size.

Suddenly her husband held her by the hips and forced his slender cock into the tight hole. Like the obedient wife, Lori kept her body upright and she held her breath until the pain subsided. A tear or two came to her eyes, but she dearly wanted to please her husband.

Andy tightened his grip on the flared hips and he was almost ready to shoot his wad up Lori’s ass when a rustling noise caught his attention. He paused with his cock half buried in the heated inferno and listened to the voice of his dominating neighbor.

“Where’s my devoted neighbors... my horny Lori and Andy from next door?” Ken said, as he quickly knocked and entered the backdoor. “I hope they’re ready for some action.”

Andy turned his head and intently listened to the thumping of bare feet coming towards their bedroom. He readily thrust one last time to embed his hard cock and knew it was time to stop, as the intrusion was killing the erotic moment. Lori gave a momentary sigh of relief for the reprieve and quickly twisted her body to get Andy’s cock out of her ass.

Ken burst into the dimly lit room and he grinned at the seductive scene, as the couple tried to regain some modesty. He was barefoot and almost naked, holding his digital camera in one hand.

Ken stood at the entry to the couple’s bedroom, boldly taking pictures of the naked couple.

Lori and Andy were dumbfounded. How and why was he here, they wondered? Living in a safe neighborhood meant most families left the backdoors of their homes unlocked. Since most used their backyards on a daily basis, it was easier to leave the yards unsecured.

Ken was well aware his neighbors didn’t lock their patio doors. When he sneaked through the backyards, he readily entered the couple’s house. His plan was simple. He would reap the rewards of being in complete control over his next-door neighbors.

The couple noticed the man’s shorts bulging out prominently in front, threatening to release his demon. Ken was proud of his enormous endowment and he wasn’t shy or timid about showing off to onlookers. In one swift move, he stripped the shorts and kicked them away.

The couple was speechless; both stared at the man’s large cock that he shamelessly presented almost like it was a weapon. Ken grinned and took some more pictures of the stunned pair before lowering the camera. With his free hand, he lewdly stroked his pecker, enjoying the obvious discomfort on both Lori and Andy’s faces.

Ken was the first to speak. “You just can’t get enough cock, sweetheart. Lucky you, I’m here to give my favorite slut another royal screwing,” he stated in a mocking tone.

Lori suddenly got her voice back and she screamed at the man. “What are you doing here?” She was outraged at the intrusion into the privacy of their bedroom. “What the hell are you doing in our bedroom?”

His audacity was profound and Lori didn’t know what else to say. The fact he had taken pictures of her and Andy having anal sex was lost because of the unexpected invasion. When Ken simply stood there, she lost her courage.

"What do you think, sweetheart? I'm here for a little Sunday morning fuck-n-suck," Ken said and laughed at the shocked expression on the couple’s faces.

Andy felt totally awestruck by Ken's powerful presence and the promise of being able to watch the man fuck his wife. He realized Lori wanted him to throw Ken out, but he was almost intimidated by the commanding man. Ken's cock hovered in front of his hips and Andy had never witnessed anything so hypnotic.

Without thinking, Andy’s own fist went around his raging hard on when he dreamed of watching his sexy wife once again having sex with another man. He stared at the overly large cock and wondered if he should actually do something.

"Get out! Get out!" Lori shouted at the shameless neighbor before turning to Andy, implying he should protect her. When she noticed his total lack of concern, she felt like hitting him rather than Ken.

Ignoring her screeches, Ken moved quickly and grabbed Lori by the ankles before she could jump out of his way. He brusquely pulled her ass to the edge of the bed, completely ignoring her ineffective struggles, as he turned towards the stunned husband.

“Andy, help me out, buddy,” Ken said, as he grabbed the flailing legs. “Grab her arms. That’s it... hold’er down and I’ll spread’er wide. Fuck man, she’s dripping wet already... I can almost taste her sweet pussy!”

Andy never understood why he obeyed, yet he aided the bossy man. The two men pinned Lori flat on her back and stretched out within scant seconds. Adding to the suspenseful drama, Lori kicked and twisted her legs and arms, struggling to escape from the impending assault.

It was an assault aided and facilitated by her husband; an assault that only moments earlier she had dreamed about. Yes, she deemed, an assault that wouldn’t be a rape because she desired it so badly.

Andy realized that he would have an unobstructed view of the intended intercourse and he would witness Ken’s big cock fucking his wife’s tight pussy. Fully against his wife’s pleas and sobs, Andy easily pinned Lori’s arms high above her head while she lay spread-out on the bed.

Ken was given complete freedom. His big, strong hands held Lori’s thrashing legs apart, much to her dismay. “Please, no! Ken, please, let me go... please,” she implored, but her desperate pleading fell on deaf ears.

Held down by the two men, Lori was defenseless. Her heart rate sprinted out of control, making her feel hot and flushed, as she anticipated penetration.

The married couple got the surprise of their lives. Instead of Ken using his hard pecker, which bobbed up and down in the most enticing manner, he swooped down and his mouth closed over Lori’s precious opening. His tongue skillfully separated the pussy labia and licked the pink slit, almost like a cunnilingus expert.

Every time the man’s head came up, rising above her shaved pelvis, his eyes locked on hers. Lori stared at Ken in disbelief because his bold talent seemed overwhelming. She watched his damaging tongue flick her most tender morsel at the upper reaches of her opening, sending violent shivers through her entire body.

"Ken, you bastard, get out of here... I don't want you to touch me, ever!" Lori said, using the sternest voice she could muster while glaring at the man.

Ken shrewdly believed Lori's protests were merely for show because her husband was present. He suddenly devoured her pussy, ramming his rigid tongue into her opening as far as possible. Ken feinted a fucking action for a few seconds, and then sucked the swollen nub of her clitoris into his hungry mouth.

The noises were loud, distinct and very lewd. Ken nibbled and sucked the engorged clit non-stop and quickly felt Lori's hips respond in a most random manner.

Andy knew his wife well, yet he was totally amazed at the way Lori’s body reacted to the man eating her out. He could swear she thrust her hips toward the demanding mouth even though she begged Ken to stop.

"Andy, dear gawd, Andy! Tell him to stop... make him stop, please," Lori whispered, pleading for her husband’s help.

The pleas were ignored, as Andy’s total focus was on the noisy cunnilingus. Ken felt powerful and in full control of both, wife and husband. He planned to humiliate Lori to the utmost right in front of her enthused husband, so he paused the tantalizing lapping for a brief moment.

"We all know, Lori, that you love cumming all over my cock... you're a real slut! You always cum on my cock... don't you, honey?" Ken asked and waited a perilous few seconds, but he didn't expect an answer without persistence.

His conceit infuriated Lori and her whole body shook in frustration. Hatred filled her tear-stained eyes when she stared into the eyes of the devil. Her mouth hung open while her breathing got more ragged by the second.

Ken repeated his brazen question and smiled. "You always cum when I fuck you, don't you sweetheart? In fact, you can never wait. You’re a slut and cum almost as soon as my hard cock is in your belly," he whispered, wanting the humiliation to continue in front of her husband.

The man’s arrogance shook Lori's confidence, but there was no more pleading for Andy to stop what was to happen. It was almost like it was the two combatants and Lori felt alone in her struggle against the strong, commanding man. His strong fingers dug into the tender flesh of her splayed thighs and there was no doubt what he wanted.

'His eyes, if only,' Lori said to herself and uttered a tiny sob.

"Yes! Yes, you bastard. You fucked me and... and I wanted you to fuck me. Are you fucking happy? I hate you... you bastard!" Lori whispered.

The two lovers held their ground, both knowing who would win. Andy watched the interlude and knew he should feel jealousy. That didn’t happen, as it was only sheer lust that filled his brain.

Andy watched in utter amazement when Ken rose. The man put his hands around his wife's ass and pulled hard. It spread Lori's thighs wider and Ken shifted his big hands to grab both ankles. He reached back and curled her lithe legs around his wide hips, holding her prisoner.

Ken stood up straight with his hard cock aimed at Lori's midsection and brushed the wet tip against her exposed opening in a daring fashion. Lori stiffened and pushed the back of her head into the soft mattress, as her head rolled backwards. She closed her eyes in anticipation and found it almost impossible to breathe, as she gasped for much needed air.

Totally helpless, Lori knew Ken was about to demonstrate his absolute dominance. He was going to fuck her; Andy was going to watch and fulfill another of his fantasies. She could do nothing to prevent it. It felt like she was clinging to a sheer precipice by her fingertips and desperately wanted to hold on if just to save her dignity.

"Put it in! Andy, put my cock where it belongs," Ken demanded.

Lori stopped breathing at the meaning of his dire words. She could not believe the audacity of the man and it puzzled her to think of a reason for his bold statement. Ken teased and held his hips forward to indicate he wanted someone to help him hit the target.

Andy hesitated, but his heart rate increased so rapidly that it made him feel flushed and very overcome. How his hand reached over his wife's pelvis and grasped the big, hot organ was a mystery.

When his long fingers wrapped around the thick shaft, all eyes stared straight at the brazen fisting.

A sudden jolt shot through his fired-up libido. Andy’s head filled with brilliant flashback memories of summer camp and a summer of discovery. It was a camp where Andy and his camp-chums experimented and discovered something considered immoral.

It was the first and only time. Andy vividly remembered the thrill of feeling another boy's cock in the night and stroking it until cum shot all over the camp tent. When one of his buddies sucked his cock, the resultant mind-blowing orgasm had been pure lust in the rawest form.

That was years ago and the boyish actions upset Andy for a couple of years. He was inwardly shamed by his visions of having sex with a boy and even of him sucking another boy’s cock. Andy worried about being gay, but that fear eventually passed.

This cock wasn't some randy daydream and it seemed far more illustrious, as he felt it throbbing in his fist. Without thinking, Andy began moving his hand back and forth on the long shaft and he marveled at how the foreskin flowed so smoothly over the moistened head.

Suddenly Ken broke into his trance. "C'mon, little buddy, quit playing with my cock. Andy, I want your wife's pussy... not your fucking hand," Ken said with a chuckle.

Shocked and embarrassed, Andy immediately complied with the vile request by guiding the seeping tip of the large pecker to his wife's defenseless pussy. Gleefully he watched, as her swollen lips stretched ever wider to surround the enormous girth of the cockhead. His eyes glistened when Ken gave a short, swift thrust to bury the head in the vast wetness.

Andy’s eyes got bigger and bigger. He noticed how the protruding clitty had rotated downward to make direct contact with the thick penis, as it pierced Lori’s cunt. Suddenly the scene turned intensely torturous.

Ken moved ever so slowly in and out of the tight passageway in a tantalizing and teasing fashion. It was a surreal sight and Andy felt pungent desire for untold fantasies. His head filled with visions of Ken fucking his loving wife and he couldn’t get rid of images of himself feeling the man’s impressive cock.

Andy couldn’t remember ever feeling such burning lust and it mesmerized him to watch the erotic scene unfold barely inches in front of him. The fact the vein-covered shaft was much larger than his own did not matter to Andy.

Lori rolled her head back and forth. She shivered with anticipation, knowing that whether she wanted it or not, Ken was going to give her that something no other man could give. Her chest heaved madly and it was hard to breathe, as she tried to endure the familiar penetration.

To Lori's utter dismay, spasm after spasm began in her inner being and all she could do was moan out loud. "Oh gawd, no! No, not here... Ken, please, don't make me do it," she moaned with a feeling that the end would soon arrive. “You’re... you’re in... inside me... deep inside me.”

“Baby, oh baby, you’re the best... the best fuck,” Ken said, as he continued the slow and deliberate pumping.

“Ken, no, no... please don’t... not here,” Lori moaned, yet her hips willingly met the man’s thrusts.

Ken found it magical the way the couple drifted into worlds of their own. He noticed Lori was again his devoted slut and suddenly it was time to seduce the husband.

"Put your hand around it... around my cock," Ken suggested to Andy and purposely withdrew a few inches of his ramrod. “Grab my cock, little buddy, or else!”

Andy was in a complete lust-induced daze. His right hand went around the exposed penis without giving a second thought about possible drastic implications. Lori’s juices soaked the shaft and Andy had never experienced anything so arousing.

"That's it... let my dick slide through your hand while I fuck your wife,” Ken whispered. “Let’s bang your sweet darling.”

The demeaning words didn’t offend Andy and he felt the burning shaft slide easily through his fingers. Ken fucked Lori and all Andy thought about was how the man’s cock pulsed in his fist.

Suddenly Andy's daydream traversed back, back into the past. He remembered being a teenager who fisted his buddy Gord's pecker and how the boy had an orgasm. The flashback went to the first time one of the other boys sucked his cock.

Andy shivered with immense excitement from the memory of the thrilling two-week, summer camp many years ago. How often had he dreamed of repeating the affair, he wondered? It had been the first blowjob he had ever received, but he vividly remembered how wonderful the climax felt. He knew Ken would never do such a thing, but... but, he wondered?

Two minutes, three minutes and minute after minute Ken slowly pumped his big cock relentlessly in and out of Lori. Her body began to tremble and she vowed to remain strong and fight off the unwelcomed orgasm building in her guts. Her mind was delirious and only illicit thoughts filled her head.

'Not here, not again... not in front of Andy', came the silent prayer. Lori desperately tried to ward off the unwanted, yet craved, climax that Ken always promised and delivered.

"Oh no, gawd no, I can't stop. I'm cumming... gawd help me. I'm... I can't stop, ohhhhh," Lori moaned in a soft yet resounding voice, as her body went out of control.

Much to her dismay, she could no longer hold back. "Fuck, oh fuck, oooohhh fuck. Fuck me... you bastard, fuck me," Lori cried like a lost child.

The devoted wife didn’t care anymore. ‘After all,’ Lori told herself, hoping to liberate the guilt feelings. ‘Andy condones it... he’s helping the dirty bastard.’

As his wife screamed out her pleasure, Andy blew his load without so much as touching himself.

He shot his spunk all over his wife’s undulating belly and didn’t take his eyes off his hand covering Ken’s hard cock. The sudden climax quickly drained his reserve and he slumped down to Lori’s side while his brutish neighbor laughed at the inadequate husband.

The greatest satisfaction filled Ken. He took his slut to the highest peak of ecstasy and kept her there with a constant pumping of his tireless hips. Although Andy’s fist prevented the cock from reaching Lori’s deepest reaches, the pulsing cock still defiled her tender G-spot to ensure a memorable orgasm.

Ken’s protracted intercourse was a result of his rare ability to prolong his stamina and he was determined to make this one last for a long, long time. His mission was clear.

“Time for a real screw. I don’t need your hand anymore, little buddy,” Ken whispered for Andy’s benefit, as he slapped the man’s hand away from his extended pecker.

“Time to fuck your wife with my hard cock. Pay attention, little buddy, and watch a real man screw your slut-wife.”

Ken powered his hips at the defenseless woman and drove his cock to the hilt. Then he glared straight at Andy. “Don’t worry, slut, you’ll get to squeeze it again and taste the cum that is normally reserved for your slut-wife,” he said, trying to fully intimidate the husband.

The dire comments caused both Andy and Lori to hold their breath. Ken’s drastic remarks kept repeating over and over in their heads, as they tried to determine the exact meaning of the man’s words.

Ken vowed to not let Lori off easy. He reached under her shapely ass and dug his fingers into the firm buttocks, pulling up with power and might. Lori’s hips were held high and he took advantage of her vulnerability, as her legs remained curled around his lower torso.

The tempo increased and the bulbous cockhead fully embedded with every powerful thrust. Ken’s balls swung freely and strangely teased Lori’s asshole by slapping against her flesh, as if by design.

Lori shuddered and realized she remained in a continuous state of heightened arousal every time this man fucked her. She actually hoped Ken would keep abusing her body to fuel the lust that now consumed her mind. Lori felt like an addict and fornicating with her hated neighbor was the only syringe that gave her comfort.

After many minutes of intercourse with the woman of his dreams, Ken felt that familiar twinge in his belly. The time had arrived! It would not be long and Ken had plans to cement the future. When he gave the husband a steely glare, he snarled his intentions.

"I'm getting close, little buddy. Get that slut mouth of yours ready to suck my rod. You can taste your wife's cum while I blast my filthy load down your fucking throat!" Ken said, making it sound like a demand.

Andy felt like a teenager again. He meekly grinned at the man who was riding his devoted wife and felt his stomach quiver with wild expectations.

"Have a good look, slut; watch your wife cum again all over a man's cock. When she’s done, I'll let you suck my cock and taste a real man's seed," Ken said and noticed how Andy remained motionless, as if waiting to comply.

Ken squeezed the tender cheeks of Lori's ass and brought out the cry of despair he dearly sought.

"No, not again. No, I can't... I can't do it. I'm not your slut," Lori moaned with desperation of someone who didn’t want to struggle.

Ken tightened his grip and rammed his cock to the hilt. “Yes, fuck yes, move your sweet-ass... prove you’re my slut,” he demanded.

"Oh gawd, your cock... it’s so deep. I can feel it inside me... I can't stop," Lori mumbled, knowing time was short.

First a spasm rocked her loins and then another shot through her belly like a bolt of lightning, fast and furious. The spasms started seconds apart and quickly became a rapid train of spectacular convulsions.

"That's it, baby, fuck my dick like the slut you are. Damn, I love the way you orgasm every time I put my cock into your belly. Fuck it, bitch, fuck it hard,” Ken said, as his voice shuddered, fearing he wouldn’t be able to withstand Lori’s dramatic climax.

The brutal climax was long and animalistic, yet Ken prolonged his orgasm. He abruptly pulled his rigid cock out of Lori’s hot, steamy cavity and offered it to her husband.

"Here you go, buddy-boy, suck a man's cock. I saw the envy in your eye earlier... I know you want to be a slut just like your sexy wife," Ken said in a voice that made him sound unyielding. "Go on, goddamn you, suck it!"

Time stood still and not another word was needed. Andy slowly bent forward, reaching out with a hand that vibrated wildly. He seized the base of the torrid pecker and held the shaft skyward to admire for a brief moment.

Before Andy could react or prevent it, Ken grabbed the hair on the back of his head. Ken rammed the head of his cock at the closed lips and as if by magic, the mouth opened. For the first time in his life, Andy had a grown man’s cock in his mouth and the rest was history.

Andy was stunned and he really didn’t know what to do, but there was no need for knowledge. Ken forced his cock deep into Andy’s mouth and felt the man’s hand begin a familiar pumping action on his long stem.

“Fuck yes, I’m real close, slut. Keep it right there... that’s it! Lick it... you little bastard,” Ken stated, as he ensured the cockhead was pressed into the man’s throat. “I’m gonna blow my load down your fucking throat in a second.”

The warning was entirely needless, as Andy wasn’t trying to escape. Somehow Ken retrieved his camera and shoved it at Lori with a challenging gesture. “Here, sweetheart, use this. I want pictures of my slut-boy when he gives me a blowjob. Do it or I’ll kick both your sweet asses, honey,” Ken whispered and smiled at Lori when she followed his command.

Lori knew better than to obey the rotten demand, but she still complied with Ken’s mortifying orders. Using the camera seemed easy, as Lori snapped pictures of her husband swallowing dick.

Ken glanced down at the incriminating scene and knew that both wife and husband were now under his complete control. Soon, he reasoned, his control would include their gorgeous daughter. The thought drove his desire over the top and he ejaculated forcefully into the gaping mouth.

Ken blasted his cum towards another man’s belly and the powerful orgasm quickly consumed all his reasoning. His plan had worked perfectly. He watched the last couple of flashes go off and realized that the wife had obeyed his directions to a ‘T’.

The pictures would ensure that blackmailing Andy was inevitable. Ken made sure he put on an extra special performance, so the record would be one to remember. Sometimes a man had to do drastic things to accomplish a goal and Ken reasoned he had overcome all of the couple’s pathetic protests. Yes, he thought, he had won.

The sight was prolific. Ken watched Andy stroke his long, hard cock, attempting to drain all the glorious spunk. It was not the best blowjob, in fact, it was far less than satisfactory, but it had served a purpose. Ken realized that should he need it, Andy would now be a faithful slut just like his wife and that made him extremely happy.

Ken had formulated plans for a party next Sunday and he would now have to think of a way to inform his servants. 'Hell', he decided, 'One night, I'll just have them over for a quickie. I'll fuck my sluts and humiliate the little bastard even more.'

"Did you enjoy drinking my cum, little buddy?" Ken whispered with a wide grin across his face.

"Don't worry. Nobody has to know about your little indiscretion. Of course, that's if you’re a real good boy."

Ken gave his hips a swift jerk and removed his dwindling pecker from Andy’s mouth, watching the man collapse on the bed. He didn’t take his eyes off the couple who now lay motionless and silent on their marital bed. Lori and Andy watched Ken slowly retrieve his shorts and t-shirt, donning them while smiling at the couple.

Ken stepped close to Lori and he reached to take the camera from her hand. Lori realized her neighbor now had even more incriminating evidence to use against them, but she was too weak to fight the overpowering man.

When Ken gave her a devilish grin, Lori knew she was in trouble. “I have plans for a party next Sunday and I want you to meet some of my good friends. I’ll phone you during the week and set up the details,” he stated, staring straight into her eyes. “Hey, sweetheart, maybe we can have a quickie later this week. I’m sure you won’t mind... will you Andy?”

The confident grin on the man’s face said it all. Andy knew he couldn’t refuse Ken’s request, not even one to have his wife fucked. Suddenly Ken blew a kiss in their direction and he left them in bewildered silence.

It wasn’t over; they both realized their future was entirely in Ken’s hands and he could make them do almost anything. With the shocking revelation, Lori shivered when she realized that ‘almost’ could be removed from the scenario. Strange, she thought, how a person would do such immoral and sinful things once their head was consumed with lust.

Lori fell into Andy's arms and they embraced for the longest time. Neither said anything and merely let their minds wander. They fantasized over what happened and each was pleased yet mortified, as they pondered about what the future held.

Lori and Andy discussed going over to Ken's like he threatened. Was he serious about having a quickie during the week? What would he demand she do at his planned Sunday party, Lori wondered?

"He just wants to have sex with me! He and his two boys want to screw me," she protested.

"Yeah, I suppose,” Andy responded. “Damn... I'm getting a hardon just thinking about it."

Lori was amazed. "You can't be serious? Honey!"

"Well... ah... aaahhh, well I might be. Look, his wife is home most of the time... he can’t screw around or do anything with her around," Andy said in an attempt to stifle her fears.

Lori suddenly asked, "do you want him to screw me?"

"No! Well, I don't just want him to screw you; I wanna watch him screw you. Oh, don't look at me that way, honey," Andy said. "I've seen how you react. You love it!"

Lori cringed with guilt when she responded. "I hate him!" She whispered, almost hoping it was true.

"I can’t stand him."

"Okay, you hate him, but you love his cock!" Andy replied.

"No! It's not true," Lori said and her voice cracked a little, knowing she was lying.

"Sure you do, my love. Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are when you orgasm? Takes my breath away," Andy said and his mind drifted off to visualize exactly that.

"But Andy!" Lori replied, feeling the futility of any protest. Suddenly she was struck with a fit of anger and shouted at her husband. "Okay! You can just watch that bastard fuck me! You're nothing but... but... but a bastard just like him!"

Any further arguing stopped, as the phone rang. Lori started across the room to get the call, struggling to regain her composure. She found it upsetting because her fate was being controlled by both Andy and Ken. Her head filled with protests and she wanted to yell at Andy, but there wasn’t time.

‘If that’s the way you want it, okay!’ Lori thought, absolving herself of all responsibility. Her fortunes were in Ken’s filthy hands and she conceded herself to the fact. ‘I’ll release my inner-slut to the rotten bastard and we’ll see how you like that!’

Andy admired his naked wife standing across the room, as she answered the phone. The call was from their daughter, Julia, and it was her regular Sunday call from College. Apparently Julia was extremely excited and he tried to get the jiff of the call from Lori’s responses.

He listened to the two women in his life chat and marveled at how lucky he was to have such a gorgeous family. A daydream started and he merely stared at his seductive wife, as his mind drifted.

Andy thought of Ken calling them up during the upcoming week and simply ordering Lori to come to his place for sex, which was overwhelming.

Somehow the thought of a sexual encounter happening one more time filled his mind with expectations and also envy. He sensed that Ken provided Lori with a desire for sex that was quite unlike her, but instead of making him jealous, Ken’s seduction made him horny as hell.

Andy jumped when Lori broke into his train of thought. “Julia wanted to say that she would be home for the long weekend. She’s very excited because she received a very lucrative offer to do a modeling job for a local company and she’s considering it,” Lori said, as she walked back towards her husband.

“She wasn’t sure what was involved, but they told her that it would require modeling in a swimsuit.

The company is supposed to be a backyard construction company that renovates and installs recreational equipment,” she said. “With summer coming, they want to run a major advertising campaign for pools and patios.”

The similarity of her first experience with Ken and with Julia’s offer sent shivers through Lori’s body.

She recalled how Ken made her model for his company’s new, hot tub installation and how the disgusting man manipulated her until she was his loyal servant.

Lori couldn’t remember being more humiliated in her entire life like the first time Ken made her get completely naked. Her head filled with flashbacks of her posing for Ken’s two sons. The worst memory was having his oldest son give her, a mature and grown woman, a spanking as if she was a spoiled little girl.

The vivid memories of the horrible events seemed like they happened yesterday. Suddenly her head filled with overwhelming excitement of it being the most arousing experience of her life. Lori deemed that Ken broke her will that day and she would be unable to refuse any demand from the man.

Being an adulterous wife made her feel dirty, even sinful for feeling such desire and craving something that was totally immoral. Lori quickly brushed the horrible thoughts aside and she reasoned that Julia’s modeling offer was no way associated with Ken’s company. She foolishly considered the man too incompetent to plan or think of anything so devious.

One of life’s mysteries was how a loving wife like Lori could misunderstand Ken’s true abilities. A person never got the experience without making vital mistakes along the way and Lori was proof of it.

The fact was Ken pulled a few strings with someone he knew at the college. He got the addresses of several members of Julia’s management class and sent offer letters to many of the students. He informed them that anyone making the shortlist for his job would receive a formal contract offer, which sounded plausible to the students.

When Julia was the only one in her class to receive a contract, she felt privileged rather than targeted. The excitement in her voice during the phone call was very obvious to her mom.

"I guess they want her for Monday of the long weekend and it is right here in the city," Lori told Andy. "She is really excited and is asking if it was okay for her to pose and do a shoot dressed in skimpy outfits," Lori stated.

“Hummmm, aaaahhhh,” Andy mumbled, as he tried to understand.

"She has to return the contract offer by this Wednesday, but I think we should look into it closer.

Maybe find out what company and what they plan to do with the pictures," Lori said, voicing her motherly concerns to her husband. “We can find out how they plan to use Julia for their advertising.”

"I’m sure it is legit if they sent Julia a contract. It sounds like a good opportunity to get exposure,"

Andy said, in an attempt to quiet his wife's concerns. "I know she wants to get into the administrative and agent side of modeling, but I think she needs to learn what it is like to be on the other side of the camera as well."

“Yes, yes, you’re right,” Lori replied.

"It will do her good to handle a photo shoot by herself and see what her clients will have to put up with," Andy added.

The couple left it at that and Lori said she would call Julie. They agreed to give their support even though Lori hesitated. She recalled what it was like doing the modeling shoot with Ken that started her adulterous affair with the man.

If only things had been different, Lori reasoned. ‘If only I had not gone over to his parents place that first night,’ she reflected, but realized it was far too late to go back in time. ‘Surely this offer to Julia is legitimate and on the up and up.’

Ken was optimistic that the scheduled football party would be one his buddies would remember for a long, long time. He had everything planned down to the most intimate detail and it made his breathing quicken with the thought that his sexy neighbor would be the star attraction.

With a knowing smirk, Ken went over his plans for Lori being the waitress at the regular Sunday, afternoon affair with his beer-drinking friends. Every other Sunday, the men took turns hosting a party and Ken was one of the five regulars. It was his turn and he was determined to score big by kicking the ball through the uprights with Lori’s shapely legs being the goalposts. Ken pictured the sexiest woman he had ever been with lying on her back with her long, muscular legs raised high in the air. The legs would form a ‘V’ and he envisioned the cleanly, shaven pelvis staring at him in a truly beckoning manner. The vision made his large cock twitch in anticipation, as it always did when he dreamed of Lori.

The parties were an excuse for the guys to watch lots of NFL football and drink until they were feeling no pain. Seldom would the wives attend, as they hated nothing more than watching loud, drunken slobs cheer everything from hard tackles to illustrious beer commercials. It seemed each guy tried to outdo the others in vulgarity and lewd cheering.

Ken planned to have the house all to himself by sending his wife to visit her sister for the day.

Helen never liked the Sunday-afternoon, football parties with his beer-drinking buddies so she readily agreed to the visit. Ken trusted his sons to keep Helen away until after the raunchy party was over, so he was a happy man. Sean and Troy didn’t want to go with their mother, but Ken insisted. He assured the boys that he would make it up to them and told them the sacrifice would be more than worth it. Once his sons got their hands on the treasured prize from next door, he promised they would thank him.

Yes, Ken thought, his sons would never forget the payback. He already had plans formulated to include the best-looking chick in the neighborhood. ‘Well,’ Ken mused, ‘next to Lori.’ Sean and Troy would be rewarded by being able to watch something every man dreamed of... lesbian lust!”

First though, it would be the upcoming gathering with his buddies. Ken chuckled, as he was constantly dreaming of innovative ways to have sexual encounters with his adorable neighbor. He relished any opportunity to get close to Lori’s sexy body.

Ken got his vision for the football party from watching the vivacious waitresses at Hotties. The franchise was expert at displaying a woman's attributes to hungry men, as it was the perfect way to get men to drink more booze. Ken and his buddies frequented the seedy drinking establishment on a regular basis and it didn’t take Ken long to get to know one or two of the sexy waitresses.

This made it easy for Ken to borrow one of the women’s uniforms that would fit Lori. He planned having Lori wear the outfit at his party, but the uniform would be purposely modified to fit his devious means.

The mainstay of the woman’s attraction that caught a man’s eye was the frilly skirt and panties that were part of the outfit. The skirt would flare out whenever the waitress moved or bent over and showed the perfect shape of their lower anatomy, which was covered by pretty, lacy panties. Lori would quickly discover that the omission of such a lacy item would severely hamper her movements once she donned the skirt.

Ken laughingly thought about the upcoming party. The length of Lori’s skirt would be a couple of inches below the crotch and she would not be wearing panties. He wanted to see ass, lots of ass and he wanted her freshly shaved pussy on display for his crude, beer-drinking buddies.

“Lori is a neighbor’s delight,” Ken thought, as he fantasized about the party. He insisted on strict obedience from his timorous servants and knew Lori and Andy were in for a memorable Sunday afternoon. His demands would be followed or else everyone would find out about the skeletons in the couple’s closet.

Party time was fast approaching and Lori was stressed out because of all her worried thoughts. She shivered with the demeaning fact that her neighbor owned her. Yes, Lori realized, Ken held enough evidence to make her do anything, anything his perverted heart desired and there was nothing the couple could do to prevent his control.

What Lori found most disturbing was the way her inner being craved, almost hungered for the untamed lust that her hated neighbor promised. It troubled her that she willingly vowed to be unfaithful for the opportunity of being with the vile man.

When visions of Sean and Troy filtered through her mind, Lori realized it was undaunted lust that would make her do anything immoral or sinful. Then dreams of Ken treating her like she was the ultimate slave, a bitch for the taking flashed through her head and it made her shudder. The filthy acts should disgust and repulse her, yet they did quite the opposite.

Every time she pictured the disgusting man’s oversized manhood, her heart quickened and her tummy quivered in glorious expectation. Lori thought back over the past days and tried to think if there was any way she could have prevented Ken’s plans from working. She replayed the events over in her mind, as if they were happening at that very moment. Instead of finding insight, she found a mysterious wetness.

Lori and Andy were sitting at home relaxing after supper when the phone rang. It was Ken and he spoke to Andy with a sure and demanding voice.

“Listen, dick-wad! I’m horny as hell tonight and need my sluts over here to satisfy my desires. I want you both to come over right now and don’t bother changing,” Ken stated. “I’m so fucking horny; I need to fuck your wife and you have five minutes to get here!”

Andy stood frozen on the spot. “Aahh, aaahhh, buuuuuu,” he moaned, as he tried to hold the phone steady.

"You can get my dick nice and hard for your wife... show her how good you suck cock,” Ken whispered, knowing Andy would fret over the details yet comply with his demands.

Ken was full of confidence and knew he held ultimate control over the couple. “Helen’s gone with her friends to bingo and I have two hours to kill. I think a suck-n-fuck session should satisfy me, don’t you think?” he asked, but Andy was too shocked to speak.

It didn’t take Andy long to think of what would happen once his sexy wife showed up at Ken’s doorstep. Suddenly he recalled feeling the man’s cock the other morning, which turned his stomach to quicksand. ‘Holy shit,’ he thought. ‘He wants me to do it again... feel his cock. Can I do it with Lori watching?’

Did he really have a choice, Andy wondered? The couple tried to think of a way out, of any alternative that would not have Lori meeting the detested man’s orders. The situation seemed hopeless.

The bastard, as Lori liked to call him, held all the cards and Andy knew it. Any protests from Lori or himself would be met with a stern rebuttal from their evil neighbor. “Ah, we... he wants us over there,” Andy whispered to his startled wife. “In five minutes.”

Lori instantly straightened her clothes and tried to ensure she looked proper. She brushed the front of her blouse and breathed a sigh of relief when her erect nipples didn’t show or put a protrusion in her blouse. When Andy grabbed her hand and started towards the backdoor, she stumbled along behind him.

Lori was like a shy and timid little girl, knowing she wasn’t strong-willed enough to resist the man.

They walked up to Ken’s house and it was almost impossible to remain calm and collected. Andy rang the doorbell and the dingdong almost stopped her heart.

Pure and simple, Lori yearned for the man’s attentions and when Ken called her his slut, she was inspired to be one. She merely prayed that his demeaning attitude would make her more determined than ever to stop him from exploiting her. Lori felt glad her husband was going with her, as she hoped Andy would somehow find the backbone to convince Ken to leave them alone.

Ken only had one thing on his mind. He welcomed the couple and immediately ushered them up to his matrimonial bedroom. Ken had no qualms about using his own bed for immoral purposes and without any delay he began stripping. He stripped his dirty t-shirt and the rest of his clothes in less than five seconds.

Their naked neighbor stood in front of them like a proud peacock. “What the fuck are you waiting for?” he asked, motioning with his hands that he wanted them to strip.

The bedroom was eerily quiet, as Lori glance over at her husband. Andy slowly started a striptease and then she fearfully began taking off her clothes. Lori looked at Ken; she glanced at the bed and wondered about having intercourse on another couple’s bed?

In no time, all three were standing naked and Lori noticed her husband was overly aroused, as his cock was hard and standing straight out from his hips. Her gaze returned to Ken and she saw his cock hanging downward, giving the odd twitch every second or two. Lori shivered like mad because the man’s penis appeared longer and thicker in a semi-hard state than her husband’s hard erection.

Suddenly Lori felt self-conscious when she noticed that both men were staring at her nakedness.

“Sweet fuck, sweetheart, you’re gorgeous,” Ken stated, as he turned towards the stunned husband.

“You know, Andy, you’re a lucky man to have such a beautiful, sexy wife... a real luck man.”

The man’s compliments were sincere, yet Andy wasn’t too enthused to hear them. “Ah, yes... yes, she’s sexy... gorgeous,” he whispered.

Ken looked at Andy and noticed his obvious aroused state. "I wish I could get a hard-on like that, without having someone stroke it for me," he lamented disingenuously. "Here, give mine a few strokes so I can get hard for my dearest slut.”

The man’s mocking, deferential tone made Andy blush. It wasn’t a request; it was an order. He and Lori were standing beside each other and Ken walked up to them, pausing right in front of Lori.

Ken looked Lori in the eyes. "The pictures you took the other morning are fucking priceless," he whispered and both Lori and Andy knew what he meant. "I think the slut should do it again, don't you think?"

The man’s question brought a dire moan of agony from Lori, as she felt sorry for her husband who was now the one being blackmailed by the vulture. Ken turned his hips slightly to the side, but he kept his eyes grid-locked on Lori’s.

"Hop to it, little buddy. Get my cock nice and hard so I can fuck your pretty wife. Do it just like you did in the pictures that your wife took the other morning," Ken whispered to Lori, but left no doubt about it being entirely for Andy's benefit.

Bewildered and confused, Andy stood still for a few moments. He realized Ken was very cunning and certainly held enough incriminating evidenced to make him comply with any of his devious demands.

'My God,' Andy thought. 'None of my business associates would understand a picture of me touching, let alone sucking another man's cock.'

Time stood still, as no one moved. For a brief second, Andy felt a surge of hatred towards his loyal wife for taking the pictures, but then he realized she didn’t have a choice. He looked at the man and knew Ken didn’t have any tolerance or forgiveness.

"On your fucking knees, wimp, before I kick your measly little ass out of here and fuck your wife without your help," Ken said, turning to glare at Andy.

He left just enough room for someone to kneel and service his needs. Andy looked down and noticed the man’s pecker was half-erect. It was decision time and he really didn’t know how to refuse Ken’s demands, which made it easy for the dominating man.

Suddenly Ken grabbed Andy by the head, pulling his hair hard enough to make him move. In a heartbeat, the husband was on his knees with the big cock a scant inch from his flustered face.

"Where's a fucking camera when you need one," Ken said laughingly, as his eyes returned to his prize-slut. "He's a good little cocksucker, don't-cha think? He’ll get me hard in no time."

Suddenly Ken jerked his hand and shoved his hips forward, catching Andy by surprise. Before the smaller man could react or turn his head, the large cock was pressed into his lips.

"Andy can suck my dick... get it hard so I’ll be able to fuck ya,” he whispered. “Hubby’s good at sucking.”

Lori glanced down in dismay to watch her husband suck a man’s cock for the second time in her life. Many mixed emotions rushed through her head, from disgust to pure desire. She kind of felt sorry for Andy, yet for the strangest reason she was filled with a rising desire.

Instead of the blowjob being repulsive, it seemed to be a magnetic attraction to her demeaning, vulgar neighbor. “Look! Holy fuck, Hubby’s hard and needs to fuck his sexy wife... don’t you think?”

Ken asked the dumbstruck wife.

The man had already demoralized the couple to the extreme and Lori wondered why he would want to watch Andy fuck his wife? She glanced at her husband’s crotch and reconfirmed his cock was stiff and ready for action. At first, she was astonished that Andy could get a hardon thinking about sucking another man’s cock, but her devotion to the man she loved shone through.

Andy didn’t need any encouragement. He and Ken worked together to get Lori onto her back with her hips perched at the edge of Ken’s big bed. Andy positioned himself between his wife’s splayed legs, as his cock bounced up and down with growing eagerness.

The scene quickly got lewd. Andy wrapped his arms around Lori’s thighs and he aimed his cock at the most enticing crotch. Suddenly the flared head swiped through the vast wetness and his knees almost buckled.

"Here, let me help," Ken whispered, as he grabbed Lori by the ankles.

Ken deftly wrapped the long, slender legs around her husband’s torso. He read the sudden desperation on Lori’s face and smiled at her attempted salvation. When he gave a subtle shove to Andy’s shivering hips, Lori’s dark, glazed eyes opened wide.

Lori realized the man’s clever scheme, but it was too late. “No... no... no,” she moaned.

“Don’t worry, sweetie, I’m sure hubby will wait... wait for you,” Ken whispered, with a devious chuckle. “Don’t worry, I can stick around so you can cum... have a good climax with a real cock!”

There was a worried look on her face, as Lori had good reason to be afraid. She knew the man well enough to understand his plan but vowed to show the bastard. Her eyes riveted on Ken when there was a familiar sensation down below.

Her husband entered her womanly cavern and began pumping his hips in a furious manner almost at once. Like a dedicated wife and lover, Lori offered herself to Andy and thrust her hips upward to indicate her desire to please him. She was not one who liked to perform sexual or lewd acts with an audience, but this was different, she deemed.

Lori made the biggest mistake of her life. She met her husband’s thrusts with powerful ones of her own. “Honey, please wait. Don’t do it... not yet, please,” she pleaded. “I need you... please hold off for a minute, please.”

His wife’s pleading crushed his stamina and Andy started pumping like a madman. His hips bucked up and down and he fully embedded his erection with each thrust. “Oh baby... fuck yes... I love you,” he moaned.

“Gawd, Andy, you can’t... please, not yet,” Lori begged. Again, she tried to match the furious pumping, but it was a mistake. “No, Andy don’t... not yet. Can’t you see what he’s doing?”

"This should do nicely," Ken said and gave Andy's naked buttocks a hard shove and squeeze. Every time Andy pumped and trust his hips downward, Ken pushed hard so the two pelvises came together with a hard, loud smack.

"Darling, your pussy is hot... fucking hot and it makes my cock so hard," Andy moaned and felt the flames of hell consume his passion.

Lori thrusted her hips up at her husband to indicate desperate need, but it was her own undoing.

She vowed to speed up her orgasm, but her actions merely incensed Andy to the extreme. It seemed her determination for a fast climax only sent her desires soaring in the wrong direction.

Andy’s stamina evaporated in the blink of an eye. It was an accustomed 8-second ride and then Lori felt her husband’s hot lava filling her inner region. When she rolled her head to the side, her eyes locked on the smiling face of the devil.

Ken stared into the tear-stained eyes. “I sense his failure to prolong it. I know, you wanted to climax, my dear,” he whispered and grinned at her humiliation. “My slut wants a real cock, so she can have an orgasm... doesn’t she?”

Lori tried to move faster and vehemently shook her head at the man. “No, no, noooooooo, nooooooo,” she moaned, realizing her foolishness.

Andy felt the intense milking action and it was too much. It took him a scant minute or two to extinguish the raging fire in his belly. When his hips continued to pump wildly up and down, Lori thought she still had a chance.

Ken smiled and gave the bare ass-cheeks a real hard squeeze, driving the man’s hips downward at his distraught wife. He knew Andy had experienced a premature climax and it was exactly what he wanted. “Here boy, let me show you what a real woman needs... what dear Lori needs to be satisfied,” Ken whispered, giving the man’s ass-cheeks another squeeze.

Lori frantically pumped her hips, trying to match her husband’s, but it was too late. “Ah, no... noooooo.”

Ken marveled Lori’s sweat-covered body. “I think sweetie needs a big cock... needs a good screwin’ like a real slut,” he said and promptly rolled Andy’s exhausted body to the side. “Gorgeous... fucking gorgeous!”

Lori desperately wanted to scream at the bastard and tell him he was crazy. She resisted mainly because of how deflated she was after the vile man turned her into his personal slut. The disparaging four-letter word kept running through her mind and instead of infuriating her like it should have, the word slut made her belly quiver with erotic lust. Her eyes opened wider when the man easily pushed Andy’s spent body away. Ken stood at the bedside in a threatening manner and she truly wished his actions were considered a threat, yet her mind didn’t. She lowered her gaze and focused solely on the man’s exceptional manhood.

Everything the vulgar man did seemed to destroy one more sector of reason and logic in her brain.

Knowing that Ken was about to ravage her once again while her husband watched, Lori found the intent overwhelming. She yearned for him to satisfy all her passions and desires, just like he did earlier.

The scene was cryptic. The naked woman willingly held her legs wide; she spread her legs and made it easy for Ken to fill the void. When he stepped forward, Lori gasped for air, watching the man deliberately rub his hard cock against her crotch.

Ken was at his best when he was in control. He leaned in and gingerly slapped the bald pelvis with his hardon several times and then pulled back enough to be able to rub his cockhead through the vast wetness. When the soaked pussylips were spread, the cockhead pressed directly on the throbbing clitty.

It was too much and Lori closed her eyes. She felt the head of the big cock brush through her opening and push into the waiting slit. When the flared head pressed hard on her delicate clitoris, which seemed to beg for his touch, she almost fainted.

Ken noticed Lori’s hips thrash and move wildly when he rotated the tiny clitty with the tip of his penis. He glanced at Andy and grinned, knowing the man was consumed by the very erotic scene.

It was just the two men, as Lori soared into a land of her own. “She turns into a slut every time I fuck her. Look! Watch her hips squirm when I do this,” Ken whispered for the man’s benefit.

Ken spread the soaked pussy-lips and crushed the throbbing bud. The molestation was nonstop and he refused to release the clit. “She needs it bad... real bad. I love the way she begs and can’t wait,” he whispered with a wide grin on his rugged face.

Lori heard the demeaning remarks and thought her resolve was strong enough to fight the man.

When her back arched and her hips thrust madly up at the prodding pecker, she was mystified.

‘This never happens,’ she thought. ‘I’m not begging... I don’t want him.’

"Look! Andy, watch her hips thrust up to fuck my cock. She wants it, Andy... she wants it bad,” Ken said and the truth made Lori whimper.

"I hate you; I hate you... I hate...!" she began, but the intense desire cut her off. The lust was too strong. She needed him; she needed Ken’s cock and she needed him inside her, but Lori didn’t know how to say it with dignity.

Ken was a master of domination. He toyed with her, as a cat toys with its prey. He used one hand to push Lori’s right leg far to the side and wrapped his other fist around his throbbing pecker. When Ken rubbed the head of his cock up and down through the pink slit, Ken ensured to caress the clitty with each stroke.

Lori never climaxed without penetration, yet suddenly her hips went out of control. The severe anticipation built to an astonishing level and she surrendered her soul by begging. “Dear lord, Ken, fuck me! Please, fuck me! I need you inside me... fucking me, you bastard!” she exclaimed, as the throbbing of her clitoris was too much.

Ken knew she was climaxing and he wanted it to be an orgasm to remember. With her husband watching expectantly, he spread the puffy labia and speared the needy cunt with his thick cock. One powerful thrust, two powerful thrusts and then Ken rammed his cock to the hilt.

Lori screamed out her pleasure when Ken fucked her mercilessly. She experienced an explosive orgasm long before the stud was ready to have one, but lust made her a slave to the man’s demands.

The sight of Lori’s naked and sexy body going through the throes of ecstasy would make any man’s cock throb, as she fully succumbed to the sudden climax.

Ken felt the spasms rock the lithe body, but he wasn’t done. His fingers dug into the tender flesh of Lori’s hips, as he pulled hard on her body. The long, pulsating shaft rammed into her delicate hole and Ken took his slave for another joyride.

“Good girl, slut, fuck me with your slutty pussy. Keep pushing up at me... begging me for hard cock. You want my cock in your belly, don’t you, slut?” Ken asked and started the hardest pounding of his life.

The embers flickered and suddenly burst into a blazing inferno, as the man once again turned her into an uninhibited woman. One orgasm flowed into the next until Lori wasn’t sure how many the man ripped out of her inner being. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” she cried.

Ken was in a state of addiction. “Talk to me... tell me what you want!” he demanded.

“Your cock... your big cock,” Lori moaned. “I want your big, hard cock... fucking me.”

Ken pumped and drove his cock to the hilt with each thrust. “That’s it baby... cum like a slut.”

“Yes, I’m cumming... cumming like your slut.”

His cock was buried to the hilt inside his consummate bitch and it was time. “I’m ready, baby, to fill your belly. I mentioned you being a faithful slave at my football party on the weekend,” Ken said, as he pulled back and paused for a brief moment. “Be here at 12:30.”

Lori rode the out of control rollercoaster. “Yes, yes, at 12:30.”

Ken gave a vicious thrust and let go. “Fuck yes... yes, I’m cumming, slut. You’re goin’ to show the boys what a great neighbor you are.”

“Yes... yes!” It happened during an earth shattering orgasm so what was she to do, Lori reasoned.

The untimely orgasm flooded her logic and reasoning and she agreed to be the man’s servant at his football party.

Lori cried and tears ran down her flushed cheeks, but they weren’t tears of pain. It was unadulterated joy she felt and with it a promise to do whatever her lover demanded.

Lori was mystified over how she couldn’t hold back from the man or refuse any of his demands.

Her passion and all her womanly instincts buried deep inside her body rose to the man’s wishes. It seemed her stamina, which was always prolonged, disappeared once Ken touched her body.

Her life had changed. Every time she was with Ken, her despised neighbor gave her something no other man could give her. With Andy, indeed with all her previous lovers, she added, Lori was the one to control the sexual bliss. All the men would not be able to resist her womanly charms and all were robbed of their staying power by the heat of her delicious body.

Suddenly it was different. With Ken and all the Patterson’s, Lori realized, she was a pawn for their total satisfaction and she trembled from the frightening aspect.

Andy sat awestruck during the prolonged intercourse. He watched his wife’s lengthy climax and marveled at how her alluring body met and matched all of Ken’s filthy demands. When the man finally blasted his venom into Lori, he was long past jealousy and into a path of envy.

Ken slowly and almost nonchalantly withdrew his still raging hardon, wiping the glistening residue off on Lori’s shaved pelvis. He reached across the bed and grabbed a bag sitting on a nightstand.

Then he handed the bag to Lori who was still trying to catch her breath.

“My waitress is going to wear a special outfit. The first game starts at 1:00 so I want you here at 12:30,” Ken said, keeping his voice serious. “Wear the outfit and nothing else!”

There was a Hotties’ waitress outfit in the bag. She removed the garments and couldn’t believe her eyes. There was simply a scanty top plus a skimpy, uplift bra, a short-flared skirt and a pair of boots.

“How can I wear this?” she pleaded, holding up the skimpy outfit. “Not in front of men... your friends.”

Ken simply ignored any of her concerns. “Wear the uniform and be here on time. Don’t make me come looking for you,” he said. “Or else!”

Lori knew any protests were in vain, as she looked over at her husband. She held up the outfit and let Andy see just how skimpy it was.

Ken merely laughed at the disturbed look on both their faces. The couple would fulfill every one of his demands otherwise their indiscretions would be divulged to the world, Ken reasoned. He wanted the perfect waitress in Lori at his party on football Sunday and knew her sexy attire and appearance would make him a hero to his buddies.

Lori’s fingers literally shook with fear when she put the outfit back into the bag. She suddenly realized that she was obliged to be at Ken’s place on Sunday and be Ken’s devoted slave even if it meant being humiliated and embarrassed. The consequences of not obeying were too dire to consider and Lori blocked them from her mind.

The couple prepared to leave Ken’s when he dropped another bombshell. He revealed that Andy wasn’t allowed to join the festivities and Lori questioned the decision. “Ken, please don’t,” she pleaded, hoping that having Andy at the party would lesson Ken’s humiliation. “Let Andy come... be at your party.”

“Don’t worry, honey. Your hubby loves watching his slut-wife get banged. He can entertain himself in my goddamn living room and wonk himself off like he probably does all the time,” Ken said, reveling in the intended intimidation.

Everything was set for Ken’s big day, one that would cement his place in history with his beer drinking buddies. Lori fretted over what she would likely be required to do, but her worried mind couldn’t find a viable way of stopping Ken’s plan from being implemented.

Ken, Lori and Andy were each filled with lifelong fantasies. Nothing seemed to deter them from the wonderful illusions they each had about their splendid relationship. Any observer would find one strange thing about the neighbor’s friendship. That was the fact Lori called Ken her lover, her master and the man to fulfill her fantasies and he called her his slut, his bitch and his slave.

The dreaded Sunday afternoon party was fast approaching, and Lori was becoming frantic. It was peaceful and quiet in her bedroom and she looked at the four items Ken had given her. A skirt, tank top, bra and a pair of boots were the extent of what she was ordered to wear.

Ken told her in no uncertain terms that he wanted a ‘Hotties’ waitress at his Sunday Football party and all his buddies would be served by a luscious piece of ass, as he put it. Every time the vile man said evil and disgusting things, Lori seemed to find a way to forgive him. She chose to ignore the insinuation aspect of his demands and only considered the waitress part of his request.

The name ‘Hotties’ printed across the chest of the tank top gave Ken immense delight and he loved how the pushup bra didn’t leave much to the imagination. Ken was determined once and for all to show his beer-drinking buddies that his boasting and bragging was not complete bullshit. Yes, he determined, the boys will think I’m a fucking lucky man to have control over such a refined, sexy woman.

Ken got his vision from watching the vivacious waitresses at Hotties. The franchise was the local area’s version of National bars like Hooters and Coyotes. They modified their waitresses’ attire to reflect the owner’s preferences and the outfits expertly displayed a woman’s attributes to hungry men.

A waitress outfit ensured there was lots of cleavage shown and also gave the customers plenty of opportunities to see frilly, lacy panties. The Frederick’s catalog was the source of all the girl’s undies and Hotties didn’t skimp when purchasing outfits for their workers. The owner realized early on that men loved being served by sexy women who flashed lots of tits and ass.

Ken and his buddies frequented the seedy place on a weekly basis and it didn’t take Ken long to get to know one or two of the sexy waitresses. This made it easy for him to borrow one of the women’s uniforms that would fit Lori.

Suddenly it was time to get ready. Sadly, Lori quickly found out that the omission by her hated neighbor of the panties would severely hamper her movements. She recalled his words when he told her what to wear. “I want your beautiful ass and that gorgeous bald pussy on display to all my friends,” Ken informed her, with the utmost confidence.

Lori held the short skirt up against her body and saw it wasn’t going to reach far below her crotch.

The outfit Ken had gotten was a seductive black and most definitely would appear attractive against her tanned-colored complexion. Having a slight Hispanic appearance, Lori’s jet black hair looked great with black clothing.

Standing naked in front of a full-length mirror, Lori saw her reflection and her head filled with daring thoughts. ‘Would Ken like to see me now? What would he do if he saw my nakedness?’

Lori scolded herself for the lewd questions. She noticed that the hickies sucked onto her body by the Patterson’s had faded and that made her somewhat happy.

Time was short. Lori quickly donned the items of clothing and again she looked at her image in the mirror. Her mouth gaped open and she stared at a picture of a wanton whore. The reflection was that of an insidious hooker who was going out on the street corner looking for a trick.

“You dirty bastard; you fucking bastard! I hate you,” Lori whispered to the one man in her life who could make her do anything.

The seductive pushup bra was like a stiff platform on the lower half of her breasts and it pushed upward creating a spillover effect. It was almost a sinful display that would surely create wicked images in any man’s head. The upper portion of the cups was made of sheer lace, which barely covered her areolas and Lori was sure she could see through the revealing material.

The tank top was cut so low that more cleavage was visible than she would ever consider displaying. She tried pulling up on the top's swooping material, but it did little good. As soon as she let go of the material, it fell below the lace of the bra cups exposing her immense, eye catching cleavage. To her utter dismay, Lori realized her breasts were to be put on display.

Glancing lower, Lori could see the flared skirt made her look like she was 18 again. Her flat, bare midriff was left exposed and looked seductive to surely arise the desires of any man. Luckily the bottom of the skirt did seem to hide her private treasures, but the high-top black, cowboy boots did make her legs appear a lot longer than they really were.

Lori liked what she saw. She considered her shapely legs one of her defining features and the outfit made her appear tall and sexy. She innocently performed a little twirl, as if she were moving around with a tray of drinks, and her heart almost stopped. There would be no mistaken impression that she was dressed like all Hotties waitresses, Lori quickly realized.

‘Dear lord, how will I ever move around and not show myself?’ she wondered.

Lori bent over and looked again at the obvious sinful display when the skirt hem shifted above her brazen nakedness. A shiver of fear shot through her head, knowing Ken’s buddies would certainly be aware of her not wearing panties. With great uncertainty, Lori headed downstairs to the living room to say goodbye to Andy. It was time for the dreaded rendezvous and her tummy twisted and churned with great nervousness of what lay ahead. She vowed to stay optimistic and keep thinking of only positive things.

Lori prayed the men would merely be content with her serving drinks and doing typical maid service during the party. Maybe they would give her a gentle pat on the behind every so often, but nothing more risqué, she hoped. Lori wished for the best and shoved the allusion to the back of her mind of being naïve and far too optimistic.

Ken loved the fact he controlled the couple. Years of fantasizing about Lori, watching her in the neighborhood built a determination in him to possess the sexy woman. In Ken's mind, it was like Lori flaunted herself and appeared to think she was so much better than he was.

"Well," Ken decided weeks ago, "I'll show the bitch who is superior!"

His instructions for the Sunday gathering had been downright devious and dirty, but they made him chuckle. Knowing the husband's penchant for voyeurism, Ken wanted Andy to hear and know everything that went on yet not actually join in. Also, Ken didn't want his buddies to be concerned over some distressed husband ruining their good time.

Ken instructed Andy to come over to his place once the party started. He wanted him to watch everything from the quiet comfort of his living room and not be a distraction to the beer-drinking partiers. Ken explained how Andy wouldn’t miss a thing because a camera would be set up to show all the fun and games going on down in the basement den.

Andy expected his wife’s appearance and his eyes opened wide in amazement at the sight of how seductive she looked. The large letters across her chest were a bold advertisement for the drinking establishment that made Lori appear absolutely ravishing. Andy admired his wife and suddenly wondered if he wasn’t sending her off to the wars.

When Lori walked into the room, Andy got a sudden urge to show her love and affection. He jumped up and reached out to give his sexy wife a comforting embrace. His hand went to the small of Lori’s back and he pulled her into his body, as the couple embraced for a few seconds.

Innocently and like he had done on many occasions, Andy’s hand dipped down to swoop under the hem of the skirt. He loved feeling Lori’s butt and for some strange reason, he had visions of her sweet ass covered with frilly panties.

Andy almost swallowed his tongue and it took several seconds to recover from the shock of feeling his wife’s bare ass. "Darling? Darling, I know we agreed with Ken, but... I guess I didn't realize what was actually involved," he said, implying he was dumbfounded.

Reality hit him hard. Andy looked at his beautiful wife and saw she struggled for a response. The shock of what he’d known all along suddenly came to the fore.

Lori would most certainly be in for a gangbang.

The thought thrilled him, yet Andy realized the awful truth of Lori now being Ken’s sex-slave. Andy felt his life going downhill in a hurry, but he didn’t know how to combat the strong, demanding man. Everything seemed to be closing in on him.

Andy was filled with a strong desire and passion deep inside, but he wasn’t sure if the price of sacrificing his lovely wife wasn’t too high. True, he thought, it filled him with intense lust to watch another man have sex with Lori, but he did have reservations over the thought of Ken controlling their future.

Finally, Lori was able to speak. "Andy, you know I wouldn't do this if he didn't make me do it. The bastard gave me the outfit to wear and demanded I wear only the things he provided. Andy, oh geezus, I’m sure he’s going to let his buddies have me,” she blurted out.

The revelations of what she said hit her and Lori wondered if she should have been so truthful. Yes, she realized, Ken was much stronger than she was and she was willingly going to his place to do whatever he demanded. It suddenly hit her. Once she volunteered to obey his instructions, there would be no stopping the man.

Ken would own her soul. Lori was severely upset that she told her husband what was on her mind and she looked at his troubled face. “I’m so sorry... but you know the bastard is making me go over there,” she said, hoping Andy would forgive her.

“You agreed... said he could use me as his waitress,” Lori added in self-defense.

It was time for action and the blunt facts hit the couple. Both took a few seconds to fully comprehend what was about to happen to the woman in the relationship. They hugged and with a departing kiss, Lori turned to leave.

Andy was reluctant to let her go alone, but he rationalized that he would be allowed over once the party got under way and would see that Lori wasn’t harmed. He watched her grab a coat and head out the backdoor with a lingering backward glance, as if pleading for his forgiveness.

Lori tapped lightly on the door, not wanting to ring the doorbell and make a loud announcement to the world that she was there, available for the taking. When the door opened, her heart beat much faster. In a desperate bid to deny the reality, Lori hoped that she was hallucinating and it was merely a bad dream.

"Come in my dear. I'm dying to see the look on the guys' faces when they see how beautiful you are," Ken said, with a pretentious smile that feigned a pleasant smile.

The smug grin made her shudder. Under ordinary circumstances compliments made Lori feel good and boosted her confidence, but not when they came from her controlling neighbor. She looked at Ken’s rugged features and gave a tiny shiver, realizing he was kind of handsome in a manly sort of way.

Ken was dressed in a casual manner with loose blue jeans and a short sleeve shirt, which was open almost all down the front. His arms were very muscular and the bulging biceps caught her eye when he flexed them on purpose. Lori caught a glimpse of his powerfully built, hairy chest and again she quivered realizing he was so strong and dominant.

The man’s skin sort of glistened almost like it had been oiled for effect and Lori could see that even his chest hair shone. Suddenly Ken pushed her against the back door so her back was pressed hard into the wood. In a swift move, he kissed her hard on the lips, as his hand ripped open her coat below the waist.

Bold and brave from his hold over Lori, Ken’s hand slipped into the opening of the coat and under the short, flared skirt. First he wanted to ensure she followed his directions and second he had the urge to feel pussy. Ken was forceful and rough when his hand surged between the velvety thighs.

Lori tried to prevent his invasion. Ken’s big hand closed over her precious opening and he pressed his middle finger along the puffy slit, in a most threatening manner.

Ken broke the kiss and glared directly into the teary eyes. "I love how you get wet whenever you’re with me," he whispered in a taunting fashion. “You’re ready for some real action!”

Full of confidence, Ken slowly pressed his finger into the wetness. He watched her reaction when he opened the delicate hood covering the alluring clitoris. Ken deliberately rolled the tender clit with his finger and then he put the pulsating bud between his fingertips.

Lori realized the vile man was correct. She was wet and getting wetter by the second. Betrayed by her own body, an unwelcome shiver of desire shot down her spine right to her crotch. She prayed in vain that the desire was not for this man.

The deep, manly voice shocked her back to reality. "Come! I'll introduce you to the guys," he said, releasing his grip on her body.

Ken took her by the elbow to guide her across the room. He led the way down the stairs to the lower level and at the bottom of the stairs, he turned and faced Lori. Ken held out his hand and whispered.

"I'll take your coat. We don't want you to hide your sexy body from my friends, do we?" he asked with a big grin.

She had worn the coat as a safety blanket. Ken had ruined it by ripping off the bottom buttons, but it still covered her body right down to her knees. Lori slowly undid the remaining couple of buttons until it hung loosely, almost teasing the waiting men across the room.

There was a hush, but that soon changed to many loud gasps when Ken removed the coat from her slender shoulders. The men saw her beauty for the first time and it made every heart in the room quicken to a furious pace.

Like a true gentleman, Ken took Lori's coat and hung it up before escorting her into the center of the room. The men could not take their eyes off Lori's alluring body. All devoured each and every curve knowing of Ken's promise.

One man gave his buddy a quick jab in the ribs. "Fuck, he wasn't kidding. She's fucking gorgeous!

Look at those knockers!" he whispered to his buddy.

“Gentlemen, and I use the term loosely,” Ken began with a chuckle. “This gorgeous lady is Lori.

Lori will be our waitress for the afternoon. Anything you want, she’ll serve.”

Ken paused and glanced in Lori’s direction with an evil grin on his face. “There is no better waitress on the planet. Believe me when I tell you, Lori is the absolute best,” he told his buddies who all stared at the scantly clad waitress. “Lori’s assured me that she will fulfill your every request!”

Ken’s friends all remembered his brazen promise that each of them would have the chance to ravage his slut. They were utterly astonished at the fact he wasn’t bullshitting them, and Lori was for real! Every man was horny as hell and could hardly wait for things to happen.

Time for some fun. “Lori loves cock... don’cha baby?” Ken said with a grin, causing Lori great embarrassment. Suddenly he grabbed her right hand tightly and spun her around, as if to make a grand entrance. Lori was halfway around before she could react by using her free hand to hold the skirt in place.

All she could do was pray the men didn’t notice her flash of exposure but notice they did. One by one Ken introduced his friends and with each meeting, Lori felt hungry eyes admiring her overly seductive outfit. Using one hand, she tried to ensure the outfit covered her womanly treasures.

‘Oh gawd,’ she thought, ‘can I get through this without them all touching me... groping me like teenagers?’

Lori was determined to overcome the huge odds, but her confidence was eroding fast. The one thing she knew for sure was that she had to remain fully upright at all time and to remember not to bend over.

A large plasma television was against one wall and the sound was not turned up very loud. There was a football game on, but none of the men were watching the screen. Ken had outlined his devious plan to all his buddies long before the waitress joined the fray so they all sat back and waited.

‘Nothing,’ Ken had reiterated, ‘nothing would start before he initiated it and there would be no fucking and screwing until halftime.’

Ken had bragged about Lori being his devoted slut and he was determined to demonstrate how much control he had over her. "Don't worry," he told his buddies. "You will all get to fuck her... but in good time. We don't want to wear her out before the second game, do we?" he asked and they all laughed.

"Now if someone happens to feel a bare ass or wet pussy, well... so be it. Just no screwing until the second half," he said when he laid out his plan. "And guys, I’ve heard all about blacks fucking white sluts and today, we’ll see it live... in living color... for ourselves!"

Laughter broke out again and everyone glanced over at Ronny who was the one Ken mentioned.

Ronny just grinned excitedly, knowing what was going to happen. His buddies slapped him on the back and all got excited thinking about the anticipated interracial sex.

"Time to work sweetheart; the bar is over there," Ken said and pointed at the portable bar set up on one side of the large recreation room. "The men need a drink. The game is on... a sexy waitress is serving... what else could a man want?"

Ken grinned at his attempted humor and motioned towards Lori. "I'll have a Bud," he said, sitting back waiting to be served.

All watched the sexy woman in the revealing ‘Hotties' outfit move gracefully through the room following Ken's demands. Lori brought Ken a Bud and before she could get away, he put his big, strong arm around her waist. He pulled her tight against his chest and looked up slightly into her eyes.

"Guys, Lori loves it when someone plays with her... feels her up. Isn't that right, honey?" Ken said much to Lori's horror.

She twisted and tried to move away from his strong grip, but that was impossible. A loud gasp of air escaped her throat when his hand surged under her skirt and cupped her bare ass. Ken’s hand groped the plush ass-cheeks and then his vulgar finger swooped into her crotch.

Lori jumped, but she couldn’t escape. The finger entered her wetness and swirled around like it was his personal possession. She uttered a tiny sob when Ken slowly removed his finger and put it to his lips.

With a deliberate show of intimidation, Ken sucked his finger and smiled with satisfaction because it was the sweetest taste. The brazen groping broke the barrier and it was open season on Lori’s pussy. Every time she brought a fresh drink, the man felt her up.

Lori didn’t know what else to do so the molesting continued. The skirt was too short and without panties, it took but a split second for any man to finger-fuck her. By the end of the first quarter, everyone had felt the alluring pussy and cherished the taste of Lori’s sweet juices.

The embarrassment was immense and Lori’s tanned complexion quickly turned a bright red. The fact that one of Ken’s buddies was black gave her a strange, uncomfortable feeling, but Lori tried to ignore the obvious difference. She had never dated or been with a man who wasn’t white, although her and Andy had talked about interracial sex numerous times.

Eventually Ken turned up the volume on the TV and the loud noise made it more of a party atmosphere. The men cheered the big tackles and close plays of the game while passing Lori around like she was a trophy. Each time Lori served a drink or appetizer to one of Ken’s buddies, the man freely took liberties of putting his hands under her skirt.

The groping was bad enough, but it didn’t come close to the shame she felt when the man licked his wet fingers after a fingering. Lori tried to stay out of their reach, but it was impossible.

The second quarter started and Ken had more plans to humiliate his submissive slut. "You've heard of a man having a quick shot with his beer? Well, let's see how good a waitress you really are. Every time you bring a beer, offer a nipple to go with the beer and you can start over here," Ken ordered and waited for his inch of fleshy liqueur.

Lori’s heart beat out of control when she brought Ken another beer. She stood still in front of him, knowing what he wanted, but unable to comply with the man’s demands. Ken’s hand shot out so fast she couldn’t avoid it. He grabbed the bottom of the small tank top, which had the name ‘Hotties’ across the front in big, bold letters.

All eyes stared in utter disbelief. With a swift, sure move, Ken removed the top over her head and all Lori could do was blink in amazement. ‘How can this be happening to me?’ she wondered.

The men stared at the black, lacy bra, noticing how big and attractive Lori’s titties appeared with a pushup effect. Not an eye missed the revealing of the luscious left breast when Ken rolled the black lace off the succulent boob. Every man yearned to be in Ken’s chair, as he brazenly exposed the gorgeous tit.

A whimper was heard when Ken’s mouth went to the tip and the room filled with a loud sucking noise when he devoured her enlarged nipple. To Lori’s dismay, he sucked the bud deep into his hungry mouth before letting it slip out slowly. The sharp teeth scraped over the tender flesh, tormenting her until the rose colored nipple popped out of his mouth.

The relief when Ken set her nipple free was short-lived, as orders for fresh drinks were shouted out by all the men. Lori reluctantly went to the bar and picked up the next order, taking it to Ronny. She stood in front of the black man and waited like an obedient waitress after handing him the beer.

The man was about to grab her tit when Ken suddenly spoke up. "No! Ronny don't do it. Let her offer you a nipple. I want my sweetheart to serve up her nipple to each guy; I want my pretty, loyal slut to bare her sweet titty to each and every one of you," he said while holding her eyes in a deadly stare.

This was it to Ken's fired-up ego; this was the moment of truth. All his bragging had come down to a head and it was time to prove he had control over a beautiful woman. There would be one last stand by Lori who Ken boasted to his buddies was his devoted slut.

The man’s statement rang in her ears. Lori shook with utter astonishment at the brash demand. She turned her head from Ken’s glare and looked at Ronny whose eyes were locked on her heaving chest.

It was the most seductive scene. Lori’s fingers trembled, yet she managed to expose herself.

Her mind was delirious. She tilted her head down and watched the most mystifying sight of her life.

Ronny instantly sucked her precious bud into his starving mouth, sending shivers through her entire body. Lori glanced down at the black, curly hair and for a fleeting instant she thought about Andy. How many times had they talked about her having sex with a black man, she wondered?

For the first time in her life a black man was caressing her boobs and Lori felt familiar spasms roll through her tummy. Her mind spiraled out of control; she was a slut. Ken’s slut!

Everything was a blur and it did not take long before her bra was cast aside. Much to the delight of five aroused men, Lori moved around the excited men with nothing on, but the hopelessly short skirt and high boots. They all marveled at the gorgeous body of Ken's slut and took every opportunity to feel her titties, pussy and her bare ass.

Lori's prized treasures were passed around like cherished ornaments and by half time she was dreadfully flushed from embarrassment. She fretted about what Andy would think of his once faithful wife being a pawn for Ken and his buddies. Lori did not have to worry about her husband, as Ken had ensured that Andy was one happy man.

Long before anyone arrived for the Sunday get-together, Ken had set up a movie camera with the video piped to his living room television. He put the camera on the stereo cabinet, which was beside the large plasma TV so that it panned the entire room. Although the picture was not a close-up and not the greatest quality, it did show the events quite explicitly, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Ken had outlined the day to Lori and Andy when the couple left his place that fateful evening. He caught Andy at the door on the way out after Lori had departed and told the husband in very precise terms that he could come to his place after the party started.

"I want your wimpy ass over here when we fuck your wife,” Ken told Andy. “You can watch it all in my living room!"

“Yes... yes,” Andy replied, as his mind filled with fantasies.

"Have you ever watched your wife get banged by a black man?" Ken asked in his normal, crude tone. "It's goin' to happen, little buddy, and you can watch it happen in my living room. Fuck, I can hardly wait to see Ronny get his black hands on Lori."

The revelation was shocking and filled Andy’s head with intense desire to watch what happened. He didn’t mention them to Lori for fear of how she would react.

At long last, Andy sat in the big living room, thoroughly amazed at the happenings downstairs. He watched the black man suck his wife’s luscious tits and marveled at how easily Ronny ripped the bra from Lori’s chest, tossing it across the room. Andy was in a world of his own and his fantasies of many years were coming to fruition.

Andy, like Lori, was thoroughly flushed and heated by halftime, expecting even more dramatic things to happen. There was a heightened atmosphere in the games room, as everyone anticipated Ken’s plans.

Lori was completely exhausted from running around. Not only had she served drinks and snacks, but also worked very hard to stay out and get out of the men's clutches. Ken's buddies were told they would all get to ravage his slut and they eagerly waited for his go ahead.

The halftime show was almost over when Ken revealed a few playing cards. He had an ace, deuce, three and four in his hand and shuffled them so that his friends didn’t know which card they would pick. They would each choose a card to determine the pecking order for sex.

His face beamed when he offered the cards. "Whoever draws the ace gets to go first... the deuce gets sloppy seconds and so on," Ken said, offering a card to each man.

"Hell, I can have her anytime, so I'll wait until the end. Lori loves it when I fuck her and you'll see what kind of slut she is," he said with a gloating smile. "In fact, gentlemen, Lori and I have an appointment at Lu's when the games are done this evening."

The disclosure caused each man to hold their breath. They all knew that Lu’s was a famous tattoo parlor in the city and wondered what Ken had in mind.

"And it's a good kick... all the way down to the goal line," the announcer stated and the second half was underway.

Ken and his buddies cheered a punishing tackle, which put the ball on the seventeen-yard line, but their focus was really not on the game. Half time was over; all knew it was time. They were all tuned to Lori pleading for her dignity.

The only first down that occurred was by the lucky man who drew the ace, as he quickly removed Lori's skirt and boots. All the pleading in the world wouldn’t persuade the man from scoring a touchdown and he set out to accomplish his goal. By the time the football reached center-field, the man plus a couple of his friends manhandled Lori until she was spread-eagled on the carpeted floor.

Each man took a second to admire Lori’s beauty and sex appeal. Struggling to remain free, she looked absolutely ravishing, as her arms and legs flailed like crazy, yet she wound up flat on her back.

The game wasn’t going well. Suddenly crude, demanding fingers reached out and grabbed onto her enlarged nipples. Lori watched helplessly, as her buds were turned into stone.

Her eyes widened when she noticed dark fingers on her left nipple. The contrast between her tanned, colored skin and black sent strong shivers through her body. Lori had many dark, skinned friends, but she never had been intimate with any.

All of a sudden, she lay on the floor unable to get free of the damning caresses of a black man she barely knew. Ronny’s fingers pulled the nipple out from her chest, grotesquely stretching it to the limit. It took a few seconds before the pain traveled to her brain, but then it was too late.

When the wave hit her, Lori tried to grab the hands in front of her, but someone quickly slapped her hands away. She was in a state of shock when the dark face lowered and pearly white teeth closed over her vulnerable, throbbing nipple. Lori expected the man to bite hard and cause her great pain, but instead he used his teeth and tongue in a teasing fashion.

Ronny lightly nibbled on the bud and pulled it gently away from the velvety titty. He used his tongue, ever so skillfully, to caress the very tip that was buried inside his mouth. Lori was overly focused on the black man and what he was doing, and she vaguely realized that someone had slipped between her legs.

The man who drew the lucky ace easily spread her legs wide, yet Lori couldn’t see over the black head on her chest. All she knew was that something was spreading her delicate labia to the outer limits and it was likely a stranger’s cock. Suddenly her hips bounced, as the supposed cock entered her well-lubricated grotto, and the violent thrust took her breath away.

It took several seconds for her breathing to resume. There was no respite, as the man pumped his big cock in and out like he was racing for the end zone. He used no care or loving tenderness, merely immense passion to fuck the sexy body of an entrapped woman.

All the bystanders cheered the action and yelled at their buddy to “fuck the bitch.” Lori was pinned on her back, as the man and Ronny worked together for one sole purpose. For the time being, her tits and womanly treasure belonged to Ken’s buddies and Lori was destined to fulfill fantasies of five enraged men.

The man in the saddle dug his fingers into the tender flesh of Lori’s hips and pulled them off the floor, which enabled him to split her spirit into shreds. Both men were in erotic paradise. After sitting through two quarters of boring football and tasting a sweet pussy, it made them crazy with lust.

Ken admired his Barbie doll, as Lori was easily manipulated by the men. It took measly seconds for the first load of cum to fill her heavenly chamber. The man plowed his hard cock in and out of Lori non-stop and with each thrust downward, hot lava erupted from the head of his embedded cock.

Lori cried out not knowing whether it was from the disgusting fact that a stranger was fucking her pussy, or that a black man was sucking and mauling her titties. Without warning, the man on top of her rolled off her legs and away from her fully exhausted body. Horror replaced a brief reprieve when she realized the black man had shifted his big, lanky body until he was between her splayed legs.

The scene mesmerized the onlookers. Lori knew what Ronny planned and her fighting was a mere formality. Her struggles were totally futile and hopeless and that seemed to inflame the man’s desire to possess a white woman. Ronny found it overly arousing to feel the dainty hands push against his muscular chest, trying to hold him at a distance.

Lori tried in vain to close her legs, but that was impossible with over 200 pounds of man between her thighs. She valiantly twisted and rolled her hips, but the struggle merely built the desire soring inside of Ronny. There seemed no way to evade the head of the man’s big, black cock and Lori held her breath.

A quick jab every few seconds threatened to invade Lori’s internal chamber. Ronny laughed out loud at her escape attempts and he tormented her by pressing the tip of his ramrod between the puffy labia.

“Ronny, please don’t, please don’t do this to me... please,”

Lori moaned and he loved every word.

“Oh no... you’re... you’re...!”

The desperation in her voice became very evident, as Lori realized Ronny could overpower her at will and she was helpless to stop him.

“No, please stop, please,” she pleaded.

When Ken first told his buddies that he had complete control of the sexiest bitch ever, Ronny thought it was mere, groundless bragging. It had however made him dream and fantasize about having sex with such a woman and her being white added immensely to his lustful dreams.

Ronny abruptly realized Ken’s boasts were not bullshit and he felt determined to treat Lori exactly like many black studs did in triple ‘X’ porno movies. ‘Rough and extremely demanding,’ he reflected. ‘I’m gonna bang this white pussy and fill it with some good ole devil semen.’

The teasing was the best part. Ronny knew he could ram his large cock into Lori at any time, but he wanted the foreplay to last forever. He kept running his cock-head through the wet slit and relished Lori’s fight to keep him from penetrating her sacred chamber.

Ronny didn’t just want to fuck the white slut; he wanted to take her and force Lori to succumb to his demands. Ronny considered it merely a playful façade. Lori was his to do with as he pleased and he loved the way she played her role, as a reluctant victim of his sexual assault.

The man’s friends were getting inebriated and they were anxious for their turn. Each man began prodding and coaxing Ronny to proceed and bang the bitch. “C’mon man, fuck her... stick that black cock into her. We don’t have all fuckin’ day, man,” one pleaded, as he watched the brazen action.

Ronny lost it. His black ass rammed at the waiting crotch, knocking the air out of Lori’s lungs.

Everyone in the room knew when the black stiletto pierced Lori’s cervix, turning the womb that had nurtured her children into a black ghetto. Ronny powered his cock to the hilt, so hard, so deep and so brutally fast that Lori struggled to catch her breath.

Seconds passed before she could breathe again and Ronny gained a fucking rhythm of a madman.

In and out he pumped like a racing locomotive and Lori felt like a consumed bitch with each deep penetration. When someone took the liberty to wrap her long, slender legs around the black hips, she was helpless.

Her head filled with vivid images. She was a white bitch being fucked by a black man and there was nothing stopping her sacred vagina being filled with black seed. Suddenly her hips jerked and seemed to randomly meet the man’s vicious thrusts and Lori was shocked.

A spasm shot through her loins like a bolt of lightning. It was just as fast and with the same intensity as an electric shock. ‘No, no... I can’t... no, I can’t,’ she thought, as her troubled mind swirled around and around searching for the right answer.

A realization hit her hard. Lori knew Ronny wasn’t going to be satisfied by merely fucking her, as he wanted her womanly spirit. It seemed the more she tried to stave off a demeaning orgasm, the more it reared its raging head. She tilted her head slightly and stared straight down in disbelief.

Ronny arched his back to allow room to caress the luscious boobs. He reached for the gyrating titties and pinched both nipples with his strong fingers. Then he got Lori’s complete attention by whispering ever so sarcastically.

“I need you to talk... tell me you want my black cock... want me to fuck your tight, white pussy,” he said with the most confident smile.

“Tell me... or else!”

The man squeezed her nips until they swelled.

“Ah... aaahhhh,” Lori moaned, feeling overly intimidated.

“We’re goin’ to screw and you’re gonna to be my white-ass bitch!”

“Aaahhh, naaaaaa.”

“Say you want my black prick,”

Ronny demanded, pulling hard on the tender nipples and stretching them to a profound size.

There was no respite for Lori, as Ronny relentlessly pumped in and out. Suddenly a confession seemed like the only answer.

“Oh, my gawd, you’re inside... your cock is deep inside me,” she whispered, as she tried to return the man’s stare.

“Your black cock!”

“Yes, keep talking!”

“I can feel you inside me.”

“More... more.”

“Fucking me... your black cock.”

Ronny merely tweaked the swollen nips to indicate he needed more. Lori didn’t want to, but the rising lust appeared overwhelming. She knew Ronny’s treats were idle ones and he wouldn’t really hurt her, yet she used his words as an excuse for complying. Yes, she deemed, Ken also wanted to hear her talk.

“Yes, you’re fucking me with your black cock. Oh lord, you bastard, I want you... want you to fuck me,”

Lori moaned. “Are you fucking happy?”

Ronny drove his cock to the hilt and let the bulbous head crush her last shred of decency.

“Move that sweet ass... fuck me, babe, fuck me,” he demanded.

“Harder! Harder!”

“It’s inside... too deep inside. I can feel it throbbing.”

“Yes... yes.”

“Please, don’t hurt me,” Lori pleaded.

“You’re fucking me... you bastard... I have to wait... I have to.”

“Sweet geezus... you’re the best... best piece of ass.”

“Bastard, bastard, you bastard,” she moaned, letting the man know she still had some fight left.

Ronny started a determined pumping. He slowly withdrew several inches of his ramrod and then thrust down with all his might, driving her plush ass into the floor, again and again.

“I’m getting ready... ready for your slut-orgasm,” he whispered, feeling the hips jerk wildly to meet his steady pumping.

“Please, don’t hurt me... no, nooooo,”

Lori moaned, as something hit her inner being and seemed to take the last shred of decency from her mind.

“Your... your, oh gawd, your cock is inside... deep inside.”

“Yes... more!”

“I can’t stop; it feels so good. I have to wait... have to wait.”

Ronny felt the hips jerk wildly and meet his vicious pumping. He took Lori over the lustful crest and smiled when her orgasm flourished like no other. It was time to release his black demons and he climaxed with utter satisfaction of knowing he was master of a white princess.

Not only were they fucking like two wild animals in front of a shocked audience, but each was entirely swept away by the intensity of their own ecstasy. The orgasms seemed to last forever, and no one was more consumed than the overly aroused husband who stared at the television screen without blinking.

Ronny gave one last powerful thrust and tried to keep his hardon fully embedded, but his buddies had other plans. Lori’s arms and legs were shoved, sort of cast to her sides, which allowed the men to roll Ronny away. The fully exhausted woman didn’t even attempt to get away from number three.

It turned out that three and number four worked together. Not a protest was heard from the beaten woman when the one man went between her legs. The other caressed her titties like he had never felt such enormous beauties. He squeezed them, as if they might break, and teased the tips like the nipples were precious jewels.

Lori understood what would make Ken's buddies happy and she obliged, not wanting to displease Ken who was still not far from her side. Why she didn’t fight or protest would always remain a mystery, yet she allowed each man to possess her exhausted body and use it as they wished. In fact, she blushed with embarrassment, she relished the gangbang with Ken's buddies.

If there was one regret, it was that Andy wasn’t at the party. There was no need for any worry from Lori because her husband watched every erotic scene unfold with intense desire. Although the picture on the television wasn’t perfect, Andy had no problem seeing what transpired in Ken’s playroom.

The gangbang would be recorded for all time and Ken would likely replay the raunchy episode over and over for himself, his buddies, as well as his two boys. The first football game ended, but none of the men regretted not watching most of it.

The announcers gave a pre-game hype for the evening game, which featured the Seahawks. Ken and his crowd loved the Seahawks and Lori would eventually find out just how much. His plans would leave a permanent reminder etched on her body, but he would save that for the finale of the best day ever of Sunday football.

The sound was turned up on the television, yet no one seemed to hear the broadcast. An erotic ambiance filled the room and suddenly Ken got an impulsive flash of genius. He quickly decided to modify his plans and rushed upstairs.

Ken ran into his living room and he looked Andy straight in the eyes. "Come on down, little buddy.

Your slut wife wants you to fuck her in the ass. You didn't get a chance to finish the other morning when I busted in on you, but now is your big chance," Ken said, giving Andy little chance to digest his devilish scheme.

Andy interpreted his neighbor's words as an order and one he was destined to obey. Like it or not, he decided, Ken held the controlling influence over himself and Lori. With a shrug of his shoulders, he followed Ken into the den of purgatory.

In Andy's aroused state of mind, he was definitely not thinking with any logic or reason. They entered the den and Ken quickly resumed control, as he got everyone’s’ attention.

"This is Lori's husband, Andy. Would you believe that he has never had anal sex with his slut wife,"

Ken said with a laugh. Then he boasted, "I have!"

There was a roar of laughter and everyone stared at Ken who turned and spoke directly to Andy.

"Lori wants you to fuck her ass and I know it will absolutely blow our minds," he said.

"Hell, they've all fucked her so you may as well have a piece of the action," Ken said.

The obvious sarcasm didn't register in Andy's lust-filled brain and he simply waited. How two people who appeared quite normal and intelligent could fall under the control of a lowdown skunk would surely leave anyone dumbfounded. Yet Ken was the ultimate schemer and instinctively knew exactly how to gain the upper hand.

Ken had sacrificed his dream woman to his drinking buddies, holding off satisfying his own pent up emotions. Not any longer, he decided, as his cock was ready to burst and it was time. He guided the awestruck Andy over to Lori and spoke to both.

"We're going to put on a little sex show for my friends," he said and proceeded to remove his clothes. This left Andy as the only one dressed, but that did not last long after Ken ordered him in his meanest voice to undress. They were standing near the bar and Ken abruptly moved to a nearby sofa bed at Lori’s side.

Ken sprawled out on his back with his head propped upward and his cock pulsed and jerked wildly above his pelvis at about a 45-degree angle. He glanced around the room and saw that his close buddies were all thoroughly envious.

Not one man was about to miss the dramatic scene unfolding like an award winning, soap opera.

Ken’s hero status to his close friends would be entrenched in the hallowed walls of football Sunday.

"Get down here sweetheart... git that pretty pussy on your favorite cock. It’s time for double trouble, my dear slut,” Ken said, keeping his voice stern.

“Get your sweet pussy on my cock, now!”

The demand from the devil sent a violent shiver up and down Lori’s spine.

“Ah... ooohhhh,” she moaned.

Ken noticed her hesitation and reluctance.

“Show them how much you want my cock... how much you love riding my cock,” he whispered and made it sound like an obvious command.

“I don’t want any fucking backtalk.”

The scene couldn’t get any more appealing. Lori whimpered and glanced towards her husband to realize Andy was more interested in Ken’s dick than her dilemma. She felt lost and without any recourse.

The profound demand hit her hard. ‘Dear lord,’ she thought, ‘he can’t be serious? Not here in front of his buddies?’

Lori didn’t know if her actions were controlled by an inner being belonging to her powerful neighbor or if someone actually moved her. Her body shifted gracefully over to Ken’s and suddenly she was lifted and propped over the man’s outstretched torso. When she squatted and hovered over the throbbing pecker, all the men held their breath in anticipation.

Somehow her dainty hand swooped between her spread thighs and her fingers wrapped around the long, veined shaft. All eyes bulged, as Ken’s tool was held upright and pointed straight at utopia.

They didn’t have to wait long. There were loud groans of envy when Lori guided the flared head between her thighs and paused for a few seconds. Her hand rolled back and forth several times and the onlookers knew the cockhead was shifted through the vast wetness with each pass, as the cock head glistened with moisture.

Each man held their breath. The seductive woman’s torso slowly sank and her mouth gapped open, trying to gasp for needed air. The men realized Lori had pierced herself with the large man-cock, as the promise of intense lust was overpowering.

Lori’s moan of anguish melded with the men’s moans of desire. Her heart pounded at a thousand beats a minute and she became totally flushed, which added to her great allure. Suddenly there was a flurry of activity and Ken was in a hurry.

Ken shifted the naked torso and guided Lori until she lay prone. Skillfully he managed to get her legs spread wide enough to go around his, as he ensured to keep his cock embedded inside the heated channel. Ken stared into the glazed eyes and knew Lori had given up.

“Now hubby can finally have your ass,” he sneered, keeping his voice low enough so no one else could hear.

“I’m going to enjoy him blowing his load up your butt; then you can cum for me while you ride my big cock.”

The man’s arrogance was too much, and Lori’s breathing became extremely broken and ragged.

“No... noooooo,” she pleaded, knowing what lay ahead.

“I hate you... I hate you!”

“You’re my slut and you’ll show all my friends that you love nothing more than coating my stiff cock with cum,” Ken whispered, giving her an intimate smile.

“You just can’t resist cumming for me... can’t wait to cum for me, can you?”

There was sudden movement behind her and Lori knew what Andy was going to do. It didn’t stop her from concentrating on the fight of her life, fighting the man who controlled her secret desires.

"I hate you. Screw you... you can fuck me, but I’ll fight you forever, you bastard,” Lori whispered, with the determination to survive the man’s demands.

“Your fucking perverted cronies can watch you climax in a dishrag. In fact, you may as well masturbate, you bastard,” she added.

Ken waved his hand and motioned for action. Andy could hardly see. He crawled up to the copulating twosome and managed to crouch overtop of his wife’s bare ass. When the head of his cock hit the puckered asshole, Andy pushed.

A cry of agony escaped Lori’s lips and Ken acted.

"Not too fast, little buddy," Ken said, as he watched the enthused husband.

"Take it easy on her ass. Put some spit on your cock to make it go in without hurtin' her," he informed the inflamed husband.

Andy quickly covered his penis with saliva lubricant. There was a slight hesitation when he reentered her hole, but then he was inside. The heat and shock of actually satisfying a lifelong fantasy struck and his stamina vanished in a flash. He gave one and then another pump; it was all it took to begin an orgasm that he had staved off for an entire football game.

Lori frantically prayed Andy would delay his climax. She reasoned that might assist in her dire struggle to defeat her hated tormentor. It seemed Ken worked his magic every time they had intercourse, but she hoped this time was different.

Ken correctly assumed any husband who watched his wife having sex with strangers for two to three hours would be absolutely at the end of his stamina. Andy sat in front of the television during the intense lust and desire, but now the heat of his wife’s cherished ass turned his willpower to quicksand.

Lori felt the hips above her quiver and jerk out of control. She didn’t have to look to know what was happening to Andy. For the first time in his life, Andy shot his load into Lori’s ass and for a brief moment, she wished an orgasm would overtake her desire.

Within a minute, Andy finished and all his pent-up desires vanished when he slowly rolled off the two sweaty bodies. Ken felt a strong passion building inside his chest and that made his ultra-ego flourish. His big smile said it all.

"I hope you’re holding back, darling, I don't want my slut to have an orgasm before I’m ready," he whispered.

“You prick... you’re a prick!”

Ken grinned, knowing it was time for humiliation to the nth degree.

"I can feel your belly getting ready... are you getting ready to cum?” he asked. “I’m gonna give you the orgasm of your life.”

“Ah, aaahhh, noooooo,” Lori moaned.

“Oops, I’m sorry. I mean you’re going to ride my dick and give yourself an orgasm,” Ken said, determined to keep up his tirade.

“Yes, you’re going to cum on my dick, aren’t you baby?”

“No, no, noooooo.”

“You always cum on my dick.”

“No, no, no.”

“I love the way your little pussy squeezes my cock and makes it throb like crazy.”

Ken watched her pretty face twist with what appeared to be some kind of pain or agony.

“God, I love blowing my load into your sweet belly... keep moving your ass like that... you’ll make me climax.”

Lori suddenly realized she was actually moving. She had to make a decision. ‘Maybe if I do it to him, he’ll climax and I’ll be free,’ she thought.

When she began a slow and deliberate pumping of her hips, Lori assumed it was the right thing to do. Up and down over the extended manhood and her hips quivered with each pump.

Suddenly Ken put his big, strong hands around her hips and his fingers dug into the fleshy cheeks of her ass. Every time she moved her hips downward, swallowing up the long shaft, Ken jerked hard and dug his fingertips into the tender ass cheeks.

A perfect rhythm developed, as her hips began pumping much faster, up, down, up and down.

Ken's cock promptly hit that lust-button inside her belly and Lori fought for liberation, knowing time was running short. It was the ultimate battle of the sexes, with Lori wanting to make her hated neighbor have an orgasm, while she kept her soul free from the man.

Ken purposely used both hands to slap Lori's ass, turning the both cheeks beat-red, as her hips kept moving up and down.

"That's it! Fuck me, baby, fuck me with all you've got," he whispered.

"Sweetheart, you're going to blow your fucking load on my dick."

His willpower was profound, but it had limits. Ken grit his teeth, as he continued the rant.

“Andy’s watching you ride me,” he said, realizing her husband was off to one side. “He loves watching you orgasm like a slut each time we fuck.” Ken needed more.

“All my buddies are watching you, my faithful slut, fuck my cock. Let’s give them a real show... a slut-show.”

The man wouldn’t stop. Ken continued moving her hips up and down, driving his cock in and out.

Lust consumed both minds and each was oblivious of any spectators. Ken prayed to prolong his endurance and Lori prayed to end his stubborn stamina.

Ken's talk; his dirty demands were too much for any sane woman and Lori abruptly lost the will to fight. Visions filled her head. Lori imagined being ravaged by Ken and his two sons and she visualized a most vivid dream. Her head filled with images of her naked body being molested by the overwhelming Patterson's and she wanted it to happen.

Suddenly Ken released her ass-cheeks and grabbed her by the head, wrapping the fingers of his left hand in the long, black curls. He used his superior strength to bend her upper torso upwards, arching her spine so her chest was up off his hairy chest. With his free hand, Ken slapped and punished her luscious titties without caring if it hurt or not.

All mouths hung open with sheer amazement, as the onlookers tried to comprehend the illustrious scene. Ken treated Lori like a cheap slut. Slap, slap and each loud slap on the hanging titties was cheered by everyone and then they all noticed the tanned hips thrashing out of control.

"Don't do it. No, not yet.. don't cum!" Ken hissed, as he fully embedded his cock each time the hips thrust madly at him. "Wait... please wait."

Lori cried. Her eyes filled with tears, as lust consumed her brain.

"Aaahhh, no... noooooo," she moaned. “I have... I have... I have to!”

"Your goddamned cunt is so fucking hot... so fucking tight... so fucking sweet," Ken whispered, knowing time was running out.

"I want this fuck to last forever."

"Oh gawd, I can't. Dear gawd, I can't. Oh please, please stop for a second... just a second. Please Ken, please,"

Lori begged, knowing she had lost the battle, as her hips powered down in a vicious fashion.

Ken merely battered the hanging tits and he held her by the hair, surely hurting her, yet it didn't matter. Lori's mouth hung open, as she gasped for much needed air, and he glared straight into the teary eyes. Ken brutally forced her face to his and then he nailed the coffin shut.

"Fuck me, bitch! Fuck me! Lori, listen to me. I love my slut... want her to be happy. It's okay to cum, sweetheart," he said, staring into her eyes.

"Cum for me, slut, cum for me."

"Aaahhh, ooohhh, aaahhh," she mumbled, as her body went out of control.

Ken wanted more; he wanted her soul.

"Can you feel my cock? Are you creaming all over my man cock?" he asked, shaking her head for a response.

"Are you my slut... cumming like my faithful slut?"

Lori tried to shut her eyes, but she knew he wouldn't let her. The untimely orgasm took over her reasoning and she creamed like never before. Her body was pure steel and tense nerves. All that mattered to her now was that Ken was making her orgasm.

Lost in a deep, dark sea of passion, Lori climaxed, obeying the man's demands. She had to be first, as Ken wanted it that way, and now she could keep her hips thrusting up and down for him.

"Fuck! Fuck, baby, I can't hold it any longer," Ken declared, as he let go.

"Fuck, it's good... so fucking good."

The man's tirade kept going. "I want my chizz in your goddamned belly."

"I'm cumming... cumming, you slut."

"Damn, you're the best fuck... best ever."

Ken thrust upwards with all his might and let her do all the work.

"Ride me, baby, ride me!"

"Fuck yes, keep moving."

"Yes, faster... faster!"

"Oh fuck, faster... faster."

"Yes, fuck yes." With a forceful blast, Ken emptied his bloated balls.

Lori welcomed his seed into the deepest reaches of her coveted womb. All of a sudden, she knew there was but one man for her sexual desires. Her secret confession would be held that way for a long time, but for now, Lori relished the sexual fulfillment.

If Ken wanted to have sex with her, Lori vowed to fulfill the man's dreams. If Ken wanted her to act like a slut for his friends, she would do it; if Ken wanted her to service his sons, she would comply.

When Ken released her body and let her go free, he indicated her afternoon wasn't done. The lust filled men all manhandled her. Each was rejuvenated after watching the torrid intercourse of erotic passion and it was their time. Each wanted one thing; Lori's seductive lips wrapped around his cock.

The memory would forever be in her head. Lori felt cocks. She put her elegant fingers around hard throbbing cocks and marveled at how divine each one felt in her small, dainty hands.

One man got the urge to have Lori suck his cock and without asking or waiting for an invite, he used her mouth. He shoved his rod into her lips and forced her mouth to open.

Lori realized the man treated her like a street whore, yet she knew what was required to please her master. She gulped the slim pecker into her mouth, even allowing some to slither down her throat a ways after realizing the cock wasn't big enough to choke her. The stale, salty taste was slightly revolting, causing Lori to shiver with disgust for not finding his offensive actions more horrifying.

Andy's face blended in with all the others. He also reaped a reward, but it took him well into the second game before he was re-energized. Lori swallowed the seed of every man before getting to Ken's yet that didn't matter to either one of them.

The Seahawks hung on to win, but the game was all but forgotten by Ken and his friends. It was getting late when the phone rang. Ken answered it knowing it would be one of his sons.

Ken wisely made arrangements with Sean and Troy to have them call when they left Helen's sisters.

He knew he would have only one hour to clean up the house before they arrived home.

"Tell your mom that I'll be out for a couple of hours and if she asks, just tell her it's none of her fucking business. You'll be amazed the next time you see Lori," he told his son.

Ken's devilish plan was to have a Seahawk emblem tattooed on Lori's ass. He was utterly thrilled by the scheme and needed to tell someone.

"I'm taking our Lori to Lu's to have a Seahawk head tattooed on her pretty ass," Ken told Sean.

"Fuck, every time the slut looks at her butt, she'll see the hawk's head and know she's a bona-fide slut... my slut."

"Wow, holy shit," Sean replied. "Her pretty ass covered with a fucking Seahawk."

Ken had made arrangements with Lu to open his famous tattoo parlor despite the late hour. Lu lived above the shop, which made the arrangements a lot easier, and worked out great for Ken.

"See you later, buddy. Just keep your mother happy and tell her I'll be home when I get home," Ken said, with a big laugh.

The party broke up fairly quickly once Ken's friends knew Helen was on the way home. They all thanked Ken for the special day and all left with the biggest smile of satisfaction, knowing it was a day to remember.

None of the men were in any shape to drive and they all left by cab. Ken also called a cab for his trip downtown with his sexy neighbor. "Time to go home, little buddy," Ken told Andy.

"Whaaa, what?" Andy replied, as he feared leaving his wife with the cunning man.

"Leave Lori with me. I'm taking her to see my special friend, Lu. You know Lu? He owns the tattoo parlor downtown,"

Ken said and waved his hand towards the door.

"When I bring your little sweetie home, you'll love what I'm getting done to her gorgeous ass."

Andy was flabbergasted.

"But... but... whaaaa."

"Party's over, pal. Time to get outta here,"

Ken stated and it took a scant few seconds until he was left alone with a startled Lori.

"Yes, sweetheart, we're going to Lu's and he's going to tattoo a fucking Seahawk on your pretty ass."

Ken left his home fully satisfied with how the Sunday Football party had gone with his buddies. His faithful slut had performed far beyond expectations and even he had to agree Lori surpassed any of his wild fantasies. Watching her entertain his beer-drinking friends and serve them beer along with every part of her sexy body was the biggest thrill.

Probably the best part was watching Ronny, his black friend molest and turn his servant into a wanton, white slut. Ken thought he would blow his load on the spot and he couldn't remember getting more aroused in his entire life.

The taxi arrived and Ken led Lori by the hand out to the cab. She shivered not only from the cool breeze hitting her flushed skin, but also because of the stunning view she gave the taxi driver.

All she wore were the boots, skirt and the tank top. The top covered her magnificent boobs yet made them even more appealing. Her nipples had remained hardened and put two big bumps in the stretched fabric that nobody could miss.

Ken helped Lori into the backseat and he plunked down right next to her. He immediately put his big, burly arm around her lithe shoulders and hugged her tightly into his chest. It prevented Lori from moving away from his body and it appeared to the driver that they were a loving couple.

The driver kept checking the rearview mirror for any eye-catching sights and Ken made sure to oblige. The address of the tattoo parlor was given and the driver took his time, as he wanted to watch the slut perform in the backseat of his cab.

"Ken, for gawd's sake not here... not with someone around," Lori pleaded, but to no avail.

Ken wanted to demonstrate he was in control. Every time Lori put her hands up to protest or right her top, he easily brushed her aside. He hugged her and rolled the tank top up, off her boobs much to the driver's amazement.

Suddenly the luscious titties were exposed and the driver found the struggle in the backseat to be most alluring. When the brazen man deliberately cupped a boob and fully revealed a hardened nipple, the driver almost pulled over. Somehow, he managed to keep the cab on the streets despite his eyes being glued to the rearview mirror.

Ken was in his glory.

"Enjoy the ride... sit the fuck back and enjoy the ride. You'll love what I have in store for you," he whispered, as Lori fidgeted in the seat.

"It will always be a reminder of me... of what you are to me."

Ken fondled her boobs and caressed her nipples without another protest. Lori merely whimpered while keeping her arms down at her sides, as the cab kept moving. Ken glanced at the mirror and he grinned with satisfaction, knowing the taxi driver would think Lori was an exhibitionist.

"Holy fuck! They're magnificent... fucking gorgeous tits," the driver whispered, not believing in his good fortune. He ogled the man and woman in the backseat and it almost seemed that the man was purposely showing him two of the nicest tits.

Ken stretched the hardened nipples beyond reasonable limits, yet Lori remained passive when he molested her. Then he rolled the buds between his fingers, making sure to keep the ends exposed to the front seat. He got extremely excited thinking of how he was putting on an erotic show for a complete stranger.

Lori's heart pounded, as she tried to comprehend what was happening.

"You can't be serious; you can't mean it? You aren't getting some fucking football emblem put on my body?" Lori asked, with a shaking, timid voice.

Visions of a Seahawk like the one on the team's jersey flashed through Lori's head and her whole body shivered in horror.

"Ken? Ken, for gawd sake, you can't be serious?" she asked, almost pleading.

"Sweetheart! Fuckin' A, I'm serious. Lu is going to put the head right on the cheek of your ass and I'm going to cherish every drop of ink," Ken told his frightened hostage.

Ken abruptly twisted in the seat and his hand went to Lori's chin, as he turned her head in his direction.

"Lori, sweetie, I'm going to fuck you whenever I get the urge and you know you want me as much as I want you," he whispered and stared in the big, bewildered eyes.

"Buuuu, aaaahhhh, whaaaaaa," Lori mumbled.

"I just love the way you fight me and think you're so goddamn superior," Ken said. "But you don't really have a choice in the matter. Do you? Your ass is mine, sweetheart, and Lu is going to tattoo your ass for me."

Ken's eyes got bigger and so did the grin on his face.

"Do you know how I'm going to pay Lu?" he asked and waited a dreadful minute.

Lori thought of many responses to his frightening question and they all made her stomach do constant somersaults of trepidation. "Noooo, no," she replied.

"I'm going to let the greasy, little bastard fuck my slut and fill her little hole with his Asian chizz," he informed Lori much to her chagrin.

Lori was speechless and sat very still, as the cab pulled up in front of a dimly lit storefront. Somehow her top got replaced over her breasts, whether it was Ken or she who straightened the garment.

Ken got out and held his hand out for Lori, which she reluctantly took for fear of his reprisal. Her legs shook and vibrated and it was extremely hard to walk when Ken led her into the darkened shop.

Lu had left the door unlocked and was sitting at a large desk waiting for his expected visitors. Lori looked at his face and saw desire written all over it.

"Come! You come in back... I have ready," Lu said to Ken, as he stood and motioned towards a closed door at the back of the store.

"I put hawk's head on ass just like you say."

The little Chinese, tattoo artist waved his hand at Lori and then pointed toward the backroom. Ken sort of pushed Lori towards Lu and forced her to timidly follow the man to the brightly lit salon in the back section of the shop. Ken promptly locked the front door and followed the pair.

Lu was the best artist in the city and his work was highly prized by anyone wanting a tattoo or piercing. He quickly ushered the quivering woman into his operating room and motioned for Lori to get onto a leather-covered table.

Lori reluctantly got up on the table, but it didn't please the little Chinaman.

"No! Lie down; you lie down. Put face on table... lay on stomach," Lu said and immediately assisted her to get into a prone position.

Lori could only imagine the view the little pervert got of her derriere, as it was next to impossible to keep her short skirt from riding up. She desperately wanted to tug on the skirt to keep the hem down so that her bum was covered but knew it was senseless. Not wanting to make a scene, she simply prayed the fabric shielded her nakedness from Lu's beady eyes.

It happened so fast Lori was unable to prevent Lu from exposing the intended area for the engraving. He flipped the bottom of her skirt to her waist and admired the gorgeous ass.

"It go here," Lu said and pointed to a spot at the upper region of Lori's right cheek. Then he drew a frame with his finger on her inflamed flesh and Lori flinched from his bold touch.

Lu left her buttocks fully exposed and went to work readying his equipment for the task. Every few seconds his glare returned to Lori's shapely butt and a little evil smile crossed his face. Yes, he decided, he was surely going to enjoy ravishing this gorgeous piece of ass.

No words needed to be spoken. Lu glanced in Ken's direction and immediately saw the man give his approval with a nod of his head. When his friend suggested to him days ago that he wanted a tattoo engraved on his slut's ass, Lu had thought Ken was nuts.

At first, he wondered how a married man could have a slut, but also Lu wondered how a woman would ever allow such a thing? Seeing Lori prone on his worktable, Lu was about to realize a dream of his life. He fantasized for years of fucking a truly sexy, white woman and suddenly she was lying on his table.

Lori desperately held her legs together and prayed it was all a bad dream. Without warning, Lu got much bolder and moved to the end of the table where Lori's feet were. He put his small hands on her ankles and his grip was vise-like, as he forcibly moved her feet apart.

Lu spread the legs wider until he spotted the narrow, pink slit between the splayed thighs. He marveled the fact there was no hint of hair. Then he shifted Lori's legs farther apart until he could see the puffy lips open slightly on their own.

Lu had never witnessed anything so alluring or so enticing. Lori sensed what the little artist was doing, but one glance at Ken told her there was no way out. Oh, how she wanted to jump off the table, yet she knew that Ken wouldn't allow it.

The scene was magnetic. Like a timid little girl about to be scolded, Lori lowered her eyes and stared at the soft leather in front of her face. She only imagined what the man was looking at and how exposed her lower body was to his hungry ogling. Degree by degree her temperature rose until Lori was completely flushed with embarrassment.

The thought of Ken's promised payment fueled the lust in Lu's brain. How could a man get luckier, he reasoned? This gorgeous woman willingly spread her legs to expose herself, Lu inferred, and she didn't move a muscle to stop what was happening.

The Asian pecker was fully hardened and put a small bulge in the front of Lu's pants, as he anticipated fucking this sexy creature. When Ken shifted up to the table and put his hands on Lori, Lu held his breath.

A big hand closed on Lori's knee and ensured her legs remained splayed. Slowly Ken reached upward, caressing the insides of the shapely thighs. The fully exposed lower torso twitched and jerked when the fingertips carved a trail straight up to the tops of the thighs.

Lori dropped her head and pinched her eyes closed. Visions appeared on her darkened eyelids when the fingertips came perilously close to her precious opening. She pinched harder, as the images of a wanton slut appeared to welcome the two men spying her nudity with evil intent.

Lori almost expected it when fingers touched her. A finger easily slipped between her puffy labia and the only thing Lori wondered was who invaded her exposed pussy. The answer almost made her faint.

"Oh fuck... sweet fuck, I never see such gorgeous cunt. Lu fuck like promise... right?" Lu asked in his broken English.

Ken's promised payment for the tattoo work was foremost on Lu's mind. Yes, he thought, sex with adorable white woman was something out of this world. Lu stared at the glistening pussy and it was truly the most erotic experience of his life when his finger penetrated the puffy, pink lips.

Lori uttered tiny sobs and she felt totally helpless when fingers pinched her clitoris. Suddenly, the throbbing clit was yanked out from the distended hood, much to her dismay. Lori felt like crying when the slippery bud was rolled, pinched, squeezed and molested and there was nothing in the world she could do to stop it.

Lu was in heaven. He stretched the tender morsel until it was twice its normal size and couldn't imagine anything more astounding. Lori prayed for deliverance. She vowed to do anything to get free of the obtrusive fingers and damning caresses.

It was time to get on with the tattoo and Lu reluctantly let the swollen treasure slip out of his fingers. Lori breathed a big sigh of relief and hoped the little bastard would now leave her alone.

Lu moved around the table to the right side and Lori couldn't get her legs closed fast enough. It may have been a small triumph, but to Lori it was huge. Free at last, she thought, yet it was only a fleeting respite.

Lu set his tray of instruments next to the table and decided the quicker he finished the tattoo, the sooner he would be able to ravage Lori's sexy body. He promptly wiped a sterile, cotton swab over the right cheek, prolonging the caress, and the sudden cool alcohol caused Lori to jump.

"I clean... draw head on ass," Lu said and swiftly started to etch a rough drawing of the Seahawk symbol with his pen.

Lori closed her eyes and tried to block out the upcoming episode intended to be the ultimate humiliation by her captor. Her heart skipped a few beats when the needle instrument began the ardent task of tattooing, and then beat hurriedly, as the artist worked the magic device.

It was ink and wipe, ink and wipe and Lori only imagined what the inflamed cheek of her ass looked like. A loud buzzing sound filled the room and then pain rushed through her brain. Tears definitely ran down her rosy cheeks, as Lu skillfully etched the dreaded Seahawk head on the cheek of her ass.

The tattoo took many minutes to be permanently inked onto her skin. It had to be the longest yard; the longest 30 minutes of her life before the humiliation was complete.

For the strangest reason, Lori got some comfort when Ken stood at her side and held her hand. He wrapped his big, strong fingers around her small hand and it gave her a sense the man was protecting her. Somehow it washed away the negative aspects of her getting a tattoo and filled her head with thoughts of pleasing Ken.

At that precise moment, Lori readily let her soul flow through her womanly body to the junction of the two hands. She was willing to fulfill any of her master's demands. When the buzzing stopped and Lu wiped the excess ink off her butt, Lori felt a great wave of relief wash over her.

Ken gave the hand a comforting squeeze. It was time to comply with the man's degrading wishes and Lori vowed to remain obedient. Maybe it was the telepathy or just her willingness, but she understood Ken's promise.

The woman's shapely legs spread without a word. It was an offering Lori would live to regret, but she was unable to stop. Her mind sort of drifted off into a quiet dreamland and she didn't struggle or protest when someone moved between her widespread legs.

Lori raised her head off the leather mat and she glanced behind to see Lu crawling up onto the table. His intentions were obvious. A million things rushed through her mind when she stared at the almost naked man who was going to fuck her right there on his worktable.

Lori knew what Ken wanted most. He wanted her to fight and protest like his devoted slut, but eventually surrender to his friend's assault. When she raised her upper torso, Ken was instantly in her face.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. Lu will be quick and I'm sure he'll blow his load into you in a hurry," Ken whispered.

The fight was on. "No, noooooo, please no," Lori moaned.

Ken grabbed a handful of hair and forced her to look into his demanding eyes. "Talk to me, babe. Tell me what he is doing. I want to hear my little sweetheart talking like a slut," he said and held the intense stare, forcing her to obey.

"Dear gawd, Ken, he's going to... isn't he?" Lori asked, knowing she had to continue.

"No, he's between my legs; I can feel his pecker on my ass... touching my ass. Oh gawd, he's rubbing it all over my ass."

Ken merely gave her head a shake to indicate he wanted her to keep speaking.

"Ken, please make him stop. Oh no, I can feel his cock between my legs... touching me."

"He's putting it there; he's pushing it in... into my pussy."

"Please, oh Ken, he's in! Oh gawd, he's inside me!"

Ken relished hearing the dire moans and pleas. "Yes, fuck yes," he said, as Lori's pleading inflamed the minds of two men.

It was strange, but Ken wanted to humiliate his devoted Lori even more. He needed to hear it all so he gave stern indications by holding her head in a demanding fashion. Staring directly into her teary eyes, Ken moved his lips without uttering a word out loud.

"Ken, dear lord, he's doing it. His cock is fucking me... but... not him... you... I want you... wish it was you," Lori mumbled, as she tried to return the deadly stare.

"You bastard, are you happy?"

"I dream of you making love to me... screwing me... putting your big cock deep inside me."

"You're a bastard for making me... doing this to me... a rotten bastard."

"I don't want to think about you, but I can't stop myself."

"I want to be your slut," Lori whispered, knowing she was slipping deeper and deeper in her neighbor's grasp.

"I... I... I can't stop... I can't resist."

Suddenly Lori felt relieved. She had said it to Ken; she told him that she was his woman, his slut and that she dreamed of him. Ken was too powerful, she deemed, and he controlled her inner being like no other. Lust, yes, it was the lust!

Lori felt the little Chinese man fucking her like she was a bitch in heat, but she dreamed of Ken taking her soul like he always did. She blocked out the demoralizing fact she was having intercourse with a stranger merely for Ken's entertainment.

Lu had to spread the thighs wider to keep his cock buried. He began a furious pumping in and out of his captured bitch. Nothing so drastic had ever happened in his life. His sharp fingers dug into the tender flesh of Lori's hips, as his mind exploded with lust.

"Fuck, oh fuck, it good... real good. Lu fuck slut like you say. Oh fuck, it good," he moaned.

Hearing the little man's words instantly made Lori feel used.

"Geez... oh geezus."

The man's tempo increased and Lori could tell Lu was reaching the crest. Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her volcano. Lu shot burning chizz all over her ass, covering her flushed cheeks with gobs of cum. He used his small fist to pump his pecker, as he ejaculated and blasted his hot load.

Lu marveled the sight of his cum covering Lori's ass. He ran his fingers in the cum, spreading it all over to embarrass Lori to the utmost.

"That was fucking wonderful, slut. I have a good mind to fuck my little bitch right here, but it's getting late," Ken whispered, sending a shiver through Lori's body. "It's getting late and we have to go. I can imagine the look on Andy's face when he sees your tattoo."

'Lord, lordy lordy,' she thought. 'What will Andy think of me when he sees the Seahawk?'

Lori felt the sterilizing cream applied by Lu sooth her newly inked tattoo and she allowed the artist to apply a protective bandage. She was in a complete daze while Ken manhandled her until she was ready to depart the decrepit parlor. He held her by the arm and they hailed a cab for home.

It was a quiet ride and neither said a word until the car was within sight of Lori's house.

"I'm sure he'll be okay with it. If he gives you any guff, call me and I'll straighten him out," Ken informed Lori.

"I'll kick his mealy ass into Grover county if he gives my sweetheart-slut any trouble."

Lori looked at the man and she had no doubt he was deadly serious. The cab came to a stop and she reached for the door, realizing she felt closer to her hated neighbor than she could ever imagine.

Ken's dreams had come true and he fantasized about the future. Not eager to start his day and the workweek, he lay in bed letting his mind linger on yesterday. It had to be the best day of his life, he readily decided, and visions of all his buddies having sex with Lori filled his mind.

Not only did his buddies now believe all his bragging about his gorgeous slut, but also Ken had given them the ultimate prize. Each man felt every inch of Lori's sexy body, plus each man got to fuck her, and each man got a blowjob from her.

Much had happened during the Sunday football party and on the bright and early Monday morning,

Ken was still thoroughly aroused to the point his cock was semi-erect. He glanced over at his wife and considered a good morning quickie, perhaps taking her in the ass. Normally he would have just taken her, but not today.

Ken determined weeks ago that Helen didn't hold a candle to Lori. He quickly decided not to wake her while such sexy images of the raunchy party were still vivid in his head. It was becoming a pattern over the past few weeks, as he had lost all interest in sex with his wife.

Over the last week or two, Helen had noticed too, but she wasn't all that unhappy with the situation. She enjoyed the reprieve from being regularly used by her domineering husband. The 'why' wasn't all that important to her, so she didn't ask about his disinterest.

Helen and their sons had arrived home last night while Ken was out getting Lori's ass tattooed.

'Holy fuck', Ken thought with a chuckle, 'I wonder what Andy thought of the tattoo when Lori came home?'

An explicit, mental picture filled his mind. Ken envisioned Lori on Lu's tattoo table having a Seahawk emblem inked onto the cheek of her ass.

"Make sure to put it high enough so it will show," he told Lu.

Ken wanted his sexy slut to see it and remember who her master was. It would take a few days to heal, but Ken could wait. 'Fuckin' right, I have years with my lovely slut. I'll fuck her whenever the desire hits me,' he declared.

Ken drifted through dreamland on an early Monday morning, wanting to relish a few minutes of erotic bliss of having complete control over his next-door neighbors. His dreams were overly erotic and he got aroused when fantasizing about Lori having sex.

The fantasies included Lori with his sons, with his buddies and with almost every acquaintance imaginable. 'What next?' he kept asking himself.

Out of the blue, Ken dreamed of Kim, the sexy young thing who lived down the block. He had promised Sean and Troy that they would see lesbian lust and Kim was the perfect candidate.

Suddenly he wondered how it might be possible to get Kim and Lori together?

A sudden stroke of brilliance hit. 'Joey! I'll use Joey,' Ken thought gleefully.

His fertile mind raced with the idea of using Joey, Kim's little brother, as a way of getting control of the gorgeous, young woman. 'Fuckin' A! Sean has commented on how protective Kim was of the little geek,' Ken reasoned.

'Yes, I'll give the little geek-prick his best piece of ass,' he thought with a chuckle. 'In fact, it will probably be the geek's first piece of ass!'

Getting Lori to cooperate would certainly be easy considering all the blackmail material he held on her, Ken reasoned. 'She may balk at having sex with such a kid, but what the hell,' Ken thought.

'She can't refuse, or else!'

Ken's mind went crazy. Unless Joey was a flaming queer, he should be very willing to have intercourse with a woman like Lori. The tricky part would be garnering Kim's participation, but Ken was confident that could be worked out if he planned wisely.

It was long past the time Ken normally got up in the morning, but his mind continued daydreaming.

He remembered dropping Lori off last night after the tattoo session and coming home to two, overly excited boys. Ken shrewdly managed to get Sean and Troy aside and out of earshot of his wife to give them a brief description of what happened.

"I don't have time to explain it all to you, not with your mom around. Tomorrow, after work, I'll fill you in on all the details of the party," he told his sons.

"Yes, good... yes," the boys replied.

"Just wait! Just wait until you hear what plans I have for that sexy bitch. Not only for Lori, boys," Ken whispered, while using explicitly lewd hand motions. "I've also got plans for Kim and Julia."

The teens hung to every word. "Oooohhhh, oooohhhh."

"I promised to deliver lesbian lust. Be assured you'll see Lori and Kim together," Ken whispered.

"And I have plans in the works for that delicious piece of ass Julia, too."

"Yes, fuck yes," Sean replied, getting more stimulated by the second.

"Just think of how much fun it will be to bang sweet-Julia," Ken said, as Helen walked close enough to hear.

The three split after Ken's brief explanation, leaving the boys with expectations of lewd affairs. Sean and Troy pondered the reality of which woman they found more seductive. The boys were closer in age with Kim and she definitely had a body to knock a man dead; yet images of Lori's sexy daughter,

Julia, constantly gave them fantasies of sex with a princess.

Julia was older than them by a few years and already in her twenties. Living right next-door, they had watched her parade around for years in her bikini and some very seductive clothes. They witnessed her raving beauty, which only got more alluring after experiencing the ultimate thrill of having sex with her goddess mother. Sean and Troy wondered if Julia was anything like her mother?

Sean chummed around with Joey, Kim's younger brother, which meant he saw a lot of her. 'In more ways than one,' he mused, recalling the devious methods the younger brother used to spy on his sister.

Joey had long ago devised a way to get pictures of his sexy sister without her knowing. When he got extremely lucky and snapped naked photos, Joey shared them with his best friend.

Sean and Joey had been best friends for many years, as they went to school together and lived only a few houses apart. The boys were quite different in most ways and it was strange that they would become such close friends.

Joey was a brain in school and most thought of him as a total geek. About his only close friend was Sean, but Joey was okay with being a slight outcast. Sean was the opposite. He had more close friends than he could count and he was on every school sports team, giving him the chance to meet many good-looking chicks.

One of the things that Sean liked about Joey was his 'smarts', especially when it came to electronics. Sean could use any tool, computer or electronic piece of equipment, but don't ask him what was inside or how it worked. Joey on the other hand had the brains to figure out how things worked and his knowledge of computers would become very beneficial to their friendship.

It was Joey's smarts that enabled the boys to feast on Kim's gorgeous charms without her knowing.

Sean would up spending a lot of time at his buddies and he purposely got to know Kim over the years. He noticed that she adored Lori in a way that might be a little unnatural.

It was fairly common knowledge that Kim liked girls and Sean observed her reluctance to hang out with any guys. In fact, Sean reasoned, he was about the only guy she was ever seen with. Once during some lighthearted bantering with Kim, he took special notice when Kim mentioned how she thought their neighbor lady was extremely adorable and sexy.

The first time the boys got to see Kim naked was one of the most memorable times in Sean's life.

'Those tits,' he kept saying over and over, 'they're magnificent!'

Then one day the boys got extremely fortunate and watched Kim masturbate in front of her computer. Sean would always remember the remarkable day, wishing it was his fingers plunging in and out of Kim's gaping pussy. Despite the girl's ravishing beauty and sexiness, he never forgot about Julia.

Lori's daughter was class and although she acted aloof and superior to teenagers like him, Sean would give anything to have her. Sean's younger brother had no doubt whom he yearned to be with.

Troy considered Lori like a divine angel and he would do anything in the world to be close to her.

When he was in Lori's arms, it felt like she was protecting him. Sex with her was the best thing that ever happened in his young life and Troy vowed to give his soul to be with her.

Andy's dreams had become his nightmares. Ken now totally dominated both him and Lori. Andy fully understood the implications of having such a devious man controlling their destiny.

When he was sent home by Ken after the football party, he had to wait a worrisome two hours for his wife. Lori came home about 11 o'clock and Andy could hardly wait to see the evidence left by Ken. He merely looked at Lori when she entered their home and then she broke into tears.

Like the good husband, Andy rushed to her and held Lori in his arms until she was able to speak.

"Oh gawd, Andy, he took me to this tattoo place and had that filthy man engrave a hawk on me. I'm so sorry, but he made me do it. I didn't have a choice," she whispered, as her voice cracked every now and then.

"Then he made me pay the man. He made me... pay!"

"I know, dear, but it's done... let's move on. It's only a tattoo," Andy said and could hardly wait to see it.

Andy embraced his wife and tried to show her love. His hand inadvertently massaged her back and as it moved close to the painful area, Lori flinched to indicate where the sore spot was.

"Oh Andy, he put it on my butt... on my ass. A fucking Seahawk just like the football team's symbol," Lori whispered in a crackling voice.

It reinforced what the couple already knew. Ken controlled their future and could blackmail them at any time. Tenderly, as if to show Andy just how painful it was, Lori pulled her waistband down to expose the colored area.

Andy stared in awe at the drawing and he had to pretend it made him mad. He didn't want to reveal the fact the tattoo on his wife's gorgeous ass made him aroused or excited. The excitement and arousal faded quickly when Andy contemplated what his devious neighbor might do next.

The couple didn't bother undressing and went to bed fully clothed. Both were distraught enough so that their heads were filled with the past erotic affairs and all the future possibilities now open to their next-door neighbor.

Suddenly all the other individuals tied to Ken entered their heads and their dreams turned into stimulating and exhilarating fantasies. Falling asleep on this night wasn't easy.

The days passed. Ken got home from a hard day of work and he was dog-tired. That was until he spotted the delectable piece of ass. He always called a beautiful woman that no matter how old they were or who they were.

The young woman walked down the street towards her home and she deliberately swayed her hips in a seductive manner when she noticed her leering neighbor. Kim wore the tightest jeans that appeared painted on her shapely hips and legs. Ken loved the way tight pants accentuated every curve of a woman's figure and Kim had a true gem of a body.

Her t-shirt was tight and there was no doubt her breasts were big, but firm enough so they hardly bounced when she walked. Seeing her approach, Ken spotted the evidence of faint bumps where her nipples should be and it was a most enticing sight. A little lower was a perfectly sculptured, flat tummy, which was exposed like the young women liked to do these days.

Ken stared at the bare midriff and he was in awe at how low-cut her jeans were. "My lord," he whispered,

"if that waistband was any lower, you could see her fucking pussy hair."

His crude thoughts made him chuckle out loud.

"What if she doesn't have any bush?"

Kim neared the fancy truck and Ken's heart skipped several beats. She noticed him sitting behind the wheel and smiled a sweet, innocent smile before she greeted her neighbor.

"Hello, Mr. Patterson. Just getting home from work?" she asked with the prettiest smile.

It was all Ken could do to rip his eyes off her seductive body and look into her eyes.

"Yes. Another hot one and it's nice to get home. A beer will sure go good about now," he managed to say.

Ken watched Kim walk away towards her home and it amazed him to watch her shapely body from behind. The success with his sexy neighbor Lori gave Ken a shot of confidence. He had decided long ago that he wanted this young piece of ass. Ken was convinced that if he wanted something, he would have his way.

Kim felt Ken's eyes on her and if there was one thing she liked doing, it was teasing men. She had no wishes or inclination to ever be with one; it merely got her excited knowing that she was desirable. All through high school and now in her first year of college, she was learning more and more about her unique sexual orientation.

"Take a good look, you old pervert. You rotten bastards are all the same," Kim whispered, keeping her voice nice and low.

"You think we're just a piece of meat for the taking, but you can wish all you want... you'll never touch me."

Kim reasoned Ken was like all men. They ogled every good-looking woman and fantasized about having sex with them. Ever since she met Sean and his dad, Kim knew both had male egos big enough to think they could possess any woman.

Ken slammed the door of his truck once Kim was out of sight and he slowly went up the walk to the front door of his home. His mind quickly went to work on a plan to get control over the seductive, young woman.

Ken's unique ability to come up with a plausible scheme for any problem he encountered gave him confidence that he could work anything out. His mind swirled for the perfect solution and before long he slapped his knee in triumph.

"Yes," he muttered in his bottle of beer,

"I'll get that little, sweet thing if it's the last thing I do."

Ken had heard stories about Kim who attended the local college. He liked the fact of Sean being best friends with Kim's younger brother and that the two boys hung out together all the time. Kim still lived at home and she was supposed to be a wild one who liked to party, according to Sean.

A devious plan came to him and Ken knew giving a boy the best reward of his life would ensure success. By enlisting the assistance of his son, Ken was positive his plan would succeed.

He reasoned there was no better hound-dog than Sean when it came to chasing pussy. The fact made him laugh, as he always considered his oldest son was so much like himself. Ken's ego flourished like no other.

Ken took another swig of beer and wondered who would be leading the parade to the Cumfest.

Would it be Lori who he planned sending into the fray thinking she was initiating full contact or Kim who appeared to be a very dominating linebacker?

The thought of watching two women in the throes of sexual combat stimulated Ken to a boiling point and he was determined to follow through with the sinful scheme. Yes, he decided, the plan would require some fine-tuning, but it would surely succeed.

Ken's sons burst into the house in typical teenage-boy fashion. They laughed and roughhoused around until they saw their father. It was quite evident Ken had something on his mind from the serious look on his face and Sean and Troy quickly quieted.

Helen was not due home for another hour, so Ken had plenty of time to explain his devious plans to his sons.

"I know I promised you Lori and Kim," he said and Sean and Troy both understood what he meant.

They had done a big favor for Ken by keeping their mother away during the Sunday football party and he pledged a payback encounter between the two sexy women.

"Look! Before we get down to the nitty gritty, I want to set Joey up with Lori," Ken whispered and waited a few seconds.

"I'm sure it will be his first fuck and I can't wait to see Lori's reaction when I tell her," Ken said and looked at his oldest son.

Sean sat with his mouth wide open. He found the news utterly incredible and couldn’t wait to watch his close friend hump the sexy neighbor lady.

"Holy fuck! Joey’s never porked a girl... had sex with anyone. He’ll have a bloody heart attack when he sees Lori,” he replied, overly excited by his dad’s plan.

The three huddled closer, as if someone was listening although they were all alone in the house.

Ken proceeded to explain his entire plans much to the delight of his boys.

"Thursday, I’m going over to Lori's. Shithead gets home from work about six... then the three of us will sit down for a night of beers... chitchat... and maybe a quickie or two,” Ken said, as the two boys listened intently.

“I’ll let them know that sweet Lori is going to be Joey’s first piece of ass.”

“Holy shit, yes... fucking eh,” Sean replied.

“Of course, I’ll bang her and just before I blow my fucking load, I’ll tell her about Kim’s brother,”

Ken said, as he looked straight at Sean.

“Here’s where you come in.”

“Yes... yes, anything.”

“Tell Joey you’ve been banging Lori for months and she suddenly confided in you,” Ken stated, as the boys hung on every word.

“Bullshit the little bugger.”

“Right... fucking bullshit him.”

“Tell Joey that she has the hots for him... that she wants to have sex with a teenager... with him. Say she’s the horniest woman around and always wants to have sex.”

All three were animated. Sean and Troy listened to their father and they were totally thrilled with his clever scheme. “Hell, tell him how you’ve been screwing her for months and how she’s a total slut who craves nothing but sex with teens.”

“Christ, once Joey finds out that he’s getting pussy... he’ll do anything I say,” Sean said with a confident grin.

“I’m going to tell Lori to be ready for him and have her get dressed in that red outfit I’ve seen her wear,” Ken said with a wink of his eye.

“I don’t know if you’ve seen her in that cute little skirt and skimpy tank top, but she looks goddamn sexy in the outfit.”

Every detail made the boys more excited with the expectation of actually being a witness. Sean couldn’t contain himself any longer.

“Joey has talked about banging someone... not having to masturbate all the time and getting the chance to fuck a real woman,” he said with a chuckle.

“I told him I had sex with a real woman and he almost died of shock.”

“Yeah, I knew the kid was wimpy and too scared to screw someone,” Ken replied.

“I could tell he was jealous... wanted to do it too, but he’s too fucking shy to say it,” Sean said.

The fact his son revealed some family secrets to his best friend didn’t upset or even bother Ken.

“Thursday! I’ll set it up and Lori can be as obedient as ever,” he said with a laugh.

“We can use the excuse she can give dance lessons... teach you and Joey how to dance.”

“Great... fucking great idea.”

“You two show up at her place for dance lessons in her basement den and we’ll make sure Miss Prissy Kim knows exactly what is going to happen. We’ll say that her little bro is taking lessons from the sexiest woman in the neighborhood and that Joey is planning to bang sweet Lori.”

“Yes, fuck yes,” Sean agreed.

“You’ll have to be with Joey and be there when he screws her. The little shit will probably chicken out if you aren’t there with him,” Ken added.

“Fuck yes! I know what will really get Kimmie going,” Sean stated with the biggest grin on his face.

“I’ll have my phone and right when Joey takes off all Lori’s clothes, I’ll video the whole fucking thing.”

“That’s perfect... good thinking,” Ken said.

“Send Kimmie the video of her little bro getting his first piece of ass.”

“Perfect. Fuck yes,” Sean replied.

“Then after Joey bangs her, she’s all yours,” Ken told his eager son.

“Holy fuck, I can hardly wait,” Sean whispered.

Ken was filled with confidence.

“Christ, can you imagine getting into the slut’s panties? You have to admit Kimie has the sweetest ass,” he said and both boys nodded in agreement.

On the spur of the moment, Ken decided to act right away.

“Sean, get your ass over to Joey’s and get things setup. You two can go for dance lessons right after your last class on Friday,” he said.

“Sure, we’ll get home about 3 to 3:30 and then head for Lori’s.”

“Great! Let’s make the lessons look good and make Kimmie suffer. Send her some dance clips so she really gets hot... then send her a vid of her darling bro having sex for the first time.”

“Get your ass over to Joey’s... let him know he’s in for a big one,” Ken said with a confident grin.

Ken smiled with satisfaction, thinking his plans were cleaver. The idea of using Lori’s house offered the privacy for such an illicit affair plus it gave Ken another chance to prove his ultimate supremacy.

The married couple would have no choice but comply with his degrading plans.

Sean quickly headed for Joey’s house and assured his dad that he would have no trouble convincing his pal to go along with the devilish scheme. The boys normally watched TV or lounged around in the Lewis’ game room shooting pool, but not that evening. It was strange when they went to Joey’s room, closing the door for a good hour or more.

Joey immediately agreed to go along with Sean’s suggestions, but it took an extra hour for the boys to discuss the affair in intimate detail. Kim, who was home studying that evening, wondered what on earth was up with the two. Their actions were totally out of character and she wondered what they could be possible doing in Joey’s room so long? The answer to that puzzling question would come to her before long.

Knowing his friend wouldn't be home, Sean went over to Joey's the next day. The parents worked till 5 or 6 so that meant Kim would be home all by herself for at least two hours. Despite feeling twinges of apprehension, Sean took a deep breath and managed to knock on the door.

Waiting for Kim to answer had to be the longest 20 seconds of his life. Any lack of confidence was not a fault of Sean's, but whenever he came face to face with a gorgeous girl, he was frightened to death.

With her brother's best friend being around their house a lot, Kim had gotten used to Sean and all his youthful mannerisms. She did consider Sean different from the other boys with the same crude and boyish traits. That was most likely because she loved her brother and therefore she welcomed his best buddy.

Since Sean was the only friend Joel invited over to visit, Kim felt obliged to also be friends. Over the years, they had become fairly close even though he was younger by a couple of years. Sean was the only boy Kim ever hung around with or confided in, although she never disclosed any deep secrets or intimate feelings.

Seeing his boyish face at the door didn't surprise Kim at all. She readily opened the door and invited him in.

"Nobody's home, but come on in. Oh! I have this new outfit that I want you to see. See if you like it," she said with a real enthusiastic voice.

Kim quickly rushed off to get the clothes and she returned with a big smile on her face.

"Holy fuck, you aren't going to wear that, are you?" Sean blurted out and his outburst almost stopped her heart.

Sean noticed her sad reaction to his joking remarks and he grinned.

"I'm just kidding, Kimmie. The outfit's gorgeous and it will look great on you," he stated with great eagerness.

"In fact, go put it on so I can rip if off your sexy body."

They had joked about sex a lot, so Kim knew his sordid remarks were merely a joke to get her going.

Unbeknownst to her, Sean was on a search-and-discover mission, determined to keep the topic of conversation on what he wanted to know. They chatted about people in the neighborhood and when the subject came to Lori, Sean could see Kim's face change.

He was positive there was something to her reaction, so he pressed the issue. They talked about how Lori babysat Kim and Joey from the time Kim was six or seven, so she knew her very well. Sean noticed a definite sign of anger or hate in Kim's response to him saying he would like to get into Lori's panties.

"You fucking perverts are all the same! All you want to do is have sex with a woman," she said with her voice rising quite high.

"Maybe if you treated us with more respect and dignity, we would be more willing to please you guys."

Kim realized her emotions could be misconstrued by the teenager. Being older than Sean, Kim thought she was far more mature than just a measly teen. It was not the first time her feminine ego got her in trouble for thinking she could outwit a mere boy.

Sensing an opening, Sean decided to take the initiative and put pressure on Kim. "Sweetheart. I know you're a dyke, so admit it. Have you ever done it with Lori?" Sean asked the tormented girl.

She was too shocked to say much.

“Ah, aaahhh, aaaahhhh,” Kim mumbled.

"Everybody knows you like girls and you don't hide it. So tell me... have you or haven’t you had sex with Lori?” Sean asked again, with a hint of devilment.

“How about when she was babysitting you?”

The remarks stunned Kim and she held back for a moment, not sure how to respond. It took a few seconds, but finally she found her voice.

"No! How can you ask such a vulgar thing? You’re an asshole! I should kick your ass out the door for talking so dirty," she said indignantly.

Kim tried her best to sound angry and stern, yet she really found his questions profound. She had fantasized for many years about that very thing, making love to the woman of her dreams.

Sean noticed her worried look.

“Ya’know, I can make her do anything,” he whispered, and waited a determined few seconds to see Kim’s reaction. Sean sensed he had hit a vital nerve and Kim was more than just a little interested in their sexy neighbor.

"I'll let you in on a little secret. I have something on Lori and she will do anything... anything I say. I can blackmail her anytime I want and if you're a real good girl, I might even let you in on it... just like I’m letting Joey!" Sean declared, as he let the insinuations become obvious.

Suddenly the closed-door session and unusual actions of the two boys last night made sense.

'Gawd, he's so crude and vulgar,' Kim thought, as she glared at the teenager. 'What did he mean with that remark about Joey?'

Kim wanted to scratch his eyes out, but one thing stopped her. She was filled with a deep, emotional feeling of worship towards Lori and her brother’s bastard friend was hinting at ways of achieving her longtime goal. Kim had dreamed for years about possessing her adorable ex-babysitter.

The few times she had confided in Sean over the years had given him the upper hand for the moment, Kim reasoned. She vowed to turn the tables and get control of the situation despite Sean’s seemingly strong demeanor. Kim considered the Patterson’s to be all brawn and no brains.

To underestimate a foe would be the young woman’s undoing, but Kim was far too elated to think of that possibility. Yes! How many times had she dreamed of Lori, Kim wondered. She had vivid memories of how the sexiest lady ever, treated her with kindness and always so tenderly.

The one time when Kim coaxed and pleaded with her babysitter to let her watch made her imagination run wild. Kim convinced Lori to let her stay in the washroom when Lori dressed and made herself presentable for an upcoming afternoon outing.

Kim’s parents dropped her off at Lori’s house while they went to a morning church function. The young girl wouldn’t let Lori out of her sight, which was different. Kim normally played around with Lori’s daughter, as Julia was only a couple of years older than Kim, but on this occasion, she wouldn’t leave the washroom.

The memory was like it happened yesterday. Her babysitter stepped out of the steamy shower with the mist radiating from her golden body. Lori’s alluring appearance was mystical and instantly Kim realized she was different. Despite being young at the time, she fell in love with a female body, and Lori’s in particular.

Kim watched the beautiful woman dry herself, all the while wishing she were doing it. There was nothing more passionate or so stimulating, as watching the older woman run the towel up her legs and slowly wipe the moisture from the insides of her velvety thighs.

The young girl prayed she would look like Lori when she grew up. The woman’s neatly trimmed pelvis had such a magnetic attraction and Kim fantasized about touching it.

During that fateful morning, Lori thought it was cute having a young girl ask silly questions about the feminine body. There was a definite glint in Kim’s eyes, but Lori didn’t think much of it. She answered all the girl’s questions, completely ignorant of the fact that Kim idolized her. Little did the woman know she was molding her future that Sunday morning.

The years passed and for some strange reason, Kim didn’t feel at all attracted to boys or their brash demeanor. It would be at the tender age of 16 when her first lesbian encounter happened and from that day on, Kim’s fantasies of Lori intensified.

All of a sudden, a crude, brazen boy asked her if she wanted to possess her dream woman. Kim didn’t know what to say. All morality and her principles told her not to give in to such an impetuous teenager, yet she didn’t know how to stop her heart from beating rapidly in wild anticipation.

Sean noticed the worry-lines on Kim’s beautiful face. He decided that attacking would enable him to keep the upper hand.

“I set Joey up with Lori. He's going to lose his virginity and by fuck I'm going to be there," he whispered.

“You wanna watch too? I can use my phone and send you a video.”

Kim’s heart raced even faster.

“Aaahhh, eeeeehhhhhh,” she moaned, unable to give a proper reply.

“D’ya want her?” Sean asked.

“You can have her if you want... I’ll make sure she’s yours and does everything you demand.”

Dear gawd, how she wanted Lori.

“Buuuuu, aaaahhhh.”

“I can make it happen... ensure you can have her.”

Kim returned the teen’s stare and tried to remain calm. She wondered if Sean was full of shit, as his promise was dramatic. How could he really make Lori do anything, she wondered? Her inflamed mind kept pondering the boy’s promise and nothing else registered. What if he could to it?

When Kim’s lips moved and she spoke, it was like being in a daze. She had all intentions of rejecting the offer, but the words didn’t come out that way.

“Okay, if you can do it, but... but you must promise not to tell anyone,” she said softly, yet Sean heard every word clearly.

“I’ll kill you if you betray me.”

Sean chuckled at the definite warning.

“You bet! You can trust me; you know that. No one will know and she’s all your,” he whispered.

"How? How can you...?"

"I have something over her."

“Something?”

“Something that will make her do anything I demand, so don’t worry. I’ll let you know when everything is set.”

“Yes, let me know.”

“Hell, you can suck her tits and eat her out until your heart’s content,” Sean whispered and quickly rushed to the door before Kim could hit him.

“I’ll let you know all the details... like when and where.”

“Details? Yes, the details.”

“Just think. You’ll get to watch Joey lose his virginity,” Sean said and quickly opened the door.

“Get out you devil! You’re pure filth and I swear, I’ll kill you if you’re betraying me,” Kim said, wanting him to know she was serious.

Sean rushed home and could hardly wait to tell his dad.

"Fuck, she went for it! She fuckin' went for it and she wants to watch Joey! Fuck, she wants Lori real bad," he said, as his voice quivered in exhilaration.

“Great, fucking great,” Ken replied.

“I told her that I’ll let her know when everything is set so she can have her luscious piece of ass,”

Sean said, and it made his dad laugh.

Ken was happy his oldest son was so much like him.

“Christ, that young bitch has a frickin’ body... maybe the best around. Well, maybe second best,” Ken said and they both laughed out loud at the insinuation Lori was far sexier.

“Boy, watching those two will turn your cock to stone,” Ken added and blurted out even more.

“Fuck son, it’s every man’s dream to watch two women having sex.”

Ken's heart beat fast and the anticipation of watching two, sexy females perform unbridled lust made him thoroughly aroused. The plan was merely a beginning, he thought, as many more fantasies and possibilities filled his scheming head.

The Setup for Friday Dance Lessons

Thursday evening rolled around. Ken showered and prepared himself for the upcoming evening at the next-door neighbors like it was going to be the best night out. He phoned earlier to tell Andy that he was coming over for a cool one, as he put it, and to explain his plans for Lori’s ‘Friday Night Special’.

Ken mentioned he wanted Lori to pretend she was serving drinks at a football party, just like last weekend, and Andy shivered from the man’s brazen request. He imagined the brute man wanting nothing more than to get his greasy hands on his adorable wife. It filled Andy with hatred, yet he hesitated to do anything about the man’s demands.

It had taken many hours to formulate a devious plan for the Friday encounter that would have Sean and Joey spend the evening getting dance lessons. Ken wanted to achieve another glorious goal by humiliating Lori and forcing her to have sex with two teenagers. He also contemplated how truly genius it was to spend Thursday night with the couple to ensure his plans were understood.

His scheme would punctuate the ultimate control over Andy and Lori, Ken reasoned.

“Just wait until I see them tonight and let them know what is happening. Christ, they’ll shit their pants,” Ken reflected with a chuckle.

“I sure hope Andy cheers for the Seahawks.”

Thursdays were a good night for Ken to go out with the boys or do anything away from his wife.

Helen was taking some upgrading course every Thursday from 7 to 11. Ken tried to remember what exactly Helen was taking at the college, but then shrugged, wondering if it really mattered?

No sooner was his wife out the door when Ken rushed out the door and across the backyard. He tapped on the couple’s backdoor and Andy reluctantly let him enter. They quietly went through the house to the lower level where the couple normally entertained company.

Lori was already having a drink when the two men came into the room. She shivered when she noticed the big, shit-eating grin on Ken’s face. To an uninformed observer, the three seemed like good neighbors, as they sat around chatting and drinking beers. In actuality, it was more like two timid sheep waiting to be consumed by a relentless predator.

Ken took his sweet time, but eventually he got down to business.

"What do you think Andy? Don't you think our beautiful waitress should be dressed in something more fitting?" he asked with a serious look.

Before the husband could answer, Ken pulled a white bathing suit out of his pocket. It was one they had all seen before and Lori quickly protested, as Ken boldly waved the skimpy outfit in the air.

"Ken, you can't be serious? I may as well be naked as wear that suit," Lori stated, determined to resist.

"So be it if that's what you want," Ken said and stared into her eyes.

"You can strut around naked or cover your pretty ass with this.”

Lori looked at the white suit and then into Ken’s eyes, trying to understand the man’s demands. A few seconds passed and all she managed to do was utter a few whimpers, as if to protest when Ken waved the garment back and forth.

“Your choice,” Ken whispered and held his hand out. He really wanted her to wear the sexy outfit because it made her look so damned attractive.

“Wear this... or go naked... be our naked waitress tonight.”

Her whole body shuddered, yet as if in a trance, she stood and slowly moved in Ken’s direction.

Lori reluctantly took the garment from his outstretched hand and then left the room for her bedroom on the second floor.

Once Lori had left the room, Ken went straight to the chase.

"I hope you don't mind company, but I do have plans for our beautiful, loyal slut," he said.

“Tonight, I’ll tell you all about what’s happening tomorrow.”

Andy knew the man was up to no good, but there was nothing he could do to stop Ken.

“Yes, what will happen tomorrow,” he replied.

Suddenly his wife came back down the stairs and all eyes went to the most seductive woman. Both men noticed how the white suit barely covered Lori’s private treasures and they marveled at how Lori’s olive, tanned complexion glistened next to the skimpy, white material. Her large breasts swayed provocatively with each step and threatened to bounce out of the small bikini top.

Lori took a few strides and was almost to her chair when Ken’s big hand waved at her. He motioned for her to join him and many things rushed through her head, but nothing that would save her. A feeling of dire helplessness filled her, as she glanced at Ken and then at her husband.

When his fingers beckoned, she reluctantly moved closer.

“Ken, oh please, don’t do anything... don’t make me do anything,” she begged. “Just tell us your plans for tomorrow and then leave.”

Ken smiled at the frantic attempt to ensure all the womanly treasures were covered. Lori’s shaking fingers adjusted the bikini top and bottoms, but she fully understood her attempts at modesty were useless. She didn’t bother wasting her time pleading with her husband to save her and her heart beat much faster when Ken padded his lap, prodding her to sit down.

Lori was standing very close to Ken’s chair and he swiftly grabbed her by the arm. In one swift move, he jerked her the last two or three feet and forced her to sit in his lap. Ken surrounded her trembling torso with his big, strong arms, fondling her tits with both hands.

The sudden brazen groping shocked her, but she felt totally helpless, as Ken jerked her into his chest. Lori looked straight ahead and noticed Andy staring at her. Even when Ken mauled her almost bare breasts, there wasn’t a shred of evidence to indicate Andy was going to help her.

Lori shivered, knowing she was alone in the struggle. Her head titled downward, and her eyes opened wider, as both of her enlarged nipples became fully exposed. Boldly Ken molested her and there was no way she could move.

"That's my good, little sweetheart. Now what was it we were saying? Tomorrow evening,” Ken whispered in her ear.

“What do you have to do tomorrow evening?”

“Please... nothing.”

“Sean is bringing Joey over for lessons. Grad is just around the corner and the boys need dance lessons.

“Lessons? Dance?”

“The boys need to be good for grad... learn how to do it before grad.”

“Ken, please not with boys.”

“You’re the best teacher in the neighborhood and the boys surely need your expertise,” Ken whispered in her ear.

Lori couldn’t see his face, but she knew he was smiling. Suddenly he wanted her total, undivided attention. Ken kept one arm around her chest and he grabbed her by the hair with his free hand. He roughly tilted her head back, so it rested in the crook of his shoulder and his mouth remained next to her ear.

"Now be a good little wench and spread your legs!" he said and everyone knew what was going to happen. With a few quick jerks of her hair, Ken conveyed a message of total dominance.

Lori felt Ken squirming around under her.

"Andy, give me a hand buddy," came a stern request.

Andy knew that it was more than just a request; it was a command.

“Pull my pants off!”

“Ah, off... take them off,” Andy whispered, as he stared at the brazen seduction.

Ken pushed Lori forward and fully exposed his lap. He forced Lori to stand up in front of his knees and then motioned for Andy to obey.

“There! Undo my pants and take them off, little buddy,” he said with a confident tone.

The scene was mesmerizing and one nobody would forget. Andy slowly bent over and grabbed the man’s pants, and then he performed the most daunting task. His hands vibrated yet he managed to unfasten and loosen the pants.

“That’s it, Andy. Good boy! Now pull my pants off and then take those bottoms off your wife. Take her bikini off!”

Lori watched in dismay, as her husband stripped the man’s pants. Then Andy pulled the little, white bottoms off her hips and down her legs. To get the bikini off her ankles, Andy had to lift one leg and doing so, Lori lost her balance, falling back into Ken’s lap.

A lout gasped sounded when Ken’s hard baton of man-meat pressed into Lori’s bare ass.

“Not so fast... we have all night, sweetheart,” Ken whispered, as he squeezed her around the waist.

“We’ll go nice and slow.”

Ken had specific plans that would build his soaring ego. He swiftly turned her around until she was facing him.

“Now sit in my lap, honey. I want to watch your pretty face when Andy puts my cock where it belongs,” he said, sending shivers down her spine.

Luckily, he had chosen a straight-back chair without arms, which was perfect for what he had in mind. With a sudden jerk, he pulled her forward and forced her feet apart. Lori had one foot on either side of the man’s legs and she fell forward into his naked lap, as her legs went around the chair.

The shapely legs surrounded the chair, but Lori was prepared for the drastic maneuver. She curved her hips forward so that Ken’s enlarged cock missed her crotch when she dropped. By shoving her pelvis into his stomach and sliding down into Ken’s lap, his elongated shaft slipped under her body, bending towards her rear.

It felt like a standoff and Lori sat perfectly still. Andy could see the head of Ken’ big cock protruding from under his wife’s torso. He watched Lori’s futile struggle until Ken’s voice shocked him back to reality.

"Okay Andy. Put it in. Put my cock where it belongs... inside your wife," came words Andy knew would not be repeated.

Ken looked into Lori's eyes and smiled.

"Rise up just a little, sweetheart. Your husband has something for you." His sarcastic wit made her blush with embarrassment, yet she was unable to resist.

She glared back at Ken, but slowly rose to the occasion.

Almost in a trance, Andy reached forward, grasping the hot tube of flesh.

"Don't play with it, goddamn you! Maybe you can suck it later. Right now, little buddy, just put the damn thing where it belongs... in your slut-wife's, sweet pussy!"

Time stood still for scant seconds, but it felt like an eternity. The bulbous cockhead glistened with moisture and pressed directly on Lori’s heart and soul. Nothing moved; nothing happened until suddenly the womanly pussylips spread to devour the entire cockhead.

Lori closed her eyes and knew she was in big trouble. Her arms reached straight out, and she grabbed a solid hold of Ken’s shoulders. When the strong hands grabbed the top of her flared hips, she held her breath in great anticipation.

The man’s demand made her tremble.

"Now fuck me, my love! Show your husband what a dirty slut-whore you really are," he said in a very stern voice.

“Move it... or else!”

She couldn't look at him anymore. Lori closed her eyes and slowly her body sank into his hairy lap.

His arms wrapped around Lori's upper body and suddenly he pulled down with all his might. There was no compromise or conciliation. Her wicked neighbor rammed his cock to the deepest region inside Lori and she stopped breathing for a few seconds.

Ken could see the turmoil written on Lori's pretty face. He embraced the luscious torso and pulled her tightly into his big, burly chest. Her head rested in the crook of his shoulder and his vulgar lips found her ear.

“You’re the best... the bestest, baby. Yeeessss, you’ve got the hottest pussy! It’s time,” Ken whispered.

“Fuck me until you cum all over my cock!”

The words kept echoing in her head. She didn’t want to act in such an immoral manner, but her mind was totally perplexed. When her hips slowly gyrated and fully embedded the searing cock, Lori almost fainted.

Ken didn’t stop.

“You heard me! Fuck me and you better cum,” he whispered into her ear.

“See if you can make me cum, slut.”

It sounded more like a threat than anything else, yet Lori took it as a challenge. She was beside herself, not exactly sure how to finally win a battle. Suddenly Ken started moving and making animated gestures with every part of his body.

The luscious hips responded. Lori started slowly, but in a matter of one or two minutes, her hips were moving up and down with a perfect, fluid motion. She instantly felt a dire determination to defeat the man and for once get the upper hand.

Lori remembered all the past failures yet somehow, she reasoned things would be different this time. She pushed backwards and straightened her back, not realizing her tits began flailing around wildly. When Ken quickly shifted his hands and grabbed both of the hard, throbbing nipples, Lori knew she had made a big mistake.

Her head tilted and her blushing face aimed straight at her overly animated tits. Lori noticed the enlarged buds being twirled and twisted around like marbles in oil and then her breathing became ragged.

Ken grinned and acknowledged her struggle.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck me hard and see if you can make me cum inside your sweet pussy,” he stated and yanked harder on the large nipples.

“Look at your husband! He’s watching you and I think he’s jealous, don’t you?”

The question had a drastic affect on her. Lori turned her head and looked at Andy who had big, glazed eyes. He was breathing hard and there was a big bulge in the front of his pants. There was no doubt that Andy was extremely aroused from watching and he would not stop the sinful intercourse.

Lori felt Ken's arms loosen, giving her a pretense of some freedom. She had a sudden urge to sit-up straight but felt a deep wish to keep her face close to his. For the strangest reason she felt a desire to listen to the dirty and vulgar things he said. She could feel his hot breath on the side of her face and his lips remained next to her ear.

His hands went down and each found a velvety, rounded cheek. His strong fingers grabbed Lori around the top portion of her ass and he held on tight. She kept moving up and down on Ken's thick pole, but now every time she came down, he pulled down hard at the same time. It took her breath away each time the hard cock sliced through her cervix and entered her most inner being again and again.

Suddenly she knew why she did not move her head.

"That's it baby. Keep fucking me like that. Your cunt is so hot, so... hot. Keep fucking me, honey."

She listened and it seemed to make her movements much more intense and determined. Lori tried her utmost to quiet and control her rising emotions. She felt strange for praying yet she hoped that Ken would lose control. Somehow Lori hoped that he would cum and she would be the victor.

He quickly shifted his hands and grabbed Lori's firm cheeks.

"God I love your ass. It's gorgeous and feels so fucking good in my hands. And I love the way your body squirms when I squeeze your ass hard... hard like this so I can drive my cock into your belly," he whispered in her ear, pulling down on her rounded butt cheeks.

Lori had a troubled look on her beautiful face. Her breathing was coming in loud gasps and it was not hard for Ken to tell she was losing control.

"Christ not yet, hold it honey, not yet," he whispered.

“I’m not... no, I’m not,” she moaned.

“Oh baby, you’re ready... keep moving... like that. Yes, like that,” Ken demanded.

She wondered if he was talking to her or about her. Suddenly a powerful spasm shot through her belly and Lori feared the worst. They began seconds apart, but quickly melded into one long, steady seizure. Why her hips were thrusting and rotating madly was a mystery to Lori.

“No... no... no,” she pleaded.

"Holy fuck, I think my little slut is going to cum all over my dick," Ken whispered. His hands shifted again, one went to her chest while the other grabbed the hair at the back of her head. He straightened her body so that she sat upright, leaving an open space between the two bodies.

"Look at me honey. I want to see your face when you have the orgasm. You’re going to have one, aren't you?" he asked.

She opened her eyes and was instantly beset by a wave of panic. The fingers of his right hand intertwined in her hair, holding her head steady. His left hand caressed her breast, pinching a vulnerable nipple, and the coveted embrace sent a shiver through her entire body. Lori did not know if it were all her own doing or if Ken was making her body move up and down.

The scene was lewd and erotic, which gave Andy the view of his life.

"Oh gawd no, it can't be... no, it can’t be," Lori said, not believing what was happening.

Everything was working against her. Ken thrust his powerful hips upward every time she came down in his lap and the result was catastrophic. His big cock caressed every nerve inside her tender vagina, which by now was extremely sensitive.

"Fuck me baby. Fuck me," he whispered.

“No, no, I can’t.”

“Move your pussy... move it!”

“No, please stop.”

“Yes, faster... faster!”

There was a desperation she had not heard before in his voice and it gave her a ray of hope. Her juices flowed almost unabated and Lori knew that she was seconds away from coating the embedded cock with cum. The once barren terrain deep inside her womanly body now belonged to one man and Lori suddenly realized that she could not refuse him.

She waited as long as she could. The end came with a rush of passion and lust like a Tsunami.

Towering waves washed over her and yet she felt comforted by the intense feeling of the throbbing penis buried to the hilt inside her. With a fury of two wild animals, they clung to each other in mutual desperation.

Andy was totally amazed.

"Holy, sweet Jesus! Honey you're fucking him... holy fuck, he's, he's...," came the witnesses account. Andy stared in disbelief when the two bodies twisted in a severe ecstasy he only dreamed about.

Ken gritted his teeth and felt an intense anxiety beginning to consume his stamina. He put his arms around Lori's sweaty body and forced her chest against his. The embrace was sincere and the only thing he could think of was biting the ear that was a mere inch away.

Suddenly Ken's teeth closed on Lori's tender ear lobe and she shouted.

"Oh gawd, I can't stop. He's fucking me... I can't stop!"

The confession was profound and Lori bounced up and down in Ken's lap. The orgasm exploded and so did her last shred of willpower. She dearly wanted to hold on for a few more measly seconds realizing she had a chance, but suddenly submission was far too enticing and easy.

Andy watched the pair rock up and down with an untamed lust. He caught a glimpse of the oversized cock, as it went in and out of his wife's pussy and marveled at how she seemed to enjoy the screwing. Her whole body was in convulsions when she climaxed, imitating the loyal slut Ken wanted her to be.

Ken nibbled her ear and Lori complied.

"Fuck me. Gawd, I can't stop. Oh, dear gawd, I’m cumming... I’m cumming," she moaned, knowing she had lost again to the one man in her life that controlled her sexual needs. It was as it would always be. Lori waited at the peak of desire knowing he would join her.

Ken released the beaten lobe.

"He's watching and I am going to give the little pervert a show. I hope you're ready," Ken whispered, his voice slightly broken and trembling. He drove his cock so deep and so hard that his ass came off the chair.

Andy watched his neighbor fuck Lori. He saw his wife was first to climax, but her body did not stop thrashing. Andy's eyes almost came out of their sockets when Ken's orgasm happened. The man pounded his wife and creamed her cunt without mercy while she rolled from one orgasm to the next.

The night had just begun as far as Ken was concerned. His mind was so alive and filled with an urge to humiliate the couple to the extreme. He pushed Lori backwards and pulled his slimy cock from her pussy. Ken looked down to watch a large amount of used cum flow from her snatch and he grinned sheepishly.

With a sudden jerk, he tried to stand which caused Lori to slide off his lap so her feet landed on the floor. Quickly Ken sat back in his chair and twisted Lori's lithe torso around so that her back was towards him. He pulled her backwards and she fell back into his lap. His muscular arm went around her chest and she was once again his captive.

Lori shivered and tried to slither off the man's lap, but he was far too strong. "Here boy! Come here and lick'er clean,"

Ken ordered and glared straight at the shocked husband.

Lori noticed Andy squirming around like crazy and knew her husband was going to get severely dominated. Suddenly she felt the man’s lips touch her ear and she listened.

“Keep those fucking legs spread, sweetheart. I want Andy-boy to lick your slut-pussy,” Ken whispered.

Lori couldn’t see Ken’s face, but she knew he was happy when her legs widened. Tears didn’t hide the facts. Lori stared between her spread legs and watched her timid husband crawl between them.

The entire area glistened with used semen and she shuddered seeing a perverted attack by someone she trusted.

The scene was dramatic; the puffy labia were completely soaked and the man’s tongue raked them unmercifully with every lick. Lori found it unbelievable that a loving couple would perform and allow a virtual stranger to control their lives. Every moral fiber in her body fought for survival and she prayed the end would come quickly.

Without a moment hesitation, Ken loosened his hold on her chest. He reached down with one hand and put his forefinger and middle finger on either side of the swollen pussylips. Then Ken pressed down and outward at the same time.

Lori’s eyes opened wide in shear astonishment. Behold, her pretty flower lay barren for a tongue lashing, as the vile man opened the two petals like they were in full bloom. Ken revealed the sweet rosebud to his demoralized neighbor and everything in the room stood absolutely still for a moment in time.

Suddenly Andy attacked. Lori felt overwhelmed and she couldn’t take her eyes off the degrading sight. She watched the skillful tongue sting her most cherished clitoris and use a fast licking to bash the tiny clit. Lori dearly wanted to yell at her husband to stop the cunnilingus, but she knew Ken wouldn’t be happy if she did.

It took a split-second after a lick for the enormous sensations to hit her brain and then her body jerked madly. Loud slurping sounds filled the entire room and it made Lori shiver with embarrassment. Her hips jumped or jerked each time the tongue rolled over the throbbing bud, much to her dismay.

She couldn’t watch anymore. Lori let her head fall backwards onto Ken’s strong shoulder and she simply closed her eyes. When the man’s burning breath washed across her cheek, she shuddered.

“Ah sweetheart, please don’t look away,”

Ken whispered, as he entwined his fingers in her hair.

“Watch hubby give you a satisfying orgasm.”

Her head was jerked forward and her face pointed straight at the crude tonguing. “Oohh, oh, ooooohhhhh,” Lori moaned.

“I bet that feels nice... good when hubby licks your pussy.”

“Aaahhh, aaaaaahhhhhh, noooooo.”

“A man’s cum... hubby is licking a man’s cum.”

The realization hit.

“Noooo, nooooooooooo,”

Lori moaned, as she watched her husband’s tongue lash through her most sensitive slit.

Time for more humiliation.

“Do you like it when Andy licks you... cleans my cum off your slut pussy?”

She merely moaned and refused to answer.

“Wow, look at his big, bad tongue lick your dirty pussy. Does it feel nice?”

Ken asked again and jerked hard on her hair to demand an answer.

Greed filled his head. Ken quickly moved his hand from her soaked pussy and shoved his fingers into Lori’s mouth.

“There! Taste your slut-juices... taste what hubby is drinking from his wife’s horny pussy,” he whispered with his lips pressed against her ear.

“I know you can’t talk, but you can move. Use your bitch-fingers to open up for hubby,” Ken demanded.

“Open your dirty pussylips for Andy and make him lick... order him to lick!”

The order was degrading yet her arm moved. Her fingers touched the puffy lips and then her hand covered the leaking hole. When her husband continued licking and coating the back of her fingers with saliva, she tried to remain determined.

Her head jerked and then came the order from hell.

“I said open up... open your dirty snatch,”

Ken ordered, as the dainty hand shifted.

Lori placed her fingers on her labia and obeyed.

“Aaahhh, ooohhh, gaaaaawwwww,” she moaned, as she spread the swollen lips.

“Good girl! Good girl! Holy fuck, look at his tongue go,” Ken whispered.

“Order him to suck!”

Lori stared in utter disbelief, as her precious labia was spread to fully expose the tender bud.

“Ah, suck... suck me,” she pleaded, as her chest puffed out with bold confidence. “Suck me, you bastard. Eat me... eat me!”

Andy swooped in for the kill. He opened his mouth wide and devoured the pink pearl. When his teeth surrounded the tiny clit, Andy nibbled in a royal fashion, trying to fulfill a lifetime dream.

Suddenly Andy slapped the hands away and put his fingers on the soaked pussylips. He held them apart and continued nibbling on the exploding clitty.

“Christ, he’s doing it... eating you out,”

Ken said, as he reveled in the couple’s demise.

“Use your teeth, man... use your teeth!”

Her precious jewel almost exploded when the bite intensified. Instead of trying to speak, her body spoke a universal language. Spasms strong enough to make her body tremble rocketed through her body and both men marveled at the way Lori responded.

The entire clitoris was inside his mouth and Andy used his teeth to stretch the vulnerable bud. He battered the clit with his tongue and the hips thrashed around like crazy. When he tightened the grip with his teeth, Andy tasted the heavenly sweetness.

The time had arrived for Ken to carry out the rest of his humiliation.

“Yes, you’re ready... ready to cream like my little slut. We’re going to send hubby to Lu’s to get his ass tattooed,” he whispered, keeping his mouth against the burning ear.

“He’s going to get a big, mother-fucking Seahawk on his ass.”

The shock wasn’t enough to stop the swift orgasm.

“Noooooo, yeaaaaaaahhhhh,” Lori moaned, as her body went out of control.

“A big Seahawk that he can’t hide,” Ken said, laughing at his evil request.

“A big fucking tattoo!”

The last thing in the world Lori wanted to do was fulfill the man’s fantasies, but it seemed like the only way out.

“No, it hurts... yes, it’s good... no, it hurts,” she cried, as she lost it.

Ken noticed her desperate struggle for survival, and knew his loyal slave was his. “Go ahead... do it... do it!”

“Eat me, you bastard. Eat me out... suck me clit and make me cum.”

“Yes, lover... good girl.”

She was the man’s bitch; she was the man’s obedient slave.

“Suck my cunt... eat me, you rotten bastard,” she cried, grabbing her husband’s head.

“Eat my dirty pussy! Eat my dirty pussy!”

“Good girl!”

“Oh gawd, I have to... I have to. I’m cumming. Oh gawd, I, I, I can’t stop... I’m cumming,”

Lori moaned, knowing it was too late.

“That’s it, baby. Cum for our slut-husband. Goddamn, what a slut,”

Ken said, relishing control over his timorous neighbors.

“It’s time hubby gets his ass inked.”

Lori heard nothing. Her body was alive and responding to the severe molestation of her womanly treasures. Normally she would feel sorry for Andy, but not while in the arms of her devoted dominator and in the midst of animal lust.

Andy sucked hard on the enlarged clitty and used his teeth to perfection. He heard Ken’s perilous demands, but they didn’t register at first. Once his wife’s orgasm began to subside, he tried to comprehend the man’s orders.

So much had happened and suddenly his neighbor stated a demand that was utterly preposterous. It felt like the world was closing in on him and Andy sort of collapsed on the floor at Lori’s feet.

With unconcealed malice, Ken stared at Andy with eyes like sharp daggers. Pulling a business card from his shirt pocket, he thrust it at Andy. “This is Lu’s card. Get your goddamn ass over to his parlor. Your appointment is for 9:30 and you don’t want to be late,” Ken said, handing Andy the card.

“When he finishes, give Lu payment for the job,” Ken continued. “I’ve given him permission to request a blowjob, a handjob or for him to use your sweet ass.”

“Huuuhhh, pay... payment,” Andy mumbled.

“I told Lu who you are and gave him the go-ahead to take whatever he wants for payment,” Ken said with a devious grin. “I’m sure you’ll give him a good tip for his services.”

Why Andy looked at his watch, he didn’t know. It was ten after nine, which meant he had twenty minutes to meet Ken’s drastic orders. “But, ah, aaahhh, but,” he pleaded.

“Let me put it this way. If you don’t get your ass over there, I’ll put every fucking picture of your family on the Internet,” Ken declared and paused for several seconds to make the man suffer.

“Do you want your daughter’s baby-white ass plastered all over the web?”

“How about your wife getting screwed by every teenager in the neighborhood?”

“What do you think people will say if they see you sucking my cock?”

Andy felt what little confidence he had erode and knew he was destined to follow his controlling neighbor’s demands. His reputation, in fact his whole family would be destroyed if Ken followed through with his threats, so Andy quickly deemed he had no choice.

“You don’t have much time, little buddy. You better get fucking moving,” Ken said, as he waved at Lori. “And don’t worry about your darling... because a Patterson or two will take care of her.”

Ken glanced at his watch and grinned. “Ten minutes, little buddy, you better go, or else,” he said, leaving do doubt as to his threats. “I’ll get the boys to help me take care of your darling wife.”

Andy felt rushed, as he moved towards the door. He looked over at Lori and hoped she would understand. “I... we... I have to do what he says,” he whispered. “I’m sorry... real sorry.”

Ken rudely pushed Andy out the door, wanting to be alone with the frightened wife. “We’ll take care of your honey... my boys and I will take care of your lovely wife,” he said and slammed the door shut.

When the man slowly turned around and faced her, Lori’s heart stopped. She looked at the snug grin on Ken’s face and knew she was in big trouble. “Ken, please Ken, I’ve done enough... done everything you’ve asked,” she pleaded. “Please, no more.”

“We can do some practicing for tomorrow evening... you can give lessons to Sean and Troy,” Ken said. “Tomorrow, your students will arrive at 7 sharp. Just be ready to give the boys dance lessons.”

Without warning, the loud sound of two teenagers rushing down the stairs made her heart almost burst out of her heaving chest. Lori quickly glanced down and noticed how brazen she appeared, as the bikini top was completely askew. She frantically grabbed the small triangular pieces of material and swiftly covered most of her breasts.

Suddenly Lori realized nothing was going to hide her shaved pelvis from the teens. She merely closed her legs and prayed it was enough to show some modesty.

Sean and Troy eagerly joined the fray, as their dad went to work. Ken crossed the room and promptly put some music on the stereo. When the first song started, he set out to fulfill another fantasy.

Lori felt like she was riding a giant roller coaster and going down so fast the wind blew in her face.

The cool breeze felt calming and relaxing, yet her mind skipped from one erotic illusion to the next, from Ken, to Sean, to Troy. Lori was vaguely conscious her husband had left for the dreaded appointment and she wondered what his new tattoo would look like.

Before she could react, Sean grabbed her. They started dancing around the seclude room and soon her feet found the proper rhythm. Slowly her senses began returning to a normal state and Lori could hear and sense what was around her.

Lori reasoned that she should feel guilty for not fighting the three, but there seemed to be some mysterious yearning deep inside for their demeaning caresses. She willingly danced around the room several times with each of her neighbor’s. Two hours seemed like paltry minutes, but eventually the three Patterson’s all had sex with her.

Lori merely deemed it was obedience they sought, and it was obedience they received from their faithful neighbor. After being groped and fondled by the three during many dances, Ken decided it was time for his last punishment. He literally carried Lori upstairs and to her marital bedroom.

When the man virtually dropped her on the bed, Lori realized her dilemma was just beginning. She tried hard to conceal the tremors and spasms that erupted deep within her womanly body, yet some were just impossible to hide. It seemed that every time she had intercourse with one of her controlling neighbors, she couldn’t hold back on her emotions.

Although Ken and his sons were overly macho and arrogant, they managed to take enough time to ensure Lori's breakdown was complete. The caresses and loving embraces were non-stop and touched Lori in every sensuous zone. If someone declared she would endure and enjoy multiple orgasms, she would call them a liar, yet Lori was the liar.

Her seductive body glistened with sweat and her luscious boobs never stopped bouncing. Immediately following her last untimely orgasm, the last Patterson filled her womanly being with welcomed male seed. Yes, Lori conceded, she climaxed and did it in her very own bed.

Ken's mind worked in ways that baffled the most intelligent physiatrist. He continually came up with plans to retain control over his coveted neighbors and all three Patterson’s worked to fulfill every one of Ken’s schemes. When the time neared 11 and the hour Ken planned to halt the evening adventure to ensure he got home before his wife, he gave final instructions to Sean and Troy.

The three departed, leaving a beaten and exhausted Lori laying sprawled out in the middle of the big bed. She didn’t have to wait long before her husband returned from his tattoo appointment. Andy came home and immediately went to find his wife in their bedroom.

Andy cursed the fact Ken blackmailed him to get a hawk’s head etched on his body, but then he reasoned that he didn’t really have a choice. ‘Damn,’ he whispered, ‘I’ll have to come up with a good explanation for the fucking tattoo, or else.’

Just as he entered the bedroom, Lori sat up and adjusted the misaligned white material over her boobs. She really wasn't sure why all of a sudden she felt a need to be properly clothed, but Lori felt a sense of comfort having the bikini aligned again. They both looked at the overly messy bed covered with the remnants of animal sex and saw the incredible amount of semen stains on the blankets.

"Let's go to bed. I need to rest. Oh gawd, I just had sex with three horny bastards and I feel so dirty," Lori whispered. It was a confession that made her feel sorry for herself. She was completely exhausted and yearned for a loving embrace, so she curled up in a fetal position, as if she were a little child again.

Friday morning arrived and the couple thought of nothing but how Ken once again proved that Lori was his slave. Lori and Andy didn’t talk about the night, which was most likely because both realized their crude neighbor completely controlled their lives.

Lori sat at the breakfast table, as her mind worked feverishly. She didn’t have to get on her hands and knees for Ken. She didn’t have to allow the man to dominate her feminine being and take control of her soul. She didn’t have to remain obedient and allow Ken to have sex with her whenever he wanted.

No, Lori realized, she didn’t have to do any of those things, yet the facts remained. She willingly allowed Ken Patterson to have intercourse with her and Lori admitted... she enjoyed it. Yes, Lori reasoned, she was the Patterson’s certified slut.

Lori was thankful that her work was busy, but every now and then she would get flashbacks of everything that happened. She had to agree that her life had changed since Ken Patterson started blackmailing her. There were times she regretted and prayed that things could go back to the way they were, but then she recognized intense desires and passions for everything Ken had done.

A defined shiver shot through her body when Lori realized she anticipated and expected the man to remain a controlling force in her life. Then her mind filled with a vivid flashback of a faithful married woman lying spread-out on her own marital bed. A man was making the woman scream for more and then she heard Ken’s voice.

“Are you listening? I’m sending Sean and Joey over tomorrow for dance lessons,” Ken said to the thrashing woman who was in the midst of an orgasm.

Suddenly she recognized the woman. The lessons were a ruse, but Ken reasoned that the school graduation prom was coming up and what boy didn’t need dance lessons? Ken went over the plan in great detail and was thoroughly ecstatic with having Sean’s best friend lose his virginity with the sexiest woman in the neighborhood.

“Dance Lessons?” Lori asked at the time, not fully understanding what the man meant. “Dance Lessons?”

"Sean wants his best buddy to learn how to dance with the best teacher in town. Surely you must remember the little geek you babysat? Well, not only can't he dance, but Joey is still a virgin!" Ken said, implying Lori was going to fuck a virgin whether she liked it or not. "Can you believe that?"

Lori stared in disbelief at the man’s big, sheepish grin. “Ken! Please, no more... I can’t, no, I can’t,” she pleaded, as she recalled last night’s episode.

Ken went on to explain his plan, but Lori wasn’t in any condition to protest or put up any resistance.

Her head was filled with that unfamiliar lust and she was willing to do whatever Ken demanded. An untimely climax consumed all her reasoning and she merely listened.

“The boys will arrive at 7 and you can welcome them dressed in something sexy. Wear that cute little, red skirt I’ve seen you wear,” Ken explained. “I think it makes you look so young, almost like a schoolgirl the way it is pleated and flared.”

There was more. “Also, wear that tank top, the red one that you like to wear in the backyard. I think it makes you look sexy... showing all that skin with it being short and skimpy.”

“Oh yes, please don’t test me by wearing anything else. No panties! No bra!” Ken stated. “You have permission to dress in the red skirt, red top and wear a pair of 4-inch heels. One more thing! Tell hubby he isn’t welcome, and he has to get his wimpy ass out of the house.”

When the severity of it all hit her, Lori shuddered. Gawd, he wants me to have sex with a boy. Lori thought back to when she babysat the Lewis’ children. What was he now, she wondered. Sixteen?

No, Joey had to be older than that, she determined.

Lori was still disillusioned when the workday finally ended. She got home the same time as her husband and had difficulty explaining Ken’s demands to Andy. She stuttered and paused many times, but eventually got it all out in the open.

Once Andy heard what the blackmailing neighbor wanted Lori to do, he wondered if there was any way to fight the man? Finally he shrugged his narrow shoulders, giving up hope for any viable solution that might save his lovely wife.

It bothered Andy to permit his wife to entertain two, teenage boys, but it also bothered him that he wouldn’t be in the house at the time. He convinced himself that he should be there to protect Lori yet in reality he really only wanted to watch the boys screw her. His mind went over many scenarios and all included Lori naked and in the clutches of teenagers.

Andy was miffed at being excluded and somewhat fraught with worry, but he decided any confrontation with Ken would prove disastrous for his family. Yes, he reasoned, I have to follow the man’s orders, or else.

Shortly before the scheduled rendezvous, Andy and Lori simply looked at each other without saying a word. Both knew Ken’s demands. Andy reluctantly left the house and drove away in a totally daze, as his mind kept searching for a better solution. He suddenly resigned himself to the fact his wife was going to have sex with Sean and Joey.

Andy thought, “Is Lori being unfaithful if she really didn’t have a choice in the matter?”

His car was no sooner out of sight when the teens walked up the sidewalk to the front door. Sean never hesitated, as he rang the doorbell while giving his best buddy a big smile. “This will be great,” he whispered. “The greatest night of your life.”

Before Joey could answer, the door opened. Nothing was said, as Lori obediently held the door open and watched the teens enter. Sean didn’t want to wait so he led the way through the house to the stairs leading to the basement.

It was to be a fairytale evening where a teacher, a mature woman, taught two teenage boys how to dance. The time would begin with dancing and then progress into wild ecstasy for two teens. What would make the evening that much more rewarding for Sean was how he planned involving Joey’s sister into the planned seduction.

Both teens stared at the ravishing woman and each felt twinges of stimulation rush through their crotches. Lori appeared extremely seductive in the skimpy outfit and she looked more like a high school cheerleader than a mother of two.

Sean was in his glory. “It’ time, my dear,” he said to a frightened Lori. “Put the dance music on... some real slow stuff so we don’t have to move much.”

The insinuation made her blush, but Lori obediently went to put music on the stereo. Her back was to the teens and she never knew what the cunning teenager did. Sean promptly hit the buttons on his phone and started the first incriminating video of the evening.

Kim quickly answered the phone. She could hear the sound of music coming from the lower level of Lori’s home and knew the boys were getting ready for their dancing lessons. Sean had made it perfectly clear to her when he said her brother was going to lose his virginity with the one woman she dreamed about.

'How long?' Kim wondered. 'How long have I fantasized about Lori?'

Since the tender age of 11 or 12, Kim had realized she was different. She did not like boys and in fact, the only boy other than her dear brother she would even associate with was Sean. She put up with him because he was Joey's best friend and Kim eventually had grown to like the boy. That was despite his boyish manners and somewhat crude behavior.

The one thing Kim discovered years ago was that she admired the female body. In fact, the very first woman she fell in love with was her babysitter. Suddenly she stared at the video, knowing Lori was going to get severely ravaged by her brother and his best friend.

Even knowing Sean may have ulterior motives, Kim had agreed to go along with his scheme. She reasoned that she would be able to outwit the boy because she was older and so much wiser than a measly teenager.

The dance was a waltz and the perfect tempo for a frightened teenager. Joey had both arms around the shivering woman and his buddy acted. Sean silently held his phone aimed at the couple and sent a video to an enthused Kim.

Joey had his arms around Lori and he cunningly yanked the hem of the short skirt up to her slender waist. Kim’s eyes opened wider, as she realized the woman wasn’t wearing panties and her luscious backside was exposed. Kim watched her little brother dance slowly around the dimly lit room.

Joey’s hands disappeared under the red top and Kim could only imagine the immense joy of feeling such luscious boobs. Her heart beat out of control and her whole body felt flushed and heated.

Suddenly her little brother’s hands cupped both breasts and made it explicitly clear he was ready for more.

All of a sudden, Joey rolled the flimsy material upward and the gorgeous titties were exposed. Kim’s mouth opened in awe, as if she were hungry, and her breathing grew quick and ragged.

Sean shrewdly zoomed in on the brazen fondling. Joey caressed Lori’s bare tits with nary a protest and he suddenly realized that Sean hadn’t been bullshitting him after all. Indeed, Joey knew for certain that he was going to have sex with a real woman just like Sean promised.

For the first time in his life, Joey cupped real breasts in his hands and his thumbs and forefingers went to the protruding ends. Kim watched in utter envy when her brother pinched the nipples hard, pulling them out from Lori’s chest. She wanted to run down the block and chase the boys away from her darling who was the woman she desired more than anyone in the world.

Kim whispered under her breath when Joey’s right hand swooped downward and under the hem of the flared skirt. Just as it appeared her brother had felt a womanly treasure, the movie stopped. Her screen went black and her mind swirled around and around, wondering what Joey was doing.

There was the biggest smile on Joey’s face, when he discovered Lori wasn’t wearing anything under her skirt, just as Sean had guaranteed. Desperately trying to keep her legs together, Lori was forced to move her legs to retain her balance, as the boy made crude dance moves. The evasive move did little because Joey felt his very first pussy.

Pictures and movies of what one looked like couldn’t prepare Joey for the heat and wonderful sensation when his finger slipped into the scorching wetness. He pulled up with his embedded finger and mashed the tiny clitoris into Lori’s bony pelvis. The molestation caused her to squirm and twist in an effort to alleviate the pressure, but it only incensed the teenager to greater heights.

Joey felt what Sean had described, as the woman’s ultimate control button, and realized he could do more. His buddy had been extremely specific when he told him what to do.

"Squeeze the fucking clit like your life depends on it and roll it around until her hips thrust like crazy. If you don't take your time and do it like I say, I'll kick your ass out the fucking door,” Sean told Joey in no uncertain terms. “Joey, there’s nothing like feeling a real woman experience an orgasm with your fucking fingers buried in her cunt.”

Joey was determined to ensure his first fuck was memorable. He pinched hard on what he believed to be her clitoris and Lori uttered sounds, which gave him courage. Then Joey thrust his thigh between Lori’s legs and held them apart, much to her dismay.

Lori thrust her hand down and grabbed Joey’s wrist, but it didn’t help. His invasive fingers remained inside the puffy hood and he merely squeezed harder on the swollen bud.

Sean wanted more. He hit the buttons on his phone and started sending another movie to the overwhelmed sister. The camera didn’t give the best picture yet it certainly showed what was happening.

Kim noticed Lori was desperate. Her hand tried without success to remove Joey’s hand from between her thighs, but the boy was far too strong. Her brother’s body shielded Kim from what was happening between Lori’s legs, yet she could tell by the way the woman’s body responded that Joey was finger-fucking her.

Sean knew exactly what would ensure their success. He had discussed it with his dad for a long time, about what he would do when the affair unfolded. He swiftly stopped the recording and moved over to the erotic couple.

Sean quickly yanked Lori’s top up and over her head, which meant she had to raise both arms. This allowed Joey total freedom to batter the throbbing clitoris without mercy.

Lori was lost. She didn’t know what to do but remain hostage to the two determined teenagers. The music continued to play and now it was merely background music, as there was no dancing. Suddenly Sean was behind her and he put his muscular arm around her neck.

The teen sort of pulled back hard on her upper torso and caused Lori’s back to arch. "Joey! Take her skirt off. C'mon, let's get our slut naked... nice and naked,” Sean whispered.

She was powerless. Joey ripped the skirt down her smooth, rounded hips and then he admired the goddess. Lori tried to twist out of Sean’s tight hold, but she was helpless, as she listened to the awful forecast.

“Strip and get ready for the best blowjob of your life, Joey. Lori’s the best cocksucker ever,” Sean whispered to his best friend. “I know from experience. She’s going to make you a man.”

Sean was in control. He pulled back on Lori’s head and put his lips to her ear. "I really don't think you’ll have to suck his cock very long before he blows his load," Sean whispered.

Joey swiftly stripped all his clothes. "Take a look. He's young but you know what, I think he's bigger than hubby. What da'ya think?" Sean said and tilted her forward enough so that she could see Joey's hard pecker.

It was impossible to look away. Lori couldn’t help but look at the boy. His cock was at a 45-degree angle and jerked wildly, indicating Joey was extremely aroused. Suddenly Sean grabbed a handful of her hair and gave her head a resounding shake.

"What do you think?" Sean asked and demanded an immediate response. “Is he bigger than hubby?”

"Yes... Yes! Are you goddamned happy? He's bigger... bigger than Andy," she whispered in defeat.

Before she could react, Sean shoved her hard and forced her down to her knees. Lori was guided by the teenager, as he propped her on her knees only inches in front of Joey. The teen’s hips were at the same level as her head and it meant his throbbing cock was directly in front of her flushed face.

When Sean jerked her hair, Lori knew exactly what would happen. Her dainty hand went to the hardened shaft in defiance, but it did little good, as Sean pushed her at the waiting cock. The two boys worked in unison and in a matter of seconds, forced Lori’s mouth open with the head of Joey’s pecker.

The teenager couldn’t remember ever being so aroused or turned on. The volcanic mouth closed over his cock and Joey was in a part of heaven he had only dreamed about. His young, slim hips began to thrust and jerk without any real rhythm, but it was merely a natural reaction.

It was a teenager feeling a woman’s mouth on his cock for the very first time. Sean watched his buddy receive his first blowjob and he wanted to torment Kim one more time. He quickly focused his phone on the torrid scene and sent another movie.

If it were possible, Kim would have rushed to help Lori. She stared in utter awe at her baby brother’s oversized pecker and couldn’t imagine being in Lori’s position. Both dainty hands seemed to stroke the thick penis and roll the slippery foreskin back and forth along the lengthy shaft.

Her eyes opened wider, as the slim hips started jerking wildly out of control in a matter of scant seconds. Joey was experiencing an earth-shaking orgasm during his first blowjob and Kim was disgusted. She was furious that her own brother was demeaning and humiliating the woman she adored.

Kim vowed to make it up to Lori if it was the last thing she would ever do. It was a promise that would change Kim’s life forever, yet she stared at the movie in a state of shock. Kim never dreamed in a thousand years that she would ever be witness to such undaunted lust and animal passion.

Her brother treated Lori as if she were a slut and Kim had to admit that she was awestruck when Joey blew his load. Witnessing a sensitive, loving woman get turned into a most faithful slut was overwhelming and Kim couldn’t believe what was happening. First she cursed her brother but then she realized it was Sean who was the biggest bastard.

When the screen went dark, she simply stared at the blackness wondering what the two teenagers were doing to the woman of her dreams.

The first step was the blowjob that would ensure Joey’s stamina would be much longer for the actual intercourse. Joey was on cloud nine when his cock fell out of the hottest mouth and he quickly helped his buddy. Sean grabbed Lori around the shoulders and the two teens shifted the whimpering woman across the room to the waiting pool table.

The table had not been used since Julia and her brother went off to college, but the teenagers would rectify that. They swiftly cued Lori up on the green-felt top and silently ordered her to remain still.

Sean immediately grabbed his phone for more videos. It was like watching an erotic triple ‘X’ movie where a sexy woman, wearing only high heels lay spread out on top of a pool table. Kim shuddered to think her idol was about to get gangbanged by a couple of savage teenagers.

Kim watched the boys position Lori on the green-felt table with her legs splayed in a degrading fashion. Joey had been well versed by his buddy and he knew what to do. He savored his first pussy and from the very first taste, relished it like it was the sweetest candy.

Lori thought she was about to have intercourse with a virgin teen; Kim thought the woman she adored most in the world was about to get ravaged by her brother, but both were wrong.

The Patterson’s had the perfect plan. Sean stressed the fact Joey had to suck Lori’s pussy until she suffered the humiliation of climaxing in a boy’s mouth. Joey would never go against anything his buddy said and he dove for the promised land.

Lori arched her back and sobbed. She bit her lip and set out to survive the demoralizing attack. Lori whispered encouragement to her fragile spirit and she felt determined not to succumb to such a measly teen.

Kim stared at the lust-filled scene. Joey pushed the velvety thighs wide apart and he swiftly devoured the fully exposed pussy. He licked the opening with such a vulgar display of lust that it made Kim furious.

Suddenly Joey’s ivory teeth closed on the adorable pink clitoris, which was openly exposed by his fingers holding the swollen labia to the sides. Kim’s eyes couldn’t open any wider, as she watched Lori’s back arch and her hips thrust madly, high in the air. She could tell the woman was holding her breath in desperation.

Kim knew; Sean knew and Joey realized Lori’s next gasp for air would be fatal. The woman’s lungs expanded and a loud cry of distress filled the room. When the screen went black, Kim sobbed out loud.

The explosive orgasm was like a bomb; fragments of her soul were scattered throughout the heated recreation room. Lori couldn’t understand how such a young, inexperienced teen could make her feel so passionate and alive. Her juices ran like a river into the boy’s mouth and Joey drank from a woman’s fountain for the very first time.

The cunnilingus was far better than his buddy had described and Joey wished it would continue forever. He was forced to grabbed onto the thrashing hips so that he could keep his mouth over Lori’s pussy. Sean had set his phone down and he was holding Lori’s arms to the sides and pinned to the tabletop.

The hips started to quiet and Joey knew it was time. Time for something a young boy dreamed about and cherished. His cock had long ago rejuvenated and it jerked at the ready position.

Joey straightened up and stood between the widespread legs. With the help of Sean, he shifted Lori’s sweaty body until her crotch was positioned at the edge of the table’s wooden railing. He stared at the glistening pussylips and wondered if he wasn’t dreaming.

It was time and he needed a much better position if he wanted to fulfill his teenage fantasy. He pulled Lori off the pool table and forced her to turn around. Then he put his hand in the middle of Lori’s back and pushed.

Lori’s thighs were against the wood railing and she bent over until her chest hit the green felt. It seemed natural to reach out with her arms and appear in a fully dominated position. When the teen kicked her feet apart, she felt totally helpless.

Time for more taunting and teasing. Sean watched his best buddy perform like a skilled magician.

He aimed his phone at the two twisting bodies and blew a kiss in Kim’s direction. “Enjoy... watch your little brother get his first piece of ass,” he mouthed at his phone.

The scene was more arousing than distressing. Joey kicked the feet wide apart and then he grabbed his raging hardon around the base, which allowed him to wave the rod in the air. When he started slapping the bare ass-cheeks, all eyes bulged, and all hearts pounded.

Kim stared in utter agony, watching her little Joey start whacking the defenseless backside. She couldn’t see it all, but there was no doubt Joey was slapping the exposed crotch. When the wet, swishing sounds came out of the phone, Kim knew Joey was hitting the most vulnerable opening.

Lori arched her back and twisted, trying to reach an arm behind to stop the teenager. Joey simply kept one hand in the middle of her back and used the other to administer the most agonizing punishment. He peaked down at the womanly treasures and ensured to hit the puffy pussylips with each slap.

Sean was surprised by his friend’s ingenuity. "Atta boy. Bang her with your hard cock. That's it, Joey... bang'er," he whispered. Sean knew it was great movie material and wondered what Kim was thinking?

Joey stared between Lori's thighs, as if it were the most wonderful sight in the world. A completely shaved pussy with the long, narrow slit running up and down between the velvety thighs. The swollen lips glistened with excessive moisture and there seemed to be a tiny bud poking out from the upper region of the puffy labia.

The boy slapped the pink slit with his cock and whether on purpose or by accident kept molesting the precious clit. The teen was anxious and Lori could tell.

"Joey, Joey please, you can't do this. Oh please, Joey," Lori begged. "Save yourself for someone your own age. Someone you will love."

Lori moaned in protest and she tried to think of every logical reason for Joey to stop, but her protests fell on deaf ears. Suddenly the strong hands surrounded her flared hips and she held her breath.

The scene was shear lust. Lori raised her head and put her hands on the felt tabletop. Her chest was in the air and the sight added even more desire, as her boobs swayed wildly from side to side.

When the overly enlarged nipples grazed the rough felt, shivers went up and down her spine.

Joey was mesmerized and let his animal instincts take over. His heart almost stopped when he split the pretty, pink petals with the head of his penis. He had never felt heat so intense, as he slowly pushed into the tight pussy an inch at a time.

Even though the teen’s stamina was rebuilt, he felt the fiery desire rising rapidly deep inside his belly. Joey had dreamed of fucking a girl, any girl and had listened to his friend Sean boast and brag about his many conquests over the years. He fantasized about how wonderful sex really was, but it didn’t prepare him for the intense fervor.

Slowly, Joey seductively thrust his hips until his cock was embedded inside Lori. The teenager lost all touch with reality and his hips vibrated very sporadically. Joey dearly wanted it to last forever so he could relish his very first, intimate affair with a real woman.

There was no sound, only dramatic, steamy movement. Slowly and almost in tantalizing fashion, Joey pulled back and withdrew his throbbing cock, but suddenly he was overcome with lust. With extreme anxiety, he dug his fingers into Lori’s plush hips and held them steady.

Kim stared in disbelief. Her little brother started pumping his enlarged cock in and out of the woman of her dreams. Joey stood between Lori’s spread legs and when he thrust forward at the pool table, he powered his pecker deep into the heated inferno.

Sean was amazed. His buddy’s pumping action reached a smooth rhythm and it was obvious Joey fully embedded his stellar cock because Lori’s feet came off the floor with each stab. When Joey yanked hard and pulled the hips backwards, Sean was envious of the ravaging.

Kim had never watched or even bothered looking at men having sex with a woman. The scene appeared very animalistic, watching Joey have intercourse. Actually it seemed quite crude to her and she yearned to show Lori love and affection that she believed only a woman could illustrate.

"Holy shit, it looks like he’s a fucking animal. Just wait you little prick, I'll get you for doing this to my Lori," Kim moaned.

A tear rolled down Kim's flushed cheek. Her eyes were red and burned from sobbing while her brother ravaged Lori's naked body. He held her naked hips at the very edge of the pool table and pumped his hips like a madman. The camera did not show all the disgusting details, but Kim imagined what Joey was really doing.

It went on and on for what seemed like an eternity and Kim wondered if it were typical with this type of sex. Suddenly, her brother's hips began jerking and thrashing, as they lost their perfect rhythm.

"Oh no, oh gawd, he must be doing it inside her. Oh, my gawd, I can see his cock going in and out so hard... so rough," she whispered, keeping her voice low.

Joey held Lori's hips in a vise-like grip and closed his eyes tightly. He reasoned he could last a little longer if he tensed every muscle in his body. Suddenly with a vicious stroke, he rammed his cock to the max. The head of the teenager's cock went through Lori's cervix, through her heated channel and into her valued soul.

The teen held absolutely still for many seconds, knowing that it was his last stand. Kim's eyes opened wide in shear amazement. The boy's hips remained motionless, yet the woman's body was vibrating wildly. It was beyond any sensible reason or logic that Lori would be responding to such a measly boy. Kim could hear noises and sounds coming from the phone and the only one moving their lips was Lori.

Suddenly her brother pulled backwards exposing the long, slim shaft in Lori's open crotch. The head of his pecker came free for a split second before the woman cried out. The boy's orgasm exploded in a sudden fury and he started pounding her in rape-like fashion. His thrusts were random and violent, each one resulting in a flow of burning lava into Lori's cherished inner being. It was pure ecstasy for both fornicators and the two orgasms melded together deep inside Lori.

Kim shuddered, realizing her brother's virginity was gone. She watched Joey with dreamy eyes and envied every zealous moment he was with Lori. His climax rolled over the peak of passion and it took many seconds before his body came to a quiet state. Kim thought it was over and the two teens would leave, but that was a mistake.

Sean quickly ended the video and took control. He rolled the gorgeous woman away from the pool table and then took her hand. The two slowly walked over to a plush easy chair and stood on the spot for a few seconds, as Sean motioned for his buddy.

Joey quickly walked over to the two and took the phone out of Sean’s hand. “Use this... take a movie,” Sean whispered, and then mouthed words to his buddy. “Send it to your sister.”

Sean promptly stripped his clothes and sat down in the easy chair. Then he nodded at Joey to make sure he was filming all that happened. When he returned his gaze to Lori, he pointed at a spot directly at his feet.

Kim had never seen a real man’s cock or anything so gross before this day and the sight sent a shiver through her entire body. Kim and her girlfriends had watched mostly lesbian type, adult movies, but occasionally some included gangbangs.

The camera angle was perfect. Sean’s pecker astounded Kim and it was obviously bigger than Joey’s. She wanted to shout at the teens because Lori had suffered enough humiliation, yet there appeared to be more on the horizon. “No more, no more please,” Kim whispered, wanting to plead with Sean and Joey to leave poor Lori alone.

Knowing Kim would be looking at her phone and watching, Sean acted out the performance of his life. Lori was his for the taking, he thought with a devilish smile. “Well sweetheart, don’t you think it’s time for a blowjob... time to suck a real man’s cock?” he asked and looked directly at the phone in Joey’s hands.

A finger pointed at the spot. "Now I want you on your knees sucking my cock, or else,” Sean ordered. “On your knees!”

Kim watched the ultimate drama unfold before her very eyes. She was baffled at how the two males in her life could actually treat a woman so degradingly. Then she reasoned that all men were alike.

Lori acted like a timid schoolgirl. She slowly fell to her knees in front of the teenager and placed her hands on the top of the boy’s thighs. Her head dropped and it was obvious her eyes stared straight at the growing hardon.

The acting was first-class and Kim felt strange, new feelings. It was one of the most erotic scenes she had ever witnessed when the naked woman slowly bent forward, close to the menacing cock.

The strong, demanding statue sat motionless and let the woman do everything.

Both dainty hands shifted forward and grabbed the lengthy cockshaft, one around the thick base and one in the middle of the hard shaft. The cockhead was mere inches from her blushing face and then something profound happened. The right hand slowly pulled the foreskin down to the base and completely exposed the bulbous head.

Kim noticed a small drop of dew on the very tip of Sean’s cock and her heart almost stopped when the skilled tongue lashed out. Lori stroked the head of the teen’s cock with her tongue and cleaned the moisture off, leaving a trail of saliva. Suddenly the head disappeared and was engulfed by the wide-open mouth.

"Oh gawd, how can you?" Kim whispered and wondered what it tasted like. She stared not wanting to miss one image of what transpired. Slowly, in a teasing manner, Lori opened her red lips wider and then her cheeks caved in to indicate a pure sucking action.

Kim’s tummy quivered madly when the blowjob ensued. Sean made sure his body was positioned so that the camera recorded every demeaning gesture. Both of Lori’s hands were on his hard cock and they began a slow determined struggle to ensure a swift, sexual satisfaction for the teen.

The loose skin flowed and slipped along the throbbing shaft, as Lori pumped back and forth in obedient fashion. Kim noticed that the flared head stayed embedded in Lori's mouth and the woman's cheeks caved in with a picture of sucking pleasure.

The scene was captivating. Lori decided that the only way she was going to escape the two boys was to act out their fantasies. Sean was the remaining obstacle and she sucked his cock, knowing full well what he wanted. Her teeth raked the flared rim around the head of the teen’s cock and the result was etched on his boyish face.

Kim noticed lines of agony on Sean’s face and knew they were not from pain. It was the sounds, the images and the naked bodies that filled Kim’s head with lustful fantasies. No, she reasoned, I would never consider doing such a demeaning and immoral thing, yet watching Lori, Kim felt an unfamiliar excitement deep inside.

The dainty hand slithered down the front of her torso until the fingers reached the soft material.

Even the cotton shorts and panties couldn’t hide the fact there was immense wetness and the truth made her shudder. Kim closed her eyes and threw her head back, trying to ignore the alluring images.

Suddenly the fingers of her right hand covered the cotton shorts and ran in the same direction as the slit in the heart of her crotch. It was easy for her middle finger to push hard on the thick seam of her shorts, causing the puffy labia to separate. Kim pressed harder and instantly found the tender button that controlled every woman’s willpower.

If only the sounds would go away, Kim prayed, as she couldn’t resist temptation. Her right hand deftly slipped into the waistband of her shorts, downward until her fingers felt the neatly trimmed bush. Kim played with the short curly hair and twirled her fingers through it, feeling the wanton desire rising.

She couldn’t resist. Kim opened her glazed eyes and tilted her head towards her phone again. Suddenly she saw Sean grab the back of Lori’s head and hold it in his big, strong hands. He thrust his hips and the head of his cock had nowhere to go but down Lori’s throat.

Kim noticed Lori struggle yet only one thing was paramount in her disillusioned mind. Her finger slipped into the upper tip of her pussylips and instantly covered the throbbing clitoris. When her eyes opened wider, she witnessed an animalist blowjob.

Kim paused for the briefest moment, but the temptation was too great. The swollen clit slipped between two fingers and Kim vibrated her hand at the speed of light. She had no idea how aroused she had become, but suddenly spasms started to shake her entire core, as her eyes remained glued to the porno movie.

In a heartbeat, the screen went blank. The movie stopped and Kim reasoned she must do the same thing, yet strangely her fingers remained tightly closed over the throbbing clitty. She fully intended to end the sinful stimulation, but her hand didn’t move.

It was likely a scant ten or fifteen seconds, but Kim thought an eternity has passed. Her hand moved with every intention of slipping out of her shorts, yet she merely unfastened the metal fastener and lowered the zipper. Kim slowly pushed the shorts down and the panties followed.

Suddenly her fingertips started rolling the swollen bud around and around in the vast wetness.

When a swift tremor shot through her soul, Kim reasoned she still had a chance. A second, a third and then continuous spasms consumed any remaining dignity and she climaxed.

The velvety thighs closed as tight as possible and put severe pressure on the pinched clitoris, causing an orgasm to burst out of her inner being. The feminine body went out of control. Kim lay spread out on her bed and she had no cares in the world during the untimely climax. Eventually her hips stopped thrashing and she managed to let go of the beaten clitty.

Time passed and Kim wasn’t prepared for the biggest shock of her life. The room was deathly quiet, but something wasn’t right. Totally exhausted from the orgasm, she raised her head and stared towards the door in utter disbelief.

In a scant two seconds, Kim’s mind swirled around furiously trying to understand. She gazed down her bare chest and wondered how that could be. No, Kim reasoned, I didn’t take off my shirt and bra. Then she remembered stripping her top during the untimely climax.

When her eyes shifted downward her heart stopped. Her hand was still inside her panties, but her shorts were fully undone and the front was gaping wide open. Her panties were shoved down below her pelvis and it was obvious she had been masturbating.

The teenagers had guessed right. Joey assured his best buddy that his sister would not be anywhere else in the house during their adventure with Lori, but in her own bedroom. When they set up two cameras in the bedroom to capture any immoral action, both teens hoped for the best.

The teens rushed to Joey’s immediately after the blowjob. They went straight up to Kim’s bedroom hoping to catch some incriminating evidence on the seductive young woman. When the teen opened the door to his sister’s room, both teens got the biggest shock.

“Joey! Sean! What are you doing here?” Kim asked, blurting out a response to the sudden invasion.

She yanked her hand out of her panties and tried to straighten her shorts, but the damage had already been done. “Oh, my gawd, what are you doing?”

“Sweetheart, watching you masturbate is utterly fantastic. Please don’t stop on our account,” Sean said with a devilish grin of confidence.

“Buuuuuu, but,” Kim moaned.

“I told Joey you would masturbate if we sent you movies,” Sean replied and glared at the frightened girl. “That’s why we put cameras in your room... to catch you masturbating.”

Kim saw the boy wave his hand towards two sides of the room. When she looked at a bookshelf on one side, she noticed something out of place. Kim glanced to the other side and again noticed a small object that appeared to be a camera.

The teenagers hoped to record incriminating evidence, yet they certainly didn’t expect to hit the motherload. “Everything’s recorded,” Sean said, waving his hand around the room. “And I’m sure you don’t want people to see what you did.”

“You can’t. Oh Please! You can’t show it to anyone,” Kim pleaded, trying to get mercy from the teenager. “Oh, my god, please! You can’t be serious? Not with me doing a bad, bad thing.”

“Don’t worry,” Sean replied with a grin. “It will be entirely up to you.”

There was hope, Kim reasoned, grabbing her top and holding the garment over her chest. She had been in tough spots before, but nothing compared to getting caught fingering herself. Her mind was in turmoil, thinking of ways to explain what the teens had witnessed.

Not only witnessed, Kim reflected, but recorded, which made it much more horrifying. Her mouth hung open and she waited.

Watching her adorable face twist in anguish, Sean whispered. “Don’t worry, honey, I think it will be okay. Since you love peeping and watching your brother lose his virginity, I think you know how to keep me quiet?” Sean said and waited many merciless seconds.

Kim twisted and fidgeted. She thought she would faint and her breathing stopped when Sean opened his pants. In the most brazen fashion, the teen loosened his trousers and dropped them to the floor. Then after a long moment’s hesitation, his shorts followed.

Sean stood with his feet slightly apart and indicated with hand signals what he wanted. Kim, too stunned to move, sat staring at the teen’s semi-hard monster.

“As you can guess, Lori’s all yours,” Sean whispered. “I know how much you want her... how much you want Lori and you can have her.”

“Buuuu, aaaaahhhh, ah,” she moaned.

“Listen honey! Get on your knees and pay the price... do what you’re good at and suck a man’s cock,” Sean stated and motioned towards his growing cock. “I promise... it’s the only way to keep me quiet.”

“Aaahhh, but, buuuuuuu.”

“You have exactly ten seconds, sweetie... ten seconds to get me hard and suck me off.”

Her mind swirled. “Naaaa, nooooo.”

Kim sat on the edge of the bed and Sean rushed across the room. He stood about two feet from the bed and gave her enough room. “Eight... nine... ten!”

Kim saw his hands moving, but she didn’t try to escape. Sean grabbed her by the shoulders and swiftly shifted her off the bed, forcing her down on her knees. Then he shrewdly jerked his hips and made his cock bounce up and down so that it slapped her under the chin.

She looked up to see the teen’s smug face. Oh, how she desperately wanted to run yet her knees remained nailed to the floor. When Sean grabbed a big handful of her hair and jerked downward, her flushed face grazed the searing meat.

For the first time in her life, Kim stared at a real cock. It was so close and so huge! The purplish head seemed impossibly large! Then she noticed something clear leaking from the hole in the tip.

Sensing he held ultimate control, Sean deliberately brushed his oozing penis against the young woman’s flushed face, leaving a trail of slippery wetness on her cheeks. He retained a firm hold on the hair and made sure Kim couldn’t move away from his demoralizing teasing.

Kim recalled how her beloved ex-babysitter acted. Her hands were shaking yet somehow, she reached forward. She flinched when her fingers touched the burning flesh and the thing jumped.

Strangely, one hand looked fragile and petite on the big cock, so Kim wrapped both hands around the enlarged shaft.

One second the oozing end was mere inches away and suddenly it was pressing into her tightly closed lips. For the first time in her life, Kim tasted the thick, bitter nectar of a man’s penis.

“Sweetheart, you know what you have to do... or do you want me to show the world,” Sean whispered, rubbing his cockhead across the rosy lips.

The teens suspected what would be recorded during the seedy evening while Kim watched her beloved neighbor. Sean knew it would only take some mere threats and Kim would not need to see the evidence.

“I know you weren’t watching the movies to see your wimpy brother, my love. Being in love with Lori, you must want a piece of her, isn’t that right?” Sean asked, knowing he hit a nerve.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh, naaaaaaaaa,” Kim mumbled.

“I know you watched the movies and wanted a piece of Lori, isn’t that right?” Sean asked with an extremely stern tone. “Is that why you were masturbating?”

Kim sobbed. She had never been so embarrassed or shamed in her entire life. ‘He knows,’ she fretted. ‘He knows and would tell the world if I don’t do what he demands!’

“Suck my dick, honey, and you can have your dream come true. You can do whatever you want with Lori, I promise,” Sean said, feeling his confidence rise higher and higher. “Now suck my dick, girl! Hell, I bet you’ll like it... and even if you don’t like it, I will. Open those pretty lips.”

It was inevitable; the thick cock slipped between her virgin lips and into her open mouth. Tears along with whimpering sobs of disgust came from the kneeling young woman. Sean relished another moment of triumph, as he pushed into her mouth. His boundless ego soared, knowing Kim was sucking a cock, his cock, for the very first time.

It was time to embellish the raunchy episode. “Easy, take it easy, sweetie. You watched your dream woman do it... now do it yourself,” Sean whispered.

The teenager marveled at how the girl’s tongue slowly rolled around the head of his cock and he wondered if she would really swallow. With a chuckle, Sean decided that he would find out very soon. Having Kim overcome by his treats was an extremely rewarding experience.

Sean wisely comprehended the inexperienced young woman wouldn’t be able to suck long. Her hands were far too gently so he brushed them aside, replacing them with his fist. Having blown his load a short time earlier, it would take some serious masturbation to get another hardon.

Kim relished the respite when the evil teenager yanked his cock out of her mouth. Sean pumped and squeezed hard and quickly felt desire fill his belly. He enjoyed the fact Kim’s eyes never left his cock and then he suddenly got a playful urge.

Sean rubbed Kim’s face with his burning rod and made sure to caress her flushed cheeks. He purposely ran the bulbous head across her rosy lips every few seconds, which made Kim flinch, anticipating he would make her suck the filthy thing again.

The teen’s emotions soared into a heightened state with the realization he would have to be fast. To prolong an orgasm would do little good and besides, he wanted complete control over his buddy’s sister. ‘I have to hurry; I have to fuck her mouth in a hurry, or else,’ Sean thought.

The swollen pecker jumped and jerked in the tight fist and Sean pumped his hardon furiously to bring on a swift climax. His cock started to throb; it swelled and so did Kim’s eyes.

Sean grabbed Kim’s head with his left hand and wrapped his fingers in her hair, so she couldn’t get away. Kim knew what came next. Sean thrust his hips towards her, forcing the drooling, angry-looking head between her lips. Kim sobbed and uttered a few whimpering protests, yet she obediently opened her mouth.

The taste didn’t make her sick. It surprised Kim greatly that she could actually suck a real cock and not throw up. When the teen held her head steady, she felt the cockhead surge deeper into her mouth.

Sean grinned and pumped his thick shaft a few times so the precum flowed into Kim’s throat. The young woman did her utmost to only think about the prize at the end of the struggle. The teens promised to make her dream come true and Kim clung to the faint hope that Sean was not fibbing.

An orgasm was imminent, and Sean needed to humiliate Kim one more time. "Put your fucking hands on my cock, honey,” Sean whispered in a demanding manner. “Feel it pulse in your hands while I blast my cum down your filthy throat."

“Gaaaawwwwwkkkkk,” Kim moaned, as she grabbed the cock to keep it from going down her throat.

“Get ready, slut, I’m goin’ to fill your belly with cum... just like I do with slut-Lori,” Sean said in a boastful fashion.

The dirty talk didn’t bother her, but it was his bragging that Kim hated most. She had both hands on the throbbing penis and she used her fists to control how much cock was in her mouth. The slim hips started to thrust back and forth once her fingers tightened around the thick shaft and Kim was in foreign territory.

All of a sudden Kim couldn’t breathe. She realized the teen had climaxed and his thick, slimy cum was running down her throat.

"Suck it, slut! Suck my fucking rod and swallow my cum just like your slut-Lori," Sean said.

The teen shot his load into her waiting mouth and watched her pretty face turn beat-red. Kim held her breath and prayed he would be fast so she wouldn’t suffocate. When her eyes rolled to the side, she almost fainted.

Joey stared in utter awe at the raunchiest scene. His best buddy was defiling his sister, yet he merely fisted his raging hardon, which was fully exposed. He watched his buddy squeeze gobs of seedy cum into his sister’s mouth without any regret or remorse.

Suddenly Sean jerked his cock out of Kim’s mouth and wiped it clean by rubbing the entire length on her face and in her hair. “Fantastic... fucking fantastic! She’s all your, sweetie,” he whispered. “I know you’ve been dying to have Lori. Well, she’s all yours.”

Kim’s heart raced and her mind was in turmoil, but the traumatic adventure was over. She had to do it, yet Kim reasoned the price was worth it. ‘I’ve dreamed for years... fantasized for years,’ she thought.

Kim rubbed the filthy slim off her face and decided it wasn’t nearly as bad as she would have thought. In the fastest heartbeat, the two teenagers rushed out of her bedroom and she was alone.

‘Lori must be distraught... distraught after being with these two teens. She needs my TLC.’

To be Continued...