For Couples Only
by Allison Kane
(LLP-594)


CHAPTER ONE 

Rachael Redford stood on the cliffs of Southern California, looking out to 
the Pacific Ocean and felt tears of sadness trickling down her face, tears 
that tasted salty from the sea-air. 

She loved the little cabin she and her husband, Randy had rented in Laguna 
but since they had moved into it she had felt very alone. Randy was almost 
never home now and Rachael was finding it very difficult to adjust. They had 
moved out to California from New York City, moved from their tiny tenement 
apartment on East 11 th Street, away from all the neighbors in the East 
Village they had shared their hard times with over the five years they had 
been struggling. They had been much happier then, though, Rachael reflected. 
Randy was always busy in one off-off Broadway production or another and she 
had her little boutique, they had a way of life that although it didn't 
bring them very much money had seemed to bring a lot of happiness. 

Finally Randy's big break had come, he did a six month stunt in a play on 
Broadway to rave reviews and then Hollywood. He was given a very small role 
in a film but it was enough to convince him that Hollywood was where he 
belonged. Randy had wanted to live in one of the more fashionable canyons 
but a friend had loaned them his cabin, rent-free for three months, and it 
was just too good to turn down. 

Rachael hadn't realized though that she would be spending so much of her 
time at the cabin alone, the daytimes were not bad, she could always swim 
and sunbathe but the evenings were becoming more and more of a trauma to 
her. Somewhere deep inside of her she suspected that Randy was making it 
with other women, perhaps other actresses from the studio he went to 
everyday, she didn't know for sure but he had been acting very strange of 
late. And now, his Agent was almost sure that he was going to get a pretty 
big part in a movie, since yesterday Randy had been tremendously keyed up, 
"don't you realize honey," he had told her when she had complained of his 
constant absence from the house, "this could be my big break and then, baby, 
we're going to move to Beverly Hills and the big time. Big time, Rachael had 
thought bitterly to herself, if this is anything to go by, never seeing you, 
always alone, then I just don't want it. 

She sighed now and lifting her face to the silver moon begged her to help 
somehow. She didn't know what it would take to clear things up between she 
and Randy but she knew that something had to happen quickly, things just 
weren't alright between them anymore. All the old magic seemed to have gone 
completely out of their lives. 

Rachael heard her husband's car pull up into the driveway of the cabin and 
she ran back inside, hastily smoothing down her sweater dress and tidying 
her hair, she wanted to look as sexy and alluring as possible, perhaps 
tonight they would make love, they hadn't in so long it seemed as Randy was 
always so tired by the time he got home. 

"Hi honey," she heard her husband call out as he came through the front 
door, "where's my babygirl?" 

The young wife came through into the living room and threw herself into her 
husband's arms, feeling his strong, muscular body enfolding her. She slipped 
her hands down over his firm buttocks and cupped them in her hands and she 
trembled with excitement at the nearness of him. She wanted him, especially 
tonight, she really wanted him. Her entire body ached for the touch of his 
hands on her breasts and the feeling of his great throbbing cock inside her 
hungry pussy. 

"Oh baby, I'm so tired," Randy murmured into her ear and Rachael felt her 
heart sink as his words reached her. She was determined however that tonight 
she would have him and she pressed her body close up against him, wrapping 
one well-shaped leg around his, kissing his ears and neck wildly. "Oh Randy 
honey, I've missed you so much," she moaned. 

Randy Redford had come home with the idea of throwing himself into bed 
immediately but he could tell from the state of his wife Rachael that he 
wasn't going to be able to do that. She was hot, really hot and she wanted 
him and he knew from past experience that when Rachael wanted him, he just 
couldn't refuse her. He jerked now as her hand grabbed at his penis, 
massaging it through his pants and it began to throb insistently despite his 
exhaustion. 

Rachael stuck her tongue in her husband's ear, determined to arouse him 
further, determined that he wasn't going to slip away into sleep without 
first satisfying her. "Honey," she whispered into his ear, "let's get all 
naked and go to bed." 

Randy was already aroused and in response to his wife's plea he slid one 
hand up between her legs, thrusting his finger under the right leg of her 
panties and massaging the soft moist lips of her quivering pussy and then 
thrusting his finger inside and prodding against her tiny clitoris. 

The blonde-haired wife gasped, feeling as if she was going to have an orgasm 
then and there-she was so horny and hot she knew it wouldn't take much to 
make her explode. Oh God! she felt as if she could eat him up, she wanted to 
take every inch of his huge cock into her mouth and keep it there forever! 

Rachael quickly took her husband's hand and pulled him into the bedroom, she 
sensed that tonight it would be like old times. She didn't know why she had 
been so worried, she could feel his need for her now and she knew that she 
had been foolishly worrying about him being with another woman. 

Once inside the bedroom she began to pull off her clothes and hungrily 
feasting upon her husband's body as he did so. Oh God! he was beautiful, she 
just couldn't wait for him to fuck her. She felt Randy's hand on her breast 
now and his fingers probing into the soft flesh of her welcoming cunt once 
again, she knew that she would never want another man this way, Randy was 
everything she ever needed. She felt herself being swept up now into his 
strong arms and being carried onto the bed, she felt like a maid of old 
being taken by a knight and wave after wave of thrilling anticipation began 
to sweep through her as he laid her tenderly down on the soft mattress. She 
leaned over him and began to move the yielding skin of his cock up and down 
gently, letting her hand slide over the glans and caress the now-swollen 
head of his cock; then she repeated the motion. She wanted him to be harder 
than he'd ever been when the big moment finally came! 

Randy felt his wife's body trembling against his and he shoved his rigid 
member against her soft fleece-covered pussy as she writhed against him, 
electrified by his touch. 

Her body felt more alive than it had felt in weeks, she had missed his touch 
so much and now that he was finally caressing her again it felt as if every 
nerve in her body was trembling with desire. She clung to his massive chest 
and wrapped her arms around his neck while her hips began a slow, gyrating 
motion as she ground her pussy against the hardness of his cock. She felt 
his hand tangling in her blonde pussy hair and then he once again slid his 
finger inside her cunt, and she began to tremble even more violently at his 
touch. 

"Oh honey more .. . more!" she gasped as he savagely tormented the tiny nub 
of her clitoris. He was eliciting a monumental arousal in her eagerly 
responding body with the friction his prodding finger caused, and for a 
second, she almost wished he would continue until she had an orgasm, she 
felt she had so many to release! 

"Oh . . . you're so good ... that's so good . . ." she moaned, and the words 
aroused Randy now fully out of his exhausted state. 

His turgid cock was throbbing and he squeezed her breast hard, knowing she 
liked the pain-pleasure. 

"Aaaaahhh. .. !" Rachael cried. She felt a stab of guilt as she realized she 
was experiencing pain, yet she liked it. The passion was building up inside 
the sleek dampness of her vagina. His fingers scraped mercilessly against 
the walls of her flooding pussy, going even deeper up inside her sizzling 
cunt. 

Rachael was moaning with delight now. "Oooooooh ... darling ... yes!" she 
wailed as she felt waves of joy swirling about in her brain. 

The lust-driven husband could feel the soft tissues of her pussy engulfing 
his hand as her body flopped about, out of control. He pushed her backward 
so that her body was almost under his. His own passions were reaching the 
boiling point, and he knew that he couldn't hold back much longer; he had to 
have the relief that fucking her would bring. 

God, but she's hot for me! he thought as he caught a glimpse of her 
lust-filled eyes. 

"Oh you feel so good... ssooooooooo good...!" Rachael purred in a deep 
throaty whisper. 

Lust twisted. Randy's handsome face as he gazed down at her lovely body. He 
enjoyed making love to her, and it aroused him to a fever pitch when she got 
turned on, so much that he was in a frenzy. 

"It's been weeks baby . .." he panted as he withdrew his fingers from her 
pussy, moving his body so that he could take his rigid cock in his hand, 
ready to enter her. 

Randy felt an unbearable desire, and a wave of pure lust passed over him as 
he pushed the head of his cock up against her damp pussy lips. Rachael 
moaned with delight as she felt his cock. In moments now, he would be 
ramming its full length up into her! Her desire was like a pain that tore 
her insides loose, and she felt as if she wanted Randy to torture her, treat 
her like a slut, pound his cock up into her cunt until it hurt beyond 
belief! She wanted to be completely dominated by him, flattened . . . 
pounded into nothingness! 

Now, her lust-crazed husband put his mouth on hers, and she felt his tongue 
go deep inside. Rachael writhed her lower body closer to his, wanting to 
feel his cock inside her. She bit at his tongue, then tangled hers with his 
as he gradually began to push his huge cock up into her hungry cunt. She was 
so damp that it slid in easily, burrowing into her nest, stretching the 
elastic walls of her vagina as it sank deeper and deeper up into her hot, 
eager body! "Oh . . . Randy ... Randy, darling ... more ... all of you!" 
Rachael gasped as her fingernails began to rake his back. She felt 
absolutely wild, her long legs went up around his strong back and she pulled 
him closer to her with her calves. 

This was heaven! This was what no other woman had ever felt! This was 
Randy-fucking her! Randy was riding her roughly now, using all his strength, 
receiving a lusty satisfaction as he felt his cock come up against the walls 
of her cunt, bringing cries of joyous satisfaction from her. 

She writhed beneath him, wanting every last inch of his cock as it slammed 
relentlessly up into her vagina, and she moaned her pleasure as her nails 
continued to claw at her husband's back. Oh God! She was in seventh heaven! 

Randy knew he couldn't hold back his orgasm much longer. He had been in need 
of her, exactly like this, hungry and eager, for too long. He began to speed 
his strokes into her cunt, gasping with the strenuous effort. Rachael's 
ravenous body begged for more with each movement, and sensing that Randy was 
approaching his climax, she abandoned all control. Her body was under 
complete control of her sexual desires, thrusting, bucking, writhing and 
moaning as she felt the beginnings of a giant orgasm forming inside her 
loins. 

Randy quickly changed positions, pulling her legs up over his shoulders, 
supporting her buttocks with his hands, literally pounding her hot cunt over 
his rigidly throbbing cock. His cock went even deeper up into her slanted 
pussy, and as he saw the half-dazed look in Rachael's eyes, Randy knew that 
she was ready. With a groan of abandon, he let his body go, launching into a 
series of deep, rapid thrusts that touched the very bottom of her cunt! With 
each stroke, Rachael moaned in joy as she underwent a series of minor but 
delicious little orgasms. But she held back the big one, knowing that it was 
going to be the greatest she'd ever known. She wondered suddenly if perhaps 
it wasn't worth it giving up sex with Randy for so long, for the pure 
lust-filled delight that he was now bringing to her. 

She felt his hot sperm begin to shoot up into her cunt, and she strove 
desperately to reach that beautiful apex of emotion that spelled utter 
delight. She felt panic set in as she realized that Randy was now almost 
motionless and that his cock was already becoming flaccid. She couldn't lose 
out on this glorious moment! She'd climb the walls if she didn't cum! But 
Randy's deflated cock slipped from her unsatisfied cunt and Rachael inwardly 
sobbed as she realized that he had past the point of no return. 

She could hardly believe what was happening, within seconds of pumping her 
full of his white hot semen, Randy was snoring beside her, totally oblivious 
of her anguished and unfilled needs. 

The distraught young wife tried to fight back the tears that struggled to 
escape from her, she fought and finally lost as they flooded her face, great 
tears of utter exhaustion and pain. To have come so close and to have failed 
to reach orgasm was more than she could bear. 

The anguished young wife pulled her legs together and clenched them tightly 
in an effort to contain the desires that still throbbed deeply within her 
hungry pussy but she couldn't. She had to have satisfaction .. . she had to 
.. . and even if she had to give it to herself she would have to do it! 

Her hand crept down her trembling body now to the soft folds of flesh that 
were hidden beneath the wetly matted tufts of her pubic hair, and her finger 
slid inside her pussy lips, seeking and finding the unsatisfied nub of her 
clitoris. A delightful feeling came over her, leaping from her quivering 
mound to rush past her belly and over the taut nipples of her breasts. 

Her fingers moved smoothly over her aching pussy, she massaged the nub of 
flesh that was her seat of pleasure and excitedly manipulated the sensitive 
areas on either side of it. 

She wondered vaguely if her husband would wake up but his snores told her 
that he was dead to the world and her breath came in jagged spurts now as 
she fingered her pussy faster and faster, Her other hand joined in now and 
her trembling fingers probed deeper and deeper into her aching cunt, in and 
out, over and under, around and around until her body was writhing and 
twisting from side to side wildly. Her buttocks began to undulate up off the 
bed now in an effort to ride along with her fingers. 

She could feel the mounting frenzy of her orgasm now and she knew that she 
would reach completion, she just had to, she couldn't miss satisfaction 
twice in one evening. 

Suddenly it was there and bursting from her body in a hot flood of passion 
that racked her very soul. Her body began to spasm now with the power of her 
arousal and she felt total and utter abandonment! 

It was over as quickly as it had come and then a feeling of humiliation and 
revulsion for the act committed swept over her. She felt conflict within her 
breast, one part of her knew that she had needed the satisfaction so 
desperately that she couldn't possibly have slept without it and the other 
part of her felt total humiliation and degradation. She turned then to her 
snoring husband and angrily clenched her teeth, "you fucker.. ." she 
muttered under her breath, "you selfish fucker, all you cared about was 
yourself, your precious orgasm, you didn't give a damn about me ... not a 
damn . ..!" she sobbed, beating the pillows with her fists and allowing the 
tears to flow freely from her eyes, "you just didn't give a damn about me!" 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Randy and Rachael Redford had spent a pretty silent breakfast, Randy was 
vaguely aware that Rachael was pretty uptight with him from the previous 
evening but he couldn't understand, as far as he was concerned they had had 
a great fucking session before he went to sleep. He was a coward too, he 
just didn't want to open anything up that would hold him in the house any 
longer than he needed to. He had a luncheon appointment with his agent and a 
movie producer, a very important movie producer, one who could make all the 
difference in his life, the difference between success and failure. He was 
one of the top men in Hollywood and Randy Redford didn't want to do anything 
that would interfere with his meeting him on time. He very carefully didn't 
mention anything that would lead the conversation around to the previous 
evening, in fact he hardly talked at all. 

* * * 

After a while Randy left the house and Rachael dressed for her luncheon 
appointment. She was having lunch with an old actress friend of theirs from 
New York, Sandra Deeson. Sandra and her husband Buddy had moved from New 
York a year ago when Buddy had gotten a Hollywood contract, they were now 
totally in the swim of movieland and Sandra had been extremely comforting 
and helpful to Rachael since they had moved out to L.A. 

Sandra Deeson was a good ten years older than Rachael and had seen a lot 
more of the world than she had, her advice was always so helpful, although 
Rachael promised herself that she wouldn't confide in Sandra about her 
problem with Randy. 

They had decided to lunch at El Capitan on Sunset Strip and Rachael arrived 
a little late and breathless. Sandra was already seated at a table sipping a 
long, tall drink, looking very elegant and poised and totally at home in the 
glamorous surroundings. 

They had only been chatting for five minutes when Sandra realized that 
something was really troubling Rachael, she sensed that it would be 
difficult for her to talk about it also but she knew she'd have to try to 
wrench it out of her young friend. 

"Something bothering you Rachael honey?" she inquired casually. 

"Whatever makes you think that Sandra?" 

"Oh I don't know, perhaps it's the way you just downed that drink, like 
there was no tomorrow or something. Why don't you tell sister Sandra about 
it, you know how good I am in such situations." 

"Nothing's really wrong, I just feel confused." 

"Which means that something is wrong between you and Randy, come-on spit it 
out," the older woman said persuasively. 

Rachael drank her second gin and tonic rapidly and brooded over whether she 
should confide in Sandra or not, she felt so guilty talking about her 
marital problems. 

"I think I would be right in saying that it has something to do with Randy, 
right?" 

"How did you guess?" said Rachael creasing her brow. 

"I'm an old married lady, remember? And I've been in Hollywood a little 
longer than you." 

The young wife thought now of how it had been since she had arrived in 
Hollywood. It was as if on the drive from New York, the closer they got to 
L.A. the further apart she and Randy had become. She thought also of the 
numerous times she had tried to talk with Randy about his constant absence 
from the house and on more than one occasion he had exploded and left the 
house. "Listen you fucking bitch," he had screamed at her, "you might have 
been content to live in that filthy little tenement in New York City and 
sell tacky clothes to hippies and to see me in off-broadway productions but 
it just wasn't good enough for me. I want the big time baby, the big time 
and if it means that I hang around the Strip and the Studios then that's 
what I'm going to do. I'll stop at nothing now to make it. .. do you hear?" 

Rachael tried to explain now to Sandra how things just hadn't been the same 
between she and Randy since they'd hit Hollywood, how he almost never made 
love to her anymore and when he did, it wasn't all that satisfactory. 

The lunch came then and the two women ate in silence, after a while Sandra 
said quietly, "well at least you used to have great sex, some of us haven't 
had that with our husbands in years." 

"I don't quite understand you Sandra," the young woman said in puzzled 
tones. 

"Listen honey, this is a dog-eat-dog world, by the time your old man gets 
back to you, he's a little used, if you know what I mean. The big fat dollar 
buys many an idealistic artist Rachael and you'll just have to make your own 
adjustments." 

Rachael's large brown eyes widened, "what do you mean Sandra?" 

"Well darling, what's good enough for the goose is good enough for the 
gander." 

"Sandra are you suggesting to me that Randy's sleeping with other women?" 

"Well, if he's not now, he soon will be. Believe me, I know, this is 
Hollywood. And more than one actor has been given a role because he slept 
with the right producer's wife. Oh don't look so choked Rachael, it happens 
by the hour around here." 

"I don't believe you," Rachael gasped. 

"Not now you don't but you will, believe me," the older woman smiled wisely, 
"and you'll get tired of masturbation after a while and want to have a real, 
live man to fuck." 

"Another man other than Randy, oh I couldn't... I just couldn't Sandra." 

"Never say that honey, you just don't know what you'll do, especially here 
in Hollywood. You just don't know. If Randy keeps this up, you're going to 
need a man and there are plenty of loose studs around here, especially for a 
girl as young and beautiful as you. You'll get tired of staying home and 
watching TV or having lunch with your girlfriend etc... . you'll reach the 
point that most of my other friends have reached . . . believe me. 
Especially when you read the papers and hear about Randy being out with 
other women. I've been through it this last year I can tell you." 

"Oh God! I just don't want to hear anymore," sobbed Rachael quietly. "I 
don't believe that Randy would do that." 

"Well, maybe you'll be lucky. Let's hope so for your sake Rachael... let's 
hope so. Oh damn ... look at the time, I've got to meet a friend. You know 
what I mean," the older woman smiled lewdly, winking her large blue eyes at 
the younger woman. 

"Oh ... yes ... yes," stammered Rachael, too embarrassed to fully look her 
friend in the face. "I'll pick up the tab." 

"Thanks darling, call me soon, uh... and remember what I said . . . think 
about it." 

* * * 

As Rachael Redford watched Sandra leave the restaurant she suddenly wondered 
if anything was sacred anymore. She had always thought that Sandra and Buddy 
had a good solid marriage and now she had found out that it was rotten and 
leaky like an old tub. I wonder how long it will be before my marriage is 
like that, she thought sadly to herself. She just couldn't get the picture 
out of her mind of her husband's angry face as he had stormed out of the 
house. A few more quarrels like that, she thought ruefully to herself, and 
it won't be long ... it won't be long at all. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Rachael had arrived back in Laguna to see Randy's car parked in the yard and 
her heart had brightened considerably, it had been so long since he'd been 
home for supper that suddenly she thought that perhaps a new regime had set 
in. 

Randy was in the shower and as he heard her enter the bedroom he called out 
to her, "Rachael where have you been, get yourself together quickly, we've 
been invited to Harry Gilman's house for a big party." 

"Who's Harry Gilman, Randy?" she enquired nervously. 

"Only the biggest movie producer in Hollywood, I had lunch with him today 
and he invited us to this party tonight. Oh honey, Harry Gilman is my big 
chance. He's thinking of using a virtually unknown for his next flick and 
he's really hot for me. We've got to make a good impression tonight, I want 
you to look your sexiest, I hear he's hot for blondes." 

Rachael Redford stiffened when she heard her husband's remark and muttered 
to herself that he must think she was a whore or something. Oh God! she 
gasped to herself, is it starting already! 

An hour later, sitting in miserable silence, Rachael stared out of the car 
window in dismay. She felt very uncomfortable going to a big Hollywood 
party, she had never been to one before and if they were anything like the 
cast parties in New York City she knew she wasn't going to like it. She 
never felt good in crowds, especially with actors; they all seemed to vain 
and clever, she just didn't know what to say. 

She looked absolutely stunning and she knew it. She was wearing a very low 
cut, black velvet dress. She looked absolutely stunning in black, it really 
showed off the delicacy of her skin and this particular dress had a plunging 
neckline which did everything to reveal her voluptuous breasts and cleavage. 
Randy had insisted she wear it. She looked over at her husband now in his 
tux, he looked like a million dollars and she knew that she was a lucky 
woman to have such a handsome husband. She groaned inwardly when she thought 
of all the beautiful women that were probably going to ogle him at the 
party, almost not aware of the sensation that she would produce herself. 

A butler opened the door and immediately a large, attractive man in his 
early fifties bounded up to them. He had grey curly hair that must have been 
quite black at one time and a pair of penetratingly deep blue eyes. "Randy, 
so glad you could come and, oh come on Randy, don't tell me this is Mrs. 
Redford ... where have you been hiding her. . . she's absolutely gorgeous," 
the older man beamed, taking Rachael's hand and kissing it gallantly. 

"Mr. Gilman, may I introduce you to my wife Rachael," Randy beamed proudly. 

As the older man leaned over Rachael's hand she couldn't help but be aware 
of how much he was staring at her firm white breasts as they spilled out of 
her softly clinging black velvet dress, she felt his desire for her oozing 
out of his very pores. 

The young wife looked away in order to escape the older man's penetrating 
gaze. 

"I hide her away at home mostly Mr. Gilman," Randy said nervously now, 
wondering why it was having such a strong effect on him to see another man 
ogling his beautiful wife. I mustn't be a fool, Randy thought to himself, if 
Rachael's beautiful body can get me a movie contract. .. why not let it! 

Rachael was suddenly aware that the older man had been holding her hand and 
bending over her for a long time and she motioned to him to let go of her. 

Harry Gilman blushed a little, he hadn't .realized how completely captivated 
he had been by Randy Redford's young and beautiful wife but he knew 
immediately that he would have to have her. Whenever a young woman of such 
obvious beauty and quality came into his life he always wanted them and he 
always got them ... he knew that his money and his power could get him 
whatever he wanted. 

"Well, well, I must attend to the rest of my guests Randy, I'll talk to you 
later... and you my dear," he smiled at Rachael and patted her hand once 
again. "You're welcome to my home, very welcome," he said meaningfully. 

"Oh wow honey, you really impressed the big man .. . that's good ... that's 
really good!" 

"Oh for heaven's sake Randy, I'm not a piece of merchandise. You're 
revolting do you know that, totally revolting." 

"Ummm... I wonder if you'll think that when I'm covering you with mink and 
diamonds." 

"Oh really Randy, I don't want those things, you know that." 

"You don't but I do, and I'm going to have the money to buy them, believe 
me," he scowled, creasing his handsome young face darkly. 

Just then Rachael felt her arm being pulled around and she discovered Sandra 
Deeson grinning at her. She turned back to her husband to tell him that 
Sandra and Buddy were at the party and discovered that he had disappeared 
into the crowd ... she suddenly felt very alone. 

"Isn't that just like a husband," Sandra chirped up, "here one moment, gone 
the next. Buddy did just the same thing to me. Well, don't let it stop you 
from having a great time at this party, oh look, there's a waiter with some 
champagne, let's get drunk, it's so much fun." 

The two young women drank their champagne in silence, Rachael staring off 
into the crowd in an effort to catch sight of Randy. 

"Don't bother Rachael, I'm sure he's lost for the evening just like Buddy. 
Have fun yourself, it's the only way. One thing I'll say for Hollywood 
parties, there's everything here. Especially the Gilman parties, they give 
the best. Have you met Alice Gilman yet, she's a stunning redhead, was Alice 
Montford before she married Gilman, a hot starlet. She doesn't bother with 
that now though, this is all the stage she needs," Sandra smiled surveying 
the glittering chandeliers and the sweeping staircase with hungry eyes, "boy 
what I'd give to own this house." 

"Sandra I'm going to look for Randy," Rachael pouted. 

"I wouldn't if I were you," warned Sandra, "I make a policy of never looking 
for Buddy, I just let him look for me. That way I don't bust anything up 
that he has going, it keeps our marriage together that way." 

"Well I'm sure that Randy isn't doing anything here," Rachael said shocked. 

"Honey one thing for sure, you just never know at a Hollywood party." 

"Well I need some fresh air Sandra, I'll see you in a while," Rachael said, 
picking up another glass of champagne as she made her way through the 
crowded room to the French doors on the other side of the room. 

Rachael Redford finally made her way through the room and out through the 
French windows, she gulped in the fresh air from outside and breathed deeply 
in an attempt to clear her lungs. She had never smoked cigarettes and they 
always bothered her so much. She closed her eyes now and felt the warm night 
air on her eyelids and could smell the ocean with her sensitive nostrils. 
She looked off into the darkness, there seemed to be a nice sweeping lawn 
and suddenly she felt an urge to walk on the soft grass. She slipped off her 
shoes and walked into the night. 

She had only gone a few feet when she heard sounds in the shrubbery off to 
her right, she looked over to see two figures locked in each other's arms. 
She could hardly believe it, what a risk to take so close to the house, the 
man's hands were under the woman's dress and they were writhing in a 
passionate embrace. The woman had long flowing red hair and Rachael caught 
her breath and wondered if it could possibly have been Harry Oilman's wife 
but then she dismissed the idea as being impossible. 

She stood quietly, knowing that she should probably walk away but finding 
herself not being able to quite do so. She found herself taken up with the 
passion of their embrace and the wildness of their abandon and then suddenly 
she felt her whole body spasm as the man turned over and she looked directly 
into the face of her husband Randy. No! it just couldn't be ... she must be 
dreaming... it must be a bad nightmare or something. She watched in horror 
and repulsion as her husband's hand played with the woman's now naked 
breasts, then his mouth crushed against hers, his hand went up her dress and 
as he pulled the soft material up Rachael could see that she wasn't wearing 
any panties. 

She felt so strange, she knew she should have stopped them but she found 
that she couldn't and she found that in an odd kind of way she was being 
turned on by the sight. Then she gasped as she saw her husband Randy pull 
out his enormously throbbing cock and plunge it all the way into her waiting 
pussy, suddenly she could stand it no longer and she turned and fled back 
towards the house. 

She ran right into the waiting arms of Sandra Deeson, she grabbed her shoes 
and allowed the older woman to lead her back into the house and into a small 
room off the main living room. It was library with great comfortable chairs 
and Rachael stumbled into one of them and began to sob uncontrollably. 

The older woman poured Rachael a large drink and handed it to her, "Here 
drink this, you'll feel better. I had a sense something was wrong, I saw 
Randy go out of the house with Alice Gilman and you don't have to tell me 
what they're up to out there ... I have a fertile imagination, I can guess." 

"Alice Gilman ... but-but why?" 

"Why . . . because she's the wife of the most powerful man in Hollywood and 
because he allows her to do that sort of thing, it seems they have some kind 
of agreement because he's no angel either. They're birds of a feather 
believe me." 

"What can I do?" 

"Nothing. If you know what's good for you, keep your mouth shut. I've been 
through this too." 

"You!" 

"Yes, how do you think Buddy got where he is, not without my help_ either.. 
. Harry Gilman's a damn good fuck!" 

"Oh Sandra!" the younger woman gasped. 

"I want you to know how it is baby, this is Hollywood remember. Don't be 
surprised if Harry Gilman doesn't call you up tomorrow and invite you out to 
lunch and whatever else he can get." 

"Oh no ... oh no, what's happening to me," sobbed the young wife. 

"You're growing up Rachael and you're finding out that it's a big bad world, 
so you'd better make the best of it. Now come on, dry-, your tears, put on 
your best face and come back to the party. Remember, it's all a big game so 
you'd better learn how to play it and Rule No. 1 is that a wounded wife 
never reveals her pain to anyone, other than her closest friends and 
especially not at a party. So chin up my girl, you'd better learn how to act 
happy, you'll be doing a lot of it if you stay in Hollywood, believe me ... 
a lot of acting." 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Rachael Redford could hardly believe it, but just as Sandra had predicted 
Harry Gilman had called her up that very morning to invite her to lunch. She 
had accepted the invitation, not knowing quite why but somehow feeling that 
it was some sort of revenge on Randy. 

She had dressed very carefully, making sure that the dress she wore was sexy 
and alluring without being too outrageous. She had chosen a silk print that 
clung to her curvaceous body in all the right places and showed off her 
voluptuous breasts perfectly. She wanted to excite Harry Gilman now, she 
wanted to see how far he would go and how far she would go. After spending a 
silent night with Randy, looking at his innocent looking face and knowing 
that he had fucked Alice Gilman, something had snapped inside of her and 
suddenly she wanted to beat him at his own game ... she just didn't care 
anymore suddenly about being a loyal young wife ... nothing seemed to matter 
out here in Hollywood ... nothing was sacred. 

She walked in Le Colony, the most exclusive restaurant in Los Angeles and 
immediately was led to a private booth tucked away in the back of the 
restaurant, she was expected, obviously Harry Gilman was well known there. 

Harry Gilman rose when she neared the table and complimented her on her 
beauty. Rachael sat quickly and immediately felt at home with the older man, 
he just has a way with women, she thought to herself. 

Lunch was a very agreeable affair and when Harry Gilman suggested that they 
continue their conversation in his private suite upstairs she readily 
agreed, knowing full well what it was that he wanted. She felt very loose 
and free from the drinks and she felt like hurting Randy somehow, this way 
was the only way she could think of, to give herself to another man. 

Fifteen minutes later, seated comfortably on a couch and sipping a large 
snifter of Brandy, Rachael Redford was quite aware that she was having an 
alarming effect on Harry Gilman. His eyes were burning into her body 
hungrily and she didn't flinch at all when she felt his hand touching her 
thigh through the silkiness of her dress. It felt good to her, she didn't 
reveal herself to him however but calmly sipped her brandy as if nothing was 
happening. Then she felt his hand slip under her dress and gently rub up and 
down her thigh, drawing ever nearer to her already burning pussy. She knew 
now with every fibre of her being that she wanted him to touch her there! 
She needed it! 

Suddenly the picture of her husband Randy shoving his giant cock into Alice 
Gilman's pussy flashed in her mind. Yes... by God she would make him pay for 
that! 

She felt the older man pulling her into his arms now and she felt a burst of 
passion flicker up her hungry thighs and she eagerly began to tongue his 
mouth, deeper and deeper into his mouth. She vaguely realized that 
everything was happening so much faster than she had anticipated it would 
but somehow it didn't matter! 

Neither did she think she would go all the way with Harry Gilman but even 
that didn't seem to matter to her now as his hand massaged her aching breast 
and he quickly and deftly exposed her quivering nipples. He bent and 
hungrily kissed each nipple, then he began to suck one of them eagerly. 
Rachael couldn't contain herself and began to tremble violently at the older 
man's expert touch. 

Suddenly his other hand was sliding up her damp thighs and as his fingers 
sought and found the opening of her pussy lips and went on up inside her 
cunt, she actually groaned with delight. 

She had no choice, she couldn't control the desire that was surging through 
her body now .. . she wanted him, she wanted him to fuck her madly. 

It all seemed a dream to her though until suddenly she felt him pulling at 
her clothes and then she realized what she was doing and panic started to 
rise in her throat. "No, no," she sobbed, tugging at her clothing, "Please 
I've changed my mind." 

"Too late now baby, you've got me too aroused to stop," the older man 
grinned lewdly, "come on let's go into the bedroom." 

The young wife hesitated and yet she knew that she wanted to feel his cock 
plunging into her belly and driving his white hot semen home to her but 
still she felt suddenly afraid. "I don't do this kind of thing Harry, it's 
not like me," she cried. 

"I know, I have that effect on a lot of women but they never walk out on me, 
especially when I've got them this aroused .. . come on Rachael you want me, 
you know it and if you're smart you'll see that this has everything to do 
with Randy's chances of starring in my new movie. You're not a fool Rachael 
and I'm the boss, the big man around here, remember that." 

It was then that Rachael finally admitted to herself that she had come to 
the restaurant to do this very thing, she was drawn like a piece of steel to 
a magnet and she couldn't quit now ... she just couldn't. She realized that 
in essence Harry Gilman was at this moment blackmailing her with Randy's 
career but she also realized that it was absolutely true what he was saying 
and she didn't think she could possibly deny her ambitious husband the 
opportunity to make it in Hollywood. Besides Sandra Deeson had done it, and 
God knows how many other movie wives. Suddenly she became aware of Harry 
Gilman's body grinding against hers again and a perverse pleasure began to 
form in her mind. She could satisfy her own needs and at the same time get 
even with Randy-even though she was actually doing him a favor by assuring 
him of getting the movie role. 

She couldn't help it either, it actually felt good to have the older man's 
cock rubbing against her. His tongue ravaged her mouth, and she began to 
return his kiss and she started to rub her body lewdly against his. She 
suddenly felt her emotions going out of control, and she bit his lips and 
tongue wildly, writhing in her need for sexual release. 

Harry's hand left her pussy and he groped for her breast, unconsciously 
doing the one thing that turned her up to a fever pitch, and he tweaked the 
nipple savagely. It sent shooting pains and indescribable pleasure through 
her body, and Rachael moaned with delight and animal lust. 

"Aaaahhh...." she moaned, and the raw lust in her body seemed to sear 
through her pores and explode in the room. 

Quickly the older man began to shed his clothes and Rachael's eyes were 
drawn irresistibly to his huge cock. It was much longer and fatter than 
Randy's and her cunt began to quiver with the 'desire to have it plunged 
full-length up into her. All thought of resisting had gone and the older man 
could sense that as he took his rigid cock in his hand and held it out to 
her. 

"Like it, baby?" he asked, drooling. "Mmmmmmm ... it's enormous," was all 
she could say. 

"Let's get into the bedroom quick, I can't wait much longer," he commanded 
and carrying the young woman in he placed her on the large King Sized bed 
where she lay with her legs widely spread, enjoying the look that came to 
his face as he gaped at her wide-open cunt! Rachael felt obscene and wanton 
and she loved it and she couldn't take her eyes off his out-size penis, she 
wanted it to sear into her hot flesh so badly she could almost taste it. 

The older man crawled up on the bed beside her now his mouth immediately 
fastening on her nipple and she cupped her breasts to give him even greater 
access to her firm, white breasts. He moved from one breast to the other 
while his hand played with her pussy. 

"Open your legs wider, baby, I want to lick that precious pussy of yours," 
he groaned. Rachael obeyed his command, she no longer cared about anything 
but the satiation of her desires and as he fucked her with his finger in and 
out she began to writhe and squeal on the bed with obvious delight. She 
could hardly wait for his plunging cock to enter her so full of pleasure was 
she now. 

"Oh baby, I can't wait much longer," the older man groaned and Rachael 
grabbed his head in an effort to communicate her own impatience to him. This 
was the first time she had cuckolded her husband and she was anxious to feel 
his cock inside of her. She reached down now and grabbed his turgid cock and 
began to squeeze it between her hungry hands, she liked the way it felt, the 
way it jumped at her touch. 

Harry Gilman loved it, he liked to know that a woman wanted his cock inside 
of her, it added fire to his already bloated ego and he loved it. 

"You are going to be fucked like you've never been fucked before, baby," he 
boasted. 

The blonde haired wife knew that he was speaking the truth before he even 
fucked her, she knew that everyone with a cock the size of his had to be a 
great fuck. She wasn't even aware of Randy's career now all she could think 
of was having his cock inside her . . . inside her soon! 

She could tell that his control was lessening and as he began to bite her 
breasts savagely she lifted her buttocks up off the bed and began to vibrate 
her entire body, writhing and squirming in wanton abandonment. She was like 
a wild animal now, nothing remained of the woman who had entered the 
restaurant only an hour ago. She absolutely adored the savage way he was 
biting her breasts, while his fingers were digging deeply into the tender 
flesh of her pussy, grappling for the nub of flesh that was the root of her 
passion. She was completely at his will now and he knew it, it almost seemed 
that he was taking his time and she knew that he was overwhelmed at the 
beauty of her body. "You're the one who should be a movie star," he gloated 
as his eyes roamed hungrily up and down the curves of the long blonde haired 
wife's voluptuous body. "You're beyond even Venus, baby," he groaned. 

He took his rigid penis now in his hand and mounted her writhing body. His 
cock jumped wildly as it contacted her smooth, damp flesh and he felt her 
taut nipples pressing into his hairy chest. His lust grew by the second. 
"God . .. you're the most desirable woman I've ever seen ..." he ground out. 

The lust-crazed movie-producer was pressing his swollen cock-head against 
the eager lips of her pussy now, and she spread her legs wider to take his 
monstrous rod up inside her. Harry's tongue was laving her lips, trying to 
penetrate the depths, and she bit at it savagely, enjoying his grunt of 
pain. She felt his rock-hard penis begin to enter the slippery interior of 
her cunt, and she started to facilitate his penetration. Rachael was too 
aroused now to enjoy the preliminaries, she wanted to get right to it, she 
wanted the feel of his swollen cock so deep inside her that it would feel as 
if it were coming out her throat! 

Suddenly the older man began to ram his cock up into her with wild abandon, 
each stroke plunging it's full length deep into her hot, slippery vagina. He 
put one of his strong hands on her breasts, massaging it roughly, tweaking 
the nipple, then kneading the soft mound of flesh in his fingers and palm, 
and every move he made seemed to drive Rachael to the heights of passion. 

Her husband was completely forgotten in her race for sexual fulfillment. 
This was a real man fucking her, not a little boy! 

"Your tits are fabulous baby," he mouthed into her open mouth. 

Rachael was beginning to ache for orgasm now and she increased her thrusting 
motions, trying to keep his loins in constant contact with her clitoris. 

He began to pound into her wildly now, without mercy, not caring what her 
responses were. She was driving him to a frenzy that could only be stilled 
the moment he shot his hot sperm deeply into her palpitating cunt. He 
plunged his cock to the very hilt now, feeling his testicles slapping 
against her buttocks at the culmination of each stroke. 

Rachael was conscious of a deep shooting pain each time his cock ripped into 
her cervix, and she wondered if a man could actually split a woman open. But 
the overall lusty joys she was feeling overcame all pain and she groaned 
with pleasure with each thrust. 

A blanket of utter sensuality seemed to engulf them both now and they hardly 
seemed aware of the other, so intense was their own pleasure. At last the 
blonde-haired wife screamed, "Yes... Harry, oh yes... I... oh... wonderful! 
Just keep on fucking me this way!" She knew she was babbling, not making any 
sense as his blood-engorged cock continued to slam into her and she felt his 
tongue plunge deeply into her mouth as unmercifully as his cock was ravaging 
her. 

Harry Gilman could hardly believe what he was experiencing, he had fucked a 
lot of women in his time but this bitch was the hottest yet. He knew that he 
couldn't hold back his orgasm more than a few more seconds and he wanted to 
make the most of these last few moments as he drove his steel-hard cock into 
her secret parts. 

"Oh God! it's so wonderful," groaned Rachael as she felt her own juices 
bubbling wildly inside her and she could feel the first jerking of her 
clitoris that signalled her oncoming climax. She arched her back and let out 
a piercing scream as she felt her orgasm burst out of her control, and her 
lower body began to jerk spasmodically, responding only to the now rapid 
hammering of Harry's pile-driving cock inside her. She felt the first hot 
jets of sperm as they splashed against her cervix, and then began to fill 
the void of her cunt. Her own juices bubbled forth, intermingling with his 
cum, and each time he thrust into her, it was as if a star were bursting 
inside her vagina. 

Harry Gilman wanted to give her the best orgasm she had ever had, his ego 
had to prove to him that he was the best, the greatest! His fiery sperm 
seemed to spurt endlessly up into her pussy, and he knew that she had 
launched into her own orgasm by the way her inner walls were convulsed. 

The wantonly abandoned pair peaked together now, their bodies riding the 
wave of their joint orgasm, in harmony writhing and thrusting against the 
giant bed until they were spent and collapsed in an exhausted pile and 
silence took over. 

* * * 

Rachael Redford felt more exhilarated than she had felt in years, she had 
wanted this man to fuck her, she had wanted him and it had nothing to do 
with the fact that he was a prime mover in her husband's career and her own 
welfare. Something deep inside of her had wanted this experience for herself 
and herself alone. She knew, somewhere inside her, that she was nothing 
better than a whore now, she had told herself she didn't care, somehow, she 
didn't know why, she didn't care. She felt no resentment against the older 
man, he had exalted her and she loved it... she had never been fucked so 
royally in her life and certainly her husband Randy had never been able to 
satisfy her fully this way... she was at peace with the world. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

"Champagne, my dear?" Rachael suddenly heard Harry Gilman inquire as he 
lifted up the telephone to ring for room service, "nothing but the best for 
you," he smiled lasciviously. 

"I love champagne Harry, how did you guess," Rachael answered, truly 
enjoying all the attention that the older man was giving to her. She knew 
that she had headed into this affair with the idea of revenge but she 
realized now that she was actually beginning to enjoy herself, it had been 
so long since Randy had paid any attention to her and Harry Gilman was 
reminding her of what she had been missing. She felt like a Queen sitting on 
a velvet cushion with the whole world at her feet. "I'd like to take a 
shower though first Harry, do you have a robe for me to wear?" 

"Plenty in the closet, my dear," the older man replied, dialing the 
telephone for room service. 

As Rachael opened the closet in Harry Gilman's bedroom, she fully realized 
that she was not the only woman he had entertained there, not only were 
there robes to fit her but robes of all sizes, she selected a very sexy red 
chiffon robe that fell in frills to the floor. 

As the young wife closed the bedroom door behind her and entered the 
bathroom she began to be aware of sounds coming from the other side of the 
room and she realized that the bathroom was placed between two bedrooms, of 
course she murmured to herself, that's where the other door from the living 
room led to. 

She leaned up against the door and was both horrified and not surprised at 
all to hear her husband Randy's voice and Harry Gilman's wife Alice. She 
heard her husband's unmistakable voice saying clearly. "You're so lovely,.. 
. such a sweet, sexy body, Alice. You were made for loving by a man like 
me." Then Rachael heard the sounds of him sucking lustily at her breasts, 
and she pictured him licking and nibbling at the fleshy mound, knowing that 
his hands must be busy elsewhere. 

She wondered vaguely if her husband would discover her with Harry Gilman but 
then dismissed the thought as she realized he was far too busy in the 
bedroom to worry about anything else. 

She felt so hurt, so lonely and abandoned and yet she knew that she deserved 
it all, after all she had just let Harry Gilman fuck and suck her royally in 
the very next room. Where will this all lead us, she thought to herself 
sadly as she realized that her marriage to Randy had taken a very strange 
turning since they had come to Hollywood. 

* * * 

Meanwhile Randy, in the other bedroom, was pulling Alice Gilman down on the 
bed beside him, his hands lightly caressing her body from top to bottom. His 
hands trailed over her quivering breasts and as he felt the dampness of her 
pussy and his fingers brushed the lips of her cunt, he felt his cock begin 
to throb insistently against the material of his pants. 

He suddenly gripped her firm buttocks in both hands, pulling her closer to 
him, kissing her passionately and murmuring words of endearment into her 
mouth through the kiss as their tongues lashed at each other's. 

Rachael could hardly stand it, she felt as though she wanted to tear the 
wall down. She felt Harry Gilman at the back of her now and as she turned 
she saw that he was grinning lewdly, obviously he enjoyed the sounds of his 
wife being made love to by another man. She realized that he was becoming 
aroused now also as she felt his cock begin to throb insistently against her 
and she too felt her love juices begin to ooze from her moistened cunt. 

Then she heard the sound of a zipper being opened in the next room and she 
heard Alice Gilman gasp as she obviously drank in the size of Randy's cock. 

Alice Gilman felt the love-liquid begin to seep from the end of her lover's 
cock and with expert stokes she began to push and pull the skin of his penis 
so that it covered the head, then peeled back to make the cock-head seem 
more swollen than ever. She became wildly aroused by the feel of it 
throbbing in her hand and she was already envisioning how wonderful it would 
feel stuck up inside her vagina. She felt Randy begin to play with her 
breast again and she winced under his glorious touch. Her hand on his 
burgeoning cock was maddening him and he moved his mouth to hers, licking 
her lips and her tongue, moving downward over her neck to her breasts, 
releasing her nipples and sucking and nibbling at them in a furious, lusty 
attack. 

Alice Gilman felt that she would cum any moment, she had never experienced 
orgasm before from just having her tits sucked but Randy Redford was 
bringing her dangerously close to it. She flailed her auburn hair on the 
pillow and invited him with her mysterious green eyes to give her everything 
that he had. She shifted her well rounded buttocks on the bed and felt an 
insane desire now to fuck wildly and she wished that he would shed all his 
clothes. Almost as if he could read her mind, Randy Redford began to peel 
off his clothes rapidly until he was as naked as she was. 

"Oh Randy," she groaned, "I can't wait, don't tease me too long. I want it.. 
. I want that lovely cock inside me. Fuck me darling ... fuck me hard and 
deep . .. fuck me now!" 

This was all that Randy had been waiting for and suddenly he realized that 
he had her complete under his control. He felt an insane desire to suck huge 
mouthfuls of her cuntal flesh into his mouth, hurting it, biting it... 
making it bleed, then soothing it, kissing it gently. He slid down her body 
licking at her flesh, plunging his tongue into her navel, laving her soft 
belly and finally, licking at the wet, hot lips of her cunt! 

Alice had spread her legs wide to allow him free access to her vagina. He 
looked hungrily at the sight of her parted sex before him, the pink interior 
peeking out at him temptingly from between the surrounding soft auburn hair, 
and the white smooth thighs extended to welcome him. He took a deep breath 
and hungrily plunged his mouth down over the spread cunt, his tongue quickly 
darting inside as his fingers spread her quivering pussy wider. His probing 
extended middle finger went inside, groping for her elusive clitoris. She 
gasped as his tongue went deep inside her, writhing like a serpent inside 
her burning cunt. She felt dizzy as the cool wetness of his mouth met the 
fire of her hot cunt, probing every tiny corner, bringing her to a peak of 
frantic desire that she couldn't resist, and she knew she wouldn't be able 
to last much longer without fainting or having an orgasm. 

"Suck me good Randy honey," she begged, "suck my whole cunt into your mouth. 
I love it!" she groaned and writhed wildly as his tongue seemed to touch the 
very depths of her cunt. 

Randy groaned with pleasure as he tried desperately to reach every recess of 
her steaming cunt with his tongue tip . .. unaware that his wife was only a 
few feet away, her ear pressed to the door panel, taking in every word and 
sound, while her face had the look of a stricken woman. 

It was all much worse than she could have imagined, Rachael Redford was 
being brought to an alarming state of reality as she heard her husband 
giving Alice Gilman such intense pleasure. Harry Gilman couldn't listen any 
longer, his own desire had been aroused too much again, he knew that he had 
to be satisfied by the trembling woman at his side and he grasped her body 
and quickly began to strip off the negligee she was wearing. 

Rachael tried to protest but she was almost in a dazed, dreamlike state, her 
attention was fully focused on the sounds coming from the other room and she 
almost didn't realize that the older man was undressing her. 

She began to sob softly now, muffling the sound with her hand. The aroused 
older man began to massage her breasts once again, tweaking the nipples, 
remembering how wildly the young woman before him had responded to that the 
first time they had made love. At first, Rachael hardly noticed, but as she 
felt his huge penis nestling between the round orbs of her firm buttocks, 
moving slowly and surely in towards her anus, she came alive to her 
surroundings and his presence. 

The blonde-haired wife felt a vague arousal beginning as the tip of his cock 
brushed lightly against her nakedly exposed little asshole and his steady 
manipulation of her nipples was eliciting a strong erotic response. She felt 
a strangely familiar rebellion rise inside her. She wanted to throw off all 
her inhibitions and just give way to the demands of her own sensual being. 
To hell with Randy! The bastard! 

"Want me again, honey," Harry whispered. He was beginning to wonder if 
Rachael was ready for an anal fuck, she seemed ready for anything and she 
was relaxing now a little. He removed his hand from one of her breasts and 
used it to guide the swollen head of his cock up into the soft resilient 
flesh of her anus, giving a slight push to penetrate it. 

"Get lost, you bastard," Rachael suddenly whispered between clenched teeth, 
"I'm not a dog." 

"Maybe not, but you're hot," he snapped, "come on baby, you might as well 
have a good time, your husband certainly is. How about a blow job. Wouldn't 
it feel good to have my cock shoved down your throat." 

Rachael was startled at the idea of him putting his cock into her mouth, but 
she felt a twinge of passion tickle her vagina at the thought and maybe even 
of him licking her pussy. 

The older man pulled her to the softly carpeted bathroom floor, half-pinning 
her body beneath him as he wildly sucked at her tongue, and then his mouth 
moved downward and began to suck one nipple, while his fingers groped 
roughly for her pussy. He inserted his fingers and began to pinch and 
massage her clitoris, and within a few seconds, Rachael found herself 
returning his sloppy kiss! She knew she wanted him to fuck her again, but 
she didn't want the other things he was suggesting. She had enjoyed his 
fucking to the limit, and she was in a mood for more-especially when she 
heard the voices from the other room. "Oh Randy," she heard Alice Gilman 
groan, "I wish you could eat me alive!" 

Harry Gilman spread Rachael's legs wider now and dug deeper into her cunt. 
Rachael heard Alice begging Randy, "Oh darling... fuck me. .. fuck me hard 
and deep and never stop ..." 

It seemed to fire her loins and she turned over on her back now and spread 
her legs wide, kissing Harry wildly as she raked his back with her 
fingernails. She almost wanted to scream aloud for Harry to fuck her so that 
Randy and Alice would hear, but instead she began to moan softly and one 
hand went down to grasp his rigid penis that was pushing into her side. She 
moved the loose skin back and forth, feeling the movie producer respond 
ecstatically, and he increased the savagery of his digital assault on her 
vagina. 

Alice was crying out in the next room for Randy to fuck her and as Harry 
climbed atop Randy's wife and began to thrust his turgid cock into her wetly 
quivering cunt, his hands went beneath her ass-cheeks, pulling her even 
closer and a bit higher. Rachael moaned wildly into her ear, "all of it 
Harry .. . every last bit of that wonderful cock! Fuck me. deep and hard . . 
.!" The lust-driven older man was lunging into her pussy now with long, even 
strokes, going even deeper, and titillating her dancing clitoris with each 
inward and outward stroke. He kept the blonde-haired wife in a state of 
bliss and her hips writhed to match his thrusts. 

Rachael Redford didn't care about anything any longer tides of desire ripped 
through her now and she felt herself becoming more and more of a whore with 
each thrust of Harry Gilman's cock. She began to babble wildly, "fuck me 
Harry ..... fuck me good!" 

She reached up and pulled the older man's greying head towards hers, bring 
his mouth down fiercely on hers. She thrilled as she felt his rampant cock 
beat against her cuntal walls and she liked the sound of his testicles 
slapping against her sweating ass-cheeks as he plunged his pounding cock in 
to the hilt. His movements were harder and faster now, she was no longer 
aware of any sounds coming from the next room so completely attuned was she 
to the wild thrills that were racing through her body from Harry's cock 
inside her cunt. 

Suddenly she felt herself mounting her climax, "Oh Harry ... I'mm ... I'm 
going to cum ... do it to me .. . make me cum, shoot your juices into my 
cunt....!" 

Harry Gilman was more than ready, this woman seemed insatiable. He had to 
have relief or he felt his sperm swollen balls and throbbing cock would 
burst. He surrendered all control, allowing his body to move automatically 
in the last stages of orgasm. He felt her movements quicken, her breath now 
only gasps, and then the first spurt of semen shot from his cock and Rachael 
felt her clitoris begin its dance of ecstasy as her cunt began filling with 
his juices. 

"Ooooooohhhhhh . . . Harry .. . drive it in me harder... harder!" Rachael 
begged. The young wife's back was arched so sharply she almost felt as if 
she were bent double, she continued to thrust upward however to meet his 
lunges. 

"Oh my God!" gasped the older man, "what an incredible fuck you are Rachael 
baby!" 

The young woman felt one last burst from the older man and she wriggled 
wildly to receive as much of his already deflating cock as she could. She 
felt glorious, triumphant, her body whole and full of fire. She felt 
fulfillment beyond her wildest dreams and she realized that although he used 
her brutally he gave her more than ever man had ever given' her in her life. 
He had been around and she could tell, he had learned how to make a woman 
vibrate with passion from her head to her toes, throughout every pore and 
cell of her body ... he made her feel like a goddess! 

* * * 

"Don't wait any longer, fuck me now," begged Alice Gilman in the next room 
as Randy Redford lifted his face from her passion-drenched pussy, his lips 
glistening with the dew of her cum. 

Randy Redford looked at the wife of Hollywood's biggest movie producer and 
saw how her beautiful face was contorted with lust and passion. It made him 
feel big to know that he had caused her to writhe this way, she wanted him 
... him ... just a nobody . .. just a nobody for now anyway. 

He licked his lips and stared hungrily at her open spread legs and pulsating 
cunt. His pulsing cock seemed to go unbidden to the opening and he saw her 
tremble as his giant rod of male-flesh pressed against her pussy lips. He 
guided his penis into her and as it slid easily into the wetness of her 
pussy, he put his hands on her hips and began to move his cock in and out. 

Alice Gilman spread her legs as far as she could in an effort to engulf his 
lust-swollen penis-to use it to drive her to the limits of her sexual 
pleasure. She was already moist and his stabbing cock met no resistance. The 
young woman began to moan with ecstatic pleasure now as he drove his cock in 
and out of her aching cunt, she felt him penetrate deeper and deeper into 
her and she whimpered passionately, running her long fingernails up and down 
his back, digging them into his sweat-glistened back with the anguish of her 
release. 

It gave Randy Redford a great sense of power to be fucking Harry Gilman's 
wife and as he plunged into her cunt with powerful strokes, using the 
muscles of his thighs and buttocks to drive his cock up into her, he knew 
that she was going out of her mind with pleasure. Her body began to shake 
uncontrollably now and her breath was becoming more and more labored as he 
plunged his penis further and further into her writhing belly. He wanted to 
touch the very bottom of her cunt, he wanted her to remember this orgasm as 
long as she lived. Their bodies ground together and Randy began to moan as 
he felt his own juices begin to rise inside his loins. 

Then he felt the sudden and glorious spurting of his semen into her hot 
cunt, and he let his whole body go, abandoning himself to the greatest 
pleasure he had ever known. She was jerking spasmodically in the final 
stages of her orgasm, and he plunged his spurting cock into her as he felt 
the last jet of semen rush from his cock, burying it deep inside her, 
wallowing in the pleasure of the hot flesh that engulfed it. 

Oh God! he wanted this to go on forever, he wanted it never to end. He 
wanted to feel his hot cum spurting into her hotly quivering cunt forever 
and ever and ever. He felt like a King, like a Giant of a Man riding his 
enormous black stallion over the desert sands. She was his woman, he was 
giving to her what no other man had ever given her, his gloriously 
triumphant tool, his great male cock. She was his forever! 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Now there was only silence in the room and suddenly Randy Redford felt a 
little uneasy. Thoughts of Rachael began to float into his mind now, he 
didn't know why, he certainly hadn't thought of her the last time he'd 
fucked Alice, nor earlier on for that matter but he found now that he just 
couldn't get her out of his mind. 

He decided that he would go home earlier today immediately after his 
rehearsal, he would surprise her, suddenly he felt that he'd been a pig to 
her of late and he would try to make it up. He couldn't stand to be in the 
room with Alice any longer, he didn't know why, all that he knew was that he 
had to get out. 

He headed for the bathroom and found that it was locked, "Fuck, the 
bathroom's locked," he groaned. 

"So what honey, you smell good ... I like it," Alice cooed, totally unaware 
of what was going on in Randy's mind. 

"I can't go home like this, I stink," he exploded suddenly. 

"Oh my, aren't we touchy! Are you worried all of a sudden that Rachael's 
going to smell a rat. .. oh that's funny," giggled Alice. 

"No it's not funny. I'm not thinking of Rachael, I just don't like to stink, 
that's all, anything wrong with that?" 

"No .. . no, calm down Randy. Maybe Harry had a woman in the other bedroom 
and doesn't want to be disturbed." 

"Oh boy, you two sure have a great marriage," sneered Randy. 

"I wouldn't knock it if I was you baby, it might get you a fat contract and 
a lot of money. Besides Harry and I have a great relationship, he doesn't 
question me and I don't question him. He pays all the bills and gives me a 
fat allowance, I'd be a fool to complain, believe me. 

"I'm sorry Alice, I don't know what got into me, that happens to me 
sometimes when things don't go exactly my way." 

"I know, I know you actors are all alike. Temperamental, it's called." 

"Can I see you again," Randy asked. 

"You can bet on it," Alice grinned, "I'm not going to let you slip through 
my fingers honey, you're too hot to send packing." 

"Good." 

"You'd better get out of here quick though," Alice warned him, leaning over 
and grabbing his cock in her hand and massaging it, "it wouldn't take me a 
minute to have your beautiful cock inside my mouth and as hard as a rock." 

Randy Redford suddenly felt like a King again. To hell with guilt, to hell 
with Rachael, this woman wanted him, she wanted him and who knows who else 
would want him. Things were just beginning to pop for him in Hollywood, he 
couldn't wait to hit the good times. 

He dressed quickly, leaning over and kissing the seductively reclining woman 
on the mouth before he left, "Don't forget me," he warned. 

"Don't worry, I couldn't," the young woman called back, licking her lips and 
running her hands lasciviously over her voluptuous body. "I'll call you soon 
darling .. . and thanks," she groaned, kissing her hand as she did so. 

Almost the moment that Randy Redford left her bedroom, Alice Gilman heard 
the door open and she swung around to meet her husband face to face. 

"Were you listening, you dirty old man?" she giggled. "Did you get a hard 
on?" 

Harry Gilman grabbed his wife and held her tightly as he laughed a deep 
rocking belly laugh! 

"You horny bitch, you just couldn't wait to have that stud fuck you and suck 
your hot little pussy, could you. Don't I give you enough," he chuckled. 
"Maybe I'd better take care of you right now, then you wouldn't be chasing 
after all the young boys." 

Suddenly his ego overcame the older man and he asked, snarling. "Is he a 
better fuck than me. 

"Oh come on you egotistical old bastard," Alice said angrily, "I don't pry 
into your business, don't you pry into mine, besides I saw the way you were 
ogling Rachael Redford the other night. Did you make it with her already," 
she asked sharply. 

"Oh come on Alice, let's not get into this, remember our pact." 

"Well you started it Harry. Don't push me around. And don't try to tell me 
that you haven't gotten Rachael to spread her pussy for you yet with the 
threat of Randy's career hanging over her. It's your usual routine isn't 
it?" 

Both of them were growing tired of the harassment now, they knew that they 
were stepping outside the boundaries of their rules of non-interference in 
the other's games. Alice knew that for some reason however Harry felt 
threatened by Randy Redford just as in some strange kind of way she felt 
threatened by Rachael. 

Alice Gilman lay back on the bed now massaging her breasts, moving her hands 
up and down her loins and beginning to rub on the lips of her pussy. She was 
deliberately trying to arouse Harry now, she knew that it was the only way 
to calm things down between them. After all she knew that she had a good 
thing going and she didn't want to do anything to upset her meal-ticket. 

"Hold on baby," she heard her husband chuckle, "I've got a surprise for 
you." 

Alice Gilman awaited her husband's return impatiently, she felt sure that he 
had a present for her, he usually did when he used that tone of voice but 
she wasn't quite ready for the surprise that he had this time as she heard 
him enter the room and she looked up into the face of Rachael Redford. 

"Oh come on Harry, how could you do that, bringing a woman in here when I'm 
naked." 

Rachael Redford was stunned, she had no idea that anyone was still in the 
bedroom, she had presumed that both her husband Randy and Alice Gilman had 
already left the building. She looked down at her lover's wife and she 
couldn't help admitting she had one hell of a gorgeous body. 

She became aware now of the wisecracks that the husband and wife team were 
throwing to each other and suddenly she felt nauseated and humiliated beyond 
belief. She tried to run out of the room but Harry Gilman was holding her 
firmly and he began to tweak her breasts wildly now in an effort to arouse 
her. 

"You pigs, you dirty animals," she screamed at the pair of them. 

"You're right Rachael, please forgive our outrageous behavior, we didn't 
mean to hurt you," Alice Gilman said as she walked over to Rachael, "Oh my, 
you're really beautiful, Harry I do congratulate you on your good taste," 
Alice said eyeing Rachael up and down. 

Suddenly Rachael felt the other woman's hand dive underneath her skirt, 
quickly sliding up and touching her pussy. 

"Oh my and she doesn't have any panties on . . . did you fuck her yet 
Harry?" she asked calmly. 

Rachael could hardly believe what was happening to her, it was like a dream. 
She felt Alice playing with her pussy and Harry kneading her breasts and her 
mind reeled wildly. She realized that both of them held her marriage in 
their hands, a word from either of them and it would all be over between 
Randy and herself, she knew she would have to submit to their lewd demands, 
she knew that she didn't have any choice, and she couldn't ruin Randy's 
career at this important time, she just couldn't. 

Harry's hands had gone around to her back now and he was unzipping her 
dress. She made no effort to resist as he slid it on down and over her feet. 
She had no bra and no panties on and suddenly she stood naked before the two 
of them. She looked at Alice Gilman's face and she saw that it was contorted 
with lust. 

"Oh God! you're beautiful Rachael," Alice gasped, "look at the flow of those 
thighs . . . the way her hips curve . . . her belly and her breasts! I don't 
blame you for wanting to get into her pants Harry, really I don't" And 
suddenly Rachael felt like a slave being priced in the marketplace. 

"I hope he didn't hurt you too much with that monstrous cock of his, my 
dear," Alice said in mocking tones and Rachael found herself being led and 
pushed down onto the bed by the lust-filled wife. She felt Alice spread the 
lips of her cunt with her fingers and Rachael began to sob with the 
humiliation of what she was being submitted to. 

"Don't cry honey," she heard Alice say in soothing tones, "I won't hurt you, 
I promise. I don't have a big fat cock you know. I'm going to show you a 
world of pleasure that I bet you've never experienced before." 

Harry Gilman broke into a raucous laugh. "Too bad you don't have a cock like 
mine to use," he sniggered. 

"Oh come on Harry, you'll make Rachael think I'm a lesbian. You know how I 
love men, besides this is a very special occasion." 

Suddenly Rachael began to understand fully that Alice Gilman was going to 
make love to her and the thought of being touched by a woman caused her 
entire body to vibrate with fear. She couldn't believe they would submit her 
to such an act and yet she knew that she wouldn't be able to escape from the 
insane couple's demands. 

"No .. . no, please," she sobbed as Alice's hands moved over her body, 
playing with her breasts and her pussy. Rachael was so exhausted both 
emotionally and physically however she didn't know if she could resist, even 
if she wanted. 

Insane desires started to arise in Rachael now as the auburn-haired wife of 
Harry Gilman started to knead her breasts and travel ever so slowly down her 
belly to her secret sanctuary of womanhood. She looked across at the older 
man and saw that his entire face was twisted in an insanely lustful grin, 
she glanced down at his cock and saw that it was bulging wildly in his 
pants, "Come on," she heard him say, "let's get moving, honey, I'm going 
crazy just looking at you two." 

Rachael was mesmerized now. Her nipples had grown taut and her cunt was 
filling with her own juices. Alice was definitely bringing her to an arousal 
that she couldn't understand. As the young wife's head bent forward and her 
tongue licked at the taut nipple, she arched upward in pleasure, the 
watching movie producer chuckling, "oh boy, she really digs it honey!" 

The blonde-haired wife's legs were spread wide now and as she felt Alice's 
tongue tickling and arousing every bit of her flesh, she hated herself for 
feeling passionate and desirous. She knew that Harry was watching her 
closely, staring hungrily into the widespread lips of her cunt, waiting for 
his turn-although Rachael couldn't imagine what he could contribute to 
lesbian lovemaking. 

Rachael was hopelessly aroused now and as Alice's long fingers plunged into 
her moist, hot cunt she responded eagerly, despite herself and she felt her 
darling little bud of a clitoris begin to vibrate with uncontrollable waves 
of passion. 

Alice began to move downward now, her naked breasts brushing against 
Rachael's skin as she did and Rachael found herself fighting a desire to 
knead them and suck them. As Alice's fingers probed deep inside her pussy, 
she began to writhe and moan, her sobs giving way to the waves of excitement 
that emanated from her cunt! 

"Some innocent wife," Harry chuckled. 

"I think she is," Alice said defensively. "I'm excited to think that we are 
going to initiate her into this special way of making love, she'll soon see 
how good things can be when you let go of your concepts," Alice said further 
tormenting Rachael's cunt with her fingers. Rachael unconsciously spread her 
legs wider now, tossing her head from side to side and moaning with delight. 
She couldn't help it, Alice's hands on her pussy were driving her to the 
heights of passion. Her fingers inside her cunt were too potent and she 
realized that she would have to go the whole way .. . she wanted to feel the 
young woman's tongue probing inside her as deeply as her fingers now were. 
She had to know the ultimate pleasure of the lesbian! 

Rachael became like putty now under the expert caressing of Alice Gilman, 
she could hardly believe that she was letting another woman make love to her 
and yet she was! Oh God! she could hardly wait to feel her mouth on her 
cunt! 

Alice's fingers finally touched the very depths of her vagina and Rachael 
screamed in pain-pleasure. At that moment Harry Gilman moved up and grasped 
her buttocks, holding her firmly against the attack of his wife. 

"She's a tight little cunt!" he gloated. "Probably had only one man in her 
life-before today!" 

"You and your big prick," Alice said scornfully. "I just hope you haven't 
spoiled it for a real lover!" 

"Get on with it," snarled Harry Gilman anxiously for the action to really 
begin. 

"Spread your legs wider Rachael," commanded Alice, "I really feel love for 
you, don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you . . . just relax." 

Rachael's mind was racing desperately now, she knew that she had to go along 
with the whole perverted act, she had to let them go all the way. She would 
never admit it to anyone and hardly to herself but she felt at this moment 
that Alice and Harry Gilman were only uncovering her own perverted nature-in 
truth she had always wanted to experience something like this. 

She spread her legs wider now and let herself go completely, hopelessly 
aware of Harry's pinching and Alice's fingers inside her. Now she knew for 
certain that she needed so much more than Alice's fingers. She wanted her 
cunt filled with the delicious feeling of flesh, whether it was tongue or 
cock. 

She felt Harry's hands leave her buttocks now and she felt his mouth on her 
breast. It produced the same wild thrills in her that she had become used 
to, and his fingers were not twisting and tormenting her nipples, almost to 
the point of turning her off, so violent had his touch become. 

"She's ready, lover .. . want to put your cock in her?" Alice smirked. 

"I'm not sure, she's got such a beautiful ass ... and I haven't been 
there...." His hands went to the crevice between her ass-cheeks, and she 
felt his finger begin to explore the tight sphincter of her anus. At first, 
he just tested its ability to engulf his extended middle finger but it slid 
in so easily that he began to run the finger in and out of the tight opening 
up to the hilt. 

Rachael screamed at the sudden pain she felt, and Harry said excitedly. "She 
must be a virgin here, honey!" Rachael tried to move away from this new 
attack but both Alice and Harry pushed harder into her orifices. "Ohhh ... 
please . . . she begged, knowing that her plea would go unheeded. 

She had never known such pain, yet she felt a perverse stab of pleasure. All 
she could think of was that she wanted to faint in order to get away from it 
all. She pulled and wiggled, but Harry persisted in shoving his outstretched 
middle finger in and out of her and Alice had her vagina impaled on her long 
fingers. Rachael had reached a point where the pain grew exquisite. She was 
floating in space, on a sea of pleasure, where wave after wave of ecstasy 
rolled over her. She felt she would burst as their fingers cruelly probed 
her most intimate recesses. 

She wanted more now as the first fleecy clouds of orgasm moved through her 
body and as her body began to writhe and jerk uncontrollably, Harry and 
Alice became even more lustful. Rachael's orgasm came with a sudden rush, as 
if a tidal wave of passion had engulfed her. Her entire being shook with the 
intensity of it. She gasped and gulped and screamed as she experienced the 
most devastating orgasm of her life! 

As Harry watched the helplessly impaled young wife in the throes of her 
orgasm, he gasped. He had never seen such a complete degree of sexual 
fulfillment. Alice's face was a mask of lust and her nipples were taut as 
she slowly relaxed her attack. Harry's emotions were turbulent, he wished 
that his cock could have produced such a mighty climax in the young woman's 
cunt and his ego was bruised. 

He must have her now and he motioned to his wife that he wanted to mount the 
satiated woman. Nothing could thrill a woman like a male penis, he knew it. 
He played with his cock now staring at Rachael's exquisitely naked body, she 
lay relaxed, her legs spread, her breasts heaving with receding emotion. 

Harry's eyes were glued to Rachael's still vibrating pussy as his hands 
moved up and down his cock, he had intended to fuck her but now the exciting 
motion of his own hand felt so good he didn't feel he could stop. 

Suddenly Rachael became aware of the sound of Harry's hand slapping up and 
down on his huge cock, she didn't want to open her eyes but then she felt a 
sticky wetness on her body, on her breasts and her face as his cock spurted 
out jet streams of semen. Her eyes flew open and she saw Harry kneeling 
above her, his cock a giant fountain of white hot cum, his face contorted 
with passion and great grunts of pleasure issuing forth from his throat. 

Oh God! she wanted to be sick, she wanted to escape, this was the end, this 
was the final humiliation to be covered almost from head to toe with this 
obscene man's cum. She longed now for the simplicity of her cottage in 
Laguna and the ocean, her little garden and the few homely possessions that 
she had brought with her from New York. Oh God! what had happened to her . . 
. could she ever regain the innocence she had lost today ... would she ever 
be able to look her husband squarely in the face again as his faithful wife 
... Oh God! now she wanted to die, to escape from this den of iniquity to 
remove forever the shame and humiliation of her ravishment but she knew she 
couldn't . . . she knew she would never be the same ... never. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Rachael Redford didn't know how she got home to her little cottage on the 
bluff overlooking the ocean, she felt that someone else other than herself 
must have driven the car. She prayed all the way home that Randy wouldn't be 
home, she prayed that she would be allowed to go to bed and sleep and not 
face him for hours and hours. Enough hours she hoped to wipe away the 
degradation of the day. She remembered that he had said that he would be 
home earlier on in the day but now she prayed that something had come along 
to detain him... anything but to see him now, she sobbed to herself. 

Randy wasn't home and Rachael breathed an enormous sigh of relief, she 
didn't feel hungry, she didn't feel to do anything but to take a long hot 
shower, to wash all remnants of Alice and Harry Gilman from her body and to 
rest... to rest and recuperate from what had been the most horrific day in 
her life. 

Even her shower was like a dream, she felt as if she was watching herself 
perform all her functions and she realized that she had been so freaked out 
by the day's events that in some ways she was in a state of shock. She knew 
that sleep was the only answer, sleep would cure her exhausted body and 
tormented mind. 

Several hours later after having dipped into the deep peaceful ocean of 
sleep, she became foggily aware that something or someone was tugging at 
her. It was like a dream but she knew it wasn't a dream, it was a familiar 
touch and as the presence drew her out of her slumber she realized that it 
was her husband Randy. He was massaging her breasts now and at his touch, as 
always, she felt the stirrings of passion in her loins. 

Randy was growing excited now, at first he wasn't sure if Rachael was too 
deeply asleep to be aroused but now as her body began to undulate on the bed 
rhythmically to his manipulations he felt his enormous rod of male hardness 
begin to rise and pulsate it's eager head. 

He explored her warm moist cunt now with probing fingers and she moaned as 
he mercilessly increased the intensity of his plungings. He watched as she 
began to come more and more alive and his lust increased in proportion to 
his expanding cock. 

He had to have Rachael tonight-it hadn't been enough to fuck Alice earlier 
on in the day-he had to have his wife as well. 

"Honey ... come on, wake-up," he pleaded with his drowsy wife, "Randy wants 
to put his cock in your nice warm pussy honey." He leaned over now and 
sucked up one of her taut nipples into his mouth and began to nibble and 
tease it lovingly. 

If there had been any doubt in Rachael's mind as to whom it was that was 
waking her, all such thoughts flew away now as she felt Randy's mouth fully 
on her breast. No one else knew how to suck and caress her this way, so 
perfectly, so erotically, so totally. 

She arched her back up now and enjoyed the shock of Randy's fingers sliding 
deep into her cunt and she screamed out with pleasure as his fingers probed 
the very depths of her. 

Randy gasped now and crawling up onto the bed he placed his throbbing cock 
into the slit of her hot, eager cunt. She moved mechanically beneath him, 
positioning her pussy so that she could accommodate Randy's stiff cock 
fully. 

The black-haired husband couldn't wait any longer, his cock felt like it was 
about to burst. He flung his body atop hers and his cock rammed into her 
wide-open cunt like a piston in a combustion engine. The hard wide head of 
his turgid penis burrowed deeply up into the softness of her pussy, slamming 
against the wet walls of flesh, bringing her pain and pleasure at the same 
time. Rachael let out a wild scream of pain now which fully brought her to 
consciousness as she felt Randy's powerful cock thrusting into her ... he 
was like a madman, like one possessed! 

Randy felt like a god as he hammered his cock into her with strong brutal 
blows. He knew that in a way he was raping her against her will but he 
didn't care, for some reason he wanted to punish her and he didn't know why. 

"Come on baby, you like it rough," he groaned, suddenly pulling out his rock 
hard penis from her throbbing cunt. He looked down now at her jiggling 
buttocks and instinctively he reached down and inserted his middle finger 
into the crevice of her ass, tentatively touching the tight puckered flesh 
of her anus! 

"Spread it baby," he commanded. 

Rachael was too scared now to disobey, she had never seen Randy in this mood 
before, she spread her legs out as far as she could, her toes touching both 
sides of the bed. His extended finger went inside her anus now, probing, 
hurting and causing her to wince and shrivel beneath the painful attack. 
After a few seconds she felt another finger inserted into her tight anus and 
she couldn't control her screams of pain. 

Randy relaxed his fingers a moment and then he went even deeper inside her 
rectum, enjoying the feel of the resilient flesh that gave way unwillingly 
to his fingers. Deeper and deeper he went and Rachael found herself growing 
dizzy, she wanted more, she wanted more of his fingers filling her anus ... 
she wanted his cock! 

"Please honey," she begged. "All the way, do it all the way." 

She felt his fingers leave her anus and she even heard the sucking, indecent 
sound they made. Then Randy's body was on hers and she shivered in 
anticipation of his huge cock being shoved deep into her rectum. 

"Get your ass up! Get up on your knees!" She heard her husband command. 

The lust-driven wife obeyed instinctively, presenting him with the 
widespread moons of her buttocks, resting her hot face on the pillow, 
feeling shame, yet triumph! 

"Get with it, honey," Randy snarled, "put my cock into that tight little 
asshole of yours." 

Rachael grasped his rock-like cock now and tentatively wondered if she could 
take it all up inside her. It seemed impossible that her anus could contain 
this monstrous cock! 

Randy leaned back so that he could see his cock enter her anus, and he 
gasped as it began to penetrate the brown-pink spot. The head of it was 
engulfed, then another millimeter of flesh as he continued a steady stroke 
into her anus. He groaned as the resisting outer ring gave way under his 
assault and his cock popped inside her with a sudden rush. He felt her shove 
her ass-cheeks up even higher, as if to take it all, and it elated him. 

"Aaaahhh . . ." Rachael screamed, her face contorted with pain but her inner 
being was demanding that he go even deeper. She wished he would use his 
fingers now to soothe but excite her clitoris, she prayed that he would as 
she felt him push his cock deeper into her anus with a sudden movement. 

Kneeling above her, Randy watched the little hole expand as his cock 
penetrated ever deeper and the reddish flesh seemed to be clinging to it 
tenaciously. Gradually, the presence of his huge cock became exhilarating 
and Randy gasped in awe as he watched his entire cock disappear deep into 
her rectum-right up to his bush of black pubic hair. His balls ached and his 
penis felt as if it would explode as he buried his cock into her anus, and 
he was further excited by the manner in which Rachael was flailing about, 
giving him entire access to her rectum! 

She was his completely, she was his slave and he felt that he could do with 
her as he wished. He dug his cock deep into her rectum and left it there 
while he looked at the depth to which he had penetrated. He tried different 
tactics now, he pulled his cock out until only the head remained in her 
anus, then plunged it in hard and deep. He knew that he could come at any 
time, but he was enjoying the sensation too much to have it end now. Rachael 
was trembling with excitement now and she slid a hand between her legs ad 
began to massage her clitoris. It was a new and thrilling sensation to be 
stimulated from the front and the back at the same time. 

He began to ram rapidly into her, hard and fast, battering her trembling 
buttocks with his hips. He clenched her waist had with his hands, his 
fingers digging into her flesh. His breath was coming in pained gasps now, 
and he knew he had never felt more excited in his life. He pulled the cheeks 
of her buttocks farther apart with his hands, and his fingernails began to 
scratch her skin. 

Rachael ground her buttocks around and around as Randy's huge cock 
penetrated her anus fully, she felt his cock throbbing as he had never felt 
it before. 

"Honey ... oh honey, I'm cumming . . ." Randy groaned. "Fuck me back .. . 
screw back, make me cum in your ass!" He had almost lost control but now he 
lunged in and out again, groaning loudly at each mighty thrust until he felt 
his sperm catapulting out in wave after wave into her pulsating anus. They 
rode the ride of their new-found passion now, both fully opened from their 
earlier experiences of the day, both giving to each other as they had never 
given before. Wave after wave of ecstasy shook their entwined bodies as they 
scaled the heights of their passion until finally they collapsed on a heap 
on the bed, satiated, exhausted and exhilarated beyond words. 

Hot tears of relief and satisfaction began to spill down Rachael's cheeks 
now as Randy held her tightly, still rocking her body to and fro on the bed. 

"Oh baby," she heard him groan, "oh baby, you are so beautiful, I can't stop 
now, I want you again. Suck my cock baby, suck my cock and let me cum in 
your mouth. Let's make love all night long!" 

Rachael leaned over her passion-spent husband now and tenderly taking his 
deflated penis in her hand she started to manipulate it back and forth until 
she felt it spring to life in her expert fingers, "now," she heard Randy 
groan, "now put it in your mouth baby, oh suck me!" he moaned and Rachael 
knew that the night had just begun! 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

As Rachael watched Randy pull out of the driveway and head his car towards 
Los Angeles she felt a bitter pain deep in her heart. They had made such 
exquisite love all night long that she could hardly bare to see him go, 
knowing that perhaps he would see Alice Gilman and make love to her too. She 
couldn't stand it, somehow or other she had to put a stop to this new turn 
they had taken in their relationship, she longed for the old days when she 
had Randy all to herself an never had to worry about him sleeping with 
another woman. Now, it seemed to her that it didn't seem to matter how much 
she gave him, she wasn't enough. Even after their night of pleasure she felt 
sure that he would still want to fuck Alice Gilman or any other woman that 
might present herself to him. She wanted to hurt him in some way, to slap 
him, to bring him to his senses and in her mind she began to form a plan. 

She would invite Harry Gilman to dinner, she would allow him to fuck her and 
she would time everything perfectly so that Randy would catch them in the 
act. She wanted to see the look of horror on his face when he discovered 
that she too was fucking someone else, in some perverse kind of way she 
thought to herself that it would shock him into realizing that they had to 
stop going outside of each other for sexual satisfaction, especially when 
they satisfied each other so completely. 

Randy had told her that he would be home at 8:30. He had a rehearsal at the 
studio until 7:30 and it always took him an hour to get home, knowing that 
he usually had a couple of drinks with his acting buddies before he drove to 
Laguna. Rachael planned it all perfectly, she called Harry Gilman and he was 
delighted to hear from her and more than eager to be entertained by her. 

Rachael spent the day in preparation, she felt like a slave preparing 
herself for the final sacrifice. It was a dirty set-up she knew it but she 
looked forward with eagerness for the time when she would see Randy's face 
contorted with anger and pain at her unfaithfulness and in the arms of his 
mistress's husband too! It was all too perverse to be true! 

* * * 

"Here's to us," Harry Gilman grinned lewdly as he clinked his glass with 
Rachael Redford. He could hardly wait for the social niceties of drinking 
and chatting to be over, he could hardly wait to plunge his aching cock into 
her tender cunt and perhaps if he was lucky her tight virginal little anus. 
He wanted Rachael Redford in the worst possible way, she was so voluptuous 
and exciting to him, he had to possess her over and over again until he was 
satiated. 

He looked over at the young woman now and as the light caught her curvaceous 
body he realized for the first time that she was completely naked underneath 
her black nylon negligee, she was just waiting for the signal from him for 
the party to begin. He gasped now as she moved toward him, her expert 
fingers loosening her flimsy robe until her entire body was exposed to his 
lustful stare. He hungrily drank in her firm, white breasts now and her 
blonde-haired pussy as she swayed seductively before him. God! she was much 
hotter than he had ever realized, he could hardly wait to flood her cunt 
with his eager semen. He felt the fires rising in his body now as he leaped 
up from the couch and grasped her shoulders, lowering her to the softly 
carpeted floor as he did so. 

It was difficult for Rachael to play the dual role of seductress and 
time-keeper, she didn't want her efforts to be in vain, she didn't want 
things to happen too quickly or too slowly. She murmured softly into Harry 
Gilman's ear that she wanted him to fuck her on the bed, she felt that it 
would be the perfect place secretly she thought to herself for Randy to find 
them. What a slap in the face for him to discover his sweet, innocent wife 
being fucked by another man on his very own bed! 

She rose to her feet now, fully aware of the fact that the older man was 
totally mesmerized by her presence. Swiftly she led him into the bedroom and 
positioned herself on the bed, allowing her legs to dangle over the end and 
her thighs to rest on the bed. She felt Harry push his hands in between her 
legs now, forcing them even wider apart until the lips of her cunt parted, 
revealing the soft folds of skin to his hungry mouth. He dropped to his 
knees beside the bed, her legs on either side of him as he grasped her hot 
buttocks eagerly and plunged his face deep into her warm, vaginal lips. 

"Oooohhh . .." Rachael cooed softly as she felt his warm, wet mouth against 
the soft flesh of her pussy. She didn't want to get too worked up, she 
wanted Randy to think that Harry had taken her against her will but she 
realized now that it would be very difficult for her, now as she felt the 
first thrusts of Harry's tongue in her cunt, laving her clitoris she felt a 
searing thrust of fire swirling through her body. She realized fully now 
that she was playing an extremely dangerous game and she wished now that she 
hadn't invited it into her home. 

However, as Harry Gilman's expert mouth sucked at her soft, sensitive pussy 
and his tongue slid deeper inside her, followed by his fingers, Rachael 
almost forgot the reason she had invited him over. She became immersed in 
her own sensuality. Harry Gilman had such a way about him, she hated him on 
the one hand and on the other hand she felt absolutely at his mercy, all she 
could think of now was to have his delicious cock hammering into her until 
she reached the mighty peak of her own orgasm. She wanted to feel his hot 
cum splashing into her cunt, mixing with her own juices to create one 
glorious fulfillment! 

She pulled him up from between her legs until his body was on hers, his cock 
pressing stiffly against her thighs, then still further upward until she 
felt his huge bulbous cock-head against the lips of her cunt! She arched her 
back and reached beneath her to take his iron-hard cock in her hand and 
insert it inside the gateway to her passion. She relaxed then, letting him 
begin the slow penetration though she locked her legs firmly around his 
body. 

Harry Gilman could hardly believe his good fortune, this woman was something 
special and as he felt her hot tongue penetrating into his mouth he felt 
that he must be in heaven! He pushed his hands beneath her now and cupped 
both of her buttocks, pulling the wetness of her open cunt even tighter 
against his cock. He moved up and down slowly, trying to maintain a steady 
pressure and friction on her clitoris, moving the full length of his cock up 
and down the wide slit, feeling her tremble and begin to moan with each 
movement he made. 

Rachael's buttocks began a rotating motion that brought waves of delight to 
both of them, for every tiny area of skin seemed to be caressed. Rachael was 
clinging to him now, kissing him madly. "I'm going to really fuck you, baby 
.. ." she heard him groan. 

The young wife let go his neck and her hands flashed down to grasp his huge, 
slippery cock, providing him with even more friction as he withdrew it and 
let it linger in her hands, then lunged into her hard, feeling potent as he 
made her grunt with pleasure and her efforts. She was putting out like mad! 
She was some fuck! The best! 

He couldn't hold back any longer, and he began to smash his cock into her 
vaginal hole with a fury that brought more moans of pleasure from her lips. 
His long, hard tool raced up into her cunt like a locomotive and seemed to 
enter the full depths of her belly, as her juices lubricated the way. And 
then he hit the bottom, his balls slapping loudly against her flesh. 
"Ooooooohhhhhh God . . . that's wonderful . . .!" Rachael screamed. She felt 
as if he were filling every bit of her cunt and it was a soul-searing 
sensation. But Harry continued to drive his cock up into her harder and 
harder, until she almost fainted with the ecstatic pain-pleasure. She forgot 
completely everything else except the exquisite delights her body was 
receiving. 

Harry grinned lewdly as he looked down at her pinioned body. She was 
skewered and he felt good. He had completely possessed another man's wife 
and he felt like a God. 

Rachael could think of nothing else now but being brought to the pinnacle of 
release and ecstasy. Her legs flailed wildly now as she strove to press his 
cock deeper into her pussy and each breath was released in a low, guttural 
moan of pleasure. 

She felt like a slut and she loved it! She felt Harry's hand go under her 
buttock and he spread her ass-cheeks wide, fumbling with one finger to find 
the opening of her anus. The juices she was losing helped lubricate the 
opening and he quickly rammed his finger into her anus, pushing hard. He 
felt it give a little, and he went on pushing, feeling his finger penetrate 
to the second knuckle. He moved the tip of his finger about, trying to 
stimulate the inner walls of her anus, and he felt her respond with wild, 
convulsive jerks as his cock slammed to the bottom of her cunt, and his 
finger continued to tease and excite the inner recess of her anal opening. 

Rachael screamed loudly in her lusty delight, almost wishing that Harry's 
cock was inside her anus! It felt delicious to be so full of him ... his 
cock and his finger, and between lunges, his tongue filling her mouth! 

She went on rotating her hips, feeling it add to the pleasure he was giving 
to her from the rear, and she gasped as she felt his finger penetrate her 
anus clear up to the palm of his hand! Oh God! she longed for her orgasm now 
and she spread her legs wider so that the older man could ravish her 
completely. 

Harry knew that his surging semen had to be released from his balls! He 
wished he could go on like this all night, but he was becoming more and more 
tormented as he held back. He knew that he was ready to cum at any instant, 
and he began to ram his cock into her cunt as hard as he could. His finger 
dug deeper into her rectum and Rachael's heels were now slamming against his 
thighs, like a rider spurring on a horse to the finish line. 

"Ooooooohhh," she screamed, "fuck me more, fuck me good, you're soooooo 
gooooooddd!" 

Rachael felt as if she would split open and yet she could not get enough of 
Harry inside of her, her eyes began to roll now and her face contorted with 
lust as she fought to obtain the final surge of joy that she knew was hers. 

Harry was pounding into her now, working his finger further and further up 
into her anus so that he hardly knew what he was doing. All that he could 
think of now was that her cunt was the sweetest and the hottest he'd had 
ever and she was giving him more satisfaction than he could ever have 
dreamed of. He had to cum! He had to cum now and as he launched into her now 
he felt her on the precipice of her own orgasm. As his first spurts of semen 
flooded into her he could feel her clitoris dancing and throbbing with 
delight and he rammed into her cunt madly, wanting to prolong the delicious 
thrill of orgasm forever! He eased his strokes now as he felt his balls 
emptying of his cum and he could still feel her cunt pulsating around his 
thick, still-hardened pole of flesh as she launched into the final throes of 
her own orgasm. 

"Ooooooohhh God! so wonderful," groaned Rachael, wildly thrashing her long 
blonde hair on the pillow, "So good. . .!" 

"And it's never-ending baby," Harry grinned lewdly. He pulled out of her now 
and grasped her hair in his hands, pointing it down towards his still 
pulsating cock, "suck it baby, put it in your mouth," he groaned. 

Gone from Rachael's mind now were all thoughts of Randy, all she could think 
of was satisfying both herself and Harry Gilman. She had never been so 
thrilled and satisfied by a man like this and now she couldn't wait to put 
his hot sticky cock into her mouth and suck it to it's enormous hardness 
again. She flicked out her tongue and ran it around its bulbous head causing 
Harry to gasp as she did so. She tightened her mouth around his rod of flesh 
and began to suck it deeply into her throat, gurgling with delight as she 
did so. 

Harry Gilman looked down and was enthralled at the sight of his gigantic 
cock being engulfed in her soft, wonderful lips, then expelled and sucked 
even deeper. He watched as her head bobbed up and down and as she massaged 
his testicles and sucked his cock even deeper into her mouth, Harry groaned 
and moaned with delight. He flexed his buttocks and shoved his cock upward 
and even deeper into her mouth and he felt overwhelming fires of passion 
begin to mount in his loins. 

His cock was rapidly reaching another climax and as he felt his cock sink 
deeper and deeper into her he grabbed her head and held her mouth down on 
his cock while he rammed savagely in and out of her hungry lips. He felt her 
gulp hungrily as hot jets of his cum spewed into her mouth and he heard her 
groan and she attempted to swallow all of it. She tightened her lips around 
his cock now and began to swirl her tongue around it's throbbing head. She 
sucked and sucked and sucked until he was dry and she let his cock slip 
obscenely from her mouth she realized that she had given herself willingly 
to this man. That she had lost the game again. He had won! Her plan had 
fallen apart, in the raging fires of her passion she had forgotten what her 
mission was all about! She realized too that it must be way past the time 
when Randy said he would be home and once more her lustful nature had caused 
her to humiliate and degrade herself with this bastard! 

She groaned now and started to slip off the bed in an effort to escape both 
Harry Gilman and her tormented thoughts. 

"Hey baby, where are you going. I want to suck your pussy now," the older 
man drooled. 

"No ... no, I can't, I just realized that Randy will be home soon, you've 
got to go Harry, you've got to go," she begged. 

"Relax baby, everything's under control. Harry Gilman takes care of 
everything. Randy is safely in the arms of my wife right this very minute, 
licking and sucking and fucking for all he's worth, no doubt. Lie down here, 
right now, I can't wait to taste that delicious cunt of yours," he 
commanded. 

Rachael's mind was still reeling. She had failed again, she was beaten at 
her own game, she was trapped by her own wiles and she knew it. Her marriage 
to Randy was rapidly disintegrating into a sham, the kind of sham that 
Hollywood breeds according to Sandra Deeson and she was now part of that 
game and she couldn't bear it. 

She lay down on the bed again as if in a dream and spread her legs wide and 
as she felt the first delicious lickings of Harry's tongue on her cunt she 
realized that she didn't care any longer, all she cared about was release, 
glorious release from all the pain and pressure she had been allowing to 
build up within herself. This man knew how to fulfill her, her husband was 
busy filling another woman's cunt this very moment with his enormous prick 
and she would have to accept it. She would accept it now as willingly as she 
accepted the excitement that was beginning to throb wildly in her clitoris 
now, "more.. . more," she groaned madly, flailing her head from side to side 
on the pillows as the mounting wings of her orgasm prepared for flight, 
"more . . .!" 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Almost a week had passed by since her wild evening with Harry Gilman and 
Rachael Redford had gone through an enormous number of changes. Several 
times she had found herself on the verge of calling him on the telephone but 
she decided to hell with him, he could wait for her! 

A strained silence had drifted over her relationship with Randy and she 
almost felt as if he was wishing that he was with Alice Gilman now. She 
didn't know how many times he had seen her in the past week and she didn't 
care, she didn't care how she looked or if Randy ever came home. She felt 
listless and defeated. A few times Randy had attempted to communicate with 
her but she had made it very clear to him that she wanted to be left alone, 
she wanted to be alone with her inner misery. Her whole world had been 
shattered and she didn't know where she could go from here! 

She heard the telephone ring and listlessly dragged her body to answer it, 
"honey," she heard Randy's voice on the other end of the line, "honey, I 
want you to get yourself together, we're going to a really important dinner 
party tonight. Harry Gilman is about to give me the word about the contract 
tonight, my agent just called me, get my tux together and take yourself to 
the hairdresser, I want you to be absolutely stunning tonight. Gilman's hot 
for you I know, I want to impress him honey . . . are you listening?" 

"Yes," said Rachael quietly wondering what Randy would do if he found out 
that not only had he made love with Harry Gilman but that she had allowed 
his wife to make love with her too. 

"You don't sound too enthusiastic," he snapped. 

"I'm not Randy, I'm sick and tired of Hollywood and you know it." 

"Yeah and lately it seems to me that you've been sick and tired of me. How 
do you think I feel looking at your long, black face everyday. Do you wonder 
that I don't want to come home." 

Rachael Redford began to sob softly to herself now, she knew that it was 
true and she realized that if she didn't pull herself together she would 
lose Randy entirely. She didn't really want that, she still loved him 
despite everything that had happened over the past few weeks. 

"I'm sorry Randy," she cried into the telephone, "I'll do my best, I know 
how much this movie means to you." 

"To me baby, don't you want the good times, don't you want a house of our 
own and money in the bank. Do you want to live in rotten tenements and 
cabins forever? I don't I can tell you that," he protested. 

"I just want to be with you Randy," she said in a tired voice. 

"Well then shape up, get yourself together and stop moping around the house. 
We're going to this bash tonight and you're going to look stunning, get 
that. .. stunning." 

"Yes Randy, I'll do it," Rachael promised as she hung up the telephone. She 
had to pull herself together, it was obvious to her now that Randy was more 
than angry with her and in a way he had every right, after all she had been 
behaving like a slut all week long and no man would put up with that for 
very long, especially in Hollywood where there were so many beautiful women 
just for the asking! Fuck Harry Gilman anyway, who did he think he was, 
taking her and then ignoring her for the whole week, the egotistical bastard 
that he was, he probably thought that he had her completely under his 
control, well she would show him who was in the seat of command, she would 
show him. He would have to beg for her if he wanted her again, beg for her 
on his hands and knees! 

"You did it, baby, you did it, you look absolutely stunning," Rachael heard 
Randy say enthusiastically as he walked into the living room. 

Rachael had spent the entire day getting herself together, she knew that it 
was very special for Randy this dinner party and she had thrown aside all 
her own pain to prepare herself for her husband. 

She had chosen a deep blue silk jersey dress that clung to every curve of 
her voluptuous body, plunging almost to the crack in her buttocks in the 
back and hugging her throat tightly in the front. She looked as if she had 
been poured into the dress and indeed she nearly had been, so tight and 
form-fitting was it. She sat sipping her scotch and soda as Randy showered 
and dressed for dinner. She drank first one and then two highballs, she 
wanted to be as relaxed and loose for this event as possible, she wanted to 
make Harry Gilman drool for her. 

The Gilman mansion was brightly lit and as they approached it, Rachael 
wondered how it would be to sit and eat dinner with two people she had 
allowed to use her in the most perverse manner. She wondered if Randy 
suspected anything at all about her liaison with Harry Gilman, if he does, 
she reflected to herself, he's keeping very calm about it. She knew that the 
movie contract meant everything to him and she vaguely wondered just how far 
he would go to get it. 

She felt extremely nervous and upset at the prospect of spending an evening 
with the Gilmans but she knew that she would have to play a role for Randy's 
sake, he would never forgive her if she ruined his chances with Gilman and 
she knew it. 

The butler answered the door and immediately showed Rachael to a powder room 
where she touched up her nose and she came out into the main part of the 
house again she saw Alice Gilman, looking absolutely stunning in a green 
chiffon dress that did everything to beautify her glorious figure and her 
stunning auburn hair. Randy was leaning over her, his eyes glued to her low 
cut neckline, her breasts almost hanging out for his hungry gaze and Rachael 
found herself gritting her teeth angrily. Alice was fully aware of the 
effect that she must be having on Rachael Redford and she loved it, she 
wanted to arouse the girl as much as possible, she intended to have a fun 
night and she didn't want the Redford woman to spoil the good times she knew 
they could have together. 

Rachael stiffened now as she felt Harry Gilman's hand on her back, running 
down her nakedness and thrusting his finger into the crevice of her ass, she 
realized that she couldn't make a scene with Randy in the room and quickly 
and quietly she placed her hand around her back and thrust Gilman's hand 
away from her, hissing between clenched teeth for him to get lost. 

Harry Gilman grinned to himself, he could see that Rachael Redford was 
furious with him for not calling her for a whole week, he liked to string 
women out that way, it made them want him all the more in the long run. 

"Would you like a drink my dear," Rachael heard the older man ask 
solicitously. 

Cocktails, ran into dinner and Rachael found herself at a loss as to what to 
do, she could hardly believe that Randy was behaving the way he was in front 
of Harry Gilman, it was almost as if he didn't care. He fawned and gloated 
over Alice Gilman the entire mealtime and Rachael felt very uncomfortable. 
She felt even more uncomfortable when she felt Harry Gilman's hand groping 
for her crotch and by the time the meal was over she felt like a nervous 
wreck. 

"Let's have coffee and brandy in the living room," beamed Harry Gilman. 
Rachael excused herself again, rushing to the powder room to freshen herself 
up and to prepare herself for the rest of the evening. 

With Rachael out of the room, Randy gave his full attention to Alice Gilman, 
he allowed her to lead him to a large blue velvet sofa and as her arms went 
around his shoulders and she thrust her tongue into his hungry mouth, he 
forgot entirely that he was in Harry Gilman's own house. 

Before he knew what he was doing he found himself returning the kiss and 
sliding his hand down inside Alice's bosom, allowing his fingers to play 
with her already stiffening nipple. So intensely wrapped together were they 
that they forgot entirely that Harry Gilman was sitting watching them, 
quietly sipping his brandy. 

Suddenly Randy realized where he was, for sure Alice had mesmerized him for 
a moment but now he felt the blood rushing to his face, "Alice how could 
you," he stammered, "with your husband here," he finished lamely. 

"Oh don't mind me," Harry Gilman chuckled lewdly, "I've known about you two 
all along, since the night you fucked Alice in my own garden actually," he 
laughed heartily now. 

"You don't mind," stammered Randy. 

"Listen baby, he's been getting his rocks off with Rachael, why should he 
care," Alice said bitterly. 

Suddenly Randy stiffened, "What!" he gasped. 

Alice Gilman began to stroke his back now almost as if he were a baby, 
"don't get all upset now," she cooed, "why shouldn't Rachael be having fun 
too, after all you've been getting your fucking with me, you've been balling 
me like crazy for weeks!" 

"Yes but that's different," he snapped. 

"How different baby, the old double standard eh," sneered Alice. 

"Rachael wouldn't do such a thing," he whimpered, his male ego crushed. 

"Oh get lost Randy, you really are a baby," snapped Alice. "Do you remember 
the day you and I fucked in Harry's suite, well who do you think Harry was 
fucking in the other bedroom and after you left I didn't have the slightest 
problem getting my fingers into her cunt either," Alice said now seductively 
rubbing her hands up and down Randy's crotch. "Then for your further 
information she sucked my pussy like she was a real expert. And furthermore, 
Harry fucked her in your own bed a week ago, remember the night you came 
here to dinner ... well, where do you think Harry was?" 

"I just don't believe it," exploded Randy. 

"Well you had better start believing it," snarled Harry Gilman, "especially 
now you're on my pay-role." 

"What!" gasped Randy, "you mean I've got the role." "Yes, and don't think 
that Rachael didn't have a lot to do with my decision, she's the best fuck 
I've had in years, apart from Alice, that is," he grinned over at his wife. 

Randy became aware now that Alice Gilman was rubbing the bulge in his pants. 
His cock was growing hard as a rock and it dawned on him quickly that what 
these two wanted, he and Rachael had better give them! He reached for 
Alice's face and took it in both hands, forcing his tongue hard into her 
opened mouth. Her hands were unzipping his pants now and she took his cock 
out, exposing the red tip of it with each stroke. His tongue was probing her 
throat and she was nibbling at it, sucking it deeper, fighting it with her 
own. 

Randy stood up now and positioned himself directly in front of Alice. He 
took his stiff cock in his hands and leaned forward to grasp the back of her 
head, as he guided the head of his cock in to the parted, glistening red 
lips of Alice Gilman! 

"Suck it!" he commanded harshly, fully aware that Harry Gilman's eyes were 
penetrating his back. "Take it all, baby, and suck it silly until I fill 
your mouth with my cum." 

He grabbed her hair harshly and forced her head forward as he shoved his 
cock into her mouth. She began to suck at it hungrily, and as she did so, 
Harry Gilman took off his jacket, shirt, trousers and shorts, letting them 
drop to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and peeled off his socks, and 
stood there watching his wife sucking Randy Redford's cock. He was an 
obscene spectacle, his huge, vein-lined cock sticking straight out, and he 
caressed it slowly as he watched Randy's cock disappear to the hilt in his 
wife's mouth, again and again. 

He walked over and unzipped the zipper at the back of her dress and slid it 
down over her body, leaving her totally bare. As he did so, Randy removed 
his cock from Alice's mouth and quickly shed his own clothes and at the end 
of a moment, all three of them were completely naked. 

Randy seemed to change his mind, for he pushed Alice down into the floor and 
quickly spread her legs, exposing her damp, glistening cunt lips. He got 
down on her and spread them with one hand, while with the other, he guided 
the swollen head of his cock into her hot pussy. He rocked gently back and 
forth for a moment, as if positioning his rod for a tremendous lunge, and 
then he used all the weight of his body to ram it into her. It brought a 
gasp of delight from Alice. Her insides came alive as she felt his cock ram 
against her cervix, and she continued to moan with delight as he began to 
move steadily in and out of her cunt. 

Harry watched the performance with lust-filled eyes as his hand continued to 
finger his cock, faster and faster as it grew enormously under his 
ministrations. He would be getting his from Rachael, he knew, and he wanted 
to be fully ready when the little hot-ass came down. He eased his movements 
as little drops of moisture appeared at the tip. He wanted to save all the 
good stuff for her cunt and her mouth. 

Randy was pumping like mad now as Alice's cunt seemed to suck his cock in 
deeper and deeper. She moved in perfect time with him, arching her hips up 
to meet his lunges, as both reached frantically for the peak of passion. 

As she was coming down the stairs, Rachael heard strange noises coming from 
the living room but she didn't give it too much attention. Her mind was too 
busy thinking how she could escape the evening gracefully with Randy and not 
cause too much of a stink. 

She stopped dead in her tracks now as she entered the living room. Harry 
Gilman was standing naked, looking down at Alice and Randy who were on the 
thick rug, fucking like mad! The couple on the floor seemed almost unaware 
of anyone else, and even Harry was so enraptured with the sight of his wife 
being fucked so expertly, that he did not see Rachael enter the room. 

"Oh my god!" shrieked Rachael loudly. 

Harry looked over at Rachael now and holding his cock obscenely in his hand 
he walked over to her. Rachael was mesmerized, she couldn't take her eyes 
off the couple on the floor, fucking furiously. She made no resistance as 
Harry stripped her. The combination of Harry's erect cock and her husband 
fucking Alice, suddenly imbued her with a tremendous lust. 

He urged her to the floor near Alice and Randy, and he crouched over her, 
spreading her inner thighs with his palms, holding them wide so that her 
already moist cunt showed clearly through her pubic hair. Rachael watched as 
Harry slowly lowered his head and she groaned as his moist lips fastened 
onto the lips of her cunt and his tongue slid quickly in, teasing her 
palpitating clitoris. Her head began to roll from side to side as he 
expertly performed cunnilingus on her, and within moments, she was ready to 
cum. Harry worked hungrily on her pussy, while his fingers caressed her 
"anus, and she began to writhe and buck under his mouth, wanting more. 

He sensed that if he made her cum once, he would have her under his thumb 
once more, and he gave extra attention to the tongue caressing he was 
administering, digging it deeper and deeper into her vagina, while shoving 
his finger rhythmically up her elastic-walled anus. Rachael's buttocks 
flexed automatically each time he buried his finger in her anus, and his 
cock was hammering to enter her. But he wanted to get her into the mood of 
utter wantonness that he found exciting, so he continued to probe the wet, 
slippery interior of her cunt, striving mightily to bring her to climax. 

Her hands went to his hair and she tried to pull him ever tighter into her 
crotch. Harry smiled to himself, hoping that Randy and Alice were finishing 
their love-making so that they might be taking in his conquest. She was a 
hot little bitch, he thought, ready to cum already, and afterwards, she 
would be begging him for more. 

He let her push his face deeper into her crotch, though he was hardly able 
to breathe freely. He began to rake her clitoris with his teeth, then sucked 
it in hard and let it ooze out through his half-clenched teeth. 

Alice was moaning and Randy was grunting and Harry heard Alice beg "more . . 
. Randy . . . give me all of that cock!" 

He wished he might be able to watch, but the very pictures the words 
conjured up drove him insane with passion, and he worked even harder to make 
Rachael cum. 

It didn't take long. She began to heave her buttocks upward rigidly, and he 
fought to keep contact and friction on her dancing nub of flesh and at the 
same time, drive his finger deeper into her anus. Rachael reached the brink 
and let herself go in wild abandon, moaning, "suck me, Harry .. . suck my 
cunt until it cums in your mouth! Oh .. . yesss .. . suck it good, lover!" 

She felt her orgasm begin in her clitoris, then spread its delicious, 
searing fires through her belly, up and down her legs, burning into her 
brain until there was nothing in the world but her body, filled with 
pleasure and lust! As he felt her relax a bit, Harry licked more gently at 
her cunt, and his finger stopped plunging into her anus. 

"Mmmmmmm . . . lover," Rachael moaned, "never stop making love to me. I need 
more . .. I need you to cum in my mouth ... in my pussy ... I need to be 
fucked front and back . . . forever and ever!" 

The old sense of power flooded back into Harry's mind. . He had her right 
where she belonged . . . begging .. . wanting. He continued to lick and suck 
her cunt, while Rachael relaxed and wallowed in the wonderful feeling of 
satisfaction. 

Alice was gasping for breath, moaning and groaning in a frenzy of desire. 
She was using all her muscles to meet the demands of Randy's stiff cock that 
drove into her like a pile driver, sending shivers of joy all through her 
body. 

She was digging her fingernails into his back, bringing trickles of blood as 
she strove to bring him even closer to her. 

Her cunt felt like a huge cave that was being eaten away by sand and water, 
becoming bigger with each lunge he made and she wished that she could take 
his balls into it, along with his wonderful cock. She realized with a jolt 
that this young stud had come to mean much more to her than just a casual 
lover. Randy Redford was rapidly becoming the most important thing in her 
life, she would do anything for him and she knew that she would have to 
conceal her longing for him from Harry. It was all right to fuck him, that 
was part of their pact, but to love him was another matter! 

Randy wanted her to beg him, he loved that, he loved absolutely dominating 
her. He hammered in deeper and wilder now, drunk with his sense of power, he 
slid his fingers into her anus and Alice began to groan, "more. .. Randy . 
.. more .. . give me all you've got!" 

He rammed his finger into her rectum viciously, as if to punish her for 
being such a slut, but what a slut! She was screaming obscenely now and this 
excited him even more. 

He lunged in and out of her with greater rapidity now, wishing that he could 
penetrate every orifice at the same time! 

Rachael was coming back to earth now and she felt Harry remove his mouth 
from her pussy. He spread her legs now and got atop of her and as Rachael 
felt his cock enter her vagina she felt herself come alive with burning 
desire. A deep groan came from her throat as she clutched his body to hers, 
silently begging him to be gentle and to make the fuck last an eternity. 

Harry entered her slowly now, wanting it to last as long as possible, 
shooting his cock into her at the last moment as he did so he felt her whole 
body jerk uncontrollably at the impalement- "Nooo . .. nooooooooo!" she 
screamed. This spurred Harry on even further and his long hard cock slammed 
into her cunt brutally, so deep was he driving into her that she began to 
roll her head from side to side, muttering obscenities that even she 
couldn't understand. 

They were not aware that they were being watched until they heard Randy's 
lust filled voice yell, "give it to her Harry, all the way, rip her apart!" 

"Oh Harry. . . Harry," mumbled Rachael caught between pain and pleasure. She 
thrust her buttocks up towards him now to meet his vicious lunges as she 
felt her cunt being filled by his wonderful rod. 

Harry was ready to cum, and her grunts of pleasure drove him to speed up his 
movements. She was maddened by desire to have her cunt filled with his cock 
and as she rolled her hips and she helped him to penetrate so deep into her 
that he felt he was a part of her. He loved it. .. she needed him .. . she 
needed his cock! 

Harry knew that he had to cum now and he could no longer contain his 
emotions. He suddenly reached back and grabbed her ankles, pushing them back 
over her shoulders until she was rolled up into a tight round ball of 
helpless flesh. It pushed the walls of her cunt tighter, and he felt elated 
as he rammed his cock into her, feeling it slam into the yielding interior 
of her vagina. 

Her knees touched the floor on either side of her head, her split spread 
wide, open to his every desire! 

He rammed long, hard strokes into her streaming passages that was now wet 
and slippery, withdrawing the head until just the tip was inside the hot 
clammy opening and then thrusting forward hard with his hips until his balls 
were screwed tightly against the wide split crack of her buttocks. 

Rachael was groaning with pleasure as her exposed cunt was ravaged almost 
beyond endurance. Yet she loved it! She wanted to respond with all her inner 
being but it seemed impossible for her to move, so firmly did he have her 
under his control. Each thrust drove her mercilessly down against the floor 
and she was helpless, no matter what he might do next. 

Randy had gone back to his wild fucking of Alice, and now the room was 
filled with the groans and the body contact sounds of the two couples who 
engaged in a wild lustful orgy, almost unaware of the other's presence. The 
wildly flailing Alice had caused the two to move much closer to Rachael and 
Harry, so they almost touched, but no one cared or even noticed. 

"You hot little fuck," moaned Harry, "you like fucking even better than I 
do, don't you?" 

He felt the hot cum building inside his balls and they beat against her 
upturned ass-cheeks. He felt he would explode if he waited another second. 

Rachael was begging him now and he knew that he was about to explode into 
her. He had never wanted a woman so badly in his life and he wondered if he 
was actually falling in love with her. He would have to be careful to hide 
his true feelings from Alice, that was part of their pact. 

Alice was going wild now with the dual fucking she was getting from Randy. 
His cock was pounding into her cunt while his fingers were digging madly 
into her anus, adding eaves of pleasure to her lustful body. The walls of 
her pussy felt swollen and ready to burst, while his fingers pulled at the 
very center of her being, almost as if he were trying to tear and hammer her 
to pieces. 

She bucked harder to meet his cock's invasion, her long, slim legs drawing 
him more tightly against her. At the end of each thrust of his cock she 
moved her heels in a motion as if she were using spurs on him. 

Her face contorted into a lewd mask of ecstasy and pain, and she became 
oblivious to anything or anyone but the roaring fire that coursed throughout 
her sex-crazed body. 

Randy jerked his fingers from her anus and thrust one of them into her 
burning cunt beside his swollen cock. It went in easily, and he inserted two 
more, groping for the gyrating clitoris that moved wildly under his touch. 
He pressed on the flesh on either side, and felt her respond ecstatically. 

"Randy! Oh Randy!" she screamed, "I'm cumming. .. make me cum the best in 
the world .. . fuck me .. . please!" She was begging him frantically now and 
almost at the same time Rachael began to moan and beg Harry for release from 
her delicious torment. Her cunt felt about to burst with need and desire, 
and she increased the movement of her cunt muscles, trying to draw even more 
of the older man's cock into her. 

Randy was having a wild time staying on top of Alice, so wild were her 
movements. She was like a bucking horse as she sought to fill her pussy with 
his fingers and his cock. He grabbed her quivering flesh as hard as he 
could, his balls seemed to suddenly explode, shooting his cum deep into her 
cunt, joining her juices deep in her belly! 

At the same moment, Harry groaned loudly as his white-hot liquid began to 
spurt into Rachael's cunt like burning fire, bouncing against the walls of 
her cunt and filling it with his juices until he thought they would 
overflow. Her cunt clasped him tightly, erupting like a volcano in response 
to his cum, and her juices seemed to flow as freely as his as she went over 
that vast height of ecstasy. 

Suddenly it was all over and silence reigned in the room, they all looked at 
each other in amazement as they all realized what they had experienced with 
each other's wives and husbands. 

"I think we've got a good thing going here," grinned Harry lewdly, "what do 
you say we continue our relationship along these lines?" 

"Yes," everyone chorused and they all laughed and collapsed in a heap on the 
floor. 

"I haven't had enough yet," giggled Rachael. 

"What was that I hear?" Harry gasped. 

"I said I haven't had enough," pouted Rachael. 

"All right, get on your knees," Randy commanded. Rachael knelt, panting on 
all fours, her buttocks waving high in the air. Her eyes hazy as if she were 
in a trance. 

Randy grinned at Harry. "Take your choice." 

"I just had some of the bottom part," Harry said calmly. "Why don't I give 
it to her in the mouth?" 

He slid down now and positioned his cock directly beneath Rachael's mouth. 
Rachael felt Randy's hands positioning her buttocks, and he knelt behind 
her, his cock now hard as he looked at her anus. He spread the moons of 
flesh and stared at her puckered anus, and then he took his cock in one hand 
and moistened the end of it by putting it against her wet cunt lips and 
loving it up and down. Then she felt it probing at her tight anus, and in 
another second, it had begun to penetrate into her. She didn't mind. She was 
beyond caring, all she wanted was cock filling her up forever! She slipped 
her mouth eagerly over Harry's cock now and as she began to suck in earnest 
she motioned for Alice to suck on her tits. The auburn haired wife responded 
immediately, fingering her own cunt as she did so and as the four of them 
began to gyrate on the floor in depraved abandonment, Rachael fully realized 
that she had been initiated, against her will, into the Hollywood scene. 
Now, this was all she wanted, to be sucked and fucked in every possible 
orifice, she just couldn't get enough! 

 CHAPTER TEN 

"Rachael honey, this is Sandra. I saw you having lunch with Harry Gilman 
today, I wondered how things were going." 

"Everything's just fine Sandra, I took your advice and found myself a little 
action. Harry's being a perfect pet, he even wants me in his next movie." 

"How is Randy reacting to all of this?" Sandra Deeson asked curiously. 

"He doesn't care, he's so tied up with Alice Gilman, it's all working out 
just perfectly, the four of us get along great." 

"Well, you certainly lucked out, honey, from what I saw of Harry Gilman 
today, he's nuts about you. He just fucked me and dropped me, he seems to 
have a real thing for you though." 

"Yes, it seems that way. Sandra, I actually like it, all of this crazy 
perversion, I realize that I was getting very old and stuck in my ways. I 
feel like a new woman," purred Rachael. 

"Yes," chuckled Sandra at the other end of the line, "there's just nothing 
like a lover to put the pep back into a woman, and this is just the 
beginning honey, if you make it in the movies you'll have men sniffing 
around you like crazy. 

"I know and guess what Sandra, I'm beginning to like it. I love Randy so 
much more now since I let go of him, we still have a terrific time together, 
we fuck as much as ever and both get lots on the side. I'd say we have a 
perfect marriage, wouldn't you?" 

"I certainly would," Sandra Deeson agreed, "I most certainly think you've 
found the answer to the perfect marriage!" 


THE END
