Placebo Effect  ---Part 3
By Headhunter

Tom was really enjoying fucking Jan.  But after yesterday he knew
that he couldn't keep up with her.  What was about to happen wasn't
part of his original plan, but it would knock the snobby Carmichaels
even farther off their high horse.   Tom had called two of his
buddies at work to come over to his house when he had left the room.
These guys were real science nerds. Thick glasses and pocket
protectors.  They  didn't have many dates, and Tom wouldn't be
surprised if they were still virgins.  Or if they had been laid it
was probably because they had paid for it with a prostitute.

As Tom's ass rose and fell on the moaning Jan, his buddies came into
the room.   Tom looked over his sholder and said, "hey guys!  I
can't satisfy this horny slut.  Thought you might like to help.  Get
out of your clothes and when I'm done you can bone her to your
heart's content."    They didn't have to be asked twice.  In a flash
the two men were buck naked stroking themselves as Tom increased the
speed of his thrusts, taking both Jan and he over the edge.   When
Jan came down from her orgasmic high she started struggling against
her bonds.  "Oh come on Jan!  You know you want more fucking than I
can provide.  The slut in you really wants a lot more cock.  Herbie,
come on over to the bed and climb on this bitch.  She will stop
struggling once you introduce her to your snake."   Herbie was short
and fat, but he did have an impressive cock.  It wasn't long, but it
was very thick.  Jan struggled as Herbie's fleshy body covered her.
He was heavy, and his fat repulsed her.  But as he rub bed his fat
stubby cock around her vagina she could feel the nympho pill doing
it's work on  her.  She wanted a hard cock burried in her, and she
really didn't care much about what the person on the other end of
the cock looked like.  But the inexperienced Herbie couldn't find
her fuck hole.  After a frustrating few minutes Tom untied one of
her hands and she immediately grabbed the stubby cock and lined it
up with her pussy.  Herbie's fat ass pushed forward and he began
fucking her fast, his rolls of fat jiggling, much like Jan's fleshy
tits.  While Herbie plowed away, Tom untied the rest of Jan's limbs.
She didn't even notice.  Her arms and legs wrapped around the "fat
fucker" on their own.  Herbie didn't last long.  To him Jan was as
beautiful as a centerfold model.  He had never hoped to screw anyone
like her.  After leaving his cum deposit in the writhing housewife,
Herbie rolled off of the bed.  Jan looked at the remaining man,
opened her arms and legs and whispered, "Fuck me!"
    

The three men all took another turn with Jan.  This time they layed
on their backs on the floor.   Jan sucked her way down the three man
line.  Soon all were hard again and Jan sat on the first cock in the
line.  After bouncing up and down for a while she would move to the
next stiff prick,  then to the next.  She moved up and down the line
taking each cock as deep as she could.  Her breasts bounced and
swung invitingly as she sat on the prone men.  Eventually all the
men shot their loads into Jan's wet well used cunt.  

As Tom's friends left, he thanked them in front of the naked
sprawled Jan, for helping him out with the nympo blonde.  Then Tom
turned to Jan and said, "thank the guys for fucking you.  They had
to take the morning off to come over here and give you what you
need."  Jan didn't respond, she just hung her head.   The two men
left.  Tom sat down next to her and after a few final squeezes on
Jan's tits, Tom sent her out his back door, completely naked.  She
ran to her house, and only just missed being seen by a bus load of
school kids who were on their way home after school.    Tom had
reminded Jan about Ralph's tea.  He also said that since tomorrow
was the weekend that he wouldn't come by her house.  He said that
she should enjoy the weekend with her husband. Quite frankly he was
fucked out.  After the last three days he would need the weekend to
recharge his batteries.

Tom puttered around his house over the weekend, continuing the fix
up he had started three weeks earlier.  It seemed very quiet at the
Carmichael house.  Except for Ralph mowing his lawn Saturday
afternoon Tom didn't see the upscale yuppy couple.  In the
Carmichael house the sexually awakened Jan tried all weekend to
seduce her husband of 8 years.  She wore her sexyest nightgowns and
at every occasion would rub against her husband.  It was all to no
avail.  At one point the frustrated Jan even entered Ralph's shower
as he cleaned up after mowing the yard.  Jan dropped to her knees,
and as the hot water cascaded over their bodies, she tried using the
lessons used from Tom on her husbands limp member.  His pink worm
never got hard.  The more frustrated Jan got the more concerned
Ralph got.  On Sunday morning Ralph sat in the kitchen over a glass
of tea, looking at his wife wearing nothing but stockings, garter
and string panties.   Ralph decided that something was very wrong
with what he had always considered the ideal marriage and home.  His
perfectly planned career, home and superior life seemed to have a
big problem.  Jan hadn't kept their home spotless during the last
few days.   Both dirty laundry and dirty dishes had piled up.  As
amazing as it seemed, he was more upset about the perfect image of
his home, then he was about his flagging sex life.

On Sunday evening Ralph and Tom met unexpectedly at the street
pulling their trash cans to the curb.  Tom smiled at Ralph and said,
"Hey Ralph how is it going?"  Ralph replied, "I don't know Tom.
Listen I know we have never been friends, and you don't travel in my
social circle, but can I ask you something?"  Tom though to himself,
you can ask me how sweet it is to fuck your wife, you arrogant
bastard.    Ralph droned on for a few minutes about the pressures of
his important job, managing his big bank accounts.  His usual
attempt at showing he was superior.   But finally said something
that perked up Tom.  "I've been worried about Jan lately.   I know
you were off last week did you see anybody unusual around?"   Tom
replied, "You don't think Jan is cheating on you do you Ralph?"
"No.. well...  I don't know", stuttered Ralph.   "She's been acting
strange the last week.  Very sexy, and quite fankly, recently my age
seems to be showing in the bedroom department, if you know what I
mean ."   Tom hid his smile and answered, "Oh sure I understand.
But who could she have an affair with?"    Ralph looked right at
Tom, "well it wouldn't be any of the jerks around here.  If she were
having an affair it would probably be with a big time Banker, Doctor
or CEO of some big company."    Tom was seething inside,  that
asshole Ralph didn't think anyone where he lived, was good enough
for his wife.   Well he was really going to enjoy Ralph's
comuppence.  "Look Tom", Ralph continued, "I have to go out of town
for the next couple of days on business.  Could you keep an eye on
things around here for me.  I'll call you a few times while I'm gone
to make sure eveything is OK. I would even pay you!"   Tom said he
would be happy to keep an eye on things, but couldn't take Ralph's
money.  In fact he was insulted by the offer of money.  After all
shouldn't neighbors be close friends and look out for one another.
Ralph winced a little when Tom said he wanted to be a close friend.
Tom not iced his reaction, and thought to himself, I'm gonna get
you, you superior smug SOB.

The next morning Tom watched Ralph load his suitcase into the trunk
of his Mercedes.   After Ralph left for his trip, Tom went to work.
He decided that he would call Jan at lunch to set up the evenings
"blue pill" adventure.  

After work Tom went right home and called Jan to come over to her
house.  She came right over and with a mixed look of fear and
anticipation compliantly took the blue pill that Tom offered her.
"Jan, I want you to go back home and put on the sexyest outfit you
own, then come right back.  Better make it quick because that pill
you just took will be taking effect in about 10 minutes."  Jan
literally ran home and was back at Tom's door in 5 minutes wearing a
tight short black jersey dress that really showed off her body.
Without saying a word Tom had Jan get in his car and the two were
soon driving downtown.

As he drove Tom watched Jan.  He said,  "that pill should be working
on you about now, I'll bet your getting horny."   As soon as he said
the words he could see Jan begin to squirm around in her seat out of
the corner of his eye.   All she needed was a suggestion and she
became as hot as a "twenty dollar whore."   That thought gave Tom an
idea. He drove to a seedy area of the city and pulled his car into a
dark alley.   "What are we doing here", Jan asked? "Get out of the
car you fucking slut", Tom replied.   Jan got out of the car looking
confused.   Tom rolled down the electric window on the passenger
side of the car. He told Jan to stick her upper body back into the
car, through the window.  As she followed his instruction he grabbed
her hair and held her upper body in the car.  He hit the window
button and the window went up.  Traping Jan half in and half out of
the car.  Jan arms were inside the car. Tom laid on the front seat
of the car, tucked his legs uder himself and told Jan to unzip his
pants and give him the best blowjob of his life.  Looking through
the car windows to make sure no-one would see her, she unzipped his
pants and reaching under the waistband of his underwear pulled out
Tom's growing love muscle.   She wasted no time in leaning as far
forward as she could and enveloping the head of Tom's cock. She s
wirled the fleshy cock helmet with her tongue and then slowly
lowered her face, enveloping his entire shaft.  His crinkly pubic
tickling her nose.   Jan began to bob her head up and down.  Tom
began to match her rythum. He reached up and rubbed his hands across
her slick jersey dress, manipulating her tits roughly.  Her nipples
hardened and created hard bumps on the material.  Too soon Tom felt
pressure in his testicles.  Soon his cream was racing up his rock
hard cock and he blasted his jism into her mouth.


After recovering he got out of the car and zipped up his pants.  He
left Jan trapped with her ass and legs outside the car.  He walked
around to the passenger side of the car and ran his hands across her
tight ass enjoying the firmness of Jan's globes through the slick
dress material.   After a few minutes of this Jan began to beg for
relief.   Relief from her confinment and relief for her hot pussy
that was under the effect of the placebo pill.   Quite simply she
was about to explode and cried out for Tom to release her so she
could at least masterbate herself to some relief.    

Tom laughed at the predicament of his stuck up neighbor.  Instead of
releasing her, he flipped up her dress exposing Jan's white
buttocks.  The material of her black thong panties disappeared into
the crack of her ass.   Tom roughly yanked at the waistband of her
panties, driving the material deeper into Jan's sopping box.   She
shuddered as the friction gave her a small amount of stimulation and
momentary relief from the cravings deep in her belly.

Jan had truly become a slut.   He head was in the dark car, all of
her senses were centered in her pussy that was exposed in the alley.
It was as if she were two people, and her cunt was now the dominant
force in her life.   All she could think of was something hard
driving into her sopping cunt.   She had a need her cunt and that
need controlled her thoughts.   She mumbled "fuck, fuck, fuck...."
over and over.   Tom smiled, pure, sweet Jan, his snobby neighbors
wife, was now nothing but a sex toy and a cunt to be used at his
pleasure.  Pussy to be fucked, tits to slap around and mouth to
swallow his cum.  

Tom heard a noise as he squeezed Jan's fleshy butt cheeks.   He
looked up to see a black young man walking up the alley.   As he
reached the car he said to Tom, "Hey man, what you doing here?
Who's butts hang'in out that car?"  When he realized it was a very
shapely female ass he said, "You folks slummin'? Tryin' to put some
spark back in your life?"  He didn't wait for an answer from Tom,
but continues ambling up the alley.  As the black young man walked
between the  wall and the car her trailed his black hand across
Jan's lilly white buttocks.  Jan's body shuddered visibly from the
light touch.   "The man stopped.  "Hey man, this chick is hot.  Are
you gonna do her right here?"  Tom replied, "She just blew me, its
gonna be a while before I fuck her."    The man scratched his chin,
"Man, I got some money in my pocket, how much for a piece of this
white meat?"   Tom thought for a minute, this was perfect, he was
going to make Ralph's wife a whore!  "She ain't worth much", Tom
said, " Do you have 25 cents?"   "Are you shitting me man, I can
fuck her for a quarter?"   "Yea!", Tom answered.  Then speaking to
both Jan and the man, Tom said loudly, "she really is a two-bit
whore.    Give me a quarter and enjoy!"

The black youth flipped a coin to Tom and unzipped his pants
revealing a long thin ebony tube.   Tom reached over grabbed the
waist band of Jan's panties and tugged hard.  The flimsy lace parted
leaving Jan's ass hole and cunt exposed to the rancid air in the
alley.  Both men could see clear moisture drops of vagina lubricant
clinging to Jan's pouty labia.   The young man wasted no time.  He
stepped forward, rubbed the tip of his uncircumsized penis between
the folds of her cunt, and levered himself into the white housewife.
Jan's mind hated what was happening, but her pussy with a mind of
its own grasped greedily at the invading prong.  Her cunt muscles
squeezed tightly as the young black buck pumped furuously into her.
The boy wanted to get his rocks off fast, before the uptown white
couple changed their mind and stoped him from fucking his first
white woman.     

It only took a few moments for the excited boy to shoot his load
deep into Jan.   Jan was left hanging as the slender cock slipped
from her.  "No.....", she wailed, "don't stop, I haven't finished
yet.   I need more.  Pleeeeese...."

The boy zipped up and knew that he better go tell Big Jerome about
what was happening.  After all, Jerome ran all the prostitutes in
this part of town and he would want to hear about the white
"two-bit" whore working the alley.  The boy said, "Thanks man", as
he continued up the alley, on his way to find Jerome.   Tom grunted
a reply,  over the muffled sounds of the white woman begging for
more cock from inside the car.

Tom's eyes followed the boy walking away.  He could see a group of
bums and street people at the far end of the alley.  He smiled to
himself as he got in the car, and ignoring the pleading Jan, put the
car into gear, driving slowly down the alley.   Jan was forced to
walk along side the car.  At one point she tripped and her heels
fell off her feet.  She quickly recovered and felt the wet grime of
the alley clinging to her perfectly manicured feet.     Finally the
car reached the dirty bearded street people.  As Tom drove by them
at a snails pace he called out, "Take a feel of some prime pussy
fella's!" 

Thats all it took.  A multitude of unwashed hands were immediately
grabbing Jan's calfs, thighs, and ass.   Tom was estatic, this was
better then he hoped.  Asked by her snobby husband to watch out for
Jan, Tom was instead allowing a group of filty street people to play
with her ass and cunt.   Tom laughed outloud, looked at Jan's
terrified but excited face and said, "this will be some story to
tell your friends at the Country Club."

Fingers probed Jan, spread her engourged pussy lips, and wormed
their way inside her uptown box.  While Jan was terrified, she was
getting significant pleasure from the probing.  At least she was
getting relief from the effets of the "Blue Pill."    The crowd
started getting rowdy.  The skirt part of the dress was roughly
ripped off of Jan.  Dirty calloused hands started beating on the car
windows.  For her part Jan could feel something large being stuck
into her asshole.  Given her position, her asshole was more exposed
than her sweet cunt. A hand forced its way into the car around Jan.
Tom became frightened.  These people really were animals.  He locked
the driver door, then hit the accelerator.  Jan had to run or risk
being seriously hurt.  The bums started chasing the car.  Tom
watched in the rearview mirror.  Suddenly the gang of men stopped
and ran the other way.   For a moment Tom's chest swelled in pride,
"those bums don't know who there messing with", he thought.  He
slowed t o a stop, much to Jan's relief.  Then he looked forward.
Blocking the alley were three black men.  One was the boy who had
fucked Jan for "two-bits".  The other two were very large men. One
was dressed in a leather jacket with buldging muscles, the other was
in an outlandish blue crushed velour suit, with matching fedora.

The muscle man leaped to the driver door.  Now Tom knew why the bums
had fled.  Before he could react, the window was smashed by a huge
fist, the door unlocked and Tom was dragged out of the car by the
back of his neck. "These are my streets white boy, what are you
doing here?", the man in blue boomed.   Tom's stomach was doing flip
flops.  If only he had just stayed home and invited some more of his
friends to enjoy the pleasures of Jan's flesh, he wouldn't be in
this mess.   "I...I...I..", Tom stuttered.  Muscle man had rolled
down Jan's window freeing her.  He stood her up straight and pulled
her into the headlights.  There he removed what was left of her torn
dress, leaving her completely naked, illuminated in a dark dirty
alley by the car headlights.  Jan stood still as the three black men
drank in her beauty.

"Is this your ho?"    "Y..Y..Yes," the terrified Tom finally got
out.  Muscle man had begun running his hands all over Jan's
unblemished pale flesh. "You want me to kill you boy?   You trying
to move in on my territory?" Tom quicly replied, "No Sir, I was just
having some fun."  "Well now we gonna have some fun with your ho!
Get the hell out of here boy, I'm putt'in this bitch in my stable."
Jerome the pimp, waved a pistol in Tom's face.  Normally muscle man
would have handled the gun play for Jerome, but he had just dropped
his pants and was holding Jan in the air around her waist.   The
black muscle man took her standing right in the middle of the alley.
He easily lowered her onto his upturned black spike.
   
Tom scrambled into his car.  He couldn't move forward because
muscleman was bouncing Jan up and down right in front.  So he threw
the car into reverse and backed out of the alley.  As he backed away
he watched Jan wrap her white legs around her new lover and could
she her respond in her placebo drug induced slut behavior.

Tom was thankful to get home.  Later that night Tom got a call from
his neighbor Bill.  He acted sorry to have to tell Bill this, but
explained that three big black men had come and picked up Jan
earlier in the evening, and he hadn't seen her since. He twisted the
knife into Bill by saying that she was dressed in a very skimpy
outfit and that the men had be very friendly with their hands.

Bill flew right home from his trip that night.  When Jan didn't
answer the phone the next morning, he called Tom and asked him if he
would pick him up at the airport.

Tom was happy too and didn't miss an opportunity to give Bill a hard
time.  Finally, Bill reported Jan missing to the police.  About a
week later with still no sign of Jan, Tom told Bill that someone had
spotted Jan in town. 

Using Bill's fancy car they drove to the part of town where the
street walkers work.  Seeing the luxury car, every hooker in the red
light district headed to it thinking that some big money could be
made with.

Tom spotted the muscleman on the street with who he thought might be
Jan.  But a very changed Jan.   Her hair was frosted and teased,
multiple hoop earings hung from her ears, and her makeup was very
heavy.  Jan looked tired.  But muscleman goosed her towards the
luxury car.  Her transparent mesh top exposed her firm but brused
tits and her ass cheeks hung below the micro-mini plastic skirt she
wore.  Red stockings and platform heels completed her outfit.  The
muscleman pushed Jan past the other hookers up to Bill window.
Without looking down she said, "you boys looking for a good time?
Twenty dollars for straight fuck each, thirty for a blow job and
fifty for around the world."

Bill looked up and cried "Jan....."
   

 
