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The Call Ch. 01

By: MrConstantine



Background to this story.. My name is Trevor, I am a divorced single father who has his kids every other weekend and I work hard. My marriage ended when my wife left me for someone else she met on the Internet. I don't date much because of my schedule and the fact that I am busy trying to do what is right for my kids. This leaves my own needs go by the way side most of the time. Seven years later I am still single.

It was Friday; I had been looking forward to this for sometime. I had not had a day off in months and I was ready for a three-day weekend to rejuvenate myself. I woke that morning looking forward to a day that had no schedule to follow. After eating some breakfast and taking a long shower, I sat down on the couch, turned on the television, picked up my laptop and sat it on my lap. I logged in and started to log into Second Life to see what was going on, then the phone rang.

It was an acquaintance of mine Izzy; at least that is what everyone called her, her real name was Isabelle. Izzy was a policewoman in town and was not the type of personality you would think that would be a cop. She was very sweet and somewhat shy. We had met a few times through mutual friends but not really talked a lot. I found her very attractive, she was a 5'5" red haired beauty. She had the most perfect breasts; or at least what I had seen of them in her bathing suit, they were from what I could tell a nice C cup.

"Hey Izzy this is a surprise." I said with a hint of shock in my voice, " What can I do for you?"

She sounded as if she had been or was crying, 

"I need someone to talk to and Ashley said that you were a good listener and maybe you would be able to help me out."

I was shocked because Ashley and I hadn't talked much lately. 

"Sure Izz, what can I do for you hon? Is everything ok?"

She went on to tell me about how she was having some problems figuring out the guys in her life and some of the mixed messages she was getting from them. I told her that I was off today and that if she wanted to come over and talk I would be home all day. She seemed a little hesitant, but after a short pause she agreed and told me she would be over in about an hour. 

I hung up the phone and started to pick the place up a bit. I hadn't had anyone over in a while and being single didn't make me the best housekeeper. I had just finished picking up the house and started to throw a load of laundry in the washing machine when the doorbell rang. I answered the door and of course there stood Izzy; she was beautiful, standing there in a pair of cut off jean shorts, a white halter top and some flip flops. I stopped and had to catch my breath, I had never seen her look so sexy before.

I invited her in and before she sat down ask her if she would like something to drink. She asked for a glass of water, so I went to the kitchen to get two glasses and brought them back, handing her one and we both sat down. She sat facing me on the couch with one leg under her. Her shorts were loose enough that one leg fell open enough that I could see she wasn't wearing any underwear and that her pubic hair was trimmed very short and neat. I felt my heart beat a little faster and I had to stop looking because I could feel my cock growing in my pants. 

Looking up at her I asked, "So what seems to be the problem sweetie?"

She answered " Trevor, why is that when I date a guy everything is great for the first little bit and just when I think everything is so wonderful he goes cold on me?"

"What are you talking about Izz, you need to give me some specifics." I answered.

She began to tell me how her current boyfriend only wants to spend time with her when he feels it is convenient for him without regard to her feelings and needs. She went on to explain that he will say he will be over at one time and that time will come and go with out a call or any explanation. As she is telling me this I can see that she is obviously getting upset and her breasts are heaving up and down and I notice that her nipples are getting hard, probably due to the air conditioner being on. I didn't mind though because they were very perky and nipples that made my cock grow a little more, and enough that I had adjust my self with out being to obvious. 

I told her that guys that do that do it in general as a way to control the other person. I told her it was probably nothing to do with her, but instead it was a way to control her behavior to his benefit. If he kept her waiting for him, she wouldn't be doing anything else. The more I told her my opinion the more she was getting mad at him. We sat and talk for over two hours, when all of the sudden she leaned over and put her on my leg and said,

"You really are a good listener, Ashley was right."

Her touch on my leg made my heart skip and it took my breath away for a minute. She noticed my reaction and looked at me with a smile.

"Trevor, is that bulge in your pants for me?" she asked giggling.

I was embarrassed and I turned red in the face. She told me not to be embarrassed and that she was flattered. She leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek and her hand moved up my leg a bit. Her scent was intoxicating and my breath grew short, turned to return the kiss on her cheek when she moved her mouth to meet mine. She placed her hand on the side of my face and began to kiss me so softly and tenderly. Her long red hair fell from her shoulder and grazed my arm as she took my bottom lip in her mouth and began to suck on it. I was taken back, I had not had a woman be this aggressive towards me in a long time and I was really enjoying it. I moved my hand to the side of her face as we continued to kiss and I could feel her hand moving closer to my ever-growing manhood. She broke the kiss for an instant, placing her forehead against mine and stared into my eyes and whispered softly,

"Is this ok?"

With shortness of breath I answered her "I have always found you very attractive, but didn't think you thought of me like that."

My hand softly moved from her cheek, down her neck; brushing her hair behind her ear exposing her milky white neck. I leaned in and kissed it several times and then moved to the nape of her neck and sucked and kissed it passionately. I could hear her breathing harder and heard her moan softly.

"Trevor, I need you." She whispered in my ear.

Hearing these words set a fire inside me. I laid her back on to the couch; she willingly laid back and placed her arms above her head. Her breasts were firm and staid in place with the nipples pointing straight up. I kissed down her body from her neck to her breast and kissed and sucked the nipple through her top. I looked up at her and saw that she had her eyes closed, and a grin on her face. I slowly reached behind her and untied her top and lifted it up and over her head. My fingertips grazed over her breasts to her nipples where I took both in each hand and softly pinched and pulled on them while the palms of my hands massaged her perfect breasts. She let out a soft moan and I lowered my mouth to one nipple and sucked it deep into my mouth and gave it tender bite and tug.

"Oh God" she whispered under a moan, "That feels so good."

She was very willing and I wondered just how willing she was.

"Come with me to the bedroom." I said firmly.

She looked at me and smiled, placed her arms around my neck and allowed me to pull her up off the couch. I lead her to my bedroom in the back of the house. I opened the door and led her in. 

"Nice room Trevor." she exclaimed as she entered.

In the room was a king size bed with a headboard that looked like part of the Roman Coliseum with all of the pillars along it. I lead her to the bed and laid her back.

"Izzy, can you trust me?" I asked inquisitively.

She looked puzzled and asked me what I meant. I told her I could help her trust men if she could trust me. I went on to tell her not all men are immature babies that need to control a woman, but if she would learn to be submissive I could teach her to trust a good man.

"Ok, I will trust you." She said

"I will trust you, Master," I said with smile on my face, yet serious.

She looked back up at me with a look of shock and excitement on her face.

"I will trust you, Master." She said in a coy unknowing way. 

I helped her to the head of the bed and told her to lay back and close her eyes. She did so with a smile on her face. I went to the nightstand and pulled out four velvet strands of rope. I proceeded to take each hand and tie them to the head of the bed, it was not so tight that it would leave marks, but it was tight enough that she could not escape either. Her hands were now out stretched to each side of her and I could tell her excitement was building, because her breath was getting deeper. I kissed down her stomach slowly, stopping to spend extra time around her belly button and made little circles around it with my tongue. When I reached her shorts, I slowly unbuttoned them and as I slid them down over her hips I caught my first glance of her magnificent pussy, which was already wet. 

I couldn't help my self, I bent over her and kissed her pubic mound and went down to her moist folds of her pussy. I kissed the wet lips and slid my tongue into the wetness. She moaned and rocked her hips upward as she arched her back. She was sweet tasting and the musky scent took my senses into overdrive. I stopped for the moment to finish sliding her shorts the rest of the way off. 

Again I asked her, "Do you trust me?"

She responded breathlessly, "Yes Master, I trust you."

I was pleased with her response and knew that I had opened the door to something exciting for the two of us. I smiled at her and pulled out a blindfold and slipped it over her head and covered her eyes with it. Next, I took each foot in hand and caressed them, giving her a short foot massage before taking the remaining ropes and tying them around each of her ankles and attaching the other end to the foot of the bed. There she laid spread eagle not knowing what awaited her. 

I took off my clothes and laid next to her on the bed, running my fingertips all over very lightly and watching her skin as little goose bumps were rising up in a trail behind my fingers. I then began to kiss her all over, very slowly and methodically working my way down her body and stopping at the erogenous zones to spend some extra time making sure that she was getting every bit of excitement she could out of this. When I reached her pubic area I got between her legs and there before me was the sweetest pair of labia lips I had ever seen. They were a pinkish red and were slightly swollen from her excitement, they were slightly pulling apart and I could see inside her pink love canal. The clitoral hood was starting to pull back and her clit was swollen and protruding through the folds of her wet pussy. She was so wet and the scent of her excitement sent my senses back into overdrive. I took each lip in turn into my mouth and began to suck them deep into my mouth. She squirmed and bucked her hips while letting out a gasp of air, followed by low growling moan. I broke loose of the lips, and now laying between her legs placed my arms under her hips and rested one hand on her waist and the other made its way to her clit and began to rub it slowly in little circles while I began kissing and licking up and down her wet slit.

"Ohhhhh god Trevor, fuck me with your tongue!" she exclaimed rather loudly

"All in due time my dear, remember you are not in control here, I am," I said back being very firm.

In disgust and disappointment she answered back, "Yes Master".

With a smile on my face I went back down on her and sucked her now swollen clit deep in my mouth while my hand pressed down slightly on the pubic mound so she could feel the full potential of her clit being stimulated. After a few seconds I broke my seal on her clit and she let out huge moan. I got up from the bed and went to the nightstand again and this time I stood there for a moment looking at what I had in from of me. This gorgeous woman was tied to my bed and had willingly submitting her self to me.

After several moments of leaving her alone, and myself being very quiet, I could sense her getting anxious so I returned to the bed. My cock had started to grow even more from the excitement and when I got back to the bed I got near her head and placed my cock in front of her mouth.

"Suck my cock Izzy." I said very straight forward. She did as she was told with enthusiasm. She lifted her head and opened her mouth trying to find my cock. I grab a hold of it and guided to her lips were she sucked my purple head in and began to suck it. Her tongue licked at the sensitive fold under the head of my cock. My eyes rolled back in my head. This felt like heaven and I didn't want it to end. I took a vibrator that I had taken from the night stand and turned it on low, I am not sure that Izzy heard it come on due to the sucking sounds that filled the room. I began to run the vibrator over each of her nipples, which made her moan with my cock in her mouth. I slowly began to move my hips rhythmically back and forth. My cock was going in and out and Izzy was moaning and sucking it with no sense of getting tired.

I slowly moved the vibrator from her nipples to her wet gaping pussy, which by now was so wet it looked as if someone had squirted some lube on her and just left it there. I slowly drew circle around her clit, which made her moan even louder, and by this time I was on the verge of shooting my load of hot cum deep down her throat. I slid the vibrator in as far as I could very slowly and when I could not go any deeper I began to turn up the speed. This vibrator was a Rabbit, which had a tongue to flick her clit while the beads rotated around the vaginal opening and the rest of it vibrated. 

Her hips began to rock up and down as I increased the speed and she began to suck my cock that much more. The feeling was intense and I could see that we were about to cum at the same time. She sucked me in deep and hard and that was all that I could take. My hips spasmed with short strokes as I unloaded jet after jet of hot cum down her throat. At that same time she began to moan loudly and her stomach muscles were bunching up. I took the vibrator in my hand and began to stroke it in and out of the dripping wet pussy and within a few moments she was cuming hard. Her body tensed with each wave of orgasm.

"Oh my God Trevor I have not cum that hard in a long time, if ever and sure as hell have never thought of letting any one tie me up and do what you just did to me." She said breathlessly

"I am not through with you yet my dear." I exclaimed to her, " We are just getting started, and the best is yet to come. For now though we need to rest."

I let the dildo make its way out of her now soaked pussy on its own and Izzy took my cock in her mouth and licked it clean before I released her from her bonds and we laid naked curled up beside each other.

"Master, what do you have in store for me next?"

I kissed her on the neck and whispered in her ear.

"You will soon see my dear, this is an exercise in trust and you will have to trust me that I know what I am doing."

To be continued...

The Call Ch. 01



The sun was nonexistent. It had been over a week since there had been any dry weather. Andrew looked out his office window, mesmerized by the rain drops sliding down the pane. How he hated the rain. It wasn't unusual to have rain. But Denver had been in a drought for the past 5 years. He had gotten used to no rain. He liked no rain. He didn't own an umbrella. He refused to buy one; a protest, in his mind, to the soggy attack on his life.

The door to his office opened. It was Lorna. God, she was just as beautiful as ever. Five feet six inches, long dark hair down to the middle of her back. Her breasts were large and firm. No sagging at all. She wasn't one of those girls who felt that skinny was sexy. She was voluptuous. Now that's a word not used much in society today to describe a woman Andrew thought. Today she was wearing a low cut blouse to accentuate her assets. Her skirt was just above the knees. The kind of skirt that left enough to the imagination and yet invited one's hands to slip up underneath and explore. She locked her hazel eyes on to his.

"The rain's made you bored again hasn't it" she asked.

"What gives you that idea?" Andrew responded.

"The bulge in your pants silly." She smiled.

Andrew looked down at his trousers. Sure enough his cock was hard. Was it hard because of boredom, or was it hard because of Lorna. Well, if it was due to boredom to start with, it was because of that now. He could feel his rod growing even more as he stared at the woman in front of him.

"I see your boredom is pretty strong" Lorna's eyes were on Andrews pants, watching the movement that his ever hardening shaft was making. "That's got to be uncomfortable"

Uncomfortable wasn't the word for it. Painful was more like it. That was one of the downsides of having an eight inch cock. There was no room for growth. There was no sense trying to hide the ever enlarging bulge. It was too late to roll behind his desk. There was only one thing he could do. He pointed behind Lorna and said,

"Close the door and lock it."

She smiled. She knew what was coming and she could already feel the juices begin to flow in her cunt. She knew Andrew couldn't help but see her nipples harden up immediately through her shear blouse. Without hesitation she walked over to the door, slowly closing and locking it. Without waiting for the request from Andrew, she turned down the windows shades. Even though they were the only two people who worked in those two offices, someone could always walk in and request their services. She turned back around.

"You know what I need don't you Lorna"

"I have a pretty good idea Drew". That was her nickname for him, Drew. "I've had this pleasure many times before, and believe me, it's a pleasure."

"I'm glad to hear that baby; because what I need right now is to fuck you. I've got to get my mind off this rain." Andrew began to rub his hand across the bulge in his pants. "The only thing I want to feel wet is my cock in your juicy mouth and dripping cunt."

There were three things Lorna loved about Andrew. First of all, his size; eight fucking inches of cock. Every girl's dream. Second, he was a fucking machine. He came in buckets full of cum, and could just keep on fucking for what seemed like hours. She never knew any other man in her life like that. And third, he loved to talk filthy. She absolutely loved that about him. She always felt that most everybody liked dirty sexy trashy talk when being fucked but were always too embarrassed to admit it. Not Andrew. And when he did speak that way, she always knew it was for the purpose of passion. Drew was a very caring and giving person. It was just his "animal" instinct that appeared at times of sex.

Andrew stood up and began to slowly undress. He wanted to make Lorna hot with uncontrollable desire. This woman knew how to get fucked. She knew how to fuck as well. She watched him take off his shirt exposing his finally shaped chest. He worked out but not to excess. Just enough to stay in good shape.

Lorna was just slightly rubbing her legs back and forth trying to excite her clit. She could feel her cunt juice beginning to leak dampening her panties. Andrew was unbuckling his belt now. Next came the clasp above the zipper. He stopped his motion long enough to kick off his shoes and then proceeded to pull down on the zipper slowly, exposing his briefs.

Lorna's eyes were glued on his every motion. When he pulled his pants down and removed them, all the pressure they held upon his cock was gone. It was as if a wild animal had been freed. Andrew's penis, now fully erect and free sprung over the top of his briefs exposing about two inches of shaft. He didn't hesitate, but quickly removed his shorts. His cock was now sticking straight out; it's head purple and swollen. His balls were huge. Lorna knew they had to be full of sperm.

"Take your blouse off!" Andrew ordered. 

Lorna pulled her blouse over her head exposing her bra which did all that it could to hold her breasts within their confines.

"Come here Lorna". Andrew had grabbed his cock with his hand and was stroking it slowly, but methodically. He was milking it, working the semen up the shaft from his balls. When Lorna was within hands reach, he quickly grabbed her bra and ripped it off her.

Lorna thought she would cum the instant her tits sprung free. Her areolas were dimpled and red. Her nipples were hard and pointing out into the air. She looked down at Andrew's hand stroking his cock. She could hear his excitement in his breathing and see it in how he was jerking away.

"Get on your knees"

She dropped to her knees.

Andrew removed his hand from his cock. The tip was glistening with a bit of pre-cum. His shaft was twitching in anticipation. Lorna watched the motion knowing what was coming next.

"Stroke it." He said, breathing a bit heavier now. "Stroke my cock."

Lorna reached out, grabbing the massive tool in front of her and began moving her hand up and down the shaft slowly. She felt Andrew place his hands on her shoulders for stability. She didn't want to be quick. The key was to be methodical; to be sensitive to the reaction of his penis.

"That's it baby. Fuck me with your hand." Andrew was watching her every stroke. He loved watching. Forget this fucking in the dark business. Half the excitement in fucking was watching everything that took place; seeing all the results of one's sexual labors. "Milk it. Force my balls to work....that's it. Make them produce sperm...force it up my shaft to my tip."

Lorna's panties were drenched now. Her cunt couldn't restrain its natural reaction to the words being spoken or to the action taking place. As she continued with the sliding of her hand on Andrew's penis she could see his balls moving slightly. They were swelling before her eyes; being gorged with semen. She reached down her free hand and cupped the orbs gently feeling their motion. This caused Andrew's cock to contract. She immediately felt the tightening underneath the shaft. She abruptly stopped her hand and held it still. The balls lurched ever so slightly; the cock contracted again.

"FUCK!!!" Andrew cried.

One long stream of sperm shot out of his penis and sprayed Lorna's tits. She immediately released his balls and prick, relieving all stimuli. The cock jerked up and down in the air a few times. She could see on Andrew's face his concentration not to lose control and prevent a massive ejaculation. His penis jerked one last time, very gently causing a trickle of cum to leak out of the head creating a long string that hung halfway to the floor. It was white and very thick. It was the type of cum that would coat a woman's vagina. The perfect impregnating sperm. Not like a lot of men's sperm that was clearer in appearance and more fluid in nature. This was the type of cum that would coat a woman's throat and stay there a while as opposed to going directly to the stomach. If you didn't like the taste of semen, then this wasn't the cum for you. And to top it all off, the size of Andrew's balls made it apparent that when he came, it just wasn't going to be two or three spasms. Those balls would have to be drained, and that meant a torrent of sperm shooting from his giant cannon.

Andrew watched the white sperm make a trail between Lorna's tits. It had been a good shot, splattering directly between her two mounds. It was approaching her navel.

"I want to suck you Drew", Lorna said. "Let me suck your cock. Please fuck my mouth and dump your load down my throat. Let me taste you. Please fuck my mouth." She was almost begging.

Andrew knew Lorna was an expert in sucking cock. And she knew how to suck his. She was an expert at working the head of his penis while using her hand on his shaft and balls. That was a wonderful thing about having an eight inch cock. It was long enough to be blown and jacked off at the same time with room to spare. But not today, not now anyway. He had one thing in mind. Fucking that cunt of hers.

"You can suck me later. Right now I want to finger fuck your cunt; get you ready to be fucked and fucked hard."

Andrew reached out and grabbed Lorna's nipples pulling them; physically stimulating them. Her eyes closed. He saw the surrendering that was taking place in her body. She was having an orgasm.

"Oh FUCK!!!! You BASTARD!!! You're making me cum....I'm cuming!!! I'm creaming!!!"

Lorna reached her hands out grabbing hold of Andrews's waist to stabilize herself. Between the shooting sperm on her tits, the cum dripping from the cock in front of her; and her tormented nipples it was all her cunt could take. Her pussy was gushing juice. Her panties were sopping went. Her cum was running down her legs and dripping on the floor. She hadn't even been fucked yet and already she was out of control. Suddenly she felt her panties being moved to the side. Now there were two fingers working their way into her drenched canal.

"Oh fuck no Andrew." Lorna pleaded. "Not yet. Let me come down from this....please."

"No way baby." Andrew replied "I want you begging for my cock. I'm going to turn you into a fucking slut baby."

Andrew pushed his two fingers deep into Lorna's clutching pussy. It was still deep in the thralls of orgasm. He could feel her cunt juice spraying all over his hand. Without hesitation he began finger fucking her. He made long deep thrusts making sure to stimulate her swollen clit with every stroke. Forget this slow stuff; he was finger fucking her with intensity. He didn't want her to feel any calm between orgasms. He dropped to his knees and pushed her onto her back causing her legs to come out in front of her. She naturally raised them up and opened them wide for easy access to the probing fingers pistoning inside her. Her skirt rode up her legs exposing the soaked panties. Andrew could now watch as his fingers ravaged her pussy. All this excitement was working on his eager cock. Semen continued to drizzle out from its tip, sliding down the head coating it and then dripping onto the floor.

Lorna was now thrusting her hips up into the air attempting to get into a rhythm with Andrew's fucking fingers. She still hadn't come down from your first cum when a second more intense surge began. Her pussy was constricting and relaxing, constricting and relaxing in orgasm, causing those wonderful fucking sounds that a pussy makes when it's being fucked.

"Oh...SHIT!!!!" "FUCK!!!!" "I'm cuming again!!!" "You FUCKING BASTARD!!!"

Through all the uncontrollable reactions taking place in Lorna's body, she looked up with focused eyes, directly at Andrew.

"Watch me Drew" She lifted her legs higher making sure that her cunt was in plain sight. "Watch me squirt. I'm going to spray my cum for you. I want you to see what you've done baby. Keep your eyes on my pussy.....I'm almost there.....fuck me faster.....faster....YES....FUCK YES....JUST FOR YOU BABY....AHHHH!!!"

Lorna lifted her hips high up into the air. Andrew felt her pussy squeeze tightly around his penetrating fingers. Then he felt it. Her cum attempting to spray around his fingers. Every time his fingers pulled out of her pussy, space was given for your cream to escape.

"Remove your fucking fingers!!! Pull them out!!!"

Andrew obeyed Lorna's request and removed his fingers. When he did, her panties attempted to fall back in place and cover her ejaculating slit, but Lorna reached down and pulled them aside allowing her orgasm to continue unobstructed. Her cum was shooting out in streams. With each contraction of her pussy a shot of love juice would appear.

"I want to spray on your cock Drew. Hurry baby. Bring your cock up next to my cunt. Quickly baby."

Andrew moved up so that the tip of his cock was just touching Lorna's pussy. His rod was being coated with cunt juice as it shot forth. He made sure to let his tip rub up against her clit insuring even more cream coating. His eyes were glued to the action taking place between his penis and her pussy. It was so stimulating watching her pussy open up and then close in orgasm. 

Gradually Lorna's orgasm began to subside. Her pussy became silent and the stream of cum stopped. Andrew continued to stare at the wet cunt, the pool of liquid on the floor, and his soaking wet cock that through it all was still dripping sperm.

"It's my turn now baby" Andrew said as he grabbed Lorna firmly.

Lorna was weak from the two massive orgasms she had just gone through when Andrew lifted her up and turned her over placing her on all fours. He was going to fuck her from behind. That meant deep long thrusts. That meant another intense orgasm. She felt a hand grab hold of her panties.

"You don't need these while being fucked" Andrew said as with one yank he ripped the panties off Lorna and throwing them aside. He hiked up her skirt revealing her beautiful round wet ass that had become coated with her juices. Her cunt was still open from excitement revealing her large swollen clit. Her cum was still dripping from her slit. He grabbed each side of her hips drawing her ass toward him, allowing his cock to rub up against her waiting pussy.

"Wait!" Lorna said. "You need a condom."

"What?" Andrew asked. He was at the point to where he could barely control his urge. "What the fuck do I need a condom for?"

"I need the condom on you for me. I don't want to become pregnant."

"That's why you take the pill Lorna." She could feel the agitation in Andrew's voice. "My balls are begging for release."

"Drew. I'm not on the pill."

"You're what?"

"I had to stop taking those things. Doctor's orders. It's only for about a month. But that means I've got to be careful. That's why a condom honey."

"No fucking way are you going to do this to me!" Andrew spewed. "I got two swollen balls aching to be drained and a cock begging to fuck unrestrained. And you bitch have a cunt open and begging to be filled. Beg all you want, but I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck you hard and deep. I'm going to fuck you until I'm through."

As much as she was in need of his cock; as much as she felt like a dog in heat, pregnancy was not an option. He could eat her while she sucked him off, or jacked his cock. He could tit fuck her and plaster her face with his cream, but fucking her was not an option without protection. But before she could make a move to turn around and offer up one of these options she felt Andrew force her hips back towards him plunging all 8 inches of his swollen meat into her well-oiled pussy.

"NO! YOU CAN'T!" she yelled but it was too late.

Even though Lorna struggled, it was now a lost cause. Andrew was ramming his huge penis in an out of her fuck hole. She heard him grunting with every thrust. He was going for maximum friction. She could feel him pull his rod right out to the swollen tip and them pound it back in. She felt his knob pushing up against her womb. If he shot his spunk off inside her, it would practically be at its destination. She reached underneath her belly with one hand grabbing hold of the pumping piston hoping to pull it out, but all it did was excite him even more.

"Ohhh!!! You FUCKING cunt!!!. That's it baby. Jack me off while I fuck you. Stroke that semen out of my cock baby."

Here she was trying to prevent the eruption Andrew was drilling her for, but the hand she had around his thick fucking cock only made her excited. Her clit was on fire from the constant ramming of his cockhead upon it. She felt that uncontrollable fire between her thighs. Her cunt began to suck on his prick. The room became filled with the sound of a pussy being fucked. How a vagina has a mind of its own. How it attempts to naturally draw a cock deep inside it, assisting it in releasing its liquid. How it becomes naturally lubricated making it easier for a penis to fuck as much as it wants to. This was happening to Lorna's cunt. She heard the words as if they were in a tunnel. She couldn't believe they were coming out of her mouth.

"Oh Drew. Fuck me! Fuck me hard." She began to notice her assistance in his fucking. She was now thrusting her hips to meet his strokes. "Fuck my cunt you mother fucker. FUCK ME LIKE YOU MEAN IT!!!"

Andrew was slamming into her pussy. Fucking her with a fever. Sweat was pouring of his body now, dripping onto her back. He looked down and watched as Lorna moved her ass out and back out and back, giving him a beautiful picture of his cock working it's magic. He watched her fingers sliding up and down as much of his shaft as she could reach.

"Pull my hair" Lorna pleaded. "Make me cum. Fuck my cunt and pull my hair."

Andrew obliged her request by removing one of his hands from her hips and grabbing her long dark hair and yanking her head back.

"Oh FUCK YES!!! That's it baby. Force my pussy down onto your prick. Fuck me like a bitch in heat."

Lorna was on the verge of her orgasm. One more thing would do it; would push her over the edge.

"I'm almost there baby. Grab my tit by the nipple and pull it. Oh God, pull my nipple....make me cream you cunt fucker...DO IT NOW!"

Andrew took his other hand and grabbed her left tit by the nipple pulling down hard. Instantly he felt Lorna's pussy clamp down on his penis.

"FUCK MEEEEE! Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!" She was literally bucking him like a wild animal. Her hips were swirling around his shaft while at the same time slamming him with so much force it was hard for him to stay upright on his knees.

"I'm cuming. Are you happy you fucker. I'm cuming. FUCK ME NOW!!!"

Andrew felt Lorna's pussy open wide making a huge sucking sound, and then instantly clamp down upon his rod spraying a huge stream of cunt juice all over his shaft, running down its length onto his balls, which were now slapping hard up against the body being screwed. 

"That's it you fucking whore! Drench my rod with your cum", Andrew cried between grunts. "Make that pussy suck me dry."

Andrew pulled his cock out for just an instant so he could watch Lorna's fucked hole squirt out a large stream of female cum. It drenched his balls before hitting the floor beneath them.

"Do you like what you see? Do you enjoy watching my pussy constrict in orgasm?" Lorna asked.

"Fuck Yes." Andrew answered back.

His cock was nearly ready to explode. He looked at the tip and saw sperm leaking out in a slow stream. His balls were full; his shaft was full; his tip couldn't prevent the semen from escaping. Hard telling how much had already seeped into Lorna's cunt. He had released his hold on her when he had pulled out. He placed his hands firmly on her hips again.

"This is it baby. My cock is dripping sperm. It's running out of me. I've got to fucking cum."

Lorna was gradually coming down from her orgasm. She was regaining her reason. But even though she was realizing the possible consequences of an ejaculation in your pussy, the same was not true for Andrew. As the old saying goes, "A stiff dick has no conscience." Andrew didn't even give her a chance to stop him. He shoved his cock quickly back into her cunt and started fucking her with abandon. He could feel his balls beginning to churn. In just a few more strokes he would reach that point of no return to where he wouldn't be able to stop his penis from clenching until it had dumped every bit of his seed.




The Call Ch. 01



"Reach underneath and grab my balls!" Andrew commanded.

"Pull out Drew!" Lorna begged. "Cum on my ass. Cum on my face or tits, but not inside me."

"Uh, Uh, Uh!" was his response. "You fucking cunt!!! Grab my balls now!!!"

Lorna was literally being impaled upon Andrews pole, and what was worse was her pussy was once again responding. It was taking control of your reasoning as earlier. Her knees were losing their strength. And then as if someone had opened up the floodgates her cunt released another explosion of vaginal juice.

"Oh SHIT! FUCK! SHIT! I'm cuming again. You sadistic fucker." Lorna strained her cunt hard onto 

Andrew's ramrodding cock.

Andrew knew he had her now. Her juices were spraying all around the edges of his penis, running down her legs. She'd do anything he asked her at this point.

"Lorna, you fucking slut, GRAB MY BALLS NOW!" he ordered.

Without even thinking she reached underneath her stomach and searched until she found what she was grasping for, two very large, very swollen mounds. The instant she grabbed them they jerked violently and tightened up inside Andrew's sack. At the same moment Andrew thrust his cock as deep inside Lorna's pussy as he could. The long deep strokes had now turned into rhythmic jerks. She knew what that meant. He was ejaculating. And to make matters worse, her pussy was still in the peak of orgasm, thereby sucking away on that prick of his, assisting in the ejaculation.

"Oh baby, I....AM....CUMING!" Andrew was dumping squirt after long squirt of semen into Lorna's womb. The sperm was already on its way toward its destination.

"Can you feel me pumping my juice into you?" I'm fucking filling you up with my load."

She could feel every shot. In most cases a woman doesn't actually feel the shots of cum being injected into them. It's just that convulsive movement of the man that says, "I'm cuming". But in Andrew's case it was different. First of all he was so large that his shots of semen were literally banging up against her womb. She did feel every shot, and my God there were multiple ejaculations coming from that cock head inside her. She also still had her hand on his balls and with every constriction from his shaft; his balls would tighten and move up in his sack, then relax, then tighten. They were so swollen. There had to be a gallon of cum in them.

Andrew had cum so much that his semen was leaking out of Lorna's pussy. He still had more to release. He pushed Lorna away from him severing their connection. Her pussy was still in the ebb of orgasm. It was partially open allowing her juices and Andrew's sperm to freely flow out. Andrew leaned on his back.

"Turn around Lorna. I'm still cuming. I want you to look at my cock."

She turned around and braced herself up against the office desk. Her orgasm had come to an end. She looked over at Andrew, laying on his back his cock rigidly standing erect in the air. It was jerking. His balls were still moving. They were still swollen, and from the tip of his cock streams of semen were shooting out. She watched him hump the air with every ejaculation. Sperm was flying everywhere. Most of it landed back on his stomach, but some of the streams shot out and landed on her legs, stomach, and the bushy hair above her cunt.

Andrew's cock began to lose its strength and the geyser of semen was turning into a small stream dribbling out of his tip. 

"No fucking way. Not yet you don't you stupid prick." He wasn't ready to call it quits. Andrew stood up, the cum still pouring out of his penis. He walked over to Lorna and stood in front of her face. Grabbing her hair he said,

"There's sperm still in those balls. I'm going to fuck your mouth like I did your cunt." 

He grabbed Lorna's head. He wasn't going to give her a chance to resist. Quickly he shoved his prick into her mouth and began fucking her face. It wasn't going to take much. Just a few long deep thrusts and then it would be all over.

Lorna didn't even have time to think. Her head was pushed forward and the next thing she knew she was sucking a cum coated eight inch cock. This was a cock that was on the downhill side of an orgasm. This was a cock that grew within seconds of entering her sucking cheeks. This was a cock that after just a few quick fucks of her mouth began to unload its cargo down her throat.

"Oh baby. That's it. Suck the last few loads out of my balls."

Lorna struggled not to gag. The quantity of semen was enormous and was coming in squirt after squirt. She had over half of his rod down her throat. She was just about ready to choke when Andrew pulled out of her mouth and grabbed his shaft stroking it. He was jacking off in front of her letting his sperm splash on her face and tits. Long thick ropes of semen. Finally after about 9 or 10 shots of cum had landed on her his cock was drained. Andrew slumped down placing his back up against the desk next to hers.

"You've still got your skirt on....kinda." Andrew said. "Oh man what a fuck. What a fantastic fuck. I'm sorry about not pulling out. Couldn't help myself."

"It is what it is Drew. The problem that I have when it comes to you is that no one and I mean no one can fuck like you. I can't fight the desire I feel in me when you're pounding me like a whore." Lorna leaned over next to him, "Kiss me now. I need a kiss."

"So do I" he responded. Their lips locked in passion. Their tongues fucked each other. Andrew could taste his cum on her lips and tongue, but he didn't care. He had feelings for this girl like no other, and he wanted her to know that.

"We've made quite a mess." Lorna was looking at the floor. "This is going to leave stains if we don't get it cleaned up right away." She got up and grabbed her clothes and entered a bathroom that was located in the private office. Andrew could hear the water running in the sink. She was cleaning herself up. As he was sitting there go over all that had just taken place the phone rang. He stood up and looked at the multiple lines which came into that particular phone. The light on the farthest right was blinking. It was a private number that they had especially installed. Anyone who called that number didn't realize who the real people were that was at his end. They didn't know that Lorna and Andrew were Federal agents. But Andrew knew who it was that was calling them. They had been working on this operation for over seven months. The voice on the other end of that line was the voice of a very dangerous person. They had been waiting for this call for days.

Lorna looked out from the bathroom at the blinking light. "Is this is" she asked.

"Yes baby....it's the call".



The Call Ch. 01: Introducing Frank



I was hoping to get home early. Take a shower, blow dry my hair, do my makeup. I could not wait to put on my new dress, though I still felt weary at the thought of the new heels my friend had insisted on making me buy to complete the ensemble. I had been looking forward to the party all week. Responsible girl that I am, I had been studying relentlessly for my finals and I had just submitted my final paper when I got "The Call". 

"The Call" is what has been happening ever since my boyfriend got his dream internship. It was another case of "Babe, I'm so sorry! I won't be back until tomorrow so I'm going to have to pass on tonight. Again. I'll make it up to you, I promise." 

Paul, that's his name, is a fellow senior in his final year of mechanical engineering. A professor of his, who also consulted with a large and successful mining company had made him his protégé. This meant he worked with him on developing a new arm for some drilling mechanism... To be honest, I never pay too much attention to the details. My father found the work fascinating. At least he did that one time they met. 

Engineers are abundant in my family, from a handful of cousins to my father and uncles who are computer and electronic engineers. Some of my cousins who are more artsy are architects and industrial designers, but that's as far as anyone strays. So when I declared my major to be literature after I had forced myself through two rounds of calculus and basic Physics, my mother begged me to at least consider a career in administration or economics. 

My mother is an accountant. No matter that she had once wanted to be a journalist, she bowed down to parental pressure and pursued a career in accounting. Her father had been a mechanical engineer, which made my mom think he would have loved my new boyfriend. They had been curious to meet him ever since my sister had let slip I was seeing someone "seriously" since this summer. My sister is an architect who married an architect. She was pregnant, with what I am certain will be the first of her many architect babies. 

Do not get me wrong, I love my family, but when the odd man out is my cousin the pharmacologist, I knew me pursuing my undergraduate degree raised more than a few eyebrows at the family barbecue. That may be why I allowed my boyfriend to pick me up from a family party where he briefly met my parents while my sister made sure to delay my leaving. 

Part of me was looking for approval. I might not be following in my family's footsteps but a boyfriend who did had to earn me a few brownie points, right? I think it did with my mother who thought he was a charming young man. My dad simply asked what I thought of the current project he was working on, was it not fascinating? They've asked me a couple of times about him since that day, but not insistently. 

He is the first guy I have ever brought home to meet the parents, albeit briefly. I therefore have no idea whether my parents were simply being polite or genuinely pleased and wishing to get to know him better. I usually keep any answer short and they never pushed.

My boyfriend never pushed either. We kept things light. He was busy with classes and his internship while I spent time putting together applications to master programs around the country. My first choice is of course to stay at my Alma Mater who has a great creative writing program, but I do not want to take any chances and risk not having a fall back plan. 

Running after professors for letters of recommendations, writing application essays and refining my short stories for entrance consideration took over most of my free time so I did not complain much when my boyfriend started cancelling on plans we may have had for the evening but when they started to encroach on weekend dates, I complained. He apologized, promising that by the 17th of December he would be done and spend the holiday break lavishing his time on me, I caved and let it slip. 

That was at the beginning of November. Since then, I've been lucky to get more than two evenings with him each week. We rarely go out, spending evenings at my apartment having dinner in the leaving room while watching movies, followed by customary sex. The sex had been somewhat satisfying at the beginning. We would make-out for a long time where we would tease each other and dry hump until we could not take it anymore and off went the clothes and he would finger me and sometimes lick me to orgasm and the groins would get together and he'd come in a condom I still forced him to wear, no matter that I had been on the pill since for years.

Though not as satisfying as it used to be, the regular sex has kept me sane during these stressful weeks before the holiday break as I make sure to manage at least one orgasm during the proceedings and occasionally take matters in to my own hands on my many lonely evenings. 

Most my friends have not voiced any strong opinions about my boyfriend. They rarely see him, so he is mostly irrelevant to them. Most have been with their boyfriends for years, and know I am rather private about my romantic relationships, so getting my boyfriend to interact with the other couples... It's not something I will let happen until we at least exchanged the L word, which we have not.

The one exception to this is my single friend Jessica. I met Jessica in my first year of CEGEP. For those who do not know, CEGEP is like a mandatory two year junior college before going to university for three years.

Jessica was in the same rhetoric class where we both secretly gushed about the attractiveness of our professor. Though in his early forties, he had a passionate and energetic personality that gave him a youthful air. We would joke about how we would go about seducing him, tempting him in to a taboo situation. Of course we never put any of the many plans in to motion, they were only crazy thought from single young girls with a crush and no sexual outlet. 

But unlike Jessica, I had been a virgin. A fact she thought was hilarious when contrasted with the crazy scenarios I would come up with during our sex dreaming sessions. I had made out with quite a few guys and even gone down on a couple in high school but though I had found the guys attractive and enjoyed making out with them, none had ever really turned me on enough for me to really want to try anything further. If I could take care of my own needs I saw no reason to risk getting emotionally entangled with a guy because of hormones. I did not crave that intimacy with anyone. That is, until Jessica dragged me to a party and I saw Phil again, a guy I knew from the old neighbourhood.

The fact Jessica knew about me and Phil, about all the crazy things that followed until I decided to do a U-turn this past summer to satisfy my attempt at a "serious relationship" had her griping about Paul at every occasion. I couldn't blame her. Part of me was getting tired of Paul. Being able to introduce a suitable young man to the family was not enough to keep me tied for much longer. I had recently heard Phil would be returning to Montreal, and that had my mind going wild.

***

Phil. Even just thinking about him now brings back tingles, of the loin variety. He was not a college guy. He worked for his uncle who was a contractor. He dealt weed occasionally too, mostly because he consumed so much of it. He had also slept with more females by the age of eighteen than most guys would ever sleep with. He told me once he had stopped keeping count in the 70s. Unlike with most guys where I suspected their number to be exaggerated, I always felt he downplayed it so as not to scare me off. 

When I first met him, the summer I had graduated high school, he had just started dating this Greek girl with gigantic breasts, Petra. They were known to be a fiery couple -- in other words, they fought all the time. 

We flirted when she wasn't around, something out of character for me, and we would have long conversations which included sexual topics, which were mostly him talking about his past and, surprisingly, his current relationship. 

It was the first time I had frank conversations about sex with a person of the opposite sex. My former boyfriends would simply act and push for sex but not express their intimate thoughts or ask for mine. At least not in a way that would tempt me. 

For the first time in my life, having met Phil, I understood how hormones could take over rational thought, but he was taken. The fact he did not seem to mind that detail did not mean I didn't. I could not bring myself to act on what I wanted, and so when CEGEP started I kept away from him, which was rather easy as we did not usually run in the same circles and if I only hung out with my college friends, chances were non-existent of us ever crossing paths, or so I thought.

Spring, almost two years later, Jessica started dating a new guy. They were throwing a party and Jessica was excited to have me meet him. She had told me about their sex life and how he was insatiable in bed. He worked in construction and apparently was ripped and well endowed. I was really curious to meet this guy who had my friend blushing and smiling at the most random moments during the day.

When I got to the party I met Frank, her boyfriend. I could not agree more with her about his attractiveness. He was all muscle, rugged and honey eyed. Six feet tall and tanned. I understood immediately how someone would lose their mind over this man. He couldn't seem to take his hand off her which made me smile as I shook his other hand. 

I was quickly presented to several people around the room, and given a delicious but strong mixed drink. I knew quite a few people from school and met a few of his friends who were more of a blue collar sort and mostly good looking.

I was having a great time, getting tipsy, dancing and mingling. I was starting to let loose. I was debating whether to give in to my flirting urge with a particularly handsome young man when I heard a voice I never thought I'd hear again. "V? Oh, my God! Is that you?" There he was, the star of some of my most inspired wet dreams.

Phil looked surprised to see me, just as surprised as I was to see him. He got over his shock first and gave me a hug and kiss, like old friends. I felt myself blush and my cheek burned where his lips had touched me. I had never felt desire flood me so quickly and so potently in my entire life. I think Jessica noticed since she came rushing to my side out of nowhere and had the biggest shit eating grin I had ever seen her direct at me.

"Interesting, she purred linking her arm with mine and addressing Phil while looking him up and down. Who are you and how do you know Victoria? I rarely see her this tongue tied. You must be special!" 

Oh, how I wished I had been around one of my tamer friends who would not have dared put me on the spot like she did. My heart was beating fast, my arm hair standing up and she could not help but add oil to the fire, teasing my nervousness. 

"V? She turned me down numerous times, like the smart girl she is." Phil answered laughing, winking at me. Not one to let anything slide, Jessica couldn't help but ask: "Really? Seeing how you have her blushing it's not because of your looks, so what's wrong with you?" 

"Now, that's enough, Jessie! If she gets any redder she'll burn through the floor" interrupted a smirking Frank before I could intervene myself. He had a huge smile on his face while he man hugged Phil. They apparently knew each other from work, Frank having once worked for Phil's uncle. 

As the guys were distracted saluting each other, Jessica pulled me off to the bedroom before I could protest. 

"Spill!" Was her simple command as she closed the door and pushed me to sit on the bed. She had a stern stare but her lips couldn't help but curl up at the corners. "And don't tell me it's nothing. It obviously is. Who is that guy? And why are you tomato red all of a sudden?" 

"Uhhhhhh..." I couldn't get myself to form words for some reason. When she called me tongue tied she oversold my ability to speak since my brain had short circuited and I actually had lost the ability to think straight, let alone express myself intelligently. "That's Phil." I finally mumbled. Though I am sure it came out more like a: "uhthatshhhmmmphill?"

I knew better than to hope Jessica would not be able to decipher my mumbling or that she had forgotten about my admission long ago that the only guy that ever had me wetting my panties like the hormonal teenager that I was, was that guy on the other side of the door. I knew she remembered my confession and put two and two together when the smile she had been hiding melted her "I take no shit" stare was replaced with a twinkle that could only mean trouble.

"Vicky,"

"I hate when you call me Vicky." I interrupted.

"I know." She said pulling her tongue at me. "And don't think I did not notice how you let him call you V. But that's beside the point." She quickly amended. "I know you have your morals and what not, but even if that guy is still dating that skank, I really think it might be best if you got him out of your system by getting his dick up your system." 

"Nice, Jess. You make it sound so tempting" I tried rolling my eyes and before I could add any further she stopped me by raising her hand and declared in what I imagined was her "I mean business" move: "I say, fuck it, and fuck him, literally! It will do you good."

"He just broke up with that girl of his, if that's any help." Said Frank, leaning on the door jam, startling the shit out of me and adding on to my already spreading nervousness. 

"Fuck! Frank!" I couldn't help but exclaim, my hand to my chest as if I could force it all the way through to stop my heart from panicking.

"No. Frank is taken and well taken care of." Quipped Jessica. "But you can fuck Phil." She said joining Frank at the door and leaving me sitting on the bed with this new piece of information and considering what to do with it.

***

I am getting side tracked. It's been happening a lot lately. My boyfriend was on the phone with the same excuse and I kept thinking about my past relationships. The one with Phil being my favourite one to wax nostalgic about. It did not last long, barely over four months. It was some of the most fun I'd had in my life but he left the Province for a job in Alberta that summer and it never even crossed my mind to go with him. 

I liked him and he had my insides twisted at the drop of a hat but I don't think either of us was in love. With more time I have a feeling we could havebeen. We knew going in he was leaving soon and I was young and too guarded to let myself be taken down a path I knew nothing about. No matter how many wild and tender moments we shared we knew it came with an expiry date. 

By the time he left that summer, I had gone from a virgin to a girl who had done it in more position than I had known existed, every single surface of the apartment I shared with Jess had had my naked skin splayed out on it while he pounded in to me, things had been trickled down body parts and licked off -- a fortune was spent cleaning my sheets so often.

My time with Phil opened me up to a world of physical feelings I could not completely give up on. So when I started University I became a serial monogamist. Never more than five months with a guy but jumping in to a new relationship the moment I was free. In two and a half years since Phil had left I had dated eight guys, and slept with a couple dozen more. 

To be honest, I never thought that one night stands were my thing but I still needed to sleep with a guy before I could commit to dating them on a more permanent basis. If I could not orgasm after a couple of sessions in the sack, I had to go through the whole "It's not you, it's me" spiel and hope the guy was accepting and would not insist on staying friends. 

The last thing I wanted was to be stuck with a former bad lover hoping to change things around. It had happened with the first guy I had slept with starting my first year of University. It had taken me months to shake him off, and I owed that more to Jessica than to my capacity to be direct with the guy. That was the only time I ever tried using the "Let's be friend line" to make the guy feel better.

And so I dated. Trying to but often failing to recreate the sexual intensity I had felt with Phil. At first I thought it was because I was dating university guys, so I went out with a construction worker I had met through Frank. Thankfully, Jessica had already moved on from the cuddly phase with her honey eyed hunk. Making what later developed possible.

***

The construction guy's name was Sal, short for Salvatore. I had turned him down a few times in the past since I could not envision myself crying out his name in bed, not because he was unattractive, I just did not like the name. Oh, I know how superficial that sounds, but one thing I learned from my first sexual tryst was that I like being vocal in bed. Moaning or screaming a guy's name turns me on, in part because they really get off on it.

I started "dating" Sal after I ran in to him and Frank at a bar downtown. Jessica had started dating a new guy two weeks prior after about six months exclusively with Frank, or so I thought. I remember at the time thinking they both had taken the breakup pretty well. At the time I had no idea about the more savory details of their relationship. I would get to learn some of them first hand in the following years but at the time I could not get a straight answer as to what had happened between them but they still got along well enough that I felt comfortable walking up to him and his friend that evening. 

I was supposed to be meeting a couple of my fellow poetry class students. It was fall and I was excited, it was my first year in university and I wanted to soak up the experience but two of them had flaked out and the only one who showed up was this skinny "I only like to wear black" guy who would never shut up about Borges. I loved the author, unfortunately he knew that and sought to impress me with his knowledge but he just sounded pompous to me. 

Therefore, when we walked in to the bar while I was trying to come up with a good excuse to leave early if not immediately and I noticed two familiar faces sitting at the bar, I ignored my companion who was settling at a table near the entrance, quickly excused myself walking straight to them, as if I had not seen these best of friends in years! My enthusiasm must have taken them by surprise but as I hugged them I whispered: "I am stuck with this guy. You need to save me. Please!"

Frank smirked. Ever since I had met him at the party he had thrown with Jessica seven months back, the same evening I through all care to the wind and had fucked Phil in his guest room, while I could hear him and Jessica going at it with just as much intensity through the adjoining wall, Frank looked at me like the cat that ate the canary and had thoroughly enjoyed his meal. I mentioned it to Jessica who just laughed it off, saying that was just his way of looking at attractive women. I asked her if that bothered her and she just smiled and said she loved my loyalty but that I should not worry about her feelings and Frank, that they had an understanding. I had assumed it was of the "look but don't touch" variety, it wasn't.

Sal took advantage of the hug and pressed me to his body a little longer and tighter than appropriate between supposed friends and his hands strayed to my lower back where my skin showed due to my too short coat and too low jeans.

"No worries, baby girl. I'll take care of it. You'll owe me though."

Either Sal's whisper or his cold hands from holding his beer, I am not sure, made goose bumps spread from my lower back up my spine all the way round to my hardening nipples. My physical reaction seemed to have been apparent to Frank who had a knowing look on his face while he pretended to tilt his head halfway to the side unable to hide his smile. Sal kept his focus on me, rubbing his thumb on my lower back, while I looked back and forth between him and Frank.




The Call Ch. 01: Introducing Frank



I think it took me a minute to realize Sal still had his hands on me and that it no longer simply looked like I was saying hi to friends but was in the arms of a lover. This made me imagine the best way to shake off the unwanted company and keep it that way.

"Sal, you're a genius!" I told him standing on my tip toes to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"I am?" He said slightly confused at my beaming smile. Sal was a nice guy, if not the smartest tool in the tool box.

"And modest to boot!" I teased him. "Just follow my lead, boys!" I said dragging Sal by his hand to the table near the entrance. Well not so much dragging as leading him. I don't think I could ever have the physical ability to drag Sal anywhere unless I put wheels on him. 

Taller than Frank at six foot four and over two hundred pounds of pure muscle, Sal is the largest guy I ever dated, at least when speaking about overall bodies. Attractive like all the guys I went to bed with -- I already admitted I can be rather superficial -- he had chocolate brown hair and light brown eyes. Like all construction guys I ever met, he had a permanent tan from working outside but his Italian blood made the tan lines less striking on him than on whiter guys.

"Steve!" I said joining my fellow student at the table, still holding on to Sal's warm hand like a life vest, though him rubbing his thumb over my palm brought to mind a different kind of wetness to drown in. 

"I want you to meet my boyfriend, Sal."

"Nice to meet you, Stevie." Said Sal as 'Stevie' got up to shake his hand. I have feeling Steve was biting his tongue wanting to protest the diminutive used by my "boyfriend" to address him, but I guess he thought better of it when he noticed how Sal basically towered over him.

"I hope you don't mind if he and his friend Frank join us." I said glancing at the bar where Frank simply raised his beer in mock cheer. "He was supposed to only come pick me up in a couple of hours but they finished work early." I smiled innocently at Steve.

"Yeah, sure" said Steve, though the slight lines between his brows belied the waning smile he had plastered on his pale face. 

"Cool! Let's take one of the tables in the back, they have booths and it's warmer there" I quickly said still holding on to Sal and gesturing to Frank to leave his stool at the bar to join us.

Thankfully, Sal did not need to be drawn a picture and took to his boyfriend role like a duck to water. Letting go of my hand as we slid inside one side of the half-moon booth with me on the inside and then snuggled in to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. Frank got to the booth after us and so I was sandwiched between the two guys leaving Steve on the other edge of the table.

I barely remember the conversation while Steve was with us, Sal kept rubbing his thumb on the back of my neck, and would occasionally pretend the music was too loud and whisper whatever he was saying in my ear, taking the opportunity to nozzle my neck, rubbing his stubble on my increasingly sensitive skin.

After only two drinks, Steve made an excuse to leave and I was left with Frank and Sal. We had a couple more drinks and ordered some shooters. Frank left the table to flirt with a couple of blonde girls at the bar and Sal and I did few body shots. I was getting warmer all over but the amount of liquid I had imbibed had me excusing myself to the restroom.

Looking at myself in the mirror over the sink I noticed the flush of my cheeks going all the way up to my ears and down my neck. Splashing some water over my face I noticed my nipples poking through my dark burgundy button down cashmere sweater. My C cups breasts held up by a purple bra were displaying an increasingly reddening cleavage. The naughty girl in me undid a couple extra buttons making sure that the top of my lace bra showed and I tweaked my nipples, in part for my own pleasure but mostly to enhance their visibility through my shirt.

I don't know when during the evening I had made it my mission to tease and eventually fuck Sal, but the thought of it had me aching in a way I hadn't since Phil had left three months prior. So I didn't debate it much before deciding to take the plunge except I still decided to make a quick call to Jessica.

"What's up, V?"

"Hey, Jess! I'm at McQuibs with Frank and Sal getting a bit wasted, and I was thinking I was going to do something a bit crazy..." Jessica just started laughing at me.

"Oh, babe! I appreciate the heads up and whatnot but I really don't mind if you fuck Frank."

"No! Jess! That's not what I mean..."

"Seriously, Vic. I love you like a sister, or a cousin, whichever lets you get away with anything fun or depraved or fun and depraved. In any case, like I was saying, go and fuck the guy. He'll blow your mind, I promise. I'll just want the sexy download after, we can compare notes! I have to go, Chris is getting annoyed. I was in the middle of showing him my legendary oral skills. Bye!"

I was used to Jessica and her lack of filter, and to be honest, mine was lowered when I was around her, but even I was surprised at the cavalier manner she basically had pawned her ex on me. Which had me wondering about the possibility. 

"There's just too many cocks to go around and not enough good sense in me right now to tackle them." I said to myself out loud. A little dazed I left the bathroom and went back to the booth, where Frank had a blonde girl from the bar join us at the table.

Sal got up so I could slide in to the booth, next to Frank and he sat back down on the edge. Again, between two strong hunks I thought about what Jess had said, and fucking Frank. I still wanted to have my way with Sal, but the thought of them both had me hot all over.

The girl Frank had picked up was hot in the standard bottled blonde way. I preferred Jessica's natural dark blonde hair and pouty lips. I bet her and Frank made a hot picture in bed. 

It was not the first time my mind had strayed that way over the last few months since I had met Frank. Physically speaking, the couple was exceptionally attractive. She was all golden, always tanning, lean at five eight with firm large D cup breasts. She did not have much hips but that did not mean she did not know how to move to get the attention she wanted.

I told her many times that if I ever went gay, she would be my first stop to vagina town. Only problem was pussies were not my cup of tea. Anything from the waste up looked like fun, but the lower half scared me on other women. She would joke that with my shorter frame, at only five four, I was closer to her pussy than her breasts and that I would eventually learn what to do down there.

So the thought of her and Frank, rutting in bed... Well, that thought was hella hot. He had the perfect muscled body -- sharpened from work and not by too much weightlifting -- light brown hair and gold honey eyes. When I had met Frank I was so taken by Phil I never spent time thinking about how attractive he was, but with Jessica reminding me of how loud they could get in bed, I couldn't help but think of him as a man, and not as my best friend's ex.

Could I? Sleep with Frank? I would need a bit more alcohol, probably. For now, Sal was tempting enough, and a sure thing the way the evening was going.

Sal's hand slipped from my shoulder to my waste where it rested directly on my skin, my low rise jeans having lowered around my hips. His warm fingers tickling my sides and making my stomach muscles quiver. Oh, yeah! I thought. Sal would do the trick. At least for the night. I let out a little moan, which emboldened him as he started kissing my neck. 

Across the table, the blonde was nuzzling Frank's neck, her hand under the table. I trailed my eyes up her arm, to her neck, then from her lips to Frank's chin and lips. Hmmmm! According to Jess, Frank had perfect motor control of his lips and tongue. Glancing up, I could see him looking at me, a smile hinting at the corner of his lips.

The intensity of his stare, his blatant pleasure, made me gasp which probably made Sal think whatever he was doing could go further, and so his arm went further down my waste inching into the side of my jeans, tickling the top of my underwear while his other hand came up from his side and rested a whisper from my breasts. The thought of his big manly tanned hands on my white flesh made me quiver.

Looking back at Frank, holding his stare as he still nursed his beer, both his hands on the table as the blonde kept doing all the work, I slowly wet my lips. And as he winked back at me, Sal finally tweaked my hard nipple through my sweater. The lurid nature of knowing Frank could see me getting turned on while I had a good looking man lavishing me with attention and kisses almost made me cum at the table.

My eyes lingering on Frank I turned my face to the side capturing Sal's mouth with my own, my hand lowering under the table to further push his hand down my pants while I opened my legs to give him better access.

Getting the hint, Sal quickly pushed his finger past the edge and went directly for skin, ignoring over the panty play. That made me groan, and I through my head back a bit, away from his lips and I looked back at Frank who had the evilest or sexiest grin I had seen. 

"Victoria" groaned Sal. "You are so sexy. You have no idea how hard you make me" he whispered in my ear.

"Hmmm, Sal. How hard do I make you, baby?"

"Why don't you touch and see" he replied back while he found my nub and gently caressed it.

All care thrown to the wind, I turned back to Sal, kissing him deeply, my tongue tasting his while I slowly brought my hand down his chest, teasing him all the way down until I found the front of his pants.

"Oh, Sal. I think you have a BIG surprise for me, don't you?" I teased him, kissing him gently.

"It's a big and hard surprise, babe." He added while getting his hand deeper inside the front of my jeans and finding my wet opening with his fingers while his thumb kept playing me like a vibrato.

"Oh! Fuck!" I couldn't help but exclaim at the pleasure I felt. I grabbed his head and forced it to my neck where he kissed and sucked on my flesh. I turned and looked at Frank.

I don't know how long Sal and I had been kissing, but it was long enough for the blonde to have disappeared under the table. Though one of his hands had joined her, Frank's other hand was still on his beer, and though he looked down from time to time, his eyes were still on what was happening in front of him. On me being manhandled by his friend.

Making out in the back of a dark and loud bar while one of the hottest men I had ever met looked on while he was getting head was at the time one of the most erotic experiences of my short but enthusiastic sex life. As much as I wanted Sal to fuck me, part of me wanted to also please Frank. I had played with Phil, but with Frank I wondered how far it could go. Part of me wondered if he would be as firm as Phil had been. Calling me a slut and a whore. When a man not only makes you beg but basically commands you to beg, that's thrilling. At least to me it is. A man who knows how to be assertive and demanding... That man has me weak in the knees. Unfortunately, most men I've been with lack that quality. 

He obviously enjoyed watching, so I brought the hand that was not rubbing Sal's hard on up my other breast and pinched a nipple.

Frank smiled at that and brought his pelvis forward under the table where I could only imagine he made the blonde take him deeper in her mouth.

This was hot. This was so hot I was burning all over. My cashmere sweater felt too hot. My bra too constricting. And my hand traveled to join Sal's on my breast where I pulled down my top by a few inches, making my nipples peak out over the top of my bra.

Sal lips left my neck and latched on to my hard nipple.

Frank now had both hands under the table, and I could see him undulating his hips while I heard some bumping from the underside of the booth. I imagined from the intensity of his eyes that the blonde might have been deep throating him, and so I started to rock my hips, giving further access to my dripping cunt to Sal's thick fingers.

How no one noticed what was going on, or complained to anyone, I don't know. Small mercies, and all, at the time it barely crossed my mind that we could get caught or what the consequences could be.

"Are you going to cum for me, V? Hmmmmm? Is your hot little cunny liking my big strong fingers? God baby, I am going to fuck you so hard tonight. Just cum for me, babe. Soak my fingers with your juices. I bet you're a hot fuck"

"Oh, fuck, Sal!" I whimpered while he upped the tempo and force as he was now basically ramming me with his fingers. He had at some point undone my zipper and looking down I could clearly see his fingers pushing in to me.

I looked back at Frank who was no longer grinning who leaning sideways could also see what Sal was doing to me with what I could only imagine was his "I am about to cum" face. He looked back up at me and keeping eye contact with him I brought my own finger down my pants, wetting it with my own spending and brought it up to my lips.

I sucked on my finger like I would a cock while Sal was still obsessively pawing and sucking on my nipples: "Oh, Sal. You make me so wet. Make me cum baby. Make me cum and we can leave and fuck properly." But every word was addressed to Frank. I was performing for him.

Oblivious, Sal redoubled his efforts and just as I was about to crest, Frank reached over grabbed my nipples and twisted while Sal sucked on my neck. I started cumming, writhing like a mad woman.

"Yes. Fuck, yes!" I mumbled trying not to scream.

"That's it, baby. God you're so tight when you cum. I can't wait to have my cock up your delicious cunny. You have me so hard I'll have trouble walking, I might just have to fuck you on the way to the apartment to relieve some of the pain."

Across the table, his hands quickly back under the table, I noticed Frank go still. His forehead had a bead of sweat about to run down his temple. I heard deep groaning under the table followed by slurping sounds. I remember later thinking how lucky he was not to leave a mess in his pants like I was sure to have done. The walk back to the apartment was going to be interesting.



The Call Ch. 02



I awoke the next morning feeling more refreshed than I had in months. Her small body was curled up next to mine as I had allowed her to sleep with me. She never even stirred as I left the bed to attend to my body's demands.

My body's needs taken care of, I returned to the comforting warmth of our bed. I smiled to myself, noticing the way she had moved into the very area I had been lying in. Slipping in next to her, but not touching her, I watched as her body instinctively sought my warmth. Lying on my side, the top of her head easily fit under my chin.

The feel of her soft skin on mine started the stimulation process for me. My growing cock was nestled almost perfectly between her cheeks. As I continued to grow, her body seemed to respond, rubbing them on my length. A sigh escaping from her, signaled she was no longer sleeping. 

Throwing the covers off of us, I moved till I was up on my knees looking down upon her. I admired her petite form lying still under my gaze. The sleekness of her form with its gentle curves beckoned to my body. My cock grew hard and to its full length as I surveyed my domain.

"SMACK" echoed within the confines of the room, the sound of my hand making contact with her shapely cheek and thigh. She had pretended to be asleep long enough. Besides, I was ready for her even if she was still partially asleep.

"SMACK" echoed again as my hand made contact again. "Hurry up bitch," I growled at her. "Get up on all fours with that ass of yours pointing in my direction and your head on the bed."

Swiftly she complied with my wishes. Two hand prints were easily visible on her pale skin from the blows I had given her. My hands each covered an ass cheek as I grabbed her to hold her still for her impalement. My strong hands pulled her cheeks apart, displaying her openings to my gaze. I could see moisture beading on the lips of her cunt.

Releasing one cheek, I grasped my cock to rub the head up and down her lips. I watched and felt the head become coated with her juices. Firmly, I continued to stroke the outside of her cunt with my cock, smearing her juices in all directions. Finally, I stopped with myself position for entry. My cock head nestled between the splayed lips of her cunt.

Fingers spread wide; I completely encapsulated her small hips in my hands as I pushed myself into her. Lustfully I watched myself slide into her, inch by inch. The walls of her cunt grasping me with their silky grip as they stretched to accommodate my size, a feeling I was able to fully appreciated this morning. Last night I had been to overcome with my own need to fully feel what she had to offer.

Pulling almost completely out, I watched myself slide back into her again, enjoying the sensations it produce again. I continued to do this as I watched a puddle of her juices collect at the base of cock and start to drip down my balls.

"SMACK," the sound of my hand hitting her ass echoed through the room as I plunged back in again. I would have to time my blows just right. The width of my hip exceeded the width of hers, not leaving any room for my hand. With other women I had had in the past, this had never been a problem since they were wider than I in the hip area.

"OH," she moaned as the feelings of pleasure and pain combined within her.

"SMACK."

"OH."

"SMACK."

"OH."

The rhythm continued while her cheeks turned bright red. Each one of my thrusts provided her with another pain reminder when my groin area would make contact with her super sensitive skin. Unable to maintain the rhythm any longer, I gave up and contented myself with just plowing her highly responsive body.

"OH," she moaned and continued to moan almost continuously. I could feel her body starting to tense, signaling her impending orgasm. Sliding my hand over slightly, I aligned my thumb with her asshole. 

Feeling her body start to spasm, I pushed my thumb into her deeply. Her own juices provided plenty of lubrication so only her own tightness fought the intrusion. The effect was instantaneous as her head and shoulders lifted off of the bed. The feeling of my cock sliding in and out of cunt while rubbing against my thumb in her ass was all I needed. My own orgasm followed the onslaught of hers. Jets cum coated the inside of her cunt.

The sensations flooding my body through my cock head were too much, I had to stop moving. Kneeling there, I savored the view as much as the feelings coursing through my body. Her bright red cheeks split by my cock and thumb made me wish I had a camera on hand to capture the moment forever.

Time, however, never stands still and my cock slowly deflated to its normal size. As it slipped from her, I pulled my thumb free also. Body and mind sated for the time being, I lay back down on the bed to stretch my legs straight again. Unbidden, she turned around and began to clean me with her tongue.

When she had finished, I nodded at her while unspoken thoughts passed between us. Getting my approval, she headed to the bathroom to clean up while I fell back asleep. Contented, I slept until I felt her hand on my shoulder letting me know breakfast was ready.

Two hours later found us back at my house where I was changing into clean clothes. I hadn't taken any with me since I hadn't planned to be gone for the night when I had originally left my own house. This time I packed extra sets, too.

"Let's go," I told her. "There are a few items I need to pick up today. We will probably be gone for the whole day by the time I have everything I need."

"Yes sir," she replied.

The day was bright and sunny as we began our adventure. I knew it would take at least two hours to reach our first destination, so I decided to put the time to good use by finding more out about the inner Staci.

"When did you first decide you wanted to be a slave?" I asked.

"About five years ago."

"What made you decide you wanted to be a slave, and I expect a real answer this time," I replied back to her, steel in my voice.

"Please forgive me sir. I will strive to answer you question correctly this time," she replied timidly.

"I had found a book full of sexual stories which I read. In the book there were stories about all different kinds of sexual encounters, but I was excited the most by the stories involving women submitting to men. Each time I would read one, I would grow wet and my nipples hard. After awhile, I started touching myself while reading the stories. The first time I ever orgasmed was while reading one of the stories."

"What was the story about?"

"It was about a wife who had to pick between staying married and being her husband's sex slave, or going her own way in life. The women chose to be her husband's slave rather than face life on her own again. With all of her family gone, the woman would have been totally on her own. She wondered if she wasn't actually missing something, as she seemed to spend all of her energy saying "no", trying to still be the "good girl" her late mother had wanted her to be."

"Then there was no actual sex in the story?"

"No, there was sex. But, the real story was about how she realized she wasn't happy with whom she was. She had done everything society expected of her, yet she still felt like she was missing something crucial in her life. So, she agreed to be her husband's sex slave. After all, if it didn't work, she could still get the divorce."

"Was it a conditional slavery, or a full slavery?"

"It was a full slavery. She had to do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it. She had to submit to his will entirely."

"So what was the first thing he made her do?"

"Strip off her clothes in the middle of the living room while he watched."

"That's all." 

"No, then he screwed her from behind as she bent over the arm of the couch."

"Was the whole story like that, or did it become more daring as it went?"

"Later on they progressed to him using her mouth and ass for his pleasure, but it was more about how happier she became in her life. What I found the most exciting was the fact she had no say at all. Most people would consider the sex was pretty tame, but main theme of the story was his complete control over her, not kinky sex."

"I will never accept anything but complete obedience from a slave of mine."

"I know, that's why I called you. I want to be controlled. I want to be subjugated to your every whim. It's making me wet just thinking about it." 

"Show me how wet you are."

Raising her skirt, she slipped a small finger into her cunt. Pulling it out, she showed me the fluid coating it.

"Now unbutton your shirt and show me your breasts." Her nipples were hard enough to be easily visible as I had suspected they would be.

"You will pleasure yourself while we drive, but you are not allowed to orgasm. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir," she replied.

I knew we were about 30 minutes from my now changed destination. I hadn't planned on taking her to this destination today, but our conversation had changed my mind. Thirty minutes of self stimulation would have her body in a highly sensitive state by the time we arrived.

She was softly moaning as we pulled into the empty driveway of a simple white ranch house. It looked like all the other houses on the street, but she couldn't see as I had stopped earlier and tied a bandanna over her eyes. Parking my vehicle, I guided her to the door of the house. Knocking, I waited for the owner to answer the door.

"I though that was your vehicle," as the homeowner opened the door for me.

"I have some business for you. Are you available on such short order?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"We all have choices."

"Not where you are concerned," she laughed.

Susan's laugh was deep and powerful, matching the form of her body. She could easily pass as a man, and at times did when it suited her needs. Like me, she enjoyed mastering members of her sex. I knew Staci would be hard pressed to tell if she was in the presence of another man or woman at this time.

"Come on in and bring your new toy in so I can get a better look at her."

I led her down a small hallway and a flight of steps to the owner's work area. A special table dominated the center of the room. It was shaped somewhat like an "X" with ankle and wrist cuffs to securely hold an individual down. I used them to hold my slave in place. As an after thought, I secured a ball gag in place and head phones over her ears. She was completely shut off from the world around her since her blindfold was still in place.

"This looks pretty serious to me. Just what would you like to have done?"

"The works."

"Will she be able to handle it?"

"She doesn't have a choice."

"What about locals?"

"No. It is important for her to feel the pain. She desires complete and absolute control over her body and mind."

Susan, who had had medical training, began examining her body for possible reasons not to do as I had requested of her. She was not doing the exam because she was against what I was asking, but to make sure it would be safe for her patient. Her medical training would not allow her conscience to do as I had asked if it was not safe to do. She also knew I would respect her opinion if she said it wasn't safe.

"She's a very healthy young lady. Are you sure you wouldn't like to just give her to me instead?" 

"No, I've decided to keep this one. She may just be the one I've been looking for. Something about her feels right."

"Normally, I would caution people about feeling like that, but I know you are capable of keeping her in line."

"I will heed your words of wisdom."

"Would you mind if I at least have a small taste before we move on?"

"Not at all, in fact, the procedure would best be done just after she succumbs to your skills."

Susan went about gathering the tools she would use. She checked every item twice, a true professional of her trade. She was the best.

"Gold or silver?"

"Gold."

"Same size for all three?"

"Yes."

"Good choice. It imparts a more balanced look in my opinion, but the customer is always right."

Her implements ready, she moved to stand between Staci's spread legs. Lowering her head, she traced the outline of her cunt lips with her tongue. I knew there was no way Staci would be able to resist her, even if she tried with all her might. Susan was as skilled as they came.

"She's very excited. Does she know what it going to happen to her?" Susan asked after she lifted her head up.

"No."

Susan returned her attention to Staci's dripping cunt. I watched as Staci's body jerked in it's restraints as she fought to not orgasm. After all, her master had never told her if she was now allowed to orgasm. Susan's skill soon won out, though, as I watched her body going through its tell tale spasms.

Susan, always the professional, was up and grabbing her tools of the trade in just a few seconds after her spasms started. I can not even begin to imagine what Staci must have felt as the piercing tool penetrated her super sensitive clit while she was still in the throes of her orgasm. A small plume of smoke arose from her body as Susan triggered the cauterizing mode of her tool. Seconds later, the ring was slipped into place and deftly soldered shut for eternity. Not wasting any time, Susan quickly repeated the process for both nipples.

Staci's entire body was shaking by now, but Susan's table had been built for just this very purpose. There was no chance of the person's body moving enough to cause them any harm. All of the restraints had completely immobilized her where it truly mattered.

"Your girl made a puddle on my floor," Susan chided me.

"Check it. I think you will find it's not what you think it is."

"It's not urine," she replied with amazement. "She must have orgasmed again while I was doing her nipples."

"That would be my best guess, too."

"You are one lucky fellow. She just may be the one for you. Do you wish to take her while she is still strapped in place?"

"No. I have other plans to accomplish yet today, but I appreciate your offer."

"In that case, it might be a good idea to get her back up on her feet."

Deftly, I removed the ear muffs and ball gag allowing her to breathe more easily in her still heightened state. Next, the restraints were unbuckled. Gently I lifted her from the table and stood her up. She clung to me as she regained her balance. The blindfold I left in place. It would always be a mystery for her as to exactly who had done the piercing.

As we were leaving, I left money on the table to cover her costs. I had no need to pay for the actual procedures, since I had made the table for Susan. Silently, we made are way back to my vehicle. Staci was well on her way back to regaining full control of her body. I had no doubts about if she was up to any more traveling today. She would be able to handle it easily.



The Call Ch. 02



She was heading up to Cordoba's room. What could he possibly want now? At this critical moment, there was no time for games, and Cordoba loved games. Oh, he never called them as such. He never even insinuated that it was foolishness that came across his mind. No, to him, he was a fucking genius. And geniuses deserved special treatment and every idea warranted top consideration. Maria hated this cat and mouse shit. But, Cordoba was the key, the mastermind behind everything. She was owed a debt; a large debt and without him, she couldn't obtain everything she was after. Without him, there was no purpose; not plot; no end of the story. And this story needed an end.

This house is too fucking huge she thought to herself as she climbed the stairs to the second floor. Some people would consider this place a mansion; seven bedrooms, 4 baths, three offices. There was a sunken in living room with a stone fireplace. A master kitchen with stainless steel appliances and a chef's island which led into a master dining room. Off to the left of the living room was a den or library, whichever one would prefer to call it. There were books from all different authors. Classics by Edgar Rice Burroughs and spy novels such as penned by Ian Fleming. There was Isaac Asimov, and James Patterson. Poetry by Emily Bronte, Edward Lear, and Lewis Carol. Books on mathematics and the sciences. You name the subject and there was a book there that covered it. But none of the books in that room told the tale that Maria was weaving. Nor would there ever be a book written and placed in that library about what she was doing. Who would want to write about the kind of person she had become. The house meant nothing to her. Money was not of any value. The house; the wealth; the comfort, she hadn't earned it. It was given to her by her dead father and his nice and tidy will. Hell, she hadn't accomplished a single thing in her life. She was 28 years old and couldn't hold one moment up as a trophy for a task she had completed on her own. Everything was given. She was pampered. She was served. She was walking money. So the question that had to be answered was, how could a man owe her anything that something of such value would be taken from him.

She stopped at a door and knocked.

"Come in Maria. I've been waiting for you."

As she walked into the room there was Cordoba. He didn't have a stitch of clothes on and he was sitting in his thickly padded office chair with his huge cock sticking straight up in the air. He had been jacking it off because the tip was wet from the pre-cum that had dribbled out from his shaft.

"I was going to ask you what you wanted, but I can fucking see that."

Maria had been through this many times with Cordoba. But she had to please him. She had to make sure he would come through when the time warranted it. And besides, his cock was long and thick, and as stupid as he was at times, the guy knew how to fuck a girl. She unzipped her black dress from behind, and slowly let it drop to the floor. She was wearing nothing underneath. She never wore panties or a bra. She loved the thrill it gave her when she would be out, in a bar somewhere, or at a meeting wearing a short skirt, bending over and letting anyone who chose see her cunt. Then she'd make them squirm when their cocks tried to get out of their pants. Every once in a while she'd get lucky and find a wild one, a guy who was bold. She'd bend over as if to pick something up, or to adjust her shoe, and she'd feel a pair of hands grab her ass, and a dick slammed into your cunt. She's spread her legs a little bit wider and let the fucking begin. Fucks like these didn't last very long. Too much excitement on the guys part. After about 3 or 4 minutes of deep hard pounding, there would come the sudden deep thrust, and then the sporadic jerking and the grunts, and then the ejaculation of gallons of semen. The cock would easily slide out. The guy would leave, and Maria would walk away with sperm running out from her pussy down her legs. 

She walked over to Cordoba until she was within his reach. His oversized hands roamed caressingly up and down her back, paying special attention to the round, protruding globes of her pliant soft and smooth ass as he cupped the cheeks, then pinched and massaged them, making ridges of her silky flesh ooze like white butter through his strong fingers. After a few moments, he felt her naked loins swelling, as Maria began to slide her moist naked cunt up and down the rock-hard shaft of his cock. He let his lips reach out to hers. He kissed her hard.

Breaking the deep kiss, Cordoba rumbled in his heavily accented voice, "You can go down on me Maria, right now.

It wasn't exactly an order or a command. He was just telling her what he wanted her to do, and somehow, without being forced or coerced, she had always obeyed him unquestioningly. To her it was the best play she had.

"Okay, baby!" she breathed, 

She slithered naked down over him, pausing for a moment to lick and suck at both of his nipples, burrowing down through the thick hair on his chest to get at them. Maria knew that he liked it, so she bore the intense tickling sensation his hair produced on her lips and nose. It was a small favor in return for the complete satisfaction he gave her each time they fucked. And he did know how to satisfy. She didn't deny in her mind how she loved to fuck him.

Cordoba moaned his satisfaction with her as she obediently knelt - her heavily ripened breasts swaying like fruit ready to be picked - between his widespread legs. She was holding the lust-thickened shaft of his cock with one hand, while the other caressed his chest. Naked kneeling below him, Maria had sucked up one of his egg-sized testicles into her soft warm mouth and was gently licking it with her tongue. His hands went down to her jet-black hair to smooth and caress her. In the next few moments, she had likewise sucked on his other sperm-filled ball. The feel of her hot little mouth working down there between his legs gave him a whole series of erotic sensations. Then she was licking him, her tongue flicking back along the sensitive flesh behind his scrotum until she was nudging her tongue tip into the sensitive, puckered ring of his ass. He moaned and writhed under the electric charge of it, groaning, "God, baby ... that's it! That's nice! Damned nice!" He felt his wildly aching cock throb and lurch involuntarily shooting a short squirt of sperm, and after a moment, he gasped. "That's enough, Maria!"

His hands on her head pulled her wet probing tongue away, then he was guiding her hungrily opened mouth toward the bloated head of his pulsating penis. Her smoke-gray eyes bored up at him sexily as she murmured, "That must have given you quite a charge. I your cock released a bit of that sperm of yours baby!"

"You know damned well it did! Shit! My cock stood up and yelled for attention!"

"Mmmmmmmnnnn!", she mumbled unintelligibly as her sensuous lips opened wide and slowly slid down over the dripping head of his penis, her wet little tongue instantly beginning to swirl around and around the smooth, satiny flesh. One hand held the long thick shaft while her other caressed his scrotal sac, scratching lightly with her nails. 

Now, as he signaled her with his hands on her head, Maria began to bob up and down, gradually absorbing more and more of his enormous cock's shaft into her warm sucking mouth and partway down her comfortably relaxed throat.

Cordoba watched her cheeks hollow and fill with the exertion of sucking pressure, and enjoyed the lurid sight of her wet lips nibbling up and down the thick trunk of his penis. 

Involuntarily, now, his hips were rising, countering her greedily sucking lips, and he knew it was time to stop - otherwise she'd have to keep on sucking him until he exploded his churning load of hot semen into her mouth.

With rough hands, Cordoba tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her head up, her moist mouth reluctantly coming off the glistening wet shaft of his cock, and he growled, "You can stop sucking my prick now! Come on up here and get on top of me, for a good ride."

Maria's disappointment was short-lived, as she looked up into Cordoba's excited face with surprise at his impulsively rough action, but as soon as she understood what it was he wanted her to do, she crawled gracefully up over his body, until she straddled him. Cordoba pulled a pillow over to him and propped himself up in the bed, then ordered, "Not that way! Turn around!"

She liked the woman on top position for fucking; it made it easier for her to control the depth to which his thick length 

penetrated her, so she was glad to do his biding. Swiveling around, she turned her back to him, then leaning forward against his drawn-up knees, she reached back to guide his massive throbbing cock into the moist, opening of her swollen cunt. The moment she touched his rod, she felt it jerk a sudden massive jerk. She immediately felt another long warm jet of sperm shoot up against her cunt lips. 

"Oh FUCK!!! Cordoba cried as he strained every muscle in his body to prevent the uncontrollable spasms that would drain his balls. Sweat beaded up upon his forehead as he sensed he had prevented his ejaculation.

"My, you are excited aren't you" she cooed.

Maria loved the feeling of cum dripping of her pussy. She waited until she was sure he had regained control. Carefully, she rocked back on his lust-hardened shaft, allowing its thickness to slide up into her clinging fuckable tunnel with slow 

deliberateness. "AAAaaaahhh!" she sighed contentedly when she had absorbed all of it. "There!" Her petite arms went out to embrace his hair-covered legs, as behind her Cordoba's hands roamed over her naked curved back.

Then his searching hands were on the silky, unblemished smoothness of her ass, sliding down under it and lifting her hips slightly. As he relaxed, allowing her to sink back down on his now wet glistening shaft, he flexed his hips upward at the same time to drive his now semen filled penis deeper up into her eagerly sucking vagina.

God! It was absolutely wonderful, Maria thought, the way his long hard penis filled her; she could feel every throbbing lurch of it, and every square inch of its rigid and veined surface was in heated contact with her tightly clasping vaginal tunnel. Taking her cue from him, she began to rock back and forth, sliding her wildly responding pussy up and down on his rock-hard pole of male flesh. She moved slowly at first, then began to fuck faster, more as she felt the ecstatic sensations racing maddeningly through her. Finally, she was moving much as a skilled horsewoman moves at a trot, slamming her naked rounded ass down hard against his abdomen to absorb his thick engorged pole to the fullest, then rising high above him until just the lust-bloated head remained in her hot searing cunt.

Behind and under her, Cordoba massaged and pinched her smooth working ass, his hands like a cruel goad to her, while at the same time his hips drove his pulsating shaft up into the warm moistness of her pussy with demanding urgency.

"Shit Maria. Fuck my cock. Fuck it till you cum. Squirt baby. Fuck me till you're dripping wet."

Faster and faster, Maria rode him like a bucking horse at a rodeo. Her breathing was uncontrolled, gasping, and her head rolled around and around, swishing her long black hair across her shoulders. The room was filled with the sounds of her fucked cunt. Juices were flowing out from her and all around the piston working within her, making it easier for the fucking shaft to slide in deeper and deeper with each thrust. She wanted it never to end, while at the same time she sensed her explosive orgasm would arrive almost any second now.

"Oh, God!" she moaned. "I'm going to cum! IIII'mmmm going to ccccuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmm! Nowwwwwwwwww! 

AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhh!" "Fucking ram me. Impale with your cock right fucking now. Split my cunt wide open. OH SHIT!!!"

With a final, squatting thrust, she convulsed spasmingly and clasped her arms tightly around his knees, as her wild delirious climax surged through her. Every time she lifted herself up to slam back down, her cunt juice sprayed out in streams over Corboba's cock. And then, BAM, back down again hard and deep. Her asshole was constricting with each contraction of her pussy. She couldn't stop. On and on it seemed like. Would her orgasm come to an end? In one way she wanted it to, but in another she wanted the fucking to go on and on. But she desired sperm. She wanted sperm. This fucking wouldn't be complete unless her cunt was overflowing with semen. Suddenly she felt herself moving forward

Cordoba, beneath her, was close to his own spewing release, but when he felt Maria's orgasmic contractions on his penis, he had to do something else. Quickly, he straightened out his legs. Maria fell forward with them, then he was freeing himself to get up on his knees. Maria's cunt was spraying juice everywhere. With strong, commanding hands and powerful arms, he grasped her at the hips and pulled her up to her knees. Almost desperately, he came in behind her and plunged his aching demanding cum dripping cock deep into the wet clinging depths of her hot orgasming cunt. He paid no attention to her muffled moans as, boarlike, he fucked her from behind with wild, animalistic grunts coming from deep in his throat. 

"Ah, Maria, you fucking whore - Your pussy is - like velvet."

Slamming away, he gored her, fucking with an insane determination, his powerful thrusts jarring her kneeling young body with flesh-slapping, bone-crashing cruelty. After several moments of this, he felt his orgasm coming to him. He felt his swollen balls begin to tighten up and pull up toward his body. The spasms of ejaculation were beginning at the very root of his penis foretelling of the bursting damn the would force the jetting stream of his white-hot sperm to race the full length of his long jerking rod and spew deep into Maria's furiously milking womb.

"You fucking two bit slut. I'm going to cum in you deep." "I'm going to make sure you know that your tight fucking pussy has been drenched in my semen"...."FUCK....I CUMMMINGGG!!!"

He came! With a satisfied, grunting oath, he thrust into her wet heated vagina as far as he could go and held his cock there for a few seconds allowing the first few shots of sperm to splash up against her inner wall. He wanted her to know he was cuming. But he didn't want to lose the friction of orgasm, so he began to pound her uncontrollably increasing the power of his orgasm. His balls were working overtime producing the sperm needed for this gigantic ejaculation and he so enjoyed the gloriously vibrant feeling of his insanely pumping cock, as his semen hosed through him, to jet from its slitted tip, spraying deep into the moist warm confines of her cunt. 

There was no more room for cum in Maria's pussy, and Cordoba was still pumping his load, so he pulled out of her, her pussy reluctantly letting his cock go by producing a suction sound. He grabbed hold of his tool and began to madly jack it off allowing spews of semen to shoot up on Maria's back, ass and thighs.

"Oh yes baby!" Maria moaned. "Cum on my ass." "Shoot that last of your load on the crack of my ass".

Cordoba jacked away wildly, until the streams of sperm lessened and lessened until it was just a steady trickle seeping out of the tip of his cockhead. Finally, with his balls pumped dry, his massive cock softening, and his strength spent, he collapsed on top of Maria, and as her knees gave way, they slid down against the softness of the floor.

After only a few moments of quiet communion and his penis now dead, he rolled from on top of her and said, "You were just great, Maria. So fucking great." "But" he continued, you know I have a phone call to make."

"Yes you do" she responded. "Now's the time to make it, but first we need to clean up don't you think."

They both took a shower...together. They got dressed, walked downstairs and entered the den, closing the door behind them. Cordoba picked up the phone, took a piece of paper from off the desk. There was a name and a phone number on it. He dialed the number. The phone began to ring.

"It won't be long now. I was listening to the two of them; fucking. Cordoba was really shoving it into her. I thought they'd never finish. But now that they're done and in the den, I would imagine that he's on the phone now. I guess the only question left is if you're really worth all this time and effort. Before were finished with all this mess, you will have paid me back for everything you've done. 

Jack Lester looked at the women sitting next to him on the couch. Her name was Virginia Wales. As far as he was concerned payback was going to begin right now; today. But not just today. He considered Virginia kind of like a loan which would take many installments to be paid off.

The question that Virginia was asking herself in all of this was could she hold out? Could she stop this man from fucking her, violating her before she was home with her husband. She had never had sex with anyone but her husband, but she could see it in this man's eyes. She could see it in his pants. He wanted to fuck her.

"You're looking at me like I'm a whore." Virginia said.

"You can get off that whore kick!" Jack growled. "You're just feeling sorry for yourself - but make no mistake, I'm going to fuck the ass right off of you!" "Cordoba won't stop me. Maria won't stop me." "They wouldn't dare. All that matters is that when this ordeal is all done you're allowed to go home, providing you will want to go home when I'm finished with you.

"I'm not going to bed with you, now or ever ... so you can get that idea out of your head r-right now!"

She had to try one last plea. Her voice was choked and hoarse. "Please Jack ... won't you g-give me a chance to pay you back ... some other way for what my husband's done?

"Yeah! You're making the first installment today!" he told her with a lewd grin, as his hand reached the hem of her dress. "At least this way you both get to live and have that happy ending every married couple dreams of."

Almost undetectably, her legs moved involuntarily apart, the feeling of helpless defeat strong in her, and Jack moved upward with confidence, his exploring fingers scouting the way.

Then his hand was there on the warm throbbing mound between her slightly spread legs, his fingers rubbing searchingly along the flimsy nylon panties that just barely covered her warm moistened vaginal slit. Slowly, his out-stretched middle finger slipped in under the elastic leg band, and, before she was fully aware of what was happening, he was caressing the already blood swollen lips of her wet pulsating pussy. The sexy feel of her warm young flesh, the softness of her thin, golden pubic hair, against his exploring fingers, inflamed him with passion and an urgency to follow his searching fingers with the hardness of his massive erect penis.

Then he kissed her hard, his tongue, pointed and demanding, bursting through her wet parted lips to stab probingly into her mouth as his arm sucked around her trim little waist to crush her voluptuous trembling body close to him. Below, his finger played at the moistened mouth of her hot throbbing vaginal opening, dipping just inside her pussy lips with sensuous insistence, then moving upward under the flimsy covering of her nylon panties to find the hot, swollen and now hard clitoris. He could feel his shorts getting wet with the pre-cum oozing out of the slit at the tip of his penis.

Virginia moaned up into his mouth as his extended middle finger made electrical contact with the sensitive little nerve bud, and her hips moved under her in a futile, writhing attempt to escape his tantalizing fingering. It was no use! There was no escaping its teasing brushings along the short, hot length of her clitoris. A few seconds later she found her writhing hips were thrusting up with a fevered urgency against his teasing finger. Suddenly the aroused young wife stiffened, catching herself up short God! What am I doing? I'm acting like I really want it ... like I want him to do it to me ... just like when my husband gets me all worked up ... and I c-can't help myself, I'm so far gone! Then the painful realization: My Husband! Randy! Oh, my God, I'm almost about to be fucked by someone other than him! I never intended to do this! But what could I do? This man's got me both coming and going!




The Call Ch. 02



Rising from the couch, Jack pulled Virginia up with him and, taking her by the arm, led her firmly toward the short hallway that led from the game room into one of the bedrooms whereat they entered. He closed the door behind them. It's time to get you on a bed!" His voice was husky, and his breath came in short, heavy pantings. "What're you waiting for, damn it? Start getting undressed! I want you bare-assed naked!" he commanded arrogantly.

Virginia began undressing. Turning her back to him, she pulled her dress up over her head and tossed it aside. She wasn't wearing a slip; the weather was too warm, and she had dispensed with it. Then, as she reached back behind her to release the clasp of her bra, she felt Jack's hands already there, unhooking it. She leaned forward, releasing the fullness of her firm large breasts.

Jack's hands, greedily grasping for her soft tits, groped around her from behind, capturing them and feeling their satiny warmth. As he dug his fingers into her two mounds, the coned-out, berrylike nipples spiked out hard against the palms of his hands. Virginia stood quite still as he caressed her breasts brutally, mashing them with the hardness of his hands, while his lips kissed the back of her neck, causing even more tingling sensations to flash through her almost fully aroused body. Her cunt juice began to come to life. Below, in the small of her back, she was aware of the huge, warm throbbing bulge of his penis pressed up tight against her.

"Oh, OOOooohhh ..." she moaned, unable to control herself at all. She couldn't understand it. A day ago, she would have scoffed if anyone had suggested that she would be going to bed with a strange man. She would have been even more indignant had it been predicted that she would be standing here in anticipation and wanting the full enjoyment of such an illicit coupling.

"You've really got it, Virginia," he whispered complimentarily in her ear, "and in all the right places."

Nimbly writhing from his grasp, Virginia stripped off her panties and lay down on the bed, her legs spread obscenely, invitingly (she thought) apart, and looked up at her antagonist, said, "H-here I am! If you want me ... come and t-take me!"

Leeringly, Jack grinned down at her and replied, "You're not going to cop out that easy, baby! Before I'm through with you, you'll be begging me to fuck you!"

She watched as he began peeling off his jacket and tie. "Do you have to be so foul-mouthed all the time?" she flung up at him.

"Come off it, Virginia, baby! You know the words!" His shirt was off, now, and as he pulled off his undershirt, he went on, "And you'll be using them too!"

"No, I won't!"

"We'll see! Now, turn over on your belly!" he rasped out at her.

Virginia did it, hating herself for obeying him, but reasoning that if she did everything he wanted, the sooner it would all be over.

She heard the sigh of cloth on skin and knew that he had taken off his trousers. Twisting her head around, she saw him remove his shorts, releasing his huge lust-hardened cock to her awe-stricken eyes. She gasped. My God! It's so big! Her eyes rounded in surprise. It wasn't just long, much longer than her husband's, but it was thick, extremely thick.

Jack caught her look and snickered gloatingly, "Admiring my prick?"

"No-no!" She straightened her head so that she couldn't see it.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out for her, his fingers gently tracing the outlines of her naked alluring contours, lightly drawing them down over her back and across the swelling, soft pliant moons of her ass; down over her smooth tapered thighs he moved, allowing them to drift back up the soft, satin flesh of her faintly trembling inner thighs to the twin swellings of her smooth white bottom. He paused to knead and caress the warmth of her unblemished flesh, his fingers, gentle and light the instant before, now suddenly hard and brutal as they dug in hard to leave welts on her ass cheeks.

Again she moaned, partly in pain and partly in uncontrollable, rising passion.

"Yeah, baby, you've got it, all right! You've really got it!" he breathed.

"Oh, God, Jack ... why don't you just go ahead ... a-and do it to me! I-I won't tell anybody that y-you ... forced me to ..."

Jack cut her off in mid-sentence. "I'm not forcing you to do anything! You're doing it because you want to ... and don't you ever forget it!" His voice was harsh.

"B-but I'm not!" she whimpered down into the softness of the mattress.

"You will though! I told you you'd be begging me to shove my prick into your tight little cunt!" His voice was modulated, a little softer, now, as he continued, "And what kind of man would I be if I didn't oblige a woman who's begging to be fucked?"

Jack positioned his face so that it was between her legs and inches away from her pussy. He could see where her juices had caused her cut lips to glisten. He reached up his hand to her breast, cupping and massaging the milk-white mound of soft flesh, kneading it hard as his thumb and forefinger teasingly rolled the painfully erect, berrylike nipple.

"Ohhhh ... You mustn't ... you can't ... you ... ohhhhh!" The young woman's lust-constricted voice bubbled off into a loud moan of pleasure as his wet licking tongue invaded her impatient lubricated pussy.

Jack's tongue probed for a moment until he found her erect, swollen clitoris and began to lick at it as he inhaled the warm heady aroma of her vaginal slit, which drove him almost wild with desire and caused his painfully aching cock to lurch in a wild hunger causing a stream of sperm to flow out. He knew he had to do this because he wanted her to submit. He knew that when she finally caved in, it would be totally uninhibited. 

Virginia moaned in agonized pleasure as he took the bud of her clitoris between his wet lips. Holding it lightly he exerted a sucking pressure on its short, hardened length for a few moments before shifting again. Now, he was holding the erect little clit between his teeth, while his tongue played a drumming tattoo directly on its sensitive head.

The naked writhing young woman was sure that she couldn't bear another second of this tantalizing torture. Moaning, she implored him, "Oh, please ... Jack ... please don't do that anymore! You're driving me crazy!" Even as she pleaded with him, she knew that this sex-crazed man, acting so much like an animal as he licked slobberingly at her genitals, would not stop until she was a quivering, helpless mass of mindless aroused desire. Her vision was beginning to swim, and there was a ringing in her ears. She couldn't think straight; the only thought spinning crazily around in her mind was the fervent wish that she could have that great thick cock of his churning deep up inside her, fucking its hot throbbing way into the deepest depths of her impatient cunt. It had gone on so long! Her pussy was making it clear that it was being violated, it's cum juice now flowing freely coating Jack's lips and tongue.

Just at the point where Virginia was sure that she would scream if he didn't stop, Jack shifted his mouth downward and his tongue slithered into her wet hot cunt's mouth. She did scream then - in a wild uncontained ecstasy - as she felt him stabbing his tongue in and out of her fevered vaginal opening in an imitation of a fucking penis. Uncontrollably, her aroused pussy pushed its way up to his sucking wet mouth as she tried to match the fucking tempo of his plunging tongue into that cock-hungry hole up between her frantically trembling legs.

His head buried in the searing muskiness of her hot throbbing pussy, Jack heard her loud whimpering moans of pleasure as each time, now, he swirled his long, probing tongue around and around inside her dripping cunt. He could feel the silky curls of her pubic hair tickling his cheeks, which only served to heighten his own arousal; however, he was still determined to wait her out. The hot little bitch! She was ready to start climbing the walls ...begging him to fuck her! And that's just the way he wanted it!

Reaching down, he pulled her long tapering legs up higher and slid his arms under them so that his shoulders wedged her thighs open fully. Then he draped her legs over his shoulders; at the same time he slid his hands under her ass, his fingers digging cruelly into them and bruising the tender flesh when he pulled the twin moons up close and hard to his slobbering mouth.

As she felt his moist tongue thrust deeply into the passion-tormented depths of her cunt, Virginia could contain herself no longer. She cried out her pleasure and frustration. Instinctively, her hands reached down to his head, grabbed his hair and 

pulled him in harder against her. She was completely helpless. Her reaction, now, was animalistic. There was nothing in the world for her but sex, sensuality, sensation ... and the need to cum to orgasm.

"Oh, OOooh, OOOooohhh, My Goddddddddd! I-I can't take any more! Do it to me! God! D-do it ... to m-me ... now!" she moaned in frustrated agony. Almost as soon as the words escaped her mouth, she realized that she was doing what he had said she would: Beg him to fuck her! And, I swore he'd never make me do that she thought to herself.

Jack raised his head from her pussy and leered up at her between the twin peaks of her quivering breasts. Her cunt juice was squirting out in spasmatic streams. She was cuming in what seemed like torrents. "Do it to you? he asked, "What the hell do you mean? Do you want me to fuck you, now?"

"Yes! Oh, yes! I-I need it ... now!" Virginia whispered between tightly clenched teeth, as she closed her eyes to blot out his gloating leer of triumph over her. Her ass was thrusting uncontrollably up and down in the air spraying pussy juice all over the bed.

"If that's what you want, baby, you'd better ask for it the right way!"

"God ... you know what I m-mean! I want you to make love t-to me!"

His laugh was short and mocking "Make love to you? Baby, Love has nothing to do with it. I'm going to fuck you ... and that's what you need to ask for. Say it like this: I want you to fuck me! I want you to shove your big, hard cock in my cunt and fuck me ... hard!"

"No! I-I can't say it! I can't bring myself to say those filthy words!" she whined.

"Well hell, if you can't ask for it the way I tell you, I'll just stop right now and let you finger-fuck yourself!" he spoke out at her.

True to his word, Jack kept his threat; he crawled off the bed abruptly and stood looking down at her gushing cunt, his long massive erection spearing out jerking in anticipation, dripping sperm. With an ugly smile, he reached down and grasped its thick length in his hand and stroked it gently, murmuring, "This is what you really want, isn't it? You want to feel it thrusting in and out of your beautiful little cunt until you cum." Every time his hand pushed up to the tip, cum would drip out of his slit and lubricate the underside of his cock head.

Suddenly, the shamelessly aroused Virginia felt a great fear of being abandoned on the brink of what she knew would be one of her most powerful fucks ever. Quickly, her trembling hands reached down to her own spasming cunt, in between the folds of her labia until her finger found her enlarged clit. She rubbed at it frantically as her naked young hips gyrated 

wildly, obscenely, and her breath came in loud rasping gasps. Her eyes glazed almost insanely as she clawed at her searing, passion-inflamed cunt. It was her sensually aroused body, filled with exquisite sensations, that made her decision for her; the pounding throb, the frustrating need for sex blotting out all semblance of rational thought. For that instant in time, she was sure that she was all cunt - a hot throbbing cunt that demanded to be filled with a long hard cock!

Virginia was frantic, almost out of her mind from the need for cock. It was no good, she knew dimly, to continue her masturbation, as her eye's focus then locked onto the huge shaft of male flesh that Jack held in his hand, using it like bait or a reward, much as one would hold candy out to a child. The cum dripping from its swollen head. She wanted that cum. She wanted to drain those huge balls of all their sperm. She wanted to make him ejaculate.

With a low, animal-like groan, she suddenly pulled her legs up almost to her chest, then opened her thighs widely, exposing the whole of her pussy to him, as her hips ground uncontrollably in the rhythm of intercourse; then with lust-trembling hands she reached down to the mouth of her cunt and slowly pulled the swollen, pink lips far apart in an unmistakable, invitation to Jack.

Groaning from the depths of her humiliation and knowing that now it was the only way she could find real release, she begged him, "Jack! Jack! For God's sake f-fuck me! Fuck me ... quick ... before I go out of my mind!"

Jack crawled up onto the bed and kneeled over her, an arrogant smile of ultimate triumph on his lips. "Good!" he leered, "I knew you'd come through! Now, tell me where, with what ... and how you want to be fucked!"

His wicked smile told her that she would have to say everything he demanded. She choked, swallowing the hot saliva that 

formed in her mouth, as her mind reviewed the four-letter obscenities. They were like red-hot branding irons indelibly searing their impressions into her brain.

"'I-I want you to ... f-fuck me ... with your c-cock ..." she mumbled, feeling the rising flush of her shame to her face.

"Where, damn it?"

"In my ... c-cunt ..."

"And how?" Jack goaded. "How do you want to be fucked?"

"Oh, God - hard! Just as hard as you can!"

He wasn't satisfied yet. "Now, let's have it all, without my having to drag every word out of you!" he commanded.

Like a prisoner tied to a public whipping post, Virginia groaned out, "You're tormenting me!"

"Say it, you fucking Bitch!" he roared. "Because I don't want any doubt in your mind about it! You're the one who's begging me to fuck you! Isn't that right?"

"Yes! God, Yes! If that's the way it has to be! I-I'm begging you to fuck m-me!" Tears of frustration filled her eyes as she repeated, "Please, fuck me, Jack! I want you to shove your big, hard, cock in my c-cunt ... and fuck me, hard!"

"That's my whore! That's more like it!" he grinned, as he wedged his hips down between her widespread, invitingly open thighs, the head of his aching semen filled cock nudging down into the naked openness of her wet parted pussy lips. "Now, that we've got that settled, reach down between your legs and put it in for me!"

It was a final degrading humiliation. Virginia, wailing out a soul-searching "My Godddddddd!" reached down with trembling fingers, her tiny hand only partially encircling the great girth of his hot cock, and with deliberate care did his vile bidding.

"There!" she gasped. "Now!"

Holding himself above her, Jack flexed his hips slightly and forced the bulbous head of his enormous dick inch by slow inch into the elastic little opening of her hungering, ready cunt.

Flat on her back beneath him, Virginia was aware for the first time how truly enormous his lust-hardened shaft was. With a sudden fright, she was positive that, as his thickened cockhead began to stretch her cruelly, he would rip her apart. Almost at once, as she tensed in fear, the stretching pressure of it was too much for her to bear. She screamed in agony.

"OOOOOOoooooooaaaaaagh! God! It's too big!"

"You're just too nervous, that's all!" Jack countered.

"Oh please! I-I can't stand it!"

In spite of her need for the blessed relief that only his hot cock could bring her, now that his long, hard penis was in 

her, filling her beyond her wildest expectations, the pain was horribly real for the moment. Her tortured eyes begged him for mercy, but through her tears she saw his sadistic pleasure. There would be no mercy in him, she knew; he'd shown none yet. His wild pleasure shone in his eyes as he continued his brutal and unstoppable impalement of her tormented vaginal passage.

Inch by massive inch his shaft bored into her wet cringing stretched tunnel, until suddenly, with a satisfied gasp, he 

plunged deeply into her tightly resisting pussy with the force of a fucking stallion.

Virginia screamed again. "Aagghh! Stop! You're splitting me! It's too big! Oh, God! Pull it out ... p-please ...?"

"Hell, I just got it in!" he grunted, as his thick long penis drilled deeper into her, pushing the warm walls of her resisting pussy before it, until with a resounding smack his sperm-laden balls came up heavily against the smooth white cheeks of her naked upturned ass. "AAaaagggh!" he groaned and closed his eyes in relief. "That's it, baby. It's in all the way; how about that?"

He lay immobile on top of her naked impaled body for a moment or two before flexing his cock deep up inside the constricting walls of her vaginal sheath, and his hips moved to drive his long thick pole of male flesh yet another fraction of an inch deeper into her tight little cunt.

Virginia groaned with each muscular lurch as he repeated the expanding action several times. After only a few moments, it 

seemed, she was surprised that her cruelly stretched passage began to adjust to the log like presence of his massive penis, and she realized she was accommodating his great length with ease! Now all those delicious sexual sensations, which had been masked temporarily by his painful entrance, came flooding back to her, and her moaning groans of pain were gradually replaced with wanton gurgles of unequivocal pleasure.

Now Jack began a slow grinding motion, swinging his hips from side to side and around and around, pushing his hardened rod deeper into her tight clasping pussy. More and more the resilient walls of her cunt stretched and relaxed, until her whimperings of pain became purrings of delight ... of outright enjoyment of her forbidden pleasure, an enjoyment over which she had no control. She was on fire with wild, unfulfilled yearnings. Her naked young loins began to gyrate beneath him, countering his hip-swinging grinding motion into her.

Poised above her, Jack felt her uncontrolled movements and heard her moans of sheer sensual delight, and he knew that it was time to really begin fucking her. And now that she's ready to start climbing the walls, He was going to fuck her with everything he had.

The fucker raised himself on hands and knees above her lust filled writhing body to get more powerful leverage for his deep plunging thrusts into her tightly quivering cunt, and began to rock backward and forward using short, smooth strokes that gradually lengthened and deepened at the same time as the speed of them increased. He felt the wet clinging inner lining of her vaginal tunnel squeezing tightly around the entire length of his rock-hard cock, giving him an ecstatic feeling of overwhelming sensual pleasure and assuring him that his long wait had been worthwhile. God! She's had a luscious, tight little cunt! Just the way he liked them!

As Jack drove deeply into the desire-inflamed depths of her hot wet vagfina, Virginia's body reacted of its own volition 

to the wanton desires he had engendered in her. She surrendered herself completely and unconditionally to being fucked by this strange man against her will! Regardless of how he twisted the words around, the fact still remained that it had not been her choice; however, once she was so wildly aroused, the pleasure couldn't be minimized. That was real - perhaps the only reality for her. Deep in her loins now, the summer heat lightning of wantonness was being unleashed, flashing from 

nerve ending to nerve ending in almost endless ecstasy of sensation and grounding in the close, moist tightness of her cunt that squeezed so tightly around the filling and fulfilling cock of Jack . He was pistoning wildly now in and out of her rapture-filled pussy. She could hear his balls slapping up against her ass. Without thinking she reached down and touched them. MY GOD they were huge. He grunted at her touch.




The Call Ch. 02



Virginia's body responded to Jack's fucking in a way she had never expected, and never with her husband had she felt so wonderfully cunt-filled, as Jack increased the depth and speed of his strokings into her, his hips pounding it with pile-driver force. Naked, she writhed in complete and happy abandonment beneath him, welcoming every body jarring thrust with a bucking counterstroke of her own, fucking him back with all the strength of her naked young body. He dropped his lust-distorted mouth to hers, capturing her wet glistening lips between his opened ones, and she lashed her tongue deep into his throat and mouth to be sucked, while at the same time she thrust it back and forth in tempo with his hard-boring cock ramming in and out of her pussy below. Moaning incessantly up into his face, willing to accept any and everything he was giving her, she slid her moist lubricated cunt up and down the thick fucking shaft of his cock with nasty abandon without compare. Her face contorted with lust , her eyes glazed over, nostrils flaring wide as her breath came in loud rasping pants and she was lost to everything but the lurid sexual dance they performed as they fucked each other with everything they had.

It was a sensual rapture that she could never have believed existed on the face of the earth, and she marveled how it was that she had moved from not wanting to wanting, as he had fondled her, licked and sucked her ... until this moment, with his enormous, hard cock hot pistoning in and out of her steaming passage, making her realize that she was, after all an earthy woman, who needed exactly what she was getting. OOOoooh, it's simply wonderful! Out of this world ... 

completely!

She found, as she moved with him, sliding her wet cunt up and down the thick length of his cock, fucking back for all 

she was worth, that the intensity of her sensations was increased. It was delicious and almost unbearably wild and insane. As many times as she had lain under her husband, she hadn't known the true ecstasy of the fulfilled woman until this instant, with a strange man's beautifully hard penis jackhammering into her, being fucked like she had never been fucked before, against her will, against her better judgment ... almost being raped, as it were. She found it difficult to believe that fucking could possibly be so exciting, so exquisitely pleasurable; likewise, she hadn't known the tremendous desire she felt at that moment of wanting to give pleasure back. That's what she wanted to do most of all, now: She wanted to give Jack 

pleasure, too! She wanted semen.....sperm....his sperm ejaculating into her cunt. She wanted to drain his balls until they shriveled back to their normal size.

"Fuck me, hard, Jack!" Virginia gasped. "Don't stop! Just keep on fucking me, hard! Harder! Harder!" She knew that her words would spur him on, titillate him, and let him know she was loving every moment of it. "OOOooohhh! Like that! Deep! Deep! Deep!" Her pussy was devouring his penis now. Doing it's natural part of squeezing and sucking it.

Slaving away above her, goring deeply into her wet clasping vagina, Jack knew that he had to do something else to turn her on even more. Without a second thought, he slid a hand down over the smooth white skin of her gyrating ass, feeling the muscles rippling through her soft sweating flesh until his outstretched searching finger found her tightly puckered little asshole. He dipped the tip of his finger into the juice that dribbled in large droplets from her stuffed cunt above, which was now clasping and unclasping him rhythmically; then he placed the lubricated tip of his finger against the rubbery 

softness, of her defenseless puckered hole. As he touched it, for the first time, he felt the shock of it in her naked recoiling body. Her sharply indrawn breath rasped into his ear. Pushing lightly against her tight little anus, he panted, "Now, baby, I'm going to give you something to write home about! I'm going to shove my finger right up your asshole, just as far as I can shove it!"

He smiled gloatingly down into her face. The image of his face was dimmed, but she knew, somehow, that it was exactly what she wanted ... what she needed! His telling her what he was going to do was a further turn on, acting almost like an aphrodisiac. Delirious rapture swept over her, and she wanted that, too! She wanted to be hurt, to be able to feel everything, to scream in masochistic ecstasy.

"Yes! Oh, God, YES! That's what I want! I-I want you to shove your finger right up my ass!" she strangled. "Go ahead and do it!" 

He did it. Jack pushed hard! Deep into the warm sponginess of her defensively puckering-rectum, his finger surged all the way to the palm of his hand, and she screamed loudly, hoarsely, as his finger wormed itself into her past the tightly resisting ring of elastic muscle. As his finger went into the hot clenching passage, Jack knew that it was a virgin, unused; the knowledge caused him to gasp with the possibilities for next time. And there will be a next time ... several of them!

Never before in her whole life had Virginia felt such exquisite agony of mixed pleasure and pain; even as the sweet delight of such unbelievable rapture filled her taut rippling belly, she felt her back passage beginning to adjust to the painful presence of his middle finger, while at the same time she continued her wet slithering up and down the lust-hardened rod of his enormous cock, straining to absorb both finger and penis at the same time into her insanely demanding loins.

Now Jack was goring into her with increased speed, his finger moving in concert with the long plundering shaft of his cock, and he could feel plainly the extra bulge his finger made in the thin tissues separating her two pelvic passages. The increased pressure and friction was concentrated along the extremely sensitive underside of his aching penis, increasing the intensity of his erotic sensations. Christ! I'll be cuming in just a few seconds if I'm not careful he thought to himself!

Beneath his powerfully pounding hips, Virginia writhed wildly out of control, grinding her wet heated pussy up and down his almost ready-to-explode cock with mounting fury, her legs jerking, toes curling and hips naked gyrating as though she would never get enough of this forbidden pleasure. She was in complete defeat to his double ravishment of her flaming, wildfire loins, and unceasingly she moaned her throaty enjoyment of it all.

Then Jack felt the searing, acid burn of his impending ejaculation, back there behind the swelling of his ready-to-unload balls, and he jerked his finger from her tightly sucking anus with a moist hiss. Using both hands now, he pressed her knees back to her chest, cruelly mashing the lusciously pliant white mounds of her breasts. He could see that her proud quivering breasts were sprinkled lightly with the sweat of her wildly excited passion as he began to fuck his painfully throbbing penis into her eager wet pussy with a bestial fury, boring into her defenseless cunt as if his dick were a hydraulic forging 

hammer out of control.

"Give me all of your cock, Jack!" she groaned. "Fuck me harder! Oh, God! Coat me! Coat my cunt. Fill me with sperm...white creamy semen."

Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Her lovely face was contorted almost unrecognizably into a wild mask of passion as she sought to make that one final step into orgasm, only seconds away now.

He slaved away above her, thrusting and plunging wildly as he was caught up in an ecstatic drive toward his own climax, his jackhammering strokes into her hot clasping cunt calling for the utmost muscular power from his back and legs. Shit! She's really a hot little bitch! He had never known a woman like her ... a woman who could take all of his huge cock and come back asking for more!

Suddenly Virginia convulsed under him. It was there for her explosively, her orgasm surging through her shivering alive body like a tidal wave. Her head tossed wildly from side to side, her naked young body spasming in the grip of her convulsive release, and she was rocketing to the heights where time and space are meaningless approximations. For an instant she was one with that infinity, until she opened her eyes to stare up into Jack's lust-transfigured face, as he slammed his wildly expanding cock deep into her frantically twitching cunt in his own drive to completion.

Dreamlike, she heard her own voice, unnatural, earthy and animalistic, as she screamed out her rapture. "OOOooh! OOOOOoooooohhhhhh! Myyyyyyyy Goddddddddd! IIIIIIIII'mmmmmmm cuuuuuuuummmmmmmmiiiiiinnnnng! 

AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuugggggggggghhhhhhhhh!"

Jack felt the rhythmic tremors of her unbelievably intense release in her heated cunt. Her cum was spurting in buckets. She was drenching his penis with pussy juice. He could hear it as it sprayed around is fucking rod. Her legs were thrashing, her ass was ramming in the air to fuck his cock. With a final effort he pounded into her rapidly, pumping her wet vagina deeper than he had been before. With a loud groan he felt his wild jerking cock beginning to cum. His balls were moving, squeezing their selves. His white-hot sperm hosed through the thick long length of his now ejaculating cock with satisfying force, splashing deep up into her milking young womb as it spurted from the tiny slit in its wild pulsing head.

Holding himself rigidly above the naked thrashing young woman while the exquisite sensations of his release flooded through him, he grunted, "Damn, Virginia, baby ... that gorgeous cunt of yours is pumping me dry!" Jacks legs were stiff as a board as he held his rod deep inside her. He let his cock muscles do their thing. The ejaculation was unstoppable. Squirt after squirt of his thick milky cream filled her until there was no more room. His sperm along with her cunt juice trickled out around the edges of their connection and began to seep onto the bed.

Then, with a groan of complete satisfaction, his body folded, collapsing on top of her, while below his ejaculating cock jerked involuntarily in the moist confines of her tight clinging cunt, the final dregs of his semen spurting from him in lessening spasms of intense sensation.

He finally rolled off Virginia, allowing what sperm that remained to be released in a couple of final little spurts which shot up in the air and landed on his navel. He looked over at Virginia's cunt and watched her juices and his sperm flow down onto the bed.

He looked at her with leering eyes and said. Thanks bitch for the down payment. A few more like these, and your husband's debt will be paid in full.



The Call Ch. 02: Bathroom Encounter



I am sure my boyfriend Paul tries his best. No. I am being nice. Polite. There's really no reason to be. Paul has gotten lazy. The foreplay is predictable. He does what is expected. Humps me. Fingers me. On what is supposed to be perceived as special occasions he even goes down on me.

I wonder if he expects me to be grateful. I wonder if I am being ungrateful. I hear girlfriends complain. For the first time I understand them. Sure, I have had average, even bad sex, but I never stayed in a relationship where the orgasms were lacklustre. 

That also means I have slept with more guys then I will admit to, and the times I stayed with a guy, sex has been more important than any other sort of connection. Though I do get a tad emotionally involved, I've gone through these few years wondering if I will ever fall in love. 

I fall in lust. That has seemed to be enough. I would even argue it is more than what some of my girlfriends have felt for their boyfriends. Sure they exchange sentiments and words, the guy meets their family and friends, they even move in together. Eventually, however, they start complaining, something is lacking. He never listens. This other one never picks up after himself and always mention how his mother did things better. Another refuses to move in and locks himself twice a day in the bathroom for forty five minute showers. Eventually, after a few months if they are lucky, if not a year or more, the relationship breaks down and they start over again with another one.

I had a couple of friends who did have long time boyfriends. Four years together and still going strong. Sure they complained but they stuck it out. The only way I could explain it to myself was that it had to be love. What this means is that intellectually speaking, I do believe in love. I am sure it exists. To hell if I know how it feels.

If I stay with a guy, through drama and random idiocy, it's because I am entertained, I am having fun, and a large part of it is based on sexual compatibility. I tried a couple of times to look past the lust and settle for nice. Those relationships barely lasted a month. Until Paul.

Paul. My mom's ideal. My dad's logical choice. My sister's hopes for me. Paul who seemed perfect on paper, until it came to sex. He tried. He had his basic technique down. I was needy and he knew which buttons to push. He was efficient. 

Really, am I a bitch for complaining? I came. He would make me cum. He rubbed the right place, humped at the right angle, and pinched the right piece of flesh. Was I crazy for feeling restless? We could have intelligent conversations. We used to go out. We used to have fun. 

Was it just the recent time apart that had me doubting our compatibility? Where we ever compatible? 

We had met at the movies. Jessica had ditched me for a booty call and I decided I still wanted to see the most recent premier. It was a summer afternoon and the theatre was empty. I would have gone to the movies just to escape the summer mugginess. Still warm and damp with sweat from being outside I sat in the centre of the middle row. There was a couple sitting in the back. I did not need to look to guess what they were up to. 

I thought about the last time I had done anything naughty in the back of a theatre and who it was with. It had probably been about eight months back. The guys I had been seeing since then had not been in to movies.

I was still warm, even with the strong A/C in the room. I took off my cardigan, leaving me in a thin white camisole and sheer baby pink demi bra. Normally I would have probably been more discreet, but apart from a couple of people sitting in the upper rows and the couple in the back, no one could see my top. 

I had dressed with sexy underwear because when I went out with Jess... Well, I never knew where the evening would take me, who we would tease, what crazy things I'd be tempted to do. But alone in a theatre, if it weren't for the heat, I would have not taken off the cardigan.

Safe in the knowledge I would not be flashing any kids as the previews ended and the movie started I settled down to immerse myself in the war story.

The movie was five minutes in when a guy came in and sat two seats away from me. Since he did not sit directly next to me I did not pay him any attention. The first fifteen minutes of a movie are crucial to me. Either the rest will make sense if the movie is good or none of it will. During a particularly wordy exposition scene, where the main character argues with his superiors about the report they received from the battlefield I heard a cough coming from next to me.

The guy was eating nachos and seemed to have swallowed sideways. He tried to be discreet and drank his bottled water to help stop the coughing. Distracted I saw him chug half the bottle and noticed his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. He has a nice profile, I remember thinking to myself and turning back to the movie.

I felt like I missed and important piece of dialogue and frowned at the screen. I then turned around and frowned at the guy. A petty move, I know. I had expected to throw a petty angry frown at a profile but he had turned his head, catching me.

He's actually cute! I surprised myself thinking. I tried to morph my angry frown in to a worried frown as I turned my head down and pretended to look for my purse on the floor. Finding it I started rummaging through it, deciding to settle on a tube of lip gloss that I took out and put to use.

I had forgotten what I was wearing and did not consider that bending down would leave my cleavage in full display and that using the gloss would bring attention to my lips.

To this day, Paul tells me there is little he prefers more than seeing me bent over or with my lips covered in cum.

***

"Honey, babe, sweetheart. We can get together tomorrow but I won't be able to stay too long, I have to drive back to the site to see how the new piece is working out. William, I mean Professor Stark, asked me to finish preparing the ..." 

I tuned out. Paul had been talking increasingly about work. I once had admired his passion but lately I felt like he would talk shop to distract me from my frustration. How he felt about the material they used, or whatever new piece they had developed for the prototype using the new 3D printer, and how Professor Stark was a freaking genius, and how he hoped he would be able to secure a more permanent position with his consulting firm when he graduated. All of this added to my annoyance, all I felt was burdened with having to listen to all of this.

How did I end up in this situation? God! I wanted to hang up and call Jess. Tell her that I had changed my mind and to wait for me back at the apartment so we could go to the party together. But that would mean telling her Paul had stood me up, again. I did not want to deal with her "I told you so" eye roll, or worse, see her concern. I could deal with a sassy Jessica, but seeing how worried just made me face the fact that my attempt at what I thought could be a healthy adult relationship had been another failure.

"Vic! You're too young to settle down." She would say in exasperation. "So what if you sister already had her career, wedding and future baby names planned out by the time she was your age. She does not have one adventurous bone in her perfectly shaped but stiff body!" She would add, gesticulating. "Stop trying to be something you're not! You're deceptively wild with a creative streak only rivalled by hallucinating madmen. Fuck. You make me so angry at times." She would finish, more hopeless than mad but I had to give this relationship a try. 

Annie, another of my friends would have debates with me about why 'Nice' had become such a derogatory comment, proclaimed there was nothing wrong with being 'Nice'. I would reply that there was nothing good with being 'nice'. Saying someone was nice was like the default setting, it was like saying a human being was a person. It did not say much about anyone and if the best you could say was that they were nice, then you had to just assume the commenter either had nothing to say or did not know the person at all. 

As time has gone by, I have begun to accept that I think of Paul as 'Nice'. As a person,I have many more epithets to describe him, but as a boyfriend? If someone had asked me at the beginning what being with Paul was like, I would have probably responded politely with a 'Nice'. Was it because I had nothing else better to say or did I know nothing about relationships? 

Lately, however, being with Paul no longer felt 'nice'. It felt like a chore. Five months together, the longer I had been in a relationship. If we made it to the New Year it would be six months. Half a year. Zero point five years. For some reason I wanted that. Not because of Paul, but to prove to myself I could be serious. I could be tame.

By that I do not mean I could be tamed. I do mean tame, that I could act, from my own volition, as a tame individual. That I could control my urges. That I could control my whole being. That I could only be pushed if I wanted to be pushed. That I could only be tied down if I wanted to be tied down. I wanted to demonstrate total self-control. Just because I had wild tendencies did not mean I could not reign in my actions.

Frank laughed when I explained why I had to stop our little game this past summer. That I was seeing someone seriously and wanted to see if I could make it work. He did not push, he did not ask me to reconsider, he only said "Whatever you want babe" and kept drinking his beer.

With the amount of alcohol that guy could ingest, I still wondered how he could have the flat stomach and abs that he had.

God! Thinking of his abs and the way they taste has me distracted in a different manner. How long has this call been going on? Is Paul still talking about the rig, or arm, or whatnot?I wonder what he would say if he knew I was thinking about Frank and his delicious panty dropping body. 

Frank had recently gotten a managing position with his father's company. But he still kept in shape. He was still as tanned and had the power to have me begging like a bitch in heat if I was not careful; and I had to be careful, the party was at his apartment. 

Knowing Frank's father owned the construction company explained how he could afford such a nice apartment on a construction worker's salary. He had gone to college but decided he would rather spend time working with his hands, and boy did he know how to use them. At 27, he was older than me and Jess by 6 years. He still had the power to make me feel like a silly little girl and going to his party without Paul as an anchor could potentially have me drowning in what many would consider inappropriate behaviour.

Inappropriate behaviour he knew too well how to get me addicted to, encouraging me to indulge two years ago, starting with Sal.

***

Sal had just fingered me to orgasm in public while Frank got head under the table from some random blonde. 

That had just happened. 

To me. 

In a bar. 

Not only did I cum, I basically performed for Frank like some slut. Sal was a lot drunker then we were and I doubted he had noticed how Frank and I had basically eye fucked one another sitting sideways from each other on the half-moon booth. He did not notice while he was distracted pounding my pussy with his fingers how Frank pinching my nipples was actually what had gotten me and Frank off, both of us cumming at the same time.

This was insane. What had gotten in to me? Why did Jessica have to put the idea of Frank in my head as a real alternative to him just being a friend's ex. Her ex? Did she know something like this could happen? Would happen? I was feeling lightheaded from the orgasm, the drinks, the thoughts swirling in my head like midnight butterflies. 

My sweater and bra pulled back up over my chest, Sal still grabbed at my breasts, kneading them, pulling my mouth to his lips, kissing me. Sal was a good kisser. He kissed passionately. His tongue was liquid yet firm, he held my face with one hand in a much more tender fashion than I expected from such a large man.

As I much as I enjoyed kissing Sal, I still needed air, a little bit of thinking space to take in what had just happened. I pulled away slowly and excused myself to the bathroom. Sal quickly sat up to let me walk pass him but still took the opportunity as I stood in front of him to pull my hips to his and I could feel his erection press against my backside. 

Pushing my red hair away from my ear, he bent down whispering "When I get you alone you are going to be sucking my cock with that luscious mouth of yours and then I am going to make you see stars, gorgeous. So hurry up!" he finished with a wink as he lightly slapped my ass, making me yelp as I walked to the bathroom.

In the single bathroom I noticed how wet my underwear had gotten from recent activities. I used some of the paper towel to wipe away some of my spending, as I was sure the night would just add to what had gathered there.

"I am going to fuck Sal!" I said out loud to the mirror. "Sal is going to fuck me!" I added. I repeated the two phrases a few times, as if I was trying them on for size and found that I was okay with it. Sure, it had gotten intense at the table, but I could handle sex with Sal. I wanted to have sex with Sal. Hell, I was so horny, if Sal pulled out of his offer I would beg Frank or probably resort to hooking with one of the random cute guys at the bar. But Sal did not seems like the type to leave a girl hanging, which reminded me that I should probably get back to the table before the group got impatient.

As I opened the door to the ladies' room a male body slipped in. Startled my first instinct was to scream but quickly a hand pressed itself to my mouth and as I looked up I recognized Frank. He had an intense, determined look on his face.

"Sal is drunk and can't drive back to his place."

What? Had Frank basically attacked me in the bathroom to be a good friend who does not let his friend drive drunk? The sentiment was commendable but the execution appeared a bit overly dramatic. Having removed his hand from my mouth I responded.

"Of course. We'll just take the taxi back. I was going to do that anyway. You don't need to wor..."

"No." Frank crooned, pressing himself against me until my back was flush against the bathroom wall and I could somehow feel an erection poking me in the belly. Hadn't he just cum in that blonde's mouth? How could he be hard again so freaking soon? 

"You are going to suggest we all go to my place, have a few drinks and he'll stay in the guest bedroom. It's barely three blocks away, and he'll be able to collect his car in the morning."

"That's nice, Frank, really it is, but..." I tried to reason.

"Shhhhhh, V." he said bringing a finger to my lips, rubbing it lightly back and forth. "Don't think I did not notice how you got off on me watching you and Sal."

"I don't know whaaaa" he pressed himself harder on me, his finger no longer on my lip but in my mouth, cutting me off.

"Your lips are so soft" he added a little more gently with a sigh. "Come on baby, suck my finger." He was so confident I felt overwhelmed. I was so horny I would have done just about anything. So I sucked and a moan escaped me. His fingers had an aftertaste of cheap soap, probably the soap used in the men's washroom. 

"That's it, sugar." He urged me on. "Phil told me how he taught you to suck like a good little cocksucker." At his mention of Phil's name, the guy I had lost my virginity to last spring and who had left for Calgary three months ago, I shot Frank an accusing frown.

"Oh, don't be mad, Vicky!" He added, mocking. "He only had praise for you and your talents. I had to basically force it out of him, he was reluctant to share info, which is unheard of for that guy. I guess he actually cares for you or you're just that good and he wanted to keep you to himself" he said shrugging. 

Pushing his finger in and out of my mouth while I continued to suck and lick it with my tongue I wondered why I could not stop. Him mentioning Phil had caught me by surprise but his admission that Phil had probably shared some of the more intimate details of our relationship did not have the expected effect of cooling down my hormones. Weirdly enough, it turned me on. So I moaned around his finger.

Quickly removing his digit from my mouth, Frank got his hands under my butt and hoisted me against the wall, my pussy pressing against his growing hard on and I instinctively wrapped my legs around him.

"Oh, fuck!" I had just had an orgasm not fifteen minutes earlier but my pussy was fully awake, my clit desperate for friction.

"Shhhh, baby." Said Frank rubbing his nose against mine. As I tried leaning in for a kiss he pulled away and I frustratingly ground myself against his rock hard body. 

How the fuck did Jessica take it? This was exquisite torture. Was this how she felt when she had been with him? It felt as if all my molecules were shifting away from wherever they were and exploding one after the others in painfully delightful tingles. My toes clenched, from my back to my ears I could feel prickling, like thousand little ants crawling.

"V, look at me and listen carefully." Said Frank. "I said look at me." He insisted and I noticed I had closed my eyes. Over his shoulders I saw his back and myself in the mirror. Who was that girl? She looked wanton, disheveled, and fuckable. I looked back at Frank, suddenly feeling like it was important that I behave.

"You are going to tell Sal to stay at my place for the night. Don't worry, it won't get out of hand, you'll have your own room to do your thing." At my confused look he added "Kristi, Krista, Krystal, whatever her name is also coming over so I will also be entertained. At least for a while." He added with a smirk. 

He brought his hand back to my lips and without being asked I sucked two of his fingers in, sucking as if I wished it was his dick in my mouth. "Good girl, you learn fast." He praised. "I want you to put your beautiful mouth to good use and be as loud as possible when you're with Sal. I think you remember how the sound travels easily in between the two bedrooms, right?"

That first night, Phil and I had used his guest room too. Of course I remembered. I blushed.

"God, I love how you blush! You were blushing so much the night we met. I fucked Jess so hard while listening to Phil fuck you. I kept imagining it was me in that room, with you." Frank admitted, rubbing his nose against mine while he kept pushing his fingers harder and deeper in to my willing and desperate mouth. "I want you to talk dirty tonight, you hear me?" he insisted. 

I nodded. I may not have had much experience at the time, but Phil had been a creative and expressive lover, and the four short months with him had given me enough of the basics to instinctively understand some kinks. The two other guys I had slept with since Phil left did not have the same drive. Frank did. This was familiar and exciting territory. Of course play between me and Phil had never involved someone else, but dirty talk was something I could handle.

"I want you to make sure that he talks back. Knowing Sal, that should not be too difficult." I nodded, eagerly wanting to please him. "Knowing Sal he will also be conked out until morning when he's done." He chuckled. "So when you hear Crissy leave and Sal's asleep, I want you to go through the bathroom between the adjoining rooms, lock it from your side, freshen up and wait for me. Got it?"

Again, I just nodded, taking his finger harder and faster, one of my hands on his shoulder and the other on my own body that would not stop grinding against him. Frank got one of his hands on my hip, holding me down while the other one took hold of the hand that was tweaking my nipples that I had again uncovered by pulling down my top and bra.




The Call Ch. 03



Staci was silent as we continued our journey. There was such a look of worship in her eyes towards me when I finally removed her blindfold; I wondered if she would ever speak to me unbidden again.

"How do you like your new jewelry?" I asked. It would have been stupid to ask her if she was sore.

"They are beautiful. You do not know how much they mean to me, but then again, you probably do."

"They highlight your natural beauty."

Staci sat there quietly feeling the discomfort of the piercings, yet at the same time thrilled to her deepest depths. Never had she imagined being with someone strong enough to do such a thing to her. In less than a day, Mark had already satisfied more of her desires than all of her previous lovers. She just hoped her dark desires to be completely dominated and subjugated to pain would not be too much for him.

Delving within her own mind as to what the future might hold for her, the rhythm of the moving vehicle lulled her into a contented sleep. The slightly reclined seat cradled her small form, keeping her from slipping to the floor. The morning sun brought out the golden hues in her hair, which some how seemed to sparkle, matching the sparkle of the rings in her exposed nipples. Soft snores echoed within the vehicle, sounds of an individual who has lapsed into a restful sleep. 

He enjoyed the view of her gently rising chest as he drove to their next destination. Some would probably think him weak for letting her sleep, but he knew they were wrong. He wanted her rested and at her very best. How else would she be able to provide him with the very best service possible? Only a fool would fail to properly care for his sub, thereby limiting her ability to be everything for him.

As they pulled into the parking area of their next destination, the unevenness of the driveway was enough to wake her. Raising her arms above her head, she stretched gracefully. Her arching back proudly displayed her full breasts to him and anyone else who might have been looking their way. Shamelessly, she brought her hands down to cup her own breasts. Deliberately, she rotated the rings in her nipples, relishing the sting of the movement in her still very tender flesh.

Shaking his head in amusement, he spoke to her. "Quit playing with yourself and get your clothes buttoned up. We have some shopping to do. Afterwards, we will go to lunch."

"Yes sir," she replied with a shy smile.

As we walked down the street, she followed slightly behind me, heeling me as best she could. Unfortunately, the crowdedness of the sidewalk made it almost impossible, but I had to give her credit for trying. People almost seemed surprised to see her small form behind me as my large form knifed through the living sea of people. It has always amazed me how people instinctively seem to get out of my way.

I remembered bringing it up in a psychology class once I had taken several years ago. The teacher, an older woman, had looked me straight in the eyes and uttered the word "power" to me.

"You radiate power. People react to the confidence you project without even realizing you are projecting it. Just as they are inclined to accept your suggestions since they instinctively feel you are there to lead them."

The discussion had gone on for the whole hour as the entire class discussed individuals of history who must have possessed such charisma. While I knew I wasn't in the league of any of history's greats, I did start to notice when individuals deferred to me. It amazed me how often people turned to me for suggestions on topics I knew next to nothing about. Many times I was tempted to capitalize on opportunities which were offered to me. However, I like to be able to look at myself in the mirror and not be ashamed of my actions. 

Of course, many people would consider the way I had used Staci as a good reason to not be able to look at myself in the mirror, but not me. To me it was as natural as rain falling from the sky or the changing of the seasons. My dominance over her reflected the natural order of nature. After all, the majority of animal species on our planet existed in the same type of hierarchy.

Staci almost ran into my back as I abruptly stopped in front of a simple wooden door recessed in the solid red brick wall. The only thing on the door was the name, "PAMELA'S". One would have to be informed to have any idea of the wares which the owner offered for sale. As the shop occupied the basement, a flight of stairs going downward was the only thing visible to other passersbys on the street. A second door at the bottom of the steps simply read, "PAMELA'S INTIMATE ITEMS".

Staci followed me quietly as I pushed the door open. The simple sound of her increased breathing rate made it quite clear she was very excited about where we were at. The whole room was filled with displays of clothing for the sexually minded to wear. In all of my years of shopping, I had never found another shop which offered as large of a selection. If it existed on the market, it was probably here.

"Hello, my name is Jenny," the sales clerk introduced herself to me. "How may I be of service to you today, sir?" She did not talk to Staci. She could tell immediately as to what our relationship was by the way we had entered the shop.

"My girl is in need of whole new wardrobe befitting her station. I want a wide variety of colors and materials. I expect her apparel to be functional while accenting her natural charms."

"Yes sir," the clerk replied.

"Follow Jenny and do as she tells you,' I commanded Staci. "Make sure you address her properly."

"Yes sir," Staci replied this time.

The clerk never asked how much I was willing to spend. You didn't shop at PAMELA'S if money was a concern. You shopped here for the quality and variety offered.

"Come along girl, we will start in the bra and panty section and move our way up to more sophisticated clothing from there," commanded the clerk.

"Yes mistress."

With Staci in the skilled hands of the clerk, I moved across the room to another simple wooden door made of oak. Behind it was where I would do my shopping. There was no name on this door for the items offered behind it might offend some members of the community who might by chance come down to the clothing area.

"My name is Angela," intoned a young lady as I was greeted by the sales clerk of the second room after I came through the door. "May I be of assistance to you?"

"Yes you may. You may carry my purchases for me."

"Yes sir."

For almost two hours she carried my items to the packaging location for me. There was an assortment of cuffs, body harnesses, body binding materials, and chains to start with. Then we moved on to the whip section, adding several different styles to my pile. Various types of nipple and body clamps soon followed. My new inventory grew by a dozen more items in the probe section as I picked through the selection covering a whole wall. Finally, my last item was a simple collar for her to always wear in my presence.

All of my purchases were packaged for me by the time I had picked out the collar. In addition, the clothing picked out by Staci and Jenny was also packaged and ready to go. Signing the sales slip, I handed my keys to the clerk and gave her a description of my vehicle and where I was parked. The store's sales staff would see to the loading of my purchases while I went and had lunch. They would then bring me my keys at the restaurant. It was a special service they offered to their customers.

"Come along girl, I'm hungry."

Leaving the store at a brisk pace, we walked the two blocks to the restaurant. A quaint Italian place, it offered private booths and great food. 

"A booth in the back," I informed the hostess.

"This way then sir," she replied.

The lighting was low with just enough illumination at the table surface to see what you were eating. It was ideal for what I had in mind.

"Your waitress will be with you momentarily," she continued after seating us.

I had moved to the back of the circular booth to sit with my back against the wall. This way I could see anyone coming towards us. Staci had followed me around the booth seat to sit next to me. Putting my hand on her shoulder, I pushed down on her shoulder and said the word "down" to her.

Silently she did as I commanded, allowing my hand on her shoulder to guide her in the direction I wanted her to travel. Her small size made it easy for her to kneel under the table as I directed her into position. Eventually, she caught on to what I wanted of her and quickly knelt between my slightly spread thighs. Deftly, her nimble fingers unzipped me so she could work my rigid staff free of its confinement. 

The waitress was walking towards us, but I was certain that Staci's dark clothing and the low lighting would make it almost impossible to spot her under the table. I was correct when the waitress spoke.

"I thought there were two of you, sir."

"There are. My date is occupied at the moment and will return momentarily. We will each have the special of the day and the matching recommended wine."

"Yes sir. Would you like your wine now or with the meal?"

"With the meal."

"As you wish sir, it should be out in about five minutes or so."

"That will be fine."

Staci in the meanwhile had taken the head of my cock into her mouth to suckle on it. Her tongue was swirling around it, providing me with wonderful feelings of pleasure. However, time was not on my side and I wanted immediate physical relief.

Using my right hand, I pushed the back of her head towards my groin. Inch by inch my cock disappeared into her mouth. Even when I felt her gag as the head found the back of her mouth, I kept on pushing right into her throat. I could feel her throat muscles constricting around the head as she worked her throat to swallow my intruding member. Realizing she needed to breathe, and she was still basically unskilled, I allowed her head back up after only about thirty seconds.

Repeating the cycle over and over again, I slowly face fucked her while I waited for the food to come. Luckily, the excitement of the morning's activities had primed me well. Just as the waitress was coming with our food, I was cumming deep in Staci's throat.

"Shall I leave your date's food since she hasn't come back yet?"

"Yes. She will be back any minute."

"As you wish sir, I will be back in a few minutes to see if you need anything else."

Drained for the time being, I allowed Staci to finish draining me as she cleaned my cock thoroughly with her mouth. With the waitress walking away from us, she finished putting my now deflated member back into my pants and zipped me up. Quickly, she moved back into her seat as she readjusted her own clothes. Smiling at me, she licked her lips as she went to work on the second course of her lunch.

"Forgive me for doubting you sir," the waitress apologized to as she refilled our wine glasses later. "But, I was beginning to have my doubts if anyone was actually with you. Will there be anything else?"

"No, just the check. I am in a hurry to get home. It's been a long day." I could see the package deliverer bringing my keys to me even as we spoke.

"I will be right back with it."

Accepting my keys from the delivery boy, I tipped him generously even though it wasn't necessary. My day was going exceptionally well, and I knew he would appreciate it, so why not improve his day too. Leaving money for the waitress with the bill, Staci and I made our way back to the vehicle. I was eager to get back home.



The Call Ch. 03



"You understand Virginia. We've called this phone number on more than one occasion. We've talked to this Andrew fella and we keep getting the same answer. Your husband needs more time." Maria sounded bored. Not getting the money she, Jack, and Cordoba wanted was becoming a major problem."

"I get the impression that he doesn't care what happens to you. You've been here a week now."

"I'm thinking that maybe the love has gone out of your relationship. I mean come one girl, why else would he allow you to end up in this situation"

Just then the phone rang in the room where they were seated. A nice room, but when Virginia was left alone, it was a locked room, reminding her that she was a prisoner. A prisoner, who was fed well, had several sets of clothes to change into, and simple gentle comforts.

"That was Cordoba. He and Jack want to see you in the office."

Maria led Virginia to the room, opened the door and let her enter in. In front of her were the two men. It was hard for her to look into the eyes of Jack, knowing what he had done to her a few days earlier. Her cunt would shiver each time she thought of that incident. She hated the fact that at night, when thinking of all that happened she would find herself masturbating reliving the ordeal all over again. But it wasn't the same as when that giant cock was splitting her wide open.

Jack lounged at ease in an armchair. Cordoba was standing behind his desk, his dark pale eyes boldly sweeping over her, as he courteously bade her to be seated with an amiable smile.

Relaxing a little, she sat down; lulled into a false security by the friendliness he exuded. It didn't last very long. Cordoba came to the point bluntly. "You know the situation with your Husband Mrs. Wales! The fact that he still hasn't paid us what he owes. You also know that until we do get our funds, we're going to have to continue collecting interest."

She tried to explain; tried to offer up reasons as to why her husband hadn't come through yet. When she was finished pleading her case, she could see that all of her imploring arguments were met with ruthless negatives, she burst into tears, with a final "Then I-I just don't know what to do! I don't know why Randy hasn't done anything!"

Cordoba told her then, "Jack and I have come to a temporary resolution! I know you have paid some interest to Jack already, but since your husband owes me money too I feel I need interest paid directly to me just like Jack had interest paid to him, and I intend to collect - now!"

Through miserable, tear-dimmed eyes, she looked up at him and trembled. "H-how ...?" Then she saw scandalous lust in those eyes, set wide in his dark face. The answer was there in her mind even before he spoke. Oh no! Oh, God, no! Not him!?

"From what Jack has told me already, I think you know the method of payment!" he leered. "Or do you want me to spell it out for you?"

Virginia gasped in disbelief, aghast, "Do you m-mean ... sex?"

"Exactly! You're very bright about that, at least!" he smirked. "So - if you cooperate with us --we continue to be patient, and will be willing to wait upon your husband a little while more." His voice trailed off.

That little phrase "if you cooperate with us" stuck with her, its importance to what he said hitting her with its pregnant meaning.

"You said 'us'?" she questioned. "Y-you can't mean that? Both of you? A-at the s-same time ...?"

"That's right, baby!" Jack grunted. He had said little during the time she had sat there in Cordoba's office with the two men. Now he confirmed her worst fears. "Both of us are going to fuck you at the same time - until you can't see straight!"

"Oooooooohhhh, my Goddddd!" she moaned. "No! No! Noooooo!"

"Then you're choosing the alternative? The conclusion that your dear husband Randy will not pay and we'll sell you into white slavery where you'll be fucked 10 to 20 times a day?" Cordoba grated.

"No!" Virginia cried. She felt like that trapped animal that once caught in the steel-jawed trap struggles to free itself, but only succeeds in causing the cruel teeth to dig in deeper, holding the trapped paw tighter yet. She knew, once again, that she would have to do what they demanded of her. But both of them? Ugh!

"Then you'll do it?" Cordoba persisted.

"Y-yes. What else ...?" she blubbered. All her will to fight was drained from her.

Deep in her own chaos of self-pity, Virginia was wondering where her new debauchment by these two leering goats of men was to take place, when Cordoba stepped around his desk and took her by the arm, assisting her from her chair, and said, "Well, Virginia, I think it's time we all went into my private office!"

Here? Right here? Oh, God! Somehow, she had had notions of one of the bedrooms but not here. Numbly, she allowed herself to be led into the room adjoining his working office. Then, just as blindly, she sat down on the couch, as he led her to it, shaking her head negatively when he offered her a drink. With tear-filled, downcast eyes, she tried to visualize how it was possible for two men to have sexual intercourse with one woman at the same time.

"Come on, Virginia, baby, remember last time? A couple of drinks and you were ready for anything!" Cordoba urged, lifting his own filled glass coaxingly.

She flared out at him. "I don't want anything to drink! Nothing!" I don't want to lose control of m-myself ... like I did with Jack!"

"Suit yourself!" Cordoba eased his bulk down beside her, sipping a Scotch on the rocks, and his hand went out to her knee to caress it suggestively.

Even as a loathing for his touch flooded through her, she also sensed a certain animal magnetism in Cordoba, an intense maleness that seemed to exude from him, and there was an accompanying, unexplained tingling thrill, definitely sexual, that ran with searing fingers up and down her spine, as his exploring fingers inched up higher along the satiny, warm flesh of her inner thigh. Timidly, she looked up at him. She saw nothing attractive at all about him. But there was no explanation forthcoming to her as to why she was beginning to feel a tiny glow of arousal deep in her belly.

Sitting across from her, Jack had been drinking steadily from his glass; now he tossed down the remainder, set the glass down, and moved to sit on the other side of her. "Let's get this show on the road!" he exclaimed impatiently; at the same time, he fumbled with the zipper at the back of her dress. In a moment he had run it down to her waist. 

Still looking down in her shame, Virginia saw the thick pulsing bulge inside Jack's pants, which graphically reminded her of what was going to happen in a very few minutes.

For an instant she resisted him, as he pulled her dress forward and off her arms. "Oh, please ...?" She clasped the front of her dress back up to her fearfully heaving breasts.

"Hell!" Cordoba rasped. "It's no fun to fuck a woman with her clothes on!" Roughly, he pulled her dress down again.

Then, as Jack began working on the snaps of her lace-trimmed bra, she sensed that Cordoba, on the other side of her, was rising. Quickly, she glanced in his direction and saw that he was removing his tie and jacket. He, too, she couldn't help noticing, had a huge, telltale bulge in the front of his suit pants. Her bra was off now, and she automatically brought her arms up to her chest to cover her breasts.

"That's not fair, baby!" Jack firmly removed her protective arms, his hot mouth coming wetly down to immediately capture the pink bud of one of her hardening nipples. He sucked it up hungrily, nibbling with his lips, his tongue lapping at the sensitive peak of flesh, while his hand was busy with its twin, his fingers massaging and rolling the now erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Unbidden again, she felt delicious sensations race chargingly through her. It was exactly what she didn't want. She had been telling herself over and over: They can do what they want to me, but I won't let them make me like it! I won't! I WON'T!

"You two will have to stand up for a moment!" It was Cordoba, behind them.

Virginia stood up and Jack took her solidly into his arms, his hands moving deftly to push her dress down over her smooth flaring hips. It fell with a sigh down around her feet. Then he was pressing her in tight against him, his hands on the cheeks of her ass, feeling them through her nylon panty hose and pulling her up against the bulge of his erect penis. His hard male flesh was hot against her cringing abdomen. She was revolted at the idea of how she was being used, but just as before, she knew of no way to remove herself. Her voluptuous young body slumped against him with abysmal resignation. He tilted her head up, and kissed her hard and long, his agile tongue probing between her lips and teeth. She didn't resist him. She just stood there limply and let him have his fun, as his avid hands ran up and down her back and caressed the full-mounded humps of her nylon-covered ass cheeks, and as she stood there unresisting, she tried to make her mind a blank, pretend that none of this was really happening to her and wishing that she couldn't feel anything. There was a metallic click behind her followed by a couple of thumps. Glancing from the corner of her eye, she saw that Cordoba had done something with the couch. It was now a big, soft bed. She remembered thinking: How, clever!

Behind her now, his voice coming from the bed itself, she heard Cordoba growl, "Get those damned panty hose off of her! I want to see what the little bitch looks like bare-assed naked!"

Jack stopped kissing her then and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panty hose. With slow deliberateness he pulled them down over her ass, exposing the cheeks to Cordoba's hungry devouring eyes. Finally, he knelt before her and finished rolling the garment down over the smooth columns of her firmly tapered thighs. Jack helped her to step out of them, then turned her around to face Cordoba on the bed.

Her gasp of dismay couldn't be held back. Lying naked on the bed, he was propped up on two pillows, his chest covered in dark hair, his arms muscular, his body firm, but it was the immense shaft of his manhood, lancing out from the tangle of pubic hair that her eyes focused on hypnotically. His penis was long and thick, unbelievably so, and she would never have entered this room, no matter what the consequences, if she'd had any inkling he was more like a bull than a man.

"There! Didn't I tell you that she was something else!" Jack bragged.

"Yeah! She's all right! Yes! More than a little bit of all right!" Cordoba grunted, his eyes running over her voluptuous naked body, with pure lust shining in them now. He followed her staring eyes to the spearing shaft of his fully erect cock.

"Are you impressed ... or worried?" he asked with a smile, his hand going down to encircle it caressingly. "Or both?"

Virginia looked away, ashamed that she had shown an awkward interest in the man's penis. "N-no ... I-I just couldn't help looking ..." she mumbled.

"You were admiring it, then?"

"No ... it's just that it's ... s-so ..." she stumbled.

"So big ...?" he queried. "Then that means you're worried about whether it'll fit in that cute little cunt of yours?"

Virginia stood there, confused, until he grinned at her and went on, "I'm kidding you, of course!" He patted the bed beside him. "Come on over here beside me, now!"

For a moment she hesitated and was nudged forward by Jack. Reluctantly, she moved over to the bed and sat down uneasily on the edge of it. Cordoba sat up, wrapped his powerful arms around the naked young woman, and lifted her into position beside him. She lay on her back, trembling in despair, shame and fright, as he stretched out beside her, still embracing her, his naked body pressed tight against her, his unrestrained erect cock trapped between his abdomen and her trembling thigh. She felt its throbbing heat and the involuntary lurching of it signaling his anticipation. She could feel his pre-cum already seeping out. As she lay there, quivering in his embrace, she had the suffocating sensation of being hugged by some prehistoric caveman wild and untrained. 

"You know," Cordoba was saying in a tender, whispering voice, almost seductive in tone, "I can probably repeat what you're thinking about me ... but I'm not cruel or sadistic ... and I'm certainly not some kind of monster. I'm just a man who likes to fuck beautiful women - and I fuck them good! You'll be screaming for more - believe me!"

"B-but you're forcing me ..."

"Maybe ... but it's one way I have of getting women into my bed!" he explained patiently. "But they always come back later of their own free will!"

He's insane! she thought. And what bragging! "I-I doubt it!" Virginia told him.

His hands had been running over her exploring. They were not cruel hands, after all, she decided, feeling that same undeniable tingle of beginning arousal she had felt when he had put his hand on her knee a little while before. She couldn't define what it was about him. He wasn't a "sexy" man, but he conveyed sex, a kind of overpowering, confident maleness that dominated a female. Somehow, in the back of her mind, she already knew that her vow of not becoming aroused, of refusing to enjoy what was going to happen to her, would be in vain. Her cunt was already moistening up, preparing itself to be fucked. His sex would dominate her whether she wanted it to or not.

Jack laid down on her other side. She felt the warmth of his naked body pressing against her. Below, the hot, hard length of his penis prodded her other thigh.

Now, for the first time, Cordoba kissed her, his large, sensuous lips coming gently down over hers while one of his outsize hands almost fully encompassed the soft globe of one of her ripe firm breasts. As he caressed the tingling mound, her fear began to flee in the face of her rising passion. Wholly against her determined will, she found that she was enjoying having this man run his gentle hands over her, and she moaned deep in her throat as delicious sensations of unwanted arousal crowded in on her. Her pussy was now beginning to drip is fluid outside of your vaginal lips.

On her other side, Jack was using his mouth on her other throbbing breast. She could feel the warm sucking pressure of his lips on the sensitive hardened nipple; then she felt one of his hands move caressingly down across the flat, white plane of her belly. In a matter of moments, his searching hand was there on her hair covered vagina up between her trembling young thighs.

Not wanting to do it, but helpless to control her muscles, Virginia involuntarily opened her tightly clenched thighs to his insistent hand. Almost instantly, she felt his outstretched middle finger dive into the slit of her dripping pussy to find the erect little shaft of her clitoris. She recoiled when his finger touched her there, her hips jerking back and down into the softness of the mattress as the electric shock of his tantalizing fingertip brought a moan from deep in her chest; then as his finger began stroking like a short, hard length of a miniature penis, her grinding hips began to gyrate sensually up against it. God! It felt so good, and she couldn't resist it! The crazy thought began to circle in her mind that there must be something wrong with her, that she was becoming a depraved sexpot, a nymphomaniac perhaps. She'd had nothing to drink, and she was here on this bed with two strange, virile men, against her will, yet she was responding to them, even wanting them to do these things to her, wanting them to play on her body as though it were a finely tuned violin. Forgotten for the time being was her sacred vow of fidelity to her husband, for now, there below, she felt Jack's body slithering downward, his mouth leaving her breast to trail moist kisses down along the path already blazed by his caressing hand.

Oh, God! She felt a flooding shame for feeling anticipation of what she knew was coming next. But she couldn't help it! It had been so good that other time when Jack had kissed and licked her aroused vagina. She shivered in anticipation as she waited for that exquisite moment of electric contact.

Now, Jack's mouth was just above the soft, curls of her pubic mound, and his hands were reaching down to spread her legs with gentle firmness. Willingly, she moaned up into Cordoba's mouth, who just at that moment raised his head, breaking the passionate kiss, and dropped his lips to her breast. She felt him take the nipple, erect hard and throbbing, as well as the areola into his mouth. She winced as he nibbled at it with his teeth, causing at the same time tiny little pains and a sensual joy.

Below, Jack had spread her legs apart, and now he pulled her knees up, his hands sliding down along the warm and now wet tapered thighs until they arrived at either side of her cunt slit. Then he was using his thumbs to deliberately pull apart the wet petals of her vaginal opening. Virginia found herself lying there holding her breath in anticipation, while at the same time the most wonderful sensations surged through her tingling breasts.

Cordoba, sucking on one of her nipples, was maintaining a constant drawing pressure while making the tit itself slide in and out between his lips rapidly. It was a breathtaking sensation. Without thinking about it, she reached up to her tit, cupping it and offering it to his tantalizing oral caresses, and also with no further thought, her other hand reached up to fondly trace the features of his face. Perhaps Cordoba was sexually attractive.

Impatiently, she waited, as Jack's lips followed the path of his hands, alternately kissing and nipping at the flesh of her inner thighs, his mouth like fire on her, as he moved closer and ever closer to her cunt, still held wide open by his hands. Oh, God! What's taking him so long?

Wanton delight stabbed her suddenly! His lips were there, warm and moist, making contact with the searing crevice of her pussy, his tongue hotly lashing into the naked opening of her cunt, and she groaned aloud with both ecstasy and relief; her long wait for it was over now. Her hips ground wildly under her, underscoring her rising desire. She felt herself all moist and warm down there between her widespread legs as Jack's tongue ran in circles just inside the pink mouth of her pussy. OOooohhhh! Their mouths ... are going to drive me out of my mind she thought! Like a gate hung on oiled hinges, her head began to thrash from side to side, messing up her long beautiful hair.

And then, Jack's long, agile tongue pressured upward to the ultimate seat of her pleasure, her erect little clitoris. Without let-up, showing no mercy, he licked and sucked at the erect bud, concentrating on the sensitive head of it, knowing that it wouldn't be long before she would be ready to fuck. Her first orgasm came instantly and out of nowhere. Pussy cream covered Jacks face, but he just kept his mouth between her legs taking it all in. Hell! he gloated. She's really got a short fuse! Hot Dam! She's some woman! A real nymph!

Inhaling deeply the heady perfume of her cum, Jack lost himself in the hungry wet licking and sucking of her succulent gushing young cunt, his own arousal far gone as he felt the painfully aching need in his sperm-churning balls. Semen was already flowing from his cock. His nuts full to the max; his shaft filled to the tip, there was no place for his cum to go but to drain out of his penis, much like a relief valve, preventing a major blow out. 

"Damned if I know what the protocol is, but I'm just about ready to pop if I don't get my cock in her pretty soon!" he thought to himself

There had been no discussion between him and Cordoba as to what, how, who was to do what, once they got her into bed. "I'll just have to play it as she lays!" he decided.




The Call Ch. 03



Virginia couldn't stand it any longer. Jack's tongue fucking and licking at her cunt below and Cordoba's sucking of her breasts above had brought her to a full heated orgasm, and she had to have more - and yet more. Suddenly, she heaved her hips up off the bed, mashing her insistent pussy hard against Jack's working wet mouth and moaned. "Oh, OOooohh, OOOOOOoooooooohhhh, God! Yes! Yessssss! Do it. D-do it to me!"

Withdrawing his sucking mouth from her heated cunt for a moment, Jack growled, "Let's not go through all that again! If you want to be fucked, now - you know how to ask for it!"

Virginia couldn't help remembering the litany he had insisted she learn. God! She hated those words - but if she had to say them, she would! At that point, she would have said or done anything to get the satisfaction she wanted.

"Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me! I want you b-both to fuck me!" Actually, she wasn't sure yet how both of them would couple with her; all she knew was that she had to have long hard cocks fucking her in her frantic young cunt.

"All right, baby! You'll get it now!" It was Cordoba speaking. "Let's change places, Jack! I'll fuck her first!"

Sadly, she felt the loss of their warm wet mouths momentarily, as the two men began to shift, exchanging places. Their naked, powerful bodies passed, one on either side of her, Jack sliding upward to stretch out beside her and immediately leaning over to kiss her, his long tongue squirming into her half-open mouth. It was all the more erotic, for she could taste the slightly pungent tang of her own juices on his lips and tongue. His fingers dug deep into her breasts, while below, she was aware that Cordoba was using at least two of his thick fingers, thrusting them deep into the heated wet opening of her cunt.

Oh, that feels good! But she wanted something more than fingers moving in her there. She wanted a hard, warm cum filled cock! They're playing games with me! God! Why don't they start it ... the fucking part! Then she remembered! Oh, my God! Cordoba's p-penis! It's so huge! I'd never be able to take it up inside me!" She moaned aloud.

"Don't fret, doll!" Cordoba mumbled. "I'm just stretching you a little so you'll be able to take my entire prick!"

There was a sudden stabbing pain at her tight cunt opening, as she felt her tender tissues being pressed outward. 

"OOoooohh! That hurts!" she cried twisting her mouth away from Jack's.

"Believe me, you'll be glad I took the time for this!" Cordoba grinned up at her. "I've used three fingers on you, and I think you're ready now!"

"Get up on your knees with your beautiful little ass up in the air! I'm going to fuck you from behind, dog fashion!"

As Jack moved aside, she hastened to obey, turning over and scrambling to her knees; then, leaning down on her elbows, she looked back past her tits to see Cordoba heaving up onto his knees, his hands reaching out to grasp her hips. She got another glimpse of his long, thick erection spearing rampantly out from his hairy loins, its rigid shaft throbbing menacingly; his cock's head bloated with blood, the whole corona shiny and smooth like rich red velvet. And there was sperm falling in a thin line from its tip hanging down about 3 inches. Then he was flexing his knees to nudge that enormous pole up against the groove her little pussy. She felt it pulsating against the open lips of her vagina. It was jerking up and down in anticipation of the pleasure it was going to receive. She began to have second thoughts about it! God! He'll split me apart with it!

She moaned out, "N-no! You're too big!"

"Like hell I am!" Cordoba rasped. "Anyway, it's too late to start changing your mind! Reach back between your legs and put it in!"

The authority in his voice was unmistakable. With shaking fingers, she reached back between her trembling thighs and grasped the thick heated shaft. Now she knew how really enormous it was, as she felt its vibrant heart throb, its radiated heat and dripped cum. She hesitated.

"What are you waiting for?" he growled. "Put my cock in that tight little cunt of yours! Do it now!" Cordoba brought his hand down in a stinging slap across her ass; at the same time, he drove his hips powerfully forward, and the thick head of his massive erect cock was rammed unmercifully into her drenched tight cunt. The elastic flesh of her tight little vaginal opening stretched wide to receive him, distending even more than his three-fingered dilation of her only moments before. She screamed in fright and pain. Her cry excited him so much that his prick blasted a hot load of semen into her pussy. He immediately stopped pushing to prevent total ejaculation. Only the giant head of his prick had penetrated her cunt. He squeezed her hips and in a softer tone of voice said, "Relax, doll! Relax and enjoy it! It's not as bad as you think! You'll get used to it in a few seconds."

"By the way, you've got me so fucking worked up, I've already unloaded a shot of sperm in you, and I haven't even stuffed you completely yet.

Then he flexed the swollen head of his cock inside her, which elicited another whining groan from her tortured lips. He did it again and again, until surprisingly she found that she was beginning to relax. The pain was vanishing, leaving only sensations of exquisite sensual pleasure.

Slowly, but with unstoppable pressure, Cordoba pushed his throbbing penis deeper and deeper into her, feeling her contracting muscle ring at the mouth of her cunt squeezing down hard around his cock's thick shaft and sending tantalizing sparks of wild erotic sensations through him.

Inch by inch, he gored into her until he finally felt her voluptuous young loins begin to push back against him, as her expanding cunt tried to absorb more and more of his long thick cock. Then, with a feverish lust, he used the power of his back and legs to plunge the final few inches of his mammoth fuck pole into her ravished pussy, the blood-engorged head flicking past her cervix to lodge solidly against the far back wall of her vagina. She moaned, but this time it was with tones of sheer pleasure. 

Grinning his satisfaction, Cordoba continued to flex his penis as it lay buried deep up inside her. He was gratified to feel her countering muscles clasping around the full length of him, the walls of her cunt rippling with erotic delight in the most intimate of ultimate caresses. Meanwhile, his hands roamed over her body, reaching under to fondle her breasts, then down across her belly to her matted pubic mound where he slipped an outstretched finger into the top of her vaginal groove to caress her clit.

Then she was bucking wildly back against him, wanting him to begin his powerful fucking movements, needing it desperately before she went stark raving mad from her hungering need.

"Oh, God!" she moaned. "You're right! It doesn't hurt any more, Cordoba! So, f-fuck me now! Oh, God, Cordoba ... fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Her mouth spewed out the pleas with passionate desperation.

Slowly then, using long smooth strokes, Cordoba - kneeling like a stud horse behind her - began to piston his huge penis in and out of her drenched pussy, pulling it out until only the inflated cock-head remained in the clinging mouth of her cunt and then slamming it home all the way until his loins slapped hard against her ass, the force of impact flattening her cheeks. Now she was moaning an unceasing stream of throaty, gurgling sounds, and her face was contorted with the intensity of her insane rapture. 

Jack, laying there, none too patiently watching with interest as Cordoba fucked her from behind like a brood mare, contenting himself with caressing her, running his hands over her naked body, exploring her every luscious curve but paying particular attention to her young tits, cupping them as they hung from her chest like ripened fruit. As Cordoba finally established his tempo, one of Jack's hands worked its way down her abdomen where he rubbed her swollen erect clit. Through his fingertips he could feel the wet vibrations of Cordoba's penis fucking in and out of her pussy.

Virginia felt all of it, and she was sure that she couldn't be stimulated to any greater height, but she hadn't reckoned with these two expert fuckers. Virginia's mouth worked with the rising tide of her passion, moaning with each of Cordoba's deep ranging thrusts into her, sure that her clit being rubbed so vigorously by Jack's fingers would blow a figurative fuse in her nervous system. Suddenly, he stopped, and she was only dimly aware of Jack's entire body moving upward, as he slid into place before her, his legs spread wide. He was leaning back on his elbows, and as her eyes finally focused on what he was doing, she was looking directly at his steel hard cock's head only scant inches from her face. It lanced up at her menacingly, it seemed, and she stared aghast at it, not understanding yet why he would be shoving his fully erect penis up toward her face.

Jack forced his cock to jerk by constricting the muscles by his balls. He kept doing this until he got what he wanted. Sperm began to drain out from his dick's head falling down in a long string. He wanted Virginia to see what she was in for.

"Wh-what-?" she gasped pantingly.

"It's time for you to start sucking my cock!" Jack told her.

"S-suck it?"

"Yeah, baby - just like a lollipop!"

"I've done my part by squeezing out some semen for you. Now it's time for you to drain the rest of it out of my balls...with your mouth."

"B-but-? I've never even done this for my husband!"

"No buts about it! This is the way both of us fuck you at the same time!" he grated. "You knew that!"

"No! God I-I didn't dream ...!"

"No arguments, doll! Just start sucking!" His hand came down to the shaft of his penis, grasping it until the head turned purple. He let Virginia watch it move in his had revealing his lustful desire.

He brushed the semen covered head against Virginia's lips, and she twisted her head aside in a futile attempt to escape the horror of what he demanded. Quickly, he placed his hands on both sides of her head and straightened it forcefully, then with a cruel pressure he brought her head down.

"Open your mouth, Virginia baby!"

Reluctantly she did it, her lips forming into an "O" shape as Jack flexed his hips upward, while at the same time his hands forced her head down. It went into her mouth; just the head of it entered between her parted lips, and she felt the gagging nausea. 

"Just take it easy! Relax and use your tongue!" he hissed.

There was no way she could escape this depravity, either. Bravely, she tried to control her gagging reflex, and with a tentative swirl of her tongue, tried to do what he wanted. God! The shame of what she was being forced to do flooded through her. It's horrible, the things they're putting me through! Being fucked like a whore - and now this ... being forced t-to suck his cock!

It was with a great surprise that she began to realize that, just as she had adjusted to the mighty shaft of Cordoba's cock plunging in and out of her cunt, she became accustomed to the thick presence of Jack's penis in her mouth. It had a sweetly pungent flavor, she decided, and as she relaxed, resigning herself to the fact that she would have to perform this sex act, she hollowed her cheeks as she exerted a sucking pressure, while at the same time using her tongue like a breast-sucking infant. Jack gasped his pleasure and murmured, "That's it, baby! You're doing fine, now ... but just be careful! Keep your teeth covered with your lips!"

Instinctively, or perhaps accidentally, she began to move her head up and down the lust-thickened shaft with the buffeting rhythm of Cordoba's long hard cock fucking in and out of her cunt. Soon, to her surprise, she was taking more and more of Jack's thick and lengthy penis between her tight lips. And I'm actually doing it ... with both of them! Oh, God! She didn't know whether the sudden sensation she felt was shame or excitement!

Behind her she felt one of Cordoba's hands slip down between her thrusting ass and his driving loins. When she felt his thick finger searching in the sweat-dampened crevice between her ass cheeks, she winced, recoiling. Oh God ... that too? But she couldn't object, not with her mouth stuffed with Jack's thick cock.

Tentatively, he pressed the tip of his outstretched finger against her tight puckered asshole. It slid slowly into the channel. There was searing pain there, but she couldn't scream; her mouth and throat were too busy performing the blowjob Jack was demanding, while behind, fucking into her pussy with wild abandon, Cordoba's cock driled in and out of her warm vaginal canal. He pushed harder, and his middle finger went in all the way to the palm of his hand.

Once again she jerked forward, recoiling away from that unnatural presence so far up in her rectum, and also, once again, as she forced herself to relax, her rear passage gradually adjusted to it. Gyrating, her ass moved back against the double ravishment of her loins, wanting to be fucked ... wanting everything, as suddenly she realized that three of her openings were filled.

Deeper and deeper now, the kneeling young wife was absorbing more and more of Jack's ever expanding cock as he rammed it up into her sucking mouth. She countered with her bobbing head, feeling an uncontrolled desire, she had never felt before in her life, as she became aware that soon, very soon, she would explode into an overwhelming orgasm. Without reservation, she surrendered herself to the forbidden rapture of her insane need.

As Jack, panting loudly beneath her and driving his thick cock up into her hungry sucking mouth, began to approach his climax, she hadn't even thought about what would happen. She didn't have a chance to think about it before it happened, for suddenly he stiffened with a beastly grunt, and he was cuming - in her mouth, his cock wildly jerking and pumping uncontrollably. 

"My balls bitch....OH FUCK GRAB MY BALLS"

As soon as she got hold of his testicles, they began to jump with intensity, releasing their load into Jack's shaft, which then took over and constricted until ejaculation occurred in full force.

Virginia swallowed it! She had to swallow it to keep from gagging on it, but there was something terribly erotic in it too! Instinctively, she seemed to know that it had to be that way. If it were otherwise, it would be no fun for Jack - and somehow, even though she loathed the man, she knew that she must give him his satisfaction. It was only right! 

Eagerly, the kneeling young woman sucked on his thick sqewing cock.

"THAT'S IT YOU FUCKING LITTLE CUNT!!! SWALLOW IT"

"AHHHHHHHH SHITTTTT...SUCK ME DRY BITCH!!!"

Every time Jack's balls moved a giant stream of sperm shot into Virginia's mouth. It seemed like he'd never stop dumping his cum into her mouth. As hard as she tried to keep up, she couldn't. Sperm began to seep out of the corners of her mouth. But she knew she had to keep sucking until no more of his life-giving liquid was being pumped through his shaft.

Then, as he relaxed with a deep contended sigh back against the softness of the mattress, she still kept hungrily sucking for several more moments, until the once-hard shaft began to deflate.

"That's it!" he murmured. "It was just great ... but you can stop sucking now!" She saw that his eyes were soft and that they regarded her almost fondly. "That was beautiful baby!"

"I'm glad, Jack," she panted. "I'm glad!" And suddenly, she realized that she was glad - very glad!

He laid back flat, and she watched with fascination as the rigidity of his penis collapsed by slow degrees until his softened penis was completely limp and lying flaccid over against his thigh, traces of semen covering its tip. Strangely, she still had the sensation that it was there in her mouth, and she wondered vaguely whether Cordoba would want her to do the same thing to him ... later.

Slaving away behind her, goring deep into her hot, cunt, Cordoba received the signals of his own impending spewing orgasm; his tingling cock was jerking, constricting in pre-orgasmic convulsions, and back there, behind the base of his penile shaft, he felt the full load of his churning hot sperm demanding its release like a boiling cauldron ready to blow off its lid. Suddenly he jerked his plunging finger from Virginia's puckered asshole and grasping her with both hands at the waist, began to thrust insanely by hauling her body back against him as he plunged into her, then pushing her naked quivering body forward on his withdrawal stroke. The young women was like a rag doll in his hands, completely in his control now, as he wildly fucked her with a wanton lust.

Now, to Virginia, the mounting ecstasy at the very core of her being was almost unbearable. She felt as though she were a time bomb ready to explode into a thousand pieces. It wouldn't be long, now! 

"Shit! I've got to cum! Soon! Soon!" she agonized in her mind. Deeper and faster Cordoba was slamming his huge fully loaded cock into her frantically seething womb like a jackhammer. All she could do was hang on to her senses, allowing him to violently pull her helpless body to and fro, as he pounded into her with an awesome power she had never suspected existed in any man.

Suddenly, without warning, she came. Her cunt spasmed and clamped down hard on Cordoba's penis, then in the next instant it opened its mouth wide erupting in pussy cum. It kept repeating this action over and over until she was screaming loud and long with the rapture of her climax.

"Oh, OOOOoooooooh, Cordoba, OOOOOoooooohhhh! Gooddddddddd! I'm cuuuuummmmmiiiinnnnng! Noowwwwwww! Aaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuggghhhhh!"

"Can you feel me squirting on your cock baby...ooooooooohhhh feel my juice lubricating your penis so you can fucking ejaculate inside me. Oh baby, fuck me full of sperm...Oh Fuck!!!!"

Virginia would have collapsed limply right then had not Cordoba held her firmly in place as he punched his demanding penis deep into the depths of her tightly clasping cunt like a wild stallion ramming into a brood mare, as animal-like grunts came rumbling from deep in his throat.

"Oh Fuck baby!!!. Your cunt is opening itself up to me." He kept ramming into her. "See you fucking little bitch; I told you your pussy could take all of me."

Cordoba's balls were massive to begin with, but now, full of cum, they were gigantic. The very weight of them was painful to him. They were moving now. Quickly churning and pumping until they released in force their load. Quickly, as if moving at light speed, the ejaculation began, his penis reaching that point of no return. Finally, with one last powerful, ass-flattening thrust, Cordoba came. His massive jerking cock expanded even more as white-hot sperm rushed and spun through the thick length of his long cock shaft to spurt satisfyingly from its slitted tip and shoot far up into the heated confines of Virginia's bubbling vagina. He held her ass close up against his loins, his big hands grasping her painfully by the hips as his wild ejaculating cock flooded her womb with his thickly heated sperm. He groaned out his satisfaction between raspy pantings. "AAAAAAaaaaaggggh! God! What a gorgeous cunt!"

Squirt after long powerful squirt of his seed was bombarding her pussy. He didn't want any of his semen to escape. After a few moments he relaxed, his hands releasing her, and she slumped down prone on the bed allowing Cordoba's still hard cock to slip out of her pussy. It was still twitching. 

"Just lay there who whore! "I'm not fucking done yet." He grabbed his cock and began jacking it off, "Oh yes...FUCKING YES" He aimed its head down at Virginia's ass. Long ropes of sperm began shooting out from the tip and splashed on her ass. After four loads sprang out of his penis, he grabbed Virginia and turned her over onto her back. Her eyes came into contact with his still fully erect cock, jerking wildly in the air, cum running from its head. 




The Call Ch. 03



"Jerk it you fucking cunt"

"Jerk it dry. Do it NOW!!!"

She reached up with one hand and grabbed his shaft.

"Not one hand you bitch. It'll take two to get the job done!!!"

With no hesitation she placed her other hand upon the quivering rod.

"That's it baby. Now masturbate my prick...mmmmmm....that's it. Faster...YES!!! FASTER!!! FUCK YES...MASTURBATE ME TO THE LAST DROP....FUCKKKKKK; TAKE IT BITCH!!!

Stroking his cock, and listening to him talk the way he was to her was more that she could take, and suddenly she hiked her hips high into the air while at the same time her cunt orgasmed again and streams of cunt juice shot up onto Cordoba's ejaculating balls. 

"You Fucking Cunt!!! You're getting off again. What a fucking rush...you cuming on my balls..let me give you something back."

Cordoba reached down and grabbed her head by her hair and lifted it up, shoving as much of his cock into her mouth as she would take and began spewing his semen down her throat.

"Suck on this my precious little whore...AAAAHHHHHHH TAKE MY LOAD!!!!" Cordoba unleashed the torrent of sperm left in his nuts. Virginia was so turned on by all that was happening that her hips were thrashing madly in the air shooting her cream all over the place. Anything near her cunt was getting drenched. 

After thrusting in and out a few times, Cordoba pushed deep into Virginia's throat and held his cock there, forcefully jerking his hips, pushing the last dregs of his semen out of his shaft. He released her head and pulled his cock free from her sucking mouth and leaned back.

"Fuck Jack, she's still cuming!" 

It was true. Virginia was still pushing her hips up and down in a wild fucking motion shooting cunt juice everywhere. Now that she could speak, she kept repeating the same words over and over.

"I'M CUMING!!! I'M FUCKING CUMING!!!! OH FUCK MEEEEEEE! I'M CUMING"

Her hips began to slow down until as last her thighs were lightly quivering. Her cunt began to relax, allowing its excited opening to close and stop the flow of her cream. Her lips became quiet. The room became quiet. Her eyes began to focus and her mind began to clear. Reality was setting back in.

Suddenly she felt smothered, now, unable to breathe freely.

"Let me up, please," she whined.

Cordoba moved to the side and told her, "You're really something else, baby. I'm really looking forward to getting something going with you!"

"You don't own me!" she complained, flaring out at him.

"Maybe I don't actually own you," Cordoba grunted, "but until her husband pays us what he owes you answer to me for that debt. And since you won't be going anywhere until your husband does come through, I'll be calling you from time to time; to come here to my private office ... I'll get my debt paid off one way or the other. Do you understand?"

Virginia understood only too well. She had the feeling that she was like some piece of tangible property being bought and sold. She didn't answer his question.

"Damn it! Do you understand, Virginia?" Cordoba roared, grabbing her and turning her to her back.

"Y-yes ... I-I understand ..."

"All right, you can get dressed!"

Miserable now in her guilt-flooded mind, Virginia began to get dressed. Jack, she noticed, had already begun to pull on his clothing, looking glum, now that Cordoba had made it clear to her in his presence where they stood. She was Cordoba's property now.

Locating her panty hose, she began pulling them on, while Cordoba clambered off the bed and ambled into the bathroom.

Jack looked over at her as he buttoned his shirt and tucked the tail of it into his trousers. "I'm not finished with you, yet," he threatened, "because I'll find some damned way to fuck you again!"



The Call Ch. 03: Hanging Out at Frank's



This story is the third chapter in what appears to be a long series. I do not know how often I will be updating but I already have a couple of chapters in the works, I therefore know there are at least a few more chapters to come. I hope you enjoy.

***

I seethed under my breath, listening to Paul. "Poor Paul, having to stay at work late on a Friday" I thought sarcastically. My inner thoughts were turning to sarcasm. I was starting to feel constricted, uncomfortable. Our relationship was weighing on me. This would not work if he did not give in a little.

"Paul," I reminded him "you said you'd be done by now. I've been looking forward to this for weeks!"

"Shit, Vicky, what do you want me to do?"

"Paul, I already told you I hate it when you call me Vicky!" I said impatiently. Only a few people could get away with calling me that, and Paul was not one of them. "You know what? It's okay. I get it but I don't need to like it. At all!" I said hanging up.

If I kept talking to him I might say something I'd regret. My phone buzzed, a text coming in.

Paul: Im sorry :(( Ill pick u up tomorrow for brunch

Brunch? Brunch! Fuck brunch! That's what I wanted to reply. I settled on simply not replying at all.

Coming down the steps of the Arts building, having dropped off my last paper, my phone in my hand, I texted Jessica. I didn't care anymore. She did not need to pity me. I was getting myself out of this situation.

V: Paul's not coming. You still at the apartment?

"Hey! Victoria!"

Turning around, I saw Vanessa coming down the steps, trying to catch up to me. Vanessa was in my 18th Century French Literature class. She was tall, skinny and a tad annoying. She was dating one of Paul's Engineering friends. Word was she had slept with quite a few of the Engineering class behind his back. Of course, that was just gossip. Though the way she looked at Paul always made me uncomfortable.

"Vanessa." I said nodding at her, but not slowing down my pace to get out of campus. She had long legs, and caught up with me quickly enough.

"Wow, you're walking fast! Hot date tonight?" Vanessa asked with a smirk.

"Meeting Jessica. Going to a party. Need to get wasted. You?" I tried to keep my answers short and turn the conversation back to her. Of course, Vanessa being her annoying self just ignored my open-ended question.

"Trouble in paradise? Is Paul still working on that project of his?" she just kept needling me.

"I am done with exams, papers, and I want to celebrate!"

My phone vibrated.

Jessica: Yep. Got the car want me 2 pick up?

V: No. Catching bus be there in 20.

Jessica: K

"Listen," I told Vanessa "I have to go, I don't want to keep Jessica waiting." Leaving her at the campus gates, making sure she did not invite herself over.

Vanessa seemed to hate Jessica. The feeling was mutual. Then again, I had yet to meet a single female that liked Vanessa after having spent any amount of time in her company. Why Vanessa seemed to put effort in to befriending me was a puzzle.

The roads were covered in snow. Winter in Montreal can get quite messy but I enjoy it. Living a short bus ride away I caught the 24 on Sherbrooke and started visualizing what I would be wearing this evening. It was a white coloured wrap around knit dress. Jessica made me buy thigh high leather boots to pair it with. She said with the boots going so high I could forgo wearing tights, which I had dismissed as an option initially but in my current mood the idea was sounding increasingly tempting. 

Bringing Paul to the party was my naïve attempt at showing Frank not everything was about him. I had not seen Frank since Halloween. Paul had passed out on the couch at my apartment, having barely slept all week, working hard on his stupid project with Professor Stark and having one too many a drink. Paul did not know how to hold his liquor. No matter that he boasted having Scottish ancestry and that he knew how to hold his scotch.

Jessica had barricaded herself in her room with her latest conquest, a beautiful redhead. A natural redhead, she would tease pointedly looking at me. I had gone red after Phil had left. I was a redhead when I first slept with Frank. I had gone back to being a brunette shortly after, though I sometimes played with wearing red wigs for the fun of it.

Jessica had discovered she was bi-sexual during her time with Frank. Which explained why they had separated on amicable terms. They had a threesome and Jessica ended up leaving him for the girl they had brought in to the bedroom. I had no idea at the time; she was still coming to terms with her new feelings and did not feel comfortable talking about them yet. All I knew was that when the opportunity to get together with Frank came up, not only did Jessica not stand in the way, she basically pushed me in to his bed.

I did not need a push, though. I dove in head first and drenched in him I could not shake him off. Which is why, two years later, while I was in a monogamous relationship with Paul, I slept with Frank on Halloween. I fucked him for hours while Paul slept on the couch. It did not occur to me we could get caught. Jessica would not tell on me. Frank would obviously continue playing aloof, which is why I had started dating Paul to begin with. I do not know why I thought I could escape from Frank. Ever since that first night, all I ever did led back to him.

***

I splashed water on my face again. Frank had left me in the bathroom to put myself together. 

I was trying to come to terms with what had happened. Sal had been the one to finger me but looking at Frank across the booth while a slutty blonde gave him head was the real turn on and Frank pinching my nipples while Sal was distracted was what made me cum. I then all but deep throated Frank's fingers in the bathroom, humping him and cumming when he bit my nipple.

Not only that, but I all but promised him to fuck Sal, loudly, at his place for his own personal auditory entertainment; and who the hell knew what else he would ask me to do when I joined him in the Jack and Jill bathroom in between the adjoining rooms.

Something told me he was not asking me to join him for a midnight snack of Twizzlers and popcorn so we could reminisce about our lovely evening.

What the hell had I gotten myself in to?

Leaving the bathroom, still warm and flushed from nerves, and debating as to whether I should just get my coat and make an excuse to go back home I smacked face first in to a solid and very large chest.

Putting his hands on my arms to steady me, though with the amount of liquor in his system I was very surprise how sturdy, solid, rock hard and hot his chest was, Sal then wrapped my coat around my shoulders, like a gentleman I might add, and a sheepish grin on his face.

"Hey! Took you a while. I was getting worried." He hesitated for a second, concern crossing his features. "Are you alright?"

How did I answer that? Two seconds ago I was freaking out. Now? Now I had this giant puppy dog asking me if I was okay while I slipped on my coat.

"Victoria, I know... I mean, I think..." He said rubbing his face with his hands, not quite making sense, and clearly realizing he was not making sense.

"Sal?" I obviously looked puzzled.

"Shit!" Now he looked guilty. Which confused me even more.

"Damn!" He added.

"Sal, what's going on?"

"Too fast, right?" Now he was frowning. "I always do this. I get drunk, move too fast, and scare the girl off!" He said frustrated.

"What? Sal, what are you going on about?" Had I just all but dry humped this guy's friend in the bathroom and he was the one feeling guilty? I obviously took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up in some upside down reality.

"Vic, I like you. I really do. Fuck!"

Okay, this was getting out of hand. I did not need some guilt ridden puppy demanding my forgiveness or declaring his feelings. Especially when said puppy had been one hot hunk ready to fuck me senseless less than half an hour ago.

"Sal..." I sighed, getting closer to him, resting my hand on his arm, and standing on my tippy toes. "Shhhhh..." I put my finger on his lip. "I think you said something about my lips, a certain piece of your anatomy, and making me see stars." I teased, hoping to get him back on track.

How the hell did I go from an almost freak out to a seductress, damned if I know. 

"Tell you what. Since it's probably not safe for you to drive, why don't we go to Frank's for a nightcap and take it from there?" I added, wanting to be reassuring, resting my hands on his shoulders, rubbing him gently. The fact I was doing exactly what Frank had told me to do was pure coincidence, a small voice in my head piped in. A delusional voice, obviously. I was not drunk enough to actually believe that. I wanted what Frank offered, the fact it scared me was irrelevant.

"Are you sure, Vic? I'm not sure I won't just maul you the moment I get you alone." He added, suddenly a lot more comfortable with me, getting his arms around my waste.

"Who says I'll stop you?" I breathed quietly as I brought his mouth down to mine.

"Hmmmmmm" I hummed, kissing him. I did not need convincing to sleep with Sal. He tasted of scotch and warmth. I felt his hands lower themselves on my back as he gently caressed my buttocks. He suddenly grabbed my backside, drawing me to him, making me feel his hardness as he ground in to me.

"Come on." He gasped wrenching his mouth away from mine. "Let's hurry up. Frank is waiting outside." He stepped away from me, grabbed my hand, linking my arm with his.

I followed, head down, my dyed red hair over my reddening cheeks, smiling.

***

The temperature had dropped in the last few hours, closer to freezing. Frank was leaning against a light post in front of the bar while Chris-something talked. He had a bored air to him as he smoked his cigarette.

I had always thought Frank to be a very good-looking guy but at that very moment, as he looked up and our eyes met, I was hit with a wave of lust and desire I could not comprehend. He was more than just handsome; he was desirable. He did not just turn me on, I WANTED HIM. I wanted him like I had once desired Phil. 

Christa, whatever her name was, turned around, noticing his attention elsewhere and sneered at me.

"Took you long enough!" She complained. She turned back to Frank, fluttering her eyelashes, running her grabby little hands over his arms. "Come on baby, the girl's here."

She made the world girl sound derisive. As if I had braces on my teeth and snot on my nose.

"Let's get you home and I'll show you what a woman can do." She was laying it on thick. I almost forgot that Frank had been the one to ask me to come back to his place - I might have turned tail right then and there otherwise, taking Sal by the hand to catch a taxi. But Frank had asked me to his place. He made it obvious he was going to take the blonde to his place to fuck but still wanted me there for the aftermath. I just needed to trust he still wanted me there.

So I did the only thing I thought to do. I turned to Sal, laughing, and brought his face to mine as if for a kiss, instead I asked: "Let me piggy back?"

As Sal bent over and I climbed on his back I yelled: "Race you there, bitches!" Sal took off, with me clinging to him, trying to not to bounce off his back. Sal had a strong hold on my legs and I felt my jeans ride lower on my back. I felt the cold on my naked skin and could only hope I did not show too much ass.

I looked back, laughing, and saw Frank smile. Chrissy was just rolling her eyes. I raised my arm and swung it around as if handling a lasso, like a cowgirl. 

"Woohoo!!" I ground my pelvis against Sal's back like I had seen women do on those mechanical bulls. I pulled my tongue at them, turned around, got my arms back around Sal and kissed his temple.

Sal was laughing. I slapped my own butt cheek and he started running. I hung on, laughing. I could not remember the last time I had this much fun or acted this carefree. I felt silly and alive.

Not five minutes later we were in front of Frank's condo building. I got off of Sal's back and started rubbing his shoulders feeling a little guilty for having him carry me all the way there.

"I wasn't too heavy, was I?" I asked a bit worried.

"Hmmmmmm." Sal moaned, enjoying the attention on his shoulder and back muscles. He turned back.

"Come here." He murmured as he bent down to kiss me. I still had to get on my tippy toes to reach his lips comfortably, being a full foot shorter than he was. I think he noticed because the next thing he was doing was grabbing my backside as he hoisted me up bringing my legs around his waist.

"You are as light as a feather" he whispered on my lips and suddenly started spinning me around.

"Ahhhhhhh!" I yelped, for a moment scared but he held on tightly. 

"No worries, baby girl. I've got you." And he spun me around harder.

I couldn't help but let out a surprised squeal as he kept spinning me. 

"Ohhhhhhh!" I felt like I was on a ride. 

"What are you crazy kids up to?" Asked Frank, coming around the corner with Christine.

Sal stopped spinning and I held on, my head spinning instead. Sal had just proven he could hold his liquor. I needed a moment to get my head back on straight, so I just grinned at Frank. I expected to see him smile at me, and though his mouth did, his eyes seemed too intense to be mistaken for smiling. Was that a frown?

"You two seem to be having fun." It sounded more like an accusation to me than a simple comment.

What did he expect? That I would pretend to like Sal? That I pretended to like Sal to get to him? I was having fun. If I was doing this, whatever this was, I was doing it as I saw fit. Sal was a fun guy, so I had fun with Sal. I still wasn't sure what Frank wanted from me other than kinky sex. I wanted it too but I wasn't forcing myself to be with Sal to get to it. This wasn't a sacrifice. I wasn't just biding my time.

"Oh, Frankie." I couldn't help but mock. "Blondy did not want to ride her pony?" I got myself back on the ground and got close to him.

"Watch your tongue, sweetheart." Frank replied. "You might get a spanking." He added lowly, not loud enough for either of our companions to hear. Kristy was texting while Sal was rearranging his coat after having me bunched up around his waist.

"Maybe I deserve a spanking." I blinked innocently. That earned me a genuine smile. I took the keys he had pulled out from his hand and opened the door, pushing it open with my hip. I threw the keys back at him. 

"Race is still on bitches!" I ran up the two flights of stairs to his door, all along giggling. I heard Frank and Sal laugh and steps coming up the stairs. Frank was faster and threw me the keys when he saw me. I quickly slipped it in the lock and got the door open. As I stepped through the door and screamed "I win!" Frank slipped in, pushed the door closed and locked it. He put his hands on either side of my head, trapping me in between him and the door.

We could hear Sal laughing and knocking on the door.

"Come on guys!"

Frank pressed himself to me. He was smiling.

"I should tell him to fuck off, have my way with you right here, right now." I went to kiss him and he pulled back. "But where would the fun be in that?" He added with a smirk. Bending back to whisper in my ear "Whatever goes on tonight, remember what I told you, V."

"Yes, Frank." I smiled at him.

"And use a condom." He added seriously.

"Sure." I replied, a little dubious.

"I mean it, V. I want my cum, and only my cum in your pussy tonight." With that, he dropped one hand to the lock and turned it. We both stepped back, him turning and going to the fridge while I took off my coat and boots.

Sal came in, smiling. Kirsten looked pissed.

"Let's do shots!" I shouted and got comfortable on the couch. I really needed additional liquid courage

***

"Oh! Frank! That tickles!" Followed by fake exaggerated giggles. Kirsty was really getting on my nerves. Frank was licking salt from her neck before taking a shot and biting in to a lime wedge.

Not to be outdone, I pushed Sal on to his back on the couch lifting his shirt and uncovering his stomach. His abs were more impressive up close than I had envisioned when feeling them through his shirt. I bent down catching Sal's eyes, licking a trail just below his belly button, some of his hair tickling my nose. He moaned and I blew on the wetness I had left, torturing him before I bent back down to lick again, took the saltshaker and sprinkled salt on the spot.

"Sal?"

"Yes, babe?"

"I think this is going to be the 5th body-shot I've had and you've had eight. Since you are also twice my size, I think if you take two more we can call it even?"

"Are you trying to get me drunk to have your way with me, you naughty girl?" he raised his brow.

"You're already drunk!" I replied grinning. I was a bit more than tipsy myself. "I'm just saying, if you have only two more shots, you better make them count." I added while I bent down again and instead of simply licking the salt off his lower abdomen, I latched on to his skin, sucking his flesh, determined to leave my mark.

"Oh, fuck!" Sal groaned, grabbing me by my hair and pressing me to him. I smiled in to his skin, pulling back slowly. Grabbing my shot glass and raising it as I turned to Frank, ignoring Kristel: "Cheers!" I winked, downed the shot and bit in to the bitter fruit. 

My eyes still on him I pulled off my sweater leaving me in my purple bra. From the corner of my eye, I could see Crystal fuming at me. I couldn't blame her. The sheer lace left very little to the imagination. Anyone could clearly see my pink nipples that had reddened and hardened from being manhandled throughout the evening and my jeans had ridden low enough on my hips to show the top of my low rise lacy boy shorts. 

Sal got up from the couch lifted me up and through me on the couch where the bouncing had my breasts bounce as well, leaving my nipples millimeters from being fully exposed. As it was, you could clearly see my areolas. Frank was ignoring Karly, he gaze focused on the couch in front of him, focused on me. She latched on to his neck, trying to kiss him but his eyes did not stray.

I had lied to Sal. His shot glass was larger than the others. I don't think he noticed or minded. Trying to bring down Sal with alcohol was like trying to bring down a grizzly bear with a bb gun. As the evening went on, I had doubt Frank's plan of Sal passing out after sex was going to come to fruition. He could not accuse me of not trying though. 

As it was, Sal did seem to have lost all inhibitions, and did not seem to have any issues with me being half naked in front of his friend. He was so intent on what he was doing, he did not notice I was again fully focused on Frank.

Sal was licking down my stomach and I pressed myself up, my hands laying behind my head. Frank had taken the blonde's head in his hands, pushing it down to his groin. She did not seem to mind as I saw her rub the hardness under his jeans. Whatever he had under that denim seemed impressive by the way her hand cupped his girth. Crista was very drunk from what I could tell with her giggling and annoying laughter; I doubted she would remember many details of this evening, and so I acted as if she was not there. 

I slipped the straps of my bra down my shoulders and the cups under my breasts making sure my breasts were on full display.

Sal was shaking salt on my stomach. I trailed my fingers down my stomach to his lips, making sure he sucked on my index and middle finger before bringing them back up to my nipples, wetting them with his saliva as they puckered and wrinkled.

While he was busy licking the salt off my stomach I took the shaker and added salt to my nipples. I could see Christy now had her hand inside Frank's pants, pulling out his cock, and it did not disappoint. It was thick, straight and growing. From the obstructed view I had I could guess it might reach up to eight inches in length.




The Call Ch. 04



The afternoon sun was at our backs as we drove back to my house. With a full stomach and a sexually satisfied body for the moment, I quickly felt myself wanting to nod off. Realizing I needed something to perk me up, I turned my attention to my lovely passenger.

"Talk to me girl. Tell me about your fantasies. I know you like to be controlled and dominated, so explain to me how you dream about it happening to you."

Blushing bright red, Staci seemed reluctant to speak at first, but after a short pause, she gathered her courage and spoke.

"I am afraid sir, if you knew my deepest fantasies; you would be disgusted with me."

"I doubt if I will be disgusted, but I will be very disappointed if you don't start talking."

"It is late in the afternoon as you come through the front door of our house. Listening to the door slam, I know you have had a particularly bad day. Quickly I hurry to you from the kitchen, knowing you will want me to take out your frustrations on. I am not surprised when you grab me by the hair as soon as I get to you and drag me into the living room.

"Strip," you would command me after we have reached our destination. As I free my breasts of their confinement, you reach out to twist and pinch my nipples until they are hard and swollen from your abuse. Grasping my breasts in your strong hands, you squeeze them tightly so my nipples protruded even more. I watch as you lower your head to my breast, and then feel you savagely biting into my breast after you take the entire nipple into your mouth. Leaving your teeth marks as a brand on my first breast, you move to the other breast to brand it too.

Moving back away from me, you wait for me to finish stripping. When I am completely naked for you, you reach forward and grab my cunt in hand. I feel your long fingers digging between my cunt lips in search of my opening and clit. Your hand is covered in my juices as you push several fingers deep inside of me. I feel your calloused thumb make contact with my clit as you stroke it firmly. Pulling your fingers out, you drive them back in deep, except this time one of them searches for and goes up my ass. As I stand there, you finger fuck my cunt and ass.

Removing your fingers from my body, you force them into my mouth to be licked clean by me. After awhile you pull your fingers from my mouth and stand to remove your own clothes. I watch as you pull your belt from your pants and set it aside. With all of your clothes removed, you push me to my knees in front of you. My head is at the perfect height for your cock as you ram it into my mouth. Gentleness is the farthest thing from your mind as you push it deep into my throat until your balls are resting against my chin. I wonder if I will ever be able to breathe again as you hold my head firmly in place. Eventually, you want more stimulus than what my convulsing throat muscles can provide, so you pull out to begin stroking in and out of my mouth. 

At first I assume you are just going to use my mouth for your pleasure, so I am surprise when you abruptly pull out of my mouth. With somewhat glazed eyes, I watch as you pick your belt back up. I watch as in slow motion as the end of it makes contact with the tender flesh of my breast. Methodically, you use it to whip my breasts and nipples. Soon my breasts are covered by marks to go with the teeth marks you had previously inflicted on me.

Pulling me to my feet by my long hair, you bend me over the arm of the chair you had been sitting in. I hear the hiss of the belt just seconds before I feel it make contact with my now exposed ass. A dozen strokes later, my ass and thighs are striped with kiss marks from your belt. For a final kiss, you bring it up between my now widely spread legs so I can feel it kiss my wide open cunt. Unfortunately, the moan I make is not loud enough for you, so you provide me with several more kisses until I finally moan loud enough for you.

With my ass and cunt inflamed from the blows of your belt, you grasp my hips and drive your cock into my cunt. Hands tight in my hair, you ride me like the hot bitch I am. Suddenly, your cock slips from my cunt to be guided towards my unsuspecting ass. Using nothing but my juices on it, you force it into my tight opening. You finally stop when your balls are resting against my still open cunt lips.

Gripping an ass cheeks in each hand, you spread them widely so you can watch your cock slide in and out of my ass. Over and over again you impale me, forcing me into the arm of chair. Relentlessly you pound my small body to relieve the stress of your day.

Grasping my hair again, you pull my head back towards you. Calmly, you tell me what a slut and bitch I am. How I deserve to have my ass fucked by a man like you. With my neck so close, you don't hesitate to sample it with your sharp teeth. By now I am starting to go spastic as orgasms rip through my body. However, even in my dazed state, I feel your cock swell as it begins to pump cum deep into my ass.

Minutes later, your now spent member finally slides free of my body. Relaxed and sated, you slap my ass one more time before you head off for a shower. Slowly I raise my body from the chair; my legs are so weak I can barely stand. Quickly, I get my body under control. You may wish my presence to help with your bathing and I do not wish to disappoint you by not being present if needed."

"Excellent Staci," I praise her upon the completion of her story. Her story had been just what I needed to get me stimulated. I was now wide awake again. Her story was planting some serious ideas about how to go about her training in the future.

"Tell me another one."

Embolden by my praise, Staci doesn't even hesitate to launch into another fantasy of hers.

"That weekend after you have had a chance to rest, you command me to dress in a button down shirt and simple wrap around skirt. As we are getting ready to go, you attach a leash to my collar and lead me into the bedroom. Using a small amount of lube, you insert my second largest anal plug into my ass. With is securely in place, you lead me out to your vehicle. You have decided to take your truck since it has a bench seat. The extra room will provide me with plenty of room to service you while we are driving to where you have decided to go.

Unknown to me, you have decided to go to a biker bar about 50 miles away where there will be plenty of men who know how to use a woman. They will also have women with them who will be more than willing to play too. You tell me nothing of your plans. 

As we drive, you pull open my dress to play with my tits. You amuse yourself at first by rolling and twisting my nipples and the rings in them. Driving the back roads to avoid traffic, you push my head into your lap. You hum with pleasure as your cock is buried deep in my throat for most of the reminder of the drive.

Arriving at the bar, you take a few minutes to furiously fuck my face. The angle is slightly awkward for you, but you still manage to cum easily. Diligently, I drain every drop possible from you. I would not want any to leak into your pants. After I finish, you reach around me to check on the secureness of the anal plug you inserted before we had left home. Its sheer size had kept it in place even while I was servicing you. Tugging on my leash, you lead me into the building to the special backroom you know of.

Once inside the room, you have me lay down on one of the special benches. Each bench has special cuffs attached to it which will let its occupant slide back and forth on the bench, but not sit up. Just as you finish securing me and removing my clothes, the door opens to let in several men and their sluts.

"Any special rules," one of the men ask.

"Fuck her anywhere you like, but only cum in her mouth," you reply.

"What about more than one at a time?"

"She has three holes; there is no reason why they can't all be filled at the same time. She can always be unstrapped from the bench if needed."

The first man walks up to my head and pulls me forward enough by my hair until my head is hanging over the edge. Letting his pants drop; he rams his cock down my throat. I gag as he grinds his pelvis into my face. By now another man has noticed the plug in my ass. With a big smile, he jerks it out to fill my already stretched ass with his cock. 

Working in tandem, they control their strokes so both are buried to the hilt on each stroke at the same time. My body is compressed by the force of their strokes on each stroke, pushing my chest upward. Their two women come forward to tease my nipples while their men use me. With their talented fingers working my sensitive breasts and nipples, I would probably moan if I could, but it is impossible with my mouth full.

The first man doesn't last long and soon fills my throat with his seed. He holds the head so I can lick it clean for him. The second man is waiting by the time I am finished with the first. Calmly, he feeds me only the head.

"Suck that head, bitch. I want you to be able to taste every drop." 

As he finishes commanding me, his cum pours forth, filling my mouth. Allowing me to swallow, he thrust in and out of my mouth a couple of time to finish milking the remaining drops of cum from his member. Meanwhile, the two girls had been working my tits over with a vengeance, have decided to include my cunt too. While one finger fucks me, the other works on my clit. The combined assault drives me over the edge. My body bucks against the restraints holding me down.

"My bitch needs a little bit of discipline," comments one of the men whose woman had been playing with my woman's clit. "I think a little bit of cunt licking would be good for her. Besides, I like watching her lick another woman's cunt."

"That's what she is here for. Do you want to fuck your bitch or mine?" you ask.

"I can fuck any time, so I'll take yours while someone else does mine."

"Any takers?"

"I will," replies a huge man who had slipped in quietly.

The other man nods his okay as he is removing his pants. His cock is as large as mine, so I know you will get a good work out from him. However, the other man is just plain huge. The man's face split open into a huge grin.

"That will teach her to sass me. She won't be able to walk right for a week after having that monster in her."

Fearfully, the other woman moves so she is on top of me. The bench is low enough for her to stand over me with her cunt just inches from my face. Her man spreads my legs wide to provide access for him and her head.

"Lick it good bitch," he growls at her as he slaps her cheek. Delicately, she strokes my clit and his cock at the same time with her tongue. Becoming more ruthless as she goes, she starts to nibble too. As I start to squirm, she suddenly bites down hard on my clit. 

Opening my mouth to scream in pain and shock, the other man shoves the head of his cock into my mouth while it is wide open.

"Get my cock good and wet slut. It's going to take a lot of lubrication to get this monster into this skinny little thing."

My tongue slathers his cock with spit, coating every inch I can reach. Pulling back from me, I watch in amazement as he slowly forces him cock into her, inch by inch. As he does, her legs continue to spread, lowering her cunt onto my mouth. There is just enough room for both of you in her crotch. Pulling back out, he guides his now juice covered cock head into my waiting open mouth. The juices from deep in her cunt taste different from the ones I have been licking off of her cunt lips.

For the next few minutes, this scene is repeated time and again as he stretches the other woman to new dimensions. Meanwhile, my own motions have become agitated as they work me from the other end. The man fucking the other bitch sensing my impending orgasm begins to stroke furiously into the other bitch. In return, her motions quickly become as agitated as mine. The two of us reach our peaks almost simultaneously.

While in the throes of my orgasm, I barely notice the man fucking me pull out. His bitch does though, as he jerks her head up and forces his cock into her mouth. Cum dribbles from the corners of her mouth as she attempts to swallow fast enough to keep up with him.

The other man follows suit and pushes the head of his cock into my mouth. I am forced to swallow at a rapid pace to keep up with his production. After what seems like several minutes, he is finally done. Diligently, I lick the length of his long shaft to clean it. You are smiling to all present, proud to be the owner of such a good cock sucking bitch."

As you finish your second tale, we are pulling into the driveway of my house. I have no doubts that I am looking forward to very enjoyable evening.



The Call Ch. 04



The next morning when Virginia woke up, she went into the bathroom, peed and then took a long hot shower attempting to wash of the "slut" she felt she had become. Being fucked by Jack was bad enough but to be fucked by Jack and Cordoba. Two men at once. It made her feel like a whore. Because she liked it, she now felt even more used. "God Randy" she muttered to herself, "Just pay them, please." Tears began to fall down her face mixing with the water from the shower.

Leaving the shower she toweled off put on a pair of panties and a bath robe. She was now allowed to go pretty much anywhere in the mansion. She walked into the kitchen. No one was around, but she already learned that all the exits to the house were locked and all the windows barred. She was a prisoner inside a large, comfortable jail. She fixed her a breakfast of fruit and cold cereal and sat down at the table . While she was eating Maria walked in, wearing nothing more than shear nightie. She wasn't wearing any panties. She sat down across from Virginia.

"No call from that husband of yours yet. I guess that means more interest is due."

Virginia could feel the color leave her face.

"That interest only grows larger baby. And now that Cordoba has taken charge, expect the paybacks to be bigger." Maria's eyes fixed upon Virginia's tits as if she could see straight through the robe. "I heard about yesterday. They both fucked you. That had to feel good; so hot." She wiggled a bit in her chair. "I made Jack tell me all about it while he fucked me last night".

"He told you?"

"Oh yea! While he was fucking me with his giant prick he explained how you sucked him off, swallowing his cum. Shit, I spewed pussy juice all over his fucking rod when he told me that. Then I pulled it out of him, and gave him the same dose of medicine. I tried to suck those giant balls of his through his shaft right into my mouth. Baby, I drained him dry." Maria was smiling now, her mind raptured up with the memories of the night before. I made him cum three times baby. The first time was in my mouth. The second time was all over my tits. And of course the third time was in my pussy."

Maria got up from the table and walked over and stood next to Virginia. "In fact, I still have his cum inside me. It's running down my thighs even as I speak. Give me your hand"

Virginia attempted to pull her hand away but before she could Maria grabbed it and shoved it between her legs so that it rubbed up against her cunt lips. They were wet. The moisture was thick like male sperm. She didn't like the way this made her feel. She should have been disgusted and yet there was something erotic about it.

"Can you feel that baby? That's Jack's seed. The same seed he fucked into you. The same seed you swallowed. There's even more of it inside my cunt. Push your finger up inside me so you can feel it." Maria's eyes were half opened, half closed. She squatted down just a bit so that Virginia's fingers could easily penetrate her vagina.

What was she doing? She had never done anything like this before to another woman. It was so wrong, and yet Virginia found two of her fingers now deep inside Maria's pussy. She heard a moan coming from the woman standing next to her. The legs were buckling to the action that was taking place.

"Mmmmm, that's it baby. It's payback time for me now you little bitch." Maria was lifting and lowering her legs in rhythm to Virginia's fingers, so that they would rub up against her clit. Her pussy was responding to the finger fucking that was now taking place. It was getting wetter and wetter, diluting the left over sperm from her fucking Jack just a few hours earlier.

Virginia was getting more excited with what was happening. Her fingers were moving faster and faster. It wasn't like she had never finger fucked a cunt before. She had masturbated many times. She could tell when a pussy was getting near to orgasm. Maria wasn't far away. Her vagina was doing all it could to suck her fingers in. Virginia could see her nipples had become hard and erect. They were pressing up against the shear fabric of the flimsy nightgown. Any moment now and pussy cum would be released. Virginia could feel her cunt becoming agitated and on fire with passion.

"NO! NO WAY!" Maria cried out as she pushed Virginia back into her chair, the saturated fingers falling out of her cunt. She turned around and with one hand swept everything off the kitchen table. Dishes, food, silverware flew everywhere clearing off the top. "You can forget this finger fucking shit". She pulled her nightgown over her head leaving her totally naked. Her tits were big and firm, pointing slightly up into the air. Her nipples were large and hard. The areolas surrounding them were dark brown and dimpled with lust. "You're going to make me cum the right way baby!"

Maria with her back to the table and facing Virginia jumped up and sat on the barren top so that her legs were hanging over and her pussy was just off the edge. She had a beautiful bush. Dark curly pubic hair neatly trimmed but plenty left for the eye to see. She took one of her hands and starting squeezing one of her nipples, while at the same time opening up her legs wide so that Virginia could see her dripping wet pussy. Wet from her own juices and from Jack's sperm.

She was breathing very hard now, and sweat was running down between her breasts. "Get on your knees baby." Virginia's eyes had been glued to the saturated cunt in front of her. It was as if she never heard the words. "I said get on your knees you fucking cunt!"

"Please.....no....please. I've never in my life.....ever."

"Shut the fuck up and get on your knees. I need to fucking cum and you're going to make sure I do."

Virginia fell from the chair and dropped to her knees. "Wh...What do you expect me to do?" Her voice was timid and showed signed of fear.

"I don't expect you to do anything." Maria retorted back. "What you are going to do is stick your pretty little face between my legs, and you're going to take that virgin tongue of yours and fuck my cunt with it. Baby, you're going to have your first experience eating pussy."

"I can't" Virginia cried, "Please, please don't make me...." But before she could finish the statement Maria took both of her hands, grabbed the back of Virginia's head and shoved her face right up against her pussy.

"Shut the FUCK UP!!!" Maria ordered. "Use your mouth for something other than begging and pleading. Fuckin' EAT MY CUNT!!!"

The smell was pungent. The vaginal lips were slippery. The sperm was definitely Jacks. Virginia remembered the taste. Her tongue was out of her mouth and was slowly licking.

"You've got to be kidding me!" "Fuck me with that tongue. You're not licking an ice cream cone. You're tongue fucking a pussy!!!" "Tongue fuck me you CUNT!" "Work it in and out deeply being sure to suck on my clit so I'll have a HUGE orgasm"

Virginia began to force her tongue into Maria's pussy. She located her clitoris. It was hard and erect. "Oh shit baby....lick it...lick my bud...Ooooooohhhhh....Aaaaahhhhh...FUCK!" "Grab my ass....GRAB MY ASS YOU CUNT LICKER!!!" "Ram my slit over your tongue!"

Reaching up under Maria's thrusting hips; Virginia grabbed the drenched ass cheeks and pushed the pussy hard against her probing tongue. This only made the friction on the clit that much more intense. An orgasm was only moments away. Virginia had a strong desire to masturbate her own pussy. All of this, even though repulsive, was extremely exciting, but, she felt so ashamed for wanting to have an orgasm of her own.

The dishes falling to the floor woke Jack up. He was still naked in bed recovering from the fantastic fuck he had given to Maria earlier. "What the fuck was that?" He wondered. Rising out of bed he looked down at his crusted cock. It was rock hard; a morning pee hard. He walked out of the bedroom down to the kitchen where he heard the noise. As he came to the entranceway he heard Maria moaning. "Mmmmm, that's it you fucking beautiful bitch....I'm almost ready to squirt all over your face"

"SHIT!" he cried. Maria was slightly startled and turned her head. Virginia looked up from between a pair of thighs to show a set of lips that were glistening in cunt juice. "You've got her eating your pussy? Damn, that is so HOT!!!"

"Who told you to FUCKIN' STOP!" Maria took her hand and forced Virginia's face back down unto her cunt. "Come on over here baby, and I'll give you more of what I gave you last night."

"Love to baby, but I gotta pee...fuckin' bad. I'll be back though. Wait for me"

"NO Wait!" Maria said, "Don't go to the bathroom.

"Baby, I gotta piss!"

"I know, but watching you pee would be so hot....especially if you peed on her ass." Maria closed her eyes and moaned. "Mmmmm, so fucking hot. I would cum so strong. Do it for me baby....please."

Upon hearing that Virginia attempted to say something in protest, but Maria's legs tightened around her head preventing her from moving. "Nothing like a little humiliation is there my little tongue whore."

Maria's suggestion was so burning hot to Jack. "Shit...let's do it!" he said excitedly. His cock was twitching with anticipation. He walked over and pushed the chair back that Virginia had been sitting on to give him room. He grabbed her robe and hiked it up above her waist. "You won't be needing these" He reached for and tore off her panties in one clean motion.

"Fuckin' A Maria. Her pussy is partially dilated and she's got cream seeping out. She's aroused. You've made her horny baby"

Maria opened up her legs so she could pull Maria's face up. "Is that true kiddo? Does eating my cunt make you hot.....DOES IT!"

As ashamed as she was, all Virginia could do was nod her head in agreement. "I see. So does this mean you like eating me?" Again, with hesitation, Virginia nodded yes. "Well shit then, go on, keep eating away!" Maria slammed her lips back down upon her hungry pussy.

Jack positioned himself so that his cock was directly over Virginia's ass crack. Grabbing hold of his shaft, he concentrated on forcing his piss through the hard rod. "Fuck I've got to pee!" He strained. "Ohhh yea, here it comes"

The yellow fluid of his urine streamed out in an arc from his prick right on to Virginia's ass. She could feel the warm liquid running down her crack and onto her pussy then onto the floor. She felt so violated...so filthy, and yet so on fire with desire. He had moved his cock to a point that he was peeing on her clit. This only stimulated her more.

"Oh Shit Jack, that is so fucking hot. I'm going to explode all over her face in just a moment." Maria's eyes were glued to his pissing cock. "Baby, you know what would do it for me? What would really make me squirt."

"What's that Maria?"

The very thought of what she was about to say pushed her on the edge of orgasm. If he would to her bidding, she'd cream. "Drain your bladder...in her pussy."

Jack stopped the flow of his pee. "You want me to piss in her cunt?" He grabbed Virginia's hips and bent his knees. "That's fucking too hot to pass up; and when I'm done pissin' in her, I'll fucking dump a load of semen inside her as well." He took her hips and pushed forward quickly ramming the entire length of his cock up into here hole.

Virginia moaned a muffled moan and attempted to pull away from the invading cock, but it was no use. Jack's prick was clear up against her womb. And then she heard him.

"Ahhhhh yessss." Jack relaxed the muscles of his cock allowing his bladder to finish draining itself into Virginia's cunt. She could feel the hot liquid splashing up against her womb. How she hated the erotic feeling she felt between her legs. She found herself moving her hips back and forth. "Fuck Maria, she humping my rod. She's getting off on this"

Maria heard him, but was lost in an intense orgasm. As soon as he split Virginia's pussy with his urinating rod, her pussy shot off like a canon; her juices gushing into Virginia's tongue fucking mouth and all over her face. "Ohhh FUCK!!! FUCK!!! FUCK!!!. " "Ohhhhhh; Ohhhh." "Jack I'm fucking cuming!!!!!" With her hands on Virginia's head, she was moving it up and down quickly forcing her tongue to create friction on her clit. Maria lifted her legs up high and spread them wide so that her cunt was openly accessible. "EAT IT! FUCKING EAT ME! SUCK ME! AHHHHHHH SHIIIITTTTTT!"

Maria's cunt was wide open in orgasm, releasing its juices into Virginia's sucking mouth. At her other end Jack's cock was squeezing out the last dregs of his piss. Between the two of them and what they were doing to her, the unthinkable happened. Virginia's pussy began to contract and expand. She tried so hard to stop herself, but it was too late. She was caught up in the thralls of an intense orgasm her pussy making it apparent to all in the room by the loud cuming noises that it was making. But to make matters even worse she began to do something that within her made her feel truly filthy. She began to return the favor to Jack. She starting pissing, squirting all over his balls.

"I don't fuckin' believe it Maria. The bitch is fucking cuming all over my cock and...she's peeing on my balls."

"AHHHHH!!!! OHHHH FUCKIN SHIT!!!" It was more than Maria could take. She had NEVER orgasmed like this before. She pushed Virginia's mouth away from cunt. She needed relief. Her head was rolling side to side while her pussy, now free, thrust itself up into the air by powerful hip muscles, spraying its cream everywhere. She swept her leg over Virginia's head so that she could get off the table. She thought that with the loss of stimulation her pussy would settle down. She took a few steps, but found herself leaning up against the kitchen wall, her cunt still clamping down, still squirting cum. "Ohhhhhh.....Fuck.....me!!!" She collapsed sliding down the wall into a sitting position, giving in to the last climatic spasms of her vagina. She had passed out with streams of cunt juice pumping out from her cunt lips.

With her face now free, and her hands available, Virginia was lost in her own orgasm. She grabbed the ends of the table and began forcibly slamming her cunt onto Jack's thick cock pounding up against is huge balls. "Ugh Ugh Ugh"

"You fucking little bitch. You've pissed all over my balls."

"Fucking forget the outside of your balls...IT'S WHAT'S INSIDE THEM THAT I WANT!!!" This once prudish housewife, with chastity only toward her husband was insane with lust. Her pussy was cuming in buckets and was hungry for sperm. Her bladder now empty stopped the flow of urine. Virginia was working Jack's prick now, moving her ass around while he was deep inside her causing major friction on his sensitive tip. 

"You MOTHER FUCKER.....YOU FUCKIN' MOTHER FUCKER." "You know how to fuck this cunt. You've done it before. SHIT, you can feel me milking your prick, so FUCKING OBLIGE ME AND EJACULATE!!!!" "UGHHHHHH"

Virginia's whole body was quaking. Her ass was vibrating with every thrust, her legs were flexing with every push, and her beautiful tits with their hard nipples were swaying madly with the force of her fucking. The kitchen table, as heavy as it was, was moving every so lightly each time Jack drove into her. She knew what would set him off. She remembered from last time. She reached under her stomach with one hand and grasped his balls firmly, moving them, begging them to let go.

Jack was pile driving Virginia's cunt. He was close to spewing semen....very close. His cock was swelling inside of her, growing larger, preparing itself for the inevitable. His balls were enlarging themselves with his seed. It thrilled him to think that this little homemaker was turning into a lustful whore. She wasn't even aware of it. She thought of herself as being abused, yet each time she was fucked she begged for it just like she was begging now. Suddenly he felt her hand grab his balls. They began lurching in her grasp. There was no turning back. He had gone over the edge. He started his ejaculation.

"You fucking want my semen?"

"FUCK IT IN ME JACK!!! FUCK ME FULL OF YOUR BABY MAKING SPERM"

Now that was erotic. He shoved her ass up tightly against his firing cock. He was right up against her womb; shooting sperm filling her cunt, womb, and fallopian tubes. His ass jerked with ejaculation. Long forceful streams shot from his balls out his swollen tip.

"Oh FUCK BABY!!! DON"T FUCKIN' MOVE"...."OHHHHHH, UGH UGH UGH!!!" "Just let me fill you up with this white creamy sperm of mine."

Virginia opened her legs as wide as she could giving Jack a few extra inches to push into her. With every grunt she knew he was releasing seed inside her vagina. Her climaxing cunt was opening and then clamping down attempting to milk every drop of semen from him while coating his cock with her cum making it easy for him to ejaculate. 

At last Jack's penis began to relax, his balls now drained. He pushed away from Virginia, his dripping cock now slowly deflating.

"OH FUCK NO! YOU CAN'T BE DONE." Virginia collapsed to her knees, legs still spread wide. Flowing from her now unplugged cunt was a mixture of piss and sperm. Jack watched her from behind as her body jerked a few more times in the last throngs of her orgasm. She turned herself around and sat on the floor. Her eyes looked directly at Jack's shriveling cock and watched the last of his sperm dribble out from its head onto the floor. She then looked over at Maria who was just now coming around from her orgasm. Her legs were wide apart. There was a pool of pussy cum on the floor, and more yet draining from her slit. As she came back to reality and focus, her mind let her know what she had done. She could feel the tears begin to well up in her eyes. She put her hands to her face. There she was, covered in urine, pussy cream and semen; her robe wide open exposing her erect nipples.

Jack looked at her and said, "Oh come on Virginia. It's time you accept the fact. You've become one fantastic whore. The best slut that I have ever fucked." He stood up from the floor and walked over to Maria. Helping her up he turned back to Virginia. Clean this mess up and then go and clean yourself up. I would imagine Cordoba will want to see you soon. He won't want to see you like this." Jack and Maria walked out of the kitchen leaving Virginia in the evidence of what she had become that morning....a fucking whore.



The Call Ch. 05



Note: While each part of the story can stand on it own, you will have a clearer understanding of the characters if you have read the previous four parts. 

*

An evening of pleasure awaited me as Staci stood in front of me wearing one of her new outfits. My vehicle had been unloaded and everything put in its proper place. We had both had time to bathe and Staci had attended to her daily shaving. All that was left to do was enjoy bounty she had to offer.

The outfit she had chosen to wear was made of an extremely thin white cotton material. The sheer simplicity of the outfit accented her figure as it offered the bounty of her body to me. The crisscrossing of the bodice lifted and supported her large breasts. I could easily see the rings in her nipples through the material.

The middle section of the gown contained a several lengths of material which wrapped around her ribcage before tying off. This belted area supported the skirt section made of numerous strips of material which went to below her knees. It's design would make it possible to release the material covering her breasts without the whole outfit falling off. Of course, all it would take was a couple of tugs on the ties to strip her completely naked. The outfit reminded me of a toga worn by the Greeks or Romans.

"I like it. It becomes your natural beauty with out hiding it, but you need at least one more piece to finish your ensemble."

As I approached her, I pulled the collar out from behind my back. Tears were forming in her eyes by the time I reached her. A small sob escaped from her as the collar clicked shut. Gracefully, she went to her knees in front of me and kissed my feet in gratitude.

"May a slave speak?" she asked in a very timid voice.

"You may."

"A slave begs her master's use. Please master, use me as the animal I am. Show me no mercy or tenderness as you use my body for your pleasure."

"Oh, I shall my little slut. You will have not doubt as to who owns your body by the time I am through with you tonight."

Since I was only wearing a robe, it was only a matter of untying the belt and shrugging to free my body of all its clothing. My cock was more than ready for attention as it proudly jutted from my body. While I will never have to worry about being a porn star, there was more than enough to get the job down.

With the removal of my robe, she had raised her head back up to kneel straightly in front of me. My hands entwined themselves in her hair as I pulled her mouth towards my waiting member. If she had any thoughts of licking or sucking my member, I quickly erased them. Moments later found me trying to find a way to fit my balls into her mouth too as the main part of my member was deep in her throat. Much to my amazement, she was attempting to suckle me using the muscles of her throat as she would have done with her mouth.

Pulling free from her mouth, I slapped her across the face with my cock several times before holding it for her to kiss and lick the head. As she continued her administrations, I firmly kneaded her breasts through the material of her outfit. While doing so, a wondrous thought came to me as to how I should use her for the evening.

Pulling strips of material free which freed her breasts to hang naturally, I tested the strength of the material. It would be more than adequate to hold her.

"Lay on your side slut," I commanded. 

"Now pull your knees up into your chest and fold your arms up above them. Pretend you are a rabbit who is hiding in the grass."

Using the strips of material from her outfit, I began to wrap and tie her in this position. Minutes later, I picked her now completely immobile form up from the floor. Her weight meant nothing to me as surveyed my handiwork. I especially liked the way I had bound her breasts within the total tie package.

Each breast was wrapped individually and jutted proudly from her torso. All of their natural softness had been turned into almost rock hard firmness. Both of her nipples were fully engorged, making the rings in them stand almost straight out. Flicking my finger against them brought tears to her eyes from their super sensitive state.

Laying her on the couch momentarily, a gathered up her long hair and pulled it around to the front of her body. There I formed it into a ball before I shoved into her mouth. I would use her hair to gag her for the evening.

Lifting her from the couch again, I carried her down the basement steps to my play area. I had just the apparatus to hold her for the evening's activities. It was a swing like device which hung from the ceiling with straps to securely secure her in place. In addition, it used four ropes on pulleys so that the occupant could be easily positioned in whatever angle I desired.

Mission accomplished, I gazed contentedly at Staci's upturned ass and cunt. It was as easy to see the juices glistening on her cunt lips as it was to smell how much she was excited. I watched with amazement as her juices collected on her clit ring before dripping to the floor below.

Slowly and gently I traced around the outside perimeter of her cunt lips with a single finger. Her body shuddered in the swing as I teased her sensitive skin. Reversing direction, I then scratched over the same areas watching the way her body reacted to the slightly painful caress I know offered. I teased her mercilessly as I alternated back and forth between stroking and scratching the entire area around her cunt. She was bucking in the restraints as my nail grazed it way down the length of clit.

Taking two steps forward, I placed the head of my cock at the entrance of her well lubricated opening. She was so wet; I glided into her snug opening effortlessly. Slowly, I fucked her by moving the swing back and forth. I feel the flesh beneath me yielding to my thrusts as she gave her whole being to me. I am sure if she hadn't been bound up as she was, her body would not have had the strength to support her slight weight in the swing.

It is amazing how fast a body can change though, when the right stimulus is applied. In this case, it was my cock being forced into her unsuspecting, unprepared, and possibly virgin ass. Inch by inch I forced it in using only her own juices. Her body was shaking and convulsing as the painful intrusion drove her already excited body into orgasm. The pain loving slut in her could not have been portrayed any clearer.

Running out of shaft to give her, I withdrew thinking I would have to fight my way back in. Such was not the case at all; already her body was stretching to accommodate what I had to offer. While her ass was still twice as tight as her cunt, it readily accepted my second thrust. The race was on to see how many times I could bring her to orgasm before my own body's needs overwhelmed me.

My swing is such a great aid for times like this. It allows me to concentrate all my energy on my slut as it does all of the supporting of her weight. All I have to do is stand there and pull and push her on and off of my cock. I was in an euphoric state of mind as I watch my cock pull free of her body and then plunge right back in. She was completely helpless to resist as I used her to sate my desire to use her in this most primitive manner. I was fulfilling her deepest desires to be possessed.

Alas, a man's body can only take so much, so with one final deep stroke I filled her awesome feeling ass with my cum. For a moment or two I doubted if I would be able to support my own weight from the intensity of my orgasm. Luckily, I had the ropes of the swing to hold on to. I am positive it would have been very anticlimactic for both of us if I had pulled free of her body at that moment.

Several minutes later, my body almost back to normal, I watch my cum leak from her ass after I was finally able to pull free of her vise like grip. Wanting to capture the moment forever, I grabbed my camera and took pictures of her gaping ass and then the rest of her trussed body in the swing. Still being in the picture taking mood, I positioned her in various poses as I slowly unwrapped her. This went on until I had completely filled the memory card in my camera.

Completely naked at my feet by now, Staci struggled to kneel once again in front of me. Finally accomplishing her desire, she put her lips to my feet and softly kissed them. With tears in her eyes, she shyly looked up at me and softly whispered two words to me.

"Thank you."



The Call Ch. 05



Virginia returned back to her room, crying. What was happening to her? How much more could she take. A week and now two seemed like a year to her. What had her husband done? He had money. "Please....Please pay them" she thought to herself. Once again she showered, scrubbing her face and pussy, trying to clean off the smell of sex. When she came back into her room, lying on her bed was the apparel she was supposed to wear with a note attached. It simply said, "Get dressed and come to my office. Cordoba". She proceeded to get clothed, placing a robe over her. She couldn't believe that her life had come to this. How much more could she take. 

She left her room and came to Cordoba's office. She knocked on the door.

"Come in."

She walked in and heard the door close behind her. Cordoba was standing by his desk.

"Today my dear is very special. As you know, with each passing day, interest on debt due from your husband increases. Even though you've paid up each day, I'm afraid you're falling further behind. Even your little fuck fest this morning wasn't enough. So, I'll be right up front with you. You're going to get fucked.....right now."

"Oh NO! Please, I'm begging you." Virginia pleaded.

"It's no good my dear. In just a matter of moments you are going to be fucked. Not just once...but five awesome times."

"You're going to abuse me five times?"

"Oh no Virginia. You're going to be fucked by five cocks."

Groaning, Virginia objected. "Do you mean there're going to be five men ... who-who...?"

"That's right! After the way you made it with Larry and me, you'll have no trouble at all with five! Why, Shit! I think that hot little pussy of yours should be able to handle ten men!"

Virginia shuddered at the thought that he had somehow intended that as some kind of compliment. It was too bizarre even to consider. "You're crazy if you think I'm going t-to agree ... to th-that!"

"You don't have a choice!" Cordoba told her. "Take off that robe so Larry and Bruce can get a good look at you!" His eyes bored into her, and the commanding figure and voice of him caused her to obey.

She shrugged off the terry robe. Underneath, she was wearing a skimpy bikini which left almost nothing to the imagination. Amid lewd compliments from the four men in the room, she looked around dazedly to see them crowding around her and reaching out to fondle her almost naked body. In a moment, one of the men (she thought it was the guy Larry) had untied her bra top. Cordoba plucked it from her to expose the lush vision of her full mounded breasts. "See what I mean?" Cordoba croaked gloatingly. "Isn't that the prettiest pair of tits you've ever seen?"

"Damned right!" Bruce reached out to cup and caress one of her heaving breasts.

Then Jack was untying her bikini bottom and pulling it down over the swell of her hips and ass. She was naked in the midst of four virile, salaciously turned-on men, and as she glanced around at them, seeing the desire in their burning eyes, she couldn't help noticing the massive bulges in their pants. OOOooohhh, NO! They're serious! They're really going to d-do it to m-me! All four of them!

"Y-you can't!" Virginia choked. "You can't d-do this t-to me!"

"The hell we can't!" Cordoba told her, taking charge again. "Come along ... to my private office!" He took her by the upper arm and propelled her toward the office door.

The other three crowded in after them. Jack closed the door. Dazedly, Virginia looked around the room and saw that the bed had been disassembled, the mattress placed on the floor. But as her eyes focused on an upholstered chair in the corner, she saw that it was occupied by another man. He sat there, in his shorts, pulling on a drink, his handsome but blank face looking up at her, his dark eyes lighting up with interest as they swept over her appreciatively.

"Very nice, Cordoba!" the seated man complimented. "She'll do ... if she's clean!"

"She is!" Cordoba rumbled.

The implication was clear to her instantly. He thinks I-I'm a prostitute! "How dare you!" Virginia flared out at them.

Cordoba ignored her outburst and said, "She's one of ours, Stan. She works under Jack."

"I see ..." The man Cordoba had called Stan stood and went on, "That's good enough for me!"

Setting his drink aside, he came to Virginia, his eyes now filled with raw lust, and took her into his arms, pressing her close, until the warmth of his throbbing erection was tight against her abdomen, only the cloth of his shorts separating them. He ran his hands down her back and his fingers dug into her ass. "Yes! She's definitely all right!" he murmured. Virginia stood stiffly, refusing to respond to him, even though she had noticed that the other men, including Cordoba, seemed to be respectful to him. He revolted her. But he must be important! Bigger than even Cordoba himself.

Stan was walking her backward now. Her bare feet slid reluctantly across the rug until the backs of her ankles touched the mattress on the floor. Then he pushed her naked body down onto the top of the mattress and stepped back to divest himself of his shorts, stripping them down over his thighs to reveal his long, thin, slightly curving penis lancing out almost horizontally from the graying black curls of his pubic hair. He must dye his hair! Then she thought about that overly handsome face and wondered: Maybe he's had plastic surgery! That means he's really older than he looks! Finally, the face registered an obvious memory in her mind. She knew this man. He was the head of her husband's company. He was the President, Stanley R. Albright. What was going on here? 

It was almost as though Albright's action was a signal. As Virginia knelt there on the mattress and Stan began lowering himself down beside her, the other four men started undressing. An awesome sight it was for her, too, as one by one they shed their clothing rapidly, and big hard cocks were revealed in a pulsating ring around her. She already knew that there was no escape for her ... but if it had to happen, she'd have to have something to bolster her.

"I'd like to have a drink," she said.

"Okay, baby!" It was Jack who responded. "I'll get it for you!" Then, to the other men, he observed, "She's a hell of a lot better lay when she's got some liquor in her!"

Cordoba growled, "Hell, she's just stalling!" He reached for her and stretched her out beside him on the mattress, capturing her lips to kiss her hard, his tongue lashing deep into her half-open mouth.

Below, she felt hands prying her clamped legs apart, then begin caressing the inner softness of her naked sensitive thighs, with fingers running all the way upward between her widely spread legs to play in the golden curls for a moment, before an outstretched finger slipped down into the warm cunt slit to titillate the already hardening bud of her clitoris. She was pretty sure that it was Stanley Albright who was stimulating her there. Then another pair of hands was cupping and fondling one of her ripe breasts on the opposite side from Cordoba. The fingers dug into the tender softness of it, and she winced. The fingers relaxed; a man's moist heated mouth was there now, sucking hard on the sensitive nipple, which sent quivering chills of ecstasy shimmering through her body. Shit! It was happening again! All those delicious sensations! 

"I've got her drink here!" Jack was growling. "So how about letting her up long enough to drink it?"

"Drink it yourself, Jack! We're busy now!" Stan told him.

Virginia struggled to free her lips from Cordoba's possessive mouth. Succeeding after a moment, she gasped: "I want it, Jack! Please bring it to me!" She tried to sit up.

Cordoba tried to stop her, but finally gave up. "Okay! Slug it down then so we can get on to some real fucking!"

The beautiful young wife sat up then, surrounded by the five naked men, and accepting the glass of whiskey from Jack, drank greedily. Amid coarse remarks and impatient, fondling hands, Virginia drank her whiskey quickly, not liking it but thankful for its warming numbness. As she handed the glass back to Jack, who merely set it on the floor near the mattress, Stan Albright grunted, "Now you can start off by sucking my cock for a while!"

"But, I-I..."

"You do suck cock don't you?"

"She sure as hell does!" Jack answered.

"And she will!" Cordoba said grimly.

Albright lay back on the mattress with a lustful grin. "Well...?" he questioned.

"Okay, baby, you heard him!" Cordoba growled. "So crawl over there between his legs and get started!"

Virginia shot him a malevolent glance, but she obeyed him. Naked crouching down between Stan's widespread thighs, she reached out for the long, thin shaft of his cock, grasped it and hesitantly lowered her head down to it.

Moving his body in behind her kneeling form, Cordoba rapped out, "Quit stalling or I'll give you one across the backside, like I did last time!"

Frightened, Virginia worked the loose foreskin back and forth a couple of times before taking Stan's throbbing cockhead into her wet lips. Remembering what Jack had told her last time, she used her tongue swirling it all around the smooth rubbery head and heard the older man groan in delight. Soon she was bobbing her head up and down over the glistening shaft. The kneeling young wife could feel the dizzying effect of the alcohol and wished that she could have drunk enough of it to wipe out all consciousness, so that she wouldn't know what was going on, as these five sex-crazed men used her body so vilely. "Shit!" Larry was complaining. "I wish she was sucking on my cock!"

"Don't worry, Larry. You'll get your turn!" Cordoba promised.

On both sides now - Bruce on one side, Larry on the other - she felt their hands caressing and exploring her naked young body, cupping and fondling her swaying tits. Behind her, she was aware that Cordoba's big body was leaning over her kissing her back, beginning up near her shoulders and moving downward, trailing his licking tongue down her spine. In spite of her resolution not to enjoy this, the moist heated kisses made her shiver with unwanted delight as his tongue progressed on down, down, and down with slowness. As Stan began to flex his hips to drive his penis up farther into her tight mouth, Virginia began absorbing more and more of his long thin shaft into the soft warm cavern of her mouth and partway down her throat. She was relaxed this time and to her surprise, as she took more and more of his length into her sucking mouth, there was no discomfort. Closing her eyes, she began hollowing her cheeks to exert more sucking pressure, while at the same time her head twisted slightly on the axis of his cock-shaft, her tongue swishing around and around the head on each outstroke. After a few moments, her other hand involuntarily went under to fondle his sperm-bloated testicles with gentle care.

"Oh Yeaaaaa baby. Fondle my balls. Milk those huge testicles....SHIT!" Stanley cried.

Behind her, Cordoba was now bestowing moist warm kisses on her firm ass, while at the same time his hands on either side dug into the satin-smooth flesh, his fingers massaging deep into them. Then he was prying her ass cheeks apart at the crevice, and his tongue pressured downward until it was licking at the tiny puckered opening of her anus.

Cringing away from his tantalizing tongue at first, Virginia was shocked by his obscene stimulation of her back there, but as erotic sensations continued to crackle through her, inflaming her belly, she wriggled back against his face, accepting his wet caress against her sensitive rectal orifice. She couldn't understand how it was that she seemed to have no control over her eager body anymore; why it was that she caved in to these men like this and was soon so far gone in sexual arousal that she was helpless to prevent them from doing what they wanted with her. "Shit I'm putty in their hands now! Anytime! Anywhere! Like a shameless whore!" the thought.

Bruce on one side of her was sliding his hand down over her belly, and Cordoba, behind her, let his mouth drift downward, until his long licking tongue was wetly lashing deep into the now seething portal of her eagerly opening cunt. Bruce slipped his outstretched middle finger into the moist warmth of her quivering young pussy-slit and began to tease her clitoral bud with a gently erotic stroking, which was feather-light and almost unbearably sensual. Soon her hips were heaving against both Cordoba's wet tongue and Bruce's erotically maddening fingering. God! It felt good! Her mind could only thing, "Oh, I'm getting so worked up, so hot ... and ready ... but I-I can't help it!"

Albright writhed in erotic delight beneath her sucking mouth, and his ever expanding cock lurched involuntarily as the glistening shaft moved smoothly in and out between her nibbling, tight lips.

"That's it!" he gasped panting heavily. "Now crawl up here on top of me ... and finish it for me!"

Submissively, Bruce and Larry on either side of the naked young woman slid away, waiting their turn, aware of a power pecking order that was in force even in this situation. Virginia hesitated. It was one thing for her to remain passive, to let them do with her as they pleased because she hadn't the power to resist them, another thing entirely for her to be an active participant.

Behind her, Cordoba withdrew his tongue from her cunt's mouth and growled, "Damn it, Virginia, baby, you heard him! What's the matter with you? Get your ass up there and start fucking!"

Cordoba's rumbling, commanding voice galvanized her into action. With trembling limbs, she crawled timidly up over Stan's hips, straddling him, and without being ordered her tiny hand guided the long thin throbbing shaft directly into her lubricated vagina. Slowly, she lowered herself onto the long impaling penis and felt it smoothly slide into her ready cunt, the rubbery cockhead finally lodging deep up against her sensitive cervix opening. She paused for a moment, but the naked older man beneath her was in a hurry now, his hips bucking eagerly up against her.

"Come on, gal, let's have a little action!" he gasped.

Slowly, then, she began to rock back and forward on him, raising her body and lowering it to drive his lust-hardened penis in and out of her cuntal sheath; meanwhile Stan Albright reached up to the full firm swaying breasts and massaged them in tempo with her pumping hips. For the time being, there was little that the other four men could do but watch as Virginia's naked churning ass began to move at a faster speed at Stan's urging, as he put his hands on her waist and guided her. As she worked, she began leaning forward until Albright wrapped his arms tightly around her and pulled her lush young body down to his chest. Her ass was still defenselessly high in the air behind her as she slaved away at actively fucking the president of her husband's company, and by his sudden rapid breath she knew that he was already close to cumming.

Her hands were free now, and Larry on the one side of her saw his chance. Sliding over close, his thick, hardened cock lancing out yearningly, he grasped her hand, placed it on his wild shaft and began flexing his hips, sliding the hot hard penis in and out of her gripping little hand.

Now Cordoba moved in close behind her, watching with fascination as her clinging pussy slid up and down the long, thin shaft of Stanley's cock. Reaching out, he again caressed the smooth, warm flesh of her ass, reveling in the feel of her muscles rippling under his hands. Then, as an inspiration struck him, he lubricated his middle finger with saliva and pushed it through her widespread ass cheeks and against the defenseless exposed opening of her anus, remarking to no one in particular, "This ought to speed things up a little!"

Virginia knew his intention and she cringed, attempting to clench her cheeks tightly together and finding it impossible in her spread-leg position over Stanley Albright. In the next instant, she felt Cordoba's thick finger enter her puckered anus and thrust with one smooth stroke into her heated quivering rectum. She moaned with the pain of it and emitted an involuntary cry of, "Oh, please ... d-don't..."

There was only an obscene chuckle from Cordoba, as he began to move the extended finger in and out of her rectum, countering her fucking movements up and down Albright's now wildly throbbing cockshaft.

Beneath her, Stanley Albright felt the bulging intrusion on the thin separating tissues. It rubbed directly along the sensitive underside of his penis, intensifying the fantastically excited feeling of her tight little cunt, and after a very few seconds he knew that he would be cumming. 

"Ok you beautiful little cunt. I'm going to give it to you....all of it...every fucking ounce of sperm. " "SHIT!!! My BALLS...MY FUCKING BALLS!!!!

Writhingly, he bucked up against her as he felt the signaling jerks of his coming ejaculation, "Agh! Agh! AAAAAaaaaaaugh!" he groaned loudly as his penis exploded. His churning sperm was flooding through him in a hot stream to spew deep up into her milking vagina, and he stopped moving, holding himself rigid as his long jerking cock pumped it from him. He tried to grab her frantically moving hips and hold her motionless too. "My cock!!!" "Your CUNT is fucking squeezing my cock to death." Long ropes of sperm splashed up against Virginia's insides, until there was no more semen to give. Stan's balls were still contracting but nothing was coming out. They were empty. Virginia on the other hand was going wild squeezing as hard as she could with her pussy.

That's it!" That's it!" Stan complained. "You can stop now! Stop! Damn it!"

Virginia didn't want to stop right then. Her pussy felt so good, and her climax was close for her, too. "Shit"! she thought, "I could cum in less than another minute!" Then she realized what Stan was saying, but more than anything she realized that the older man's cock was softening, that it was no longer filling her. In the next instant, she felt herself being lifted and rolled bodily, as Cordoba behind her ripped his thick finger from her rectum and hauled her naked body from on top of Stan. She was forced to release her fingers' tight grasp of Larry's sperm dripping cock as Cordoba turned her expertly over on her back and eased his body down between her obscenely wide-spread thighs which had opened of their own accord. Her cunt was fully dilated in open invitation.

Jack had been content merely to watch for the last several minutes, but now, as Stanley gasped out his orgasmic pleasure, he took his rightful place in the pecking order that prevailed. He watched as Cordoba turned the shamelessly aroused and begging-to-be-fucked Virginia to her back and lower his bulk down between her widespread thighs, his massive and thick cock prodding into the wet clasping portal of her fuck ready cunt. As he watched, Jack had decided that there was one thing he wanted to do with this sex-crazed slut, something he'd not tried with any woman yet. Watching as Cordoba began to fuck in and out of her gripping pussy with long smooth strokes, he saw the shock of the deep, body-jarring thrusts reflected in the bouncing of her agitated breasts. "Damn! She's got the prettiest tits I've ever seen!" he thought.

Crawling across the mattress and crowding the eagerly panting Larry aside, Jack's hands reached out to both of her tits. Cupping them up, he pulled them close together, noting how they created a deeply fleshed cleavage and came up into high-standing cones. "Yeah! Damn it! That'll be a hell of a lot of fun!"

The telephone rang!

Automatically, Bruce, who was nearest the instrument reached up to answer it. "Yeah?"

"Don't answer it!" Jack whispered - too late.

"Hello?"

Bruce listened then turned to Jack. "It's for you."




The Call Ch. 05



"Who the hell is it?"

"Some woman..."

Groaning his disgust, Jack took the telephone receiver and barked, "Maria? What the hell do you want?"

Maria, on the other end of the wire told him, bluntly. "Listen, Jack I know that you're fucking that cunt Virginia, and that there are at least four other men with you! Lorna's here. 

"When the fuck did she arrive?"

"About 30 minutes ago. Andrew sent her over. Everything is going to be completed today." 

"Does Cordoba know?" Jack asked.

"Why do you think he's got five guys fucking her now? To finalize everything"

"Oh Shit!"

"Oh shit is right." "Now listen. Lorna and I are coming up there to join you ... and sort of spread the fun around!"

"You can't do that, damn it!"

"I can and I will ... because if Randy Wales has his way, things will be made perfectly clear!"

"Oh Fuck! Is he coming up here too, now...today?" For a moment Jack's poise fled him; he looked ready to bolt.

"Yes, he is!" Maria told him. "If we change your little gang bang into a real swinging party, maybe Randy will get a total grasp of what has been done here.

Every male in the room knew who Jack was talking about. He was on his way. Randy Wales was coming here. The thought shocked every male in the room to attention. Only Virginia, bent on her hot quest for orgasm, remained unaffected. A woman in the thralls of a constricting pussy could care less about anything but to fucking cum.

"Okay! Come on up! The more the merrier, I suppose. It will only make a stronger impact for him."

Jack hung up. To everyone in the room he made the general announcement: "Lorna and Maria, are bringing Virginia's husband up here. He's on his way. "

"What the hell?!" Cordoba growled. "Why'd you agree to that?" "He wasn't supposed to arrive until after we were through!"

"That's just it Cordoba. The girls want to turn this fuck fest into a swinging session. They want a piece of this action as well."

"I'm for that!" Larry said with lust filling his eyes.

"And I second it!" Bruce grinned.

"What's fucking next!" Cordoba snarled as he drove his demanding cock deep and hard into Virginia's moist and dripping vagina. "Aaaaaggghhh!" she moaned loudly, unaware of what had been said. Her ears were deaf with lust.

Randy Wales pulled up to the address that was given to him by Andrew. He was supposed to meet Lorna here. He walked up to the door and rang the bell. The door opened and two women stood before him.

"Hello Mr. Wales. You've arrived just in time." Lorna said. He entered the house. 

"Are you ready to see your wife?" Maria asked.

"Absolutely. I thought this day would never get here."

"Just follow us please" Maria continued.

They walked to Cordoba's office. Maria knocked on the door.

Jack opened it up.

There was Maria, standing in the forefront flanked by Lorna and Randy Wales, smiling sweetly at Jack, her eyes taking in the bulge of his still half-hardened penis inside his shorts. She smiled and said, "I'm sorry to take you away from your fun, darling ... but it's not quite fair, is it?"

"What's not fair?" Jack growled, opening the door wider and waving them inside urgently.

"For one woman to get all that cock!"

"Well, hell ... that's what Cordoba and Stan ... Mr. Albright, wanted!" he whined. "I had to go along with it!"

Lorna walked to the private office door; opening it she looked inside to see Cordoba's humping naked figure slaving away above Virginia's wildly responding body, his hips rising and falling with machinelike regularity as he hammered his lust-thickened cock into her loudly sounding vagina. Walking over to the edge of the mattress on the floor, Maria looked down at him, remarking, "Cordoba, I'm here ... and you're going to get your chance, now, to watch me get laid by another man. I know that fucking turns you on. I bet it only makes or orgasm 100 times better baby!"

"The hell!" Cordoba didn't miss a stroke into the gurgling cunt below him on the mattress.

"It's just like I told you a few days ago. Two can play at this game ... but now we're going to make it a swinging scene!"

Larry, who was lying close beside Virginia, had placed her hand again on his pistoning cock, while his own hands caressed her tits, his finger and thumb rolling her sensitive nipple-buds making them fully erect. Looking up, he saw Lorna standing there, a sensual vision of loveliness. Suddenly he knew from how she was standing that she was available ... desirably so! He was on his knees in seconds before her, as he forced Virginia's gripping hand from his thick stalk. "Do you want this, Lorna?" he asked.

Lorna looked down at his jerking cock with sperm stringing out of it becoming aware of his complete readiness to fuck, and smiled. "Sure! Anytime! She kicked off her shoes as she asked him, "Are you Larry?"

"Yeah!" He reached up under her short skirt, his hands running smoothly up her thighs while she began removing her blouse. Larry assisted by slipping his fingers in the tight waistband of her flimsy little panties and peeling them down over her hips and thighs, as she smiled and stepped out of them, revealing her pubic mound and gleaming white ass. Meanwhile, Bruce , welcoming the chance to make it with another woman, stood up and came around behind her. Without hesitation he unhooked her bra and removed it to reveal the ripe lusciousness of her full firm breasts, his hands going around her from behind to fondle her tits. "I'm Bruce," he told her. 

"I know ... Lorna murmured, reaching back behind her to grip his erect cock which caused it to shoot a long warm shot of sperm against the small of her back. "Ohhh baby....you're ready to fuck aren't you" She cooed.

Larry, still kneeling in front of her, finished undressing her by zipping down her skirt to allow it to fall down around her ankles. Then, with a low moan of hunger, he wrapped his arms around her long, tapering thighs as his mouth sought the triangle of her bush. Quickly, his tongue licked down from above into the warm pink moistness of her vaginal slit and came into tingling contact with the growing erection of her clitoris. Lorna moaned when she felt the delicious wet contact with her sensitive nerve bud and her legs trembled with weakness as she slid down to the mattress between the two naked virile men, her thighs spreading obscenely, giving Larry and his wet working tongue the complete freedom of her already aroused pussy. Bruce was kissing her mouth then, his hands moving all over her ripened curves and mounds as his tongue lashed deeply into the sweetness of her mouth. Lorna sighed and quivered her arousal was increased tenfold as she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw, less than three feet away , Cordoba, slamming his cock in and out of Virginia Wales's tightly stretched cunt.

Jack and Maria stood there, both in an argumentative stance, but Randy Wales was not interested in listening to their differences as Jack began to criticize Maria for interfering with his fun! "Listen Jack, I'm going to get in on this fucking that's taking place now...period!! 

Randy moved off toward the place where his wife was being fucked. Both Lorna and Maria had briefed him, warning him not to show any jealousy. It was all he could do to contain himself as he caught his first sight of his wife flat on her back, her wet legs spread wide and pulled up and back mashing her proud full breasts against her chest, accepting Cordoba's hard cock deep into her cunt. He could hear her pussy sloshing and sucking down on that rod. He watched disbelievingly as the thick length of it cleaved her tender young pussy, her wet throbbing cunt flowered open and distended tortuously to receive the rock hard penile shaft. He knew in that instant how much Virginia was enjoying it. His wife's face was distorted with a finely etched passion ... a passion he had seen very seldom in her. Clenching and unclenching his fists, he seethed with jealously.

But Lorna said it'd be better to play it cool ... make it a swinging thing.

"You knew this is how it had to be" Lorna said

Randy knew alright. But now, faced with the actual fact of seeing his own wife in the throes of ecstatic rapture beneath another man's pounding penis was almost more than he could bear. The little bitch! She likes it too much!

Her eyes closed tightly, head flailing from side to side uncontrollably and stringing her hair across her face, Virginia was feeling the overwhelming sensations of her aroused body, diffused yet seeming to concentrate there in that tightly stretched hole up between her legs, into which she was eagerly accepting the pounding length and thickness of Cordoba's lust-thickened cock. Suddenly she moaned aloud, unaware that her enraged young husband was there watching, listening. "Fuck me ... harder, Cordoba! Oh, God ... Shove it into me ... deeper ... and harder! Come on! I want all your cock! All of it!" "You fucking make me cream". "You fucking dump your load in me you mother fucker."

Blindly, knowing only that somehow he was going to punish her, Randy went over and saw that Larry and Bruce, were already involved with Lorna. She was being methodically stripped of her clothing by the two men, and lying at one end of the mattress was a naked older man he knew as Stanley Albright, the President of his company; the pasty-faced Stan looked completely satisfied, exhausted! 

During his angry inspection of the room, Randy's penis had come up hard and throbbing to a full erection. Without thinking, he crossed to the mattress, zipped down his fly, and reached in to haul out the shaft of his own huge throbbing cock! "I'll give her some cock to remember, damn it!" he mumbled to himself.

Kneeling down beside his mindless writhing wife on the mattress, Randy reached out to stop her head from rolling, tightly gripping her by the jaw, while with his other hand he held the rigid hot shaft of his cock revealing its lust-swollen head. As he turned her face toward him, he growled, "Here, you fucking cunt, my sweet Virginia... let me give you some cock!"

She opened her passion-clouded eyes to look directly at her husband's fully hardened penis only inches away from her mouth. Eyes widening with fright, she looked up into his stony face, seeing the terrible expression of it and knowing that Randy was angry with her. 

"Oh, God! He thinks I came here because I wanted to!" Then she understood what he wanted ... what he was going to force her to do! And she remembered all those times she had refused him ... absolutely refused to take his penis into her mouth. 

"I suppose I can't blame him! He knows - or at least he can guess that I've done it to other men!"

"Oh, darling ... you're here!" Virginia gasped.

"Yeah, I'm here - and now you can start sucking on my cock, you little bitch!"

Roughly, he pulled her head closer while at the same time he shifted closer to her, spreading his knees wide and shoving the head of his cock hard against her lips. She attempted to twist her head aside, but he held her tightly in position as she protested, "Randy, baby ... it's not like you think! You d-don't understand!"

"Suck it, damn it!" He thrust his hips forward against his wife's parted lips, and automatically she opened them as the blood- engorged cockhead slipped inside to the moist warmth of her mouth. Immediately, her tongue began to swirl around the sensitive tip and the little glans at the end; the sensations it produced caused him to shuffle forward even more and groan in an effort to ram more and more of his expanding cock down her sucking mouth.

Between her widespread legs, Cordoba was slamming his thick demanding cock with ever-increasing sledge-hammer thrusts deep into her as he realized he couldn't hold back any longer. He was ready to cum. Back behind the base of his penis, deep in his belly, he could feel his rolling load of sperm, like molten steel ready to be poured, searing his flesh as it struggled to burst free. Dismay and joy mingled in him. Dismay and disappointment at not being able to bring Randy's wife to orgasm, which was a point of pride with him in his prowess with women; the joy, of course, was the natural one of anticipation of his ejaculation. Damn it! Why'd her husband have to barge in here with Maria and Lorna. He had been so wrapped up in his own sexual performance that he could only watch helplessly while Lorna had brazenly thrown herself to Larry and Bruce. He wanted to be one of them. And Randy ... forcing his wife to suck him off ... just when he was on the point of making her cum ... slowed things down for her! 

"SHIT! I'm going to cum! Now!" "Listen up Randy boy. I'm going to pump your wife full of sperm till it runs out of her. Now what do you think about that?"

"Do what you gotta do. Right now all I'm concerned about is her mouth on my cock."

Viciously, he rammed his wild spewing cock deep into her hot clasping vagina as far as he could for one final plunge, his pubic bone crashing hard into hers and bringing a moan of pained protest from deep in her chest. His white-hot semen rushed in spasmodic gushes, pumping from the tiny slit in his massive cock's head to jet deep into the young wife's quiivering cunt. "AAAaaagh!" He grunted in disgust. His cock was now under the control of a full blown ejaculation. Stream after long stream of sperm infiltrated Virginia's pussy. Cordoba had no choice but to ride his cock's mighty contractions until is balls were completely empty. Finally with one last trust and one final shot, his shaft was free of semen.

"Shit! I came too soon!" His sweaty body slumped down on top of her, interfering with Randy who was attempting to force all of his thick cock down his wife's throat.

Jack and Maria were just finishing their heated discussion in the other room, where Maria had told him in no uncertain terms that no longer would there be any sort of double standard in fucking. 

"We can either go our own ways, and I no longer be involved with your operations or you can always keep me part of the 'fucking' end of our business. I want to be involved when everyone is involved. I want to be part of the fucking action." " I don't care which way it goes ... but I'm going to start enjoying myself, being fucked or doing the fucking depending on the situation."

It was an ultimatum with which Jack couldn't argue. Basically Maria had always been the "toy" of the business. They used her when they felt she was of value. But now she wanted in on everything...on all the 'fucking' sessions.

"Okay, damn it! Have it your way ... but while we're standing here arguing about it, the action is going on in there without us ... so let's get with it!"

They came into the private part of the office together. Lorna now was naked upon her knees, her ass gyrating back against Larry who was fucking her dog-fashion from behind, slamming his long hard cock deep into her wet glistening cuntal cleft. Also on his knees in front of her was Bruce, his face distorted with passion and obviously enjoying the oral ministrations of her sucking mouth as his long white cock slid in and out between her tight lips.

Swiftly, Maria began to undress, as Jack stripped off his shorts and crawled across the soft mattress toward the writhing figures of Randy Wales, Virginia, and Cordoba.

As Jack watched, his own penis came to a full throbbing erection again, for he realized that in just a few moments he was going to be fucking Virginia in front of her husband. Cordoba obviously was coming down to the wire, ready to cum at almost any instant. In a very short moment it happened, and Cordoba's body sagged heavily down on top of Randy's luscious wife. He also noted that Cordoba had failed to make her orgasm, for she was lustfully punching her pelvis up and down in an invitation for someone - anyone - to fuck her. Damn! She didn't come ... but she's right on the verge!

Jack growled, "Dammit, Cordoba, how about getting off of her so I can try!" 

Cordoba stirred and rolled away to his side on the mattress. With an unintelligible grunt, he looked over at Lorna, involved with her own thing with Larry and Bruce, and said with lusted in his voice, "When I get you alone, you little slut, I'm going to fuck the ass off of you!" She couldn't answer back, of course; for one thing her mouth was filled with cock, and she was too busy with the two men. Bruce was just about ready to climax, and Lorna was bobbing her head up and down the saliva soaked shaft of his penis, attempting to match the obscene tempo of his thrust as he savagely drove his long thick shaft faster and deeper into her sucking mouth and throat. Trembling, Lorna was eagerly waiting for the hot flood of Bruce's semen to explode into her mouth at any moment. The oral threat from Cordoba that he was going to fuck her ass off thrilled her. She thought to herself " OOoohh! I hope so!"

Randy had been on the point of saying something to Cordoba when Jack had spoken to the big man; then, as Cordoba had pushed himself up and rolled away from on top of Virginia, Randy had snapped at Jack, "Not so damned fast, Jack! She's my wife ... and I'm going to fuck her, now!"

Kneeling up, he pulled his dripping penis out of Virginia's mouth, growling commandingly, "Get up on your knees! I'm going to fuck you like a bitch dog!"

Virginia, her eyes glazed with passionate arousal, disappointed that Cordoba had not been able to last longer to bring her to orgasm, hastened to obey. "Oh, God ... y-yesssss, Randy! I want you to f-fuck me any way you want to!" In an instant, she was on her knees, her ass waving in an obscene invitation back toward her husband who had knee-walked into position behind her, his hard cock lancing out yearningly toward the coral-pinkness of her moist cunt. Looking at it he could see fluid seeping out of her open inviting slit. Her pussy was prepared for fucking.

It was obvious to Maria, as she stepped out of her panties and stood naked, surveying the copulating people there in the room, that there was only one man who was not active: Stanley Albright. He was lying there, watching, enjoying the voyeur's role, after having been satisfied already by Virginia's pussy as she had straddled him and wildly fucked him from the topmost position. It had all been very interesting and stimulating to him.

Albright saw Maria then; she was standing there naked voluptuous with jet-black hair and smoky-gray eyes, and he knew that she had to be fucked. Her beautiful skin, her sensually curved figure, pointed up by the full, firm mounds of her breasts, the nipples beginning to harden already, was an erotic vision of desirability to him. Below, his stirring penis came to throbbing life again. He stood up and came over to her, remarking, "It's getting crowded on that mattress."

"Yes, it seems so!" she agreed. 

He took her into his arms and kissed her with a deep-lashing tongue, open-mouthed, as at the same time he moved her backward toward an upholstered armchair in the corner.

Maria felt herself being lowered back onto the seat of the chair, and Albright was saying, "You're really quite a luscious woman, Maria!" Then he was kneeling down in front of the chair, his hands going up under her knees to lift and spread her warm thighs. Deftly, he placed her flexed legs over the arms of the chair, and as he leaned farther forward, Maria instinctively tucked her hips under and forward, knowing his exact intention, and she wanted it ... wanted his tongue there in the already wet and heated cleft of her pussy.

"Oh, fuck! That's nice!" she crooned as Stan's head came down between her trembling thighs and his long agile tongue shot out to make an erotically searing contact with her already hardening clitoris. "Ohhhh baby...eat me...eat my hot wet cunt"

Cordoba did a double take as he recognized the groaning woman in the chair as Maria A flow of rekindling sexual interest coursed through him, as he remembered the many times she had visited him in his private office. Being the virile, satyr-like man that he was, his pumping blood flooded into his large growing cock and was trapped there, building another hard erection. " Well, hell ... I might as well even things up!" Just exactly twice as many cocks as cunts! He hauled himself off the mattress and ambled over to where Maria and Stan were using the chair for her orally induced pleasure, his cock already spearing boldly out from his body, ready for another sexual adventure.




The Call Ch. 05



As Randy came in behind his keeling young wife, Virginia, whose naked gleaming ass heaved back in invitation toward him wanting him to fuck her gaping demanding cunt from that animal-like position - Jack smiled at him with a leer and suggested, "If you really want to get a blast and give her something she'll remember, shove it in her asshole!"

Virginia heard his vile urging of Randy and groaned, "N-no! Please, no! D-don't do that!"

Instantly Randy grasped Jack's meaning. It would be a way of punishing her sexually for her transgressions! He forgot for the moment that the man who suggested it was responsible for the sexual awakening and infidelity in the first place.

"Shut up! You said I could fuck you any way I wanted to ... and right now, I think that's a damned good idea!"

Putting his words into action on the moment, Randy reached out to the trembling white moons of her ass, and with strong-fingered hands pried her ass-cheeks apart; then, as he held them widespread, he dipped the swollen head of his rock hard penis into the hot slippery fluid draining from her vaginal slit. When he withdrew his shaft it was now glistening with her vaginal dew and the mingled cum of Stan Albright and Cordoba, he aimed it straight and true at the tiny opening of her tightly puckered anus. His cockhead came against the defenseless little anal orifice, and he pushed hard using all the strength of his muscular legs and back.

"Aaaghhh ... you're hurting me!" Virginia cried. "Stop ... please, Randy!"

Randy grunted with effort as he felt the elastic opening give a little. "It's tighter than hell!"

"It'll go in!" Jack said.

"Randy ... please ... you'll split me apart!" Virginia cried out from the depth of her soul.

"No he won't!" Jack countered. 

"Push your ass back against me just like you've done with all those other bastards. PUSH, DAMN YOU!" His hand came down in a stinging slap against her bare ass, and Jack grinned at her sharp scream of protest.

Miserable in her humiliation and feeling now that there was nothing she could do to stop him, the naked kneeling Virginia was forced to help her husband as he tried to insert his thick cock into her tense rear passage. She tried to relax and push back against him, but gained only a searing pain for her trouble. "OOOOO0Ooooooouuuuuugggg!" she shrieked. "It h-hurts ... too much!"

Jack was there to coach again. "It only hurts for a little while! You'll get used to it! Relax ... and it'll slide right in. 

"Sweat popped out on Randy's brow. Her tightly clenched anus was locked like a vise around his cock; her sphincter ring felt as though it were getting tighter and tighter. He was committed to what he was doing, however, and with a surge he rammed hard. Suddenly, the throbbing tip of his cock was in far enough to be enveloped in her rectum, the muscle of her anal opening squeezing all around the top part of his shaft. It was the most intensely erotic sensation he had ever felt. "SHIT!" he choked, then rammed forward again, gaining another half inch.

"OOOOOooooooooohhhhh! Myyyyyy Godddddddd!" Virginia screamed with the pain of it. "OOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh!"

Instinctively, Randy gripped her bucking hips and pulled her roughly back toward him, while at the same time he drove his own loins forward. Inch by painful inch, his cock went into her rectum until finally almost all of it was buried deep inside her. Looking down he saw the cruelly stretched little anus clenching and unclenching spasmodically around the great girth of his cock. 

"It's in, Fuck me! It's in!" He stopped pushing then, knowing that his wife's virginal rectum would have to adjust to his thickness, but he couldn't help the involuntary flexing of his cock's shaft buried deep inside her hot quivering rectum. Each time his excited penis spasmed, it brought forth another moan from her pain-contorted lips. 

"Fuckin' shit! That's a wild feeling I've never had before!" He felt as though just a few short strokes would bring him to spewing ejaculation!

When the thick, head of her husband's penis first slipped through into the channel of her rectum, Virginia was sure that she was being ripped apart. But now that he was buried so deeply up in her hideously stretched backside, the involuntary flexing of his jerking cock gradually began to change from pain to highly erotic sensations that went charging through her naked kneeling body. Again she moaned; this time, not with pain but with desire ... a wildly insane desire for him to go on and on, using her rectum back there just as her cunt and her mouth had been used.

Churningly, her hips began to buck back against him, and she found herself mouthing words. "Come on, Randy, darling... f-fuck me there! Go ahead ... and fuck me!" Even as she moaned the obscene phrases out, she wasn't prepared for Jack's next suggestion.

Jack was telling her husband, "Now, if you'll turn her over, Randy, and keep your cock shoved all the way up in her asshole, I'll be able to fuck her, too ... in the cunt! She'll love it!"

"Ooohhh, n-no!"

Neither man heard her gasped-out objection, for in the next moment, her husband had wrapped his arms tightly around her and was rolling them both over until she was lying full length on top of him - her back pressed against his chest - with his cock still buried like some great log deep up inside her ass. Her legs were splayed wide apart obscenely, and Randy was grating, in her ear, "Now, you bitch, you'll get enough cock ... once and for all!"

Helpless to object further, she felt Jack crawl between their legs; then his cock was sliding into her open and waiting pussy, filling her as she had never been filled before. It was an exquisite sensation that made her imagine that her entire body was nothing but a receptacle for hotly throbbing man-cock. She moaned with an heretofore unfelt passion, "Oh, Shit! Don't make me wait! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Both of you!"

Then she was being buffeted from above and below, both long, virile penises moving in her with a wildness that knew no equal, and she matched that wildness as she bucked her hips upward against Jack to absorb all of his deep-plunging cock into her pussy, then fucked downward against her husband to feel his shaft move deep into her tight anal passage. It was all so heady, so ridden with erotically delicious sensations that her senses began to desert her one by one, eyes dimming with rapture and ears buzzing and unhearing, but leaving her feeling it all ... the only important sense upon which she concentrated, the coursing, electric sensations of sensual sexuality as she was fucked in the anus, fucked in the cunt ... and fucked into sweet oblivion.

Larry, slamming his penis deep into Lorna's receptive vagina from behind, brought her to her first orgasm while she was still vigorously sucking on Bruce's long rigid cock. She opened up her legs a little wider so that her cunt could clamp down easily on Larry's penis while she squirted pussy juice all over his balls. Then, only moments later, his own climax erupted and his balls constricted causing him to pump madly shot after shot of white thick semen deep up inside her convulsing cunt channel. Wild to drive toward his own ejaculation, Bruce drove Larry away, saying, "Okay, Larry, you've had her! Now it's my turn to get into her!" Kneeling up, he pulled his cock out of Lorna's mouth, and even as Larry withdrew his still spewing penis from her fully dilated and squirting cunt, Bruce was turning the naked woman on her back and shoving his impatient jerking cock deep into her seething pussy. Insanely, he fucked into her, pounding his penis deep and hard with desperate strength ... and Lorna came again, and within moments, still another time. Her legs were losing their strength as her pussy ejaculated again and again.

"Fucking cum in me you bastard" Lorna yelled. "My cunt needs sperm....more sperm. I want to feel it in me....ejaculate you cocksucker." It's amazing what filthy talk will do in the course of fucking. In many ways it's better than foreplay. 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa cummmmmmmmmmmmiiiiiinnngg! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhh!"

Bruce slammed up deep inside Lorna. "Fuckin' take it bitch". "Feel my hot cum splashing in that cunt of yours" He held her hips up tightly against him as he ejaculated again and again all of his fertile semen. As the last of his seed drained into her Bruce collapsed wearily on top of Lorna with a grunt of satisfaction. 

Cordoba had been kissing Maria, fondling and caressing her naked breasts as she sat spread-legged in the chair while the kneeling Stanley Albright tongue-fucked her to ecstatic heights of passion. Her hips were thrusting up against the wet stimulating tongue when suddenly she twisted her head aside to break Cordoba's deep, tongue-probing kiss. She gasped, "Fuck, that's enough, Stan! I've got to have your cock in my pussy now! I want you to fuck me!" "I want my cunt to suck you dry baby." "Come on and fuck me with that huge penis of yours."

Albright raised his head, and she slid from the chair down to the rug, with her thighs spread wide to receive him. Eagerly her hands reached down to grasp his long thin penis as he moved up between her legs. Like an expert whore she stroked it a couple of times and then squeezed the tip until a string of sperm escaped from the slit. 

"Oh fuck yes baby. I want all of that in my cunt." Without pausing, she guided his dripping penis straight into her demanding cunt and then her hands went around to his naked ass to pull him hard and tight into her feverish young loins. "Now!" she gasped. "Fuck me ... with everything you've got, FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME!"

Going down to the rug beside her, Cordoba intended to have her suck him off at the same time, but his attention was diverted momentarily to Lorna, who had just screamed out her climax under Bruce's pounding penis. He had been watching her covertly all the while, as she had been pounded. He loved watching others fuck. If he were all alone watching he would have masturbated a huge load. 

Then his gaze shifted to watch what was happening to Virginia. The three figures writhing there on the mattress claimed his entire attention. The salacious spectacle he was watching of two men fucking the same woman at once was something he, himself, had always wanted to do. The previously innocent young wife was in the middle, her tight little anus filled with long thick cock, while above her Jack was slamming his massive shaft into her wet sucking cunt. And she was screaming out an invitation to both men to fuck her harder and deeper. Damn! He hoped her husband was getting what he wanted.

The voyeur in him took charge, and he forgot all about Maria and Stan until Maria began screaming out her orgasmic release. He looked down and saw her cunt open up wide around Stan's penis spewing it's cum, then clamping down hard on the pistoning shaft. Stan was slamming into her so heard he could hear his balls slapping up against her. AAAAhhhhhhhh fuck, my cunt is exploding....fuck me....FUCK MY CUNT!!!!"

Cordoba could tell by Stan's jerking motion and how he was fucking her that he was just about ready to shoot his cum deep into Maria's squirming pussy. Then, as Maria shuddered spasmodically and moaned her satisfaction, Stan slammed his cock into her for a final thrust, his body stiffening as he held himself deep up inside her quivering pussy.

"You want jizz"

"YOU FUCKIN' KNOW I DO"

"Well here if fuckin' comes you little cunt!!!" "FUCKKKKKK" "Ugh ugh ugh!!!" "I'm creamin' in you baby" 

Maria's legs had wrapped tightly around Stan's ass now, forbidding him from pulling back at all. His load splattered up against her womb. She could imagine it's thick fluid coating her insides like paint. She could feel his ass cheeks flex with each constriction of his huge ejaculation. 

Finally a final gasp of completion came from his exhausted lips. His cock shriveled to the point that it slipped out of the fucked cunt allowing his semen to seep down the lips of Maria's pussy. There was too much cum for her fucked hole to hold.

It was then, when Cordoba watched Stan collapse on top of Maria that he decided to do something different ... something he'd always wanted to do. Waiting for a moment or two, Cordoba knelt down beside the worn out couple and prodded Stan into moving aside with, "Damn it, I haven't had a crack at her yet, Stan!"

Obligingly, Stan moved himself from on top of her and sat in the chair. From there, he surveyed the sex activity still going on in the room; he was completely satisfied with the afternoon's expanding sex party, during which he had already cum twice.

Cordoba straddled Maria's naked torso, and as she looked she murmured, "Oh, it's you, Cordoba, darling! What do you want ... fuck or suck?"

"Neither!" he grinned down into her face. 

"Well ... what then?"

"This!" he told her, as he spat into his palm and then applied saliva to the thick shaft of his jerking cock.

Sliding himself up farther, as he straddled her, Cordoba reached out to cup the fullness of her breasts with his hands; then pushing them up from the sides toward the center of her chest, he flexed his hips forward and slid his throbbing cock into the soft warm channel between them. "Now, Maria, baby, you hold your tits up like that with your hands, and I'm going to have some fun!"

"But, I won't get anything out of it..." she started to protest.

Cordoba cut her short with, "Don't worry, Maria, you'll get taken care of! This is something I've wanted to try for a long time!"

His flexing hips drove his penis in between her tits, as she obediently held them tightly together for him. 

"Damn! This is just a kind of sophisticated masturbation!" He thought. It was a big advantage that Maria's tits were so large. They were made for fucking. 

Maria knew from long experience already that whatever Cordoba wanted he got, and that he was always able to bend his women to his will. "I suppose I'll just have to put up with it!" She thought. She did ... but to her own surprise, as his cock moved in and out between her breasts and his cum laden swaying testicles scraped erotically across her naked belly, Maria felt the rekindling of her arousal glow deep up in the sperm-filled hole between her legs. She watched the head of the penis pop up at the tops of her tits. It was wet. Pre-cum mixed with semen was slowly being pumped out in preparation for orgasm.

On the mattress, Virginia was moving now in concert with her husband savagely fucking into her anus and Jack ramming so deliciously into her throbbing cunt. Suddenly she felt as though she were a volcano ready to blow its top. Soaring, she rose to meet her orgasm, as she convulsed with a scream of rapture. "Ooooohhh! SHIT! Fuck harder! III'mmm going to cummm! Nowwwwwwwww! Ooohh fuck! AAAAaaaauuugggghhhhh!"

Never in her experience had she climaxed so intensely or so violently. Her naked young body shivered with delight as thrills of orgasmic completion shimmered like deep-throated organ notes through her. She felt as though she were going to faint as her eyes dimmed and blood pounded in her ears like a raging surf. Her pussy was loud and noisy. Randy had never heard her pussy make sucking noises like that before. He felt liquid squirt on his cock. She was having a massive female ejaculation. She never did that for him when they had fucked. She was screaming uncontrollably...."FUCK ME!!! Drain your fucking cocks. FUCK ME TILL YOUR LIMP!!!! AAAAAaaaaaaggghhhhh"

Beneath her, Randy brutally thrust his hips upward into the tightly gripping channel of her rectum, and moaned as he felt his coming ejaculation. Suddenly he was spewing thick hot semen explosively far up into her bowels. His cum surged through him like molten lava. "FUCK ME!" he gasped. "I'm being drained dry!" It seemed as though is semen had no end. Load after creamy load filled her ass. On and on, his cockshaft pumped, even though he lay quite still, not stroking at all, just lying there and feeling her rectal muscles milking him of all strength.

Above, Jack still pounded and pummeled his penis deep into Virginia's clasping vagina. Then, groaning suddenly, he pulled his cock out of her cunt and began to ejaculate. With every push of his balls his penis jerked shooting out a long steam of cum, splattering on her stomach, then her chest. Another load hit her face and then into her hair. He then grabbed his exploding cock and shoved it back into her cunt depositing the remainder of his seed deep inside her. Finally he collapsed on top of Virginia and her husband.

Then there was only the gasping rasp of heavy breathing from the human sandwich of complete satisfaction. 

After a few moments, Jack stirred and clambered from on top of Virginia, his softening penis pulling from her with a wet popping noise and spinning thin strings of silver semen across her naked young thighs. Virginia was the next to move, wriggling herself off her husband beneath her, his limp cock coming out of her stretched rectum with the obscene sound of someone passing wind.

Everyone in the room was quiet now, and Virginia noticed that all eyes were focused toward the corner of the room. She looked over and saw the satyr-like body of Cordoba straddling Maria, fucking her between the tits.

At that moment, Maria groaned, "Oh, Shit! Fuck me, Cordoba! Fuck me in the cunt, now! I'm so far gone I could cum in a minute!"

He did ... and she did ... in less than a minute!

The fucking...was over. The sucking...was over. The time that past by consisted of everyone getting up and dressing. They would have to shower later. Besides the feel of sperm, and female ejaculate on their bodies was kind of erotic to all of them.

They all moved down to the living room. It was silent for a long time until Cordoba spoke.

"Mr. Wales. Do you have my money?"

"Yes sir. That's why I brought Mr. Albright." "He wanted the privilege to pay you the $50,000."

"$50,000" Virginia blurted out. "You owed them $50,000." "That's why I've been here. That's why I've been abused the way that I have."

"Yes Virginia."

"Why did you wait so long. Why almost two weeks."

"He had to my dear" Maria said.

"I don't understand." "All it would have taken was a simple call."

"I'm afraid you don't understand Mrs. Wales. " Lorna interjected. "He did make the call. Two and a half weeks ago to my office. My associate Andrew and I are kind of like negotiators. You see we work for the government. And working for the government gives us access to all kinds of people. People who can help us accumulate assets. In our line of work we came across Cordoba here. We discovered that he was in a very strange line of work. I infiltrated his little business and discovered firsthand what it could do for someone and realized the profit we could obtain.

"What are you talking about?" Virginia asked.

"It's like this Virginia", Cordoba took over. "Sex is a very unique form of communication. Everybody loves sex, but very few people experience sex like they imagine in their minds. I mean, they want to animalistic. They want to be primeval but society says that's a no-no. People are too embarrassed to say things like "Fuck me", or "Suck me dry", or "Cum on my tits". Even though we all know that it would only heighten our orgasms, make our fucking last longer."

"You see Mrs. Wales, your husband did make the call." It was Lorna again. He called me. We took you and brought you here to accomplish a wish of your husband's. We are literally in the "fucking" business. We take primarily women, women who won't do "certain things" or say "certain words" and train them. We make little homemakers into little whores. Your husband paid us to make you a whore Virginia. That's what we've accomplished. You're now a dirty mouthed, cunt and ass fucking whore. And, you like it. You now know how erotic it is to want to be fucked by your husband. Now you'll want to suck his cock, lick his balls, eat his semen. Now you'll let him eat your pussy, drink your cunt juice, fuck your ass. Do you know why? Because once you've had a taste, you'll never be satisfied with anything less. Welcome to freedom Virginia."