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Tom's Torture

By: AddToWater



[Author's Note: For those following the adventures of Tom Lenovo, the story about to transpire below takes place approximately six months after Tom's incestuous dalliances in the chapters entitled "Katy's Boobs." However, the reader is welcome to enjoy this plot independently of the other if so desired.

I would like to dedicate this story to my sexy new muses, Kelly and Pam. Thank you for the stimulation and inspiration, ladies!               
—ATW]

Despite the fog rolling into San Francisco bay on this chilly December evening, I felt warm and invigorated as a lustful surge of blood flowed through my body. With singular determination, I ignored the scenic sights of Fisherman's Wharf as equally as I did the panhandlers on the corners, walking briskly and eagerly up from the transit station to a certain building about three blocks away. This certain building contained a small one-bedroom apartment, and within this apartment a beautiful 18-year-old girl was waiting. Waiting for me, a very horny guy not much older than 18 himself. And when I arrived, or hopefully soon after I arrived, this beautiful girl was going to give me perhaps the most incredible and generous Christmas gift any girl could possibly give a guy: her virginity.

The girl's name was Pam, and we had been dating for about three months. We had met on the first day of registration at a large university in another big city, never mind which. There we were, random bodies in a throng of confused and excited college freshmen all trying to figure out what books to buy, where classes were and all the other chaos a freshman must endure. I was going one direction, Pam another, and our collision sent books and backpacks scattering across the floor. After hurried apologies, we'd finally gotten a look at each other and that was that. Classic boy-meets-girl. We got to talking, realized we were both new to the school, and it wasn't too long before I worked up the courage to ask her to coffee.

From that day, I'd say we fell instantly and crazily head-over-heels in love with each other. Everything just clicked, and to be honest, I was all to eager to finally find myself in a "normal" relationship with a girl who was not a relative. I had just moved on from a rather torrid summer affair with my sexy little 18-year-old cousin, Katy, and also—amazingly—her mother, my aunt Ellen. While from a sexual standpoint it was one of the most incredible experiences of my life, the three of us knew that any normal, ongoing relationship was simply out of the question, so to finally have a pretty girl on my arm who wasn't related to me was wonderfully refreshing.

The funny thing was, in getting together with Pam, I had to almost completely throw back the clock of sexual maturity that I had so swiftly evolved into with my carnal experiences with Katy and Ellen. You see, Pam was a virgin. An honest-to-God virgin in the 21st century. Of course, I hadn't known this when I'd first met her, but after a couple of dates, when the after-dinner make-out sessions became more and more heated, she'd breathlessly and almost apologetically informed me that she had never gone all the way with a guy.

Now, she'd told me this while straddling me on my bed in my dorm room, her skirt hiked up, her panties wet and bunched around her pussy, with my raging hard-on desperately bulging within my pants and grinding against her covered labia. To say I wasn't, well, call it "deflated" by this news would certainly have been a lie. But even in this heated moment of passion, I actually found myself admiring this girl more.

A virgin. The girl grinding on top of me was a virgin. I took a deep breath and reconsidered the picture before me. Pam was blond, petite and sweet. She was very skinny but still had a nice subtle flair to her hips that stood atop long, very long legs. The breasts I had been allowed to feel up over a shirt and bra were small but very pert, with nipples that seemed to want to pierce right through all the shielding of satin and cotton. Probably the most striking thing about Pam was, interestingly enough, her mouth. When amused, Pam would spread the widest, brightest grin I had ever seen, flashing beautiful, neat white teeth. A hint of dimples and flashing brilliant blue eyes accented this wonderful smile and completed a perfect package of sweetness, sexiness and mischievous innocence all at once.

I was hooked.

But as indicated earlier, I was no virgin, far from it. Actually, for this day and age I could be considered a late-bloomer too, having lost my virginity only very shortly after my 18th birthday. Since that time I have been with just four women, including my brief and incestuous affairs with my cousin and my aunt. And as puberty continued to pump enough hormones through my body to drive an elephant crazy, I knew that I definitely had a stronger sexual appetite than most guys. It was pretty much all I thought about, all the time. Oh, I know what you're thinking: ALL guys think about sex all the time, especially teenage guys. Well, just let me someday tell you more about how I nailed my own first cousin and aunt, then I think you'll get a better idea of just how far I was willing to go to get what I wanted....

That said, I wanted Pam. Badly. But I also realized how much I actually cared for her. It was incredible. From day one we had been two peas in a pod, hardly separated except to go our separate ways to our own dorms to bed at night. In the first week of school we'd hastily rearranged our schedules so that we had almost all the same classes now. We clicked perfectly on every level, and I couldn't complain.

What cheered me up even more was the fact that Pam wanted me too. She told me as much after waiting for the initial news of her admitted virginity to sink in. "I just felt it was fair to tell you, Tom," she said, looking lovingly down at me and caressing my face. "I just never gave into the pressure of giving it up to some guy just to be cool, all through high school. And as the years went by and I realized I could wait until someone truly special came along. Someone like you, Tom. But...just not quite yet."


Then we kissed. Not much else we could do after that speech. And although I went to sleep that night with a serious case of blue balls (even after masturbating and blasting a load of cum nearly halfway across the little room), I slept deeply and happily, because Pam had also promised with all her heart that her Christmas gift to me would be her virginity....

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All girls seem to develop their own strange rules about when and where and to whom and how they're going to finally let a guy put his cock in her, and often there is no rhyme nor reason. As guys, all we can do is try to be in the right place at the right time. For Pam, even though she had decided to let me be the first guy to make love to her, the first barrier that needed to be broken before hymen was her age. She wanted to be officially an adult, 18 years old. Well, her 18th birthday had been a week ago, and finally we had arranged for the time and place for the next barrier to be broken: a certain little apartment in San Francisco, three blocks up from Fisherman's Wharf.

The apartment belonged to Pam's college roommate, Kelly. Kelly, much wilder and infinitely more worldly than quieter, more innocent Pam, seemed to have any amount of money she needed, whether from her rich parents or her collection of wealthy part-time boyfriends. She seemed to maintain a lifestyle like a slightly scaled-down version of Paris Hilton. For example, just for the two-week winter break, Kelly had somehow secured a fully furnished one-bedroom apartment here in a trendy section of San Francisco, and she had invited Pam to share it with her. I had been enjoying most of my winter escape with my parents back home, but I was dying to see Pam again, especially since I'd missed her birthday, and I had counted the days and even the hours before I could be on the flight that would take me to San Fran where I'd get the next 96-hours with my girlfriend. I assumed I'd be staying in the apartment with the girls, perhaps crashing on the floor, but I'd worry about that later. I had other things on my mind!

In what seemed like a blur of hugs and kisses and squeezes, I'd rung the buzzer, been let into the apartment, and thrown my bag somewhere, and the blur continued for sometime. Finally, both of us gasping for air, Pam and I broke our embrace to take a look at each other at last. I was clad casually in cargo pants, a loose button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and an old, worn leather jacket. Pam was barefoot in tight hip-hugger jeans and a wonderfully thin white tank-top hinting at the black bra beneath. She also wore a soft wool sweater to keep the chill of the night off, but with one side sliding down to expose a pretty alabaster shoulder and collar bone.

"Where's Kelly?" I asked, hoping only for one answer.

Pam smiled at me. "She's out for the night." Perfect answer.

I stepped toward her again, "So...hungry?"

"Mmm...only for you, baby."

When she was my arms again, her body became lithe and eager; she pressed solidly against me, pushing her pelvic bone directly against the erection that had formed in my pants almost as soon as I'd walked in the door. I responded greedily, groping and squeezing her ass and breasts and any other fleshy body parts I could find. As we sucked each others tongues and petted heavily right there in the middle of the living room, I couldn't help but let out a giddy chuckle. I had been under some silly old-fashioned romantic notion that our first love-making session would be slow in building up: candles, soft music, perhaps a bottle of wine....

No way, we were getting it on. NOW. As if to squash any remaining doubt in my mind—or hers for that matter—Pam suddenly pushed me backward into the corner of the oversized L-shaped couch. And there, standing over me with that huge and now seductive grin, Pam said, "You just sit and watch, big boy. And stay hard."

"Oh, that won't be a problem," I said, quickly shucking off my jacket.

I realized in that moment that some groovy music had been playing in the background and to its pulsating beat Pam began to strip down before me. First the sweater dropped to the hardwood floor, and this was quickly followed by the tank, peeled right up her skinny little body. Her small breasts were shielded by the tiny black bra. With a wink, Pam reached back and undid the clasp. It was to be a night of firsts, beginning with this one: I was now looking at Pam's boobs for the first time.

With only a twinge of guilt, I couldn't help but compare this moment to the first time I had seen my cousin Katy's boobs, about six months before. I couldn't help but compare because for the rest of my existence I would compare ANY woman's breasts to those of my cousin's. Why? Oh, dear reader, you just have to trust me: they were quite possibly the biggest most perfect breasts on the planet. They were the stuff of legends....

But I was NOT comparing Pam's much smaller titties negatively. No way. Pam was simply adorable, as were her breasts. They were just enough for a nice handhold, as pert as I had imagined, and neatly peaked by sharply protruding pretty pink nipples. I would very much enjoy sucking on those babies in a few minutes.

Pam, her inner vixen suddenly unleashed, gave her own nipples a nice pinch, groaning erotically at the sensation. She looked at me. "You like?"

"Oh, fuck yeah. I like!"

"Then I'll show you some more...but get those fucking pants off first. And that shirt."

Happy to follow orders, I quickly stripped off my shirt and wiggled out of my pants and socks. I was now sitting there showing off a nicely tented pair of boxers to my horny girlfriend.

"Ooo," she cooed. "That's nice. My boy's got a nice body. My turn to show off."

She turned her slender back to me and began to unbutton her jeans. I licked my lips, half-expecting to feel saliva running down my chin. Torturously slow, Pam began to gyrate her hips in small circles as she began to work the tight jeans down over her rear. As they came down, I took in the sight of one of the most perfectly proportioned asses I had ever encountered. Soft white firm flesh made up each cheek of that beautiful ass, the crack itself teasingly covered by skimpy black thong panties.

Pam glanced back at me, putting her finger to her mouth and giving me a playful "uh-oh" look. "Is this too much for my big boy? Should I stop?"

I gave my cock a squeeze through my boxers. "Baby, don't EVER stop!"

She grinned. "That's what I thought." And with that, she got her fingers into the strings at her hips and began to push downward, slowly, oh so fucking slowly, until at last, in glorious detail not three feet from my hungry eyes, my girlfriend Pam exposed her completely naked ass to me.

I swallowed, fighting to keep from jumping up and biting right into that ripe flesh. But I stayed right where I was. Pam had a plan, all of it worked out in her head to make this special for both of us, and I instinctively knew that for what was to transpire I was to obey her every command.

In time with the music, Pam bent over, rubbing her hands up her long, smooth thighs. In her position, I could see right between her legs to a perfectly shaved pelvic mound. My God, I could make out the swell of her labia, and I could swear, I could fucking swear, I saw a glint of moisture right along her slit. When she turned, I was able to confirm that my girlfriend was completely shaved down there. Her entire vaginal region was baby-smooth and ready to be consumed. I felt a swell of pride, honor and complete satisfaction for the fact that I would be the first man to enter that glorious zone.

Pam saw exactly where I was looking and looked down at herself as well. She said, as she traced a finger along her slit, "My big boy's been so patient, waiting for this...I can't wait to give it to you."

I swallowed again. "Pam...you're so beautiful."

She smiled, that wonderful grin, and slowly sank to her knees in front of me. "Thank you, Tom. I feel so comfortable doing this in front of you. It's so liberating." Then she began running her fingers up my thighs. "Now...let's see what's going to be inside me soon...."

She eased down the top of my boxers, and I shuffled my hips a little to help her progress. Presently, my cock was exposed to her, in the naked flesh, for the first time. Pam actually paused, and I watched as she blinked in what I could only describe as surprise. She finally said, "Oh...my fucking God, Tom...it's HUGE!"

I could only grin, proudly.

Pam finally got my boxers all the way off, and we were now 100% naked with each other. Reluctantly, and with almost holy reverence, Pam slowly and gently tried to put one hand around my shaft. Her fingers just barely touched once her hand was all the way around it. I moaned, as did Pam, who said, "Jesus, Tom...I sensed that you were big when I felt you through our clothes, but...you really ARE my big boy, aren't you?"

Again, I could only grin. It was quite difficult for me to form words at this moment.

Pam gave me a gentle stroke, and then another. Even this slight movement was enough to produce a couple small pumps of pre-cum that drizzled down from the head of my cock and onto one of her fingers. Pam leaned forward and gave the pre-cum a testing taste with her tongue, sending shivers up my spine. "Mmm," she said, licking her lips. "My first taste of boy. Oh, this is so exciting, Tom!"

"Oh yes...Pam." I felt drunk, stoned, completely out of my wits.

Pam got her other hand around my cock and stroked slowly, lovingly. "There are so many things I want to do with you, Tom. I want to suck you, taste you...I want you to suck me, and taste me! But first I must uphold my promise, I must give you my gift. Are you ready to receive my gift to you, Tom?"

"Yes. God yes!"

"You're surprised, aren't you, baby? You knew I was a virgin, but you didn't know I would make this so wonderfully kinky for you. How do you like it?"

I could only groan half-mumbled words. "Pam...oh please...."

That wonderful smile again. "Okay, let's see if we can do this. I have no idea how I'm going to fit that monster in me...but there's only one way to find out...."

She got up from her knees and made as if to straddle me. I had a feeling that this wasn't going to be the easiest position at first, but again, this woman was in charge right now. If she wanted her first penetration to be while she was on top, then so be it! But somehow, in the haze of lust that was consuming my entire being, I remembered that a certain degree of responsibility was called for. I reached over for my pants, to get at my wallet. I got it out and was feeling for the condom wrapper when Pam's hand gently stopped me.

"It's okay," she said softly. "Knowing that this day was coming, I went on the pill a few months ago. We'll be safe, and when I feel you inside me for the first time I want to feel ONLY you...every vein, every degree of heat from your flesh...."

And with that, Pam finally got up on her knees on the couch, straddling me. I placed my hands on her naked hips. Her flesh felt warm, but she had goose bumps. Was she nervous? Just cold? Probably both. But further logical thought was abandoned once I felt her lower herself gently along the length of my penis, pressing it into my own belly. With a seemingly practiced talent, Pam gently slid her pussy up and down along my length. I felt her vaginal lubrication oozing its moisture all over my cock and into her pussy lips. Jesus, once I was in there, I didn't think I'd be able to last that long.

Pam seemed to read my thoughts. She stroked her fingers in my hair, still sliding back and forth, getting us both wet and ready. "Baby," she said, "when it happens, I don't want you to worry about anything. If you cum quickly, it's okay. I understand. I don't know how long I'll be able to take your size in me the first time anyway."

I nodded, feeling relieved. It always seemed to be the case with me, the first time in a new pussy was always too much. It was no marathon. With time, however, with the other women, I was pretty proud at how long I could last....

Now Pam was raising herself up again, reaching down to grasp at my cock. She aimed it upward, touching the pre-cum-lathered head against the entrance to her wet pussy. She said, "We shouldn't have to worry about a mess, either. Four years on my high school gym team took care of that. There's no way a girl's hymen can last after the first couple of falls against the balance beam. So get ready, my sweet boy...here we go...."

Down, slowly, slowly down...Pam eased her weight down, and I began to feel the head of my cock squeeze tightly into her pussy. An inch, perhaps two...and then a pause. I looked up at Pam; she had her eyes squeezed tightly shut. Her teeth were clenched. My teeth were clenched, too, for that matter. I fought for control and waited, letting my girl take her own time, get used to the fill, the girth of my cock. It was exquisite.

"Oh, that's tight," she groaned softly. "Oh, my big boy...please be patient with me, oh please...." She eased down just a bit more, taking me about a third of the way in. She rose up a little to let the lubrication work its way around us, then gently back down again, back to that third, and then another pause. "Oh...it's so good, Tom. Just...really...really tight...thank you for being patient...oh, thank you, Tom...."

Patience had nothing to do with it. I had to fight every carnal fiber in my body from the urge to thrust my hips up and jam my cock right up to the hilt inside her tight cunt. I clutched tightly at her hips, hanging on for dear life.

"Okay," she panted, "a little more...just a little more...."


Tom's Torture Ch. 02



The other two men, as black and as menacing as Darryl, stepped forward...

Once again 18-year-old Pam's little naked blond-haired body was curled in a ball against my own nude form, but this time there was genuine fear overwhelming mere embarrassment. Nineteen-year-old Kelly, also naked and on my left, clutched tightly to me, but she was glaring up at Darryl with venom in her piercing eyes.

"Just stop, Darryl," she scowled. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

Darryl paused, now within arm's reach, staring down at us, towering over us. We were reclining on the big couch, but even if I were to stand to my full six feet, I knew Darryl would have a good five or six inches on me yet. My athletic 18-year-old physique tipped the scales at about 170 pounds, but Darryl, a man in his 30s, was clearly bigger and bulkier under his black leather jacket, and I put him at about 210, maybe 220 pounds. Behind him, his two black buddies, also in their late-20s or early-30s, were almost nearly as imposing, though one looked more or less my size.

Darryl said, "Bitch, I'm asking the same question. What the fuck are YOU doing?"

"None of your goddamned business. Get the fuck OUT of here!"

He merely grinned down at her, bright white teeth shining out from his dark skin. "I don't think so," he said. He let his eyes linger on the naked form of his on-again-off-again lover, then he looked at Pam, licking his lips. Finally, he turned to me. He said, "You gonna be trouble, boy?"

I did my best to at least maintain eye contact with him. There wasn't much else I could do. I was one man, naked and vulnerable, against three very tough looking brothers. Even if I were able to launch up and get a good strike at Darryl—his crotch was just within reach—the other two would be on me in a second. It would be over before it begun. Nevertheless, I was in pretty good shape myself. I'd made Lieutenant in the ROTC in high school, and my black belt in Hapkido could certainly come into play with this real live threat. Perhaps attacking them now was the last thing they'd expect....

Darryl again: "I said, are you gonna be any trouble?" To punctuate his question, he put his big hands on his hips, and in doing so he revealed the butt of a pistol tucked into his loose-fitting jeans.

No go.

It was no go. Three men AND a gun? I shook my head.

"Good. Smart answer, for a white boy." He glanced down at my crotch. My flaccid cock had fallen limply to one side, against my thigh, still slightly crusty with dried remnants of my semen and Pam's vaginal fluids. Darryl nodded, "Well, for a white boy, that ain't too bad of a package, I guess. Eh, boys?"

This last remark he had called over his shoulder with a laugh. The other guys laughed as well. I glanced at Pam; her big blue eyes, moist with tears, stared desperately into mine. I could only give her a reassuring squeeze, though who I was actually reassuring was another question. I turned to Kelly, and she whispered to me.

"I'm sorry."

I whispered back, squeezing her as well, "Not your fault."

Darryl whipped his head back toward us. "Shut the FUCK up!"

Kelly ignored him, "What the fuck do you want, Darryl?"

He smiled again. "A piece of the action, bitch. I wanna piece of this!"

He reached down and grabbed Kelly's ankle, jerking her toward him and off the couch so that she flopped onto the hardwood floor, her naked thigh slapping against it. Instinctively I sat up straight, reaching for Kelly, but the back of Darryl's hand caught me square in the side of the face, sending stars into my vision, flinging me back against Pam, who screamed.

"Shut up!" Darryl shouted at her. "Bobby, make sure the door's locked."

The shorter of the two other men, Bobby, crossed over and latched the door. The taller one, who's name I did not yet know, stayed where he was. He seemed to be slightly uncertain as to just what was going on here. I was wondering the same thing, and I wasn't liking any of the hypothetical scenarios playing out in my head.

Darryl turned to me. "You can see I ain't too slow, right? You try another move and I'll take you out, boy, plain and simple. You just sit tight and I may let you in on some of the fun. Fuck with me, and I take you out, period."

Pam began sobbing. Kelly cried out again, "Darryl, what are you doing? Just leave them alone. I'll go with you if you want. I swear!"

He kneeled down and pushed Kelly back against the foot of the couch. He maneuvered her into a position so that she was now sitting on her butt on the floor, her legs spread, knees up, back against the couch. Her beautiful fully shaved pussy was obscenely exposed to all three of these men, and Darryl was now kneeling between her legs.

He said, "I wanted you to go with me earlier, remember? I promised a lot of fun and a lot of presents for you in the VIP room if you let my boys get a little taste. You were into it for a while, weren't you?"

She stammered, "Darryl, we were fucking around, kidding. Teasing. I'm not a whore!"

"Oh, you're a ho now, bitch. You're MY ho now, and we're gonna finish what we started back at the club." He called over his shoulder, "Bobby!"

With a childish giggle for an adult, sounding like he was pulling off a college prank, Bobby came over to Darryl and already seemed to know what was about to go down. He also squatted down next to Kelly and locked his lustful gaze right at her cunt.

Darryl smacked the side of his head. "Not yet, Bobby, you get the blondie first. Get over there." He leaned forward and cupped a hand over Kelly's pussy. "This one's mine."

I had to pull my eyes from what Darryl was doing to Kelly because Bobby was now leaning over Pam, reaching for her. When he began to close his fingers around one of her arms, I could take no more. With my left hand, I struck hard and fast at a certain tender nerve on Bobby's forearm, and he jerked back, clutching at his temporarily useless hand. I then reached up to try and deflect the blow that was coming from Darryl, but I got it only half-right and still caught a glancing punch at the side of my head.

Kelly squirmed up and back onto the couch and quickly pulled my head to her naked chest, screaming, "Goddammit, Darryl, I said leave them alone! You fucking asshole!"

Darryl stood and drew the pistol, it was semi-automatic and lethal. "Okay," he said, "we're going to do this right." He jacked the slide on the pistol, cocking it, and pointed it right at me. "I am going to issue a few orders now, boy, and I swear on my mamma that if you pull one more little kung fu move like that or make ANY other attempt to resist, I'm gonna cap you right here. End of story."

To say that I was now glaring back at him like some action movie hero would be a clear lie. Through anger and masculine protectiveness for these two woman, I'd had enough adrenaline try what I'd tried. But now I had a seriously pissed off man pointing a gun at me with his thick finger on the hair trigger. Now I was fucking terrified.

"Please..."

The word was barely audible, and it actually took me a second to realize it was coming from Pam right next to me. She said again, "Please, Tom...don't fight him. I don't want to see you hurt."

Darryl commanded Kelly, "Let go of him! He doesn't get to taste your tits!"

Kelly relaxed her grip on me. I glanced into her eyes, then over to Pam, then back to Kelly, who nodded. "It's okay," she said softly. "Let's just get through this."

All I could do was lower my head and let out a sigh, defeated.

"There we go," Darryl was saying. "One big happy fuck fest now. Bobby, how's your arm?"

Bobby was opening and closing his fist, moving his arm up and down. He said, "Tingles a bit, but I'm all right. The fuck that boy do to me!"

"Never mind. We gonna give him a show now. You want that blond bitch to suck your cock?"

"Fuck yeah!"

"Then get your goddamned pants off, nigga, show the bitch what you got!"

Darryl kept the gun aimed at me, but everyone else looked over at Bobby, who quickly unbuckled his pants. They dropped to the floor right along with his boxer shorts, and there before us was a black man wearing a jacket and t-shirt, with his pants down around his ankles. His dark cock, rising slightly in arousal, swayed with his movements as he shuffled closer to us. He shed his jacket and shirt as he did so, and now there were four naked people in the room.

"Get in there," Darryl encouraged. "Get that bitch to make you hard."

Bobby had finally kicked off his shoes and pants, and with no shyness whatsoever he stepped right up to where Pam had but to lean forward on the couch to get a mouthful. I stared at his cock, filled with disgust, realizing that he was about to sodomize my girlfriend right in front of me. And if I wanted to do anything about it, I would be shot in the head for my efforts.

Bobby said, "Come on, little bitch. Get that mouth over here."

Pam looked up at the big black penis in front of her. Her eyes were wide and she seemed frozen in shock. Bobby reached forward to grab at her again. I shifted on the couch, but Darryl seemed to level the gun more in line with my skull so I backed down. Bobby got ahold of her and pulled her forward on the couch. Ignoring her whimpering, he laced his fingers in her soft blond hair, behind her head, and slowly pushed her face toward his crotch.

Kelly shouted angrily, "Goddammit, goddammit! Listen, if you want to get your cock sucked, bring it here. Don't make Pam do that."

Bobby paused with the head of his semi-erect cock barely an inch from Pam's lips. He looked over at Kelly, then at Darryl, expectantly. Darryl only shook his head, "No way, not till I've had my fun with her first. It's the blondie or your right hand in the bathroom, nigga. Make your choice."

Bobby merely shrugged at Kelly who sat back, saying "fuck" over and over.

With horror, I watched as Bobby resumed pressing against the back of Pam's head. With his free hand he lifted the head of his cock more in line with her pouting mouth. Just the anticipation of it all was getting him an erection already. As morbid as it sounded in my head, I silently hoped he would just shoot off quickly from the excitement and save her from too much agony.

Pam had squeezed her eyes closed tightly, but they opened again in shock when she felt Bobby's cock push against her lips. She stared down at it, cross-eyed. With one last sideways glance my way, I heard her mumble, "Sorry," and then, with a final sigh, she opened up and took about half of Bobby's erection into her mouth.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" Bobby called out.

Darryl grinned, "Oh, this is too good. Just too good." He released one hand from supporting the pistol to cup his crotch, adjusting his own growing erection.

For what seemed like several minutes, the only sound in the room was that of awkward slurping as Pam struggled to contain the huge piece of meat in her mouth. I couldn't help but notice that Bobby's dick was no bigger than mine when hard, and mine was big enough, so to an inexperienced cocksucker like Pam it must've felt like a fucking arm being shoved down her throat. Bobby didn't make it any easier, the way he bucked his hips forward now and then, trying to get deeper, banging into the back of Pam's throat. She began gagging, and copious amounts of sticky saliva dribbled down her chin, dripping onto her small breasts. Bobby's eyes rolled up in his head, he was in heaven.

Darryl said, "Tyrone, get over here and get a better look."

The other tall one who'd been watching from further back, whom I now knew was Tyrone, said, "That's okay, D-man. I can see just fine from here."

"Fuck that," said Darryl, "I need you to hold the gun so I can have some fun, too."

"Oh...okay." He moved closer to us.

I finally had to look away from Pam gagging over Bobby's cock. I looked over at Kelly, who was hugging herself, her feet drawn up to her naked butt. She was watching Pam, and she seemed to be transfixed by it, completely amazed by what was going on. After a moment she realized I was looking at her and she blinked at me, coming out of her trance.

"This is fucking insane," she said softly. It was strange, her tone was no longer heated with frustration. It was more like...fascination.

Darryl, handing the gun over to Tyrone, said, "Okay, bitch, your turn."

Kelly looked up at him, "What?"

He was already dropping his jacket to the floor, then kicking off his shoes. "You heard me. Watching Bobby get his rocks sucked off is too much for me. I gotta bust a nut, too." He started undoing his pants.

Every once and a while, Pam managed to pull her mouth all the way off of Bobby's cock, and though she still held the shaft in one hand, she got a chance to cough and spit a little. But one threatening look from Darryl and she was back on again, sucking away. I couldn't believe this.

Darryl was now stripped down, and I couldn't help but do a double-take when I saw the man's penis. Holy Christ. It was only half-hard, but it was a fucking monster. Like his height, Darryl also had at least a few inches on me in the cock category. I guess I shouldn't have expected anything less, but I certainly wasn't used to having this many exposed cocks around me outside of my old high community shower room—certainly none with erections!

To my amazement, Kelly was already leaning forward and reaching up for his shaft without being ordered to. She merely muttered, "Goddammit, Darryl," and then opened right up and began sucking. She closed her eyes and put some real work into it, as if she'd just decided to make it a good blowjob if she had to give one at all.

I took in my new setting: I was sitting between two naked chicks, both sucking huge cocks directly on either side of me. I too was naked but getting none of the action, only forced to watch. The other man watching—the only one wearing clothing now—was Tyrone, and he was the key to all of this happening because he now had the gun. Although he couldn't help but glance now and then at the live porno scene unfolding before him, he did a pretty good job of keeping the gun aimed at me.

"Oh, that's right," Darryl was saying, his words sounding thicker now. "That's what I'm talking about, bitch. You know you like it."

Her only reply came in the form of slurping sounds. Kelly began to jack his cock in sync to the bobbing of her head.

"Yeah...yeah...suck that, bitch." Darryl was really enjoying it, and now that he was fully erect I couldn't help but stare in wonder. It seemed like Kelly's mouth was completely stuffed to the point where the head of his cock was going to start jamming down her throat, yet there were still a number of inches exposed to the air, and Kelly's tiny little hand didn't even close around the shaft.

But Darryl wasn't letting that stop him. He said, "More to go, my little ho! More to go!" With that, he shoved his hips forward, and from Kelly's throat I heard a muffled scream of shock and pain and perhaps even a bit of disbelief as Darryl managed to get another couple of inches of his penis into her mouth. Kelly gagged loudly, half-choking. Her eyes bulged began watering, and I could swear she was just this short of vomiting.

Pam, for her part, was finally getting a handle on the cock in her mouth. She seemed to catch on to Kelly's instinct to give as good a blowjob as possible, to get the fucker to cum as quickly as possible so it could end. So Pam was now stroking her hand up and down quickly against the exposed part of Bobby's cock as her head bobbed furiously in almost perfect time with her hand. With a mixed sense of extreme jealousy and amazement I watched her reach up a free hand and start massaging Bobby's hairy black balls.

"Oh, that is SWEET!" he cried out.

Sucking, gagging, salivating, tears running down their eyes, the girls put on a valiant job of blowing these guys as quickly as they could to orgasm. I was surprised they were lasting this long. It would be a pretty erotic scene from the guy's point of view. In fact....

Oh shit.

"Look!" Darryl shouted, pointing down at me while jerking his hips back and forth in Kelly's face. "Our boy's getting off on this!"

Both Kelly and Pam slowed their sucking and turned their heads slightly in my direction. They both appeared amazed—as I was—that my cock had actually stirred. In fact, I was already about 75% erect. I guess the initial shock and fear and embarrassment had subsided enough so that the young, hormonally horny 18-year-old in me was poking its head out. Or up, that is, because that's exactly where the head of my cock was beginning to point.

I looked frantically at both of the girls. "I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed. I really did feel horrible about it. I was getting off on an act of rape.

Kelly managed to get her mouth off of Darryl's cock long enough to cough a couple of times and tell me breathlessly, "Okay...it's...okay, Tom. Not your...not your fault." She even took one of her hands and reached for mine, giving me a reassuring squeeze. But this moment was all too brief before Darryl was twisting her head around to get back on his dripping bazooka of a cock.

Well, that was Kelly, but what about Pam, the one who was my actual girlfriend? I turned to her, expecting to see an expression of anger and shock. Instead, she had also pulled her mouth off of Bobby's cock long enough to give me a sort of dejected little smile. She reached for my other hand and gave her own trembling squeeze. I realized in that moment that somehow we were going to get through this.

But not before it got worse.

Bobby had begun grunting and jerking his hips erratically, surely about to cum. This was going to be terrible. But suddenly Darryl pulled his cock out from Kelly's mouth, leaned over to Bobby and pushed back on his shoulder. "Not yet!" he shouted. "We gonna make this last."

Bobby pulled back, allowing Pam to collapse backward on the couch, reaching up to massage her sore jaw. "Aw, man!" Bobby explained, his hard-on bouncing. "I was so close, man!"

"It'll happen," Darryl said, "But we're gonna have a little more fun first. And look at this white boy. Hard as a motherfucking rock now, watching his two bitches blow a couple of niggas. You into some kinky shit, eh boy?"

I didn't answer. Didn't even look at him standing there with a tree trunk sticking out from his crotch. I reached for the two girls, touching their shoulders, letting them know I was there with them. They both instinctively leaned in toward me.

Darryl said, "Oh, that's so cute. A loving threesome. Okay, white boy, we gonna let you have some fun with this. Why not." He stroked his cock a couple of times, thinking. He said, "Okay, bitches, get down here on the floor, on your knees, and lean up on the couch so you're both facing your white boy's cock."

We all looked at him now, hesitating. Darryl grabbed the gun from Tyrone's hand, then waved it at us. "I ain't talking Chinese, bitches. Move!"

Slowly, both women slid their naked bodies to the floor, turning their backs to the black men and getting to their knees so they were now kneeling on either side of my thighs, pushing their asses back toward the men. Their small breasts hung down from their smooth chests. I noticed Kelly's nipples were quite hard. She was also staring at me, but somewhat absently, waiting for the next command, almost like she was resolved to let herself be used as they saw fit. Pam had her head bowed so I couldn't see her expression.

Darryl gave the gun back to Tyrone and said to him, "Okay, now Bobby and I are gonna get these bitches ready for some dark meat. You watch the white boy closely. If twitches anything other than that white pecker of his, shoot him. Ready Bobby?"

"Fuck yeah, D-man!"

"Then let's dive in."

The two men dropped to their knees. Bobby put his hand on one of Pam's ass cheeks, and her head shot up as if she'd received an electric shock. She looked at me with desperate eyes and then reached for my hand, clutching tightly. I mouthed again that I was sorry and she nodded with understanding.




Tom's Torture Ch. 02



Bobby grabbed his hard, dripping cock with his free and made as if to plunge right into Pam, but Darryl said, "Whoa, man, you hear what I just said? We gotta get the bitches ready. Get that tongue going, nigga."

"Oh, I gotcha," said Bobby. "This is gonna be fun!"

"Watch the white boy, Tyrone," Darryl reminded, then he leaned down and shoved his scruffy face right into Kelly's ass. She cried out in surprise and also reached a hand out to clutch at me. She missed my hand and got a grip on my upper thigh, just inches away from my cock which flinched at the near contact. Darryl seemed to have his face right up into Kelly's asshole, but it also appeared that he was lapping hungrily at her pussy. At first I thought Kelly was gyrating her hips around slightly, but that was Darryl pushing more deeply into her with his face. He let out a muffled moan of excitement.

Bobby, taking the cue, bent down and went to work himself, only he seemed to spare Pam's little puckered asshole as he maneuvered more directly onto her vagina. Pam kept her eyes on me for a moment longer, then closed them and winced at what was going on down there. After another moment, Bobby sat back up, smacking his lips.

"Aw man!" He turned and spat. "I think her pussy's full of cum, dude! I don't want to eat no sperm!"

Darryl leaned back, his face glistening with moisture. "So our white boy was there first. So what. There's your lube. Get on in there and fuck the bitch if you want, I don't care."

He dove back downward to Kelly's crotch, and she grunted when he connected. She was breathing carefully in and out, trying to be patient about what Darryl was doing. But every now and then her breath caught short or blasted out in a quick hiss. Either Darryl was biting or hurting her in some way, or the fucker was actually good at what he was doing, and Kelly was, like me, beginning to derive some kind of perverse pleasure from an abominable act. She kept her grip on my thigh, massaging it, kneading it.

I reached down and put my hand on hers. I did the same to Pam's as I looked beyond her pretty, tear-stained face, along her slender back and over her rounded ass to see Bobby at last grabbing and guiding his thick cock toward her opening. Her pussy and thighs were still slick with my semen, and I knew he'd manage to get into her quite easily, at least the first few inches.

Sure enough, when Pam cried out in shame and shock and surprise, it was clear that Bobby was now roughly and selfishly pushing his penis into her. An inch...two inches...three, four five...then back out again, then back in. He was making it happen, fucking her, raping her.

While I watched.

Kelly looked over at her and said, "It's okay, baby. It'll be over soon." She then turned further back and yelled directly at Bobby, "You hear that, you asshole? Get yourself off now. You know what she feels like, now cum already and get the fuck out of here!"

"Oh soon," Bobby grunted as he pushed back into Pam, "Soon enough, oh fuck this bitch is tight. Jesus, I'm sticking to little white blondies from now on, fuck!" He started pumping steadily now, able to fuck as fully and deeply into Pam now. She winced and grunted and whimpered as he moved back and forth.

Kelly looked up at me again and said something remarkable: "I wish it was you doing this to me." I stared at her in surprise, and if I wasn't quite fully erect before, I was fucking throbbing now! Darryl was continuing to lap furiously at Kelly's pussy, and the stimulation on her clit must've been reaching a breaking point, because the little Asian 19-year-old was now closing her eyes tightly and breathing heavily through lips formed into a little O shape. "Wish it was...wish it was you," she kept panting. "Wish it was you, Tom."

The only way I could make sense of it was one of two ways: either Kelly was actually getting off by the purely carnal kinkiness of the situation, or she was trying to fantasize her way through this ordeal in order to make it less traumatic. Perhaps both! The way she kept referring to me while Darryl ate her out seemed to indicate the latter. To say that I didn't want to be part of this girl's fantasies would be a lie, but this certainly wasn't how I'd envisioned it.

But further thoughts on Kelly had to be set aside, because something was happening to the other girl in the room. Pam was beginning to groan very, very loudly as Bobby picked up his pace. He was making strange, childish faces and seemed to be heading directly toward one hell of an orgasm. That was to be expected, but not the fact that Pam too seemed to be heading in that SAME direction!

"Oh God...oh GOD!" Pam screamed. "Oh fuck...oh my God no...I...I can't believe it...NO!"

And with that, she tucked her head down, squeezed her fists tightly and rode the tidal wave of an orgasm she had tried to resist but could not. Bobby thrusted one last time, deep into Pam, and I could almost feel the vibrations of his contracting prostate through Pam's body and then the couch as he blasted what had to be a gallon of semen deep into the young woman's womb.

Pam continued to scream out, and her loud voice was matched now by Kelly who had begun howling out her with her own devastating climax. It was incomprehensible, but it was happening. And both girls grabbed at me as they came, clutching at my thighs, my cock, my balls, any part of me they could reach. I held on to their wrists and maintained solid contact with them while they rode it out.

Bobby pulled his softening cock out of Pam's pussy, generating a wet slurping sound. Her cunt now oozed with the combined sperm of two men who had been very pent up and horny before exploding their balls into her belly. I looked down and could see the white fluid sliding down Pam's slim, trembling legs.

Pam was the one who'd gotten ahold of my cock during her climax, and as she squeezed it, she looked up at my and said, "I'm sorry...I couldn't help it...it's disgusting, I know...."

"It's okay," I replied softly. Just as I had been guilty about getting an erection while my girlfriend was getting raped before my eyes, Pam was obviously feeling terrible about having climaxed from this asshole's cock. But as morbid as it sounded, I knew it was probably better that she came: her body would better deal with the battering it had received. If she'd resisted, he would've still penetrated her, and if she'd been dry he could have seriously injured her.

To thank me for my understanding, Pam stroked the shaft of my cock a couple of times. I leaned back a little and relished the feeling, somehow able to ignore the three black men in the room for just a few seconds. But only a few seconds, because before long Darryl was finally backing his face off of Kelly's cunt.

He looked over at Pam's dripping cunt, then at Bobby who'd sunk to the floor, wasted. The man's cock was quite soft now, milky with cum. "Not bad," Darryl said with a nod. He looked at what Pam was doing to my cock. "Now that's a considerate girlfriend. Bitch gets rammed from behind by some black dude, and she still strokes her white boy's meat."

Kelly shifted her hand from my thigh to begin caressing my balls while Pam continued stroking my cock. She turned her head toward Darryl and said, "No matter what you do, Darryl, we still belong to Tom. So FUCK YOU!"

"Don't mind if I do," Darryl said, laughing. He shifted forward again on his knees and brought his massive cock in line with Kelly's cunt as she continued to lean forward on the couch. "Let's see how this fits, bitch."

He gave a shove, amazingly sinking half of that monster rod into Kelly on the first go. Her head whipped back around and I saw her eyes go wide with shock. She let out a shriek and threw her head back, sucking in a deep breath, because Darryl was already pulling out and diving in for another thrust. All Pam and I could do was watch helplessly as Darryl buried his penis deep within Kelly's sopping wet cunt. Several moments went by, and the only sounds were his grunts and her gasps, and the only movement was the shove of his hips and the rocking of her body.

Darryl gave Kelly's round ass a good couple of slaps. "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Fuck yeah!" He leaned forward and licked some sweat off her back, then said, "Go ahead, girls. Take care of your white boy if you want. In fact, I want to see that. Do it!"

Pam had paused with her hand on my cock, but she resumed stroking me when she caught Darryl's angry look. Kelly fumbled around a bit, still trying to coax her tiny body into absorbing the monstrosity pounding into her, but she finally got a light grasp of my balls again. I felt the pre-cum oozing profusely from the tip of my penis.

"No, no," Darryl said, now struggling to keep the tone of his voice even. "Get your faces in there, bitches. Pleasure that boy. Let him know how good you got it from a couple of brothers!"

Pam hesitated, but Kelly seemed to take this cue in perfect stride. Incredibly, she twisted her body around so that she could lower her head right onto my penis, and with what actually sounded like an honest-to-God gulp, she got most of my cock into her mouth and at the back of her throat in one try.

"Holy Christ!" I blurted, surprised at the suddenness of it. I had definitely enjoyed the brief amount of head I'd gotten from Pam earlier this evening, but the sweet girl was a mere novice to the way Kelly so expertly deep-throated me. I was enjoying it way, way too much. If only I could have had these two girls alone, without these motherfuckers taking advantage.

"Jesus, oh, Jesus!" I shouted as Kelly's tongue seemed to strangle my cock in her mouth.

"Yeah," Darryl said, smiling and still thrusting away inside Kelly. "We all are gonna see religion now." He called back over his shoulder. "Hey, Tyrone! You gonna get a piece of this or what?"

When I glanced at Tyrone I saw that at some point he had pulled his cock out through his zipper and had been stroking himself with one hand, keeping the gun steady—or mostly steady—with the other. He said, "What's that, D-man?"

"Don't sit there jerking when there's perfectly good pussy here, man! Give the gun to Bobby. Hey, Bobby, get the fuck up and take the piece."

"Wha...hmm?" Bobby roused from his trance: he'd been staring at the girls servicing my cock. "Okay, no problem." He shuffled to his feet, still quite naked, happy to let his semi-erect cum-coated cock flop around, dripping on the hardwood floor.

He took the gun from Tyrone, who quickly stripped down. We were now officially six completely clothing-free forms, knee-deep in fucking and sucking. Tyrone stepped toward us, looking unsure as to how to proceed.

Darryl pointed at Pam's ass. "There's your target, nigga."

Pam, who had been watching Kelly and helping keep her hair out of the way, looked back at Tyrone with real fear. Although not as big as Darryl, Tyrone's cock was definitely bigger than Bobby's. She began to shake her head. "No...no, please."

Kelly lifted her mouth off my cock to look at what was going on, her body still jerking slightly as Darryl kept up his own pumping pace.

Tyrone frowned down at the little blond girl, absently stroking his cock. "I don't know, man...awful lot of dudes' cum in there already...."

Darryl scoffed, "What're you fucking squeamish now, Tyrone? Just get some of that cum on your cock and—hold on, wait a sec." He had to pause in his instructions to turn back toward Kelly and steady himself by leaning forward, his hands on her hips.

Kelly was cumming again, squeezing her eyes shut and sucking in the air sharply. She had been trying not to scream out this time, but the way her body tensed it was clear she was climaxing big time.

"Easy there, girl!" Darryl said breathlessly. "Stop clenching up your pussy like that, you're gonna make me cum too soon. Easy now. Easy!"

He stopped thrusting into her, clutching tightly at her hips, letting Kelly ride out the orgasm. After a moment, it subsided and Darryl turned back to Tyrone as if nothing had happened. He said, "Just get some of that cum on your cock, lube it up and take her ass."

"No!" Pam shouted.

"Shut up!" Darryl bellowed. He nodded back at Tyrone. "Get on with it."

Pam looked pleadingly at Kelly and me. "Please," she said, "I don't think I can do that...not that!"

Kelly tried the only thing she could. She said, "Listen, leave my girl alone and you can have MY ass. I'll take both of you motherfuckers at once, just leave her alone!"

Darryl smiled at her. "Oh, I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you? But I don't think so. Don't need no other dude's balls slapping against mine while I'm trying to bust my own nut. No way. Tyrone, show that blond bitch how the plumbing works around here!"

"Oh, my god," Pam said, beginning to cry.

Kelly leaned over and reached for her face. It actually took her a couple of tries to do this because Darryl had started thrusting into her again, making her body jerk and vibrate with his pounding. But she finally got her hand on Pam's chin and said softly, "Listen...let's concentrate on Tom, just Tom. Focus on making him feel good and ignore the rest of your body. It'll be over soon."

Blinking away her tears, Pam finally nodded, then turned to me with a weak smile. "I'll only think of you, baby. I promise!"

I did my best to smile back. I was still quite hard, and soon both Pam and Kelly were now caressing my cock and balls again, each licking up and down my shaft, their tongues touching frequently. Again, if it could've only been the three of us, I would be in heaven. But I couldn't help but notice that Tyrone was on his knees now, aiming his prick at Pam's opening.

Pam's lips slipped off of my cock and she cried out when she felt Tyrone's cock sink deeply into the glorious region between her legs. He gave it a few strokes, exclaiming, "My God, what a fucking wet cunt!" But he was only in her pussy for a few thrusts before he pulled out and adjusted his now cum-lubed cock toward Pam's poor little puckered asshole.

Kelly saw what was about to happen and said, "Concentrate, Pammy. Just relax your body as much as you possibly can and concentrate on what you're doing to Tom. Trust me."

"Okay...."

The scene was surreal. I was getting a double-blowjob for the first time in my life, something that in an of itself would have been a monumental triumph for my manhood. But the girl to my left, while she sucked me, was getting pounded by a big black dude with a monster cock. The girl to my right was getting it right up the ass by another black dude who's cock was itself no small thing.

Although I could hear her whimpering and groaning, Pam was doing well in keeping Kelly's advice, and the two ladies began working in wonderful tandem now, glazing my entire penis and balls with thick warm saliva mixed with copious amounts of pre-cum that bubbled up from my urethra. Darryl was quickening his pace, watching the live porno in front of him. Tyrone had his eyes squeezed shut, barely able to maintain control since he was clearly squeezed very tightly into a previously virgin asshole. He definitely wouldn't last long.

Bobby, for his part, was working on his second erection of the night, stroking madly while keeping that fucking pistol at the ready. At this point in the carnal festivities I don't know who was exactly resisting anymore—certainly not me—but the gun was there and still dangerous nonetheless.

For a few minutes, no actual words were said, but the sounds—and smells—of sex permeated the air. I panned my lustful gaze from my left to my right: Darryl was thrusting deeply into Kelly's vagina, quickening his pace and grunting loudly while she moaned robustly. For her part, Kelly was energetically licking up and down my shaft, occasionally sucking the head of my penis in and out of her O-shaped mouth with a popping sound, all the while one of her hands was massaging my balls. Pam, wincing and grimacing to the butt-fucking she endured from Tyrone, did her best to keep up with Kelly, licking and sucking all available portions of my penis. Tyrone clutched tightly on her ass, sometimes slapping it, making her ass cheeks glow. And watching the whole scene was Bobby, masturbating like a teenager who's just snuck his first Playboy out of his dad's closet.

I felt my balls begin to tingle....

Darryl suddenly blurted, "Tyrone, lemme know...oh, fuck...lemme know when you're ready to pop! Let's blast these bitches in the face!"

"Fuck, man, I'm ready NOW! This ho's ass is just too fucking tight!"

"Do it then! Do it now!"

Both black men pulled out at once, causing the women to groan (disappointedly?) at the sudden vacancies in their respective orifices. Pam began to turn and look at what was coming her way, but Darryl barked another order.

"Keep sucking your white boy, bitch! We'll hose you down right now!"

As if with practiced coordination, the two men suddenly scooted forward, lining up their dark cocks with the heads and faces of the chicks sucking me off. The girls closed their eyes tightly in anticipation but never slowing their tempo. And with a few last pumps on their own cocks, the floodgates opened—and a flood it was! Multiple jets of thick, stinky semen launched from the black cocks and splashed heavily against the sides of the chicks' faces. They got blasted on their cheeks, their eyes, their noses, their hair...and they kept sucking as the jizm oozed and mingled down their lips and chins, coating my own stiff cock. I grimaced with mild disgust at the fact that the combined sperm of two men was coating my cock, but the furious fellatio of the two women easily replaced revulsion with relish.

After a couple more pumps, and their last squirts of semen, the two dudes collapsed to the floor, each sighing and laughing at their pleasurable relief.

And now it was my turn.

"Ladies...ladies!" I moaned loudly, trying to give them a warning. Ha! As if getting another face full of cum was going to matter at this stage! But the next series of events that happened—aside from my pending orgasm—was nothing short of remarkable, and it would forever cement my love and respect for both of these beautiful women.

Feeling the head of my cock begin to expand in her mouth, signaling my imminent orgasm, Kelly suddenly took her mouth off me and gasped at Pam, "Pump him! Pump furiously, Pammy! Make him cum hard!"

Pam blinked and squinted through the cum that glazed her face. "I'm trying!"

Kelly then turned to Bobby. "You ready to cum, too, big boy?"

Bobby's fist was a blur on his cock. He had been trying to time his orgasm to match the others, but it was taking him longer. The gun wavered in his other hand. He said, "Soon, goddammit, soon!"

Kelly smiled at him and gave him her most seductive look—which was quite easy to do with sperm dripping down her face. "I've got something that'll help you. Kneel down here, close to me and Pam...watch closely what we do to our man."

Bobby glanced at Darryl and Tyrone. They were both laying back on the floor, their eyes closed, breathing hard. He then shrugged and dropped to his knees, still gripping the gun in one hand, his cock in the other.

"Close," Kelly said. "Get in nice and close. Watch us suck this boy off at point-blank range. Then I'll suck you off myself, I promise!"

Bobby grinned and leaned in very close, his face now level with my balls, and he watched with wild abandon as the two girls clasped each other's hands around my glistening, throbbing cock.

Kelly turned to me. "Cum for me now, Tommy...make me proud with the jets that will squirt out of you! I need a lot of pressure, baby!"

"Yes!" I shouted. "Yes! Oh, fuck yes, here I cum!"

In that very next instant, as I felt my balls contract, Kelly quickly angled my shaft downward so that the head of my cock aimed directly at Bobby's face, and to his sudden and shocked surprise—mine too—my first thick ribbon of spunk launched nearly a foot straight out and splashed directly into Bobby's open mouth.




Tom's Torture Ch. 02



"Oh fuck!" he tried to shout, but the sperm gurgling in his mouth. He whipped his head back, gagging, as the second load from my throbbing cock blasted his neck and chest. In that same moment, while Pam continued to help me cum, Kelly had already let go of me and was pouncing on Bobby, straddling his naked body with hers and reaching for the gun. When he struggled, she kneed him directly in the groin, and in a fit of pain—made all the worse because he was fully erect—he spit his unwilling mouthful of cum into Kelly's face, but she ignored it as she finally got a grip on the pistol, wrenched it free from Bobby's grasp, then stood quickly, pointing the gun down.

"Get the fuck back!" she shouted.

I was just squirting my last blast of semen onto my belly, still unable to function as a human being, but now Pam was jumping up and as a team the two naked women quickly corralled the three shocked and terrified nude black dudes toward the far end of the room.

"Stay on the floor!" Kelly shouted. "Any of you even so much as raises a finger, my first shot goes into your crotch!

Darryl was shouting, "Bobby, you motherfucker! What the fuck did you do?" But Bobby was still spitting and wiping his mouth, his erection quite gone. It was now the three of them that lay heaped in a miserable, helpless trio.

I began to recover my wits, and I realized that I should probably get up and relieve Kelly of the gun, which I saw wavering in her hand. She had probably never even held a firearm before, but I'd had a bit of experience in the ROTC, as well as the occasional shooting excursions with my uncle and cousin.

But Kelly was still issuing orders, taking control of the situation, and despite all logic I couldn't help but notice and admire that she was quite mother naked, dripping with cum, yet confidently holding those three assholes at bay. She said, "Pam, get your clothes on, quickly. Tom, you do the same."

In a few moments, we had scrambled into our pants and shirts and shoes. In our haste, we didn't even bother with socks or underwear. Once dressed, I stepped over to take the gun from Kelly so she could do the same.

"Tom, shoot these motherfuckers a hundred times if they even look at you funny," she said, handing over the piece. I stared down the barrel at them, particularly at Darryl, pure hatred in both of our eyes. I was terrified of the possibility of actually having to pull the trigger, but I also knew without a doubt that I would do ANYTHING to protect the two women.

When Kelly was dressed, she stepped over next to me and barked a new order at the men: "Okay, all three of you, get in the bathroom!"

Darryl said, "C'mon, baby, we was just having fun! At least let us put our clothes back on."

"Fuck you! Get in the fucking bathroom...NOW!"

She made as if to grab the gun from me, which startled the men into standing and beginning to shuffle down the hallway. I could see why they followed the order; Kelly looked REALLY pissed. And sexy, once again wearing her little black cocktail dress, no underwear of course.

When the three big black naked men squeezed into the little bathroom, Kelly quickly shut the door. She stepped back into the living room with Pam and me. For a moment, we all looked at each other. Our common thought was clear: What now?

Pam whispered desperately, "Can't we just get OUT of here?"

Kelly nodded and looked at me. She kept her voice down too. "Yes, but what about those assholes?"

Pam said, "Shouldn't we call the police?"

Kelly shook her head, "We could, but I know Darryl's well connected. He could easily get a lawyer to twist the facts to suggest we were all in this together from the start, and things just got...out of hand."

I said, "Let's do both." They looked at me. I explained quietly, "Let's tell THEM that we're going to call the police, but then we get the fuck out of here."

Kelly and Pam both nodded agreement. I stepped a little closer to the bathroom door and shouted so the men inside could clearly hear me. "We're calling nine-one-one! We're going to sit here—with the gun—until the cops arrive. If I even see the knob on that bathroom door begin to move, I'll shoot right through the door, you understand?"

Silence.

"I SAID, do you understand!"

Finally a muffled voice, most likely Darryl's: "Yes."

"Good, now stay the fuck quiet. Don't be no trouble...boy."

I stepped back and looked at the women. Silently, we gathered only what personal items were immediately within reach: my overnight bag, jacket, Kelly's purse, Pam's purse. I picked up the phone near the couch and made as if to dial. After waiting a few seconds, I loudly and firmly explained what had happened and that we need the police ASAP. I listened to the dial tone and repeated my plea for a quick response. I then very, very gently set the phone back on its cradle and whispered to the women, "Let's go."

We got into Kelly's car, a little BMW 328, and I drove off in the first random direction I could find. For several minutes, no one said a thing. At one point, Kelly and Pam shared a box of tissues to try and wipe most of the obvious blobs of cum off their faces and necks. It was sticky on their skin, sticky in their hair.

Finally, Kelly said, "Up ahead is the W hotel. Let's go there." I looked at her. She went on, "We just need to get safe somewhere, to get cleaned up. And I'm afraid of going to a bad part of town. The W is upscale, it's perfect."

"It's expensive," Pam muttered.

Kelly said, "I've got the Amex from Daddy. We'll be fine."

So we pulled into valet of the luxury hotel in Downtown San Francisco, and out stepped three very disheveled teenagers. The well-paid valet and doormen knew well enough not to stare, and we entered the lobby without incident. At the desk, Kelly put on a bit of a show as if she were drunk, sort of playing off how we could all look so shitty. As she booked one of the nicer suites, the one male front desk agent there gave me a jealous stare—I was, after all, about to go to a room late at night with two sexy ladies.....

A few minutes later I dead-bolted the door to the room and we all three stood there, staring at one another in the entry way. Then, without saying anything, Pam turned and started walking toward the bathroom, stripping off her shirt along the way, letting it drop where it may. While I watched, Kelly turned to follow her, allowing the straps of her dress to drop off her shoulder so that she was fully naked by the time she stepped into the bathroom behind the disrobing Pam. They left the bathroom door wide open.

In a bit of a daze, I made my way into the bathroom too. Both girls were now naked. Pam was on the toilet, oblivious to anyone now, and urinating. She grimaced a couple of times, trying to squeeze out any last drop of semen she could from her vagina. Kelly stood next to her, caressing her head against her naked chest. She gave me a weak smile.

The bathroom of this suite was luxurious, with a huge whirlpool tub/shower combination, everything marble. I turned on the shower so that a nice warm flow blasted into the tub. I then began to disrobe. Now naked myself, I stepped over to where Pam and Kelly were finishing up by the toilet. Kelly and I both helped Pam, who was fading in and out with exhaustion, step into the tub. We sat on either side of her, and the three of us held one another tightly as the refreshingly warm water sprayed down on us.

It felt as if a good ten minutes went by before anyone stirred. I finally reached for the soap and shampoo, and as one quiet, tangled body of flesh, Kelly and I washed and soaped and rinsed Pam, then one another. Somehow the experience we'd just had had bonded us so that unconsciously none of us wanted to part company. In fact, it was like we HAD to remain touching, in continuous physical contact. It was sensual but not overtly erotic at first. In fact, it was beautiful.

But as we began to wash the soap and shampoo from our bodies, mine began to react. I was now between the two women as we all sat in the massive tub, naked and wet. I honestly hadn't even realized it, but as I caressed and cleaned the two women I had formed an erection. It wasn't until I saw Pam staring quietly down at my crotch that I realized what was happening.

I didn't want them to think I was doing this purely for sexual reasons. I truly and deeply loved these women now, and I wanted to be here to protect and cleanse them, be a man for them. So I said softly, "I'm sorry, Pam. Just ignore it."

She leaned over to my and kissed me gently. "It's okay, Tom."

Kelly leaned forward as well, kissing my neck. "You're wonderful, Tom. You too, Pam."

We all embraced again, our hearts swelling. But my penis was swelling, too, although I really did try to will the thing back down. It was no use, but then as Pam began to doze against my chest, Kelly reached down and began to slowly stroke my penis. She smiled at me and also closed her eyes, leaning against me as she pumped with just the right amount of pressure. After a few minutes I said, "I love you both," as I ejaculated.

Kelly rinsed the semen from my penis and her hand, and a few minutes later, we all got out of the tub, helped each other to dry off, then climbed into bed, grasping each other's nudity and warmth, and drifted off to sleep.



Tom's Torture



Down, down again, a little more, a very little more...and it now felt like we were about halfway there...yes, a glance down between us showed half my cock already gone inside her. Wonderful. Beautiful. She rose up again, and I knew the next drop would take even more in...just seconds now, there she goes...starting to lower ever so slowly down again, and then—

The door to the apartment flung open and a cheerful voice called out, "Watch out, Pam I'm—oh, my God! Wow!"

Pam and I froze in mid-fuck and whipped our heads around and there was Pam's roommate, Kelly, standing near the door, her hand still on the handle, a huge grin of surprise and excitement on her face as she stared at the two naked lovers. One second later, Pam whipped her body off me, causing my erection to flop out of her pussy and make a wet thwack against my belly, and she curled into kind of a ball against my side. I could only feebly drop my hands to my cock and balls, but there was no way I could completely hide my entire engorged member that way.

Kelly slammed the door shut and dropped her purse. She swayed a little, I could tell she'd been drinking. Despite being only 19, it clearly wasn't a problem for her to get into clubs and bars and get guys to buy any number of drinks she cared to consume.

She said, "Oh, Pammy, I'm so sorry! I thought you guys would be in the bedroom."

Pam's only response was to nuzzle her head into my shoulder, still overwhelmed with surprise and embarrassment. I could feel my own cheeks burn red with my own level of embarrassment, but I also realized that my penis hadn't softened in the least. And there, staring openly at it now, was Pam's roommate Kelly.

Kelly was Asian and carried many of the attributes typical to her racial background: smooth olive complexion, straight dark hair (long and in pig-tails at the moment), and seductively narrow eyes. She had a small nose, wide cheekbones, and a mouth that seemed to enjoy pouting childishly or with mischievousness. She was taller than the average Asian girl, perhaps five-foot-five, and she was very slender, giving the appearance that her lithe legs simply went on forever.

Tonight she was wearing a simple black shift of a dress, one that was barely held up by spaghetti straps and hung low, very low, across a pair of small but perfectly rounded breasts that never needed a bra to defy gravity on their own. The bottom of her skimpy dress seemed to stop at the very top of her thighs, flaring nicely at her muscular hips. I got the sense that if she would simply bend over a few degrees when facing away from me, I would very easily see the point where the bottom of her ass joined in a loving embrace above what I could only imagine was a wonderfully tight pussy.

In the few other times I'd encountered her before, Kelly was never one to stand on formality, and with an alcoholic buzz dissolving her inhibitions even further, she was now quite blunt: "Pammy, he's beautiful. My God, look at that cock!"

Pam's head finally shot up. "Kelly!"

"I'm sorry, honey, but just look at that thing!" Kelly shifted slightly on her four-inch stiletto heels, causing one of her spaghetti straps to drop down her shoulder, in turn causing her low-cut dress to drop even further, until I swear I could just barely begin to make out the top of her areolas. She made no move to fix her dress. Instead she licked her lips and murmured, "He's as big as one of my black boys."

"Oh my God!" Pam groaned, reburying her head in my shoulder. Instinctively, I raised and arm and put it around her, only then realizing that I'd just exposed more of my cock to Kelly's hungry gaze. Hmm...perhaps I...wanted to do this? Well, she was already seeing 98% of me. Might as well as give her the other couple of bits of flesh.

I dropped my other hand at my side.

Kelly's jaw dropped. "Oh, Pammy...you are soooooo lucky!"

Pam whimpered.

Kelly unabashedly approached us and dropped down on the couch next to me, on my left, opposite Pam whose naked form was balled up against me on my right. In this sitting position Kelly's insidiously short cocktail dress rode up to within what could only be a half-inch of exposing her crotch. As I automatically wondered if she was even wearing panties, I was suddenly fully aware of her immediate presence...her scent...her flesh as her knee inadvertently grazed against my leg. Interestingly enough, Kelly seemed to ignore my naked presence as she reached across me to stroke Pam's hair.

"I'm sooooo sorry," she said soothingly. "This was your special moment. This was your special gift to Tom. My timing is horrible."

Mumbling into my shoulder, Pam said, "You promised not to be home until after midnight!"

While listening to Pam, Kelly's gaze moved down my body, past my flat, muscular stomach, and right to my cock. I was still incredibly hard, pre-cum drizzling into my belly button. I was amazed that we were all sitting here like this, making no move to cover up. The tone was as if Kelly had accidentally walked in on Pam watching a movie, perfectly innocent. But it wasn't innocent! I had barely had half my cock inside my girlfriend for the first time, ready to take her virginity, but I couldn't quite declare victory. And goddammit I was fucking horny!

This was torture!

Kelly looked at me and winked, then put on a soothing face again for Pam. "I know, baby, I know. I had every intention of staying out...but Darryl was beginning to turn into an asshole. Well, an even bigger asshole than normal! Kept trying to show me off to his homies like I was some piece of meat, even suggesting that they should ALL get a taste of me. The nerve! So I walked out on the fucker!"

From my shoulder, Pam's muffled voice, "Okay...."

Kelly leaned further in, her face now only a couple of inches from mine, and she continued to stroke Pam's long, blond hair, curling it back behind her ear. She said, "I want you two to finish what you started, Pammy. Don't worry about me."

Pam's head raised a little. She glanced automatically down my body and managed to smile slightly at the fact that I was still quite erect. I glanced down her body, enjoying the fact that she too was still totally nude, totally sexy, and hopefully still as totally horny as I was.

Pam asked, "What're you going to do?"

Kelly grinned. "Just watch."

My cocked twitched.

Pam's brow furrowed. "Watch?"

Kelly leaned back, still grinning. Her movement caused the top of her dress to slide even further down, now completely exposing her right nipple. I couldn't help but notice this, of course, but when Kelly caught the direction of my gaze, she casually slid the top up a little and said with a giggle, "Easy, big boy, feast on your own girl's titties for now."

I was speechless. I don't think I could've spoken if I tried. My mouth was dry, my head spun. It was if even more blood was draining from my skull and down into my already painfully hard cock. I felt like I would literally explode if I didn't ejaculate in the next few minutes.

"Come on, Pammy," Kelly continued. "This is a beautiful moment. Enjoy it. I would be honored to be part of it."

Pam took on a puzzled look again. "Part of it?"

Kelly grinned again and raised her hands. "Don't worry, I'll keep my hands off." She glanced down at my dick again. "Well, I'll try to...."

"Kelly!"

"Okay, okay!" Kelly chuckled. "I promise, I'll stay out of the way. But you have, you have GOT to let me watch. Please, Pammy, pleeeeeeeease!"

She sounded like a little girl begging for another ride on the pony. Despite the situation, all three of us laughed, and things suddenly became strangely more comfortable. The initial shock of being walked in on during the act of intercourse had worn off, and a warmly erotic aura was beginning to take shape again. Pam slid her hand up and down my chest and abs, just allowing her hand to graze my dripping cock.

She said, "Is this okay for you, Tom?"

I tried to speak, "I...er...."

Kelly said, "Come on, Tom, it'll be fun! Really kinky!"

Pam leaned in and kissed my cheek. She said, "Kelly is my best friend on the planet. She's like my sister. Somehow I now feel a bit better knowing that she'll be here to see you sink yourself fully inside me."

"Jesus," I stammered. "How can a guy say no?"

Both girls giggled, "Hurray!" Pam gave me a tight hug around the neck and straddled me once more. Kelly climbed more fully on the couch, still quite close to us, and drew her knees up with her legs tucked under her so she could now face us directly. I got a momentary glimpse up Kelly's little dress, but it was deeply shadowed in there, couldn't tell if there were panties or just a really dark, thick bush.

My attention, however, was quickly diverted right back to the hot skinny blond who was once again lowering herself onto me. Instead of grabbing me by the shaft and guiding me in this time, Pam gyrated and angled her hips back and forth a couple of times until she'd maneuvered her pussy right against the head. She lowered her weight a little, and I began to feel a wonderful sensation of my cock squeezing slowly into a tight, wet opening.

When Kelly next spoke her voice sounded much louder, but this was because she was now leaning over, almost leveling her head with where my cock was sliding into Pam's pussy. "This is so beautiful, Pammy. You're actually going to do it. Your first man!"

Pam tried to turn her grimace of discomfort into a smile. "Thank you, Kel—whoops!"

I slipped out, my cock once again slapping against my belly. How I was going to endure this torture much longer was beyond me. But oh such exquisite pain!

Kelly said, "Oh, baby, let me help, please!" Before Pam could respond, Kelly reached right between us and grasped the shaft of my cock with an expert grip. Pam began to utter a protest, but Kelly put her other hand on Pam's shoulder, making soothing sounds. "It's okay, baby. Kelly's gonna help. This is all for you." Then she gave my cock a squeeze and said to me softly, "And for you, too, lucky boy."

In my haze of lust, I glanced over at Kelly again. Both spaghetti straps had now dropped off her thin shoulders, and both of her little breasts were quite fully exposed to me as the dress hung down. But Kelly only smiled at me before looking back down at her hand on my cock, determined to help her roommate fit it in.

Pam grunted breathlessly, "Fine...okay, Kel, just...just get it in me...now...please!"

"You got it, Pammy," Kelly responded. Still grasping me firmly with one hand, Kelly gently nudged Pam down with her other. "There you go, sweetie, slowly now...ease down on him. Get it in there...."

A couple of inches went in easily enough, and in another moment we were about a third in, and then that famous halfway mark. Here Pam froze again, biting her lip. She began to tremble.

"Oh, Tom," she whimpered. "So...big. So big...oh, Kelly, he's so big."

"He is," Kelly said in a gentle voice. "He's very big, and this is your first one, honey, so just try to absorb it. Sink down a little more...there go you...a little more...just let your pussy flex around his shaft. Don't clench up."

How I could keep from blasting my cum right then and there was a miracle for the history books. Here I was, not just taking a young woman's cherry for the first time, I was doing it with the aid of this woman's totally hot Asian roommate who was helping by personally guiding my cock into my girlfriend's pussy. And the talking, this completely erotic talking! Words could not describe my sense of pleasure in this moment.

Further and further my cock disappeared deeper and deeper into Pam's vagina. As Pam sank down onto me, Kelly's grasp loosened from a full tight grip to no more than a couple of fingers as there was less exposed shaft to hold. I started to realize that, at this point, there was no need for Kelly to hold me, I was quite deep enough inside Pam. But if Kelly wanted to keep her hand there, I sure the fuck was NOT going to protest.

In fact, as Pam was now almost fully impaled onto my penis, her crotch touched down against Kelly's hand, which flattened and then cupped around my balls, sending a new shudder of pleasure racing through my body. Kelly herself groaned in satisfaction when she sensed my reaction. Slowly, reluctantly, she slid her hand back, providing no further obstruction for the final plunge. When Kelly pulled her hand back, it glistened with the combined fluids of both Pam and myself. Staring right at me, Kelly licked at this hand.

"You're on your own now, kids," she said, licking her lips.

With a final intake of breath by both Pam and myself, my girlfriend finally dropped all of her weight on me, driving the last half-inch of cock fully into her tight pussy. We both groaned and clutched at each other, holding tight and allowing the moment to last. We heard Kelly cheer and clap. Pam turned to her, a tear running down her cheek.

"Thank you, Kelly," she said. "This is wonderful." She turned and caressed my face. "You, Tom...you are wonderful."

I managed a smile back. "This is...a wonderful gift, Pam...thank you."

Kelly sniffled back tears of her own. "This is so adorable, you two. It's so erotic and sexual and...beautiful!"

Pam smiled at me. "Let's see what we can do now."

Slowly up...slowly down...Pam began to move her body, taking me in and out of her with her gentle movements. It was sensational, just amazingly wonderful. I knew that my orgasm was about to burst beyond my control, and my instincts demanded that I match Pam's downward movements with strong upward thrusts, but I barely managed to regain control of my instincts, determined now to let the torture to last as long as possible.

I reached up and traced my fingers along Pam's breasts and nipples before grasping them fully. She sighed and moaned between grimaces. She assured me that she felt no pain; it was just very, very tight. I heard Kelly shifting on the couch again, and when I looked over I was shocked to see that she had allowed her dress to drop completely to her waist, exposing her entire naked upper torso to me. What's more, she was pulling the hem of the dress up, finally revealing to me that yes, she was wearing panties, but they were so incredibly skimpy that she merely had to push a thin piece of black material aside to expose the naked lips of her fully shaved pussy.

"I'm sorry," she was saying. "You just have to let me experience this pleasure with you."

When Pam saw what she was doing, she only smiled. "It's okay, Kelly...please pleasure yourself. Please share the gift that we are all enjoying."

Pam's sentence was hardly finished before Kelly had driven two or possibly even three fingers into her pussy, and she vigorously played with herself, watching through narrowed, lustful eyes as Pam and I continued fucking in front of her.

"Oh...oh, Pam," I moaned by way of warning. I was too close now. The point of no return was approaching.

Pam began panting more and more loudly. "It's okay, baby...it's okay. I think...yes, I think I'm...I think I'm going to cum too!" She sounded surprised. But it was a very pleasant surprise, and then she was shouting. "Oh, fuck yes! Tom! My first time with you...and I'm gonna...I'm gonna..."

Kelly shouted, her own moans of pleasure filling the room. "Yes, Pammy! Cum for him! Cum for Tom! I'm cumming too!"

Pam screamed out, "Yes! It's happening! Oh my God, it's so gooooooood!"

As tight as Pam already was, it suddenly felt as if a vice-grip had clamped down on my shaft, and this was the feeling of Pam cumming above me. And with Kelly's screams about her own orgasm splitting my eardrums, I finally felt my own balls erupt and blast forth a mother load of white hot semen, deep, ever so fucking deep into my beautiful girlfriend's womb.

Spasms...convulsions...screams of ecstasy. For several seconds we all succumbed with apoplectic pleasure as nervous systems became overwhelmed with pleasure. When I was able to open my eyes, I looked down to see my white sperm oozing out from Pam's pussy and around my cock and balls, for there was no way her little cunt could contain that much spunk at the same time as my cock. When I looked up at Pam she was smiling down at me, her face now shiny with sweat. Still breathless, she mouthed "Thank you" to me, and I leaned up to kiss her nose before sinking back.

Pam allowed her body to drop completely onto me. My cock was still fairly rigid in its post-orgasmic state, and it remained fully impaled within Pam's cunt. She put her head on my chest and we both turned to watch Kelly, who'd leaned back against the armrest of the couch. Her legs were spread, and we could both see right up to where her wet pussy dripped with her own lubrication. Christ, what a sexy sight.

Sensing the attention on her, Kelly allowed her eyes to flutter open, and she raised her head toward us. She grinned. "Hi, guys." We grinned back at her. She looked down at her own body. "Shit, I should take this dress off before completely I ruin it." She sat up and wiggled out of the thing before carefully folding it once and setting it on a side table. I studied her long slender body. It was flawless. Just amazing skin, wonderfully proportioned. Her breasts protruded sharply outward, no matter what direction she was facing, up or down, and her nipples seemed perpetually hard. I continued to stare as Kelly flicked at one of the strings of her flimsy panties. She said, "These are pretty useless now too, aren't they?" In seconds, they were off as well, and there were now officially three 100% naked people on the couch.

Pam shifted slightly, wincing as she did so. "I'm sorry, Tom," she said. "It's...beginning to hurt a little now."

"Oh, I'm sorry," I said, coming to my senses. I helped lift her gently as she worked her hips off of mine, and for the third time that night we all heard the sound of my cock slapping against my stomach.

"You're still kinda hard," Kelly said. "Impressive."

Despite what we'd all just been through, I blushed. "Thanks."

Pam scooted back over into the corner of the couch, pulling me to her. She seemed to ponder something for a moment, glancing between Kelly and me a couple of times. But finally she reached a hand out and beckoned Kelly to us. In the next moment, I found myself relaxing on the huge couch with my arm around Pam on my right, and Kelly on my left. For their part, they both turned in toward me, each symmetrically sliding a leg up my thighs until their knees almost touched on either side of my now semi-flaccid cock. For my part, I'd managed to allow my hands to rest gently on one breast of each girl. Priceless.

In a now sleepy voice, Kelly asked, "So, Pammy...how was your first time?"

"Wonderful," Pam replied, her tone equally drowsy. "Just wonderful. I love the feeling of Tom's cum squishing inside me, keeping my thighs wet."

"Well," Kelly said, "when you're ready for more, just let me know. I still need to show you how to suck a man's cock!"

Pam giggled as she began to doze. "Oh...I can't wait...."

"Neither can I," I finally said, and the two girls tightened their embraces around me. With such powerful orgasms having flowed through us, it was easy and even quite relaxing to doze off with them. In fact, we must have all fallen quite deeply asleep, at least for a short time, because when we woke up, something was very, very different in the room.

I opened my eyes to see a very tall black man standing over the three of us, looking quite sinister. I felt Kelly jerk sharply in shock as she gasped, "Darryl!"

This in and of itself was scary enough, but what made it all the worse was that just behind Darryl, a little further across the room, two more men were also standing, staring at us. Pam, Kelly and I could only lay there, utterly naked and completely vulnerable.




Tom's Torture



Darryl licked his lips and smiled. "So, Kelly...I offer to share you with my boys and you run out on me...to this!"

Kelly swallowed. "Darryl, I—"

"Shut the fuck up, bitch!" Darryl scowled. But his expression softened again as he pondered us for a moment. He smiled again, "See here, boys...looks like my bitch has already been loosened up a bit by this little white boy. But now it's a brother's turn to have a little fun...and we got ourselves a little blond piece of candy for dessert."

The other two men, as black and as menacing as Darryl, stepped forward...