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Patricia's Gauntlet Ch. 01

By: Stardog Champion



By the time the third pot of coffee had made it's way around the fourth floor Marketing offices of Ledtech Medical Software Inc., the four women inhabiting the crowded work space were finally focused enough to get on with the day's work. The fact that each of them had just endured the same soggy and cold early November morning commute didn't help their collective moods in the least.

"At least we're all here on time," Patricia Kinney proudly chirped between sips of her Maxwell House. "Our department has the best attendance and performance marks in the whole Memphis branch."

"Yeah...so what," the youngest and easily most boisterous of the group, Tamara Rizzoti, interrupted.

"It won't get us a better room while we're down in Tampa at the Conference next weekend will it?" the 24 year old full blooded Italian spitfire added.

"They'll probably give our department a nice plaque at next year's company picnic or something," Patricia cracked in return, admiring Tamara's energy and full bore take on things. "Research and Development gets all the Conference perks and the best setups down there."

"Yep...they're the ones with multiple degrees...and its their ideas we're selling...we're pretty much replaceable," Sarah Miller, the de facto Mother figure of the group, subtly interjected.

Sarah had given up her career 19 years earlier after getting married and having twins, but with both of them off to college, the tuition payments combined with a second mortgage, she had decided to dive back into the professional world. Having been a mother figure and family caretaker for that long however, it humored the other three women in the office just how doting and active Sarah tried to be in their lives.

The fourth member of the group, the one Patricia had the most respect and admiration for, was a 27 year old single Mother named Renee Bellows. Like Patricia, Renee was the only other girl in the group that had been through a divorce and there was a definite kinship between the two, knowing what it took to pull themselves out of that life altering rut.

One of the traits Patricia was especially envious of Renee was her ability to sit and patiently listen to a conversation, dissect it and then come out of nowhere with a clever quip or sensical statement of clarity to put everything in perspective.

"She should be the one running this place," Patricia often caught herself thinking when the burdens of being the interim manager of the department began to wear her down.

Not that Patricia didn't enjoy the step up on the corporate ladder, and the bump in salary that went with it, the problem was in how fast it had came about. Only 29, she envisioned herself stepping into the limelight by the time she was maybe 35, not cast into it less than three years after she joined the company.

Eight months into the elevated position, after the original manager of the department had been sidelined with his second heart attack, Patricia could clearly see how a person could succumb to the stress that came with the responsibility of the job. Still, the position and all the accolades that went with it was something she had earned and she knew if she could string together a couple more years of quality service, she'd be able to write her ticket anywhere she wanted.

Twice divorced, the first time when she was 20 to her high school sweetheart who had promised her the world only to discover that she wasn't at all crazy about his view of that world and her place in it, and the second to an older man who had, on one hand, been the stabilizing panacea to the first marriage but in the end she felt helpless, bored and unchallenged living as the old fashioned and docile wife that her second husband had expected her to be.

Four years after those second divorce papers were signed and sealed, the subsequent confidence, knowledge, and life enriching enlightenment that came from seeking her own niche in the world had served Patricia well and presented itself as a wonderful model to her friends and co-workers as they struggled to find a foothold in life as well.

"You know who's gonna be down at the Tampa conference too... don't you Pat?" Tamara snidely broke the silence of the room.

"Who?" Patricia looked up from her computer screen.

The two relative veterans of the office, Tamara and Renee, each snickered slightly from their boss' response.

"Will," Tamara smugly insinuated, causing Renee to smile and laugh out loud at her desk.

"Who's Will?" Sarah interjected with baited curiosity.

"Oh...that's right," Tamara salaciously drooled. "You weren't here for the last conference were you Sarah...Our willing and faithful leader over there has a one-man fanclub named Will down at the Charleston office."

All three women's eyes brightened and locked like laser pointers onto Patricia as she shook her head at her desk.

"More like a one man nuisance club," Patricia coughed, clearly wanting to divest herself from the conversation.

"What's he a jerk?" Sarah interrogated.

"Yeah...he's a jerk," Tamara howled. "But he's a fucking God!! Muscles on top of muscles... really short jet black hair...tall.....a face like the boy next door with a strippers body...and...."

"...and what?" Sarah begged to know.

"....and well...he's just got this gleam in his eyes and this tone in his voice that he knows how to use ...it," Tamara giggled, now twirling her fingers through long curly hair as if what she was picturing inside of her mind's eye was starting to turn her on.

"...Oh ...I get it," Sarah replied, staring to blush just a bit as the veiled content of what Tamara was trying to imply sunk in. " And he's got the hots for you Patricia...what's wrong with that?"

"You've been married too long," Patricia laughed. "I've been single again going on almost 5 years...every single guy that I meet thinks he's God's Gift...Will's just another guy who's looking for a notch on his bedpost."

"He could pin me up on his bedpost anytime," Tamara replied with saucy effervescence.

"Then why didn't you go after him Tamara?" Sarah quizzed.

"SHE DID...Guys like Will don't like the easy kill," Renee finally spoke up. "He likes to go after the biggest challenge in the room and if he fails at that then he just works his way down the food chain...when he sees somebody like Tamara here fawning all over him...he knows he can always get her as a last resort...and Miss Bosslady here told Loverboy Will "No Thank You" enough times last trip down to totally drive him insane."

"So Renee...would you do him?" Sarah pointedly asked, the word 'do' sounding slightly unusual coming out of her normally buttoned down and proper mouth.

"Humm...,' Renee replied honestly. 

"I don't know...I guess a girl could certainly do worse than Will," Renee continued before staring back at Patricia and breaking into sarcasm. "But I don't steal other women's men!"

Which, in turn, elicited a wry smile and extended middle finger from her boss in the process.

* * * * * *

The flight from Memphis down to Tampa had thankfully been uneventful. Patricia had been lucky enough, in fact, not to have anyone seated to her left or right for the whole trip down, giving her ample room to spread out and read two novels she had been neglecting as well as a chance to study the sketched down notes she had made for the two speeches she was scheduled to present at the conference.

Occasionally during the flight, Patricia would steal a glance at the other passengers flying coach, the company had been too cheap to spring for First Class.

In the process of looking around, Patricia couldn't help but be a little envious of Tamara's energy. Seated across the aisle, one seat up to her right, Patricia watched as Tamara bounced around in her seat, humoring an older business man who had the fortunate luck to be stuck next to Tamara for the whole flight to Tampa.

Not that the gentleman seemed to mind being placed next to a very good looking girl that was easily half his age, but it was clear from the expression on his face, and his inability to get a word in edgewise, that he was just a plaything for Tamara to pass the time with. 

After seeing the gold band encircling his finger on the way back from the bathroom earlier, Patricia couldn't help but wonder what the gentleman's wife would think when she smelt the residue from Tamara's perfume when she picked him up at the airport, that would be after he stopped at the Airport concession stand, of course, to pick up a package of aspirin from the surefire headache Tamara was currently giving him. 

For all of Tamara's obnoxiousness at times, Patricia did adore her nonstop spunk and inquisitiveness. Often times at the office when Patricia's vigor would be waning , all she had to do was look over at Tamara buzzing around the office like a butterfly on crack to get her own second wind. Patricia just knew the men in Tamara's life must have felt like they had been run over by a steamroller after she had finished with them.

Having been on the big-boned side of healthy her whole life, Patricia was also jealous of Tamara's compact stature. The type of girl that could eat one of everything at the buffet and still lose 5 pounds in the process, Tamara always seemed to have a new man in her life, whether it was because none of them could ever seem to keep up with her or she simply tired of them and constantly needed a new challenge, was still a debate that raged inside of Patricia's head.

Sarah, on the other hand, was the complete opposite of Tamara.

Casting a friendly smile back towards Sarah as she sat in the seat behind Tamara, Patricia could see her 43 year old married coworker was just as amused with the antics going on in front of her as she was.

Rather than jumping from one failed relationship to another, as many of Patricia's cohorts had, she especially admired and was more than a little jealous at how easy things seemed for Sarah. She had met the man of her dreams while she was in college, married him and even though she had a marketing degree when she left the University of Tennessee, she gladly gave up her career for the time being when her doctor informed her she was carrying twin boys.

With her two kids off to college now, Sarah kept that long made promise to herself that when the time was right, she would return back to work. It did gnaw at Patricia, as it would any sane and feeling person, how she could have meandered her way through two failed marriages when someone else clicked immediately with their chosen mate as Sarah had with her husband.

Deep down Patricia knew everything wasn't as rosy as it appeared with Sarah and her homelife, but it was certainly more stable and fulfilling than anything she ever experienced.

"What did you say at the office the other day?" Patricia asked across the aisle. "This trip is the first time you and your husband have been apart for more than one night at a time ...in 20 years?"

"Yep," Sarah half giggled as she flipped through a back issue of Redbook. "Larry's playing golf all weekend anyway...I don't really think he's gonna miss me all that much."

"I don't know...a four iron doesn't keep you that warm at night!" Patricia quipped.

Turning her attention to the third member of her group, Renee, Patricia sensed from day one the curvaceous 27 year old natural blonde was a completely different animal than most women she had ever met.

A model, in fact, while she had been in her early teens, Renee had been born to a pageant Mom and her big claim to fame was being in a series of local tv commercials when she was 14, for a couple of the car dealers in the Memphis area. In many ways however, Renee had fallen into some of the same early relationship traps Patricia had. Getting married her Freshman year of college to her high school sweetheart, after she had found out she was pregnant, Renee was forced to quit school for a while and not long after her Daughter was born, the piece of trash she had married was shacking up with another woman.

Renee's first instinct was to take him back, but she had found a reservoir of courage and perseverance she didn't know she had and filed for divorce, in the end never seeing one red cent from her Ex while she raised her now 9 year old little girl.

Thanks to a lot of help from her family, Renee was able to stay on her feet and when Jeneene, her Daughter, was old enough to start preschool, Renee went back and finished her college degree and started at LedTech about a year after Patricia had.

Even though Renee had maintained her model-like looks facially, the subsequent effects of having a baby had subtly filled out her figure, giving her what one guy so aptly, and crudely, described when he had drunkenly tried to come on to her at a bar one night while she was out with the girls as, "A body built for the bedroom!"

Renee could have had her choice of almost any man in the room but Patricia especially adored Reene's ability to often stay above it all, picking and choosing very carefully the men she would even give the time of day to without being outwardly snobbish, in the least, in the process.

* * * * * 

The first two days of the visit to Tampa had been pleasantly uneventful for Patricia and her companions. Having gotten her two main presentations out of the way, Patricia was finally able to let her hair down a little a head out with her three friends for a girls' night on the town.

The four women had hopscotched several of the clubs on Tampa's waterfront and Tamara, Renee and Patricia had all gotten quite buzzed as 11 o'clock approached. Sarah, by the grace of God, wasn't a big drinker and had agreed to be the designated driver for the evening, chauffeuring her comrades around in their rental car, thus saving a ton of money they would have wasted on a cab.

The fifth establishment they had ended up in was thankfully in the lobby of the Marriot where they were staying. After several long days of boring speeches and non stop chitchat, the energy level of three of the four women was steadily beginning to ebb. Tamara naturally was still buzzing around a mile a minute.

Deciding to take an empty booth along the back wall of the club, Renee and Patricia sat down and ordered a drink while Tamara and Sarah disappeared together in search of a restroom.

"Where's Tamara?" Renee asked when Sarah returned to the table without the youngest of the group.

"Oh...I think she's big enough to look after herself...the last I saw of her she was making her way up to the bar...for God knows only what," Sarah deadpanned before taking a seat.

When Patricia looked up through the dimly lit room in search of Tamara, her stomach turned when she saw the one person she really didn't want to see, walking towards their table right beside Tamara.

"Will?," Renee gushed upon seeing the look of trepidation in Patricia's glassy eyes.

"This is the last thing I need to deal with...and we were having such a good time...two whole days without a trace of him...and now this," Patricia mumbled before savagely snuffing out the remnants of one cigarette and lighting another.

"Hi Patricia," Will smiled broadly. "Didn't even know you had made the trip down this time until I bumped into......,"

"Tamara," Tamara filled in the blank for the slightly inebriated man she had ferreted over to the table.

"Yeah...when I bumped into Tamara over by the bar...I thought I'd just come over and see you," Will beamed between sips of his draft beer.

"Thanks a lot Tamara," Patricia internally burned.

"Well 'Hi' to you too Will," Patricia curtly replied, wanting to leave the conversation right there.

"I put a request in with the DJ a few seconds ago...he's gonna play a song for me ...I'd love it if you came up and danced with me," Will offered, making searing eye contact with Patricia seated below.

"Oh...I don't know...I'm beat," Patricia replied honestly, quickly declining the offer. "Why don't you go out there with him Tamara...you've got all the energy tonight...and besides Will...she's the best dancer of all of us... by far."

Before Will could even object, Tamara eagerly dug her fingernails into his wrist and briskly tugged him out onto the dance floor.

"Phew...that was creative," Sarah laughed. "I really don't see why your so quick to turn him down though Patricia...he is pretty good looking...and he seems pretty damn determined too."

"And just look at how good he moves out there on the dance floor Patricia," Renee added, continuing with the teasing Sarah had started.

When Tamara stayed out on the dance floor for a second go around with Will, Patricia was sure she had finally gotten him off her back. 

It was too good to be true however.

When the couple finally returned to the booth, both Will and Tamara were covered in a glaze of sweat from the humid surroundings.

Giving Tamara a soft peck on the cheek as if to say "Thanks for the dance...now get lost", Will sneaked into the open seat beside Patricia and got close enough so that only she could hear his voice over the roar of the club's sound system.

"So...are you ready to dance now?" Will anxiously demanded.

"What...you mean she's not enough for ya," Patricia shock her head in amazement.

"Tamara...she seems like quite a handful ...Hell...all of you girls seem like quite a handful...but its you I want Patricia," Will cockily whispered.

Having Will that close to her for the first time, Patricia felt guilty, to the point of almost being sick, that a tingling and lasting jolt of arousal had slithered up her spine.

"I don't think you could handle Tamara," Patricia sniped back with as much bravado as she could muster. "I bet you can't handle your women any better than you can handle your alcohol!"

Will lazily swiveled his head to the side as if he was sizing up Tamara and then cast his confident gaze back to Patricia's waiting eyes.

"I could have her anytime...and ...anyway...that I wanted," he soberly surmised.

Flushed, Patricia was at a loss as Renee, Sarah and Tamara looked on from across the table, wondering what the private conversation between Will and their boss was all about.

"So...Patricia...are we going to get together on this trip or not?" Will asked with brazen nonchalance.

Several moments of anguished tension dragged out for Patricia, hating like Hell the helpless feeling that had overtaken her. If it would have been up to the 90% of her body from the neck down, she would have taken another sip of her drink for courage and asked Will how soon they could get up to his room.

Even as her libido stewed, Patricia was able to maintain her bearings until she came up with another way to take the power back from unrelenting stud seducing her.

Leaning over, Patricia cupped her hand to Will's ear and felt his body rumble with unease beside her when she made her spontaneous and truly not well thought out counteroffer.

* * * * *

Thirty minutes later, all four women had retreated upstairs to the room Patricia and Tamara were sharing for a light nightcap before everyone went to get some sleep for the early flight home the next morning.

The only one sober enough to notice such things, Sarah, could tell that something was suddenly troubling Patricia on the ride up the elevator and subsequent few minutes back in the hotel suite. She just assumed the ordeal Patricia had been put through with Will down at the bar was still weighing on her, not to mention the exhaustion two long days of work and one long night of drinking had taken.

Still, there was something about the far away and distant look in her boss' dark brown eyes, and the way she kept blankly staring at Tamara as if she had something to say to the young girl but just couldn't find the right words and or moment to do it.

* * * * *

Will was extremely lucky he was alone in the elevator for the entire ride up to the floor where the women had their rooms. If someone else had been there to share the ride, they most certainly would have called security first chance they got to report a tall and rather well built gentleman continually talking gibberish to himself as he took the ride to the 8th floor.


Patricia's Gauntlet Ch. 01



The offer Patricia had made when she whispered into his ear minutes earlier down at the bar simply had to be a drunken bluff. That was all there was to it. For a woman to tell a man that she would sleep with him, but only under one condition, that condition being he had to sleep with her friend first and if, and only if, he got that friend off, meaning Tamara, would she, meaning Patricia, finally agree to sleep with him.

The punishment for losing the bet didn't sound all that bad either even though the specter of losing any sort of bet when it was tied to his sexual prowess made Will extremely uncomfortable. If he 'won' the bet and brought Tamara to orgasm, he would finally get to do what he wanted since the first time Patricia had refused his advances at the last conference, to ram his pride and joy deep inside of her and claim Patricia's womanhood as his for that one night. If for some reason he 'lost' the bet however and Tamara proved to be too much for him to handle, he would have to simply find a way to orally pleasure Patricia for as long as she demanded, selfishly allowing herself a good time at his expense, leaving Will never to know just how good it would feel to take the ultimate plunge with the object of his desire.

"All this shit is just a drunk bluff...a freakin' fuckin' drunk bluff," Will babbled over and over to himself as he navigated the corridor to the room Patricia gave him the number to.

Finally reaching #821, Will stopped dead in his tracks and spent a few moments composing himself before knocking. 

* * * * *

For a woman who had long prided herself on rational and prudent behavior, for the first time in a very long time Patricia felt as if her mouth, and other parts of her, had written a check that her ass couldn't cash.

Her uneasiness combined with the hazing effects of the alcohol, until it felt as if everything was happening in slow motion around her.

Patricia knew she had to somehow find a way to tell Tamara about the flippant offer she had made Will down at the bar, but she simply couldn't move.

"Hell...I probably overloaded his circuits anyway," a sliver of a confident voice tried rising above the constant din inside her head. "He's just a like any other good looking blowhard...you play hardball with him and he just can't take the..."

The sudden echo of a knock at the door broke any stream of conscious thought Patricia would have for the next few moments.

"OHH...SHIT," Patricia blurted out, the other 3 voices in the room now chattering as they each wondered aloud who was at the door at that late hour.

Her brain feeling as if it had been placed into a vat of boiling grease, Patricia's first inclination was to jump up and run Tamara back to the bathroom, out of the way, so she could explain the situation she had haphazardly created.

Patricia realized that option wasn't feasible when Sarah jumped up and made a beeline for the door.

"I'll get it," the oldest of the bunch said with a hushed whisper, never knowing just how seriously her friend and boss, Patricia, was thinking about tripping her on the way by so she couldn't let Will in.

"I didn't think you'll were gonna answer," Will smugly smiled as the four women stared strangely at him in the doorway.

"I...ah...I...ah...I invited him up," Patricia tried to explain, giving Sarah enough of an impetus to step aside and allow Will in.

"Hi," Will stammered, instantly noticing the blank look on each of the women's faces.

Turning his gaze to Patricia, he could see the look of unbridled helplessness in her eyes and body language. Casting a quick peek across the room to a confused Tamara, Will could instantly tell Patricia hadn't informed her friend of her little offer downstairs.

"I knew she was just leading me on," Will thought to himself, trying to think of a way now to politely excuse himself from the awkwardness.

As he turned his disappointed gaze back to Patricia however, he saw something from her that he had never imagined, a crack, albeit small, in her wall of self control. Allowing his line of sight to then slowly drift across every woman in the room, Will felt something brim inside of him that he couldn't quiet define but could fully comprehend.

"So...I take it you haven't filled your friend in on our little deal," Will's eyes insinuated with silent but vivid clarity to Patricia, causing the leader of the group to momentarily bow her eyes in shameful acknowledgment.

"Some fine can of shit you've opened up now," Patricia berated herself. "All you wanted to do was lead him along a little...play with his head...I guess the worse, or best, thing you thought would happen would be if him and Tamara hooked up...it would get rid of your two biggest headaches for a few hours...But No...the Son-of-a-Bitch evidently has taken the gauntlet you've thrown down and is up here to accept it...and didn't even have the freaking courage to tell Tamara she was part of this stupid, sick deal." 

"There's only one logical thing to do Patricia," She continued with her internal reckoning. "Bite the damn bullet...get out of this chair and let Will take you back to his room...maybe you'll think of something on the way there."

Before Patricia could conjure her drunk body off the cushions of the sofa however, Will spun to his right and locked gazes with Tamara, who suddenly had all the trappings of a doe caught in the headlights of an oncoming Semi. 

A vacuum of silence engulfed the room as the ruggedly handsome stud slowly made his way over to the curious young brunette who seemed paralyzed with confusion.

Stealing a quick selfish peek to his left at the expressions of the two unknowing women sitting beside Patricia, Will couldn't help but savor the possibilities if Patricia had suggested he do the same with the transfixed but voluptuous blonde sitting there.

Or even for novelty sake, the woman sitting a little further back, the one the girls hadn't introduced him to down at the bar, the one with the shiny diamond wedding band adorning her left hand as she half covered her mouth with it from the uncertainty of what was about to happen.

Then Will turned and finally closed in on Tamara.

Extending his right hand out to the tiny girl that he seemed to dwarf when he stood directly in front of her, Will's skin tingled when he heard a collective gasp rise from the audience behind him.

Will measured Tamara's expression for several moments before brushing the curly black hair away from her left ear and leaning down to whisper into it.

"Uh...Oh," Renee sighed to Patricia seated next to her.

"Yeah...I think...I think...we...ought to go...to leave them...alone..." Sarah nervously added.

Before the oldest of the group could rise to her feet and do the polite and prudent thing however, Patricia instinctively flared her left hand out, like a railroad arm coming down, to keep Sarah snugly seated on the sofa.

Easily a foot taller than the young, full blooded Italian, wanna be Diva, Will pulled back after whispering a message to Tamara and petted the top of her head softly as the mane of her dark full bodied hair nuzzled against the lower half of his breast bone.

Turning Tamara towards him slightly so that her back was to her assembled friends, Will once again lowered his mouth to Tamara's ear, keeping it far enough away however that Patricia could clearly read his lips this time as he whispered "Do you want me to fuck you?" into the girl's ear before biting the lobe ever so gently.

Patricia felt her nipples and clitoris simultaneously warm and harden when Tamara's head nodded up and down against Will's chest, in response to his blunt question.

Lowering each of his hands down the length of Tamara's back, Will extended his fingers out as far as they could go and roughly groped at the petite roundness of her small athletic hips. In an almost effortless movement, Will flexed the muscles in his arms and lifted the numb and spastic brunette until the toes of her black leather boots weren't touching the floor.

"AAHHHH," Tamara gasped, grinding her cheek against Will's shoulder and digging her fingers into his collarbone when she felt her body go weightless in his caress.

A wide, satisfied smile spread across Will's face as he looked over Tamara's swaying head at the three seemingly hypnotized women staring on. Subconsciously he knew that if none of them had mustered the strength of conviction to put a stop to what was happening by now, he would be able to take Patricia's dare as far as he wanted to go with it.

Returning his attention to the girl who had wanted to fuck him ever since the first time she saw him, Will ground his fingers deeply into the crack of Tamara's ass through her tight designer jeans and allowed her to dangle from his body as she dug the heels of her boots into the sides of his calves.

"OOHH...MMMMMPPHHMMMMM," Tamara moaned in return when she felt Will's warm and moist lips pinch down on the exposed olive skin of her neck, at the same time she crudely wrapped her short legs around his powerful base.

Removing his hands from Tamara's behind when he felt her legs tightly constrict around his waist, Will momentarily allowed the clutching young woman to dangle from his frame before turning her 180 degrees, in the process peeling her body away from his and gently laying her flat down on the bed.

Standing above her, Will looked down hungrily at Tamara's writhing body, knowing he had her immediate future solely in his hands. Slowly unbuttoning his shirt as carefully as the alcohol in his system would allow, once Will had it undone he cast the shirt cavalierly aside, bringing a barely audible but definite gasp of admiration from the women behind him. 

Tamara's sleepy brown eyes shot open magnificently when she looked up at the shirtless man towering above the bed. Instantly spreading her legs wide, Tamara thrust her hips upwards to Will in an unmistakable gesture of invitation.

Placing one knee up on the edge of the mattress for support, Will guided his steady hand down to the button fly of Tamara's dark jeans and with a flip of a finger, had them undone.

A mewing hiss whimpered from Tamara's mouth as she slithered across the bed, jerking her pelvis side to side as Will eased her pants down her thighs, over her knees and finally down to her feet. Using his free hand to twist each of Tamara's boots loose, Will was finally able to slide the girl's jeans all the way to the floor. 

Sarah had the best view from her side to see the undeniable wet spot that covered the front of Tamara's lacy pink panties.

Normally not one to drink, especially the hard stuff, Sarah found herself blindly pouring a glass of Scotch. Trying to make the transfer from bottle to glass without taking her eyes off the riveting scene unfolding on the bed, Sarah carefully raised the half full glass to her parched lips, ingesting the burning but soothing liquid just as Will leaned his hulking frame forward and eclipsed her view of Tamara.

Taking each of Tamara's small hands into his, Will extended her arms far out to each side before sliding his fingers down her arms and chest until he was openly and freely massaging her tender, pert breasts through the red sweater she had on.

Softly beckoning the young girl to raise up slightly, Will wrapped his fist into the soft wool material and lifted the garment over Tamara's head, his heart fluttering with aroused anticipation when the girl's long flowing dark hair spilled free across her demure shoulders and pretty face.

Discarding the sweater neatly off to the side with one hand, Will snuck his fingers into the snap of his own tan trousers with the other before lowering his pants and his underwear down over his narrow, sculpted hips.

Seeing Will's naked behind come into full view, the three women behind him each sheepishly bowed their heads into their hands before, one by one, raising their eyes to rabidly follow what might happen next.

Completely nude now, Will nudged his knee between the V of Tamara's parted legs, roughly wedging his upper thigh against the sopping wet front of her satiny panties.

"OOHH...WWWOOOHHH," the 24 year old girl yelped, her face contorting as Will rocked his knee up and down, causing the leaky trail of her arousal to smear all over the tanned skin of his thigh.

"You did want to fuck me...didn't you?" Will coarsely bragged, rubbing his fingers tenderly through Tamara's luxurious hair at the same time he used his other hand to teasingly play with her small breasts through the flimsy material of her disjointed bra. 

Working his index finger underneath that lacy wire mesh that gave Tamara's bra its support, Will carefully continued grinding his thigh into the front of Tamara's pussy as it breathed fire against his skin.

Bending down all the way on top of Tamara's quivering weight, Will's freshly freed penis slid like a fleshy log down the inside of her thin, sweaty thigh.

Extending his tongue out as far as it could go, Will snaked it across Tamara's spastic lips, over the tops of both breasts, directly down her jiggling cleavage until it danced and tickled its way like a miniature tornado around her pierced bellybutton. 

"YEAHH...YYEEEAAAHHH," Tamara squealed out loud, totally oblivious now in her drunken and lustful stupur that anyone else was in the room except for her and the unflappable stud that had taken control of her body.

Looking down through her slitted eyes when she felt Will's tongue leave her bare skin, Tamara's pupils rolled back in their sockets and the back of her head slammed against the pillow below when he pulled the cups of her bra aside and clamped his mouth down hard around each of her now cherry sized nipples.

"JEEZZ...UUUSSSS," Tamara croaked, thrashing and bucking her entire body upwards against Will's naked and wanton advances.

Squeezing his meaty fingers around the front clasp of Tamara's bra, Will prepared to undo the constraints around the girl's heaving chest before taking one final look down at how sinfully illicit it looked as Tamara's small breasts spilled out over the lacy cups.

Deciding he would keep her in that state of undress above the waist, Will gripped his cock tightly and slid seductively down the length of the bed, aiming the throbbing pole in his right hand directly towards the now saturated front of Tamara's underwear.


"UUHHHHHMMM...FUCK!!" Tamara barked, her shoulders spasming up and down at the same time her heels kicked at the mattress below from the powerful force that was knocking at her vaginal door.

Pounding his cock like a red hot gavel into the sopping wet material covering Tamara's pussy, Will reached underneath the spastic girl's behind with his free hand and jerked Tamara's underwear crudely down her legs.

"Won't be needing these anymore," Will beamed, admiring the sheer content of moisture Tamara's tiny pussy had produced on the garment.

"Think that little cunt of yours can handle this?" Will hissed lewdly, before tapping the throbbing head of his manhood against the puckered pink flower blooming between Tamara's withering legs.

"Give it...to me," Tamara gurgled desperately in reply, reaching up with one hand to roughly dig her fingers through Will's short hair while using the other to pinch at each of her own obscenely erect nipples.

"You want it...huh," Will sighed as he leaned in to juke and roll his tongue under and around Tamara's earlobe once again before snaking it down the raised and pulsing vein in her neck.

Reaching down between Tamara's parted legs, Will extended his index and middle finger out in a decadent peace sign and used it to rake the glowing entrance of Tamara's cunt, in the process harvesting a copious amount of her feminine arousal all over his now greasy hand.

"SSSHHHHH...AAHHHHH," Tamara squealed in response, forcefully pushing Will's head lower as if begging him to get on with what he had planned.

"Gonna get me a little taste of that stuff before I fuck it all to pieces," Will crudely promised before, in fact, easing down Tamara's torso and burying his face between the goosepimpled flesh of her thighs.

Quickly darting his tongue between the inviting rubbery folds guarding Tamara's womb, Will's tastebuds sizzled as he began ingesting the fluids that stirred inside the young girl's quim 

Feeling the savage way she bucked and lurched each time his tongue and front teeth danced across the pea sized clitoris throbbing at the top of her vagina, Will knew he could make her cum as many times as he wanted orally before he even took the time to penetrate her with his cock.

"Yeah...that pussy's nice and shaved Tamara...you always keep it that way...always ready to fuck...huh...smooth as a baby's cheek and as hot as a dragon's breath...just like I like it," Will grinned up to the squirming nymph.

Stealing a peek at Patricia out of the corner of his eye, he took immense joy from the way she and Renee blankly starred on, each with their right hands now demurely wedged between their pant covered thighs as they watched.

Visually connecting with Patricia as he teased Tamara's slit with all of his now glistening fingers, he winked and smiled in acceptance of their wager. He knew the deal was he had to give Tamara a chance to get him off and as much as he wanted to stay down there and devour ever bit of lust her incapacitated pussy was willing to give him, Will knew he had to rise up and properly service Tamara's cunt.

"A deal's a deal," he nodded to Patricia before rising to his feet and giving all three women their first unfettered look at his manhood as it jutted proudly at a 45 degree angle, its wrist thick girth extending enticingly all the way up to his rippled abs.....

Part 2 Coming soon



Patricia's Gauntlet Ch. 02



For a myriad of reasons, the three women assembled against the back wall of the room couldn't quite fathom what they were seeing. It was obvious that the most primal of sexual acts was getting ready to take place, but for two of them at least, Renee and Sarah, they still felt as if they were stranded in a fog of disbelief.

For Sarah it was even more disconcerting. Having led a relatively sheltered life when it came to such things, she had never so much as seen an adult movie in her life. It wasn't a choice she set out to make, simply one that her lifestyle, and course of daily travails, never necessitated. So the brutal and blunt reality that she was sitting in a hotel suite, far from home with her third glass of scotch nursed against her bottom lip, watching one of her co-workers submit herself completely to a man she would probably never see again, was a scene that Sarah knew she'd never be able to completely rationalize.

For Patricia however, the angst ran much deeper. Even though it appeared that Tamara was drunkenly having the time of her life with the captivating man that had seduced the clothes right off of her, Patricia knew there would be a substantial price for her to pay when it was over and the eventual truth of why Will ended up in the room finally came out.

Still, there was nothing she could do. The genie was out of the bottle. As Will bent over and forced Tamara's thighs all the way apart with his hands, each of the three women watching squirmed noticeably in their seats as their friend and co-worker arched her tiny feet high into the air, bracketing Will's lean and muscular frame as he took his place on top of her steaming and hairless crotch.

Blindly reaching down, Will took his sturdy girth by its base and swung it like a mighty club, dropping it straight down on top of the soupy warmth of Tamara's vaginal entrance.

"Get those legs high in the air," Will urged before rubbing the head of his prick gently in and out of Tamara's puckered and oily slit.

"Gonna get it nice and wet...and then...I'm gonna stick it all the way inside of you," Will promised with syrupy intent.

Tamara's tiny vagina spasmed and trembled from such a rigid and unforgiving presence invading its core.

"OH...GOD...Go slow," the breathless girl begged, the whole time straining her legs higher and higher into the air to give Will as much access to her sex as she could.

Pushing forward, Will tensed slightly as he watched Tamara's spine lurch off the mattress. Keeping one hand underneath her behind to steady his penetration angle, Will used his other hand to support Tamara's back while he inched his seething penis deeper inside of her.

"You're doing just fine," he cooed, kissing her several times on the mouth and cheek, allowing Tamara to taste her own pungent arousal directly from his caressing lips.

"Damn this is...this is...something," Renee softly mumbled.

"Uh...Huh," Patricia shook her head in stunned agreement, still not able to fully comprehend the Hell she had unleashed. 

Stealing a peek to her right to gauge Renee's outward expression to everything that was happening, Patricia was stunned by a sudden and indescribable wildfire that surged through her soul.

"What was...that?" Patricia internally wondered as she turned her focus back to Tamara and Will on the bed.

Twisting her head and leaning to her right for a better view between the naked couple's intertwined legs, Patricia's mouth started to water when she saw just how graphically real it looked as Will's savage manhood disappeared into the glowing pink target between Tamara's girlish thighs.

"UUURRGGGHHH...AAAHHH...AAAHHHHHHHH," Tamara groaned loudly, every muscle in her petite body now straining to manage the unforgiving mass of flesh that was snaking deep into her cunt.

"Jesus," Renee and Patricia each blankly mumbled in unison as they watched Tamara's arms and legs flail wildly through the air.

Several minutes passed as Will built up a painstaking and steady rhythm inside the young girl's quim. All Tamara could do was lay there and hold on for dear life as Will fed the entire length of his dick between her constricting vaginal folds.

Just when it looked as if Tamara was going to get fucked senseless without so much as putting up a counterattack, she ratcheted her hands up to Will's back and dug her fingernails roughly into the churning muscles surrounding his shoulder blades.

Watching as Will momentarily tensed from the pleasurable pain of having his sweaty skin raked, Patricia swallowed hard and found herself scooting forward in her seat, the heat of her own crotch feeling like a freshly stoked fire burning beneath her.

A sexual stalemate played out on the bed for just an instant between Will and Tamara, until he realized what the suddenly re-energized brunette was attempting to do.

Pinching the lower third of his penis between his fingers of his left hand to hold it in place inside of Tamara, Will scooped the girl's torso up off the mattress with his right, holding her tightly against his chest as he tilted their collective weight to the side. Once Will was able to balance himself, he flipped over onto his naked behind, assuming the same spot on the scattered sheets where Tamara had just been laying.

Keeping his cock wedged inside of Tamara's vagina the entire time he made the switch of position, Will finally rocked back and let out a sigh of admiration as he looked up at Tamara tettering on top of him.

"OOOHH...GOODDDD," Tamara loudly gulped, feeling Will's steely appendage stretching her genital muscles to the max from the force of gravity that came with sitting on top of his crotch.

"I've...never...felt...anything...so...deep," Tamara's withering voice crumbled as she tried desperately to build up a pelvic rhythm.

Her thrusts were scattered and awkward at best however do to the blinding flash of sensation that overwhelmed her each time she moved her pussy against Will's rigid rod.

"Just take your time Baby...take your time...you can get him," Patricia found herself coaching Tamara from behind, hating the look of cocksure arrogance etched across Will's handsome face as he watched Tamara squirm and quiver on top of him.

"She just looks...so small...on top of him...just like a little girl trying to ride a horse for the first time," Renee noted as she and Patricia shared a fleeting glance of lurid appreciation for what they were witnessing.

Guiding his hands up to Tamara's chest, Will slipped his fingertips underneath the pink bra straps that loosely hung from her shaking arms and worked them all the way down. Taking the lacy cups and wire mesh support between his fingers, Will next inched the front of Tamara's bra all the way down until it wrapped tightly around her narrow waist.

With her tits completely exposed, Will hurriedly extended his palms out and cupped Tamara's bosom until each of her small white orbs had been engulfed into his hands.

Kneading her breasts as she frantically lurched above, Will bucked his hips upwards off the bed each time Tamara tried to slam her pussy down on his prick.

"OOHH...GGAAWWWDDD...FUCK ME," Tamara mewed helplessly, suspended on top of Will's crotch, her knees straddled out to each side as if she had become stuck on some sort of ruthless sex machine.

"Is that what you want...for me to fuck you and make you cum ...right here in front of your friends?" Will spat back, thumbing the girl's juicy and ripe nipples as he savored the feel of her vaginal walls trying to choke the life from his virile manhood.

"Fuck him back Tamara...come one...fuck him back," Patricia anxiously muttered up to the bed, causing Will to turn his head towards her and sneer.

Taking one of his hands off of Tamara's chest, Will reached around her back and graphically pointed and rubbed at his swollen balls, showing the three women watching from behind just how much of their co-worker's liquod lust had oozed out of her cunt, down the crack of her tiny ass and all over his aroused genitals.

Renee and Sarah each felt a strange sensation in the pits of their stomach when they saw the way Patricia was seeming to root Tamara on as if she had some sort of deeper interest in the way the young girl was being treated on the bed. It wasn't until much later that the two unknowing women would come to grips with the depth of their boss' depraved lust.

As if buoyed by some sort of carnal second wind, Tamara did in fact start to show some life of her own on top of Will's pistoning thrusts. Clenching her eyelids tightly shut and mashing her teeth together, Tamara baptized herself in the determination to give Will the best fuck he had ever had.

Slapping both her hands down on top of his pecs for support, Tamara dug her fingernails into Will's chest hair as she began to use her pussy as a weapon right back at him.

Twisting her vaginal muscles with every fiber of her barely 100 pound being, Tamara seemingly tried to rip Will's rock solid joint off from the root and swallow it up inside of her.

"UURRGGAAAHHHHH," Will gasped suddenly, shocked by the primal transformation that had come over the diminutive girl humping his groin.

"FUCK ME...FUCK ME...FFUUCCKKK MMMEEEE...FUCK ME YOU SONOFABITCH," Tamara spat down, this time in a voice from deep within her bowels.

Each of Tamara's assembled friends began to blush and tighten their already clamped thighs together when they heard the demonic traces of Tamara's deep-seeded lust bleed to the surface.

On and on the frantic couple went for several minutes, the vibrations of the tortured bedframe underneath them sounding like a rickety old Cessna attempting to take off as Tamara and Will pounded each other towards oblivion.

For just a fleeting instant, Patricia thought her bet with Will would be won. Feeling her spine tingle and enthusiasm crest when she saw the way Will's Adam's apple bobbed and his entire body tensed, Patricia was sure the sight of his erupting cock would only be a moment away.

"Goddamnit cum...WILL...CUM GODDAMNIT!" Patricia screamed to herself, wedging her hand further down between her numb legs to try and quell the burning but unreachable itch festering inside.

Just when it seemed Will was passing the point of no return however, he tightened his grip on Tamara's tits with his left hand while allowing his right to quickly drop down to where his cock was slicing open the girl's flaming hot womb.

Clumsily extending his index and middle fingers, Will pressed them against Tamara's vaginal entrance as well, using them like talons tearing at the girl's bulging clit.

Instantly, Tamara's head rocked backwards and a gurgling spasm bellowed from her lips.

"NOOOOOO," Patricia mind screamed, feeling as if the proverbial rug had been pulled out from underneath her.

"FFFUUUUUUUCCCKKKKKKKKKKK... FFFFUUUUCCCKKKKKKK... FFFFUUUCCCCKKKKKKK... AAAHHHHHHHHFFFUUUCCCKKKK" Tamara cried helplessly, her head swinging back and forth to the point that her long luxurious hair looked like a waving pompom as Will forced her over the edge.

Watching as Tamara's shivering body swayed aimlessly to each side at the same time her vaginal muscles shuddered and choked around his embedded cock, Will hastily squeezed it off at the base to keep it from spewing as he allowed the young girl's release to blissfully run its course.

When he finally saw Tamara's lithe body go completely limp on top of him and her chin dropped like a lead weight down against the top of her chest, he knew she had reached empty. Cringing noticeably when he pulled his fully erect and unfulfilled cock out of Tamara's still quivering sheath, Will lifted his back off the mattress slightly and helped Tamara down until she collapsed into a spent pile of naked humanity, to his left, on the bed.

"You are one fantastic fuck," Will whispered into the girl's beet red ear with genuine honesty, internally amazed that he had been able to withstand everything Tamara had given of herself.

Leaning back to catch his breath, Will gazed across the room and stroked his majestically erect cock as he made eye contact with Patricia, showing her that Even though his battle hardened pride and joy was more than a little greasy, it was still ready to go to collect on her failed offer.

What Will didn't expect to see however, was the specter of a shadowy and cautious figure approaching the edge of the bed to his right.

"Well...Well...Well," Will brazenly coughed, blinking his eyes several times to make sure what he was seeing was real.

* * * * * *

Having steeled himself the entire course of events with Tamara to save the lust brewing inside of his balls for Patricia, after he won the bet , even someone who had seen most everything sexually tangible as Will was caught off guard by the presence of the oldest woman of the group, the married one Sarah, standing pensively beside the bed.

"She's just there to check on her friend," the rational part of Will's mind assumed as he stole a quick peek over at Tamara laying there, curled up in a modified fetal position as she exhaustedly nuzzled the bed sheets below.

As the seconds dragged by however and Sarah remained as still as a statue above him, Will couldn't help but notice she was staring at the same thing the other three women in the room were, the rigid slab of fleshy granite that continued to rise mightily from his loins.

Reaching his right hand down to massage his sagging balls, Will then slowly traced his fingertips along the bottom edge of his cock, his insides fizzing with a strange and perverse arousal as he watched the way the married woman's dark blue eyes followed it.

Rolling his fingers teasingly around the spongy, helmet shaped head of his penis, Will's adrenaline started to pump when he saw the way Sarah's lips began to quiver at the same time each of her pointed nipples became visible through the front of her sheer dress.

"You want to touch me don't you?" Will smirked, watching with morbid fascination as Sarah anxiously rung her soft white, trembling hands together.

A cosmic hush had settled over everyone in the room, each wondering what effects the next few seconds would have on the rest of Sarah's life.

"It had to be the Scotch," Sarah would later tell herself, the only plausible reason why she would throw 20 years of faithful allegiance to her Husband down the drain. Or the simple fact that witnessing what she just had between two young, vibrant and virile people, any normal and healthy person couldn't help but become aroused by what they saw.

But SHE was the one standing by the bed like a starving female pup, seemingly in a trance as Will slowly pumped his bristling erection.

"You're the one standing here Sarah," she dejectedly told herself. "Not Patricia...Not Renee...It's you." 

"Come on...," Will urged softly. "I see the way your looking at it...I know you want to touch it."

"N...No," Sarah replied, her voice trailing away ashamedly.

Will continued to luridly swing his swollen phallus through the air, watching with determined glee as Sarah's eyeballs bounced side to side in their sockets following it.

"I can see your mouth watering from here," Will cryptically added, an electrical charge of power shooting through his nerve endings when he watched Sarah's eyelids close in near surrender at the sound of his voice.

"I can't...I can't...I ca...," Sarah stuttered, her voice trailing away again, this time drawing completely mute as she vaguely felt the hem of her knee length skirt shift slightly.

Unable to make eye contact with Will beneath her, all Sarah could focus on when she opened her eyes was Tamara's disheveled outline on the bed, and Sarah felt an overwhelming jealousy of what it must feel like to be her younger friend at that moment, so exhausted and thoroughly reamed from a brutal round of sex, that she literally couldn't move two parts of her body at the same time.

"I can't," Sarah tried to beg once more, this time her mind blanking out as Will's hand and forearm disappeared between her legs.

The only one of the four women that had decided to wear a skirt that evening, Sarah had bought a summery tan and cream colored number on clearance a few months back Even though she knew she probably wouldn't get a chance to wear it at home, in Memphis, until at least early April of next year. When she had found out she would be making the trip to Tampa however, on a lark Sarah decided to bring the dress with her and threw it on before her and the girls went out for drinks that night.

The decision to wear that dress instead of something slightly more covering may have been her final undoing.

Grasping for every last bit of crumbling willpower she could find, any chance Sarah could pull herself back from the brink exploded in a blinding flash of light inside her head when Will's probing fingers collided with her steaming pussy.

Forgoing pantyhose when she got dressed earlier that evening because of the humid Tampa climate, when Will's hand crept all the way up her skirt, the only thing protecting the pulsing lips of her aroused vagina was a pair of dampened cotton panties.

"NNNNN...NNNAAHHHHH," Sarah yelped, looking as if she were drowning in her own inner struggle between morality and decrepit lust.

It was a struggle not lost on anyone in the room either as they collectively watched Sarah's trembling legs begin to bend towards floor, her body seeming to succumb to the angst and unquenched need that had long been secretly swirling inside her. 

And with each inch Sarah's knees bent lower, Will kept his concealed hand firmly in place between her legs, his palm wedged snugly against the very thing Sarah had sworn never to share with anyone else, when she made her marital vows 20 years before.

Seated directly across the bed from Sarah, it appeared to both Patricia and Renee that their friend and co-worker had stepped into a pool of quicksand as she slipped helplessly into her carnal abyss.

Just as Sarah's will to fight was about to give out, Patricia and Renee were each sure they had seen either a plea for help or desire for forgiveness in Sarah's eyes as her knees touched the floor.

Seeing Sarah's body go limp from relief when her knees pressed into the plush carpet below, Will corkscrewed his embedded hand between the older woman's thighs and steadily worked her panties off her crotch until he was able to manipulate the soft garment down to her knees.

"Don't make me...pl...pl...please...don't make me do...this?" Sarah begged from her knees, her whole body trembling now as the cool air from the hotel's air conditioning rushed and swirled up her raised skirt against her now unsheathed vagina.

"I'm not...making you ...do anything," Will sarcastically rebuked, before nudging Sarah's knees off the floor, one by one, so he could completely remove the married woman's underwear.

Slipping the elastic band of Sarah's panties off each of her ankles, Will slowly balled the lewd trophy into his fist and raised them to his chest, kneaded them in front of Sarah's defeated face as if the panties were only the first thing he was about to take from her.

Unable to fight the inner battle a second longer, Sarah's hands dropped to the edge of the mattress, giving her the appearance of a young girl kneeling bedside, late at night, saying her prayers as Will's straining erection rose mightily above her line of sight.

"Suck it," Will plainly offered, the words cutting Sarah to the core of her soul.

Reaching down with his right hand, Will softly rubbed his fingers through the married woman's short, neatly trimmed dark blonde and slightly salt and peppered hair.

"Spread your lips Sarah...and wrap them around my cock," Will demanded a second time, using his left hand to gracefully pump his dick, causing it to seemingly inhale and exhale directly in front of Sarah's ashen face.




Patricia's Gauntlet Ch. 02



"Jesus," Sarah muttered softly, her ovaled lips trembling at the sheer size of the phallus blurring her vision.

It's granite like base beginning clear down below Sarah's chin, it's glistening and well fucked shaft rose proudly up from a tangled patch of light brown pubic hair, past each of Sarah's catatonic facial features before she had to tilt her dazed eyes upwards to see it's spoon sized head swaying a few inches above her forehead.

Teeming with insecurity and fear as she contemplated how she'd manage such a thing, Sarah explored each of its veiny contours as Will continued to rub her hair.

"Come on and suck it you cock hungry Bitch," Will spat a moment later with crude precision, loving the way the married woman blushed on cue, knowing no man had ever quite spoken to her in such a crass way.

"Easiest thing in the world to do...just open your mouth wide and let this thing disappear down your throat," Will assured as he continued to teasingly fondle his cock in front of Sarah's eyes.

Removing his right hand from the top of Sarah's head, Will slipped it down the length of her back before allowing his fingertips to slide over the roundness of Sarah's full hips and back underneath the hem of her skirt.

"URRGGAAHHHH," the married woman croaked, clenching the grip of her hands on the side of the bed even tighter, to keep her balance, as Will stirred his digits through her smoldering quim once again. 

"Yeah...that's right Sarah...Yesss," Will arrogantly beamed. "I can feel that wet cunt of yours squeezing my hand. Bet a little nice lady like you doesn't get to feel a guy's hand go up her skirt everyday...does she?"

Feeling her thighs start to quiver against his embedded wrist, Will continued to manually prod the married woman until her parted lips were gasping for air.

"That pussy of yours is ready to fuck," Will added unapologetically, continuing to slowly jack his own prick off at the same time he fingered the kneeling woman.

"She hasn't done this very many times," Will thought to himself as Sarah tentatively inched her hand towards his muscular thigh.

A decadent chill seared through Will's body when he saw and felt the coolness of Sarah's beautiful wedding band slide across the skin of his upper leg, oh so slowly moving in the direction of his jutting manhood.

"Now just open your mouth...real slow...and...YYEEESSSSSSSS," Will shrieked out loud with a genuine and perverse sense of accomplishment, watching as Sarah first closed her eyes then allowed her neck to drift forward until the upper third of his straining dick was safely in her mouth.

Will felt the frothy lust stirring inside of his still unquenched balls start to boil once again as he watched with aroused fixation the way the outline of his devoured cockhead crudely poked out the inside of Sarah's puffed cheeks.

Unsure now quite where his deal with Patricia stood, Will gave in to his immediate natural instinct to please and shot a wink and nod over to the seated object of his original affection.

Tilting his head back slightly so he could measure the look on Patricia's face as she watched another one of her friends and co-workers wantonly submit to his advances, Will gave her one last glare of intent as if to say he still planned on collecting on the bet.

"I fucked her," Will's expression seemed to say to Patricia as he looked down at Tamara's exhausted body. " And now I'm gonna fuck this one...and then...I'm gonna fuck you."

Watching the way Sarah's head bobbed repeatedly and neck seemed to strain as the tip of his cock pressed against the back of her throat, Will pulled his hand free from between the woman's legs and curiously raised it to his mouth.

"MMMM," He groaned approvingly as he sampled the greasy sustenance of Sarah's stewing arousal.

Having originally planned on just letting the married woman give him a blow job before he concentrated his efforts on collecting his bet with Patricia, a twisted need to fuck Sarah like he and just did Tamara, right in front of her coworkers, suddenly overtook him.

Guiding his right hand slowly down to the top of Sarah's head, Will dug his fingers gently into the scruff of the older woman's neck and pulled her face away from his crotch.

Her gorged mouth now freed of its rigid and fleshy cargo, Sarah dazedly sucked in a series of deep breaths as she contemplated what Will might want next from her.

Seeing the muddled look of foreboding uneasiness and unchained lust boiling in Sarah's eyes, Will didn't dignify Sarah's silent query for clarity with an answer. Instead, he simply slipped his hand back underneath the bottom of her skirt and placed it back into the fluid warmth of Sarah's pantyless pussy.

In one quick, crude and efficient gesture, Will slid Sarah's torso up on top of his until her legs were straddling his midriff.

Extending his arms up as far as they could go, Will carefully undid several of the buttons on the back of Sarah's dress until the upper part of the garment was loosened enough for him to pull it down over her creamy white shoulders.

"AAHHH," Sarah cringed when she felt the man she was sitting on top of, pull her dress down over her arms.

Perched on the bottom edge of the bed, less than four feet away from Patricia and Renee looking on, Sarah instinctively tried to conceal her nakedness. Crossing her arms loosely over her chest, Sarah's cheeks reddened as Will pulled the top of the dress down over her lacy black bra.

Looking down out of sick embarrassment to survey the damage, Sarah's felt an indescribable guilt wash over her when she saw the blatant and obvious was her ripe pink nipples were poking out of the front of the bra.

Before she could even think about composing herself however, the hapless married woman's body lurched and tightened when she felt Will's fingers shoot through of her swollen vaginal folds.

"I could make her cum anytime I want to," Will thought to himself as he darted his meaty fingers in and out of blooming tempest between Sarah's parted legs.

"Time to get on," Will bellowed.

Waiting for Sarah to lift her leg up so she could make the 180 degree spin around to mount his cock the same way that Tamara had a few minutes earlier, a crude and potent idea flashed into Will's mind.

Stopping Sarah's attempts to rotate her body before she had the chance to get her sleepy legs mobilized, Will clenched his fingers into each of Sarah's fleshy asscheeks, in essence trapping her in his snare as he decided what to do next.

Swirling his palms wantonly across the smooth flesh of Sarah's behind, Will made the decision to fuck her just like that, with her back towards him so that the two women sitting across from Sarah could clearly see every twitch and contortion of their friend's face when he finally penetrated her.

"I want you to get on me just like you are," Will whispered, before grabbing his cock once again and smacking it haughtily against the older woman's rear.

Easing his left hand into the arched V of Sarah's flaming pubis, Will cranked the married woman's weight up far enough so he could position his erection, like a daunting post, underneath her.

Just before he was about to release his grip on Sarah's crotch and allow her to steadily slip down on top of his glorious shaft, he caught a glimpse of Tamara to his left, out of the corner of his eye.

"Let's do this," Will sighed perversely.

Replacing his left hand with his right to keep Sarah's ass suspended in the air, Will used his free hand to reach in the direction of the girl he had just fucked. Taking Tamara's tiny right hand into his clutches, Will pulled her arm up to his waist and positioned her hand at the base of his throbbing prick.

"Whaa," Tamara exhausted eyes seemed to shimmer.

Before she could even fathom what Will was planning to do, Tamara watched as he flexed her fingers open an instant before closing his hand around hers, making a joint fist around the lower half of his immense cock.

"Now just hold my dick steady Tamara," Will nodded down to the girl he had just gotten off before loosening his grip around her hand.

With Tamara now holding his phallus straight up in the air, Will ratcheted his hands back around Sarah's waist and slowly helped her descend down on top of his crotch.

"AAAAHH...RRGGHHHH," Sarah barked, not having a clue her young friend Tamara was actually the one holding Will's spear steady as she slid her vagina down on top of it.

"YYEE...AAHHHHH," Will growled approvingly, shifting his hips slightly as he watched the older woman's steadily gaping pussy devour his manhood.

"Just a little further...then YEESSSS...THAT'S IT!!" He hissed, feeling the submerged head of his penis slam into the back wall of Sarah's womb.

Gazing down at Tamara to gauge her reaction, Will nuzzled her hair gently with his free hand before casting a quick peek up at Patricia and Renee's seeming paralysis. 

"I wonder what must be going through their minds," he devilishly thought.

""AAARRGGAAHHHH," Sarah suddenly moaned, her frantic guttural cries diverting Will's attention back to the kneeling woman grinding up and down on top of him.

"Yeah," Will grinned approvingly, loving the way Sarah was rocking up and down on his dick, not having the slightest clue her young co-worker Tamara was actually the one holding it as she fileted her pussy on top of it. 

"Just a little further Sarah...Just a little further...then...then...YEEESSSSSS," Will spat when he felt the ramming head of his phallus reach the limits of the married woman's tunnel. 

Sarah's bare feet dug roughly into the bed sheets to each side of Will's torso and her whole body bucked and tightened when she realized just how skewered she had become on the younger man's rigid prick.

"Now its time to fuck," She heard him softly mutter from behind.

Watching Sarah's pale white asscheeks churn and grind as his cock split open the rubbery canal of her molten quim, Will reached over and helped Tamara remove her steadying hand from between he and Sarah's grinding genitals.

Moving Tamara's glistening hand lower between his legs, Will allowed the young girl to fondle his burning nutsack while he returned his full attention to Sarah.

"AAAHHH...GGRRAAHHHHHHH," Sarah would moan each time Will's fleshy appendage rocketed across a place inside of her that had been long untouched by another man.

Sarah's vaginal grip had intensified to the point that Will now felt comfortable removing his grip from waist, allowing his tingling hands to roam free. Looking down at the frothy white moisture brimming out of the married woman's cunt and the delicious way it bubbled and clung to his jutting erection each time she rose up and down on top of it, Will reached up and wetted all 10 of his fingers with the woman's feminine dew.

Kneading his hands into the warm and exposed flesh of the older woman's well rounded hips, Will fervantly massaged Sarah's grinding behind until she started to flinch uncontrollably on top of him.

Watching Sarah collapse forward, Will thrust his hips off the mattress several times, keeping his dick buried all the way up inside of her as she desperately reached down and wrapped her hands around each of his parted legs for support.

If the physical ordeal Will was putting her through wasn't enough, when Will began to verbally taunt her from behind, Sarah's mind careened out of control, allowing all the dark and hidden inner secrets festering in the bowels of her pysche to bleed to the surface.

"Your husband's never fucked you like this...has he?" Will pointedly asked, with what Sarah was sure was a faint chuckle.

A devastating arctic chill sizzled down Sarah's spine when Will's crass inquiry registered. The ability to respond to such a blatant but true indictment was something Sarah sadly didn't posses. Instead she was only able to grind her tear soaked cheek against the inside of his calf as she helplessly continued to offer up most private of places for Will's primal appetite.

"The sad Sonofabitch doesn't even hardly take the time to fuck you anymore...does he?" Will crudely added. "And just look where it led you...to a motel room ...out of town...fucking a complete stranger like a common slut in front of all your friends!"

"MMMMMM...AAHHHMMMM," Sarah groaned in return, feeling as if every fiber in her being had been torched as she came face to face with the truth Will was torturing her with.

"How many times has he fucked you lately?" Will demanded to know.

"Once in the last week...huh...once in the last month?" Will spat down to Sarah, before corkscrewing his cock even deeper into the breathless woman's overwhelmed womb. 

"Once in the last two months...huh...no...how about once in the last 3 months," Will continued, until Sarah finally shook her head up and down in lurid admission that her own Husband hadn't so much as touched sexually in almost three full months.

Enthralled by the way every facade of Sarah's wholesome and humble demeanor had crumbled away, Will couldn't help but notice the invitingly taunt target of the older woman's exposed anus.

"I wonder if anyone has ever fucked her there?" he found himself openly pondering.

Slapping his right hand down roughly on Sarah's buttocks, Will internally brimmed with sick pride at the way she luridly squirmed on top of him from the stinging pain.

Casting a quick gaze down to Tamara, who was still diligently rubbing his balls, Will licked his lips from the way the already fucked girl's nipples hardened as she watched Sarah's reaction to getting spanked. Arching his neck slightly, Will could also see the same pysiological reaction had be-fallen Renee and Patricia as well, as they hypnotically looked on.

Smacking his hand down against Sarah's reddened rear a second time, Will then kneaded the soft glowing welt he had created before turning the tip of his thumb towards Sarah's puckered rectum.

"I bet nobody has ever taken your asshole...have they?" Will asked out loud, certain of the answer as he carefully shoved his thumbnail inside of the married woman's anal crevice.

Using his left hand to pry apart the cheeks of Sarah's ass, Will cranked his right wrist upwards, forcing even more of his thumb into her virgin rear.

Will took demented pleasure from the series of brutal sounds Sarah made as his thumb pierced her squinting rectum.

"Your Husband's never even tried to fuck you back here either... has he?" he barked up to Sarah, causing her already flush face to explode into a blood red hue.

"Yeah...I bet no one has ever touched you...right there," Will continued, causing Sarah's back and shoulders to spasm viciously when he injected his thumb all the way down to the bottom knuckle, at the same time he kept his cock slashing like a meaty switchblade through her boiling quim.

"NOOO," Sarah yelped, half in reply to Will's illicit question and half to vocally chastise herself for what she had allowed to happen.

Feeling Sarah's entire weight now draped across his outstretched legs, Will tingled from the sensation of the married woman's fleshy bosom spilling down against the bare skin of his rippled thighs as she blindly humped his crotch and probing finger.

Fingerfucking her ass at the same time his dick rapidly devastated her womb, Will steadied himself, preparing to take as long necessary to overload Sarah's sexual circuits and to watch, with everyone else in the room, when she finally granted herself a selfish release on top of him.

"SSSSHHHHIIITTTTTTTT," finally erupted from Sarah's lungs, the force her long pent up lust causing her entire body to go into convulsions as her pussy caught fire around Will's embedded stalk.

Everyone watching in the room held their collective breath, for what seemed like an eternity, as Sarah galantly rocked her crotch up and down on top of Will, squeezing every bit of agonizing joy from an orgasm she didn't think her body was capable of producing.

Reaching down to cup the base of his penis so that it wouldn't explode as well under the frantic choking action of Sarah's cunt, Will allowed his eyes to roam about the room to measure each of the women's expressions as they witnessed their married friend's animalistic release.

"MMMMMMMM...AAARRGGHHH...MMMMMMMMMMM," Sarah continued to cry out, looking now as if her whole body was melting on top of Will's crotch as he relentlessly teased her with his steely endowment.

"GOD...GOD...GOD...GODDAMN," Sarah mumbled weakly before collapsing and going limp on top of Will's heaving body.

Her frame now a pilaged and scattered heap, Will carefully slid his still lucent and energized prick free from Sarah's quivering depths and allowed it to fly high in the air above her cowering mass, as if it were a flag marking a newly claimed territory.

Pulling his thumb out of her ass as well, Will took a deep breath and enjoyed the feel of Sarah's racing heart beat pounding against his right leg.

When he finally felt as if Sarah was capable of moving on her own, Will eased her hiked skirt back down over her hips and carefully nudged her aside, helping to guide Sarah's numb feet in the direction of the floor.

Walking on jellified legs, Sarah staggered across the room, over to the same sofa she had been sitting before the untapped primal urge to approach the bed seeped into her weakened soul.

Too exhausted to conceal her near nakedness as she sat down, Sarah's ample breasts bounced free over the material of her pulled down top, and as Will inspected closer, he could still catch a faint glimpse of Sarah's hair rimmed pussy and the way her flarred out vaginal lips sparkled in the dimlight, between her opened legs.

"Would have loved to have sent her home ...back to her Husband... with a cunt full of my cum," Will dementedly thought as continued to prime his majestically throbbing manhood with his hand. 

"But a bet is a bet," he grumbled, turning his attention back to Patricia as she sat in stone silence beside Renee.

"Yep...a bet is a bet...and its time to pay up," His eyes seemed to say to the woman that had originally asked him up to the room...

Part 3 to come

Thanks for reading!!



Patricia's Gauntlet Ch. 03



Moments before Will had summarily scooted Sarah's quivering frame off the bed and back to the floor, right as he was on the verge of untapping the most powerful dose of sexual adrenaline the married woman had ever known, Renee had reached over and touched Patricia on the arm. The two friends shared a brief but enlightening stare as the sounds of Sarah's debilitating orgasm shattered the silence in the room. 

Somewhere deeply hidden behind the veil of Patricia's glassy eyes, Renee began to sense what was happening between her Boss and Will. 

Watching with everyone else in the room as Will shooed Sarah away from the bed, and the way the spent woman wobbled across the floor on her jellified legs, Renee couldn't help but feel the chilling heat of intense arousal and over-riding guilt that bled from Patricia's pores. 

"She brought him up here... to hook up with Tamara... maybe... and this... just got out of control," Renee privately waded through her confusion, grasping for some straw of clarity as her own inner coals crackled with warmth. 

Even though Renee's mind continued its attempt to fully grasp the gravity of what Patricia had initiated, something primal inside of her clicked the instant Patricia began to stand up so she could approach the bed and allow Will to collect on his successful bet. 

"NO," Renee blurted out, closing her fingers around Patricia's upper arm, preventing the taller woman from standing up. 

Watching the strange interplay unfold between the two still clothed women, Will lazily brushed the sweat off his brow with his left forearm at the same time he crudely massaged his still bulging girth with his right hand, patiently waiting for Patricia to undress and approach the bed. 

Will's eyes narrowed when he saw Patricia drift back into her seat, in concession to whatever Renee had suggested. An instant later however, Will's eyes shot open when the voluptuous blonde stepped away from her friend and eased closer to the foot of the bed. His hawkish gaze intensified even further when he saw Renee slip her fingers around the snap of her tight black, formfitting slacks. 

Rolling his eyes with a mixture of frustration and delight, Will's cock pulsed fiercely in his hand as Renee inched the waistband of her pants down over her well proportioned hips. As bad as he wanted to fuck the exquisitely built blonde that was in the process of disrobing in the center of the room, Will cautiously waited for Renee to take the lead, knowing his reservoir of sexual willpower had sorely been tested already by Tamara and Sarah. 

"Got to take this one slow," he privately surmised before casting a quick peek at his original target, Patricia, who was once again squirming in her seat as she looked on. 

"Screw the bet with that Wench," a cool voice chided inside of Will's head. "She's played hard to get for the last two years... this one taking her clothes off right now... and she looks like she knows how to make a man real happy. "

Still, Will couldn't bring himself to giving up on a bet when it came to his sexual prowess so easily. 

"You're gonna make Renee cum just like you made the other two... and then you're really gonna enjoy it when Patricia has to finally get her ass off that seat and up here on the bed to let me empty my balls inside that gilded cunt of hers... right in front of all her fucking friends. "

Wrapping his grip tighter around his thick, protruding shaft, Will calmly jerked himself off as he watched Renee peel away layer after layer of her clothing. 

Squirming in her seat from a combination of lust and embarrassment, Patricia felt the fire that had been stoked inside her womb begin to spread to the rest of her body when she saw her co-worker's pale white legs come into view. 

"It's like watching dominos fall," Patricia thought to herself as she first gazed at Tamara's still naked body on the bed, then over to Sarah and the way her spastic older friend sat in the hotel chair with her skirt still hiked up to her thighs. Patricia's icy stare finally settled on Renee as she demurely stepped out of her slacks. 

"She's next... and then... and then... then me," Patricia distantly mouthed. 

At the same time Patricia was fidgeting uneasily in her seat, Will's eyes were magically brightening as he shifted forward to get a better look at Renee. 

"She's really gonna do this," he said to himself as he continued to prime the throbbing beast between his legs. 

Darting his eyes around the room to measure each of the three other women's reaction to their blonde friend hypnotic striptease, Will's manhood expanded even further when he saw the way they couldn't peel their eyes away from Renee's slowly unraveling nudity either. 

Watching Renee carefully step out of her pants, and in the process move ever closer to the bed, Will leaned forward and inhaled, sure that he could smell the lovely scent wafting free from her steaming fissure. 

Reclining backwards after inhaling a hearty dose of Renee's musky fragrance, Will tenderly fingered his cock as the blonde at the foot of the bed lifted her shirt up over her head. 

"Nice," he sighed admiringly as he watched Renee's abundant bosom spill free, restrained only by a pair lacy, peach colored bra cups. 

Down to only her bra and panties, Renee hesitated for just a moment, knowing the next step she took forward, she'd have a hard time backing away from. 

Fighting the constant urge to dip her fingers down to ward off the nagging itch buzzing inside her quim, Renee bit her lower lip as she gazed toward Will and the way he openly fondled himself watching her undress. 

Steeling herself to maintain eye contact with the man that had already sexually bulldozed two of her co-workers, Renee confidentially stared down at Will as she reached behind her back for the four snaps of her sheer, support bra. 

A guttural ,"ummmmm", vibrated through the room as everyone gathered saw Renee's unsheathed breasts come into full view. 

Renee felt her cheeks redden the moment her titties spilled free, not only from the heat of Will's penetrating gaze, but from the nearly inaudible gasps of admiration from the three assembled females surrounding her. 

Allowing her bra to flutter to the floor, Renee took one last exhaustive deep breath before guiding her thumbs into the elastic band of her matching, peach colored panties. 

Just before she was about to slip the last vestige of her clothing down to her feet, Will briskly jerked up from the mattress and extended his hands towards her as if to say, "stop for a second". 

"Let me," Will calmly whispered. 

Having resigned herself to undressing there in the room, right in front of Will and her three friends, a stunned and disjointed expression washed across Renee's face as the naked man sprang towards her. 

"Wha... ," Renee stammered before feeling Will's powerful hands close around hers, all four of their palms now tightly bracketing the lacy material covering her well rounded hips. 

"I want to take those off," Will mumbled before nuzzling his lips against Renee's bare stomach. 

"UUHH," Renee hiccupped when she felt Will's grip intensify over hers as they jointly began to ease her panties down her legs. 

The hair on the back of Will's neck stood straight up when he finally got his first unfettered look at the beautiful beast that had been concealed behind the moist fabric of Renee's underwear. 

"Damn what a body," He sighed before twisting his head to the side and planting a deep, soulful kiss directly on top of the swooning woman's swollen vagina. 

"MMM... MMM... AAHHH," Renee shuddered when she felt Will's mouth collide with her glistening slit. 

"MY GOD," she whimpered, digging her fingers into Will's closely cropped hair for support as her knees began to tremble against the bottom edge of the mattress. 

Rolling his tongue in and out of Renee's cunt until his tastebuds had been satiated with her unique essence, Will slowly pulled his face away from her crotch and tightened his grip around her thick waist. 

In one cat quick motion, Will rocked backwards, pulling Renee onto the bed until her naked body was resting on top of his. 

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Internally frazzled from the libidinal roller coaster she had been on for the better part of the evening, Patricia simmered in her seat as Renee's body collapsed down on top of Will's. 

"Here we go again," She found herself muttering, feeling strongly out of place now that she was the only fully clothed person in the room. 

"You still have to fuck him," a voice deep within her smoldering psyche reminded. 

"Not if he doesn't have anything left after Renee finishes with him," Patricia thought, crackling a faint smile of confidence as she watched Renee's meaty legs straddle Will's midsection. 

Overwhelmed by the surreality of what was transpiring, Patricia worked her hands back down between her legs as Renee and Will began to kiss, fondle and explore each other's body on the bed. It soon dawned on Patricia as well that the couple's lovemaking would be slower, more tedious and sensuous than the carnal rampage Will had unleashed on Tamara and Sarah earlier in the evening. Whether it was Will's need to take a breather and regain his sexual footing or simply a desire to savor the moment with Renee and patiently partake of her ample sexual presence, Patricia couldn't help but shiver as she watched their bodies intertwine. 

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Working her torso up until her crotch was straddled across Will's broad chest, Renee anxiously leaned down and kissed him fervently with her mouth at the same time her pussy breathed warmly against his pecs. 

Snaking their tongues rapidly in and out of each other's mouth, Renee and Will's frame's seemed to gracefully meld together until they appeared to become one thrashing entity. 

Reaching his arms around Renee kneeling mass, Will worked his fingers into the fleshy hearth of her asscheeks as they continued to French kiss. 

In the meantime, Tamara, Sarah and Patricia had each seemingly become paralysed by the sight of Will's rigid manhood bobbing rhythmically through the air as their blonde co-worker mashed her weight down on top of him. 

Working his fingers into Renee's greasy quim, Will rolled his fingers through her damp and tingling folds until she was forced to remove her mouth from his to breathe. 

Immediately closing his lips around Renee's left tit as soon as she gasp for air, Will sucked, licked and prodded each breasts as she roughly dug her fingernails into his scalp. 

"DAAMMNN," Renee moaned rutting her hips awkwardly as she tried to stimulate her exposed clitoris against Will's rippled abdominal muscles. 

Unhinging his supporting grip from Renee's rear, Will guided his hands up to her soft belly and pressed forward, causing a chilling sigh to vibrate from her lips as her spine folded backwards. Renee was helpless as gravity took over, until her shoulder blades came to rest on top of Will's outstretched calves. 

A nuclear flash then ignited behind Renee's clenched eyelids when Will's tongue penetrated her raised pussy. 

"UUMMMMM," she grunted out loud, squirming on top of Will's legs as she clumsily tried to reach for his twitching manhood. 

Once Renee was finally able to corral Will's girth snugly between her fingers, she frantically pumped it up and down as he dutifully lapped at the glossy sheen of her vaginal stew. 

"I can't handle her doing that for long without bustin' my nut," Will thought to himself, desperate not to waste his hard earned initial orgasm all over Renee's hand. "If I'm gonna cum... its gonna be inside of her... I could eat this pussy all night but I can't keep all this jizz boiling inside my balls much longer... I've got to fuck her right now!" 

A brief but definite groan of disappointment burped from Renee's mouth when she felt Will's soft lips pull free from her smoldering snatch. An instant later, the warmth of his large penis was torn from her hand as well, when Will scooted his body up into a seated position. 

With the lust crazed hunk now assuming a dominant pose above her, Renee reclined all the way back on the mattress and instinctually spread her thighs apart, knowing from the look in Will's dark eyes, and from the way his cock lurched like a rabid animal above her vagina, what he was about to do next. 

Once Will had slipped the messy and glistening head of his cock into Renee buzzing womb and their two bodies were officially joined, a strange dynamic began to take place. Slowly descending his manhood into Renee's well lubricated sheath, Will seemed to take special care in savoring every subtle movement and contortion Renee's body made underneath his. When he finally felt as if his penis was securly driven to the hilt inside her vagina, the two gracefully began to fuck each other back and forth as if they had become engrossed in a game of sexual chess, each trying to thrust and prod the other, searching out areas of greatest pleasure and vulnerability. 

Towering above Renee's prone frame, Will would expertly corkscrew his hips before pistoning downward until he saw the swooning woman's head sway deliriously to the side each time his buried cock hit home. 

Conversly, each time Renee felt as if Will was pushing her perilously close to release, she would tighten the grip of her legs around his back and thrust her own pelvis upwards, making it feel to Will as if his probing phallus was sliding in and out of a unflinching velvet glove. 

"UUHHH... AAAHH," the two moaned over and over into each other's ear, causing Tamara to nimbly hop off the side of the bed where she had been watching. 

Darting off the bed so Will and Renee could have the entire space to themselves, Tamara nakedly took a seat beside Patricia and joined her boss in looking on. 

The bed all to themselves now, Will and Renee were able to spread out as they continued to explore each other's ripe sexuality. Driving his pelvic bone like a graceful jackhammer repeatedly down on top of Renee's boiling quim, it felt just like spearing his virile manhood into a bowl of radiant honey each time he see-sawed it in and out of her puffy vaginal grip. 

Never breaking eye contact the whole time they were joined, they could see in each other's silent cues of pleasure that each was quickly sliding down the slope of impending sexual bliss. 

It was a fact not lost on the three onlookers either as the sound of the bed creaking painfully underneath Renee and Will mingled in a primal chorus with the fleshy percussion of their genitals crashing together until everyone watching seemed on the verge of stunned disbelief. 

"Holy Shit," Tamara exhaustedly exclaimed, summing up the feelings of the other two women watching in the room as she lazily rubbed her fingers through her just fucked pussy. 

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"Goddamn... UMMM... SHIT... I'm about to cum," Will groaned to himself, knowing whether he tried to fuck Renee soft and slow or fast and hard, that holding back his rapidly building orgasm would soon be fruitless. 

As fate would have it however, the exact same thoughts were rippling through Renee's synapses as well. Having made the silent but implicit promise to Patricia to do what Tamara and Sarah couldn't, Renee fought with everything she had to keep from cumming under Will's blinding and persistent assault. 

Less than four feet from the intertwined pair on the bed, Patricia suddenly found her hand rapidly moving up and down between her pressing thighs, just like Sarah to her left and Tamara to her right as they aimlessly masturbating their already satiated genitals watching Will and Sarah burn like two sizzling fuses against each other. 

Every muscle inside the couple's sweaty bodies seemed to be working in mechanical unison as the three assembled women became increasingly mesmerized by the beautiful and violent display. 

"Oh God... I can't cum... right here... like this... fingering myself with my clothes still on," Patricia found herself thinking as she felt the initial twinges of her release building. 

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Pressing his knees to the inside of Renee's, Will essentially forced her thighs all the way apart as he rapidly plowed downward, giving him free and unfettered access to the untouched reaches of the howling woman's syrupy depths. 

"She can't take much more of this," Will confidently surmised even though the lust boiling inside his own balls was on the verge of a catastrophic eruption as well. 

Just when he thought he had Renee submissively under his pounding will, she lurched her crotch upwards and dug her heels, like two fleshy cattle prods into his side. 

"Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... fuck me come on... fuck me you Sonofabitch," Renee snarled, sounding as if Tamara's salty tongue had found its way into her mouth. 

Sensing Will's temporary moment of weakness, Renee cinched her flared vaginal muscles around his embedded cock. Grunting as she strained every muscle in her legs, arms, chest and stomach, Renee somehow lifted her back from the bed until she had raised herself up into a seated position, staring face to face with her briefly incapacitated lover. 

Cringing from the ungodly torque created by her sudden shift in position, Will shuddered as he knelt there, praying his cock wouldn't snap like a limb from Renee's vaginal friction and pressure. 

"AAHHH," Will moaned helplessly as Renee grabbed both his shoulders and pushed forward, causing the much bigger man to tumble backwards until he was flat on the bed with her body securly resting on top of his. 

"UURGGHH... UUUHHHHHAAAHHHH," Will grunted loudly as his cock bent backwards at an ungodly angle. 

Feeling the head of Will's penis stab into depths previously untouched inside of her, Renee carefully twisted her pelvis up and down, grinding her crotch against the blunt, penetrating slab of flesh until she felt completely and inexorably filled as a woman. 

"GGAAWWDDD," Renee and Will gasped out loud as the rhythmic pace of their fuck motions re-intensified. 

Her toes beginning to tingle noticeably as she watched Renee's ass churn up and down on top of Will's beefy manhood, Patricia blindly kicked off her tight leather ankle boots before scooting forward in her seat. 

"Just what are you getting ready to do?" a distant but concerned voice inside of her head questioned. 

"Putting an end to this," Patricia found herself answering out loud as she crawled closer to the foot of the bed. 

Tamara and Sarah's eyes widened in shock as they watched their boss press her hands against the bottom edge of the mattress and pull herself up onto the bed between Will's feet. 

The creamy white, heart shaped presence of Renee's grinding hips churned on and on as Patricia crawled up the length of the bed, her slitted eyes locked completely on Will's huge nutsack as it strained under the force of Renee's downward thrusts. 

Everyone in the room could sense from the way each of them thrashed uncontrollably, that either Will or Renee could cum at any moment. As the pace of their coital display intensified to unfathomable levels, Tamara and Sarah sat in stunned disbelief watching Patricia's face slowly disappear between the two lover's colliding genitals. 

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"I've got her... I've almost got her," Will sighed proudly to himself, several moments after adjusting to the new position Renee had shifted their lovemaking into. 

"Alright... that was about all she could do... if she wants to be on top with me here flat on my back... FINE... my cock still buried all the way up inside of her... and her pussy is quivering like its being electrocuted every time she grinds down on top of me," Will noted as he looked up at the voluptuous blonde straddling his lap and the way her breasts and eye lids bounced recklessly each time his embedded phallus rammed unapologetically into her clenching inner depths. 




Patricia's Gauntlet Ch. 03



"She's... just... about... to... cu... ," Will started to whisper, noticing the rueful way Renee bit down on her lower lip, until his stream of thought was blatantly interrupted by an unseen but explosive force latching itself on to the superheated skin of his heavy testicles. 

With his head flat against the pillow, Will had no way of seeing who, or what, had began devouring his balls. When Renee rapidly began to speed up her downward thrusts on top of his raging cock however, Will was forced to wrap his hands around her thighs to keep from being pounded into oblivion. 

Transfixed by the sight of Renee grabbing each of her titties tightly to keep the supremely endowed white orbs from bouncing wildly across her chest, Will felt the sperm boiling in his balls start to burn to the surface as he watched Renee's painfully erect nipples protrude out from between her massaging fingers. 

Her forehead awkwardly positioned just below Renee's pistoning behind, Patricia felt her friend's ass pressing down against her soft brown hair each time she worked her cunt down on top of Will's virile prick. 

Sliding her lips and tongue forward between the V of Will's parted legs, Patricia instantly felt his body tense and shiver when the tip of her tongue depressed the soft flesh of his sweaty nutsack. 

"He wont be able to handle much of this," Patricia assuredly thought as she mashed her lips against his rising testicles, creating a dense and debilitating suction on his balls while Renee continued to racchet the pressure on his whimpering cock. 

Less than a minute after wrapping her mouth around Will's testicles, Patricia could feel the powerful rush of semen flowing upwards in his genitals against her flushed cheeks as his legs and hips began to buck wildly on the scattered sheets. 

"WE DID IT," Patricia lavishly grinned, keeping her head just below her friend's churning anus as Will emptied his lust deep into Renee's milking sheath. 

"GGAAWWDDD... DDAAMMNNNN... I'MMM... CCUUMMIINNGGGGGGGG... FUCKYYEESSSSSSS" Will voice blarred, his entire weight lurching upward as if his body was the unwilling subject in a cruel but successful exorcism. 

Jet after scalding jet of Will's seed shot rapidly into Renee's syrupy snatch until it simply had nowhere to swim. A few moments after his torrent was unleashed, his boiling goo started dripping straight down out of Renee's overflowing sex, leaving a few initial drops dotting Patricia's forehead and nose. 

The time and teasing buildup that fucking Tamara and Sarah had created quite a supply of sticky fluid inside of Will's heaving balls, and when he finally did allow that reservoir to burst, the spewing fury that was unleashed inside of Renee's vagina flowed nastily in every direction when he removed his mucus-y phallic shaft. 

"OHHH... MY... GOD," Renee breathlessly cringed, anxiously rubbing the flared opening of her sex with her trembling fingers as she tried to collect herself after being so close to release. 

Looking over her right shoulder as she lowered her behind to the bed, Renee's eyes widened and sparkled with shock when she saw Patricia kneeling there as well, her face highlighted with the seminal residue that she and Renee had jointly drawn out from Will's loins. 

"God... Damn... didn't expect to see you there," Renee blathered out loud, massaging Will's heated ejaculate against her sweaty pubic area as Patricia raised herself up on her arms. 

"Nice work," Patricia admiringly smiled to her friend. 

"Guess he couldn't run the gauntlet... could he?" Renee sighed. "Guess you get him all to yourself now. "

"And that's just what I'm about to do," Patricia added before starting to unbutton her slacks as she turned her eyes to Will's seemingly spent face... 

Part 4 coming soon... 



Patricia's Gauntlet Ch. 04



A brief silent interplay unfolded between Patricia and Will as the original object of his desire began to disrobe.

As hard as he had tried over the past two years to get Patricia out of her clothes, part of Will was positively giddy over the specter of her impending nudity. Another part of his sexually exhausted psyche however was not quite so ready for what Patricia had planned.

"I can't believe I let Renee make me cum," Will internally bemoaned, staring with a mixture of pride and frustration at the copious amounts of his milky white semen as it glistened like frothy glue around Renee's gaping vaginal lips.

Turning his gaze back to Patricia as she cast aside her shirt, Will fought hard to maintain eye contact with her, knowing what was in store after failing the challenge she had set forth.

"But the original agreement was just Tamara...not the other two," Will's pride tried coaxing, having difficulty coming to grips with what had ended up happening.

"You should have been able to dick down all three girls...no problem," he again chided himself as the fires of his lust began to ember back to life watching Patricia slide her pants down her legs.

As soon as he started to scan Patricia's emerging naked flesh, Will felt his greasy, half limp cock begin to re-inflate. Keeping his eyes glued on Patricia as she worked the rear clasp of her bra free, allowing her proud and firm titties to spill free, Will winced knowing no matter how hard his cock got, it would be of no use for what Patricia had planned for him.

"I don't even know why I went through the trouble of taking my bra off," Patricia wondered to herself, privately loving the way Will's cock seemed to fill with helium as he studied her well proportioned bosom.

Beading her eyes like two lasers on Will's face as she prepared to roll down her panties, Patricia took a great deal of pleasure in the childlike look of anticipation oozing from his pores.

Taking a fleeting look over each shoulder at her well fucked friends looking on, Patricia cast all three an impish smile before tuning her attention back to Will. With a great deal of satisfaction, Patricia then pulled her underwear all the way down before easing up on the bed, crawling past Will's revived cock, straddling his torso and then finally sitting down on top of his oddly contrite face.

The moment Patricia had waited for since the initial twisted idea had filtered into her head earlier in the evening finally came to fruition when she looked straight down into Will's eyes and saw the way his face was helplessly sandwiched between her warm and fleshy thighs.

Loving the way his handsome and masculine facial features looked engulfed by her steaming crotch, Patricia teasingly danced her glowing pink cunt back and forth against his trembling lips.

"Lick my pussy you fucking Asshole," Patricia internally spat as she scrubbed swath after swath of her liquid vaginal excitement across the five o'clock shadow adorning Will's cheeks and chin.

"GGAAWWDDD," Patricia lustfully whimpered when Will's tongue darted upwards into her smoldering sheath. 

"Shit that feels good," she murmured to herself, desperate not to cum so soon after mounting the beaten man's face.

Grinding her teeth together and turning her head to the side so she couldn't see the radiant sight of Will lapping at her cunt from below, all Patricia saw when she looked behind her was Will's erect cock, swaying proudly through the air as it rose majestically from his groin.

"SHIT," Patricia hissed loudly, fighting the primal urge coursing through her to reach behind and grab the straining girth of Will's inviting phallus between her fingers.

* * * * *

Every nerve ending in her body still tingling from the carnal romp she had just endured with Will, Renee watched as her friend Patricia took her place on top of the spent stud's face.

"You go, Patricia," Renee found herself whispering under her breath as she admired the way Patricia's bare white asscheeks swayed and shimmied on top of Will's chest.

Stealing a quick gaze over each shoulder at Tamara and Sarah flanking her, Renee jealously noted the post-orgasmic glow that highlighted each of her co-worker's sweaty faces.

"And Patricia wont be far behind either," Renee mewed, feeling the electrical jolts on unrequited need continually sizzle through her molten depths.

Watching Will's cock rise mightily back to life several feet in front of her, Renee rapidly twirled her right index finger through her steaming quim until the thought of being the only one in the room to go without an orgasm became too much to bear.

"If the Sonofabitch can get it up again that quickly...I might as well take advantage of it," Renee bristled, causing both Tamara and Sarah to freeze in their seats as she again nakedly approached the bed.

* * * * *

So enthralled in the act of grinding her sloppy cunt down on top of Will's churning mouth, Patricia didn't have the slightest clue Renee had eased out of her seat and made her way back onto the bed behind her.

Patricia's spine flinched when she felt Will's body spasm and jerk underneath her the moment Renee slipped her unfulfilled pussy back down on top of his raging erection. Biting her lower lip hard as Will thrashed below, Patricia steeled herself to plow forward, increasing the velocity of her pelvic thrusts until Will's entire mouth had disappeared inside her vagina.

Several moments passed as the two women on top of Will grinded him into the mattress. Straddling his head, completely unaware Renee was now perched, legs squatted across Will's waist behind her, it wasn't until Renee began to list back and forth that Patricia realized her friend was there.

"OHHH," Patricia moaned out loud, her goose pimpled flesh suddenly taking on the feel of fresh sandpaper when Renee's swinging bosom began to teasingly rock back and forth against her back at the same time Will relentlessly chewed at her pussy.

Feeling her own repressed lust beginning to boil to the top, Patricia looked down through her slitted and blurry eyes at the way Will beautifully lapped at her dripping arousal. Her head swimming in jumbled sexual confusion, Patricia blindly reached down to her left and clutched her hand around Renee's calf, in a desperate attempt to keep her balance as she and her friend tettered on top of Will's lurching frame.

"OHH...FUCK," Patricia barked to the ceiling as the sensation of Renee's jiggling breasts repeatedly collided against her back.

Every drop of sexual angst and primal adrenaline that had been building inside of Patricia since she had initially approached Will with her ill-fated idea over an hour earlier, now oozed from her pores like millions of microscopic flares as she finally submitted to orgasm.

Arching her upper torso backwards at the same time she shoved her crotch all the way down on top of Will's already stuffed mouth, Patricia languished deliriously in the explosive chasm of her release as Renee's erect nipples stabbed like two miniature fingers against her convulsing shoulder blades.

Feeling her boss' body rock backwards against hers at the same time Will's dick burrowed like a drill inside her womb, it felt as if Patricia's thundering orgasm had bled though her own skin and into Renee's, as if the long awaited release was an exquisite virus, waiting to be shared.

Jack hammering her crotch down of top of Will's quivering pubic mass, Renee selfishly indulged herself in a long deprived and much needed release.

"AAHHH...FUCKKKK," she cried out in unison with Patricia, their chorus of sexual delirium sending chills up the spine of their co-workers looking on.

Having two women simultaneously orgasming on top of him, Will had no choice but to cum as well. Feeling Renee's cunt twist and tear at his manhood at the same time Patricia's greasy dew splashed relentlessly against his soon to be sore cheeks, Will bucked upwards against the women's collective weight until all three were thrashing in a sadistically glorious, intertwined pile of flesh on the bed.

* * * * *

One by one, each of the exhausted shells of humanity on the bed gathered their breath and tried to slip free from the 3-sided coupling.

Grimacing as she raised her hips into the air, the wet and messy sound of Will's cock being released from Renee's pussy drifted through the room.

At the same time Renee was easing her body to the safety of the mattress below, Patricia was sliding her cunt off of Will's mouth, the whole time admiring the random number of her discarded pubic hairs that dotted the greasy sheen covering his cheeks.

Turning her head towards Renee when she had finally dismounted Will's mouth, Patricia took a good look at her naked friend and smiled.

"Damn...I think you broke the thing Renee," Patricia laughed as she studied Will's half limp and overwrought cock.

The instant Patricia turned her attention to Renee however, she could feel the vibe that had long been established between the two had changed somehow. The years worth of unspoken attraction between them had suddenly manifested itself in a heated, hypnotic stare that wasn't lost on anyone else in the room.

Keeping her legs spread unapologetically wide as she reclined beside Will's conquered face, Patricia continued to gaze deep into Renee's watering eyes , feeling her own blood simmer when she sensed her fellow employee visually absorbing her naked essence.


Rolling her tongue around her mouth as she contemplated a meal she had never partaken , Renee suddenly found herself easing up the length of the bed until her trembling lips were making a bee-line for the toasty opening of Patricia's vaginal flower.

* * * * *

A collective gasp of trepidation and shock gushed free from both Tamara and Sarah's mouth as they watched Renee's head disappear between Patricia's thighs.

Even though they had each shared in more sexual debauchery than either imagined they would every be pary to, to see the two women that they shared an office space with on a daily basis suddenly locked in a wanton embrace caused Tamara and Sarah to feel as if their hearts and rational minds had somehow been sucked into an ever expanding black hole.

Stealing a glance over to each other, Tamara and Sarah quickly bowed their eyes in shame, each knowing the aftermath of what was happening would have long and far reaching consequences.

The look in Will's startled eyes was equally as unsettling. Even though he had made love to more women than he could count, in a myriad of lecherous circumstances, he still couldn't recount ever having two women orgasm simultaneously on top of him and then fall into a passionate embrace with each other beside him as two of their female friends silently looked on.

Mesmerized, as any normal man would, by the sight of one woman going down on another directly beside him, Will would have been happy just laying there and witnessing the debaucherous display unfold as he lazily played with his balls after the second bone jarring orgasm in a row.

As content as he was to just rest there and watch Patricia and Renee's erotic coupling, Will was by nature a pleaser and when he scanned down the length of Renee's sideways body, he could feel his stomach growl for a taste of the sopping wet and glowing pink flower between her legs.

Before he could prop his weight up and ease closer to Renee's exposed pussy however, Will's already jilted sense of reality was thrown for another loop when he watched Tamara beat him to the punch. His eyes nearly exploded in their sockets when Tamara demurely pulled her petite body out of her chair and dropped to her knees at the foot of the bed. Inching her face forward, Tamara's mouth descended towards the exact same spot Will had moments earlier intended to place his.

* * * * *

For whatever reason Tamara was sparked to action, whether it was the normal arousal any healthy person would feel after witnessing such a graphic sexual act, or the long inhibited sense of vague attraction she had felt towards Renee ever since the first time they met, the only thing that was certain was that Tamara was bent down on her knees and her face was diving between her unsuspecting co-workers parted legs.

In the way perhaps that individuals are often sexually intrigued by members of another race, nationality, or physical makeup, Tamara lowered her mouth to Renee's puckered oval slit at the same time she was having to come to grips with the fact that she had always been fascinated, if not out rightly infatuated by what Renee had to offer.

Short of each being a female and having the same employer, Renee and Tamara had little else in common. Renee was a natural blonde with long, staright angelic hair. Tamara was a frizzy, curly haired brunette. Renee was tall and voluptuous, the essence of an Amazonian female. Tamara was barely 5 feet tall and had developed quite the Napoleonic complex growing up. Part of that would explain the huge and often overbearing personality that Tamara had developed, but even as her mouth was running a mile a minute at work or out on the town, Tamara privately admired Renee's ability to maintain a cool and calm demeanor when things got out of hand.

All the psychological mumbo-jumbo went out the window however when Tamara opened her quivering lips and grazed them against the greasy entrance of her friend's just fucked quim. In that moment, Tamara had been reduced to nothing more than a hungry slut who had gravitated towards the most delectable source of sustenance she could find.

* * * * *

"This is some crazy fucked up shit," Will mumbled to himself as he lowered his weight back down to the bed, unable to believe quite what he was seeing.

Continuing to openly fixate on the now three way feminine coupling playing out beside him, Will used his left hand to casually molest his sagging balls and semi hard cock at the same time his right hand gently massaged Renee's long blonde hair as she dove face first between Patricia's legs.

Content to play the role of a fondling fluffer for several glorious minutes, something suddenly shifted out of the corner of Will's eye.

"DAMN," Will grinned after turning his head to see Sarah, sitting all by herself on the sofa against the back wall of the hotel suite, her dress still hiked halfway up her thighs as she watched her three friends intertwine into one naked chain of flesh on the bed. 

"There's nowhere for her to go," Will noted as she continued to claw at the same pussy he had savagely reamed out earlier in the evening.

"You did say you wanted another crack at that pussy of hers," Will reminded himself. 

"I bet that ass of hers is pretty tight too," another more sinister and lascivious voice added, bringing his cock back to full, virile attention.

* * * * *

Never before had Sarah been so dumbstruck. Even as she eagerly dabbed her fingers through her rampantly burning snatch to the poignant image of her three office mates locked in a primal, Sapphic train, Sarah internally pondered how she'd ever be able to return to her old life the next day and face her husband and kids as if she still was the same faithful wife and righteous mother that she had been before she had boarded that plane to Tampa.

Her entire realm of attention held by the dueling entities of her friends' lustful display and her own uncertain future, Sarah had been completely unaware that Will had excused himself from the bed and was approaching silently to her right.

"UUHHH," the startled married woman gulped out loud, biting her tongue accidentally in the process when Will placed his warm hand on her shoulder.

Feeling as if she had been caught with her own hand in the proverbial cookie jar as she masturbated herself to the scene on the bed, Sarah froze on the spot as Will hungrily stared down at her.

Shrouded in Will's hulking shadow, Sarah tilted her gaze nervously to her right, and saw the way his bulging cock seemed to seethe directly at her seated eye level.

"He wants you to... suck it... while he watches the three girls eat each other out," Sarah assumed as she pulled her sticky right hand free from the moist and humid crevice between her legs. 

* * * * *

It turned out a blow job was the furthest thing from Will's mind. Even though his ravaged but re-hardened cock was throbbing invitingly in front of Sarah's hazy eyes, when she succumb to her natural instincts and tried to reach out to grab it, Will tightened the grip around it's base and pulled it away from the married woman's extended fingers.

Belittled and embarrassed at the way Will mockingly stared down at her quick willingness to caress his swaying manhood, Sarah was forced to sit there and wither as Will taunted her with it.

"Get up," Will calmly ordered, leaving Sarah paralyzed on the sofa, wondering what the naked stud looming above had in mind.

* * * * *

Re-coiling further on the sofa as Will closed in, Sarah nudged the hem of her skirt down as she closed her thighs together.

"You want to...fuck me...again,?" Sarah's eyes dazedly questioned.

"Not exactly," Will's eyes seemed to twinkle mysteriously in reply, as he reached down and snared Sarah's left leg.

Casting a quick gaze to his right to measure the progress of the three women squirming and grinding on the bed, Will tightened the grip of his hand around Sarah's ankle, rendering any sort of potential resistance futile.

Pulling the helpless woman towards him the same way a bear might with its own captured prey, Will looked down and loved the way Sarah's eyed widened with every inch closer her face got to the bulging muscle between his legs. 

"Get up and let me sit down," Will not so subtly implored, before helping the unwitting woman to her feet and taking a seat in the same warm spot she had just been resting.

"Now...turn around and get down on your knees," Will hissed up to Sarah, nudging one hand against her waist and the other against her left calf until she lowered herself into a kneeling position on the floor.

"Good," he cooed, enjoying the view of the bed that had been created when Sarah bent down, and the way the three women on it continued to savor each other's languid juices.

Guiding his hands to the bottom hem of Sarah's skirt, Will nonchalantly lifted it up so that her entire powder white ass danced like a full desert moon in front of him. Digging his fingers into the soft flesh of the married woman's behind, Will calmly pulled them apart to get his first look at her virgin anal cherry.

"UMMM," Will outwardly groaned his approval, causing Sarah's head to slump when she realized just what he had in mind.

"I...don't ...think...I ...never...have...don't...think I...can ...take it...that way," Sarah stammered, her voice cracking horribly as she felt Will's 10 fingers roam freely across her entire rear end.

Dabbing three of his fingers into Sarah's cunt for added lubrication, Will's arm tensed when he felt the ferocity of her clutching vaginal muscles around his probing advances.

Clamping the tip of his thumb tightly over the rim of Sarah's anus, Will held it there for several moments as if he were trying to hold back the onslaught of a just opened bottle of champagne.

"This isn't going to be easy...or pretty," Will prophetically muttered to himself, knowing the rushed act of taking the older woman's anal virginity would change her forever.

Determined to send her home, and back to her husband, with a memory of that night she'd never escape however, Will proceeded to lean forward and aim the head of his pulsing cock up against the thumb marking the entrance to Sarah's taunt rectum.

"MMMMM...NNNNNN...AAAHHHHHH," Sarah nayed her head like a horse in a stall, down on all fours as Will prepared to mount her.

Scrubbing his fingertips up the length of Sarah's naked back, Will clenched his left hand into the fluffy mass of brown hair adorning the back of Sarah's head to hold her in place as he positioned his penis against her tender back door.




Patricia's Gauntlet Ch. 04



"Just relax Baby and keep your eyes on all your friends tonguing each other up on the bed," Will crassly suggested, feeling the heat of Sarah's purring vagina slowly roast his citrus sized balls as he pressed forward.

Scooping his fingers through Sarah's fuming vaginal fleece for one last dose of lubrication, Will prepped his cock with the married woman's humid residue before shoving the hard shell head of dick all the way between her milky white asscheeks.

The sound of the three women on the bed lapping at each other's pussies had been the only sound echoing through the room until Sarah's sudden shrieks of anal violation caused the hair on back of everyone's neck to stand on end.

"MMMYYYYGGGAAAWDDDDD," Sarah's voice cracked, her teeth grinding together like pearly white stones as Will's substancial girth sliced her open.

"Damn this is tight," Will gulped, keeping his tubular shaft steady inside of Sarah until the married woman's knees began to tetter and totter on the carpet.

Removing the steadying grip from his cock when he felt the muscles in Sarah's straining anal sheath wench another inch of his endowment into her untapped depths, Will took the opportunity to slide several of his already slimy fingers back into the fuming liquod pool between her legs.

"What's your husband gonna think about all this?" Will spat down, feeling sadistically invigorated by the base act of sexual selfishness he was performing on Sarah. "What's he gonna think when he finds out his precious wife willingly let another man slam his cock into her pussy AND her ass?"

"UUURRGGAAHH," Sarah moaned in reply, feeling her ears burn at the same time her heart attempted to crash through her chest cavity.

"Push out with that tail Sarah...come on," Will coolly demanded. "I want you to make that asshole swallow up every inch of my dick!"

Angling his index, middle and ring fingers all the way up inside of Sarah's dripping pussy, Will snaked even more of his cock between the woman's raised and spasming buns until Sarah's entire body began to shake violently on the floor.

His stamina on Full from the two previous orgasms, Will knew he could drill his manhood repeatedly into Sarah's quivering anus without the fear of cumming before he made her pussy explode one last time. As he continued to twirl and dash his fingers through the honey-laden folds of her cunt, Will could tell from the way Sarah's shoulders trembled and her raspy, tortured breath whistled free from her nose and clenched lips that she was nearing release.

Blindly plowing his pelvis forward until Sarah's behind looked like nothing more than a ample plate of white jelly trying to ride out an earthquake, Will rapidly shifted his gaze back and forth between the three beautiful women slithering across the sheets of the bed and the married woman convulsing on her knees below.

"GOD...GOD IT HURTS," Sarah shuddered over and over, even though her hips continued working frantically backwards against Will's unflinching beast.

"YEAH SARAH...YEAH...COME ON...YEAH...FUCK ME BACK," Will loudly demanded, loving the way Sarah's vaginal sheen coated his right hand like paraffin wax, all the way past his awkwardly bent wrist.

Pushing Sarah towards orgasm with the same ferocity a lumberjack would in chopping down a tree, Will felt the last vestiges of the crying woman's control giving way when each of their ears were shattered by the sound of Patricia and Renee each cumming simultaneously on the bed.

"DAMN...DAMN...FUCKING DAMN," Will beamed gloriously, feeling Sarah's loins erupt into orgasm at the same time her two co-workers thrashed and kicked directly above her wildly spinning head.

Making sure he kept his brooding schlong buried to the hilt inside of Sarah's ass as her pussy choked and spat against his saturated fingers, Will held his ground, proudly perched on his knees as the four women in the room howled and moaned like a pack of rabid hyenas around him.

"The damn paint's gonna start peeling off the walls, "Will laughed as he roughly gouged his cock in and out or Sarah's rectum until the last few drops of semen left inside his cock oozed messily out of his peehole and into the married woman's burning asshole.

* * * * *

Reclining straight back and lowering his weight onto the sofa above Sarah's now collapsed frame, Will exhaustedly scanned the room. Following the trail of flesh from Sarah on the floor, up to Tamara who still had her head cradled between Renee's thighs, past Renee, and finally up to Patricia, Will couldn't help but share a long and telling moment with the woman who had unwittingly initiated the entire event. 

"Were those orgasms worth all of this for you Patricia?" Will eyes queried as he gently rubbed his sore and spent prick. 

"You're the one that has to get back on a plane with the other three and look them in the eyes every day at the office Patricia...Not me...and you're the one that has to look at the pictures of their families on their desks knowing what happened here tonight...you're the one that opened this up...but the rest of them have to live with the consequences," the clarity of Will's insinuation ruefully connected with Patricia, causing her to wince and bow her head as Renee blindly continued lapping up the juices she had elicited from her boss' furry pussy.

THE END...THANKS FOR THE READ!!