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Casualty of Chance Ch. 01

By: Stardog Champion



If Kelli Zellers had a fault, it was the fact that she couldn't easily say the word, "No". It was a trait borne somewhat out of her DNA, her Mother was such a sweet woman that most who knew her thought she was a prime candidate for Sainthood. Between the selflessness Kelli showed with her Husband and two daughters over the years, not to mention her chosen career as a registered nurse, Kelli had long ago given more than she would ever take on this Earth.

That word, "No" often crept out of her lungs and into her throat, but very rarely did it ever slip off her tongue, and even when it did, Kelli felt a silly but real discomfort thinking she might be disappointing the person making the inquiry. It was simply the way she was wired.

Kelli's inability to say 'no' was what had her driving towards the Interstate on-ramp that unusually warm, late September Thursday morning, so she could head back to her home in the 'burbs after a 3rd straight 12 hour overnight shift at the St. Louis hospital she worked.

She was only a couple of blocks away from the entrance to I-64 West when she looked down and saw her gas gauge creeping towards a quarter of a tank. While it was certainly enough to get her home, Kelli decided to stop and fill up anyway so she wouldn't have to pump the gas on her way back out that night to go back in to work.

Kelli had worked the dayshift at her hospital for nearly a decade and a half, and certainly had the seniority to turn down the hours on graveyard if she wanted to put her foot down. But with several girls on 3rd shift away on vacation and many of the less tenured girls on her shift having young children who needed a steady routine in their lives, Kelli had offered to take the bullet for a few weeks until the night crew was back at full strength.

It wasn't the worst thing in the world. While it did mess with her internal clock, Kelli had found it quite nice to get off work a little after sunrise and be able to go home to a quiet house after her Husband had left for work and her 16 year old Daughter had left for school. She could make herself a little breakfast in peace, watch some of Oprah or The View perhaps, then get a good dose of sleep before waking up around 5 o'clock, put on some dinner, eat with her family, then get ready for her shift at work.

Kelli made the right into the gas station's parking lot and took a deep breath of thanks seeing the place wasn't that busy. The last thing she needed after being in her work clothes all night was to have to wait in line around a bunch of strangers, much less without a dab of make-up on, running into someone she knew. Quickly pulling up to the pump, Kelli got out, pumped $37.00 into her Subaru Outback and went inside to pay.

Other than the two clerks and a handful of customers milling around the store, the place was pretty much dead. After paying for her gas, a bottle of V-8 and a pack of peanut butter crackers to tide her over until she got home, Kelli walked back outside and clicked the remote to unlock her car. 

Everything was going so routinely Kelli allowed her mind to drift as she walked to her car, thinking about a variety of things from a few incidents that happened the previous night at work to perhaps buying a new outfit to wear for a dinner party her Husband's office was throwing in a few weeks. She was completely oblivious to everyone parked or pumping gas around her.

Kelli was able to lose herself in thought a little easier at 9 o'clock in the morning at a place like that than she might if she'd stopped at 9 o'clock that evening. Still, she jumped a little and froze when she heard a male voice call out in her direction just as she'd rounded the front of her vehicle.

"Ma'am...excuse Ma'am," a deep but very friendly voice caused Kelli to turn around just before she reached for the driver's side door handle.

"Yes," Kelli answered, fumbling a little with her juice and crackers as she turned to see a well dressed and smiling black man pumping gas two pumps over.

"A co-worker and me are staying here in town a few days on business...up at the Best Western right up the street...we were both saying we're getting a little burnt out on fast food and we're wondering if there's a nicer sit-down diner or something a little further up the road?"

"...Yeah...I think so...I know there's a steakhouse that's open for lunch right up at the stoplight past the interstate exchange and the closer you get downtown there's plenty of Mom and Pop places," Kelli offered, completely at ease answering the unassuming man's question.

"Thanks," he replied. "And a few malls up that way, too?"

"Yeah...a couple of strip malls and a big indoor one," Kelli added before opening the door and preparing to step back inside. 

Just before she did however, the 12 ounce glass bottle of V-8 that she'd been struggling with slipped from her fingers and shattered in a blood red puddle directly at her feet.

"AAAHH," a quick shriek burst from Kelli's throat the same time the exploding glass caused everyone in the parking lot to look her way.

Instantly pulling her feet away from the expanding mess, Kelli was thankful only a trace of the thick red juice dotted her white work shoes. Taking a quick look around to see just how many people had been outside to hear her little case of the 'dropsies', Kelli once again said a private prayer of thanks that the station wasn't all that busy. Only the gentleman that was pumping gas a few pumps over, who'd asked her a couple of questions a few seconds earlier, had apparently witnessed her act of clumsiness. And he only stood there behind his sunglasses smiling.

"OOPS," Kelli said out loud with a half a laugh, now faced with what to do next.

Like most people, her first instinct was to sneak back into her car and drive away but her conscience quickly stopped her. Kelli immediately imagined how she'd react if one of her children had made such a mess only to turn their back on it and disappear as if nothing had happened.

Stepping aside the growing puddle of juice and broken glass, Kelli swung her purse over her shoulder and started to walk back inside the store to get a broom. Before she could get halfway to the door however, a short, gray haired man with a noticeable slump and limp hobbled outside with a broom and walk along dustpan.

"I'm so sorry," Kelli mouthed with heartfelt apologies to the attendant who ambled up to the smashed glass and began sweeping it up into a loose pile.

Several of the customers who were inside the store gradually began filtering out the door and passing Kelli as she stood in the center of the parking lot, trying to decide whether or not she wanted to go back inside and get another bottle of juice.

"Just leave and go home," she told herself, the tiring brunt of her discombobulated work schedule, and messed up sleeping habits, finally catching up with her.

In the process of spinning around to head back to her car however, Kelli plowed face first right into a man who'd just walked out of the store.

"UUUAAAHHH," Kelli's voice squeaked as her forehead bounced off the stranger's shoulder.

"Oh...You OK Lady," the very tall and well built man she'd stumbled into asked, barely flinching from such a tiny woman running into him. Still, he instinctively reached out with his right hand to grab Kelli by the arm in case she might fall.

"...I'm...s...s...sorry...,' Kelli stuttered, now doing her best to clumsily pull backwards as she and the gentleman did that awkward "you go left at the same time I go right" dance to try and peel themselves off each other.

Kelli and the stranger tried several times to dodge away from each other before finally pulling themselves apart. Smiling nervously as she backed up, Kelli nearly collided with the older man who'd cleaned up her broken bottle as he tried to limp back inside the store.

"God...I just need to go home before I run over somebody...,' Kelli laughed, the pale, Irish white skin of her neck and cheeks showing a noticeable blush as she looked down at her left arm, still feeling the stranger's grip seeming to tingle her skin even though he'd let it go a few seconds earlier.

"Oh ...don't worry...My Mom was a nurse for a lot of years too...I know you probably have a million things going through your mind every day when you get off from work," the gentleman she'd just about smashed into said warmly after noticing Kelli's outfit. 

Kelli found herself dumbstruck for the moment by the stranger's kindness and understanding tone. It had been years since her Husband, or anyone really close to her for that matter, ever wanted to talk about her day at work and the stuff she had to deal with on occasion. So like most people with the same caring make-up as Kelli, she kept most of those things locked up inside her in a neat and tidy, private place. She couldn't blame them really for not wanting to know, hearing about death and sickness usually cast a pall around the dinner table and frankly Kelli had learned to process most of it on her own, with the occasional gab session with one of her fellow nurses who endured the same hardships she did on a regular basis.

To have a complete stranger give her that quick word of encouragement and understanding, especially after she barreled into him, brought an appreciative smile to Kelli's tired face.

"That's sweet...thank you, yes it can be a little overwhelming at times," Kelli said to the black man in his early 30's that was standing in front of her.

With that, both nodded and turned to head back towards their respective cars. Kelli instantly noticed the man she'd run into was the travel partner of the other black man she'd talked to who was pumping gas beside her. She cast the two men a pleasant wave goodbye as she approached her own car. Looking down at the still wet outline of the V-8 she dropped, Kelli took a deep breath hoping that minor tragedy was the worst thing she'd have to deal with all day.

Opening the door and stepping inside, Kelli scuttled through her keys before raising the right one towards the ignition.

A full tank of gas and some of her dignity left intact, Kelli checked her rearview for any vehicles behind her before dropping the transmission into drive and attempting to finally head home. Just before she could however, a moving shadow of light sparkled in the corner of her left eye. Taking a look out of the driver's side window, Kelli saw the man she'd originally talked to while he was pumping gas now walking towards her car, waving politely.

"You're gas cap's still open," Kelli heard him say through the window before pounding her head once again in embarrassment.

The gentleman quickly reached for the cap, twisted it back on and then closed the latch tight.

"Thanks again" Kelli told him after rolling her window half way down. 

"No problem," he replied.

"One more thing," the man added, knowing he still had the woman's attention.

"Sure," Kelli offered.

The next few words out of the younger man's mouth caused the married mother of two's heart to stop. With simple, sober and calm clarity, the man who'd asked Kelli for casually for directions a few minutes earlier now asked Kelli if she'd be interested in following him and his friend back to their motel room down the street. There wasn't a hint of crassness or intimidation in the man's tone, just a direct and succinct offer.

Completely taken aback by the invitation, Kelli tried to respond but it suddenly felt as if her tongue had been stung by several bees. Looking off to her left, doing anything she could to avoid eye contact with the man standing a few feet in front of her door, Kelli eyes settled on the man's friend, the one she'd bumped into in front of the store. The well dressed, burly man was leaning against the fender of his car, watching with his arms folded in curious amusement as his co-worker tried to pick her up.

Even though there wasn't a hint of outward harassment or force in the stranger's demeanor, the fact that he continued to stand there staring inside the car at Kelli, his gaze unflinching as his offer hung in the air, caused Kelli to feel as if she was stewing in her seat. Her nervous system still too overloaded to allow her to turn her wrist so she could start the car and drive away, Kelli apprehension grew with each passing second knowing her silence might be construed as interest.

"...I'm...marri...," Kelli started to say through the half opened window.

"I know," the stranger efficiently cut her off. "I saw the ring. So you're saying if you weren't married, you'd be interested?"

Once again Kelli was left too dumbstruck to respond. And the man continued to just stand there, hands in pockets, waiting.

Her head already spinning from a long night at work and the shock to her system from the shift change, Kelli knew she wasn't in her right mind to begin with. Compounded with dropping the bottle in the parking lot and about knocking down everyone in her path trying to get back to her car, Kelli knew her emotional tank was already on empty. And now she was being confronted with the crudest of offers from a man she didn't even know.

Despite the blow to her moral decency, something deep within Kelli's core was scratched open like a scab. 

Even though it was an 'on again/off again' relationship in her teens and early 20's, Kelli had wound up marrying her college sweetheart. Pencil thin and freckled, Kelli had never remotely considered herself a 'man magnet'. Only 5 foot 2 with curly red hair and narrow facial features, the last thing she ever would think of herself as was sexy or desirable. The middle child of two other sisters, Kelli had also grown up use to flying under the radar when it came to attention. Thankfully she'd learned early on in life that she had a gift for compassion and helping others, and those traits had helped Kelli carve out a wonderful two decade career in the medical field.

Like anyone however, she still harbored a few scars from the past. Whether it was not being asked out by the guy she wanted for Junior Prom, or always seemingly being the last person chosen for sides in gym class, or even being picked over for promotions at work because she was sure the woman hired had been selected because they were either more buxom or fun in a locked store room.

The thought of being propositioned so bluntly in public was something Kelli never contemplated. Especially considering how haggard she looked from a long night at work. Her hair was a mess, she didn't have a hint of make-up on and she still had on her scrubs and yet here was this handsome stranger with his full attention concentrated on her.

Looking out the car's windshield, Kelli watched as a rather attractive blonde, dressed in a business suit and heels, walked across the parking lot headed towards the door of the store. It was the same type of woman Kelli had always found herself inferior to and she was sure the blonde woman was on the stranger's radar, but he kept his gaze locked directly on Kelli, waiting for her to say something as she sat in the driver's seat of her Outback. 

"Come on back with us to the motel," he said once again in a very polite, measured tone.

Kelli turned to try and make some sort of visual stand but when she did, before she could utter a word, she was sure she saw the stranger ever so subtly squeeze his right hand over an obvious protrusion in the crotch of his tailored pants.

"...I...just...I...can't...I have...to...go," Kelli stammered, both her hands now buried in her lap to keep the man from looking in and seeing them shaking.

"I'm guessing your Husband's well on his way to work by now...and if you have kids...I'm sure they've already left for school. House is probably empty when you get home...nobody will miss you all day, will they?" the man said with deliberate ease, seeing the truth of his words glisten in Kelli's watering eyes.

"Tell you what," he added a few moments later. "Roll your window down all the way."

"...Why...?" Kelli's voice creaked.

The man didn't answer, just nodded his head down and smiled.

With her left hand, Kelli tentatively reached for the button and did what the stranger asked, having no clue what he wanted.

Taking a casual step forward, the man leaned his 6 foot 2 inch frame forward and extended his left hand through the opened window. Kelli instantly tensed and recoiled against the seat seeing the stranger's open palm approaching the right side of her face.

Kelli watched with a mixture of befuddlement and fear as the man's left arm extended before her eyes. She didn't comprehend that it was all real until she felt the stranger's fingertips brush gently across her cheek. Stifling a scream, Kelli trembled ever so slightly as the scent of the man's cologne wafted through the window. His touch was soft but Kelli could feel the man's strength coursing through his fingers and before she could manage to stop it, just for a brief moment, she quivered as the image of his dark body intertwined with her pale white one exploded in her mind.

Her first inclination was to lay on the car's horn, but there was no way at that moment to make her arms move. Instead she just sat there staring straight forward feeling the man's fingertips drift first down her cheek then across her chin before descending down her thin neck. Kelli then felt her entire world go black when the man extended his palm out an instant before brazenly squeezing it around the small orb of her right breast through the dark blue material of her uniform top and bra. 

"Somebody has to be seeing this...how can this be happening in broad daylight?" Kelli's internal voice wheezed, but when she managed to focus her squinted gaze outside the car, it seemed the few people in the parking lot were oblivious to her plight.

Not only did the man reach inside the car and grab Kelli's tit, he proceeded to massage it softly as he leaned through the open window. His free hand propped along the edge of the door, he made it appear to anyone that might take notice that he was just having a casual conversation with the woman inside. The entire time however, he was thumbing and pawing at Kelli's right breast until her nipple had grown shamefully erect through the shell of her bra and top. Looking down at the breast he wasn't groping, he noticed Kelli's left nipple was puffed up and straining the fabric of her top as well.

Giving her tit one good hard last squeeze before letting it go, the stranger felt a virile jolt of adrenaline race through his system hearing the gurgling sigh that rose from Kelli's throat when he did. Turning to quickly survey the parking lot, as well as cast he friend a wry, wicked smile, the man standing at Kelli's window then turned his full attention back to her.

"If I dropped my fly right now, I bet you'd suck my dick right here in the parking lot, wouldn't you?" the stranger said with cool callousness.

Reaching for the fly of his slacks, the man seemed to mock Kelli, taking a real measure of satisfaction from the way she gulped and her lips quivered ever so slightly when his fingers wrapped around the zipper holding back his blatantly visible bulge, as if for a moment she actually thought he was going to pull his cock out right there in front of her.

The stranger then just laughed a deep soulful laugh.

"You can come back to our motel room like I said...you know you're gonna dream about this...I can see the need in your eyes, Lady. No reason to spend the rest of your life wondering 'what if'...what's stoppin' ya...come on and make a little selfish memory for yourself," the man offered calmly before patting the driver's side door twice and nodding down to Kelli one last time.

He then turned and walked as if nothing had happened back to his car.

Kelli's breaths were short and pained watching the man to walk back to his car, get in with his co-worker and close the door. There was nothing now preventing her from turning the key and starting her car so she could finally get back on with her life and forget the last few minutes ever happened. Instead, she just sat in her seat, the bundle of keys still wedged tightly in her sweaty right hand as she stared down at her work scrubs, seeing the way the material was bunched right where the man had fondled her breast a minute ago. As much she fought it, Kelli could still feel the fleshy, champagne glass shaped orb inside her bra cup tingling from the stranger's brief but illicit massage. 


Casualty of Chance Ch. 01



Looking pensively over at the men's late model Malibu, Kelli watched as it started up and waited to see them drive away, and out of her life. The running car continued to idle there however. The tinted windows preventing her from seeing inside, Kelli gulped when she saw the passenger window suddenly roll down and the bigger man she'd run into in front of the store extending his hand out the window and give her a waving gesture to go ahead and leave first.

Kelli struggled to raise her hand towards the ignition as both men patiently waited for her next move. On some visceral level Kelli understood what she'd do next would change her future, if not how she viewed her very self.

Again the men waved her on but Kelli continued to sit there, unable to close her hand around the gear shift and drop it into drive. Watching the men's Malibu finally ease away from the pump and towards the main road, Kelli felt an eerie wave sweep through her body, like a thief slipping out during the dead of night, her rational soul somehow escaping her body in that one blinding moment of weakness.

She pulled right out behind them.

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Rico Smith and Gerald Cranston were both in their early 30's working as salesmen for a large Midwestern food distributor. They'd been friends since high school in Tulsa where they played football together and after college had landed jobs working different routes for the same company. Every month their travels would have them crossing paths in St. Louis and they used the opportunity to spend a day or two hanging out, maybe catching a Cardinal game during the Summer if they were having a home stand, but mainly just bonding like friends do that don't get to see each other that often.

Rico and Gerald were both married but that mattered little when they got together. They'd picked up plenty of women at bars over the years together, even met a few in person that they'd hooked up with on the internet, but never before had either one of them ever propositioned a complete stranger in broad daylight, going about her daily routine, the way Rico had the redheaded nurse in the gas station parking lot that morning.

Even though Gerald was much taller than his friend, and weighed nearly 100 pounds more, he was way more shy, a gentle giant of a man really who would have never had the chutzpah to walk up to a random woman in a completely sober environment, with witnesses, and make a blatant play for her.

"You really reached inside her car and grabbed her tit...what did she say?" Gerald laughed incredulously to Rico after he told him what he did.

"Nothing...just sat there blushing a little," Rico replied, scanning the horizon ahead for which restaurant they'd stop at for breakfast.

Gerald continued to chuckle at Rico's nonchalance, a trait he'd marveled at since he'd befriended him way back as teenagers. Gerald's hearty laughter dissipated however when he happened to look in the side-view mirror and saw the woman's Outback pull out of the parking lot behind them. He kept silent for the moment but couldn't resist reaching over and tapping Rico on the arm to make him look up in the rear view when he noticed the woman didn't merge back on the interstate like most of the other cars. The rail thin married nurse was still following them.

Despite the rumbling in his belly for breakfast and the fact the closest restaurant was still a few blocks up the road, on a lark Rico decided to pull into the parking lot of the motel he and Gerald had a room at. 

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Kelli pulled out of the gas station parking lot with every intention of driving the 3/10's of a mile up to the Interstate junction to start the 20 minute drive home. Her Husband was well into his day at the office, her oldest Daughter was away at college, most likely in her 9am English class and her youngest Daughter was probably in her 2nd period civics class. The house would be empty but at that moment all Kelli wanted to do was crawl into bed, pull the covers over her head and disappear from the world for awhile.

Easing up the road, directly behind the two black men in the Malibu, Kelli stared intently at the large green exit sign on her right that showed the way home. In her mind she even envisioned herself hitting her turn signal and making the merge into the traffic going out of town. For whatever reason, her hands didn't cooperate however and her Subaru Outback continued straight on, passing the exit ramp.

Whether it was her seemingly hypnotized judgment from all the long hours at work or simply the sopping wet rumble between her thighs, an entity Kelli hadn't ever faced was now driving her car. Ever since she'd been a small child, she'd always done the right thing, the prudent thing, the selfless thing, but at 9:23 am that non-descript Thursday morning, something much darker, more selfish and hungering was at the wheel.

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"All the beige in the room...EKK," Kelli found herself thinking, her focus strangely on the decor of the barely two star accommodations surrounding her.

The surroundings were about the only thing Kelli could lose herself in to draw her attention away from what was about to happen. And it was completely of her own making. She could have started her car at any point and drove away before the man approached her. She didn't even have to roll her window down to talk to him when he walked up to her door. And she certainly didn't have to pull out behind those two men and follow them up the road to the motel they were staying at. But each time she did and now she found herself standing in the center of a dimly lit room, between two unmade beds, surrounded by those same two men.

A sliver of mid-morning sunlight creeping through the half opened curtains was all the light in the room as Kelli stood there wringing her hands, the coolness of her gold wedding band rubbing hard against the skin of her intertwined fingers as she waited for the sharks circling around her to decide her fate.

There had barely been a word spoken between the three when Kelli pulled her car into the back lot of the motel beside their's. Nothing really needed to be said, the implication of her following them after such a crude and blunt offer was clear. It was a good thing for Kelli that her actions spoke so clearly because God knows she'd never be able to find the words to explain what she was about to do. From the gleam in the men's hungry eyes however, it was clear they understood fully.

Kelli shouldn't have been shocked when she felt the larger of the two men wrap his right hand around her waist, but she still jumped when his massive chest brushed up against the back of her head. The smaller of the men, the one that had actually walked up to her door and propositioned her at the gas station, stood directly in front of her about four feet away, watching intently as his friend's arm wrapped around Kelli from behind. Absorbing the weight of the man's icy, poker faced stare, Kelli was sure she could see just a hint of satisfaction in his gaze as he sized up her moral weakness and physical need.

The man behind her then reached around her with his left arm, making her feel very small in his bear-like clutches. When she looked down, Kelli could see that his left hand was massaging her's and she was sure she could feel his gaze peering down over her left shoulder, staring at the wedding ring on her finger.

Whether it was her brain's way of trying to protect her or simply that her synapses were completely fried, when Kelli tried looking down at the ring that had been on her finger for nearly 23 years, in that instant she couldn't remember what her Husband or her kids even looked like. She didn't get too long to contemplate her mental frailties however when the man behind her lowered his right hand off her waist and down to the center of her crotch.

Kelli's mouth shot open and a whooshing gush of air left her throat when she felt the man's huge hand envelope the front of her pants. The scant amount of light that was filtering into the room seemed to swirl and bend as the man's five fingers began pawing at her crotch. Every inch of Kelli's skin filled with goosebumps when she felt the man's breath cascade down on the top of her head each time he exhaled.

The man standing in front of Kelli turned into nothing more than a 6 foot tall blur as the hand on her crotch intensified it's grip. A series of low 'ahhhs' bristled from her lips and she began kneaded her feet into the carpet below, looking almost like a sleepy cat preparing it's bedding. Kelli could also feel the man's groin pressing against the dead center of her back and the hard, radiating warmth protruding from it was evident through the material of her top.

Her body seemingly encased now by the 290 pound man she'd first plowed smack into the gas station's parking lot, Kelli knew she couldn't move even if she wanted to. Her heels tilting off the floor each time his fingertips grazed over the V of her crotch, Kelli swore her two feet levitated when she felt the man's right hand slip under the elastic band of her pants and sink inside the soaked front of her pink panties. Kelli could also feel the man's soft lips caressing the exposed skin of the back of her neck as the muscles in his huge arms constricted around her.

"OOOHHHH," Kelli twisted and turned in the hulking man's embrace, feeling all five of his fingers now scouring their way through the curly red pelt of her pubic hair before dipping one at a time into the soupy and humid fissure of her cunt.

"UUHHAAAHHHH," she shuddered, embarrassed beyond belief that this complete stranger could feel the squishy wetness of her obvious arousal but still supremely thankful that someone was finally attending to the aching burn that had been permeating her loins ever since she'd first been approached a half hour earlier.

The man in front of Kelli just stood there watching as his friend had his way with her, periodically squeezing his own erect cock through his pants as he admired the way Kelli's tiny body trembled and lurched.

Kelli had no clue what would happen next. She hadn't been felt up like that since maybe college, and that was at the hands of her Husband-to-be. It hadn't took long for the marital routine to take hold once their kids were born, the rare times they did have it, sex had basically become a paint by numbers exercise in monotony. To have a total stranger's hand down her pants, freely exploring her vulva as if it was property of his own sent a vicious shiver down Kelli's spine. Her legs were already turning to jello, Kelli prayed the surreal fog of the moment would distance herself from actually admitting she'd succumb so easily to her lust. Any hopes of separating the emotional ties of the encounter from the sheer physical sensation was erased in an instant however when the man behind her made his right hand into a crude grappling hook and folded his four fingers as one into Kelli's soaked vagina.

Leaving his thumb exposed to repeatedly tap down on her enlarged clitoris, the man holding Kelli savored the enjoyment of having the ultra petite married woman quivering in his arms.

In its simplest form Kelli understood she'd come to that motel room for a no-strings, anonymous sexual encounter. It was a meltdown of her moral core she knew she'd have to live with until her dying day, still there she was with a complete stranger's hand down her pants, while his friend intently looked on.

The men could have been black or white, yellow, red or green for that matter, it didn't change the fact Kelli was about to break the sacred bond of her marital vows. The fact that the men were black did strike a primal chord within her however. She'd often wondered about some of the girls she went to high school and college with who gravitated towards black men, as far as how different the sex looked or felt, especially how striking it might look with a woman as pale as she was joined with a dark skinned man. There had also been plenty of nurses she worked with over the years that preferred black men as well and over time all those curiosities had left quite a catalogue of visual images in Kelli's head, along with the multitude of other kinky things she'd imagined, but knew she'd never do.

Yet, there she was in a cheap motel that she'd passed dozens of times while stopping at that gas station to fill up, sandwiched between two men who were about to use her in ways she couldn't fathom. 

There was an inherent assumption when a man put his hand down a woman's pants, it was the equivalent of getting to 3rd base, essentially foreplay for the main course that was to come. The sheer strength and insistence of the man's meathook of a grip wedged between her thighs caused Kelli's teeth to rattle in her head and her eyeballs to bounce in their sockets each time he wrenched it upwards inside her pussy. Kelli could feel his grunts against the back of her neck and to her everlasting shock, she realized both her feet were in fact dangling several inches off the floor. The man's bearhug was so powerful, he was literally holding her like a ragdoll in midair with his left arm while he pillaged her pussy with his right. Suddenly Kelli realized what he was doing was a whole lot more involved than mere foreplay.

Her arousal already soaking the crotch of her panties, Kelli could feel the moisture leaking down each of her thighs as wave after wave of her pungent dew splashed over the man's embedded hand.

Helpless as she writhed between the man's interlocked arms, the force of gravity caused Kelli's entire weight to press down on the hand tearing at her pussy. Tiny explosions began to ripple from temple to temple inside Kelli's head and her feet began to flop and flail above the floor as the man's fingertips gouged at places inside her she was sure had never been touched. The only thing Kelli could do was bite down on her lower lip and try to dig the heels of her shoes into the man's calves. Pressing the back of her head hard against the man's barrel chest, Kelli could feel every carnal vibration of the man's four digits as they scoured her delicate but burning sex.

The increasing force and velocity of it all was too much for Kelli, or any woman for that matter, to take and she came right there in his arms with his entire hand shoved all the way down her pants.

Having orgasms with her Husband had always been an exercise of buildup then release and after doing it with him for so many years (and on the rare occasion with herself), cumming had almost become a roadmap for Kelli where she could consistently pick off the 'landmarks' until her eventual release. What was happening to Kelli now was completely different. With each breath she took or shot of blood that raced through her system, she had no clue what physical sensation or mental hurdle was around the next corner, and the complicated mixture of all those emotions created an orgasm unlike anything Kelli had ever experienced. She had the appearence of a woman swaying from the edge of a cliff, praying she wouldn't fall as aftershock after violent aftershock swept through her heaving frame.

Nearly a minute after he'd brutally made her cum, the man behind her finally sat Kelli back down on the floor. The instant her soles hit the ground however, it felt as if her feet were sinking into the carpet. Kelli's legs had jellied to the point where there was no way she could stand on her own. It didn't take long before she crumpled to her knees right between the two men standing above her, who simply looked down at the married woman at their feet in deep contemplation.

When Kelli was able to tilt her head up to take in a couple of fresh breaths, the raccoon like marbles of her expanded pupils locked on the eyes of the man who'd originally propositioned her back at the gas station.

"Unzip my pants," he told Kelli with measured and stoic ease when he knew he had her attention. "You tried so hard not to look at it when we were back at the parking lot...go ahead...unzip it and pull my dick out."

Kelli's pale face had now turned every shade of red but a few seconds later after pressing her knees hard into the carpet to steady herself, she did in fact raise her trembling hands towards the crotch of the man's trousers. She knew right then this was about to turn into the longest day of her life...

Part 2 to come  



Casualty of Chance Ch. 02



There on all fours on the floor, every time Kelli gasped for a deep breath she was reminded from the ground-in cigarette smell of the carpet below that she was in a cheap downtown motel. It wasn't the only smell infiltrating her senses however. To her dismay, every time she inhaled Kelli could also smell the scent of her own arousal hanging heavy in the air, permeating from her crotch as well as the right hand of the man standing above her who'd just manually forced her to cum.

Taking a look up to try and gain her bearings, as well as get away from the musky stench below, Kelli's eyes were immediately met by the unflinching gaze of the other man, the one who'd originally propositioned her. Even though she could see his lips moving in the dim light, from the ringing that continued in her ears, she couldn't quite hear what he was saying. Shaking her head side to side in an attempt to clear the cobwebs, when Kelli looked up a second time, she heard what he repeated.

"Come on Lady, unzip my pants and take my dick out," he said with crystal cool clarity.

The wetness of her release still soaking her crotch and thighs, Kelli felt her eyes water as she tried to focus them less than a foot away from the obscene protrusion in the front of the stranger's slacks.

"Go ahead," the man started once again, once he knew he had her attention. "I know you tried your best not to look when I was squeezing your titty back at the gas station..Now you can..aint nobody here but my friend..you can stare at it for as long as you want."

And he was right. Whatever primal drive that had caused Kelli to follow the men to the motel instead of making the turn to go home had tuned into something so desperately lacking in her otherwise ideal existence that it overrode the reservoir of common sense she'd depended on her entire life. The men could have easily robbed and raped her, killed her even, yet there she was on her knees between them, her loins continuing to spasm from her first orgasm as if sensing there would be several more to come.

In the blinding light of her moral hypnosis, Kelli raised her hands off the floor and guided them slowly towards the fly of the man's pants. Perhaps it was her unsettled and overheated senses, but Kelli swore she could smell the aroma of the man's arousal spreading out from the crotch of his pants, and could clearly see the erection inside it squirming like an angry snake sheathed in a sack, straining to get out.

In all the years with her Husband, the times that she had 'gone down' on him, he was usually already naked in bed. In all her life, Kelli couldn't remember a situation when she actually had to perform the chore of unzipping a man's pants and withdrawing his cock herself. As she knelt there on her knees in the dimly lit motel room however, Kelli Zellers was about to do just that.

Her sense of reality was so distorted, it seemed to Kelli the man towering above her must have been every bit of 12 feet tall as he stood there like a statue, his hands resting patiently on his waist as he stared down. As hard as she tried not to, Kelli felt a visceral need to look up into the man's face and when she did, she could clearly see the unflinching look of hungry expectation in the man's dark eyes as she reached for his zipper. She then saw the glowing smirk spread across his face the instant her fingertips came to rest on expanding bulge inside his pants.

Kelli sensed she was about to cross some sort of psychic threshold when she began unzipping the man's slacks, not that she hadn't already crossed several real ones by following them to the motel in the first place. The sheer, wanton act of working a stranger's pants down to unleash his cock struck Kelli as an act of complete submission to the moment. Once the dick was out and in her hands, she'd have to live with whatever consequences that would come.

Every myth that had ruminated in her head over a lifetime exploded into all too real clear focus before Kelli eyes as she cautiously eased her hand inside the man's pants and tried fumbling for the jerking beast inside. Even though all the studies and surveys concluded there were only subtle differences between the races when it came to endowment, in her little anecdotal corner of the world at that moment, there was no denying the weight of the penis Kelli tried clamping her fingers around was much more substantial than the one attached to the man she'd been married to for over half her life. Trying to spread her tentative fingers around the curved and straining shaft tucked tightly into the man's briefs, Kelli felt the tips of her fingers radiate and tingle all the way up to her elbow when she finally worked her right hand around it.

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A bristling sigh left Rico's throat the second he saw how intensely vivid his milk chocolate colored cock looked resting in the woman's lily white hand. Spreading his feet a little further apart, Rico kept his hands on his waist as he stared straight down, admiring the look of confusion and fascination on the married woman's face. Casting the occasional quick glance up to his friend Gerald, who was standing on the opposite side of Kelli, the two men waited with baited breath to see what the kneeling woman would do with the dick in her hand.

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Kelli wondered herself just what she'd be able to do with it. Giving her Husband the occasional blowjob had become an exercise in monotony. After all the years of being together she knew if she teased the head of his cock a little before gradually sliding her tongue up and down the shaft as she massaged his balls softly with her fingernails, that it wouldn't take long for him to either bust a nut right there or for him to push her onto her back and finish her that way when he felt slightly more enthused.

With another man's cock now hanging right in front of her face, Kelli's world suddenly filled with mystery wondering if she had the ability to satisfy something so virile, substantial, and to her, new.

It didn't take Kelli long to get some positive reinforcement from the man straddling her face. Feeling the muscles and tendons in her cheeks stretching much the same way they did when she was a child trying to stuff way too much bubblegum into her mouth, Kelli parted her lips as far as she could and folded them around the head of the man's endowment. Her eyes closed, Kelli could feel the man's knees tremble ever so slightly the instant she ran her tongue over his throbbing knob.

His cock was so large and her mouth so small, Kelli found it difficult to slide her tongue along the shaft of it and it wasn't long before her blush colored cheeks were bulging out to accommodate the man's girth. A grunt of primal satisfaction soon rolled from the man's chest just before both his hands came to rest on the top of Kelli's head.

Such a tiny and petite woman, Kelli's mouth acted almost like a normal woman's vagina would wrapped around such a thick and bulbous girth. Her nostrils flaring, Kelli teetered several times on her knees trying to position herself just right to get as much of the stranger's manhood down her throat as possible. Her right hand encased around the trunk-like base of his cock to hold it steady, Kelli was only able to get the upper third of it into her mouth before her gag reflex took over.

The musky aroma and flavor of the man's genitals filled Kelli's palate as she knelt there, just knowing the man was staring straight down at her with a mocking smile plastered across his face. Flames raced through the muscles in Kelli's neck as she tried corkscrewing her mouth and tongue in enough angles to fully lather than man's marbled and veiny package. Her belly soon began rumbling when a hearty stream of groans and gasps began escaping the man's throat, as if her stomach knew it would soon be lathered with a torrent of thick boiling seed.

The feeling of the man's 10 fingertips scoured through her hair sent shivers down Kelli's spine as the harsh, slurping sounds of her blowjob snorted through the room. Once she opened her eyes from her vantage point on the floor, it didn't take long for Kelli to see the man's knees begin to quiver through his now unbuttoned slacks. Despite being a decent and morally grounded married woman, somehow Kelli still filled with primal excitement and pride knowing what was coming next. Buoyed by the sight of the man's feet tapping the floor to each side of her kneeling frame, Kelli began working her mouth even harder on his choking piece of meat.

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The sight of his glistening black cock stabbing repeatedly between the white woman's grossly expanded lips created an exceptionally beautiful contrast for Rico as he grinded his crotch against the married woman's face. Feeling his heavy balls rolling and bouncing across Kelli's tiny chin, Rico clamped his hands hard around the top of her head as he looked down and admired the way her cheeks had severely puffed out to accommodate his manhood.

The sound of Kelli's gag reflex only served to spur on the married black man. Using his left hand to tilt Kelli's chin up just slightly when he sensed his lust was on the verge of letting go, as soon as Rico locked gazes with the woman on her knees, the first blistering shard of his jism splashed wickedly against the back of Kelli's throat. Rico was sure he could see the whites of the woman's eyes expand an instant before his cum began firing, as if the jerking weight of his cock on her tongue foretold what was about to happen.

"UURRRGGAAHHH....ARRGGAAHH," Rico groaned, his grip still tight around the married woman's head, holding her face in place as he emptied his balls.

Once he finally did pull his dick free, a steady wad of cum and saliva belched from Kelli's mouth, creating a vast and intricate series of web-like bridges between Kelli's lips and chin and Rico's shiny black tool. Wiping the shaft of his ebony girth against Kelli's warm cheeks, Rico and his friend Gerald looked down at the woman below and each could see the several smeared droplets of Rico's pasty white spunk dotting the kneeling woman's fiery red hair.

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Kelli assumed her next stop would be one of the unmade beds. The taste of the man's creamy ejaculate still heavy on her tongue as most of it dripped down to her belly, the remaining warm froth dried along her lips, face and ears. A trip to the bed would have been a blessing at that moment given the state of her tired and wobbling legs. Accepting the help up from the man who'd just fucked her mouth, when Kelli was back to her feet she turned but didn't see the larger man standing behind her. A few seconds later Kelli heard the shower in the next room start up just as the man holding her began shuttling her in that direction.

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The walk-in closet in Kelli's bedroom was larger than the bathroom in the Motel 6. With the shower running and the resulting steam filling the already cramped space, a mystical sense of claustrophobia seemed to envelope Kelli as the man behind her shepherded her forward. Thankful the larger of the two men was already in the shower, Kelli looked down and dodged his pile of clothes in the center of the floor as she wondered what the two men had planned. If simply fucking her was all they wanted, she knew they could have done that back in the bedroom.

Kelli could hear the man behind the curtain soaping himself up and she started to feel herself becoming entranced by the humid warmth and haze spreading out around her, but just before her mind went blank she felt the man behind her reach his hands around her chest and gently begin kneading both her breasts through her top.

Having publicly fondled Kelli when he had her cornered in her car back at the gas station, now Rico freely squeezed both his large hands around her modest bosom in the privacy of the motel bathroom. It wasn't long before Kelli felt her will, not to mention her balance, begin to dissolve into the soupy fog surrounding her and she found herself collapsing backwards against the man massaging her breasts.

The back of her head wedged hard against Rico's upper chest, all Kelli could do was look down through the mist at his hands continuously churning her tits. A few seconds later, his hands finally eased off her chest then gracefully lowered down her torso until she felt his fingers wrap around the front of her pants. Instantly she heard him undo the snap before the superheated feel of the heavy air in the room was bathing her panty clad crotch. Standing still as she allowed the man to pull her pants down, she could feel his fingertips scouring the inside of her thighs and calves until her pants were all the way down to her feet. Like a robot, Kelli kicked off her shoes before shakily stepping out of the pants.

Kelli could feel Rico kissing her softly over the neck and left ear as he raised back up and with hardly any effort he raised each of her arms high into the air before lifting her hospital scrub off as well.

There was a mirror hanging over the bathroom sink to her right and even though it was quickly steaming up, Kelli sensed she could still look at herself in it if she'd wanted. She resisted the urge however, much more comfortable processing everything she could internally rather than having the visual imprint seared into her conscious forever. Either way, when she looked down and away from the mirror, Kelli realized she was standing there in nothing but her matching pink bra and panties.

Feeling the man's heartbeat race between her shoulder blades as he leaned down behind her, Kelli watched him waste little time caressing his large black hands all over her pale and freckled midriff before jabbing several fingers inside the waistband of her panties.

"MMMMAAAHH," Kelli squealed and squirmed when she felt his fingers slice deep into her sopping wet snatch, her unbridled desire overriding any hope now for her quickly fleeting self control.

Reaching backwards, Kelli embarrassingly tried grasping for the man's crotch as he held her in his arms.

"Let's get you naked then get you into the shower," Kelli heard him whisper down to her.

And Rico did just that. Kneeling down behind her, he worked the married woman's panties down to her ankles then helped her step out of them before raising back up and folding his fingers around the twin clasps of her bra. After expertly undoing them, Rico eased the freed straps over Kelli's shoulders then down her arms before dropping the lacy bra cups on top of her already discarded panties.

Peering over Kelli's shoulder once he'd stripped her bare, Rico grinned admiring the naked woman's small but pert breasts as they hung from her chest and couldn't resist reaching up and tweaking each of the already swollen nipples between his meaty fingers as he softly kissed her shoulders and collarbone.

Sensing Kelli was putty in his hands, Rico finally walked her towards the shower and pulled open the curtain.

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Ultra modest when it came to her body, Kelli Zellers was normally too reserved to even wear a bathing suit if she was going to be around people she didn't know. Yet there she was, completely naked and being manhandled by a guy she'd known for less than an hour in a cramped bathroom.

Through the sauna like haze, Kelli instinctively tried using her hands and arms to cover her nudity but the firm hand in the center of her back didn't seem to care. With the shower curtain pulled aside and the fizzing castoff of spray now pricking Kelli's ashen face, she knew her only path was forward. Lifting her left foot and stepping into the shower, Kelli braced herself for the initial jet of water but thankfully the man already in there was blocking a majority of the stream. Despite her reluctance to look up, in the end Kelli's primal want won out and she raised her eyes enough to see the dripping wet and imposing figure of the huge black man she'd originally plowed into in front of the gas station an hour earlier, now lathered up and staring back at her.

From the moment she'd met the two men, the inherent difference between their size and hers, not to mention their differing skin tone, had tripped a curiosity deep within Kelli. The scope of the difference didn't really sink in all the way until she was face to face with the larger of the two men in the shower. Standing less than two feet from him, it was clear his naked body dwarfed hers and Kelli did her best not to outright stare at him as he rubbed his body up with soap.

There really wasn't anywhere for Kelli's eyes to go however. There was no way in Kelli's current condition that she could maintain eye contact with him but she'd didn't want to stare demurely down at the slick surface of the shower floor either for fear of seeming too weak and helpless, even though that was exactly how she felt. 

Instead, Kelli's gaze happened to settle, accidentally at first, directly between those two poles at the man's swinging cock and heavy balls, each saturated with the clear droplets of water beading down from the shower. Her unsteady eyes guiltily trying to quantify the size of the man's genitalia, Kelli lost track of Rico until he'd followed suit and eased into the shower as well, leaving her sandwiched between the two men in the tightest of quarters.

Each edging closer to Kelli, Rico and Gerald created what amounted to a cocoon around her until she nearly disappeared between them. Without a hint of pretense or caution, Gerald leaned down and kissed the married woman on the lips while Rico reached around with both hands, using his left to paw at her swaying breasts while carving his right between the crevice of her buttery slick crotch, the whole time planting kiss after soft kiss between Kelli's shoulder blades. It wasn't long before Kelli's left hand shamefully eased between Gerald's legs and she found herself rolling his ebony hardness between her thin white fingers. 

The sensation of Kelli's soft fingertips combined with the unabashedly kinky feeling of her wedding band sliding up and down the length of his rapidly growing erection until Gerald knew he could cum right there in her hand. Having much more vivid plans about how he wanted to bust his first nut inside her, Gerald reluctantly pulled away and reached around the curtain to grab a towel, leaving Kelli alone for the moment with Rico in the shower.

Rico continued to kiss and fondle Kelli was Gerald toweled himself off outside. After a few more moments of foreplay, once he could see Kelli was completely drenched from head to toe under the shower, Rico reached for the soap and began scrubbing the bar back and forth across Kelli's body. Over and over Rico circled the soap over Kelli's freckled shoulders, jiggling breasts and trim stomach as he kissed and bit at the soft flesh of her neck from behind.

Not knowing quite what she'd actually expected when she made the ultimate decision to follow the men to the motel, standing naked in a shower stall and getting bathed from head to toe by one of them certainly wasn't on the list. Yet there she was, her knees trembling as the mist from the warm rushing water enveloped her allowing a stranger to use his hands like two large loufas over every inch of her body.

When Rico eased each of his hands off Kelli and laid the soap back in the dish, she winced every so subtly in disappointment, but it wasn't long before an even greater surprise came her way. Her eyes closed as she absorbed the complete sensory overload of being pampered so tenderly, suddenly Kelli felt a thick wad of shampoo land on the top of her head. Before she could even regain her breath, Rico's 10 fingers began flexing and massaging the shampoo into a lather until he'd worked into every molecule of Kelli's scalp. An audible gasp of shock and utter joy burped from Kelli's throat and a trillion tiny goosebumps began to pop across her soaking wet flesh.




Casualty of Chance Ch. 02



The water spraying down from the showerhead was hitting Kelli square in the chest as she reclined backwards against Rico, allowing him to freely wash her hair. The juices in Kelli's pussy mixed with the beads of water cascading down her body until the clear and aromatic mixture dripped like dew from the swollen folds of her vagina.

All 10 of Rico's fingers continued to do their work on Kelli's scalp for another minute or so before she felt them gradually work their way down the back of her neck before settling in the center of her back. Feeling Rico gently nudge her head and upper torso forward, directly into the jets of falling water, Kelli opened her eyes slightly and looked down to see all the suds from her head swirl steadily down the drain. 

Rico felt his balls throb seeing the way Kelli looked bent over in front of him with her pink pussy exposed between her creamy white thighs. Unable to resist the overwhelming urge burning inside him, Rico reached down and grabbed the same cock he'd just allowed Kelli to suck to completion a few minutes earlier and aimed it directly between her legs from behind. Watching as Kelli planted her palms against the front wall of the stall, it was clear to him the married woman understood what was about to happen.

Lurching forward, Rico penetrated Kelli's vagina, staking his claim as the only man besides her Husband since her wedding night to ever take his place inside her vaginal temple.

"OOOOWWWWWWAAAHHHHH," Kelli's voice quickly pierced the foggy mist, even droning out the whooshing sound of the shower.

"What are you doing to the girl?" Rico heard Gerald ask from the other side of the curtain.

"Just getting her ready for you," Rico laughed back to his friend before grabbing Kelli's soaking wet waist with both hands and driving his cock forward full bore.

"GOODDDAAAHHHH" Kelli's gushed, the sound of her fingertips screeching on the slick surface of the shower stall echoing through the entire motel room.

Rico fucked Kelli doggystyle for several minutes as the shower rained straight down on her bent back. Kelli's freshly washed red hair clinging to her cheeks and neck each time Rico smashed into her behind, every morsel of her kneeling body held on for dear life as she absorbed his cock deep into her womb.

Having busted his initial nut a few minutes earlier, Rico knew he could pretty much fuck Kelli for as long as he wanted to without another release. Kelli wouldn't be so fortunate. The combined forces of the shower cascading down on her back like millions of tiny needles along with Rico's bulging cock slicing incessantly through her tight cunt became too much for the naked mother of two to handle. By the time the head of Rico's pistoning shaft had slammed into her g-spot for the nearly a minute straight, she had no choice but to cum.

""UUUHHH..UUHHHHH.... UUHHAAHHHHHHHHHH," the married nurse choked and coughed, her voice rising and falling each time Rico shifted his thrusting angle even slightly into her spastic womb.

Standing on the other side of the curtain Gerald simply waited, stroking his cock to full erection in the meantime as he listened to Kelli's orgasmic screams tear through the hazy and humid bathroom. He could see the shower curtain literally vibrating with life as the two bodies in the tub thrashed and grinded together. Gerald even got a little wet himself from the castoff of water being tossed over the curtain rod from the two bodies colliding. Finally Gerald heard Rico turn the shower off a few seconds before his long time friend pulled the curtain back.

"WOW," was about all the nearly 300 pound man could manage as he stared at the human wreckage in the stall.

Rico's chest and forehead was beaded with a combination of shower water and sweat and his erect cock, visibly encased with a thick layer of Kelli's vaginal froth, aimed straight out from his crotch like a third arm. When Gerald lowered his gaze down to Kelli, he could see she was on her hands and knees on the floor of the tub at Rico's feet, her shoulders and arms quivering each time she tried to breathe.

"Let's get her up," Rico said softly, taking the dry towel Gerald handed him. "I need to go grab something and she needs a few seconds to recover anyway."

"What you got in mind?" Gerald asked.

"I think you know," Rico grinned back as he dried himself off. "Just sit down there on the edge of the tub and get her up on your lap..I'll be right back."

A gleam sparkled through Gerald's large brown eyes as he stepped aside and allowed Rico to exit the bathroom for the moment. Reaching down to help Kelli up, Gerald wrapped a dry towel around the drenched and spent woman and helped her step out of the tub. Gerald could feel Kelli wince in his arms each time she took a step and decided to be very delicate in drying her off. Rubbing the towel between Kelli's thighs, Gerald felt his already erect cock bob through the air seeing the sparkling pink bloom of the naked woman's vaginal lips sprout out from the thick, reddish pelt of pubic hair protecting them.

"That's gonna be quite a trophy to take," Gerald thought to himself as he sat his huge body down on the edge of the tub.

Keeping the towel wrapped around Kelli, Gerald continued to nuzzle her dry as he helped her down on his lap, the whole time listening to Rico fumble through his belongings out in the bedroom.

"Found it yet?" Gerald hollered out to him.

A few seconds later Rico finally returned with his can of extra thick shaving cream.

"Yeah.....Open her up," Rico told his friend as he steadily shook the can back and forth in his right hand.......

Part 3 is on the way.



Casualty of Chance Ch. 03



The electric residue of her orgasm frying through Kelli's tissue like seismic aftershocks, she was relieved beyond belief to be able to lean back on a solid surface and get off her weak and creaky knees. The solid surface in this case was the nearly 300 pound man seated beneath her, who was still in the process of working a towel between the crevices of Kelli's body to dry her off.

Her feet dangling a couple of inches off the floor as she huddled for a stable spot on top of Gerald's lap, Kelli was barely able to focus her eyes through the fog that continued to hang in the cramped bathroom. What she was able to see was Rico's naked and freshly showered frame standing directly in front of her, along with the brightly painted metal can he was shaking in his right hand.

In her disorientated state, Kelli wasn't exactly sure what Rico was priming in his hand but as exhausted as she felt at that moment, she didn't care if it was a can of spray paint rattling in his right palm as he approached. Sensing the weight of Rico's footsteps on the floor as Gerald continued to gently towel her off, Kelli's eyes flared when she saw Rico extend his arm towards her. In less than a second a thick layer of creamy white foam was smothering Kelli's freshly washed crotch.

"UUUHHHH," Kelli shivered out loud, flapping her thighs together several times like butterfly wings as the cool shaving cream leeched into her pale, sensitive skin.

Undeterred, Rico calmly nudged Kelli's thighs all the way apart once again with his forearm and laid down another layer of gel until the expanse of Kelli's hair-rimmed cunt was completely engulfed.

Her eyes focused now like two glassy lasers, Kelli watched as Rico sat a heavy glass mug full of steaming water on the floor between her dangling feet. A second later she shrunk back against Gerald's chest when she saw Rico reach up and take the disposable razor he'd tucked neatly behind his right ear.

"He's gonna... shave my... pussy," Kelli mumbled incredulously to herself even though her lips were quivering enough for both men to see.

While Kelli usually tried keeping her pubes neatly trimmed, she'd abandoned the chore of keeping herself cleanly shaven once she'd had kids and a full time career. With the change in her routine and no worry of anyone else really caring, Kelli had slipped on her grooming over the past few weeks however. If she'd had the strength to be embarrassed at that moment, Kelli would have apologized to the two men for the dense and unkept tangle down there, but it seemed Gerald and Rico had a solution for it. Watching with stunned, almost child-like fascination as Rico twirled the shaft of the razor between his fingers, Kelli waited for the sharp sliver of it's cutting edge to make its first swipe through the foamy icing covering her crotch.

In the process of looking down, Kelli could also see Gerald's two large hands reaching around from behind and cupping her breasts as his warm breath brushed over the back of her neck each time he exhaled.

"AAAHH... AAAHHH," Kelli instinctively trembled at the first razor's touch, having never allowed anyone close enough to shave such a sensitive area.

Feeling Gerald's steady grip tighten ever so slightly when she began to shake in his lap, Kelli's eyes remained glued on each successive stroke Rico's hand made with the razor across her pubic mound.

Even though it was on the floor and out of her line of sight, Kelli could hear Rico shaking the head of the razor clean every few seconds in the mug of hot water before returning the cutting edge back between her legs. The delicate, almost artistic ease that he went about his chore told Kelli that Rico had likely done this type of thing before and she suddenly felt a twinge of arousal shoot up her spine imagining him doing the same thing to another woman.

"Don't hurt her?" Kelli heard Gerald say from behind when Rico started gliding the razor in short trimming strokes around her rubbery and puffed vaginal lips.

"Don't worry... I won't," Rico replied without looking up, a hint of sarcasm in his voice as if to say 'we'll be gentle with her now but maybe not so much later'.

Kelli felt her heart rise with anticipation every time Rico sat the head of the razor down on her skin and she found herself holding her breath each time he scraped another strip of shaving cream and curly red pubic hairs away from her genitalia. The only time Kelli felt comfortable enough to exhale was when Rico swabbed the razor down into the mug to clean of it's previous take.

With each successive stroke, Kelli saw more of her bare vagina come into view and by the time both blooming folds of her pink labia were shaved clean and exposed, she'd raised her feet high into the air and placed them on the two granite knots of Rico's shoulders as he continued his carnal trimming. 

Her nipples now the size of two olives as Gerald pinched and tugged at them from behind, Kelli shamelessly began nudging her naked asscheeks against his throbbing erection below.

Making the last few touch-ups along Kelli's vaginal rim, Rico then dropped the razor into the mug with a wet plop and reached for the towel laying on the floor beside him. Taking the scrunched up white towel in both hands, Rico tucked it between Kelli's outstretched legs and gently wiped away the excess lather and random hairs until her entire crotch was as smooth and clean as the day she was born.

Kelli looked down between her swinging breasts at Rico's face and watched him take a few moments to admire his handiwork after he'd pulled the towel away from her cunt. Her ankles still resting across Rico's shoulders, Kelli tried getting comfortable to the strange sensation of having the warm damp air of the bathroom cling to her suddenly bare crotch as she waited for the man below to make his next move.

While the two men she shared the motel room with did nothing to debunk one myth she'd long harbored about black men's sexual appetite and prowess, Rico was about to do something that would blow a second myth she'd heard completely out of the water. Before Kelli could remotely begin acclimating herself to having a smoothly shaved vagina, Rico leaned forward and placed his mouth directly over the hairless fissure, his lips and tongue churning fiercely through Kelli's pinky and pulpy vaginal folds.

"OHH... GODD," the married woman yelped, digging the fingernails of her left hand into Gerald's thigh as Rico mashed his face hard against her shaved sex.

"Didn't think black men ate pussy did you?" Gerald whispered into Kelli's ear as she writhed and jerked on top of him. "Just keep those legs open... you aint felt nothin' yet... just keep splashing those juices of yours all over his face!"

Any hope of controlling the flow of arousal seeping from her cunt was long gone. Having cum at the hands of both Gerald and Rico once already, the lust that had been dammed up behind the concrete wall of Kelli's sense of morality and self control had now breached and now Kelli feared she was capable of anything. The sound of Rico's mouth chewing at her pussy drifted through the cramped room and Kelli found herself reaching down with her right hand and placing it on the top of Rico's head to hold herself steady as he corkscrewed his tongue deeper into freshly shaved quim.

"UUUHH... UUHH... UUHHHHAAHHH," Kelli's frail, high pitched voice sizzled from her throat as her girlish thin, pale while legs rattled on top of Rico's shoulders and back.

Through her squinted eyes, Kelli could see Rico's ebony cheeks were wet with the sheen of her shiny vaginal spray and it wasn't long before she felt him start using the tip of his nose like a cattle-prod against the bloodfilled nub of her clitoris each time he gouged his mouth deeper into her sex.

"You're acting like you aint had your pussy licked in a long time," Gerald half laughed down to Kelli.

Too overwhelmed to reply, Gerald's assertion was true. It had been weeks, maybe even months, since Kelli and her Husband had taken the time to get that intimate with each other and the long overdue lack of attention was evident in the way the married woman's body seemed to react to every whim of the two men who'd seduced her.

"Feel her heels bouncing against your back, Rico?" Gerald shot down to his friend. "You could make the Bitch cum anytime you want!"

From the way the soft flesh of Kelli's inner thighs vibrated against his cheeks, Rico had no problem sensing that was well. Scooping his tongue like a forked spoon through the buttery, velvet juices of Kelli's sex, for good measure Rico added his left index finger to her swollen cunt, using it to press down and massage several strategic internal points as he held Kelli's waist firm with his right hand. 

Clamping his tongue and front teeth around Kelli's clitoris when he sensed her release starting to build, Rico rolled the pulsing pink bubble in his mouth until the married woman's lips had puckered open and her breathing become more shallow. Just as Kelli's thrid orgasm of the morning was about to tear through her however, Rico removed his mouth from her cunt at just the right moment, leaving Kelli squirming like a fish out of water on top of Gerald's lap, desperate for relief.

"Don't cum yet," Rico barked with sober and determined clarity.

"... Please... Please... ," was all Kelli could manage as the back of her still wet head rolled side to side across Gerald massive chest.

"Do you need to cum?" Rico interrogated.

"Yes," Kelli admitted bitterly.

His face smeared with Kelli's clear, sticky arousal, Rico simply smiled as he stared into the married woman's smoky eyes.

"You need to cum?" he asked a second time.

"... Yes," Kelli answered after a long pause, turning her head away from Rico's gaze in shame.

"How about Gerald there sticking his big black dick inside you... you want to cum like that?" Rico continued, this time squeezing the inside of Kelli's right thigh hard between his fingers before swiping his thumb cruelly over her raised clit.

"... Please... anything please," Kelli coughed, jamming her right hand down hard on her own crotch in a hurried attempt to quell the fire raging inside.

"Then pick her up and fuck her brains out Gerald," Rico said to his friend before standing up.

A miserable moment of vertigo swept through Kelli when Gerald's weight shifted and she lost the comfortable nest she'd created on top of his lap. Even though the fog in the bathroom was slowly dissipating, Kelli's world was still a blinding blur as Gerald cupped her ass, picked her up then spun her around in mid-air. Kelli instinctively wrapped both her legs around Gerald's waist even though there wasn't a chance the nearly 300 pound man was going to drop Kelli's barely 100 pound frame. Her small breasts mashed against Gerald's chest, Kelli anchored both her hands around his back as she waited for the inevitable.

Being spun around slowly, Kelli caught just a glimpse of herself in the mirror over the bathroom sink and felt her stomach roll. Though the glass was still wet and beaded in places with steam, Kelli could still make her face out through the haze as her chin rested on Gerald's left shoulder. She should have turned her eyes away just then but she allowed her gaze to linger just long enough to see the sparkle of her wedding ring in the reflection as her left hand clung to Gerald's neck. 

Other than a plain set of earrings and her cross necklace, the ring was the only article of clothing or personal possession remaining on Kelli's otherwise naked body, and it was the ultimate reminder of the depths of her depravity that morning. 

Kelli didn't have long to process her indiscretion however when Gerald's right hand eased between her thighs and his index and middle fingers pried apart the lips of her vagina. Dropping Kelli's weight down slowly, Gerald simply allowed his fully aroused and fat cock to act as a raised spear as the fruit of the married woman's frothing sex descended down on top of it.

"AAAAHHHH," Kelli gasped in exquisite agony, her slowly pussy filling with Gerald's virile girth as the image of the wedding ring on her finger remained clear in the mirror in front of her.

Kelli's only recourse to escape the physical and emotional strain she was willingly putting herself through was to press her face all the way down on Gerald's collarbone, thus shielding her eyes from the gleaming image of her wedding ring staring back at her. Just as she closed her eyes however, Kelli felt Gerald's body shift when he started walking her towards the bathroom door. Helplessly impaled on his cock as he carried her like a sack of potatoes back out into the bedroom, Kelli dug her fingers into Gerald's back as the muscles in her vagina strained to accommodate him.

A slave to her self imposed darkness, Kelli's only tether to reality was the grappling hook of a cock Gerald had shoved inside her. Her asscheeks nuzzled softly in his giant black hands, Kelli finally mustered the courage to raise her head and open her eyes just to see where Gerald was carrying her.

The room spinning around her, for the second time Kelli assumed she was going to get dropped flat on one of the beds and fucked there. Once again she was wrong. Gerald carried her up to the edge of the first bed, then the second, allowing her to hover for a few seconds over each before finally lugging her to the front wall, in the direction of the lone window in the room.

Trying to adjust her eyes, Kelli could see the curtains were closed but before she could take another breath, Rico's hand appeared from the side and pulled the drawstring, causing the curtains to fly apart. A flood of early Autumn sunshine instantly enveloped Kelli's naked flesh as she rested in Gerald's arms, and to her horror, he walked her right up in front of the glass.

"Oh... God," Kelli winced, putting her face down against his right bicep to block out the harsh light.

Even though the room was on the second floor and up a flight of stairs, Kelli was sure someone walking through the parking lot could clearly see her pale frame wrapped around Gerald's black body if they looked up to the window.

Not that there was anyone in that seedy downtown neighborhood that might recognize her, but with all the camera phones and digital cameras out there, Kelli shivered imagining some serendipitous photo of her moment of weakness showing up on the internet. All that internal consternation did nothing however to prevent the sheath of her ever expanding womb from pulling Gerald's embedded cock even deeper inside her.

"Stand right there and fuck her against the window Gerald... give the folks over at the strip mall across the street a good show," Rico laughed, admiring the way Kelli's legs looked stretched around his co-worker's waist as she struggled to maintain what little composure she had left.

Reaching up with his right hand, Rico rubbed Kelli's damp hair as Gerald increased the pace of his grinding thrusts. Rico could feel the jarring report vibrating from Kelli's scalp each time Gerald churned forward. Softly drifting his fingertips down the back of Kelli's neck, Rico proceeded to wind them slowly between her shoulder blades, then down the column of her spine before allowing them to settle between the cheeks of her ass. Jabbing his index finger forward ever so slightly, Rico twisted the tip of his finger into Kelli's anus before pulling it back.

"UUHHHHH," the married woman gulped when she felt has asshole invaded, the lurching jolt it sent through her body foreshadowing things to come.

Gerald continued to build his rhythm inside Kelli for another minute or so, gently stroking the woman's back and upper arms as he fucked her. Staring every so often at the landscape outside the window as the friction of his cock gradually stretched Kelli's womb, Gerald finally decided to make his move. Spinning around to his right, Gerald was sure he sensed Kelli again bracing herself to be dropped down on the bed directly beside them. Holding her there for a few seconds, long enough for her weight to settle in his arms and her breathing to cease as she waited to be lowered, Gerald turned 45 degrees... then WHAM!!

In less than 3 full strides, Gerald rammed Kelli straight into the wall separating his room from the one beside it. Shoving Kelli's back flush against the faux wood surface, Gerald kept his cock buried inside the gasping woman's cunt until he'd sandwiched her torso between his bare chest and the thin, motel room wall.

What tender, love and care the two men might have shown to Kelli so far that morning was obliterated in one cruel instant when Gerald shoved her against the wall and roughly began fucking her. His hands plastered to each side of Kelli's head on the wall, Gerald unleashed every bit of pent-up lust in his massive body and transferred it straight into the gaping fissure of Kelli's straining cunt.

"AAAHHH... UUHHH... AAAHHH... UUAAAHHGGRRAAHH," Kelli's lungs erupted through the room, her tiny body barely visible, save for her arms and legs intertwined around Gerald's thrusting body.

The wall between the two rooms literally shook as Gerald plowed forward, systematically plunging his cock deeper into Kelli's screaming womb.

Digging her heels hard into Gerald's back and waist as she buried her face against his chest, Kelli could feel the already cool and slick surface of the wall behind her smearing with her own perspiration.

"FUCK... YYEEAHH... GGRRAAHHHH," she heard Gerald groan down on top of her head, his majestic baritone voice sounding almost cosmic layered over the wet, slapping sounds of their genitals crashing together.

Rico found a comfortable spot off to the side to just stand and watch what Gerald was doing to Kelli. He couldn't fathom how the 43 year old, barely 100 pound waif of a woman, could withstand such a grueling pounding. Yet there she was, digging her heels and her hands hard into Gerald's sweaty flesh, somehow holding on as the hulking man ravaged her against the wall.

Having such a mammoth spur of cartilage bulging every nook and cranny of her vagina brought tears of painful joy to Kelli's eyes as she pressed her face down on Gerald's chest, soaking the short curly hairs that dotted his pecs. She even found herself awkwardly trying to fuck Gerald back with her aching pussy when she felt his lips and teeth begin working on the exposed and salty skin of her neck and right shoulder.

"YOU LIKE THAT... HUH?" Gerald snapped into Kelli's ear.

"MMMMMM... AAAHHHH... YESSSSS," Kelli's muffled reply bristled across Gerald's chest a few seconds later, followed by another drizzle of tears.

"COME ON... YEAH... FUCK ME BACK!" Gerald voice continued to rise.

"COME ON... FUCK ME BABY... FUCK MY DICK... FUCK MY BIG BLACK DICK," he snarled until Kelli started shoving upwards as best she could with her overmatched body.

"YEEESSSSS," a loud, guttural groan reverberated from Gerald's throat as the rich and frothy contents in his balls began spewing between Kelli's parted legs.

The fact that he was cumming did nothing to slow Gerald's pace however, and he continued to drive his groin forward, delivering his blistering white seed in bursts, deep into Kelli's womb.

"GOOOODDDDDDDDD... MMMMMMAAAAAAMMM... CUUMM... CCUMMMM... CCUMMMINNNGGGG," Kelli high pitched voice suddenly trumped every other noise in the room as she succumb to her third orgasm of the morning, in that moment seeming to have no care for who might be in the room beside her or walking around outside. 

Working her thighs like the wings of a butterfly around Gerald's drilling cock, Kelli tried milking the last bit of semen from his bloated balls as he heaved and grunted on top of her.

Feeling the way Kelli flailed between himself and the wall, it prodded Gerald to keep thrusting forward until they'd become one completely spent tangle of human gristle, flesh and bone. Looping his hands back down underneath Kelli's thighs with what energy he had left, Gerald let out a long exhausted sigh as he assumed Kelli's full weight once more.




Casualty of Chance Ch. 03



Lowering Kelli's cunt off his cock as he slowly turned her away from the wall, the disjoining of their two sexual organs sounded just like a champagne bottle had been shaken then uncorked. Several globs of ejaculate quickly belched from Kelli's vagina and oozed straight down to the carpet, leaving a messy but telling trail as Gerald carried her to the bed.

"Oh God... Yes... ," a wave of relief swept through Kelli when she finally felt her back come to rest on the safety of solid ground. Even though it was just a snarl of twisted sheets, at that moment it felt like home when Gerald sat her down.

Being off her feet and able to focus for the first time since she'd entered the motel room over an hour earlier, the gravity of her situation steadily began to sink in. Laying there naked on an unmade bed, Kelli stared up at Gerald standing above her, his massive body covered in sweat as he caught his breath. 

Watching his barrel chest expand and contract each time exhaled, Kelli's tired eyes eventually settled on the man's crotch. A tremor tore through her body seeing the cumsmeared length of Gerald's manhood hanging like a battered club from his groin, congealed in the combined juices of their lust.

Kelli's gaze then drifted between her own thighs and she was left to survey her crotch, shaved bare by one man and left gaping and ravaged by the other. Putting her left hand over the steaming fissure just to make sure her pussy was still attached to her body, Kelli couldn't help but wince seeing her wedding ring shining in the sunlight streaming through the opened window. What had happened in that room, she knew would always stay there, but as the two naked men continued to circle the bed like ravenous sharks, Kelli openly wondered what other secrets she'd have to conceal.

Her world had been a delirious whirlwind since she first pulled onto the lot to get gas on her way home from work, but for the first time since then, everything had slowed down enough fo Kelli to start taking stock of her situation. Laying there on the cool sheets, once the adrenaline that had fueled her mad sexual rush started to wear off, Kelli could feel pretty much every muscle in her body twitch, not to mention the residual feeling of two mens' hands and mouths seemingly over every square inch of her skin. She could even feel the ticklish sensation of Gerald's sperm swimming through her womb as she laid there flat on the mattress. Keeping her thighs spread, Kelli allowed the flow of air coming from the wall mounted air conditioner to sooth her overheated cunt. Rocking her head side to side on one of the pillows, Kelli waited to see which direction the next assault on her senses would come from.

Her clothes laying in a strewn pile in the bathroom, on some level Kelli knew she could stand up, get dressed and walk out the door on her own terms anytime she wanted. There was absolutely no sense the men were holding her hostage, but all Kelli wanted, or more precisely needed, was to lay there and allow fate to run its course. 

A few seconds later she felt the depression of Rico knee to her left on the bed, followed quickly by his left hand coming to rest on top of her belly. In short order Rico had slide his entire body down on the bed beside Kelli and gently began nuzzling her cheek and neck with soft, soulful kisses. Looking up to her right, Kelli saw Gerald approach the other side of the bed and couldn't help but notice the dangling slab of his manhood swaying directly in front of her face, its vein encased length coated in the glistening aroma of their shared sex.

Rico's right hand cinching softly around Kelli's left arm, he guided the married woman's hand towards Gerald's crotch as he nudged her head of the pillow. A primal thread of understanding tripped for Kelli as she eased her weight up on her right elbow and took Gerald's deflated, but still ample cock into her hand. Inspecting it closely for the first time, Kelli saw he was uncircumsized. Having been a nurse for so many years, she'd seen her fair share of uncut cocks, but never this up close and never in such an intimate setting.

Opening her mouth as wide as she could, Kelli could only wrap her lips around the head of Gerald's beast, even in its half-limp state it was still as long and much thicker than her Husband's full erection. As much as she'd struggled to accommodate him inside her womb when he had her pinned up against the wall, there was simply no way she could even begin to satisfy him orally except to rinse and bath his rubbery cycliner with her lips and tongue.

Gerald's balls swaying like a pendulum against Kelli's chin as she strained her neck upwards to cleanse every crevice of his manhood, the combined juices of their previous release washed down Kelli's throat. While she was vaguely use to the metallic, salt water toffee taste of the male ejaculate that clung to his cock, it was the first time she'd ever ingested her own bittersweet arousal.

It wasn't long before Rico's fingers resumed pinching and pawing at Kelli's breasts as she serviced Gerald. Lost in her carnal chore, Kelli didn't realize Rico had flipped her all the way onto her right side and re-positioned his groin flush against hers from behind until the blunt tip of his erection penetrated her still recovering vagina.

"EEHHAAHH," Kelli grimaced, the tendons in her body flexing as Rico worked his dick deeper into her jizz soaked snatch, not in an attempt to make her cum once again she sensed, but just to keep her pussy primed for what he had planned next.

And prime Kelli's pussy, Rico did. Over and over he pushed his cock deeper into Kelli's cunt, using his left hand to hold Kelli's left thigh in the air while at the same time mussing her tangled hair with his right. Rico could feel Gerald's already deposited semen bubbling around his manhood as he stirred it in long, slow strokes inside Kelli's womb. Their two bodies conforming into one each time he stabbed her from behind, Rico finally planted his cock ball deep and allowed Kelli a few seconds to get use to the sensation of being completely filled.

"Now for the fun part," Rico said to himself before easing his grip off of Kelli's thigh and allowing the tip of his thumb to come to rest over top Kelli's exposed asshole.

"WWAAAAHHHH," the married woman spat when Rico penetrated her ever so slightly from behind.

"Never been fucked there have you?" he asked without a hint of shame.

"No," came Kelli raspy and startled response.

Rico chuckled under his breath before jabbing his thumb down to the first knuckle inside the 43 year old woman's quivering anus.

Her pussy skewered on his cock, Rico reached towards the nightstand with his free hand and grabbed the small tube of lubricant sitting there. Popping the cap, he lowered it down to Kelli's behind and squeezed out several globs on his embedded thumb and the punctured ring of Kelli's virgin asshole.

"EEHH... GGGRR... AAHHH," she shivered when she felt the cool slick liquid seep into that most sensitive of places.

Pushing his thumb in just a little deeper, Rico swirled and stirred the digit until several muscles in Kelli's tiny frame began to randomly fire. By the time it was clear to Kelli what Rico's intentions were, she'd long passed the point of giving her body over to him and Gerald. Biting her lower lip, Kelli clung to the gold cross around her neck as Rico methodically primed her asshole from behind.

Deeper and deeper Rico drove his thumb into Kelli's rectum until it was all the way down to the webbing of his palm. Once he could go no further with it, Rico carefully began sawing his thumb up and down until Kelli's ultra tight sphincter started to loosen. Pumping his cock forward in her vagina every few seconds to keep Kelli's juices flowing, Rico added another drizzle of lube to his thumb before jabbing it back inside.

"OHH GOD... OHHHH... UURRMMGODDD," Kelli shuddered, her head rutting through the pillows bracketing her face as she squirmed under Rico's delicate but unflinching assault.

Gerald continued to just stand there beside the bed, rubbing his battered prick back to erection as Kelli writhed below, knowing he'd get at least one more crack at her. Meanwhile Rico was finally ready to do the unthinkable, to stick his 8 inch long and bottle thick cock as far as he could up the married woman's untainted ass.

Reaching around Kelli's shoulder with his right hand, Rico clamped his forearm across her chest to hold her in place as he withdrew his cock from her vagina. Kelli instantly winced and her breathing became very shallow as if sensing what was about to happen next. Working the trunk of cum-basted manhood free from Kelli's womb, Rico quickly aimed it a few inches higher.

"MMMM... RRAAHHHHH," Kelli vocal chords heaved when the head of Rico's dick smashed into her anus.

The urgency of her groans intensifying each time Rico thrust forward, Kelli wrapped her feet around Rico's legs and dug her fingernails hard into his right arm as he clamped down between her breasts. Clenching her eyes, with every milimeter Rico's cock slipped deeper in her ass, Kelli began experiencing sensations she never knew existed. She somehow felt like a sexual sacrifice rotating on a spit, helplessly snared and naked between Rico's grip and the piercing rod of his burrowing black cock drilling into her lily white ass. Kelli knew she couldn't move, even if she'd wanted to, which made it all the more awkward when there was a faint knock at the motel room door.

Kelli's racing heart nearly stopped when she heard the knock for the second time. It actually did cease to beat for a moment when she looked up and saw Gerald walking to the door to answer it... 

Part 4 is on the way...  



Casualty of Chance Ch. 04



Kelli Zellers was mortified. Being naked on a motel room bed with a stranger's dick shoved up her ass was bad enough, but now there was a knock at the door and the other man in the room had turned to answer it. There wasn't nearly enough energy in Kelli's tank to pull herself off Rico's impaling shaft so she could run and hide. In fact there wasn't even enough time for Kelli to reach for a pillow to cover herself before Gerald grabbed the knob and opened the door. 

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19 year old Isabelle Guiterrez wasn't even legally supposed to be in this country. Like thousands of transplants from El Salvador however, she'd come to the US about eight months earlier with her brother and two cousins, in their case to help make some money to send back home to her ailing Mother. 

To uproot herself from the only life she'd known, and to do it at such a volatile age, hadn't been easy for Isabelle. The acclimation process was at least helped somewhat by finding a steady job as a maid at the motel. Like any normal, hormone driven and insecure 19 year old however, Isabelle was starved for attention. Living with her Brother along with two other male relatives, there wasn't much opportunity for Isabelle to seek out male attention under her family's watchful eye. It was only when she was at work that she felt safe enough to act on some of those bottled up desires. 

She couldn't vacuum, dust and fold sheets nearly as well as most of the other women working at the motel, but the occasional blowjob she gave to the Pakistani owner of the place helped Isabelle keep her job. She'd also had a few serendipitous flings with the random guest since she started the job in the Spring, and the same temptation Kelli Zellers was currently succumbing to with Rico and Gerald, Isabelle had as well, only a day earlier. 

Just a few minutes earlier she'd been going through her daily routine of cleaning the rooms on the second floor after morning checkout when one of the walls in the room she was in the process of cleaning began to rattle. Isabelle trembled in fear for a moment thinking another earthquake was hitting the St. Louis area but she quickly realized nothing else besides that particular wall was shaking. 

Isabelle knew the two men staying in the room next door, she'd had sex with both of them the previous morning, and thought possibly about doing it again if they were in their room when she made her rounds. She'd even cut a few corners earlier in the day just to save an extra half hour or so in case they were there. 

Then Isabelle heard the shrieks and groans coming from next door. Quickly realizing the two men were fucking another woman in their room, Isabelle filled with a strange mix of jealousy and fascination. Pressing her ear up to the wall, Isabelle listened for several minutes as Gerald relentlessly drilled Kelli's pussy less than a foot away, sandwiching the thin redhead between his immense body and the vibrating wall separating the rooms. 

Isabelle's heart bounced into her throat as the sound of Kelli's back sliding up and down the other side of the wall filtered through the room. She continued to listen until the feminine screams on the other side of the wall became muffled and replaced, first by the slapping report of human flesh colliding, and then finally the animalistic groans of a man about to cum. 

Shaken by what she had heard, after the violent crescendo of release eventually played out and the wall separating the two rooms grew still, Isabelle pulled herself away from the wall and tried to resume her cleaning, her panties dampened from her carnal eavesdropping. 

There was a tug-of-war now between Isabelle's jealousy and fascination. On one hand she felt used by the two men who'd given her such pleasure the previous morning, only to hear them now doing the same exact thing with another woman. Isabelle even wondered if it was another maid from the motel staff being ravaged in the next room. And that led to a level of unsheathed curiousity for the young girl, wanting to see just who the woman was with Gerald and Rico. In the end her need to know won out and Isabelle knocked on the door of the room, just as her job entailed, and when the door swung open, her small brown eyes were filled with the most vivid and potent sexual image of her short and somewhat sheltered life. 

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Kelli watched as Gerald quickly grabbed the young woman at the door by the left arm and pulled her into the room before slamming it shut behind her. Even in her debilitated and compromising position, Kelli was awestruck by the image of Gerald and tiny, Hispanic girl standing next to him. The girl looked almost like an infant next to such a large and imposing man and Kelli found herself feeling as naked emotionally as she was physically when her and the girl's eyes met. 

Her ass still skewered on the spit of Rico's dick, a disjointed gaze of wonder and dread leeched across Kelli's face as she watched Gerald shepherd the young girl towards the bed, his right hand tight around the girl's left arm. The closer the odd pairing got, the more Kelli was dumbfounded by the contrast. The girl couldn't have even been 5 feet tall and by Kelli's best guess, didn't weight 95 pounds. She could even envision a man as large as Gerald reaching down and grabbing her by the scruff of the neck and raising her like a stray kitten with just his bare hand. 

Yet there was something about the cold, steely gaze of intent in her chestnut colored eyes that whispered to Kelli that the young woman usually got what she wanted. The girl didn't so much as flinch when Gerald walked behind her and wrapped his hands around the waistband of her uniform pants before jerking them straight down to her knees without hardly an ounce of effort. 

The second Gerald tugged the maid's pants down, it all started to make sense for Kelli. The girl's crotch was shaved bare, just like her own, save for a day's worth of stubbled re-growth and it quickly became evident to Kelli the two men had given the teenage girl the exact same treatment they were in the process of giving her. The look of compliance in the maid's eyes only validated Kelli's assessment. 

"Isabelle," Kelli said to herself, noticing the girl's name on her uniform tag. 

"She's no more than just a girl," Kelli thought, guessing the maid was pretty close to the same age as her oldest Daughter, who was away at college. 

Kelli also couldn't help but wonder how such an ultra-petite girl could have withstood having sex with either Gerald or Rico. Having already survived sex with each herself, Kelli simply couldn't fathom how a woman who was even smaller than she was could manage such a feat. 

Gerald wasted no time reaching his right hand down between Isabelle's thighs and Kelli was nothing short of stunned seeing how Gerald's huge paw literally covered the expanse of the Hispanic girl's crotch, and within a few seconds Kelli felt cold slivers of electricity race down her spine seeing the man's middle and ring fingers disappear inside Isabelle's quim. 

The scent of Isabelle's arousal mixed quickly with the healthy stench of sex that already hung in the air, and the density of the smell only intensified each time Rico churned his cock deeper in Kelli's ass. Reaching around Kelli with his left hand, Rico flicked his fingers repeatedly across the nub of the married woman's clitoris as he nibbled at the back of her neck. 

The synapses in Kelli's brain sizzled as she absorbed the image of Gerald's palm squeezing Isabelle's tender cunt, the sound of his fingers clear in her ears as he dug them through the folds of the young girl's velvety and glistening sex. Kelli soon realized Gerald was about to do the exact same thing to the teenage maid that he'd done with her an hour earlier when he and Rico had got her alone in the room. 

Gerald and Isabelle were close enough now to the bed that each time he gouged his fingers in and out of her pussy, the girl's vaginal stew radiated out in all directions, landing like warm rain across Kelli's naked flesh. It wasn't long before Isabelle's knees began shaking, banging like two small fists into the edge of the mattress as Gerald increased the speed of his manual thrusts. Then an inaudible mixture of jerky Spanish and broken English began spilling from Isabelle's lips, the raw and inhuman sound of it causing even more goosebumps to rise across Kelli's nude body as she watched Gerald wrench his fingers all the way inside her. 

Kelli was also struck by the sight of Gerald's dick steadily re-inflating, seeming to grow a little larger each time one of Isabelle's incoherent shrieks bounced through the room until it was fully grown and seemingly ready to pillage again. 

Secretly, Kelli prayed Gerald was going to use his re-energized cock on the writhing young woman in his clutches, finding herself mesmerized by the thought of how it would look to see a man as large as Gerald mating with a girl as small as Isabelle. The way he was jarring his clenched fist in and out of her cunt however, Kelli sensed he was more than content to drive Isabelle over the edge with just his gigantic hand. 

Kelli watched as Isabelle's body began to jerk, her feet seeming to lurch a little higher off the floor each time Gerald's black fist pierced her womb until she was bobbing like a marionette in her arms. Isabelle's long and shiny black hair fluttering out across both her shoulders as well as Gerald's chest as she quivered in mid-air, Kelli could see the girl's glowing pink labia engulf her lover's penetrating hand as he spat harsh, nasty things into the girl's ear. 

She'd become so engrossed watching Gerald sexually manhandle Isabelle, Kelli had lost track of just how deep Rico had buried his cock inside her ass. That was until the stabbing presence was simply too much to ignore. His left arm wrapped tightly around Kelli's waist to hold her in place, Rico lurched forward until he'd bottomed out inside the married woman's rectum. 

A guttural groan belched from Kelli's throat when she felt Rico's dick slither all the way up inside her. 

"All the way in, Baby... just wiggle you tight sweet ass around until you're use to it," Rico whispered soothingly into Kelli's ear. 

Digging the fingernails of her left hand into Rico's thigh, Kelli's squeezed her right hand around Rico's directly above her head as she tried desperately not to scream. Isabelle however wasn't so lucky. 

An incessant barrage of "AAAHHHHS", "OOHHHHS" and "MMMMMS" crackled continuously from the girl's lungs, her pants now half way down her calves as Gerald held her by the crotch in mid-air. 

From her vantage point on the bed, Kelli was able to watch the orgasmic transformation take place throughout Isabelle's face and body. The constant slapping sounds of Gerald's hand smacking the girl's cunt only increasing, Kelli watched as the muscles in Isabelle's arms and legs first began to twitch, then flail involuntarily. Then the girl's head started to bounce side to side on her shoulders as her feet shook like a ragdoll several inches off the floor. Kelli then saw the muscles in Isabelle's pretty face contort, almost as if she was in the middle of giving birth. Then it happened. 

A loud and steady wail bleed from Isabelle's throat, and for a couple of seconds it appeared the girl had become possessed by a demonic spirit trying to literally rip itself out from inside the 19 year old Hispanic girl's body. Gerald simply grinned and kept his hand churning inside Isabelle's womb as if he'd heard the same blathering screams of release from many a woman's lips before. 

Just as he'd done with Kelli after making her cum an hour earlier, Gerald allowed Isabelle's dead weight to slip from his hands after she came. Removing his sloppy hand from her swollen slit as she fell, Gerald watched Isabelle crumple into a heap at his feet. 

Breathless and dizzy between Gerald's legs, Isabelle looked up and the only thing she could see was the tree branch of his fully aroused manhood swaying there and she did the only thing she knew how to do. Opening her lips wide, the wobbly and spent girl took Gerald's dick in her mouth and started sucking it, the proportions of his thick and veiny beast grotesquely bulging her light brown cheeks for all to see. 

For several minutes Gerald kept his hands on his waist, staring down at the little El Salvadoran girl servicing him below. Casting an occasional glance over to Kelli on the bed, Gerald's blood boiled seeing the ungodly beautiful contrast of Rico big black dick lodged all the way inside the married woman's gorged ass. 

"Ready to DP her?" Rico finally asked his friend, the implication of the query sending immediate shivers down Kelli's spine. 

"Let's do it," Gerald quickly replied before pulling his dick free from Isabelle's obscenely stretched lips and turning his attention towards the bed. 

The wheels were set in motion before Kelli even had a chance to contemplate her fate. 

Keeping his dick pushed to the hilt in Kelli's asshole, Rico clamped his left hand down on top of her thigh and used his right to brace her by the chest. Rotating her weight backwards and then down on top of him, Rico spread his feet wide on the mattress and allowed Kelli's impaled behind to come to rest on top of his crotch. 

A ongoing series of "arrgghs", and "ahhhs" shot from both Rico and Kelli's mouths as Rico spun the married woman around, every subtle movement their genitals made creating tense spasms to ripple through each of their loins until Kelli was resting squarely on top of the man who'd just taken her anal cherry. 

"Now lean back," Rico whispered up to Kelli, extending his hands up to her shoulders and helping her down until her back was balanced on top of his chest. 

"All Right," Rico let out a sigh of accomplishment when Kelli's weight settled on top of him. 

His dick still snugly buried in Kelli's ass, Rico watched from over the naked woman's right shoulder as Gerald approached from the foot of the bed, making his way between Kelli's parted thighs. 

The bedsprings, already straining under Rico and Kelli's combined weight, screamed that much more when Gerald dropped his right knee down on the mattress, adding his nearly 300 pounds to the frame's burden. 

The added jostling Gerald presense created as he crawled between Kelli's legs did nothing to calm the earthquake rumbling inside her. Every movement Gerald made forward caused the bed to creak, which in turn caused the cock Rico had buried in her ass to vibrate unmercifully. 

"What do we have here?" Gerald said as a hungry grin ignited across his chubby face. 

Taking each of Kelli's thighs in his hand, Gerald pushed them a tad further apart, his eyes fixated the whole time on the obscene image of Rico's penis jutting straight up inside Kelli's quivering rectum. 

"You know what we're about to do, don't you?" Gerald muttered down to Kelli, his dick now swaying ominously above the rim of her shaved and smoldering cunt. 

"... Yes," Kelli answered in a voice that sounded as distant as her good judgment. 

"Alright," Gerald replied with dry intention before dropping the shaft of his uncircumcised penis on the already stretched fissure of Kelli's swollen labia. 

Rico's breath caressing the back of her neck each time he exhaled, Kelli could feel the man's strong hands sliding down off her shoulders and coming to rest on each side of her waist. 

"I'll hold her tight... see how much you can get inside her," she heard Rico shout up to Gerald, who was now towering like a crouched animal between her outstretched legs. 

Looking down the length of her torso, Kelli could see her nipples standing like two fat grapes on the top of her chest as she watched Gerald aim the head of his cock against the puffy opening of her cunt. The instant Gerald penetrated her, the resulting shot of pain that fired through her body caused Kelli's head to roll to the left. When it did she could see Isabelle kneeling there on the floor, anxious as she waited directly beside the bed with her hands folded across the edge of the mattress. 

"She's gonna watch me get fucked just like I watched her," Kelli thought to herself before clenching her eyes shut when Gerald shoved another inch or two of his dick between her quaking vaginal walls. 

"AAAWWWWWWW," the married woman grunted helplessly, her body now sandwiched between over 500 pounds of muscle and intent. 

Digging her heels into the sweaty and crumpled sheets below, Kelli clawed her fingers into each side of Gerald's rotund waist, the unleashed slut inside of her prodding him on as he pressed his weight forward. 

"You in yet?" Kelli heard Rico call up to Gerald. 

"Goddammit... you know he's in you cruel Son-of-a-Bitch," Kelli wanted to scream back to Rico, knowing he knew from the way she was squirming and squealing on top of him that Gerald had completed the DP. 

Gerald simply laughed in reply to his friend's question, slapping his huge hands hard down on each of Kelli's thin and trembling thighs as if to tell Rico, "Yep... we own her now. "

Progress was tedious, but within two minutes Gerald and Rico had shoved as much of their dicks inside Kelli's plumbing as humanly possible. With more than a foot of their collective cocks filling her cunt and ass, Kelli swore she could feel every vein, nick and indentation of each of their marbled manhoods as they see-sawed back and forth between the tender, flimsy and thin strip of flesh that separated the two orifices. 

With an inferno raging from her head down all the way down to her toes, Kelli franticly tried humping her crotch back and forth in a desperate attempt to make the two men cum before they either crushed her or split her in half. Even though there was a powerful force in her body trying to end the ordeal as quickly as she could, there was another less tangible force aching to make it last as long as the men would let it. Each time she tried forcing them cum, there was a quick internal reflex to slow down and allow things to run their course in order to enjoy every possible sensation of the men's synchronized assault. 

Through the intertwined tangle of flesh corralling her, Kelli tilted her head and opened her eyes just enough to see Isabelle's face as she knelt there on the floor. Kelli could tell by the way the young girl's pupils flared, and lips quivered ever so slightly, that the teenage maid was diddling her fingers through her cunt as she watched her get throttled from both ends. 

The four legs of the bedframe creaking in pain each time Rico and Gerald pressed Kelli's body between them, it didn't take long before the physical toll overloaded the married woman's circuitry and the only way for Kelli to compensate without totally going mad was to shut her eyes and allow her whole world to go black. The two men ruthlessly continued to fuck her in what seemed like well practiced unison, and in that self imposed darkness she'd created, Kelli was left to conjure the image of Isabelle's eyes staring down at her on the bed, as if the tiny El Salvadoran girl now shared a special kinship with the married mother of two. 

Her body going limp between Gerald and Rico, Kelli kept the image of Isabelle's pretty and reassuring face front and center in her mind as the two men had their way with her. Her nipples pressing like two stones into Gerald's massive chest as he lowered his full weight down on top of her, Kelli could feel Rico's abs grating against her lower back each time the grinding pair hit paydirt. 

Clutching her thin, freckled arms all the way around Gerald's back, Kelli clenched her eyes closed even tighter and held on for dear life, knowing her future was now completely in their hands. 

"I wanna hear you scream... come on... I want to hear you scream... wake the whole damn world up... let 'em hear you," Gerald hot breath shot repeatedly into Kelli's right ear. 




Casualty of Chance Ch. 04



"Yeah Bitch... scream," Rico wasted no time whispering harshly into Kelli's other ear from behind, until the two men's crude prodding rattled around Kelli's swooning skull like a stereophonic blaze. 

Like a volcano building to eruption, it appeared steam was rising from the vents in Kelli's body, but it wasn't until Isabelle reached up between the crush of bodies on the bed and squeezed Kelli's right breast between the fingers that the lava of Kelli's release finally burned through the crust of her caldera. 

"AAAAWWWWWWW AAAHHHHHWWWAAWWWWWW," the married woman choked and coughed as the two men showed her no mercy. 

"YEESSSSSS... GODDDDDAMMIITTT... YESSSSSSSS," Kelli cried over and over until every else in the room's ears were ringing. 

Impossibly stuck between the two men, all Kelli could do was transfer every bit of that long pent-up energy erupting from her pores out to Rico and Gerald as they brutally carved their cocks like twin drill-bits straight through to her molten core. Kelly wouldn't know just how hard she'd screamed during those debilitating moments of release until the next day when her vocal chords were just as sore as the rest of her taxed body. Thankfully the motel was a virtual ghost town that time of the morning and Gerald gigantic chest was there to absorb most of Kelli's fitful screams or the police might have just been called to investigate what was happening inside the room. 

Her neck and back twisted as if she'd been in a wreck, Kelli's ass and cunt bore the full brunt of the two men's lust as Isabelle playfully continued to knead the tissue of her breast between her soft fingers. 

Looking down at the 19 year old maid fondling Kelli's tit was the death blow to Gerald's self control as well. What jizz that was left floating in his bloated and heavy balls spat into her pussy followed almost simultaneously by Rico shooting his wad deep into the bowels of Kelli's virgin ass. 

Pulling her hand free from Kelli's bosom just in time before it got crushed between the three writhing bodies, Isabelle leaned all the way back on her knees and sunk her hand quickly between her own legs, frigging herself to yet another orgasm as she watched the threesome on the bed grind as one. For nearly a minute she stared on in wide eyed amazement, feeling like she was almost watching a huge disabled ship at sea first slow down, then start listing a little to the left, then to the right before finally careening all the way over and sinking when the three intertwined bodies collapsed in separate, side by side heaps on the strewn sheets below. 

Leaning up to get a better look when it was finally all over, Isabelle could see the mattress was half askew on top of the boxsprings and the lamp on the nightstand beside the bed had even toppled over from the constant pounding of the pillows, and whatever else, hitting the table. 

Once she'd got back to her feet and was able to survey the carnage on the bed, Isabelle's senses were immediately innundated by the scent of sex, perspiration, perfume and cologne coming from the three exhausted bodies spread out in front of her. Standing still as Gerald rose to his feet, Isabelle could see the lather of sweat that coated his brow and chest as he eased past her to grab the bottle of water he had sitting by the TV. Rico was next to swing his legs off the bed and the young girl's gaze instantly focused on the half deflated club of his manhood dangling between his muscular thighs, the battered girth etched with the clear evidence of what he'd just done. 

With both men walking nakedly past her, Isabelle once again felt as small as she did the day before when she'd stumbled into Gerald and Rico's room to do her daily cleaning, only to end up having sex with both of them for over an hour. 

Standing all by herself at the foot of the bed once both men had taken a seat to rest behind her, Isabelle was left to stare down at Kelli's nearly comatose body sprawled out on the ransacked mattress below. 

"They both fucked me up pretty bad yesterday... but nothing like what they just did her," Isabelle thought to herself, filling with something akin to admiration for what the naked white woman on the bed had just endured. 

"Little clean up left down there," Rico nudged Isabelle from behind and said. 

Even though she understood very little English, from the man's tone and the direction he was nodding, Isabelle sensed what he was urging her to do. Although it was the first time in her short life she'd been called on to do such a thing, the pure illicitness of what Rico was suggesting caused several beads of damp dew to seep from Isabelle's cunt when she turned her gaze back to the unsuspecting woman on the bed. 

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Kelli knew her descent back to reality wouldn't be immediate. She wasn't sure she'd ever be able to put both feet on the ground and see the world quite the same way ever again after how her morning had turned out. For the moment, all she could even think about doing was laying as still as possible on the bed and trying to take mental stock to make sure all her internal and external parts were still attached and functioning. By the time she'd worked down the checklist to determine if her eyes were still operable, the only thing Kelli could really see was Isabelle's face once again, now hovering at the foot of the bed, her eyes staring back at Kelli in her moment of exhilarating shame and vulnerability. 

Focusing her gaze a little tighter on Isabelle, Kelli could also make out a couple of black hands roaming over the girl's body, methodically removing the rest of her clothing, it didn't take Kelli long to realize that her morning ordeal was far from over... 

Part 5 coming soon



Casualty of Chance Ch. 05



sent via emailOnce again Kelli felt the depression of another person's knees creeping towards her from the foot of the bed. Instead of one of the men crawling between her legs for another go around, this time it was Isabelle making her way towards her and Kelli didn't have the energy to even attempt to cover herself as the 19 year old El Salvadoran girl steadily approached.

Kelli could sense exactly what was about to happen when she stared down the length of her torso and saw Isabelle's gaze focused squarely on the freshly shaved pink slit of her overfucked pussy. Biting down on her lower lip to brace herself for what she knew was coming, Kelli's rear end still lurched off the sheets when Isabelle's soft lips brushed across the steaming fissure for the first time.

Having grown use to the powerful way Rico and Gerald manhandled her body, Kelli was startled as she laid there feeling just how gentle and tender Isabelle's fingertips were as they spread out across her upper thighs.

"She almost looks like a cat curling up down there," Kelli thought to herself seeing the way the young girl rolled onto her side and positioned herself between the her knees before extending her tongue to start licking at the rubbery and slick bloom of Kelli's vagina.

It was the first time Kelli had ever been touched in that way by another woman, and the blush that had already blotched its way across a large portion of her ultra fair skin only darkened when she rolled her eyes to the right to see Rico and Gerald sitting on the other side of the room with their feet up. Both men were still naked as they sat there and watched the lesbian coupling on the bed, their cocks each hanging from their groins like well used weapons.

Kelli had no choice but to lay there and allow Isabelle to have her way down there. The sound of the girl's soft lips lapping at her cunt filled Kelli's ears, and she found it increasingly difficult to keep her hands still and down by her side each time the glorious electrical pulses darted off Isabelle's tongue and radiated through her entire body.

"AAHH... AAHHHH... AAAHHHHH," Kelli winced, her throat clearly beginning to churn each time she tried to breath.

It wasn't long before the rest of her body was responding as well. It started when her hips began to twist on the sheets, followed quickly by her knees swaying side to side as they bracketed Isabelle's petite frame. Within a minute Kelli's heels were digging at the mattress, making it abundantly clear the teenage girl's mouth was having the desired effect.

The pupils in Kelli's eyes beginning to dance once again in their sockets, she was sure she could see Rico and Gerald lean forward in their chairs to get a better view of what was happening between her legs. Just as Kelli was starting to get use to having another woman's mouth glued to her pussy, suddenly Isabelle pulled her lips away and stared down at the married woman writhing beneath her.

Keeping the pressure of her left hand firm on Kelli's clitoris as she allowed the naked white woman a chance look up and make eye contact with her, when Kelli finally did Isabelle just smiled and dove her face back between the woman's parted thighs, only this time instead of gouging her tongue inside Kelli's sopping wet pussy for a second time, she aimed it just a tad lower.

"WWAAAHHHH," Kelli's voice cracked the instant Isabelle's tongue slipped inside her just fucked anus.

Her back and shoulders squirming across the sheets, both of Kelli's hands shot straight down to her crotch. Extending her 10 fingers out around Isabelle's head, Kelli kneaded the girl's long and shiny black hair as she darted the tip of her tongue in and out of her ass, devouring the traces of lust Rico and Gerald had left behind.

If having a woman eating her pussy seemed a little foreign for Kelli, then having someone delicatly lick her ass after just getting it fucked was something she just couldn't fathom. Kelli's spine buckled and her head bounced up and down on the pillow as Isabelle swiveled and twisted her tongue deeper into Kelli's anus, the entire time never relieving the glorious pressure of her thumb and forefinger pinching the married mother of two's bulging clit.

"Holy Shit," Gerald's husky voice echoed though the room as he stood up for a better look.

Turning her blurry gaze in Gerald's direction as he approached the foot of the bed, Kelli watched as he dropped down to his knees directly behind Isabelle, then leaned his face forward. It only took a few seconds for Isabelle's tiny body to lurch and her warm breath to wash across Kelli's crotch when Gerald placed his mouth on the Hispanic girl's swollen pussy.

"MYYY... GODDDDD,'" Kelli quivered out loud upon realizing what was happening, swinging her hips up off the bed and rubbing her pussy hard against Isabelle's now straining face.

Gerald's huge tongue digging deeper into Isabelle's dripping snatch, the young girl wrapped her short legs around Gerald's head and resumed her oral assault on Kelli's cunt and ass. 

The energy transfer between the three was palpable for Rico as he continued to sit back and watch, but when he saw Gerald begin to rub his cock back to hardness as he ate Isabelle out, he too knew the morning was far from over.

"Got one more good nut left in ya?" Rico yelled down to his friend.

"Yeah... only live once," Gerald briefly removed his greasy mouth from Isabelle's cunt and replied.

>From her prone position on the bed, all Kelli could see of Gerald was

the top of his head bobbing a little each time he scoured his tongue through Isabelle's pussy. And like clockwork, every time the older man licked the girl's pink, buttery slit within a second or two Isabelle's facial features would wrench and another gushing breath would rush from her throat and sweep across Kelli's burning vagina. Over and over that interplay continued for several minutes until Gerald ate Isabelle right up to the point of cumming. Just before he'd let her however, Gerald abruptly pulled his mouth away from her crotch and left the young girl with a look of deprived desperation etched across her pretty brown face. 

As if he was a bear rearing up on his hind quarters, Kelli watched as Gerald stood up and put his right knee on the bed.

"He's hard again," Kelli marveled, her dazed eyes filled with the image of Gerald's dick re-inflating as he took the girl's hips in his huge black hands and pulled her towards him.

"God... he's gonna fuck her right there between my legs," Kelli muttered to herself, stunned by the very realization of what she'd secretly longed to see just a few minutes earlier.

Kelli did her best to calm her nerves as she instinctively spread her feet all the way apart to allow Gerald enough room to maneuver Isabelle into place. Dropping her right hand down to her crotch, Kelli gracefully rolled her fingertips between her soaked and swollen labia as she watched Gerald cradle Isabelle's tiny asscheeks in his hands before spreading them apart. With Isabelle's face framed directly above her pussy, Kelli saw Gerald reach for his cock an instant before swinging the raging girth into place.

The veins in Isabelle's neck, not to mention all the muscles in her arms and legs, twitched and fired when Gerald began shoving his dick inside her.

"GGGRRRAAAHHHH... AAAAAHHHHH," a loud gasp burst from the young girl's throat each time Gerald steadily pushed his groin forward.

The contrast between the two was amazing for Kelli as she leaned her head up to get a better look at Isabelle on her knees in front of Gerald, and the way her almost miniature body buckled each time he plowed into her from behind. 

Isabelle's hands grabbing the sheets to each side of Kelli's waist in an attempt to keep herself up, Kelli looked into Gerald's eyes and saw the clear and frightening look of determination on his face, knowing he'd had that same look when he fucked her so savagely just a few minutes earlier.

"Your dick must be raw by now," Rico shouted from his chair on the other side of the room.

"Yeah... a little... but she's drenched... like fucking a wet velvet glove," Gerald replied as the sound of his cock splashing through Isabelle's tight cooch resonated clearly through the room.

Watching Isabelle's small, caramel colored breasts flopping across her chest each time Gerald pounded her from behind, Kelli couldn't help easing her right hand back inside her pussy and rubbing it as the smashing sound of Gerald's thighs crashing into the Isabelle's backside echoed around her. Kelli could see the young girl's elbows withering and bending a little more on the mattress each time Gerald's dick hit home but Kelli still gasped and re-coiled slightly when Isabelle's arms completely gave way and she crashed face first on top of Kelli's torso. 

Pulling her hand free from her crotch just in time, Kelli could feel the side of Isabelle's warm right cheek against her stomach as Gerald edged forward on his knees. The angelic softness of Isabelle's long, shiny black hair now flared out across her midriff, Kelli had the perfect view of Gerald's huge black cock digging like a shovel between the young Hispanic girl's raised asscheeks.

Her pussy turning into a molten stew beneath Isabelle's heaving chest, the nurturing, motherly instinct inside Kelli caused her to lower her right hand down to the side of the teenage girl's head as Gerald continued to drill forward. Massaging her fingertips tenderly across Isabelle's temple and cheek, Kelli stroked her over and over as she absorbed the energy coursing from Isabelle's clammy flesh. Her own tits bouncing now under the force of Gerald's assault on Isabelle's behind, Kelli raised her left hand up to her chest to cradle and cup her breasts as Gerald plowed on.

There was little doubt what would happen next. Kelli could see the growing mixture of strain and delight etched across Gerald's face, not to mention the increased ferocity of his breaths as he drove forward into the quaking flesh of Isabelle's tiny behind.

"Make her cum," Kelli heard herself say, with urgency, up to Gerald.

A tawdry wave of aroused detachment flooded Kelli's system the moment she told the hulking black stranger to drive the naked maid to orgasm, her own pussy literally gushing now against Isabelle's cleavage.

Gerald's eyes instantly lit up, and if it was humanly possible, the pace of his thrusts sped up when those three words from Kelli's mouth sounded in his ears. It wound up being all the prodding he needed. Slamming his cock all the way against Isabelle's cervical wall, Gerald scooped his left hand under the maid's naked body and squeezed his fingers hard around her clitoris.

"AAAAHHHHHH... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHAAAHHHHHHHH," Isabelle immediatly grimaced, her voice slicing through the room like shattering glass for nearly a minute as she squirmed like a speared fish between Gerald and Kelli.

The sound of the young girl's orgasmic bliss combined with the look of joyous and wanton guilt in Kelli's eyes was too much for Gerald, and within a few seconds his balls had bloated past the point of no return. 

"GGRRAAA... GGRRAAAAA... GGRRAAAHHHHHHHH... GGRAAHHHHHHH," Gerald savage voice drowned out all the other noises in the room as he shot what creamy seed he had left in his testicles deep into the teenage girl's welcoming womb.

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A minute or so after Gerald's brutal release, Kelli was still flat on the bed with Isabelle's body draped over top of hers like a living, breathing blanket. Kelli could feel every exhaled breath leave Isabelle's mouth and wash across her own tingling skin. Brushing her right hand down the length of the quivering girl's long black hair, Kelli looked up and watched Gerald gently ease backwards and remove his manhood with a sucking plop from Isabelle's overstuffed cunt.

The girl trembled and gasped on top of Kelli when she felt Gerald withdraw his bruised and battered cock, and Kelli was left to instinctively cuddle Isabelle's head even tighter against her belly with her stroking hand as the teenage girl's post orgasmic aftershocks rippled through her spent body.

The bed seemed to sigh with relief when Gerald slipped his feet back down to the floor and stood up, and Kelli literally felt the mattress rise several inches beneath her once the strain of his weight had been eased. The boxsprings didn't get much of a rest however when a few seconds later Rico propped his right knee up on the foot of the bed.

Locking gazes with the man that ransacked her virgin ass just a few minutes earlier, Kelli's heart pounded seeing Rico's re-energized erection jutting from his crotch as he crawled up behind Isabelle, not to mention the burning intensity in his dark brown eyes.

"Up on your knees Baby... let's get you on top of her," Kelli heard Rico whisper down into Isabelle's ear.

Even though she was sure the Spanish speaking girl resting on top of her didn't fully understand what Rico was saying, Kelli could tell by the way Isabelle's weight shifted that she did perhaps comprehend his tone and intent. Still Kelli was left to ponder just what Rico meant when he told Isabelle, "Let's get you on top of her".

Rolling her head towards Gerald as he took a long swig from his water bottle, when their eyes met it was clear from the slyness in his stare he knew exactly what his friend was about to get the naked teenage maid to do.

Before she could even turn her attention back to the young girl curled up on her lap, Isabelle had worked herself back up to her hands and knees and was beginning the wobbly crawl up the length of Kelli's body.

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Even though 19 year old Isabelle Guiterrez had the body of a gymnast and the unchained lust of a veteran nymphomaniac, even she was physically sapped from what the two men had put her through on consecutive days. Having just had a nearly 300 pound, well endowed man slam his cock into her gaping pussy from behind until he'd taken what he wanted, every instinct inside Isabelle aching frame wanted to lay down, like a satisfied cat, and take a nap. Instead, Rico was prodding her up and nudging her forward with his hand on her lower back as the redheaded woman below stared anxiously up at her.

The jealousy Isabelle had originally felt for Kelli when she first stepped foot in the room and saw the older woman naked on the bed with the two men she'd fucked herself the day before now gave way to a strange, carnal kinship and connection with the other woman. That feeling was stoked even more when Isabelle looked down and saw the shiny diamond wedding band on Kelli's left hand. A blistering shot of white hot electricity sizzled down the Hispanic girl's spine seeing the symbol on the woman's marital vows sparkling below. The ring on her finger, combined with the guilt that clearly smoldered in Kelli's eyes clued Isabelle in on just how much the married woman had sacrificed to quench the lust burning for so long inside her.

With Rico continuing to guide her forward, when Isabelle had worked her knees to each side of the redheaded nurse's awestruck face, she allowed her legs to give way once again, this time dropping the gouged slit of her well fucked pussy squarely down on top of Kelli's chin.

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Just as she was about to inhale another much needed breath, the shadow of Isabelle's descending crotch enveloped Kelli's face and before she could even close her mouth, the girl's pussy came to rest directly on top of it. Kelli's first reaction was to try to spin her head away but with the girl's soft thighs now bracketing her each side of her head, there was nowhere for Kelli to turn. Still needing to breath, just as Kelli finally did try to steal a quick breath, Isabelle squirmed forward slightly then rocked backwards, in the process dragging her warm and well used cunt across Kelli's lips and nose. Repeating that motion several times just as Rico had instructed, the young Hispanic girl built up a delicate friction between her soft and pungeant genitals and the cushion of Kelli's now beet red cheeks. Over and over Isabelle rubbed her pussy across Kelli's mouth until the married woman's freckled face was coated in the leaking remnants of Isabelle and Gerald's shared lust.

Keeping his hand softly centered on the lower part of Isabelle's back, Rico's cock continued to grow as he stared down at the coupling on the bed, and absorbing the sensory overload that went with it.

Just like most everything else she'd experienced that morning in the motel, having another woman's genitals splashing across her lips was another first for Kelli. She had no clue what to do as she laid there, but the way Isabelle worked her cunt back and forth it was clear the young girl knew exactly what she was doing. Kelli could even feel the day's worth of stubble growth surrounding Isabelle's labia scratching delicately across her cheeks as the girl continued to hunch forward.

With Isabelle positioned on her face, Kelli had no idea what Rico was up to as she stood beside the bed until his hand drifted down the maid's back, between the crack of her bare asscheeks before his long fingers finally came to rest on top of Kelli's still simmering vagina.

"WWAAHHH," a whooshing gasp left Kelli's lungs, sending the inevitable shockwave through Isabelle as she rode the married woman's mouth.

Even though she couldn't see a hint of what was happening above, Kelli could feel several of Rico's fingers dip into her quim and immediately begin swirling her cunt back to life. Over and over Rico stirred his digits through her sex until Kelli's tiny white legs were trembling noticeably on the crumpled and sweaty sheets bunched at the foot of the bed. Kelli's flailing legs was followed quickly by a series of helpless moans leeching from her throat, ones that caused Isabelle to quiver each time the vibrations of Kelli's lips ricocheted through the slippery and sweet pussy smothering her mouth.

"AHH... AAHHH... AAAHHH," Isabelle cried out, finding herself staring up at Rico with vengeful want in her big brown eyes.

"You want more?" Rico asked her.

Taking his cock in his free hand and waving it towards the teenage Hispanic girl, Rico asked the same question once more, this time squeezing the shaft of the throbbing, blood filled black serpent to make it look even more menacing than it already was.

"Si," Isabelle replied as she urgently continued to hump her crotch up and down on Kelli's face.

While Isabelle was busy contemplating the thought of taking Rico's manhood inside her for the second straight day, Kelli was writhing between the 19 year old girl's knees, with Rico's hand slicing relentlessly through her cunt. Unable to hear or see much of what was happening around her, the rest of Kelli's senses were in overdrive. All she could smell each time she struggled to inhale was Isabelle's percolating arousal smearing her lips, and the unmistakable taste that went with it. As far as her ability to feel, each one of Kelli's millions of nerve endings all seemed to be centered at that moment on Rico's hand as it smacked down on her smoothly shaved crotch.

With all the cocksure confidence of a man that had already gotten her to cum twice in less than two hours, Rico rolled his four fingers through the blood-filled folds of Kelli's pussy, paying special attention to pinching the raw but erect nub of her clitoris with his thumb every few seconds just to delight in the way it caused the married woman to convulse and moan beneath Isabelle's crouched frame.

A wide, devilish grin stretched across Rico's face as he watched the way Kelli's feet flopped and flailed each time he dug his fingers into her. As if he'd discovered the remote control key that controlled Kelli's very soul, Rico wrenched his wrist even harder until his fingertips were hammering the wailing woman's g-spot.




Casualty of Chance Ch. 05



Kelli's vaginal spray splashing all over his hand, wrist and forearm each time he gouged it deeper into her sparkling wet and glowing cunt, Rico grinned seeing Kelli's arms reach up and clamp around Isabelle's kneeling thighs in a last ditch effort to grab a hold of something as he ruthlessly frigged Kelli to yet another release.

Trapped beneath Isabelle, Kelli was helpless to let Rico have his way, and have his way he did. Using his hand like a juicer to squeeze every bit of sustenance from Kelli's cunt, Rico slapped his palm down hard on the married woman's molten vaginal pulp until the noisy, wet sounds of the impact were echoing through the room. Somewhere along the way Rico felt Isabelle's small hand clasp around his cock and he immediately made eye contact with the pretty young girl as she bounced up and down on the white woman's mouth.

Alternating her gaze between Rico's fiery glare and Kelli's contorting face below, Isabelle squeezed Rico's erection between her tiny, caramel colored fingers until its virile strength was literally coursing through her arm each time it flexed in her grip.

Feeling Isabelle's tiny hand pumping up and down on his pulsing shaft,, Rico kept his intense glare locked on the hand he'd buried between Kelli's legs and the way the woman's swollen pussy seemed to constrict around it and pull it in deeper. The married woman's slick dew drenching him all the way to the wrist, Rico could sense Kelli's hands clawed at Isabelle's thighs that the writhing nurse was on the verge of cumming once more.

"Her mouth feel good down there?" Rico looked at Isabelle and asked, loving the look of pleasure the young El Salvadoran girl was deriving from having Kelli's mouth churning between her trim and athletic thighs.

Attempting to get Kelli off before he blew his nut in Isabelle's soft hand, Rico increased the pressure of his thumb on Kelli's clitoris.

""AAAHHHUUHHHHHHHH... AAUUHHAAAHHHHHHHHH... GGGAAWWWDDDDDDDD... MMMAAAAAAAHHHHH" he heard the married woman's shrieks of pleasure bubble up from underneath Isabelle's groin an instant before her arms and legs flailed crazily out in seemingly four different directions.

Undeterred, Rico continued to speed his digital penetration of Kelli up until the vibrations of her spasming feet pounding the mattress sounded like a beating heart coming from inside the bed. Like a little girl mounted on top of a bucking bronco, Isabelle did all she could do to stay on top of Kelli's lurching body as Rico relentlessly culled every bit of energy out of the naked woman beneath her.

Nearly a minute went by as Rico stared on, watching Kelli's body wind down like a children's toy who's batteries were slowly dying. When the married woman finally went limp, Rico pulled his hand free and wiped the greasy sheen covering it over Isabelle's small titties. Pulling his dick free from the girl's grip, Rico then pushed Isabelle all the way forward until she was on her hands and knees once again, straddling Kelli's nearly comatose body.

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Kelli couldn't make up her mind if she was teetering on the verge of coma or if she was suddenly more alive than she'd ever been in her life. Married for over 20 years and mired in a long term monotonous existence, it was the rare week where she'd have more than one orgasm, either self inflicted or from the occasional stirring of her Husband's hit or miss libido.

To have had five bone-jarring releases in the past two hours, in the midst of three complete strangers, was something Kelli knew would take a long time to recover from. While the physical remnants of what she'd been put through would eventually heal, Kelli knew the mental toll of processing everything that had happened in that room might take a lifetime. Yet she continued to lay flat on the bed beneath the kneeling and naked Hispanic girl, as if knowing the final act was still to come.

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Kelli wasn't allowed time to catch her breath, much less a chance to contemplate somehow dragging her exhausted body off the bed to get dressed. Her chest heaving as she sucked in one deep breath after another, Kelli rubbed her hands up and down each of her thighs, trying to work some feeling back into them after seemingly every drop of blood in her system had pooled to her spasming vagina.

In between breaths, before Kelli could even turn her gaze in the direction of the bathroom where her clothes were strewn across the floor, she felt Isabelle lurch forward just before the girl's crotch crashed down on top of her forehead. Instantly freezing when the maid's weight came to rest on the top of her head, it wasn't long before Kelli felt the weight of two knees cause the bedsprings to creak at her feet. Opening her eyes enough to see between Isabelle's parted thighs, Kelli could see the lower half of Rico's body was safely on the bed and crawling up behind Isabelle.

When he put his hand between Isabelle's shoulder blades and pushed her just a little further forward, Kelli could once again see Rico's erection jutting proudly from his crotch as he hovered directly above her chest. Unable to take her eyes off the onyx slab of vein laced cartilage, Kelli had no clue what Rico intended to do with it until she heard the shriek of pain leave Isabelle's throat. Watching the muscles in the girl's midriff expand and contract at the same time her knees trembled to each side of her, Kelli assumed Rico had shoved his fingers inside the 19 year old's pussy.

That assumption was wrong.

When Isabelle's cries flared through the room a second time and the girl hunched even further forward, Kelli saw what Rico was doing. Just as he'd done to her a little while earlier, Rico was now jabbing his middle finger straight into Isabelle's rectum.

"There's no way in the world he's going to be able to do that," Kelli said to herself, marveling at how the young girl corkscrewed and grinded her hips in an attempt to withstand Rico's advances.

"You managed, didn't you," a deep seeded but very liberated voice sounded from the darkest reaches of Kelli's mind. "She'll find a way."

Taking in one more long, deep breath, Kelli then put her hands down to her side and waited, content now to watch what was about to unfold above her.

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While he and Gerald had fucked Isabelle several times the day before, neither of them had dared trying to stick their cock up her ass. Shocked the young maid had been so easy to seduce in the first place, both men were left to wonder 'what if' after the tiny Hispanic girl had put her clothes back on and went back to work. Even though Gerald and Rico had agreed, considering their endowment, they would have probably caused the tiny teenage girl significant trauma if they'd tried anything anal, the mental image of at least giving it a try was difficult to shake for both of them.

The confidence they'd gained from nailing the maid the day before however certainly carried over to their attempts to pick up the married nurse they'd encountered in the gas station parking lot earlier that morning. When somehow by the grace of God she'd followed them back to the motel, Rico and Gerald made a pact to try and DP her. Having Isabelle show up once again on her daily rounds had only served as icing on the cake.

How they'd gotten Kelli to follow them to the motel, Rico would probably never know but he did understand that often times in life you never know quite what you're entitled to unless you ask. Staring down at Isabelle's raised ass, another life lesson he'd learned a long time ago sparked inside his head, the reality that sometimes in life you just have to take what you want. Positioning the head of his cock at the doorstep of Isabelle's anus, that's exactly what Rico intended to do.

After judiciously sinking his finger through the puckered ring of Isabelle's asshole, Rico grabbed the bottle of lube Gerald had retrieved for him and squeezed off a few dabs on his embedded digit. Twisting it in slow, dredging circles deeper into Isabelle's rectum, Rico did the best he could to prep the 95 pound girl's ass, knowing what he was about to do would stretch Isabelle to her very limits.

Locking gazes with Kelli while he was busy shoving his middle finger deeper into the kneeling maid, the look of terrorized fascination in the married woman's eyes filled Rico with all the resolve he needed to finish the job.

"You know what I'm about to do to her... you know exactly what she's about to feel don't you?" Rico questioned Kelli, a proud grin beaming across his face when the woman facing him soberly nodded her pretty face up and down.

"Is your ass still burning?" he quizzed Kelli once again.

The married woman closed her eyes and sighed, sadly still absorbed by the aching heat and strain radiating beneath her.

"Yes," she gave Rico his answer.

"Good," he replied before easing his left hand to the back of Isabelle's head, preventing the girl from turning back to see what he was preparing to do, content more to enjoy the way her body jerked and shuddered each time he probed a little deeper into her tiny, heartshaped behind. 

With his greasy and slick finger buried all the way to the second knuckle, with a wet, bubblegum popping sound, Rico finally pulled it free. He then wasted no time replacing his finger with the rounded and much more substantial head of his erect penis.

From above it looked just like Rico was trying to shove the head of his cock through the eye of a needle as he pierced it between the small rubbery opening of Isabelle's asshole. Keeping it wedged like a meaty sausage between Isabelle's firm asscheeks, Rico pressed his right hand down on the center of the naked girl's back to hold her in place as he reached for the bottle of lube once again with his left. Squirting another few drops of the cool fluid around the stretched rim of Isabelle's anus, Rico watched as she twisted and shivered once the slick fluid began to seep inside her.

Another gut-wrenching groan shot from Isabelle's mouth a few seconds later when Rico punched his cock forward.

"YEAH," the older black man spat out loud watching Isabelle's two fists clench hard around the balled up sheets behind Kelli's head, in the process causing the young girl's chest to collapse straight down on the married woman's face as he burrowed deeper inside her.

"You're gonna break her," Rico heard Gerald say from beside the bed where he was standing with his arms folded, taking it all in.

"Little Bitch can take it... just watch," Rico replied before cruelly ramming his cock forward once again.

Reaching his free hand straight down, Rico grazed it several times across Kelli's exposed pussy, just enough to get the spent woman to yelp and squirm a few times before lifting it away and placing it against Isabelle's juicy, just fucked cunt.

With each of the women's musky sheen saturating his fingers, Rico raised his hand then wiped the shiny mess across the shaft of his cock, insuring even more added viscosity when he ultimately decided to punch it all the way inside Isabelle.

Seeing the girl's spine curl at the same time all the tendons in her arms and legs shimmied like angry snakes under her skin, Rico held his cock by its meaty base, taking sick delight in Isabelle not having a clue when the next impaling thrust from behind would come.

"WHAM," Rico fired his crotch forward a few seconds later, this time causing an entire third of his black dick to disappear into Isabelle's rear end.

A loud wail burst from Isabelle's mouth, it's contents not so much in English, or her native Spanish tongue, but in the euphoric universal language of "HOLY SHIT... I THINK I'M GONNA DIE!!"

Smacking his free hand down on Isabelle's left asscheek, hard enough to leave a reddish imprint of all five of his long stinging fingers across the tan canvas of her behind, Rico pulled back and waited for Isabelle to steady herself on top of Kelli's face before shoving his cock forward yet again.

His dick already raw from what he'd put it through the past few hours, adrenaline and the inspirational image of the two women from totally different generations and cultures writhing with equal desperation and want beneath him, were the only two things that kept Rico going. Grabbing each of Isabelle's asscheeks hard in his hands, Rico started driving his cock into her behind as if he was trying to plunge the spear of his manhood through the other side of her belly. 

"AAAHHH... AAAAHHH... AAAHHHHHH," Isabelle cried over and over, her only recourse now was putting her head down on Kelli's chest and allowing the married American woman below to cuddle her head softly with her left hand as Rico plowed on.

Sadly, Kelli wasn't using her other hand for such a noble cause. Swept up in the depraved lust swirling around her, like a hand rising from the grave, Kelli mustered the strength to reach up and caress her fingertips around Rico's swinging balls as he pillaged Isabelle's ass. Cupping the delicate orbs like a prized piece of fruit, Kelli massaged the hairy sacks between her fingers as the boiling testes inside churned up another thick treat.

"UUHHH," Kelli heard Rico gasp when she started fondling him and even though she couldn't see his face because of Isabelle's body draped her top of her, Kelli was sure her sudden advances was bringing a smile to the ruthless black man's face.

The only thing Kelli could really see clearly as she laid there on the bed beneath Isabelle was Rico's gigantic cock stabbing repeatedly into a space that had been no larger than a button off her shirt before Rico so crudely claimed it as his own. For the 42 year old nurse she knew it would be an image she'd have to endure every time she closed her eyes for a very long time.

Something much deeper and darker inside Kelli still had to feel Rico's balls when he climaxed inside Isabelle, as well as seeing for herself just how much sexual gluttony the little slut could take.

At first it happened by accident during one of Rico's forward thrusts when Kelli's right thumb dipped intot he warm, soupy mire of Isabelle's cunt. Feeling the way it made the teenage girl's body heave that much more when her thumb smashed into Isabelle's clitoris, something was tripped inside Kelli as well.

Keeping her other four fingers balanced on Rico's sweaty scrotum, Kelli flexed her small hand as far as she could until she'd stretched her thumb far enough to keep consistent pressure on Isabelle's genitals.

"UUUURRGGAAHHHHHH," the Hispanic girl cried, pressing her face down hard on Kelli's shoulder as the explosive concussion of having her clit rubbed at the same time her ass was stuffed full of Rico's cock ripped like lightning through her body.

Kelli suddenly felt a strange rush of empowerment sweep through her body seeing the effect she had on Isabelle. Whether it was simply the novelty of the situation, or perhaps something much deeper that had become unlocked in Kelli's pysche, but she swelled with a purpose she never knew existed feeling Isabelle's naked flesh quiver on top of her.

Feeling the air from lungs girl's lungs cascade into her left ear each time she tapped her thumb down on the teenage girl's throbbing clit, it almost looked like Kelli had become an addicted rat in a lab experiment, pressing down on a button and receiving a pellet of food each time she wanted.

"MMMAAHHHRRAAHHHHHHHHHHH... AAAHHHHHHHHHHH... AAAHHGGRRAAMMAAHHHHHHH," Isabelle came with a violence that startled Kelli. Never before had she'd seen such a violent reaction from a person so small and it was happening right on top of her.

Keeping her left arm wrapped soothingly around Isabelle's back as she continued to frig her with her right, Kelli laid spread eagle on the bed, allowing the energy erupting from the girl's spasming body to seep into each one of her pores.

Isabelle's release set off a chain reaction that quickly filtered up to Rico. The contractions exploding inside Isabelle's crotch caused her anal muscles to fire, squeezing the be-jesus out of Rico buried cock to the point where he had no choice but to bust his nut as well. Keeping her fingers wrapped around Rico's bouncing nutsack, Kelli was left with the duel, unearthly sensation of the girl's pussy and the man's balls gushing simultaneously in her hand.

When Rico finally did collapse from exhaustion, Kelli only had a moment to brace herself before she was trapped beneath both his and Isabelle's dog tired weight.

The young maid's dripping pussy now spread out across the top of her right thigh, Kelli continued to nuzzle Isabelle's head in her hand as the girl tried to collect herself after just having her anal cherry so brutally popped. Counting her blessings when she felt Rico start to stir and pull himself off the bed, Kelli could clearly feel his cock slip free from Isabelle's ass and slither like a slick, rubbery snake across the inside of her opposite thigh.

Even after Rico retreated, Isabelle remained face down on top of Kelli's chest. She could hear Rico and Gerald's heavy footsteps moving about the room but Isabelle wouldn't budge except for the pounding of her heart directly on top of Kelli's left breast.

Finally the teenage girl worked her tiny right hand free from the tangle of sheets she'd jammed it into, and the first thing she did was wrap her still shaking fingers around Kelli's pale digits before making a closed fist around Kelli's hand. Her vision not what it use to be, Isabelle's face was so close to Kelli she had difficulty making out the girl's features, but out of the corner of her eyes Kelli sensed Isabelle was leaning in closer.

A second later Isabelle's soft, angelic lips came to rest just below Kelli's left ear. Suddenly feeling weightless on the bed as the sensation of Isabelle's lips coursed through her skin, Kelli's head rolled to the side and through the hazy field of her compromised sightlines, she could see the flicker of the light coming through the curtains hitting her diamond wedding ring. Before she could contemplate the gravity of what the past few hours had wrought, Isabelle's face suddenly blocked Kelli's view an instant before the exhausted girl pressed her lips flush against Kelli's.

The two men stood riveted at the foot of the bed, both naked with their arms folded as the watched, their cocks dangling from their groins like two dark clubs fresh from a fight. Rico and Gerald both shook their head and smiled when Kelli began kissing Isabelle back, each knowing the only thing that made the entire morning possible was the fact that they had the shameless courage to ask her back to the motel... 

THE END

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