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Brittany & Jon: Thrice Tempted Ch. 01

By: TabooTeller



Writer's Notes: This is the third and probably last adventure of Brittany and Jon. By the title you can see that she gets tempted three times in this story, including one that is very rough on her. But its not all Tommy even though most of it is. The story is in three parts and it wouldn't be B&J without flashbacks. 

So Enjoy:

The young woman twirled in time to the music playing from the boom box. Her dance movements caused her short skirt to fly up, showing off even more of her legs. Her dance looked a little strange as she maneuvered around the tables and chairs, for the nightclub she was dancing in was closed. She had an audience of only three men who watched her with the look of hungry wolves. She either didn't notice their looks or didn't care that they were after one thing from her.

As the dance continued, her movements grew more wanton and erotic. She leaned back pushing out her very nice looking boobs, a minute later she flipped her skirt up giving the three tantalizing glimpses of her panties and other times not so short peeks at her red and white underwear. She spun her way to the three, dancing close enough to be only inches away from touching them. 

Her shoulder length blond hair continually bounced around, sometimes blocking her sight as she spun and kicked her legs up. Her pale red blouse even though modest for her, still allowed her breasts to jump in a most delightful way as she bounced. Her skirt wasn't the shortest skirt in her wardrobe but the hem was still high enough to allow them to see her panties fully as it flared out when she spun around in place. 

The dancer's body was burning with excess energy. She had been promised that dancing would use up the energy that was starting to burn in her most intimate place, but so far it seemed to be making it worse. Her panties were soaked with the fluids being produced by the slit between her legs. The inside of her slit was starting to itch and burn almost uncontrollably, as it demanded that something long and hard be placed inside to satisfy the steadily increasing itch. 

The problem was that her husband was not one of the three men so intently watching her. She didn't know where he was and she didn't care either, for the only thing she could think of was that he was not here to satisfy her sudden, burning desire. 

She hadn't started the evening feeling this way or planning to do this dance. She had gone out to an early dinner with a couple of friends. George and Linda who had been going together on and off, mostly on, since High school. They now seemed to be ready to get married. He was a handsome man with black hair almost to his shoulders. She was pretty, Hispanic, with hair past her shoulders, a good cheerleader in high school but recently had put on a few pounds. Jon had not gone with her since he had a date to help someone they knew. She had agreed to the early time because there was a surprise party later that evening for Susan, who had been one of her bridesmaids, and Susan's brother Tommy. They had been both born in the same month, one year apart. Most of the time, their friends would celebrate their birthdays at the same time. Previous surprise parties had been ruined by word getting out so Edgar had told her about the party then made sure she told no one, explaining that he would tell everyone that was invited. That way no loose talking would ruin the surprise. This meant that even though she thought others at the dinner were going to the party, she didn't ask or mention the party at all. Tommy, Susan's brother, was making the rounds talking to people so there was a chance that he could hear something if she mentioned the party.

She chatted a while with her dinner mates even after their dishes were removed. As she expected, Tommy came over to say hi to her and the others at the table. He sat down and joined the discussion. After watching her fourth huge yawn, he motioned to a small can in his hand.

"This is a new energy drink, Pimp Juice, put out by some rap star. It will wake you up if you have plans for the evening."

"I don't think I need anything to wake me up."

"This stuff is good; it's guaranteed to wake you up... Here." He held the can out to her, "I haven't taken any sips out of it yet. 

I was just carrying it around in case I got thirsty." 

She looked unsure as she said, "I don't know."

"It's nothing bad even with that name. And as I said my lips have not touched the can. It might be a little warm but other than that it's good."

George said, "It couldn't hurt. It is free after all and you have been yawning all throughout dinner." 

She reluctantly nodded, and then accepted the can. She took a sip, made a face, and started to put it down. 

"Hey, that's not enough. I realize it might taste a little crappy right now, but if you down it fast the taste won't last long."

"A little crappy?!" she said but then she put the can back to her lips; she did want to be awake for the party after all. She downed the whole can in two gulps but then almost threw it back up, the taste was that bad. She managed to keep it down.

"Yecch, I'm not sure if I should thank you or not but if it tastes that bad it won't be selling much."

"You can thank me after it energizes your body... and it will." 

Soon after he left, the dinner broke up. George and Linda took her home and she was disappointed not to see Jon. She tried calling him but his cell phone was off. She decided to go without him so she left heading for where the party was going to be. When she got to the night club, she was surprised to see only one other car in the parking lot. She went in anyway. She found Tommy there as well two other guys. One was Edgar, who had told her about the party. She didn't know him all that well, except that he hung around with Tommy and Susan at times. 

She looked around trying to see if there was anyone else, but there was no one. Edgar came over to her, said hi then quickly whispered that he must have told her the wrong time, but that the party would begin soon so she should stay. He also told her that Tommy had arrived early, so she shouldn't say anything about the surprise. 

She nodded and said hi to Tommy and the third guy, who she didn't know. Tommy introduced him as Sam. She asked if Susan was around but Tommy said that she would be coming by later, after the crowds grew to see JonnsonTown.

She pretended to be excited about seeing them, since even though they were a smaller local band, they were good. It was about that point that she was starting to feel uncomfortable. It was too hot and she felt a slight itch between her legs. She realized the heat had started on the trip here, but it hadn't gotten that noticeable 'till now.

"Is it just me or is it hot in here?"

"I'm Okay," Tommy said.

The other two nodded.

"My face got a little hot in the car coming over here, but I thought it was the weather."

Edgar said, "I hope you aren't coming down with anything and have to leave early. It's the only time JonnsonTown will be playing here for months."

She nodded and sat down, but she just kept getting hotter. She tried flapping her blouse a little, but she didn't want to do that too much with three guys there.

After a few minutes Tommy suggested, "If you are that hot you could take off your bra... that might help."

She looked shocked so he quickly said, "I meant go in the bathroom and take it off. Your blouse should hide the fact that you have no bra on."

She shook her head but a few minutes later as her face got even hotter, she made a fast trip to the bathroom where she peed and took off her bra, putting it in her purse. Soon after she got back to the table she had been sitting at she began to pace. She was energized. Not only was her body so full of energy she had to do something to use it up, but her pussy was getting wet and itchy. She sat for a moment trying to decide what to do. When the guys weren't looking, she tried to rub her legs together for some relief. She even went back to the bathroom and rubbed her clit then pushed in two fingers trying to relieve that itch. It helped some for a few minutes but it came back. 

It was soon after she got back that Tommy said, "Maybe that drink is giving you too much energy, you should try running around the dance floor to use up the energy," here she shook her head no, "Or maybe... dance. Yeah that would use up the energy and not look funny."

The other two guys agreed.

Sam said, "Yes, dancing would do the trick. It's fun and it will use up any extra energy you have."

He quickly walked over to another table where he reached under it and pulled out a boom box. He brought it to her table, set it down and pushed the play button. Throbbing music started, it was just the right type for a dance. 

Tommy said "You're going to have to dance or you're going to start hopping up and down. I promise it will help."

She reluctantly agreed since the itching in her loins had increased again. It was either try that or spend more time in the bathroom with her fingers inside her. She stood, went over to the middle of the dance floor where she begun to sway to the music, soon she was moving her feet in a step that fit the beat of the song. She twirled, bent over backwards in a gymnastic move that Jon liked to see her do and kicked out with first one, then the other foot. 

Soon she abandoned herself to the dance getting more outrageous in her twirling and kicking. She knew that all three men probably were getting short glimpses of her panties, but she didn't care at that point. She was hot and her body was screaming SEX. Her panties were very modest anyway. After that bad experience with Steve, she had been trying to wear less revealing clothes out in public. 

Now, she was having a conflict with her conscience. Her body was telling her to let go and just dance as erotic as she could and let the guys see her legs and panties, but her mind was telling her to be careful. At one point, her conscience won and she sat down not wanting to dirty dance in front of the guys. 

Tommy came to her and said in a nice soft voice, "Please dance some more. It's my birthday and I would like to see you dance. I like to watch the way you move, you do it so well. I've seen a video of you dancing like that and I thought it was great. Please for my birthday, I've wanted to watch you dance for a long time."

His voice was melodic and very soft. She could lose herself in that voice. She thought it wouldn't do any harm so she got up and moved to the middle of the dance floor. Someone started the music at the beginning again. She started moving, and when she realized she was being too erotic she adjusted her movements. 

She tried to compromise between the two, but she seemed slip into the erotic movements so easily. At one point she noticed it was a different song, she had been so much into her movements that she hadn't noticed that the song had switched. This one was even wilder than the first song. It seemed to call out to her to dance sensually. Her arousal had grown again. She found herself staring at the guys' crotches as she spun by them. 

Jon wasn't there and she needed him. She had already decided that when he walked in, she was taking him to the back for a quick fuck and a longer one once they got home. Two or three longer ones that is.

But he wasn't there, and the only thing she could do was dance which was what she was doing. She suddenly ended the dance after she danced with her back to the guys, wiggling her butt suggestively then flipping up her skirt so they got a good glimpse of her panty covered bottom. She realized what she had just done and stopped. 

"That didn't help; I'm hotter than when I started."

"Yes you are," Tommy said breathlessly.

She looked at him puzzled but he said, "I mean, you look like it but come over here. There is something else that will help. It's more extreme but it will scratch your itch." 

"I might try anything right now."

"Good, I was hoping you would say that," Tommy said.

She didn't notice the other two vigorously nodding their heads. Brittany walked over to the three and looked up at Tommy. 

He said, "Thank you that was a very nice birthday present. It was more energetic but not as long as the one I saw on the recording. It was very nice. I liked it."

Edgar said, "That was nice, you do a good job dancing. I like the way you move and your legs are so pretty."

Brittany felt like blushing but she was also in a predicament. Her panties were wet, soaked actually, from the way her slit was feeling. She couldn't remember a time she was so hot or so wet. Maybe on her and Jon's wedding night and once or twice since. When she did that role playing game with Jon, pretending to be a sixteen year old student at a Catholic school, she had been very wet. It not only had gotten Jon very aroused but her too. But she hadn't itched as much then. Now though wasn't the time to be dripping. She needed some type of release or she would be pulling off her panties to jam three fingers into her burning and itching pussy soon. The dance had made it worse, and now the compliments of the two guys had made her pussy almost a torrent. And her eyes kept going to the bulges in their pants. She tried fighting that, but she knew what those bulges were and the relief they afforded. It was all she could do to keep from rubbing her legs together to try to relieve herself that way. 

While waiting for Tommy to say he wanted to say, she couldn't help but feel the muscularity of the three men. She could smell their sweat and their manliness. It aroused her even more; she knew her nipples were standing out without even looking at them. She could feel the fabric of her blouse against those currently very sensitive nubs. The cloth felt good. She was glad she had taken off her bra, her boobs needed the freedom.

Tommy started speaking again in an easy, soft voice, "You looked very beautiful out on the dance floor Brittany. I loved to see how your legs moved. You are very graceful, very athletic."

As his voice droned on drawing her into it with its soft melodic sound she nodded. Many people had told her over the years that she moved gracefully; even Jon had said that was one of the things that had attracted him to her. The thought of her husband though made her groan very softly for she needed him right now. A picture flashed through her mind of the last time they fucked. It had felt so good and right now she knew it would feel even better and with that growing itch, sex wasn't just a pleasure it was turning into a need. 

Just as if he had read her mind, Tommy mentioned Jon or had she thought of him because Tommy had said Jon's name? She wasn't sure now but her confusion only lasted a couple of seconds as her mind lost itself in Tommy's voice again.

He was saying, "If Jon was here he could help you with another activity but he's not," She nodded, and he continued, "He's helping my sister with her problem."

Brittany was puzzled, "why would Jon be helping another woman with her itch?" She shook her head to clear the fogginess that seemed to be growing along with her need for relief. 

She heard Tommy say in that gentle melodic tone, "Yes, He is over there with her helping Susan celebrate her birthday. I would like it a lot if you were to help me have what I've always wanted."

She looked up at him. Then asked, "What can I give you?"

He smiled brightly and said, "Many things but one thing would help you at the same time... First take off your blouse so I can see those wonderful boobs of yours, second," here he gently turned her head to look at the other two men, "Touch their bulges."

She looked at him sharply not believing what she had just heard.

"I was wrong about the dance helping you with your body heating up but I promise you that this will help cool you down. It's just what your body needs right now. Susan has had this problem too and this action helped her get over it. We don't want Jon to know you've been this hot around other men he might think you did it with them. Not that he would care right now but he might later."

Brittany shook her head not only to say no but to try to clear it. Tommy knelt down beside her.

"Please take off your top. I've wanted to see both of your boobs since I first saw you. I can tell they are so beautiful and sexy. I would love to feel them with my hands and to suck on your gorgeous nipples."

His voice was drawing her into it and when he said the words 'feel' and 'suck' her pussy quivered. It had never done that before. "God", she thought. "My body wants it so bad, worse than I had ever wanted sex before, and if Jon is helping another woman, even if it was Susan's birthday, and not his wife then why shouldn't I get my need satisfied?" She looked at the two guys again. One's bulge was noticeably bigger than the other. "God", she thought. "He would be able to really reach the deepest part of my itch." The guy with the larger cock rubbed it as she was looking. She licked her lips in anticipation. She turned as Tommy moved and she saw that he too was rubbing his crotch. 

He said, "I've been so attracted to you that after that dance, I can barely keep from taking this out and wanking. Your beautiful body turns me on."

She turned her head more and saw the third guy doing the same. He had a pleading look on his face like he wanted her to touch it real bad. Brittany licked her lips again. She felt her panties get even wetter. They were already soaked; she felt that she would be dripping down her legs soon. "If I didn't have the panties on, I would be leaving drips on the floor," she thought. 

Suddenly though, she turned away from the tantalizing sight and hurried over to a chair, she sat facing away from the three men. "I can't do that," she thought. 

She heard someone come up behind her. She felt like she should leave, but her eye sight seemed to be affected by whatever was making her foggy brained and uber turned on. 

She thought, "God, I feel crappy, if it wasn't for the fact that I'm so turned on I would think I was catching the flu."

The person behind her knelt down beside her. 

"It really did help Susan when she had the same problem... maybe it's some type of strange flu," he said in his soft melodic voice.

She shook her head, willing to suffer to keep from hurting her marriage. She thought, "Jon where are you? I need you." She may have spoken that in a whisper, she wasn't sure but Tommy left.

A minute later she heard more footsteps like someone walking into the club, and then they came toward her. Again she felt a body kneel behind her. 

A voice she knew said, "I'm here Brittany dear."

She said "Jon?" in a very puzzled voice.

"Yes," he said very softly, "I know why you feel this way and Tommy was right there is only one way to help you now."

She felt hands grasp her and gently pull her up. She was then walked over to the two guys. This time they had their cocks out. She could see them in almost all their glory. She wondered when they had unzipped their pants, but she didn't think long about that. That one guy was definitely bigger than Jon. She stared at that long, wide shaft. She allowed herself to be walked slowly over to the guys, until she stood right in front of them. She felt comfortable with Jon behind her. His body always felt just right against hers and now it turned her on big time. Even more than she already was. 

That familiar voice said again, "Brittany dear you can touch them. It's okay; I won't hold it against you. You need the help that they offer you."

Warning bells went off in her head but she ignored them as she took a step even closer, and reached out to the largest one. Her hand was shaking from the combination of overwhelming desire and confusion. Even with Jon saying that it was okay, it still went against her conscience. Brittany quickly glanced over her shoulder and saw hair on top of the Jon's head go up and down as he nodded. 


Brittany & Jon: Thrice Tempted Ch. 01



Her hand reached the one guy and she patted the top of his very hard and very huge cock with an open palm, just like it was a dog. She did it gently and Edgar groaned. She then turned slightly so she could do the same to the other. Sam groaned too. 

That soft voice again spoke, "Go ahead Brit grab them both. You know you want to and need to."

She reached back toward Edgar's cock this time with her hand in a half closed fist. As her arm seem to move in slow motion, the warning bells got louder and suddenly her mind cleared for a second and she realized what was bothering her.

Her head snapped around and she glared up at Tommy saying, "You're not Jon!" in a very accusatory tone. 

Brittany turned around and ran back to the chair she had been sitting in. She sat there for over a minute feeling sorry for herself, and fighting the urge to lift her dress so she could rub her clit. She rubbed her legs together twice, but stopped as soon as she realized what she was doing. Tommy came over to her and knelt down beside her again.

"I'm sorry for tricking you Brittany, but Jon would understand that you need what those guys and I have to offer you tonight. Not only do you need it but it's my birthday and as a special present, I would love to see you naked." 

She looked at him noticing that his hair style was exactly like Jon's. But then she looked away. She found it hard to stay angry as horny as she was. He stayed silent for a while then spoke again.

"It's getting worse isn't it?" he asked in a very sympathetic tone.

She thought she nodded but wasn't sure.

"Come on back over there. Jon will understand that you need it. All you have to do is reach out and grasp each of our dicks. I promise you that this won't fail to take care of your problem."

She found herself standing and again allowing herself to be led to the two guys standing there, with their hard cocks sticking out of their pants. She heard a noise and turned seeing Tommy unzip his pants.

"Please grab mine first. I've been waiting for that for years."

She nodded thinking about Jon helping Susan with this same problem. She reached out and grasped his hardness. He gasped and so did she as her arousal jumped even higher. She slid her hand up and down it three times, but stopped as Jon's image came to mind. She saw him looking stern and hurt as she described what she had done with Steve. 

She shook her head but the image got stronger. Brittany let go of Tommy then backed away a step.

"What's the matter Brittany? You need this and so do I. You can help us both at the same time." he said in that melodic voice.

She took a step forward again, feeling the heat build up in her pussy. She could feel a wetness in her upper thighs and she knew that she wanted all three cocks in her now. One in her wet pussy, one in her hot butt hole and the last in her slavering, quivering mouth. All at the same time. That surprised her, for she had never wanted to do a threesome let alone a foursome before. Now she not only wanted it but her body was demanding it. 

She saw Jon again with that hurt look on his face, and she let out a loud agonized "No!!"

She pivoted away from the tempting sight, and then took off running, maneuvering around the tables and going through swinging doors that led into the hallway with the bathrooms.

The three guys stood there in shock. Sam, the guy Brittany didn't know said, "I guess she didn't want it after all."

Tommy turned to him and in a frustrated voice said, "She will. She has to."

With all that stuff I gave her she has to be hornier than ten women who haven't had sex in a year, he added in his mind.

"I will be back with her."

So that having been said, he hurried through the double doors. He quickly walked down the hallway to the bathrooms, thinking that would be her only refuge. He went into the girls' bathroom and quickly looked around. No Brittany. He even looked under the stalls but no feet so she wasn't hiding in one of them. He left and went to the boy's bathroom but it was empty too. He went further down the hallway and found a door leading into one of the offices open. He rushed inside looking around, even under the desk, nobody was there but he did see another door he assumed led outside. It was locked but she could have turned the lock as she closed the door. He half ran back to the main room.

"She must have gone outside through a door in one of the offices."

The other two looked puzzled so he said, "Some fool left a door leading to an office open. It has a door to the outside," he quickly said in explanation.

Edgar started to say, "But then she..."

Tommy interrupted him with, "She is in no condition to drive home, we need to find her. When we do I can convince her to let us fuck her. She almost did it and all she needs is a little encouragement."

The other two nodded, thinking about her dance. They both followed him outside. One went one way around the building, Edgar headed the other way and Tommy started looking in the parking lot. 

Two minutes after they were out of sight another car pulled into the parking lot. It raced to the main entrance, where it stopped very quickly. A man jumped out before the car's engine completely died. He rushed inside. Once on the dance floor he quickly looked around. He saw the camera on the tripod and went over to it. He pressed the rewind button for a second then pressed the play. He watched through the viewfinder as a tiny Brittany grasped hold of Tommy's cock, then she let go and backed away. Tommy said something that wasn't picked up by the mic, and then Brittany took a step forward and let out the loud "No!" He watched as she ran through the doors.

He looked up at the doorway. He turned off the camera then quickly headed for the doors. Once in the hallway he went directly to the women's bathroom. As soon as he was through the door he saw Brittany. She was sitting on the floor against the far wall. Her legs were spread and out in front of her. Her panties were off and she was virtuously rubbing her clit. 

As soon as the door closed behind him she snapped her legs together, pulling them up to huddle against the wall. He hurried over to her.

Before he could speak she said, "NO! I don't want to do that, please leave me alone."

He said, "It's me Jon."

Looking away from him she said, "No, you tricked me once. I'm not going to fall for that again."

He knelt down in front of her and said gently, "It is me. Remember what you did to me in the elevator going up to our room on our wedding day?"

She nodded and he continued, "And that you scrubbed my tux so that when I took it back they wouldn't know I had cum in my pants."

She looked at him, and then threw her arms around him. 

With tears in her eyes she cried, "Jon what is wrong with me?"

I'm burning up and my pussy is leaking like a faucet, my nipples, pussy and butthole all itch." 

"I think I know and we need to get you to a hospital."

Just then Brittany realized this was what she had been hoping for. She reached up as Jon stood and began to claw at his belt. In no time she had it undone and was trying to get his zipper down, her fingers fumbling in her haste.

"Brittany, this is not the time for that, we need to go to the hospital!"

"I need relief." as she finally got his zipper down and was working on his snap.

"Brittany..."

"I'm not going until I get some relief... I mean it!"

He sighed, paused, and then said, "Okay, let's go into a stall."

She reluctantly stood up and while holding up his pants with one hand he walked over to the closest stall. He dropped the lid down, pushed his pants and underwear down, and then sat.

Brittany stared at his soft shaft, then dropped to her knees and immediately started sucking on it. As soon as it was halfway hard she stood, turned around, raised her skirt up, and then sat down on his lap. Her panties were already off so she didn't have to be concerned about them. On the way down she made sure he was positioned right and she let out a noise of pleasure as his hard cock separated the lips of her pussy. As she felt the flesh of his almost hard cock penetrate deeper and deeper into her pussy she sighed with relief. He thought she sounded very much like someone who was finally able to scratch a long term itch.

She said, "I want to be fucked, I need to be fucked... Ohhh Yeeees Fuck Me!"

His hardening shaft slipped in very easily as she dropped the rest of the way to his lap. He made an "ufff" noise at the suddenness of it. He was amazed that she was so ready. She groaned as she felt his flesh rub against the inside walls of her slit.

At once she started lifting herself three fourths of the way off of him then letting herself drop back down. She bounced up and down faster and faster, continually impaling herself on his hard cock. 

He was groaning now but as good as it felt he still wondered about how wet she felt. Jon had never felt her this wet before. It was almost like wanking with a wet sponge. The thought crossed his mind and caused him to question if it was all her. He thought it was because he had felt sloppy seconds before, those being the few times they had fucked very soon again after a first time. And that day just before he left for a month he had even felt sloppy fourths and fifths, so he knew that it felt different when she was full of his sperm. 

She, unaware of his thoughts, kept pumping her slit up and down around his cock. "This is exactly what I've been needing for over an hour," she thought. She had hid in one of the stalls, with her feet up, when Tommy had come in looking. He had just glanced under the stalls so he hadn't seen her. She had also held her breath, thankful that he hadn't stayed any longer than he had. She had ran from the other room because she knew that eventually she would have fucked them all. One at a time then all three at once. She had been able to resist barely, because it would be wrong. The fact of how angry and hurt Jon would be gave her strength, but she was so afraid that her extreme horniness would make her forget him and to take what was being offered to her. Each time she had almost given in, it had been harder to say no than the last time. Finally she had just screamed out her frustration and had taken off trying to get away from the sight of those cocks. Even now with Jon inside her she kept fighting the images in her mind of those wonderful looking rods of man flesh. She still felt like she needed them all, in every hole and one to take the place of who ever was in her pussy when he came. 

She was glad part of her mind was still functioning. It had tried to warn her that Tommy's voice wasn't Jon's and it had finally gotten through her confusion by reminding her that Jon never called her 'Brittany Dear'. It was 'Brittany honey'.

"God, what is wrong with me? Why do I keep thinking those thoughts? Especially with Jon doing what he was can to satisfy me?" She had never wanted a three-way before, but now it was almost like she couldn't live without one. 

She bounced even harder, yelling "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meeee!" as she neared another climax. She had three while frigging her clit and she had had one two strokes into this fuck, but she was almost there again. This one was going to be bigger than each of the previous ones. She bounced faster then started to caress her clit. First gently but within seconds she was rubbing it as hard as she could while at the same fucking Jon. 

Within seconds she let out a Groan-Yell as she climaxed. Jon moaned as her pussy clamped his hard shaft, unclamped then squeezed again even harder. He was beginning to near his orgasm and was amazed that she had cum twice already. The first one, very soon after she was seated on his lap, had been smaller but it definitely was an orgasm. 

She kept her up and down motions and a minute later he started to jam it upward deeper into her very wet and hungry pussy. She let out a pleasure-filled grunt as he did. His motions were frantic now as he shoved upward with his hips harder and deeper. She was in heaven, loving the way he was getting deeper into her uber excited womanhood. 

He was groaning big time now and a few seconds later, let out a small howl as he shoved it in the deepest so far and came. He spouted, pulled down then shoved it upward again letting out a second howl as he spouted again. Five more spouts and he was done. He sighed with relief but she wasn't done. Brittany grabbed his hand, pulled it around to her lap, placing it on her clit. He got the hint and started rubbing two fingers in a circle. It was a little difficult since he couldn't see, but he knew her body well enough to hit just the right spot. Two minutes later she let out a small screech as she came once more. 

She sat there panting, silently hoping that he would get hard again for another fuck but he said; "Now we need to get you to a hospital."

She nodded knowing, by his tone, that he would not let her win this one. And she probably should go to a hospital, something was wrong with her. If only she didn't need something up her pussy to satisfy her huge itch. 

Brittany stood then pulled her skirt down. She started to walk toward the door, but Jon went over to the wall and picked up her panties. As he picked them up he noticed they were soaked. By the smell it was with her juices. He quickly looked them over as he took them to his wife. There was no white stuff anywhere on them, but as he silently sighed he knew that didn't prove anything either way. He cursed under his breath not liking where his thoughts kept ending up. Brittany had proven she would say no to any other guy after all, but then again he had never seen her like this. Hopefully it was all because of what Tommy had given her.

He tossed the soaked panties to Brittany who quickly slipped them on, and then he hurried through the door and down the hallway. He half expected to see someone in the club as they went through the swinging doors but it was empty. As they threaded their way through the tables and chairs Jon paused by the camera long enough to take out the video tape that was in it. He was surprised that the camera was still there and he was surprised that it was an older video recorder. "Maybe that was all Tommy had," he thought.

They hurried out to his car, quickly got in and drove away. 

Soon after they hit the road Brittany said, "Hurry up, I need it again."

He turned to her in surprise and asked, "So soon after that fuck?"

"That only helped as long as you were inside me. I need more relief now...I'm dripping on your car seat." she said the last half apologetically.

He shook his head in amazement but pressed his foot harder on the accelerator.

As they drove away another car pulled out from the parking lot of the building. It was filled with three very disappointed young men. One was extremely disappointed. 

He thought, "God that was my fourth try and it failed too! What does it take to screw that bitch? I'm out time and money and I'm frustrated the most I have ever been that I haven't been able to feel my dick inside her cunt. There must be a way."

His thoughts were interrupted as Edgar said, "Hey you promised us a foursome tonight. She obviously didn't want it as you promised but some girl you know must."

The other guy agreed stating his frustration.

Tommy said, "You will get sex tonight!" 

He took a breath to calm himself, but he had to fulfill his promise to these two to keep them doing what he wanted.

"I know some other girls who like more than one guy at once. Maybe Wu."

"Hey how about your sister... she is very good looking." the smaller guy said.

"Not a bad idea," Tommy thought, "it would serve her right since she let Jon get away. I know she has done foursomes before, in fact she had one the night I tested my concoction on her. That was one thing I didn't lie to Brittany about; sex did make Susan feel better when she had the same thing wrong with her. I gave a lot more to Brittany than I gave Susan so it should have worked even better on her but still nothing. I almost had her again."

He clenched his fist and was glad the others could not see his face as he drove the car. He didn't even have the video of her dancing. "Jon must have taken it- that bastard. Serves him right to lose his wife after I get done with her. This next time I'm pulling out all the stops, she won't be able to resist me and I will teach her to like it from me. In her cunt, mouth and her asshole and she will like it my rough way. I hadn't wanted to do it that way but it looks like she left me no choice."

His grimace of rage turned to one of unholy glee as he drove on to his sister's place.

Soon after Brittany and Jon pulled into the emergency parking lot of a hospital. He got her out and then went in. He told the nurse at the reception desk that Brittany had been given some type of Mickey. The nurse asked some questions about how it was affecting her. She typed, filling out an electronic form as he spoke. When she was done she told them to have a seat and a doctor would be with them soon. Jon thanked her but added a "hope it wouldn't take too long."

They sat and waited; Brittany kept squirming trying to relieve the itch in her pussy without being too obvious to the others in the waiting room. Jon felt like pacing wondering just how long it would take. There didn't seem to be too many people waiting, and he knew they took the people who came in order of need. Some didn't look as bad as Brittany was, so he hoped it would be soon for her. He wanted to tell his wife to stop fidgeting, but knew it probably wouldn't do any good and he thought he could imagine what she was feeling; in reality he wasn't even close. He did suggest that she think of other things.

Brittany tried to do that. She thought of her mother Jennifer, and some of the difficulties they had while Brittany was growing up without a father. It had been very hard at times. They never were very poor even though they had to get food stamps at times, but they never had much either. When she was older her sister Ashley had gotten a job giving half the money to their mother, which helped. Brittany had followed her sister's example when she was old enough to find a job. Relatives had made sure they always had something good for Christmas and Birthdays, even though the gifts her mother gave them were always special. She and her sister had been able to get scholarships to go to college and those same relatives helped them some with what the scholarships didn't cover. They both still had to have jobs but they were able to make it.

Those thoughts of her mother eventually led to her mother finding Fred and marrying him. That thought led to Brittany's own wedding. It had been wonderful except for what Tommy tried to pull, but that hadn't been bad enough to ruin any part of the wedding or reception. 

That train of thought turned out to be a mistake, since it led to their wedding night and the excitement of her first fuck. That reminded her how horny she was and made her feel more like going home to fuck. She was tempted to throw Jon down on the floor, rip off his clothes and fuck him hard and long right there. She giggled at the thought of her doing that and that Jon would probably say that was his line not hers. She sighed again, trying to get her thoughts back on something not sexual. 

As she sat, her mind wandered to something that had happened not that long ago. It was after their one year anniversary and after she had put on that role playing game with Jon. Hmmm, one of those games wouldn't be bad now but this time she would be a full fledged slut or whore even. But back to what happened that Saturday morning. She had been doing some early morning cleaning and Jon had been doing something in the bedroom. He had called her to the room saying he had a surprise for her. He said it was a very nice surprise and asked if she would get naked. She wanted a break from cleaning and if it was one of those surprises it would be fun. She had thought that Jon probably wanted to surprise her with something since she had surprised him by playing that high school student. 




Brittany & Jon: Thrice Tempted Ch. 01



She had gotten a surprise all right, when she ended up spread eagle on the bed with her arms and legs handcuffed to the sides of the bed. It was a little uncomfortable but not extremely so. She wondered if Jon had found another video that had been fixed, but she didn't complain because she wanted to show him that she still trusted him. 

Next Jon put a blindfold over her eyes then had said, "I'll be gone for a minute, don't worry if you don't hear anything."

She wondered about that but had waited patiently. She wasn't sure how long it was but it was way more than a minute. "More like over five, maybe over ten minutes" she thought. But as Brittany was about to say something; she thought she felt something very light on her pussy. It could have been her imagination playing tricks on her, but then she felt it again after a minute or two. Then again a few seconds later. It wasn't her imagination something was touching her. What it was she couldn't tell but it kept going up and down her labia. It was very soft and light. A piece of paper, a cotton cloth, she wasn't sure but the number of times it touched her kept increasing. Now it was pressing harder than at first but still very light. At one point, it brushed against her leg and she realized it was a feather. A very long one it felt like against her inner thigh. For what seemed like a very long time the tip brushed her pussy. It hadn't done much to her at first but now it was producing a growing thrill. A very slow building thrill. She tried to arch her hips to get more of it to increase the too slow feelings. It was in continual motion up and down but suddenly the feeling disappeared. She was left panting, wanting more. But there was nothing for another period of time. She tried wiggling her hips but that didn't produce the desired effect. Soon though she felt another very light touch, on her clit this time. At first she thought it was the feather again but this was harder and wet. After two more light touches she realized it was a tongue. Jon was licking her clit with very short flicks of his tongue. Brittany wondered how he was doing it for she felt no weight on the bed. He had to be leaning over it without touching the mattress. At least she hoped it was Jon, but that thought caused her to wonder if it was some other guy. She quickly put that thought aside, Jon wouldn't do that. Then the small licks made her wonder for a second if it was a small dog being held to her slit, but no way would Jon do that. She would kill him! He knew better than to cross her like that!

The soft, fast touches of his tongue continued as her euphoria built again. It had died down a lot during the time after the feather was stopped. Now it was almost to the point it had been. The harder licks made the thrills stronger, and soon she was groaning continually. She even bucked her hips to get him to press against her clit but he kept up the same rhythm. Finally she was on the brink but he stopped again.

"No Jon please," she begged as she bucked her hips, trying to get the release she needed. Still nothing, there weren't even any sounds except for the mattress creaking as she bucked. She realized that she couldn't hear him breathing, so she had no idea if he was still in the room or what. Did he go get something else to tease her with? She didn't know but after her thrills died down significantly again, she felt the feather. 

She gasped as she felt it brush her pussy. He did it again and she couldn't help it as her back arched and she let out a soft scream of pleasure. She couldn't believe that light touch had created those feelings. 

"Jon, please no more I can't stand it."

Again the feather was removed but it was almost immediately replaced, when she felt his tongue on her clit again. She arched her back again, this time she was able to smash her clit into his face. She could feel his upper lip. He grabbed hold of the whole clit with his mouth and sucked hard.

She screamed in pleasure. Again he stopped and again the feather was back.

After two strokes up and down she said panting in-between words, "Please... I... need release..." 

A pause then, "AGGGUUAANNN...OOOHhhAhggggga, Please-noggggaAGGGAAA"

The start and stop routine was feeling like torture. It felt like pain it was so intense. 

He sucked again but as she was about to go over the edge, he stopped and did the feather again.

"Goddd-Oh GoDDDD, PLEASE- AGGGGANNNNNA"

She felt something new; something was worming its way through her butt crack. She realized it was a finger headed toward her butthole. She panted, waiting for it to make contact. When it did she sighed-moaned. It felt around, found the small brown sphincter then slowly pressed in. She went "uh" as it penetrated her other hole then moaned big time as it went deeper. At the same moment she felt that it was all the way in, she felt his mouth enclose her clit. Neither the mouth nor the finger did anything for a moment or two, and then he withdrew the finger until just the tip was still in her. Jon then shoved it back in as he sucked hard on her clit.

"EEEIIIGGAAANNNAAA" she screamed as she went over the edge. She bucked and her head went back as her back arched. 

"EEEGGGGGAAANOOAOooooo" she said again as the pleasure center of her brain went nova. She kept trying to buck against him as her back continued to arch. She let out another shorter, softer scream as the very intense feelings started to die down. Finally she dropped back to the bed but he sucked for a few more seconds. 

She lay there panting, thinking that she had never felt anything quite like that. After a short rest it started all over again. 

As before the feather was first, followed by light tongue flicks then the feather a little harder and finally soft sucking. It didn't take as long for the sensations to build since her body was still keyed up. Within a couple of short minutes she was again begging Jon for release. Again he teased her, letting her thrills slip back before he went on to the next step. This time the teasing didn't go on as long though, for in less than half the time she was screaming through another long orgasm. 

This time as she lay panting she felt something different. Somebody was climbing on the bed. Soon that someone was on top of her and she felt a very hard cock quickly pressing into her very wet pussy. For a second as it entered her she wondered if it did belong to someone else, for it seemed longer and harder than Jon's. She almost panicked, but then a body lay on top of her and she knew it was Jon. From the feel of his body against hers and from the heavy breathing, she could tell it was her husband. 

After what he had seen and heard of her groaning no wonder it was harder than normal. She had seen his cock get bigger at times when he was extremely excited. It had also been smaller at times. Probably only half an inch larger or smaller, but enough to be noticeable. 

He bottomed out very quickly then pulled out and back in all the way in a flash. She was still so turned on that even after the two extreme orgasms; she would have had her arms and legs around him egging Jon on. If she could move that is. Now she had to settle for him doing all the work. Most of it that was, she could still thrust upward meeting his downward strokes. 

Three strokes and she was groaning loudly. He mashed his mouth against hers and she continued to moan into his mouth. His thrusts were hard and deep but she didn't care as his thrusts carried her away to another climax. All too soon his groans were getting intense and his thrusts desperate. He lifted his head back and screamed as he fucked in very hard. Even with all the wetness in it already she felt a new wetness blast into her pussy. That feeling combined with the knowledge of what it was set her off again. She bucked and screamed through a third wonderful orgasm. He finally collapsed on top of her, breathing hard. After a minute he leveled himself up, got off the bed and undid her handcuffs before collapsing next to her again.

Brittany took off the cover over her eyes and looked at Jon.

"Wow that was some surprise. I liked it a lot better than the...um... the other time you handcuffed me. But I don't think I would be able to take that very often."

He nodded and they kissed some before they were able to get up, get dressed and got back to cleaning.

In the waiting room Brittany squirmed, trying to bring relief to an area she couldn't touch in public. That memory had only made things worse but she knew why she kept thinking about sexual things. She gritted her teeth at not being able to scratch where it really itched. Part of her was tempted not to care that others were around, she needed release again. A few seconds later a nurse called her. Just her, Jon had to wait as she was examined. 

Jon felt like pacing while he waited but didn't want to act like a movie cliché in front of the others that were waiting. He tried looking through various magazines to distract him but that didn't really work. Finally a doctor came out asking him to go to an office to talk. Brittany was getting dressed. The Doctor explained that Brittany had been given a high dose of a drug cocktail, a combination of various drugs designed to arouse her and make her resistance low he thought. Jon asked if it was a date rape drug.

"No," was the response, "or I should say that it wasn't totally any of those drugs. There may have been some mixed in. I could give her something that would partially counteract it but I don't want to give her anything more if I don't have to. Her blood pressure was up but not dangerously so, for someone her age. Her other vitals signs are within acceptable levels. I didn't know exactly what was given to her; I don't want to give her anything that might react with what is already in her system. Her blood and other fluids are being checked right now and if there is anything that needs to be contracted we will call you."

Before Jon left the doctor gave him three Viagra saying the best thing was to give her plenty of water to drink, and enjoy the next day or two. He probably would need the pills before it was all out of her system.

The doctor added that he had taken a swab of her vaginal fluids and noticed that there was evidence of her already having some relief.

It took Jon only a second to figure out what the doctor meant blushed and said "Ur, that was me. She refused to come to the ER unless I did something... to give her some relief."

The doctor nodded saying, "She is highly aroused. While I took the swap I heard her make a small noise. When I looked at her she was gritting her teeth evidently even that little pressure I was using was enough to make her feel pleasure."

The doctor closed by reminding Jon to give her water, to just relax and enjoy the next few hours.

Jon left the office finding Brittany in the waiting room. They left after giving their insurance card to the reception nurse. In the car on the way home she tried thinking of something sad again thinking of the first time Jon had been gone a month. She had been so lonely and as the time crawled by and so horny. She thought about kissing the guy who had come over. She still couldn't believe she had done that. She had been the horniest she had ever been, up to that point, but still why had she forgotten she was married for a moment? 

Brittany shook her head at that thought but remembered something else she had done during that time. She had masturbated. She had a couple of times before when she was still single but always with her fingers. This time she had used a vibrator. She hadn't told Jon she had kept the one given to her at her bachelorette party. As she had lain in her lonely bed one night she had suddenly remembered it. She quickly got up and rummaged around in a box on the floor of their closet. She had to go through two boxes before finding it in the third one. She had dumped it in the bottom and covered it with papers and books left over from college. It was still there in the package it had come in. She quickly ripped it out, and then had to find the right type of batteries for it. Finally she had it buzzing. She laid back down and quickly pushed down her sleeping shorts. Before she used it though, she looked it over. It was a simple shape, almost like a thick pencil but with a curving top half that ended with a point. It looked almost like a hook and it was designed to get to her G-spot or that is what the box said anyway. The top half was transparent and it had three circles of lights inside the device. Each circle was a different color and they were supposed to flash, something like strobe lights. The lights had added to the humor of the gift but at the moment she didn't care. She could also see a short metal bullet shape at the point where the vibrator started to bend. Brittany assumed that was what vibrated. 

As she looked it over thinking about where she was planning on placing it, Brittany thought back to the first time she had masturbated. She had been horny and had been hearing for some time that one could satisfy that urge themselves. So she finally decided to give it a try. She touched her clit getting a feel for it. It felt different than any other part of her body. She could feel her fingers caressing it but it felt strange. Brittany jumped as she pressed two fingers against it harder. That had felt good. She rubbed the fingers against that spot again, harder and longer. She almost let out a groan. That did feel goood. After a minute of playing with her clit she moved her hand further down, tracing the lips of her pussy. That kinda felt good too. She stuck two fingers in up to the first knuckle. She didn't want to fuck herself with her fingers but she did want to feel herself. It felt wet inside and she knew enough to realize that was her own lubrication. After a few seconds of feeling her pussy, she withdrew her fingers and bought them to her nose. She sniffed and sure enough she smelled something. She wasn't sure if she liked the smell or not but she realized that she had smelled it before. At times she had gotten traces of that smell when she had been very excited. 

She thought about tasting it but decided she didn't want to taste that part of her body. Instead she placed those two fingers on her clit again. Her lubrication made her fingers slippery and intensified the feelings she thought. She had gone on to have a nice orgasm. 

Then she had been careful and unsure of herself, feeling that part of her body for the first time, sexually that is. Now she was a bit more self assured as she twisted the bottom of the vibrator. It buzzed satisfactorily. She decided to try it against her clit first. That way her body would have time to produce her lubrication before she fucked herself with it. 

Brittany placed the tip against her pleasure button and jumped as the vibrations immediately sent thrills through her. That was good, even better than her fingers. Maybe better than Jon's fingers. She pressed harder and was rewarded with more good feelings. "God, that was so good", she thought and it was what she needed. If she had done this last night she wouldn't have been horny enough to kiss Tony.

She ran the length of the vibrator across her special spot getting into the thrills it was producing in her. She found that certain sections of the device vibrated harder. It all felt so good, but those sections were more intense. Brittany continued to it run back and forth across her clit. She was definitely approaching an orgasm. She could feel the delicious build up of euphoria. It was already better than a climax using her fingers. 

She moaned out loud, "Graa, oh Yes Oh-God, Gaaaa."

She thought about how each of the guys that had been here, especially Tony would love to see her do this to herself but only Jon would ever be able to. And probably not even him, she was too embarrassed to do it if front of even Jon. 

"Haaaaaa OOOOOO God," she exclaimed as her thrill level jumped without warning.

She debated for a few seconds then removed it from her clit. She had a better place to put it or to insert it that is. She moved her hand downward dragging the tip across her hot flesh. As soon as it hit the tip of her slit she knew it. Brittany let it stay there enjoying the feelings the vibrations were creating throughout her pussy. It was different from her fingers and Jon's. Different from what his mouth did to her. In some ways more intense. 

She let it slip downward and partially sink into her eager slit. "God, I never thought I would be so desirous of artificial pleasure like this but this was GOOD." 

She rubbed the tip up and down the entire length of her pussy's lips. She was enjoying finding out what a vibrator could do for a woman. It felt great. The thrills were getting stronger and stronger. She liked the build up almost as much as the finale. Jon, when he was home, seemed to know just how to make her euphoria build and build. 

This was different than Jon probably because she was doing it to herself, and the fact that there was no other body to feel next to hers but she loved it anyway. 

"Uggggnnnnaaaa" burst out of her mouth at one point as the feelings increased suddenly again. 

She decided it was time for the next step. She placed the tip at the entrance of her pussy then slowly began to push it in. She could feel it separate her most intimate lips. She shoved it in deeper, groaning louder with each inch in went in. "God that felt so good," she thought. It surprised her. 

She decided it felt strange doing that to herself. Good, but so different. She could feel her hand pushing it in deeper and she could also feel the results. When she did anything to Jon she could feel her hand move, but had to depend on the noises he made or the look on his face to know that what she was doing was producing thrills. Here she could feel firsthand the thrills her hand were producing. 

She gasped in joy and stopped the insertion when the device was halfway in. She let it vibrate enjoying the sensations. She pulled it out, and then inserted it again up to the halfway point. She did it a third time. It felt neat having the smaller tip first separate her pussy then the larger section push her lips apart more. 

Finally she pushed it in further; she rotated it since the hook was not against the correct wall. Ohhh- uaaahhhnnaa. That felt so good, sliding the tip across the inside of her pussy. When she had it against the right wall she slid it deeper, very slowly. She could feel it approaching her G-spot and when it touched that special inside spot she let out a low level scream of ecstasy. 

That felt good- very good. 

"No wonder women love these things," she thought. She was panting now as her euphoria grew and grew. "I am definitely going to do this again," she said to herself as she let out constant pleasure groans.

Brittany twisted the hook slightly back and forth over her G-spot. It felt so good she could barely hold the vibrator. She found she had to keep concentrating on moving it back and forth, since she would get so caught up in the thrills she forgot.

After what seemed like a very long time-long, but enjoyable time-she felt she was about to crest. She was shoving the vibrator in and out now and it felt very much like Jon fucking her. The size was different, it was over an inch longer, and Jon didn't have a hook on the end of his cock but the pressure it was creating against the walls of her joy tunnel as well as the friction along her inner walls was the same. 

Seconds after these thoughts she was very close. Brittany dramatically increased the speed of her thrusts going almost as fast as her arm could move. Her head was back against the mattress and her middle was arched. She couldn't move the thing as she wanted to, but the vibrations was taking care of her need. A second later she let out a low, primal, and very feminine scream as she went over the edge. She let out another scream as her orgasm continued. Finally, she was able to relax and to take the vibrator out of her now dripping pussy. That first experience with one had been very satisfactory. 




Brittany & Jon: Thrice Tempted Ch. 02



On the way home Jon told Brittany what he had been doing and how he had found her. She didn't listen to all of it because her itching arousal was driving her crazy. She kept fantasizing about what she was going to do, once they got alone and she didn't have to worry about distracting him.

Jon and Brittany finally made it home, almost as soon as they closed the door she was all over Jon, kissing him and rubbing the front of his pants. She had been barely under control on the trip home, she had been rubbing her clit as much as possible but it didn't help much. Now she wasn't going to wait any longer. She needed relief and only Jon could give it to her. 

She stopped just long enough to hurriedly take off her clothes, almost ripping the buttons off in the process. 

When she was standing there in all her glory she said, "What is taking you so long? I have been waiting all night and I'm not going to any more. Fuck me now!"

She reached for his zipper. He stepped back and pulled down his zipper himself. Brittany reached into his pants pulling his cock out. Brittany looked at it with a hungry, appreciative expression then placed her mouth over it. She sucked, and his body jerked as the sudden pleasure hit him. In no time, he was three fourths hard. She stopped and scooted backwards then she fell backwards, landing on her back she just spread her legs. 

"I think you're hard enough to get inside me. Do it!" She said in a half commanding, half pleading voice.

He looked at her, as she lay back with her legs open. It was an erotic sight, one that always turned him on. Tonight he was feeling like they needed to talk about what happened at the club, but at the same time he was aroused so he hurriedly took off his pants. However he didn't bother with his shirt as he knelt down between her legs.

"I'm more than ready you don't have to do anything."

"I know," was all he said as he leaned forward, getting on top of her. He was completely hard by then so he just found her slit and jammed it in completely in one fast shove. 

Brittany screamed as her body jerked, acting like she had just been pole axed. Immediately though, she arched her butt upward against him. He pulled out all the way, and then shoved it back in. She was very wet he noticed, making it almost too easy to thrust into her. He quickly pulled out and shoved it in again. She was making noises of relief and telling him to do it again, which he did. He kept up the pounding, fucking as hard as he was able to with his knees on the floor. He was afraid of rug burns on his body and hers, so he didn't go as hard as if they were on the bed. She wasn't thinking of rug burns so at one point she reached around him, grabbing his buttocks to pull him in even further. 

She hadn't done that before even though there had been times she had wanted it hard and fast. He just went along with the ride even though he was doing most of the work. He leaned upward, pushing with his hands on either side of her. He was able to push in further and harder that way. She let out noises showing her appreciation. 

At one point Jon looked at her, for she was making noises he had never heard. A kinda of meowing along with HHHnnnnnaaaOHHHHH groans. All too soon for her, he felt his climax rising and he tried to slow down but she bucked against him telling him to go faster. He shrugged his shoulders and went faster again. 

He had already been amazed that she had climaxed within a minute of his entering her and she had two more since, but this one that seemed to be building was going to be even larger. He increased his speed even more as his thrills showed her that he was getting very close. He gritted his teeth in ecstasy and rammed it in harder as he reached the point of no return. His motions were frantic as he thrust in faster and faster. Then he went over the edge with an HNnnnaaaa.

She cried out "keep going".

He did until she cried out with an NNNGgaaaannaa. He relaxed on top of her, breathing hard for a few seconds then slid off of her and sat up. Within seconds Brittany was on him again, sucking his wet and softening cock. This time not caring that her juices were coating him. She sucked until he was hard again, and then pushed him backward on the floor. Even before he was down all the way she was straddling him, positioning herself so she could impale her pussy on his hard shaft. She debated for one second whether she should go down slowly, enjoying his hardness going in or do it all at once. She decided she needed it all at once so she dropped herself on him. He went Gahhhanna, as he felt her warm wet love tunnel enclose his excited shaft. Then went "oomph" as she landed a little hard. A second later she raised her body and let it drop again enjoying what the friction was doing to the inside of her slit. She continued that motion, sighing in pleasure and relief as she fucked him.

She continued her movements up and down, letting herself have climax after climax as her inner itch was satisfied. Finally he started jamming it upward, meeting her down thrusts as his climax started building. She screamed her approval with "GgggaaaaannAAAAa, More!"

She had never wanted him in so deep before, but she needed it right now. She humped until he jammed it upwards harder and started squirting. He let out a Gnnnaaa as the first blob blasted out, a softer Gnnnnhhhaa as a second blob shot out. A third almost silent moan accompanied the third blob. He kept thrusting until he finished ejaculating, then after two more jabs, he stopped and rested. Brittany kept bouncing for another few seconds before she too rested.

They each breathed hard for a few seconds then she said, "Thank you that helped" and kissed him. 

He kissed back before she got up. He sat there for a few seconds wondering what was going to happen next. She probably wasn't finished, but he still wanted to talk more about what she did and more importantly what she hadn't done earlier.

He was right, she wasn't anywhere near finished and less than five minutes later after some cuddling which included light caresses on her boobs and between her legs, she got up on her hands and knees. 

"I need it again honey, but I want it in my other hole this time."

His eyebrows rose since he hadn't thought that her anus would be affected by the stuff she had drunk. He didn't mind though, because he liked fucking her there too and it had been a while. He looked at her in that position watching some of his sperm leak out of her slit. He wondered if she had faced away from him on purpose, so he could see her and get excited. Whether she did it on purpose or not, he was being aroused by the sight. With her sexy butt crack wide open, he could easily see her small brown opening along with her wonderfully arousing pussy underneath. That was a very sexy sight anytime, but right now with two loads of his cum starting to drip out it was even more arousing. He felt his shaft start to get hard again, even after two orgasms. He spared one second to think about the fact that she usually didn't like making a mess like that on the carpet. 

He stood up and started for the bedroom.

"Where you going?"

"To get some lube." he said in a voice that made it sound like he thought that was obvious.

She said, "No, I can't wait and I don't need it... Do it now please."

His eyebrows rose again, for she always wanted lube and lots of it. But he just shrugged and got right on his knees behind her. He looked at her butthole then looked down as a large dribble of his sperm dripped out. He watched it fall to the floor and splatter into the carpet. 

"Please I need it now!" she said in that half command, half pleading voice.

"Sorry I just was admiring the view."

He walked on his knees closer, until his cockhead touched one butt cheek. He then grabbed hold of his cock and positioned it right at that tight entrance. A second later he used his hand to push it forward, leaning a little as he did. He watched it push against her anus. But it didn't go in. Jon pushed his hips forward more grimacing at the extra effort it took to finally pop it through her sphincter. She made a pained noise but thrust backwards, forcing more inside. He could feel the head go into her rectum, sliding in an inch or two from the sudden release. Jon decided it would be better to allow her to control how fast it went in.

Brittany gritted her teeth pushing backwards again. She could feel his hard shaft filling her rectum. It hurt, as had his entrance but at the same time it felt so good. She wished that Jon could do her clit at the same time. 

She grunted sounding almost like she was having a BM. Jon thought of it as one in reverse as he moaned in pleasure feeling her soft tight butt covering his cock. It felt good even though the only lube they had was made up of their juices. 

She pushed again, forcing her rectum to take more of his hardness. "God, I wanted this so bad" Brittany thought; as she pushed backward again this time not stopping until she felt his pelvis against her butt.

"Boy I knew that combination of drugs I gave her would make her want that too." Tommy thought as he spied on them.

He had made sure the two guys had been taken care of, with his sister. He didn't stay long though because he wasn't in the mood. He didn't care if the others had an all night long fuck session, he left and came here. He had decided to drive around but after a few minutes he made the decision to come here to see what Brittany and Jon were doing. He got here a couple of minutes before they drove up. He wondered where they had been, but forgot about that as Brittany attacked Jon. For a few seconds he daydreamed about her doing that to him but then he settled down to watch. 

Now as he watched her take it up the ass with no lube, he was happy he had brought along the opera glasses he had found some where. Through them he had a much better look at Jon's dick actually going in. "Damn that was so exciting" he thought he would miss spying on them, when he got through with her. Of course actually doing it himself would be a whole lot better, and he would still be able to watch someone else do her. Jon would positively divorce Brittany when Tommy got done with her, therefore he would be able to get not only the thrill of doing her in every hole but also get some of his money back too. 

He smiled as Jon increased the speed of his thrusts. "He must really love the tightness of Brittany's ass since he had cum twice already." He watched Jon hump his dick into Brittany's asshole. He moved his head slightly so he would not be watching Jon's butt as much. That wasn't what he was interested in watching. He wanted to see her butt as he thought about actually getting that beautiful, wonderful ass. 

His plan would work this time because it wouldn't be up to Brittany to decide who she would fuck. He didn't know how she was able to resist Steve and he could not figure out how the plan tonight didn't work but this new plan would work. 

As he watched through the small binoculars, he was glad he put them in his car and as he pulled out his dick he was even more glad he had placed a rag in the car. That sight was so exciting he had to wank himself. He grabbed his hard shaft and started sliding his fist up and down as Jon pushed his hips forward driving his steel hard shaft into Brittany's rectum. 

Tommy had already watched them fuck twice, and was surprised he had been able to hold off doing himself for as long as he had. He had seen her cunt envelope his dick as she had sat on his lap. That had been the clearest shot he had ever had of them, again thanks to his opera glasses. He had been afraid that she might see him since she was facing the window but she was too involved with satisfying her urge, and he was down in the shadows so it would hard to see him anyway. When she had gotten on all fours he had known what they were going to do next. He had seen with Susan that the stuff made her so hot, that she wanted her ass fucked too. She had begged all three guys to fill every hole. She had demanded a dick in her mouth to taste as well as one in her cunt and one in her asshole. All at the same time. So he knew Brittany would be burning up in her ass as well as her cunt. 

He giggled as he thought about how he had told her the stuff would fire her up. Of course she hadn't realized exactly how he had meant that but she knew now. He had been very glad that she had faced away from the window as she got on her hands and knees so he could actually see her ass being filled.

Brittany turned her head toward Jon and said something and even though Tommy couldn't hear what, he knew she was telling him to go faster. He could read the word 'fuck.' It was exciting to see that pretty face say that word in the heat of a fuck. He couldn't wait till he could hear it as well as experience it.

He watched the rod of flesh disappear into that small brown opening then reappear. He couldn't believe how exciting that was. His hand increased its speed also. He was having problems keeping his groans down. After a few minutes at the same speed Jon's movements got more frantic. Tommy could hear a little of Jon's and Brittany's groans as close as he was to the window. Her moans increased his own thrills even higher. He was glad theirs were increasing in volume, because it would make it harder to hear his. 

When Brittany climaxed, he saw as she lifted her head letting out a small scream he could easily hear. Maybe a minute later, he let out a stifled groan as his sperm began to pump out of the end of his dick. When he was done he let out a sigh. That had been a good one as turned on as he was. But he didn't stop; he continued pumping his fist up and down his rod of flesh as Jon humped fanatically.

At about the same moment Jon let out a Ggggahhhnna while jamming it in hard, Tommy let out a "Damn!" as he realized something. In his desire to watch them, he had forgotten to get the rag ready and he had just made a mess that would be seen when the sun rose the next day. He quickly grabbed the rag off the patio floor and set about cleaning up his cum. He couldn't see very well in the shadows, but he knew how the patio looked and he knew where he had been aiming as he shot his load. After a few seconds of scrubbing on the base of the window and the floor, he thought he had gotten it all. He could tell he got a bunch of it but he couldn't be sure if it was all gone. He would have to settle for it though. He looked in the window again to find they were both standing, talking he thought. 

Brittany was standing facing the window with her legs slightly spread. With his binoculars Tommy zeroed in on the spot where her legs connected, sure enough he could see some of her cunt. He loved that cunt, even if he only touched it once. Tommy looked and saw something thick and white drip out. It was easy to figure out what that was. He smiled at the erotic thrill that sight gave him.

A second later though, he frowned as he heard voices headed his way. He huddled closer to the window and more into the shadow, hoping they were not friends of Brittany and Jon coming to visit. The voices continued going past the stairs. "Good," he said to himself but before he could move back to his position there were more voices and more voices. He wondered, "What was going on, some school or party get out?" 

He took a second to look into the apartment and saw that they had gone into their bedroom. Tommy frowned for even with the door open it would be harder to see what was happening. He took a glance through the glasses, and saw her sucking on Jon and even playing with his anus probably trying to get him hard again. He watched for a few seconds but more voices close by made him decide he better leave before someone saw him. He waited 'till he heard no more footsteps or voices, backed up a bit, stood up, and walked down the stairs very carefully but as casually as he could. If anyone saw him they would think he was okay. As he walked to his car, he was more determined to carry out his final plan even though he hadn't wanted to do it at first. It would be his final try for there would be no way she would be able to avoid it.

Inside the apartment Brittany succeed in getting Jon hard and they fucked again. Afterwards he rested, taking a short nap. She tried to sleep, but she was still too horny. All that sex had helped but she still had that itching, tingly sensation inside her pussy. She knew that Jon needed some rest so his body could recover, but she still caressed her clit to help calm herself. 

After he awoke and had a cereal bar, he gave her a glass of water to drink, and they fucked again and then some more. They did anal again; after he cleaned himself up they fucked again. He was lasting and lasting but it still wasn't long enough. He ended up falling asleep again and when he awoke, he said he wanted to take a shower and get a bite to eat. He did just that. When he was done with the shower he went straight to the kitchen. As he walked out of the room he thought he heard a buzzing like a shaver but one on very low power, "must be coming from next door" he thought. In the kitchen he had a sandwich, an apple and some milk. "Not a full meal like I want, it's been awhile since we have eaten, but it would help a lot" he thought. 

When he went back into the bedroom he was shocked by what he saw. Brittany was fucking herself with something. As he walked closer he saw it was a vibrator, one with colored lights around the middle. There was also a slight, very slight, buzzing sound. "So that is where the noise had been coming from." He hadn't noticed. He stared at her not only because she had never done that before, but he hadn't known she even had a vibrator. He stood there silent until she gasped, went Ghhanna and bucked against the vibrator. 

When she came down from her sexual high point he pointedly asked, "You couldn't wait?"

She looked at him with puzzlement either like she couldn't understand what he was saying or she was surprised to see him. After a few seconds she said, "I'm sorry. I couldn't wait. While you were sleeping this second time I remembered my, um, vibrator and I decided I could use it while you were resting... I'm sorry. I thought you needed some extra help."

He had a look on his face she couldn't interpret, but he just nodded and got down on the bed. He started sucking on her nipples and went on to lick her pussy to another climax before fucking her. They rested and he got up to use the bathroom, she did the same after he was done. He could hear her sighing as she peed, and he wondered about how even while peeing she seemed to be getting a sexual charge. He was in the kitchen getting more water when she came out. She lay back down on the bed but then she noticed that the vibrator was gone. She looked around, on the floor and under the blankets but after she couldn't find it she wondered if he had hid it.

She closed her eyes to rest a bit while waiting for him. She opened them as he got on the bed. They fucked again and again. In-between the second and third time she saw the vibrator on the dresser, "oh" she thought, "he had just moved it." 

And after another rest he took her anally again. Still without lube. This time however he had grabbed the vibrator and surprised her by placing the tip at the entrance of her joy tunnel as he rested once he was all the way in her anus. He slowly slid the device into her as she made a small pleasure noise. Once it was in all the way he pulled it out halfway, then back inside her all the way. She humped against him showing her pleasure, as well as trying to get him to move his body also. He did slowly, fucking her with both his cock and the vibrator. Suddenly though, he surprised her again by turning on the vibrator while it was all the way in. She screamed as a sudden thrill hit her G-spot.




Brittany & Jon: Thrice Tempted Ch. 02



She managed to turn her head and ask, "That's full power, when did you change the batteries?"

"While you were in the bathroom. I took the vibrator into the kitchen with me; I thought we had some batteries for it. You like my surprise?"

She ground her body onto his shaft and managed to get out, "O God Yes!" before groans took over her mouth. 

It was difficult for him but he managed to fuck her pussy with the vibrator while fucking her butt with his shaft. She groaned big time enjoying the double sensations. It had been exactly what she been wanting since her experience in the Club. It wasn't as good as two live ones, or so she thought, but she wasn't going to complain. This was sooo Gooood.

She must have had half a dozen orgasms before he came in her rectum. This time she cleaned him up, sucking on him as she did. She wanted him in her mouth almost as much as in her pussy, so she took every opportunity to suck him. She even sucked him to a climax once. He didn't have enough sperm to fill her mouth by that time but it still was wonderful.

They continued fucking with breaks for rest and eating and using the bathroom. He still was giving her water to drink. At one point, Jon shoved the vibrator up her butt just before shoving his cock up her pussy. She was on her stomach and he placed the vibrator at her butt hole then pushed it in without warning. Three fourths of the way in one shove. She let out a half pain half pleasure noise then sighed for even with the hooked tip and the pain that was wonderful. Her legs were hanging over the bed and while keeping the device in with one hand he positioned himself and shoved his cock into her pussy with one stroke. Brittany again screamed out her enjoyment of the sudden intrusion. She humped against both, enjoying the feeling of getting two itches taken care of at the same time. It felt like nothing she had ever experienced before, not even the slow play when he had handcuffed her to the bed and used a feather on her. Brittany had never thought about using the vibrator in her rectum, much less putting it in there before. She was glad Jon thought it up. It was a good way for her to get a double penetration without actually having sex with another person. She still wanted to do that and sometimes when she closed her eyes to rest, she saw those three cocks she had seen at the club, that big one would feel good right now but no way would she do it, even the way she was.

Jon concentrated on shoving in himself and the vibrator. He tried doing both at the same time, but then he alternated pulling out his shaft as he pushed in the vibrator. He was surprised that he could feel the device through the wall of flesh that separated her pussy from her rectum. He had heard one could feel what was in the other one but hadn't really believed it, until now. With this he could feel the vibrations and it felt good. Of course he had felt the vibrator while it was in her slit and he was in her butt hole but this was different somehow. 

As the time passed he was glad the doctor had given him the Viagra. As much sex as they had during the last two days, he would have given out a lot sooner. Even with the short naps and stopping to eat something, he still would have reached the point of not being able to get a rise out of his cock. Even now the last couple of climaxes had taken forever to reach the end point, and there had been only a tiny bit of cum when he did. He thought the stuff she had drunk was finally giving up its influence on her body and he was glad. He was tired and the sex was starting to reach the point of being a pain. She still needed a sex fix but their rest times were longer now. 

Jon took his second to the last Viagra and continued to fuck his wife. They rested and ate, then had sex some more. They both fell asleep for a few minutes but she woke him up by sucking on his soft and slimy cock. It was coated with both of their juices, but she obviously didn't care. He almost said, "what again?" but he ended up sucking her to a climax. Her pussy was slimy but he managed to lick and suck her clit anyway. He was hard enough to put it inside her when she climaxed. She changed her mind though and had him lay on his back. She straddled him and fucked him. It took a very long time, he thought about having her stop. She was doing all the work and was evidently still enjoying it but he was tired and her hopping up and down like that was almost an irritation. He went on though, letting her fuck him like that. There had been a couple of times during their normal love making sessions where they had stopped before his last climax. He seemed to reach a plateau and stayed there without getting close so they had stopped.

Finally he came. The end came suddenly once it started building. The extra thrill that signaled the end was approaching begun, then he was there letting out a soft yell of euphoria. It had been more powerful than he had expected. They rested some, with her kissing him, and thanking him tenderly. Soon after they slept and fucked twice more after waking two hours later. He had used his last pill and she seemed to be over it enough to relax and sleep. She ate something, had more water then set about getting ready to go the nearest law enforcement office to make out a complaint. She soon discovered something, however, that would delay her leaving.

Brittany hurried down to the laundry room. She was mostly recovered from the over dose of the 'cocktail' she had been given but she was still feeling some effects. The itching was gone, which she was very grateful for, but she still was horny. It was now at a controllable, almost normal stage but she still wanted to have sex. Her pussy was very tender and it looked like it had been beaten but she still felt aroused enough to want more fucking. Her anus felt sore but she wouldn't mind another butt fucking either. She shook her head in wonderment that she could still want more sex after the last two and a half days. Even after a showering a couple of times she still felt like she was leaking more of Jon's cum. He had filled all her holes so many times it amazed her that she wasn't leaking his stuff continuously. 

She did want to have sex but she also had to get the sheriff's office. They wanted to talk to her about Tommy giving her the stuff. She wanted to talk to them about that too. He had tried to get her to fuck three guys by feeding her an overdose of sex juice. Now that most of the effects were out of her system she could go down there without wanting to play with herself the whole time she was talking to whoever she would be talking to. Or even worse being distracted by wanting to have sex with the sheriff.  

She needed some clean clothes for that though, which was why she was doing laundry. She hurried in and picked a washer that was empty. There were only five in this room and three dryers so there had been times that she had to wait but only one was going now. 

A minute after she had the clothes in and started up the washer, someone came in. Brittany looked up in surprise to see Jonni. She had seen and talked to her before while doing clothes and liked the other woman. Jonni was somebody that didn't take guff from anyone and she looked very muscular. Something Brittany wouldn't mind being except that it would make her look more like a guy. Jonni didn't seem to mind though.

Jonni looked surprised, then smiled when she saw Brittany standing by the washer. Brittany perked up when she saw the smile. She liked the fact that someone she looked up to liked seeing her. They had some nice talks over the last few weeks. They had met in the laundry room, one day when they happened to be doing their clothes at the same time. Since then Brittany had seen her in there almost every week. They had some good talks, about their backgrounds, about clothing and hair styles etc... They talked about guys and how some guys would let you down. "Sisters" usually didn't. 

Once while they were chatting while waiting for their clothes to be done, Jonni had entertained her with some stories how she had gotten the better of guys. Once Jonni had been at a bar she liked to go to one night when some guy who was half blasted would not let a woman alone. He had arrived separately and at first they had talked at the bar. The guy however had drunk more and then gotten aggressive. Pawing the woman and trying to kiss her. At first the woman hadn't minded but he kept trying to squeeze her boobs and get a feel of her butt. Since they were seated that meant he had to reach around her and work his hand under her butt. She had slapped his hand away three times but he kept at it. Finally Jonni had enough and went over to them and asked the girl if she wanted some help with the jerk. She said she didn't want to be a bother, but Jonni said it wouldn't be. The guy turned to Jonni and started to say something about minding her own business or else when Jonni rabbit punched him. The guy had a very comical, shocked expression on his face and tried to react but Jonni punched him again which knocked the wind out of him. She then pulled him off the stool and to the back door where she threw him out. She came back to the woman and said "See no problem." Jonni had gone on to say that the two women had talked more then gone on to another bar for more talking and drinking. 

Jonni and Brittany talked some about various things.

At one point Jonni said, "You seem more tense than usual."

"I am. I've had little sleep the past couple of days and I....um,"

She didn't want to explain to the tough older woman what she had been doing nor what had caused her to act like she was in heat. 

After a pause she continued with, "I have someplace I need to be after I get done with the clothes. I'm only doing them now because I don't have anything clean to wear."

"What you got on looks nice....very nice."

Brittany glanced at her shorts and tank top. The shorts were light blue with orange squares, and very short. The top was Blue with orange rectangles. It was low cut and tight in all the right places. She couldn't remember where she had gotten it or why, but it was comfortable and she wore it around the house to relax or as now when she didn't have anything else to wear. Jon liked her in the outfit especially since she didn't wear a bra with it. She had chosen it to wear now partly because her nipples were still overly sensitive and the top was very light against them. And it was clean. 

"It wouldn't be good to go to an interview all tensed up."

"Its not an interview, I'm not looking for a new job."

"Well, whatever type of appointment it is, it's still not good to go that tense. I've got strong fingers and my friends like my neck rubs."

"I don't know that sounds good but I need to get going too."

"You can't get ready until your clothes are done so sit." she waved her hand at one of three plastic chairs the management of the complex had placed in the room. 

She was tense as well as turned on so she sat down. Jonni walked around behind her and gently placed her hands on Brittany's neck. She started slow, massaging the muscles. Brittany groaned in appreciation.

"Boy, you are tense, this appointment must be important...You have a fight with your husband?"

"No. It is about something else."

"Some other guy giving you a bad time? You can tell me, we sisters have to stick together."

As she talked her hands increased their pressure on the neck muscles, traveled down each shoulder, then back to the neck.

Brittany was feeling better and more relaxed, "Jon should have done this." She thought. 

She said, "You're right it has to do with another guy."

Jonni didn't speak again for a couple of minutes while she kneaded Brittany's tired muscles. She increased the area of the massage, going down each shoulder to the middle of Brittany's arm muscles, back up to the neck then down her shoulder blades. This massage reminded Brittany of something and after a few seconds she was able to recall that it was exactly the same thing Steve had done while he was seducing her. Mentally Brittany shook her head, refusing to believe Jonni was doing the same. Brittany forced herself to relax and Jonni's magic hands slowly made their way around her neck and upper back. She didn't mind when Jonni's arms brushed her breasts, she wasn't Steve after all. 

Jonni started talking, telling of a couple of her exploits in either verbally or physically putting down jerks. Brittany didn't mind listening to her for she wished somebody like her had been around when she had dated a couple of guys who hadn't wanted to take no for an answer. So many guys were jerks, not all of course, her husband was one that was a good guy but sometimes they seemed to be so few.

After a little while Jonni switched what she was talking about. At first Brittany was feeling very relaxed. She was enjoying the massage so much that she let her mind drift. She thought about the past two days and how turned on she had been. That brought to mind some of the things Jon liked to do that she enjoyed very much. One was how she liked him softly caressing her boobs. He would gently suck and lick them at times. She found that very pleasurable and it was relaxing just like now with Jonni. 

Suddenly though she realized that what she was feeling wasn't just her imagination. She looked down and saw that Jonni had moved so that her arms were now brushing Brittany's nipples. They were very sensitive and she could feel the other woman's bare arms through the thin material of the tank top. She looked at the movement of the arms with a puzzled expression on her face. "It couldn't be what it looked like could it?" She shook her head slightly and closed her eyes again. She enjoyed the massage but the soft caressing of Jonni's arms was sending thrill bolts through Brittany since her boobs were still sensitive. She relaxed into the sensations almost moaning out loud.

Jonni was talking again and Brittany listened to her tell of the woman Jonni had rescued from that octopus of a guy. Brittany chuckled at that name for it fit the way some guys were. At that point Jonni's fingers went down her shoulder blades as the older woman used just the finger tips to press against her muscles. Steve hadn't done that, so she relaxed more again letting her mind drift to the types of things that Jon liked to do to her that felt this good.

Jonni was speaking again, "we went to another bar, where we had some wine. I like whisky at times but wine is good too. Later we went back to my place. That is where I gave her a massage like the one I'm giving you. It relaxed her very much. After more wine I gave her a full massage which she liked enough to gave me one later to return the favor. She had never given a massage like that to another woman but she did a very good job wanting to do to me what I had done to her. She found it to be very therapeutic and fun. I found what she did back to me to be therapeutic."

As she had been speaking she had increased the pressure on Brittany's boobs which had increased the good feelings. Brittany looked puzzled again wondering if she should put a stop to the massage.

At that moment Brittany's washer stopped Brittany attempted to stand but the stronger woman gently pushed her back down and said, "Let me put them in the dryer, I'm standing already."

Without waiting for approval she went over to the washed and started placing the clothes in a dryer.

"I like helping other woman relax. I can do all sorts of things for them."

She put coins in the dryer and said, "I can even help load a dryer and pay for it."

She came back to Brittany and talked some more, explaining other ways she liked to help a "sister", and then started the massage again.

After a couple of minutes Jonni spoke again, "I could do a better job if we went back to my place. I could put on some nice soft music which would help you to relax even more before you go to your important appointment."

Brittany suddenly remembered that during the first part of this conversation Jonni had said that her roommate was out of the country. She had been for four weeks and it would be another five or six before she would be back. It hadn't occurred to her before, but now she wondered exactly what type of roommate this other person was. 

"There would be no noise or distractions while we relax."

Jonni had spoke that softly next to her ear just like Steve had done. "Oh no," Brittany thought, "She is trying to seduce me." She had an 'I can't believe this is happening' expression on her face then suddenly she jumped up and turned with a shocked expression on her face for a moment. "Why?" She asked herself.

To Jonni she said, "I'm sorry...uh... I need to get ready... the clothes are done and I need to get going."

She had realized that the dryer had stopped. She said, "I need to go somewhere. I can't come over to your place. I...I...I don't need to relax that way. I'm sorry, I can't go with you."

She hurriedly put the clothes into the hamper then quickly left the laundry room. "Fleeing is more like it," she thought. On the way back to their apartment she asked herself, "Why do I always apologize to someone who is trying to get me to do something I don't want to do?" 

On the way up the stairs she further thought "Jonni said 'We girls need to stick together,' but she's no better than Steve... She even had a roommate-lover she was going to cheat on. Why do they always think I will give into them?" 

After a minute she went on with her thoughts this time, "I started out very horny and... What she did was turning me on. Her arms caressing my nipples felt good, even the nearness of her body as she moved around me excited me. But I don't want that, I wish they would stop coming on to me."

Once in the apartment she quickly went to the bedroom and started to change. Jon saw the look on her face and asked what was bothering her. She didn't want to explain that someone she thought was a friend just tried to seduce her and that she got turned on by it, so she said she was thinking about the past couple of days. 

Brittany took a couple of breaths and thought about what to wear. She didn't need to dress very nice to go to the police. She finally decided to wear her longest casual miniskirt and a nice blouse. 

She hurriedly changed but what had happened was still bothering her and she asked Jon, "Why do lesbians always try to seduce me? I don't want that type of sex."

Jon was surprised but said, "I'm not sure but it may have something to do with how beautiful and appealing you are. I'm not the only guy who wants you." 

She nodded, kissed him goodbye, and then left.

It took her a little bit to get to the Sheriff's office, getting lost once, since it was on the outskirts of town. She found the single story building, parked, and went inside. She was nervous since she had never been there before, and wasn't sure who to talk to. She found a counter just inside the main door, with an officer behind. Brittany went up to the officer who asked if she could be of help.

"I...I came to see Officer Gibson. A doctor at St. John's told me I should talk to Pat Gibson about my case," 

Not wanting the officer to think she had committed a crime she added, "I was given a Mickey the other night and I was told to talk to an officer so they could file a report."

The officer nodded and pointed toward a desk about midway down an aisle between desks. 

"Officer Gibson is seated at that desk. You can go there."

Brittany pointed to a desk that faced the counter with a large plant covering half the top. 

"That one with the plant?"

"Yes."

"Um, thank you."

The officer nodded and Brittany walked down the aisle, when she arrived at the desk a head popped out from behind the plant. It was feminine with short brown hair.




Brittany & Jon: Thrice Tempted Ch. 02



Brittany stood there and the officer asked, "Can I help you?"

"Yes, the lady, Um, officer up at the counter said that you were Officer Gibson."

She nodded and said, "I'm one of them. I'm Pat Gibson."

"Um, Doctor Samuelson at St. John said I should talk to you. He said that he sent a report to you about a Mickey I was given the other night."

"Yes I have that report here on my desk. Have a seat while I find it."

Brittany sat in the chair spreading her legs a little as she did. The female officer had given her the once over already quickly glancing from her feet to her head assessing her, but now as Brittany sat she looked again noticing the aroused nature of her breasts as well as being able to look up her legs catching a glimpse of her panties for a second. The thought crossed her mind of how attractive Brittany was, and she bet herself that those panties were wet. 

Brittany saw the second appraisal on Pat's face; it seemed to include desire on the female officer's part. Inwardly she said "Oh no not again. Why?"

She took a second to recover as the officer found the report. As she read it again her eyebrows went up.

"Whoever it was, gave you a powerful drink."

"Yes. I...um, I'm still feeling the effects of it. It..." She cleared her throat and started again. "It hasn't worn off completely."

Inwardly she got mad at herself for admitted to someone who desired her that she was turned on. 

She quickly added, "My husband and I have been, um, busy the last two days working the stuff through my system."

Pat said, "Yes, I can imagine."

Brittany cringed at that comment.

She sat there a moment not being sure what to say next. She looked around at the other people in the building. There were a couple handsome sheriff officers, male officers she amended in her mind. 

Officer Gibson spoke again, "I need to know exactly what happened."

Brittany looked up at her face then quickly averted her eyes, glancing at the plant, then to the floor. 

"I was at the Cabbage and Kings after having dinner with three friends. We were still at our table talking. Tommy came up and joined the conversation. I was yawning a lot since I was up late the night before, my husband and I were, um," here Brittany glanced at a male officer that walked by intently studying a paper on a clipboard, "um, we were busy enjoying each other." She finished quickly.

Pat nodded for her to continue so she did, "As I said I was yawning a lot so Tommy told me he had this new energy drink that was supposed to fire up my body... Pimpjuice I think he called it. He said it would wake me up. I, um, I said 'no thanks' but the next time I yawned he said that if I wanted to stay awake for the rest of the evening, I needed to drink the stuff. He assured me that he hadn't drunk any yet so it was germ free. I had been told that there was going to be a surprise party that night for Tommy and his sister. Um... They were both born in the same month, a year apart, so we usually celebrated their birthdays at the same time. His sister, Susan, had been one of my bridesmaids so I wanted to help celebrate her birthday. And Tommy and I... I had dated Tommy before I started dating Jon, my husband."

She had been nervously glancing around the room while speaking. Pat decided that the substation was making her nervous with all the officers in it. And the fact that certain male officers seemed to keep walking into hearing range which might embarrass her if she was talking about sex which she would be soon. 

Brittany was watching the male officers walk by but she was thinking that it might be better to be talking to one of them, she was used to that type of male attention since she entered puberty. She knew how to handle it and even liked it at times, but that type of female attention was something else. She wondered if Pat was trying to make a pass at her the way she was talking. 

Brittany, after taking a couple of breaths continued, "I ended up drinking the stuff. From the taste I should have realized it wasn't an energy drink."

She looked around again glancing at two male officers; one was a bigger guy who looked self assured. "Very nice looking and someone who would take the time to please a girl just right." Brittany rebuked herself for that thought and blushed.

Pat thought about how Brittany seemed to be becoming more uncomfortable therefore she said. "This place can be a bit distracting and intimidating to people not used to the comings and goings of a Sheriff's office. We could go to a nearby Starbucks. Just the two of us, we can talk about what happened without interruption." Pat said in a pleasant understanding voice.

Brittany just looked at her thinking about how her voice sounded like the same tone Steve had used and more recently Jonni. She didn't say anything out loud but the look Pat had given her combined with the tone of her voice made Brittany cringe inside and again think, "Oh no not again... Why?"

"I...I, um, I'm Okay. I can talk about it here. I prefer it here in fact."

"Okay, if that is what you want."

Brittany glanced around again, looking at the large officer. He looked very nice in that uniform and very well endowed. Brittany realized what she had just thought and said to herself, "Stop that!"

Pat said, "Please continue with your story."

"I left soon after that to go to the 3 Ps. The person who had told me about the birthday party said they had rented the club for the evening. By...by the time I got there I was hot. I mean I was feeling hot, like someone had turned the heat up on high. I was also beginning to be, um, to be horny. I kept thinking about finding my husband so we could leave and go home to f.... I mean to have sex."

Brittany looked down when she said the last. Some place other than the face of someone who was making a pass at her.

Pat was wondering why she seemed even more nervous than before. She was sweating and looking very uncomfortable. 

Pat said, "Let's go outside, we can sit on one of the benches around that fountain they have out front. It's a fine day and this time of day there's hardly anyone there. We can talk without any guys nearby."

Brittany shook her head and started to say "No this is fine..." when Pat stood up. Her eyes opened wide as she quickly took in two things about Pat Gibson. The first was that she was petite; looking kind small for a sheriff officer and the second thing was that she was pregnant-very pregnant.

Before Brittany could stop herself she blurted out, "You're pregnant??!!"

Pat looked a little surprised at her shock but said, "Yes, it's mine and my husband's first child together."

Again Brittany looked shocked and again blurted out something, "You're married- to a man?!!"

"Hmm, yes a man" Pat said sounding perplexed, "In fact he is here." She made a gesture toward the large man Brittany had thoughts about earlier.

Brittany looked at him and blushed, thinking about how she had wondered how large below the belt he was.

"Ummm, maybe we can go outside at that." Brittany said as she very quickly relaxed.

Pat puzzled over her sudden relaxation, but then it hit her what had been happening. "Dang," she said to herself, "she must have seen me look at her while she was sitting." To Brittany she said that they could get some coffee first then go out. It was not as good as Starbuck's but it was hot. Brittany nodded.

Pat left and got two cups of coffee, then came back to get Brittany. They went outside and after finding seats away from other officers Brittany with some gentle encouragement from Pat told the whole story.

Pat shook her head in anger at what Tommy had done, she said, "I think it's time we picked up Tommy." in a very no nonsense tone.

There was a pause then she said, "That was an amazing example of self-control there. You did very good saying no even under those circumstances."

Brittany shook her head, "Thank you but you don't know how close I came to saying yes. I...I even reached out and touched them once."

"But you didn't go along with what Tommy suggested even though ever fiber of your being must have been pushing you to. That's something to be applauded."

"I know how Jon would feel about it if I did do it. It would destroy our marriage if I ever did. I...I almost gave in to someone else. A guy tried to seduce me and I came too close to saying yes to him. Jon knows about that and even though he says he forgave me for what I did do, I believe he would leave me if I ever did cheat. I would do anything to keep that from happening."

"Does Jon love you?"

"Yes more than I deserve. He has already had to put up with a lot and he still loves me."

Pat nodded, "I believe if he loves you that much, he will forgive a lot. Love can forgive a lot."

Brittany looked at her for a moment. By the way she said that it sounded like Pat may know that from personal experience but Brittany didn't think it was the time to ask.

She said, "I hope so but I don't want to take the chance either. It would be wrong and if I did it on purpose he would leave."

"That's a good attitude to have."

Brittany blinked, was that shame she saw in the other woman's face for a second. She wasn't sure and again decided she shouldn't ask. 

They talked some more and at the end Pat promised to have Tommy picked up, and she gave Brittany her business card with her cell phone number on it so she could call if she thought of something more or if Tommy tried to contact her.

Brittany thanked her, said bye, and then left. She didn't head for her car immediately though. She was upset and horny so she decided to go for a walk to calm down first. 

Pat meanwhile was thinking too. She would love to get Tommy, it sounded like he had been stalking Brittany but first though it was almost twelve, and she went to find her husband telling him they needed to take a walk for lunch.

He looked at her wondering if she wanted to talk about something. They signed out and she led them to a wooded area near the station. Mike raised his eyebrows for they had gone into those trees a couple of times before, for privacy. No one else usually went in there so they had almost complete privacy, yet were close enough to the station if something was to come up.

As soon they were out of sight she turned suddenly, grabbed his head, pulling his face down so she could kiss him. Hard and long. She kissed him a second time and started to undo his pants at the same time. 

He broke the kiss and said, "Boy you can't wait today."

"You mind?"

To answer that, he grabbed her and kissed her harder. He ended up behind her while she ground her butt into his front. He nibbled her ear and said, "I'm always ready to have sex you. There's no one that turns me on as much as you."

"The same with me. I love you and I want to make love to you every day. But you mind?" She didn't finish but placed her hand on her extended belly.

He said, "Of course I mind. I think about you all the time and that makes me want to make love to you even more. Pregnancy is very sexy.... You know that."

"I like to hear you say it. It's our first and I love to hear you say it turns you on especially when I'm thinking about how heavy and fat I look."

"We can talk about that later, though we're running out of time to -um, do what we both want to do."

She quickly undid her pants then lowered them, bending over slightly, leaning both hands on a tree to give him access to her pleasure hole. He ran a hand over her butt ending with it between her legs.

She said, "I'm ready just shove it in, now!"

He said, "Okay," then stepped forward holding his hard cock, aiming at the right spot. Mike then took half a step forward and she sighed as she felt his cockhead press against her pussy. "That's it. I want it all the way in lover."

"Your wish is my command especially when it has to do with your sexy body."

He jammed his hips forward and she gasped, then moaned as he went all the way to the hilt in that move. She smiled in pleasure and stood there for a moment, enjoying his hardness in her. No matter how many times they did this, she always enjoyed it and wanted more. His love for her and her love for him made this something she wanted to feel everyday. 

Pat moved forward pulling her slit away from his cock but before it was all the way out she pushed backwards impaling herself again. He got the hint and started fucking her fast and hard. Soon the woods were filled with groans from both of them as their climaxes built. He began to shove in harder and deeper and she cried out her pleasure at that, and her encouragement to go even faster. All too soon to for both of them they arrived at their respective climaxes. Hers arrived first and she threw her head back and cried out as it hit. When it ended she dropped her head like she was exhausted but kept standing since his was still building. Half a minute later he jammed it in very hard and let out a moose call of a moan. He pulled back then jammed it again letting loose another call. This was followed by half a dozen shorter thrusts accompanied by softer and softer moans.

When he was done he nuzzled her neck and said, "Boy you were ready...That blond turn you on?"

She couldn't look at his face to see how he meant that so she twisted around facing him and said, "I was thinking of you all morning, but hey you were ready too! And I saw the way you looked at her legs sticking out from under that miniskirt."

She was smiling as she said that so Mike knew she wasn't being as serious as she sounded. He added, "You know how turned on I get looking at your body, even in that uniform you're the sexiest thing I've ever seen." 

She snuggled up to him knowing he wasn't just saying that, he may look at another woman now and then, but it was her that he put it in time after time. 

She sighed and said, "We do need to get back to work, before they wonder about us."

He said with twinkle in his eye, "They already know we love each other and I'm sure that Stacy isn't the only one who can figure out what we are doing out here."

Pat blushed for a moment but said, "We do need to get back though."

He nodded and pulled his pants up, tucking in his shirt and doing his belt. She had already redone hers when he was ready. They walked back to the station hand in hand. A few seconds into the walk Pat said, "That blond is being stalked by a former boyfriend, he gave her a Mickey powerful enough to have turned an elephant on."

He raised his eyebrows at that, but kept listening as they walked on.

Brittany watched them go with relief. She had gone into the woods to get herself off before going home. She had come in here and soon found a nice spot. After making sure there was no ants or other insects on the tree she was next to, she leaned against after pulling off her panties. She then pulled up the hem of her skirt and started caressing her clit. She did it hard and fast until she came nicely. She was just about to put back on her panties when the two lovers had shown up. She had never seen a pregnant woman having sex before; it was interesting to watch her cry out in ecstasy with her belly hanging out like that. Brittany wondered what it would be like to be pregnant. Her and Jon had decided to wait three or four years before having a child. She wanted one, at least one. She thought about the fun they would have getting pregnant. That thought brought her back to the situation at hand. She needed to get home so she could fuck Jon. Sitting there through all that had left her hornier than she had been when she arrived. Part of it was the stuff still in her system that made all those handsome officers look sexy. She had wanted all of them especially that big rugged looking one even if he was Pat's husband. Of course it was something she could control now but she didn't want to drive home with an itchy clit. So she had come seen the woods and thought she would be out of sight. She heard some of what they had said to each other, even though what he had whispered against her neck at the end had been too low but she could tell they were deeply in love just like her and Jon. And it had been that love which turned them on even more, again just like her and Jon.

She wanted to get home to fuck Jon. She hurriedly put back on her panties and quickly made her way out of the trees. She hurriedly drove home.

When she arrived back she was horny enough to want some more before they talked about the important matter Jon said he had to talk about. He said he was tired, which he probably was but she also knew him well enough to know that wasn't all of the problem. She was still very horny so she begged him to have sex with her. After more begging and kissing him just right, he gave in. Brittany made love to him. Kissing his mouth and chin, nipping at his cheeks. They had sex with him on top, gently since she was sore. He licked her to an orgasm, she was clean now and tasted better, first then got on top of her. He started slow and picked up speed when she asked for it. Afterwards he was lying behind her while they were on their sides. They hadn't used that position for quite a while. He didn't want to be there, snuggling, after the decision he had made but she still needed relief evidently and he had promised to help her. 

Jon humped against her butt; it still was a very nice looking butt, even with what he had decided to do, until he was hard again. He next scooted down a touch then worked at slipping his hard cock between her legs. She separated her legs allowing him in. From long practice he was able to find her slippery hole. He slid it in all the way in one lunge. She went "OOhhh". 

Brittany's inside was still slimy and it wasn't just his cum from their last one. There was still leftovers from their marathon session inside her. He thought it was probably his imagination but Jon thought he could feel cold gross sperm just like if it had been laying around for a couple of hours. The outside had been normal but the inside was still very slippery.

He slowly began to move, humping all the way in then pulling three fourths of the way out. He did it slow until she asked for him to speed up. He did a little. After a few strokes increased speed again. She was sighing and groaning as he kept going faster and faster. After a while he thrusting inside her at top speed, hammering her pussy from behind. She moaned and made happy noises as she shook with each hump. He had repositioned himself slightly and was able to get enough leverage to really jam it home. He was hitting her so hard he was going deeper than usual. Jon could feel the tip of his shaft enter her cervix. He had done that a few times over the last two years and once just a day ago in one of their first fucks after they got home from the hospital. 

The bed was shaking as well as squeaking and she was groaning with each thrust into her, but he increased the speed and force of his thrusts even more. Later he thought that part of his speed was caused by his anger at her, but she didn't seem to mind his hard fucking. She even said that it was good she could feel him deep. He kept jamming in hard and fast as his orgasm grew. As it grew very near he jammed it in harder still. She squealed and came again, her third for this session. A minute later he started shooting with a loud cry. When he was done he rested, breathing hard feeling like he had run a marathon. 

Brittany went to the bathroom while he was recovering. While in there she was glad she was back to normal. She felt sore in places and didn't want to fuck anymore well, not at the moment anyway. Even her anus was hurting and as she looked at her pussy, it looked beaten. Her labia was swollen and her clit looked red and puffy. She knew it was only temporary but even though she still felt some horniness she could not bring herself to shove anything inside her. No cock, no vibrator, not even her own fingers.  




Brittany & Jon: Thrice Tempted Ch. 03



Susan nibbled on his ear, taking small nips at it as well as licking his earlobe. 

"You deserve a break too. I know you desire me. I've seen how you look at my legs and tonight, how you looked at where my legs join my body. I know what you were seeing in your mind. I want to show you that part of me..." more licking, "I know how to please men especially someone I like."

Jon felt some wetness on his underwear and knew it was his precum leaking due to her licking and words, which were getting to him big time. Just a slight turn of his head and he could be kissing her which would lead to her getting what she wanted for her birthday. Not that it wouldn't give him something special too; after all Brittany had kissed Steve and others. 

She felt his hesitation and said, "Don't worry about Brittany she is getting some too, she's out celebrating my brother's birthday. If she can give in so can you."

That was a mistake on her part. He had been getting ready to say no but the mention of Brittany caused him to react immediately. He growled out a "No!" Stood up quickly then took a step forward, turning around as he did. 

Jon said, "No I'm sorry if it's your birthday but that is one present you are not going to get."

She looked at him shock for a moment but then stepped forward and tried to put her arms around him. "But I've wanted you, even while having sex with other guys I think about you. And I can see you do need a break- a reward."

Jon took her arms in his and gently pushed her back. "No!"

He had decided it was better to leave to get away from Susan and he wanted to see where Brittany was after what Susan had said about her getting some. He hadn't known about the drugs yet or he would have been even more concerned. Somehow later he had met Susan at the restaurant Brittany had dinner with George and Linda. 

As Brittany now thought about it she wasn't sure how it had happened, she had been distracted by her fantasizing about Jon fucking her but Jon had explained that he and Susan had found out that Tommy had given her the whole can of drugs and herbs to drink. Jon explained that Susan had said that wasn't good, that Tommy was supposed to just give her some of it. She had drunk some to see how it worked and had been turned on enough to do a foursome. She had been begging three guys to fuck her, and to let her suck them. She had taken them in every hole more than once. The amount Brittany had drunk may not be safe and it would excite her even more. Jon had remembered what she had said about the club so had quickly driven there, eventually finding Brittany in the bathroom.

As she lay in her bed alone Brittany could not understand why Jon had asked her to leave. She hoped it really was to think, she thought his love would make him choose her but at the same time she wasn't 100 percent sure. She felt like crying then she would feel like getting angry. "It wasn't fair! I did said no. Yes I kissed someone else, but I didn't fuck them that should count for something!" 

She finally got to sleep and the next day as she was packing, Jon came home. She was glad to see him but she also wanted to know where he had been. Hopefully not at Susan's or any of the other girls she knew that wanted him. 

"I spent the night at Tony's" He said to answer her unspoken question.

She was shocked not knowing what to say, "But Tony has a lot of girls over, he is always finding someone to have sex with," she ended up saying.

"Not always, he does spend quite a few nights alone and last night was one of them. I slept alone. I'm not the one...Ur, umm... I mean I just had to spend some time thinking."

Brittany could only nod knowing what he had stopped himself from saying. She finished packing and went over to Jane's. She had been Brittany's Matron of Honor and was still a good friend. 

Over the next few weeks Brittany spent time at Jane's, at her mother's, also at Jeanette's and even at Joanna's for one night. She thought about getting her own place since Jon didn't seem to be in any hurry to make a decision. She called once a few days after she moved out. She didn't want to be pushy and clingy especially after she heard that being clingy in this type of situation could drive the other person away. 

He answered on the second ring, obviously knowing who it as.

"Hello Brittany... how are you?"

She wanted to yell "how do you think I am after you kick me out and then don't call." but she said, "I'm Okay. I'm staying at my mother's right now. I've talked to Jeanette and will be staying there for a couple of days."

"That's good. I'm sorry I haven't called. I have been busy at work they have been having some overtime."

She thought he must have heard some of her anger in her voice for he went on to say, "I know I should have called. We do need to talk. I'm glad you told me where to find you."

They talked a moment longer but she ran out of things to say and obviously he did too for after a moment of silence he said, "I need to let you get back to doing what you were doing."

She wanted to get mad and to tell him to decide but all she said was "I love you."

He said, "I know." then they hung up.

She called again three days later.

Again he said "Hello Brittany" in a gentle sounding tone as soon as he answered.

"Hi Jon, I called to tell you that I'm going to be spending the night at Jonna's but I will probably have to go elsewhere after work. I'm working more hours now."

"Uh, yeah."

There was silence again and then they talked about a couple of movies that had just started showing. 

"I'm thinking about going back to Jane's even though I have to sleep on the couch there."

"She is a good friend."

"Yes she is."

After another silence, "There's a new club opening soon."

"Yes I've heard of it"

A pause then she gave him her cell phone number. Obviously he had it but she wanted to make sure he didn't forget.

"Thank you... And you don't have worry about your cell phone charges. Its still on the same account as mine."

Again they ran out of things to say so they each said bye and hung up. She said she loved him again as they ended the conversation.

She sat there feeling confused. It had been obvious he hadn't been thinking about their relationship as he promised. But he had said her cell phone was still part of his; that meant something. She got up frustrated, wondering if he still loved her. She was starting to think this was the end after all; maybe she should get on with her life. Get a full time job and her own place, go out. That last thought almost brought her to tears. She didn't want to date anyone else. 

One night some of her friends came by and took her out, trying to cheer her up. They went to a new club and sat, drinking. They told her she needed to forget Jon, he obviously had forgotten her or he would have called by now. Jane was one of the few voices that said he would decide soon. It wasn't like him to break a promise or to forget his love for her.

She went out a week later again and this time a handsome guy named Rob, came by the table to ask some of the girls to dance. Most did dance with him and when it was her turn they encouraged her to have some fun, all she had to do was dance. She did and it was fun, somewhat fun that is. She didn't enjoy it as much as with Jon but Rob was a good dancer and he knew how to talk to a woman. Afterwards, she sat down and he went on to the next friend. 

What she didn't know was that Jon had walked into the Club, while she was dancing with Rob. He had decided he needed to get out and the new club sounded like a place to check out. He walked and was shocked to see Brittany there, and even more shocked that she was dancing with a guy. He watched them together wondering if she was out on a date with the guy. He was relieved when she went back to her table and he saw that the guy was taking turns dancing with each of the friends sitting together. He thought about approaching Brittany but decided that he had something to consider so he left and went home. He had been not thinking about Brittany on purpose because it was painful but as he realized a lot of time had gone by and he better make a decision now or he could lose her by default even if she wasn't dating currently, she would eventually if he didn't communicate with her.

Once back home he started pacing as he thought. He had never paced before and wondered why anyone would but he had excess energy. He couldn't sit still so he paced. He thought about him and Brittany. Everything had been so simple until he got that DVD of her bachelorette party. Now it was almost like he doubted everything she said. He knew she had told the truth about what happened with Steve but that didn't help. He still felt like she was right on the verge of cheating. 

There had been that swim party they had gone to, a couple of weeks after the attempted or partial seduction by Steve. He had been getting ready to leave work when his boss told him something had come up, somebody hadn't been there to fix a machine, so Jon had to work on it. He didn't know that much about it but he and another worker each knew something about it. They had been able to fix it but it had made him late to the party. He had called Brittany telling her he was going to be late and may not get there at all. She was angry because it was supposed to be a night for them and she had a new swimsuit to show him. He rushed home, changed and hurried to the party. 

Once there he didn't see Brittany, Susan had come by and mentioned she had seen Brittany, drinking more than usual and flirting with a couple of hunks who were there alone. It looked like more than just fun flirting to her. And she mentioned that some couples were going around to one side of the house for some privacy, for there were some benches set among some larger bushes. Jon had left her but had thought about it and decided to go to that side since he still hadn't seen Brittany. He saw her just as he turned the corner of the house. There she was with her arms around another man, a nice looking hunk but as he she saw him, she got a very shocked look on her face. She had pulled back from the guy and her bikini top had come off. It was new with no straps around her neck or shoulders so just the back strap held it up. Her expression turned angry and after grabbing her falling top she tried to slap the guy. The guy stepped back out of her reach. It was obvious the guy had untied it, but not whether she hadn't wanted him to. Later Jon wondered if the shocked look was produced when she realized it was untied, or when she saw Jon standing there while she was allowing some guy to undo her top. The anger and slapping attempt could have been faked.

Jon hated thinking those type of thoughts but it fit with her earlier anger at him, her drinking that night and what Susan had said about the flirting. He wanted to believe her, especially since something strange was going on. It was almost like someone or something was trying to get her to cheat. He shook his head thinking he had better talk to her though. He had promised to decide and even though it hurt to think about it he should. 

The next morning Jon called her cell phone number. He had heard from Jane that Brittany was staying with another one of her friends, Lisa. That friend had two extra rooms and didn't mind sharing one especially when Brittany was paying some of the rent. Brittany was able to pay for her own food, gas with a little for rent and some fun. 

It was early but she should be up to get ready for work, since it was one of her early work days. It took her a little while but she finally answered the phone. She was very surprised that it was Jon, but at the same time he got the impression that she didn't want to talk right then. He said he would call back later and that it was important. When he hung up though he wondered if he really would call back for he had heard a male voice mumbling something in the background. "Maybe she had taken that guy home after all or for that matter had gone home with him. That would explain her reluctance to talk right then and why it took so long for her to answer," he thought. He sighed not knowing what to think. "To be fair it could have been one of her roommate's guys but how would I find out for sure? If I ask when I call her back it might get her angry especially if it was her roommate's guy." Thinking about all this was giving Jon a headache, so he put it out of his mind and went to work. 

The next day, early in the morning he woke with a start. He jerked upright with the dream he had been having still in his mind. The dream had been about something he had forgotten about. He felt like slapping himself on the forehead, "how could I forget that detail?" It changed his thinking and what he was feeling. All those weeks that he had wasted. If he had thought about it he would have made a decision sooner, instead of waiting so long because he was afraid. Now if it wasn't too late. If that was a guy with Brittany the other morning, he would deal with that when he found out for sure. Now though he had to find her and to tell her what how he felt and to apologize. Even if it was too late he needed to do that. He had a very uneasy feeling, he had to find her and talk to her. Maybe it wasn't too late now but it would be soon.

Jon called her cell number but it was off. "Maybe it was charging," he thought but his feeling of unease increased. He tried calling the friends she was staying with but they said she had left. He called a couple of other friends and they hadn't seen her then he tried her work number. He had to dig through his stuff to find that number but he was determined to find her. He found it and called but she hadn't shown up for work today. She was supposed to be there already-half an hour ago but no sign of her and no call from her.

That gave him pause, "she liked her job and right now she needed it so where was she?" His discomfort increased. Something wasn't right he could feel it but was it because she was with another guy, or been in a car accident or what? He called around some more to different friends, even to two of the girls she had been with the night before. He ended up waking one up because she had spent the night with the guy who had danced with them all that night and the night before. Jon breathed a little sigh of relief over that knowledge, but he still had to find Brittany. 

He got in his car and drove over to where she was staying. He found her car but no Brittany. Did someone pick her up or did had she spent the night with someone and had forgotten she was supposed to be at work?

He went to the house but Tomi the one person who was there didn't know if she had been in her room the previous night or not. Jon called four other friends and no one had seen her. Not the night before or that morning. One of those was Jane and she had talked to Brittany the night before over the phone but didn't know where she was now. 

He kept trying Brittany's number but it came up that her phone was off. He finally called the sheriff's office asking for Pat. She wasn't in at the moment but he was switched to her husband, Mike. Jon introduced himself quickly and told him he couldn't find Brittany. 

Mike asked about hospitals and Jon said, "I thought about that but I found her car and no one has seen her. She is supposed to be at work but she isn't. I have called various friends who might have picked her up but no one has seen her."

Mike said, "Try to keep calm. She still could be at a hospital or maybe, um, because of your current living arrangements she spent the night with someone you don't know."

"I understand what you are saying, but I thought of that too. I asked around but no one seems to have seen her with any guy."

"That could still be a possibility however....I'm sorry but there isn't much I can do right now. We can check the hospitals and the morgue but other than that we don't have the manpower to check the home of every friend or every club she might have gone to last night."

"I understand that but I need to find her. Something happened I can feel it."

"We will do what we can from here." after a pause, "If you find out anything more contact us. One of us will be at this number."

"Okay-(Sigh)...I will."

"Bye Now."

"Bye."

He hung up and ten minutes later, after a couple more calls, his phone rang. He hurriedly answered it hoping was Brittany but it was Susan.

"I heard that you were looking for Brittany."

"Is she with you?" he asked even though he would be greatly surprised if that was so but then again, he had tried about everywhere else.

"No but I may know where she is."

"Where?" He wondered if he should believe her or if this was another ploy to get at him, if she said Brittany was at a hotel or some such he would demand evidence.

"Have you looked everywhere?"

"Not everywhere but she is not at work I just called them and I found her car but she isn't with it."

"Damn" he heard her mutter under her breath a short pause then, "Tommy may have her."

"What do you mean Tommy may have her? She wouldn't go anywhere with him. Not after what he tried."

"She may not have gone voluntarily."

"What?!"

'UM, after this latest attempt to get her failed he was really upset."

"Latest attempt??! Hey, he was behind the faked video?!" 

Even though that last had been more a statement she said, "Yes he was. And he was also behind Steve almost seducing her."

"What? Why?"

"He was angry that she had not given in to him while they were dating...he thought that if you hadn't come along he would have been able to take her cherry."

"What?" He rolled his eyes thinking that his vocabulary had shrunk to one word suddenly but to her he said, "He wanted to be her first? Well I can't blame him for that there were a couple guys that said they envied me being her first but they wouldn't try anything, now."

"He had been trying to have sex with her, starting before you guys were married."

Jon stopped himself from saying what again and let her continue.

"He tried at her bachelorette party and one or two other attempts. He spent money trying to get her to have sex with him. He paid Steve to seduce her and bought some Chinese drugs and herbs... that wasn't cheap."

Jon spoke very low saying, "So he was the guy in the hallway that slapped Brittany"

Susan said, "What?"

"I was just thinking out loud...So now he is tired of trying and wants to get his money worth."

"Yes...I didn't realize he would really grab her but if she is missing he may have her."

"Do you have any idea where he might take her?"

"If not to his place then there is a warehouse our uncle has. He has various businesses and that is one he doesn't use very much. Tommy has a set up there with a bed. He has taken dates there before and has held a couple of parties there."

"Where is it located?"

She gave an address then said, "I helped him try to have sex with her but I never thought he would harm her."

"You tried to help him seduce her?!"

"Yes I thought he deserved it and it wouldn't do her any harm to have sex with another guy especially if we could convince her she wanted it, but... but rape is something else."

He made a hissing sound as he drew in a breath as she expressed what he had been thinking what Tommy was going to do.

"I got to find her. Why don't you go to his place just to make sure he's not there and I will head for the warehouse."

"Okay....Jon I really didn't expect him to do this."

"Okay but I need to get going."

He hung up and rushed out to his car. He zoomed away trying to remember where that street was. Once he had the car oriented in the correct direction he called Pat's number again. Mike answered and Jon gave a quick synopsis of what Susan had said ending with the address she had given him. Mike said he would head for the warehouse with a team. Jon should stay away from it. 




Brittany & Jon: Thrice Tempted Ch. 03



Jon didn't listen to that command though, and after hanging up he stepped on the gas. It took what he felt was forever to get to the right area of town. In his haste he drove past a turn off and had to make a U-turn quickly. He squealed his tires as he sped back toward the turn off. He made the turn and slowed as he looked for the right address. He finally found it a mile later. It was a warehouse off the road in an area with few other buildings. No wonder Tommy thought this was a good place for a rape.

Brittany was feeling afraid. She had been about to get into her car to drive to work when she had heard a noise. Even that early there were many noises around the neighborhood, so she hadn't really thought about it that much but suddenly there was someone behind her and something was put over her head. "A canvas bag," she thought. She breathed in to scream but a hand shoved the part of the bag over her face into her mouth. Next her chest was squeezed forcing her to exhale the breath. She fought but her arms were pinned against her body and she couldn't do much. She was then half lifted half dragged, she wiggled and tried stepping on the feet of her captor but she was shoved into something. "The back of a car" she thought from the feel of it. She was on the floor of the backseat. Her legs were tied together. With her arms stuck inside the bag she couldn't push herself off the floor while lying on her stomach. The whole event had taken less than half a minute. After a long drive she was untied and pulled out, she tried to fighting again but one arm was pulled behind her and pushed upwards, causing great pain in her shoulder joint. She tried screaming again but no one must have heard her or cared.

After what seemed to be a very long time the bag was removed. During that time, something had been placed around one ankle. She saw that she was sitting on a bed in some building. It didn't look like a house from what she could see of it. What surprised her the most was that Tommy was standing there holding the canvas bag that had been over her head. She looked at him unsure of what he was doing. She hoped it was rescuing her but she thought not because of what he had done to her before.

He said, "This is going to be your home for a while. There's a bathroom over there." He pointed to one side of the building. "You can try screaming but we are too far away from anyone that would care. I put the leash on you so you won't escape."

She looked down at her right ankle and there was a cuff around it with a cord that led from the cuff to the headboard. She moved her leg pulling it. It seemed long enough to allow her to go to where he had pointed indicating where the bathroom was, but that was it.

"I am sorry for hurting you but you fought harder than I had anticipated. Don't worry I don't plan on killing you or torturing you. You will be released eventually but I want to get some of my investment back and to finally get what I've been trying for years."

She looked puzzled, "Investment?! What investment?"

"The time and money I've spent trying to get into your pants."

"What?!"

"Yes I've spent over a thousand dollars and given much time in trying to fuck you. Ever since we dated I've worked at that. Somehow or another you have always been able to ruin my plans but not this time, this time I'm not going to take no for an answer. But don't worry it will be pleasurable I will make sure you have a good time."

Brittany's mouth dropped open and she looked at him with fear, realizing what he meant.

"You are going to rape me?"

"That depends on you. As I said I want to get my investment back and I want to get something that I should have gotten long ago. Your sweet cunt and asshole." 

Fear went through her heart as she tried to think of something to say.

He walked away and a few minutes later came back with a glass of water and a dish containing some of her favorite foods, fried rice and Swedish meatballs.

"See I plan on feeding you well. I know what you like and I want you to eat while you are here."

After that he left her again. She didn't know where he went but while he was gone she looked around. It looked like she was in the corner of some factory or warehouse. There was the bed and a small table, where he had placed the food, and two chairs. One was a kitchen table chair with plain wood and the other was a smaller upholstered seat. There was an end table with three books and a lamp. She noticed a small hotplate on the table, so she could warm up the food she thought and a small refrigerator on the other side of the bed. Brittany didn't look in it, saving that for later. She looked at the books and found that there were ones she liked. She had read one already but the other two she hadn't gotten to yet. So he was planning on her being there for a long time. That thought sent a wave of fear through her, especially with what he had said already about why she was there. She felt like crying but at the same time she was angry and determined, she couldn't let him rape her. No matter what it took, after all that had happened, with almost giving into Steve and dancing for Tommy and the other two, Jon wouldn't believe it was forced on her and it would be the end of their marriage. On top of that there had been that event at the swim party. It was just two weeks after her night with Steve. Jon had worked late on a night that he had promised was just for them. She had gone without him more out of spite and a determination to enjoy herself. She had drunk a couple of glasses of wine and after a hunk named Matthew flirted with her she had flirted back. Just for fun and from her anger with Jon. Later another guy she knew had come by, a friend named Louis. She flirted a little with him then they had walked around the pool area talking. She had known him for a couple of years, though she didn't think Jon knew who he was. Somehow they had gotten around the side of the house and when he had said he had just gotten a promotion on his job, she had given him a friendly hug. However, he either took it as more or had decided to have some fun with her. She felt his hands go to her back strap and untie it just as Jon had walked around the side of the house. She pulled back from Louis trying to hold her neckless top from falling, while at the same time she tried to slap him. He had just stepped back and smiled. She had stormed off trying to retie her top. He hadn't said anything but she wondered if Jon had believed her or not. He acted like he had doubts.

All that combined would make Jon think she had let Tommy fuck her. She couldn't allow that.

While she was brooding over her fate, Tommy was checking his voice mail and thinking. He had decided to be as nice to her as he could. Kinda like bad cop-good cop routine, except that there was only one of him. He would try to bring out the slut that was inside Brittany, and see if he could activate the Stockholm syndrome. If he was nice to her and pleasured her she might decide he wasn't so bad after all, even if it was subconsciously. Of course even if it didn't work he still would rather fuck her while wet than dry, and he would enjoy doing things that would arouse her like licking her pussy. If that worked he could get her to stay here willingly, Jon would reject her, and he would offer take her in so she had to go some place after all. If so, then it wouldn't take much to get her to do a special favor for him. To take some of his drink and then to let some of his friends have as much sex with her as they wanted. He more than likely wouldn't tell her they were paying him for that privilege but if she bonded to him, he would be able to get her to do that. Even if he had to beg a little, after all her inner slut should be out by then. She was a slut even if she didn't want to realize it and he was just going to help her see that. 

She looked at the food wondering if she should eat it. It might give him some psychological power over her but she wasn't hungry anyway, she had a good breakfast. She looked at the food and the books wondering if he was trying to seduce her or some such.

She still had no answers when he came back a while later, she didn't know how long he had been gone since there were no clocks and she didn't have a watch. He looked at her sitting there. It looked like he was admiring her-like a piece of meat he was about to cook and eat that is.

He said, "We should just as well get started. I've been waiting years for this and finally it's my turn."

She didn't like the sound of that and gasped as he moved right in front of her and before she could guess his intentions, he used his legs to separate hers. He did it so fast that he was right there his body almost touching hers, before she even knew he was moving. Her head moved back in an automatic reaction. He grinned and reached for her breasts, caressing them through her blouse. She gasped at what he was planning.

Not being able to think of anything else she said, "Before we get started I need to use the bathroom."

He looked at her funny like he wasn't sure to believe her or not, but she said, "My bladder is going to burst, please."

"Okay but make it fast."

She got up, hurrying to where he had pointed while talking about the bathroom. She found a door in the wall there. Going in she made sure the door was closed. It had a key lock in the doorknob but she was sure he had the key to it... She looked around quickly. There was nothing she could use as a weapon. The whole thing was small but looked like a bathroom for a house. The toilet was new as was the bathtub. It looked like it was big enough for two people and she had a bad feeling about that. She hiked up her skirt, she was suddenly glad she had worn one of her longer skirts even though it probably wouldn't make much difference, and slipped down her panties. She sat and after a few seconds peed. Once she had said she her bladder was about to burst she realized that it wasn't just a delaying tactic, she had needed to pee badly. After that was done though she sat for a minute and strained to have a bowel movement. She figured it would be a while before she would be able to use the bathroom again. Finally she was able to do something, wiped herself, and sat for another minute or so. Brittany felt like crying again but she decided she better get back out there. It would not be good to get him angry. At least for this.

She got up, adjusted her clothes and went out. She sat down on the bed again not knowing what else to do but as she sat Brittany realized it probably would have been smarter to have sat in one of the chairs. By the look on his face it was too late for that now. 

She swallowed hard as fear gripped her.

He said, "See I can be gentle and caring besides I wouldn't want to get any piss on my dick, I'm not into golden showers."

She was amazed that he could talk about being gentle and caring with what he planned to do. He moved closer again, She tried to scoot backwards but he was in-between her legs again. She got angry at herself; for she had left her legs separated, again! She should have closed them all together. He grabbed her boobs again, he started caressing them, and surprisingly he was gentle, which she was grateful for but at the same time didn't trust. She tried to scoot back but he kept gently rubbing her breasts. It was starting to feel good which she didn't want. She tried scooting back even more but he grabbed an arm and wouldn't let her move. She tried squirming but that didn't work either. 

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"I told you. I've tried half dozen times in half a dozen ways to get into your beautiful cunt and each time I was stymied. I felt like this was the only way to make sure I could get what I deserve for my efforts. I really didn't want to but after you somehow resisted during that last try I felt there was no other way to go."

"But please don't, Jon will think I did it on purpose- it will destroy our marriage."

"That bastard, he deserves to lose you after the way he took you from me. I worked for eight months to get your cherry, then he comes along and gets you. It's my turn to get a taste and feel of your cunt and your ass. Anyway if he loses you because of his backwards morality he doesn't deserve to have someone as sexy as you."

At that he started unbuttoning her blouse. Brittany tried to scoot away and to wiggle free but he leaned closer to her and used one arm to push her back onto the bed, then to pin her down to keep her from slipping out from under him. 

As she tried to think of some way to get away she started saying, "No Please. I don't deserve this."

He snarled out, "Yes you do. You went with Jon leaving me hanging after all that work I put into popping your cherry. But even if you didn't I deserve it...Now shut up and let me pleasure you."

He raised a hand as if to slap and she shut up for the moment but she didn't stop fighting him. Brittany didn't care if he slapped her, she wasn't going to let this bastard have her and ruin her marriage on top of it. At the moment her marriage was the main reason she kept fighting. 

Tommy got her blouse undone, reached behind her and got her bra unsnapped easily. She tried to fight that but he some how got it undone so fast he had his hand back in front before she could do more than wiggle once. He indicated with a wave of his hand that she should remove her top but she shook her head. He sighed then grabbed one of her arms. He managed to pull the sleeve off then grabbed her other arm holding it up, slipping that sleeve off. She tried to get a knee up so she could jam it into his stomach but he was expecting it and blocked it easily with one of his legs. 

"If you stop fighting it will be easier on each of us and more fun."

"No, I'm not going to let you end my marriage. I love Jon too much to allow you to do that."

He snarled again and said, "Why you love that bastard is beyond me. He not only kept you from taking care of your need on my birthday, but he kept both of us from having fun. He not only took advantage of what I set up but he is keeping you back from pleasure."

Brittany renewed her efforts to push him off but it was to no avail, his extra weight and muscle power was too much for her.

"I'm trying not to hurt you; I am going to make you feel good so you will enjoy our fucking."

She felt like crying so she didn't say anything, but she kept trying to wrestle him off. 

He got hold of her arms in one hand and was able to pull up on her bra slipping it over her head and off her arms in one pull.

"Noooo!" she cried but he tossed it to one side then leaned backward.

"Very nice, I always liked your tits. They are smaller than I usually go for as I told you while dating but they have a very nice shape."

She tried to pull her arms out of his to cover her boobs but only got one hand free. She did cover both breasts with it but he just smiled and leaned back more. She looked at him wondering what he planned, but she was shocked when his hand quickly snaked under her skirt. She shook her head and tried to close her legs but it didn't work he still touched her panties. He took a couple of seconds to move his hand to one inner thigh and to caress her leg, but then moved it back to her panties. He roughly ran it over her pleasure mound half a dozen times getting a good feel of it through the cloth. Next he found her clit and rubbed it. It hurt at first he did so roughly, but as he kept at it he was more gentle and it started to feel good. She gritted her teeth against the good thrills he was producing.

Suddenly he grabbed the panties at the waist band and pulled. He did it so fast they were halfway down her butt before she knew it. Brittany tried to push against the mattress to keep them on but he just pulled harder. The fabric made a ripping noise as it slipped under her skin. As he pulled them down her legs she tried to kick him more than once. Even though she thought she connected once he avoided all the other blows. Brittany felt like screaming in frustration. No matter how determined she was or what she did, she couldn't stop him from going further and taking the next step in his plan. 

When he had them off he looked at them then threw them over his shoulder, giving her a symbolic message that she wouldn't be needing them again for quite some time. She wallowed in fear but suddenly drew her legs together and up, then kicked upward hard. He had seen the movement and backed up so that even while she connected her kick had lost most of its force.

Her roughly grabbed her feet while still against his chest and pulled her legs apart. He smiled as he saw what was revealed but then frowned as he remembered what she had just done. Even as she tried to jerk her feet out of his grasp he spoke in a commanding tone.

"Brittany, cut that out. I'm trying to take it easy on you so you can enjoy this Now..."

She interrupted him with, "I'm not going to let you ruin my marriage."

"It's already ruined, because of that backward bastard you married. He not only ruined my plan but he has kept you from enjoying what you could. Now he's going to divorce you because of his old fashioned sense of morality. He's not letting you be you. He may call you a slut but you would just be who you are: someone who likes sex."

She shook her head, not believing what he was saying about her and being fearful of what that meant for her. "How could this happen to me?" she thought.

He moved quickly again getting between her legs before she realized he was moving. Again she was angry at herself for not watching for that. This time he flipped her skirt up and looked between her legs. He admired her while she tried desperately to close her legs even just a little. He slowly reached down between her legs with one hand. The hand was open and she was afraid he was going to slap her there, but he placed that hand palm down on top of her pleasure mound. His fingers were over her clit and the lower part of his hand over her slit. The warmth of the hand aroused her and suddenly he pushed his thumb all the way into her pussy. She jumped and squealed, trying to pull back but she wasn't able to. He started to gently rub the inner walls with that thumb.

"See I told you I would be gentle and make sure you were pleasured."

She grimaced and tried to squirm away from the intrusion but she could only move an inch or two and he followed her. It was worse than Steve that night outside the club. She tried pushing her hips off the bed, then moving them sideways. Nothing worked and after a moment she realized she was just making it worse. Her movements were actually producing more thrills. In fact from his smile, Tommy thought she was humping against his hand on purpose to get his thumb deeper. She stopped moving trying to think of something to do or say. Begging didn't work she had tried that. She gritted her teeth because the good feelings he was producing was crowding into her mind making it hard for her to keep concentrating on some way to escape. 

Suddenly she let out a "Ghnnnaaaaohhhh", she couldn't help it for he had pressed down with the two fingers that had been resting over her clit. He rubbed them into her clit causing her thrills to jump. She felt like crying because she didn't want him to make her feel good. He was too bad for that. She also gritted her teeth to keep from crying out again. The bastard knew what he was doing. 

She had wondered why he had placed his hand like that with only his thumb in her, now she knew. She tried to think of what to do to stop the pleasure from building; it was already threatening to take over her mind. She had learned that wiggling only made it worse she tried forcing his arms to move, but he was stronger and was able to hold her arms away from his. She tried thinking about sad times in her life but he was succeeding in making her feel good. Her body that is, her mind was still was free to feel anger and pain at the thought of him doing this, for the moment anyway. 




Brittany & Jon: Thrice Tempted Ch. 03



Suddenly she saw his head move forward and turned her head sideways so he couldn't kiss her but he was headed for something else. She did let out a small gasp and his mouth gripped hold of one of her nipples. He sucked gently at first, then harder.

"No" she thought, she was feeling the way she enjoyed it when Jon did that. She loved it when he did it and wanted more. She still wanted more now, that was one of the things that galled her, part of her wanted him to continue. 

She wondered what would happen if she bashed him in the head with a double fist. Like he had read her mind he looked up at her with a warning in his eyes. She didn't think she had the leverage to be able to hit him hard enough to do anything but make him mad but there was one thing she could do. Brittany leveraged her torso up and as his head moved with her continually sucking she pulled back forcing her nipple from his mouth. She grunted in pain for he had sensed what she was about to do and had bit down trying to hold her nipple. She had decided any pain was worth it if it got him to stop.

He looked at her like he couldn't understand why she had done that.

"I told you I don't want you to do that."

"I'm sorry but it's going to happen. As I said," emphasizing the words "I said", "it's my turn to get what I'm owed...It's my turn to pleasure you fully."

At that he snapped his mouth on her other boob, pushing her back down in the process. She tried squirm again but he held her down and just kept sucking. His hand had been dislodged from her pussy- but it was back and he pushed in his thumb even deeper and rubbed her clit harder producing thrills in abundance. 

After a minute or two more of that he stopped and quickly slipped downward just as she was thinking "Oh no he's going to do that," he was doing it. Licking her slit. This time she tried to hit his head but he managed to grab each arm and to hold them as he sucked her clit. 

He stopped long enough to say, "If you keep that up I'm going to tie your arms together above your head and they're going to be very uncomfortable by the time I'm done."

He went back to licking inside her pussy. Brittany continued to grit her teeth to keep from crying out in pleasure. "God, if he kept that up I'm going to cum." Tears formed in her eyes as her feelings alternated between wanting to cry in hopelessness and a desire to keep fighting. If nothing else her bruises would show Jon that she really had been raped.

Tommy spoke again, "Don't worry Brittany I will take good care of you. I really am trying to get the real you out in the open so you can enjoy life as well as letting me get something that should have been mine already.... We will both enjoy it I will make sure of that."

He went back to sucking her clit, and then stopped again to say, "I know you are a sexually free person. Jon is holding you back from being the real you. I saw the way you danced for those strippers at your party before your wedding. I saw how you went along with Steve until fear of Jon and his morality stopped you. And how you danced for us on my birthday. What I gave you only set you free to be the real you."

Brittany wondered for a moment if she really was a slut. She had almost given into Steve even though afterwards she saw how obvious his seduction was. She had danced for those strippers at her bachelorette party. She had run around topless and later with just her panties on and didn't care that the three men saw her. Maybe she should give in to Tommy. 

"But no" she thought, "my marriage to Jon is worth it even if Tommy is right, that I'm really a slut. Jon is good and he loves me. I'm not going to give in to Tommy. I'm got to keep fighting not only so he, someone I despise won't have my body but so it won't ruin my marriage. I love Jon. He's worth me not being a slut...if I really am one."

She tried bringing her hands together against his ears. She remembered hearing that ears can be sensitive and boxing them or pulling on them can be distracting to the attacker. But Tommy caught her hands and said, "Okay that's it. I'm going to tie your hands together."

He got up and hurriedly left. She laid there for a moment, thinking about what to do. She stood and took a couple of steps but he was right back before she could go further.

"Now, please Brittany I don't want to hurt you. We both can have a good time and the real you will come out and be free. Jon just wants you to be his prisoner but I want you to be free to be you."

Brittany stood there not sure what to do. She thought about attacking him biting, kicking, and hitting but she also thought about what he said, Maybe it would be better to let her slut self come out. She did want to, Tommy had done things Jon had never done with his tongue, and she was already over halfway to a cliamx. With the way she was feeling maybe she was a slut deep down.

Tommy took her silence as consent and leaned toward her taking her in his arms. He bent his head down to her ear. He licked her ear, whispering how beautiful and sexy she was. He had always wanted her because of her beauty and how desirable she was.

It sounded good but she saw Jon in her head and she still despised Tommy, she didn't want him in her body. She reached forward with her head. Tommy thought she was giving in and kissing him but she quickly grabbed hold of his face halfway between his mouth and his ear was with her hands and bit down hard on his chin. She overcame her revulsion of that act, biting down even harder, trying for blood. He let out a pained cry and pulled away from her pulling his chin out of her mouth. 

She had a second to be disappointed that there was no blood on his chin when she felt something impact the side of her face. The force of the blow sent her stumbling backwards three steps before her legs hit the bed and she fell heavily onto it. 

Tears came to her eyes as she thought "God that had hurt. I've never been hit that hard before Ahhhh." She rubbed her cheek and saw that Tommy was rubbing his chin where she had bit. She saw him look at her with anger and lust and this time had the presence of mind to snap her legs shut after she realized that without her panties on and her skirt up he could see everything.

His expression changed to determination and moved closer using his hands to separate her legs. After a minute he dug his thumbs into her inner thighs which distracted her enough to get her legs apart wide enough to force his one leg sideways in-between them. He pushed forward separating her legs enough to get the other leg between them. She grunted trying to keep her legs closed but he was there and she couldn't shut them. She tried to sit up but he pushed her down with one hand on her sternum. He pushed hard enough to cause her to grunt and to stay down. He used his other hand to undo his pants. When she heard his zipper go down Brittany grimaced as she realized what he was doing and why. 

When he was done pushing his pants and underwear down he looked at her laying there. She was still grunting as she tried to get away but she was going nowhere. He debated how to get his dick hard. He wanted to jam it in her mouth and force her to suck it hard but in her state she would probably bite it, the sucking could come later when he was nice to her enough so the Stockholm syndrome would kick in or if need be he could pull some of her hair out so she wouldn't bite him. Right now he had another way to get his dick hard.

Tommy suddenly dove his head down and started to lick her pleasure hole again. He would lick the whole length then give her clit a quick suck then lick again. The movement caught her by surprise and she let out three groans of pleasure before she could stop herself, a few seconds later he grabbed her clit with his mouth and sucked hard. A louder moan escaped out of her mouth. More licking and sucking produced a fifth groan before she could stop it. He smiled knowing he was getting to her. She started to chant no...no...no in a low voice but he knew she was excited. He smiled more because he could smell her arousal. The sight of her luscious cunt combined with her smell and her groans was getting him hard. He could feel the blood flowing through his dick lengthening it. He kept licking and even though she kept trying to squirm away from him he sucked until he was hard. Just before he stopped she jerked and even though he didn't see it she covered her mouth with both hands to try to block more louder groans. He stood quickly and took a small step forward. She looked at him in greater alarm knowing this was it. Part of her wanted it but she tried to close her legs anyway.

He forced her legs apart more with his body and in a second had his hard shaft stabbing her clit. She jumped and he did it twice more on purpose. He then lowered the tip of his dick to the opening of her cunt. She felt like wrestling but it was so close, she could feel the tip at her entrance, she was afraid that any movement of her body would push it in. 

She let out a "NOOOOO!" in such a plentiful painful voice that it even gave Tommy pause. She was not crying out because she didn't want this jerk inside her and that he was forcing his cock into her, but she thought it was going to be the end of her marriage and she had let all her emotions out in her cry.

He stopped and looked at her but only for a second then he moved forward. Brittany felt his shaft start to penetrate her and then it was gone. She scrunched up her face thinking he had pulled back so he jam it in but then she noticed that his weight was gone. That was when she became aware of noises off to one side. 

Brittany's eyes popped open and she looked over seeing two figures wrestling on the floor. She gasped for even though both were of the same height and same hair style she immediately recognized that one was Tommy and the other was...Jon.

"He just backhanded her; I need to go to stop him." Jon had said over the phone as he was talking to Mike.

"No! Its our job to stop him. Stay where you are. We will be there any minute."

Jon gritted his teeth knowing Mike was right it was their job especially with his injuries he probably wouldn't be able to stop Tommy. But it galled him to watch her fight by herself like that. They better get here fast because she was losing and he wasn't going to let her by raped by that bastard. 

He watched for another minute as Tommy moved in separating her legs, undoing his pants then licked her pussy. Jon knew what was coming as Tommy stood up suddenly. 

"You just ran out of time he's going inside her now!"

He dropped the phone, which landed on the top of a barrel, then headed for an unlocked door he had discovered earlier as fast as his limp allowed him to go.

A voice from the phone could be heard shouting. "Jon...Jon stay away from him, we're almost there."

No answer. Jon had been watching for two minutes or more and it had been hard to keep him from running in to free her, especially after he reported that her ankle was tied with some type of rope. He had done a fast check around the building finding the front door unlocked. He had immediately reported that he had found a window. 

Mike gave the phone a dirty look then said to the driver of the car he was in, "Step on it. Get this thing going faster even if you have to get out and push."

The driver said, "Yes sir" while he stomped on the gas.

Back at the warehouse Brittany was staring at the two men. She heard a grunt of pain as she watched. Jon was able to punch Tommy twice. One was a solid blow to his back but it wasn't enough to stop him while the other was a glancing blow to Tommy's side. Tommy wasn't able to get in the right position to throw a punch back. After a second pained cry she realized that Jon was hurt and that he was losing in spite of the two hits he was able to land. 

Her immediate thought was that she had to help Jon so she scooted off the bed and crawled over to the two men. She wanted to grab Tommy but as she reached for one of his legs a foot impacted against her head hard enough to send her flying backwards where her head landed against the end table by the bed. The two books flew off and she lay motionless for a moment. As she came too she was confused for another moment. Her eyes didn't want to focus, and she felt nauseated. She heard a loud thud as something hit the floor but she couldn't tell where it came from or what it was.

She saw someone standing near her but couldn't tell who it was then she heard many footsteps sounding like a bunch of people running up. She tried to look at them but saw only figures in what could be black vests headed her way. She felt fear as she was able to make out guns in their hands. 

The fear disappeared as she heard a strong commanding voice say, "Police, Freeze!"

She looked at them again and could sort of make out the word POLICE on the black vests. "Jon must have called them," she thought as relief swept through her but along with the relief, came tears. It was as if everything hit her at once and she started sobbing. She couldn't help it. She fought the tears but they just kept coming. 

She heard a voice say, "Can I go to my wife? She needs me, she needs to be comforted and reassured."

A few seconds later she felt a presence behind her and strong arms go around her. 

A calm voice said, "I'm here Brittany honey, everything is ok now."

She kept crying though and still felt nauseated with her eyes and mind still not working right.

Mike was looking at the situation. Two of his men were checking over the guy on the floor. It had looked like he had bumped his head hard on the floor just before they came in.

He watched Jon try to get Brittany to stand while trying to assure her that it was ok now.

Jon said, "Brittany I will ask them if I can take you home. We need to get that damned leash off of you first but ..."

He turned to Mike and asked "Can I take the leash off?"

Mike nodded the same thing he had done when Jon asked to go comfort Brittany. Something wasn't right his instincts were yelling at him but he couldn't see what. He looked around at the bed and the tether around Brittany's leg as well Tommy. He seemed to be able to stand but was woozy and not knowing what was going on. 

He looked back at Brittany and Jon. They were further away then like they had moved when he was distracted. He blinked; Jon was still standing behind her with his arms around her. Just then he heard a series of footfalls headed his way from the front door. He knew without looking whose they were and wasn't surprised when they came up alongside him. A voice he recognized and loved started to say, "That is..."

When it hit him, He raised his weapon at the two people and said, "Freeze Tommy."

"Holding Brittany."

Tommy froze but kept his hold on Brittany. Her mind suddenly cleared for a second and she thought "Tommy's got me again?" She felt his arms tighten around her, going from a comforting embrace to holding her prisoner. Anger flared in her which cleared her mind even more. A certain idea came to the forefront of her mind. Something she had been told many times through Jr. High and high school. One thing she could do if ever held like this.

Brittany lifted one foot high then with all her frustration and anger behind it she brought it down as hard as she could on top of his foot. She felt a satisfactory crunch and heard an even more satisfactory yell of pain. The arms circling her loosened and she slipped down through them. She wanted to stand and slap him just as hard but her momentary clarity vanished and she lay on the floor, fighting nausea and trying to get her eyes to focus right.

After he recovered from his foot being stomped on, Tommy for an instant, thought about running. Until he saw two people with guns pointed at him. As he looked them over he had to stifle a giggle for a second. He couldn't help it the sight of a very pregnant woman pointing a gun with both hands was so ludicrous that it was humorous...for a second. He then saw the look in her eyes and knew she would be more willing to pull the trigger than the big guy standing next to her. He started to raise his hands but saw a motion from the corner of his eye.

On the floor, still trying to keep the contents of her stomach in, Brittany heard a loud commanding voice say, "No Jon!"

On top of it a very angry voice she recognized said "You Son of Bitch!" Then there was a smack sound, a second later a body hit the floor a couple of feet away from her.

"Freeze Jon!" the same command voice said... a short pause then "We got him now." in a more gentle tone. 

Someone knelt down in front of her and tried to take her in his arms. She fought not knowing who it was. 

"Brittany honey it's me Jon."

He was right in front of her and she tried to focus in on his face. She felt a small hand on one shoulder and a feminine voice she knew say, "It really is Jon, Brittany. Tommy is now in custody."

She became aware of a voice saying something about rights and lawyers.

She grabbed hold of Jon and started crying again. Like before she couldn't help it, all of the frustration, fear and sorrow of the past few hours caught up with her again. 

After she was able to catch her breath a bit she managed to say, "I didn't...I...he ...we didn't...he tried to force me to..."

His comforting, reassuring voice said, "I know It's ok. I know he tried to force you, It's okay now."

She put her face on his shoulder and said, "I love you more than anything I wouldn't..."

"Shhh, I know. I love you. I'm here to stay."

She held on to him tighter and cried some more. Knowing that it was Jon seemed to quiet her stomach some and her head cleared again.

Pat said, "I think we need to call an ambulance."

Mike looked at one of his men who said, "It's been taken care of Two ambulances are on their way."

But then she remembered something and lifted her head away, "You're hurt. I saw when you were fighting Tommy. What happened?"

"I got hurt at work. It was a stupid accident."

"When?"

"Two weeks ago, I've been off since but it will be Okay. The doctor said I would recover with rest and taking it easy."

"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked in an accusatory tone.

"We weren't talking much and I just didn't...." his voice died out with a look of embarrassment. 

"You didn't want to see me?"

"No! I mean yes I didn't but I was still thinking about my decision and I was embarrassed it was taking me so long to decide."

While they were talking Pat turned to Mike, "How did you know that was Tommy?"

"It took me long enough to figure it out but it started with the way he sounded when he asked to go see his wife. He wasn't concerned enough. Then it was the way he was holding her, from behind. You'll notice that Jon went to her front to show her who he was, to hold her face to face. Tommy didn't. Finally it was that he called that rope around her ankle a leash. Jon didn't use that term before when he was describing it over the phone. And he was trying to sneak away with her when I was distracted for a moment. I knew something wasn't right but it wasn't until that moment that everything came together."

Pat nodded and it was at that moment that paramedics came running in. They checked over both Jon and Brittany taking them both to the hospital. A male nurse that looked like he could be a weightlifter took care of them while waiting for a doctor. Jon figured that the nurse and Mike knew each other since Jon heard the officer say something about it was still was strange to see the nurse so buff. After the examination it was found that Brittany had a medium concussion and Jon a less severe one caused by his head hitting the floor, which explained why he was unconscious for a quite few seconds and why he was groggy when he came to.