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Four Star

By: Minervous



The young don't know about love—love how it is lived out over years, over life. Nor should they, of course. It isn't yet their time.

Edward is a good man, but tired. For the last several years we have been happy, I guess. We travel and we golf. Sometimes we go to movies or the theater. All in all, we are comfortable and get along. Edward is intelligent and converses well, but the passion is no longer there. After twenty-five years of marriage, I suppose those feelings wane.

There is still sex, of a kind. I am, to use the animal phrase, serviced. Usually twice a month, on alternate Fridays. It is mercifully short, though not sweet. One or two kisses, passion optional, clothes off, dick in.

I now use lubricants. We have no children.

There are times I wonder about this. Edward is an attractive man. He's quite handsome and reasonably thin. His hair is thick, his body toned from gym. I hope I am at least so well preserved. My figure is as trim as ever, thanks to the Stairmaster. The crow's feet are still faint and even they, I've been told, are becoming. They're little smile lines, Ellen. They make you even more beautiful. I wish I could believe that. When I notice men watching me, I am pleased and reassured. I don't know why our love life has gone cold.

We both have jobs of significance. Edward is partner in an accounting firm and I am an architect, so quick cook or home delivery is common for our meals. Ordering out usually means classic fast food cuisine: pizza or Chinese.

I know what you're thinking—sex-starved wife, hot delivery boys. Ooh-la-la.

In my dreams, perhaps.

The pizza guys look young and hung, but also dumb. They suffice for the idle fantasy that accompanies a swift afternoon buzz with my vibrator, but that's all. The movie they play in my mind has sound but no dialogue, if you catch my drift. But the Chinese takeout guy? Let's just say that there, sometimes, is a more subtle flavor. One in particular—tall and angular—a guy with wire-frame glasses. Dark hair, cut neatly and styled short. His name is Tim. I asked. He looks well in jeans. 

I always go to the door. Edward is too busy. He still has his job, his work, brought home. Says there's too much for one man to do, during normal hours. It saps his time.

And it does take time. I have to stand in the living room actively looking out for the delivery car. The entryway is on the side of the house, facing the blank wall of the neighbor's garage, and the porch is set back from the front of the house. It's easy to miss our street number and more than one driver has gone sailing past, taking our food off into the sunset. Tim found the house first try.

I always overtip Tim. It's that nice smile, the dimples like those on Dennis Quaid.

Over time, I've gotten to know a bit about him, the way you do when you chat with someone you see now and then. Nothing too intimate, of course, just things like he's a college student, that he wants to be an artist. Things like that. That he likes baseball.

I like baseball too and we sometimes talk about the local team and commiserate. You know, two games out of first, should we pick up a bat or left-handed relief? Or we talk about art and architecture. I tell him about buildings and line and form. He talks about impasto, stipple, wash. 

"Stipple" always makes me giggle.

We see each other perhaps three times a month. I look forward to it.

Tim, now, gives my fantasies some detail, some depth. I've often wondered if he finds me at least a bit attractive, thought that given the right circumstances I might even take that step to approach, to ask . . . but I wouldn't know how to ask, how to proceed, where to go if he said yes. I wouldn't know what I would do if he turned me down, either. So it always remained friendly talk with just a hint of flirtation to it. And, of course, my steamy dreams.

Then there was tonight. Edward and I had ordered a good meal, though not an unusual one: salt and pepper prawns, potstickers, rice. Tim smiled as he handed me the bag. I blushed and overtipped again. Edward came downstairs as soon as he heard the doorbell, so I merely thanked Tim, brought things inside, and doled the food out onto plates.

Edward picked up chopsticks. He always uses chopsticks with Chinese food.

I wasn't hungry and walked out to the living room. Looking down at the street, I could see Tim's car was still in front. I pulled the gauze curtains slightly apart for a better look. The streetlight is half a block away from our house and although the moon was out, it wasn't very bright. If there was someone in the car, I couldn't tell.

Edward walked past with his prawns and rice. "Work to do, Ellie," he said, "Work." He rumbled off upstairs.

It was very quiet in the house. I listened intently to the silence.

Then, a light tap at the door. Like a ghost's knock.

Again.

I cracked it open. Tim was there.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Mrs. Pierson." His eyes flipped up at me then down, then up and down, like a switch cycling on and off. "I . . . I want to say goodbye. I'm leaving next week for Chicago. Going to grad school there." He looked up again. His face turned a lovely shade of red.

My stomach climbed toward my throat.

"I know I'm just the delivery guy, but you've been so nice." He hesitated, then said, "I've enjoyed our talks."

I made myself smile. "I've enjoyed our talks as well, Tim," I replied, suddenly flushed between my legs.

Tim looked into my eyes and turned his grin full on. All at once it was like everything was Technicolor, and I was wild—wild like I was twenty-two again. Wild and irresponsible and stupid young.   I turned off the porch light, stepped outside, and closed the door.

Tim moved back, confused. Softly I said, "I'll miss you, Tim. I think you need a special tip." In the dim light, I could see his eyes soften with understanding. We came to each other's arms and kissed.

I had often thought of how he would taste, how he would respond. Well and strong he did, but also somehow shy. His kiss was full, but tentative, like some part of him was holding back. "I want you, Tim," I said into his ear, "I want you once before you leave. I want you here, outside. I want you in the open, on the porch."

The young are so predictable, so wonderfully predictable. As we embraced, his hardness pressed toward me through his pants. After one last long kiss, I knelt and worked his belt, his fly, and pushed things down. Out sprung his beautiful thick cock, still only half-erect, sleepy, but interested and eager. I licked it once, just below the head. It bounced in the air, moving toward stiff. Then again—tongue flick/heartbeat/more erect. A small pearl of moisture appeared at the slit. A light dab of my tongue captured it. I licked along the ridge underneath his shaft from base to tip, swirled my tongue around the helmet—once, twice. Then, greedily, I took him in my mouth.

His warmth was incredible, his heavy scent intoxicating. My skin warmed and I felt myself getting wet. As I took him deeper, into the back of my throat, he let out a long low moan. I began to work his cock steadily in and out of my mouth, reaching up to gently massage his balls and rub the tender area just behind them. In. Out. Fast. Slow. When I looked up at his face, his head was thrown back, his mouth open. His breathing became ragged.

Then he put his hand on my head and gently pushed me away. "No," he said in a shaky voice, "I want to fuck you. Let me fuck you." He pulled me to my feet and gave me a deep kiss, then reached up under my shift and pulled my sopping panties down my legs. I kicked them away.

Tim turned me around, toward the railing, and bent me forward. He pushed my skirt up over my hips. Looking over my shoulder, I saw him hold his prick up ready to enter me. I arched my back and he pushed himself slowly, steadily, all the way in. I gasped at his size.

"God, Ellen, you're so wet," he sighed.

Just the feeling of his cock filling me made me tremble. When he began to thrust in and out, my legs were suddenly so weak I had trouble standing up. Tim's hands were on my hips, pulling me back onto him as he pressed forward. My throat hurt from the pressure of shutting down the moans I barely held in check.

Shifting his weight and leaning forward, he angled differently inside me. At the same time, he reached around and with two fingers began to stroke my clit. My skin flashed all over, as if doused with alcohol and set aflame, and I knew it wouldn't be long before I climaxed. The way Tim was groaning, I knew he was almost there as well.

We were so damn close. I bit my lip to keep from screaming and blood ran down my chin. He thrust again, one last deep plunge, and I felt the jerk of his cock and the warm spurt of cum inside me and I came and came and came again. . . .   "Mrs. Pierson?"

My eyes refocused on the camellia next door, its leaves glossy in the bright porch light. I was standing in the doorway and had to step forward onto the porch to look at Tim, who was part way down the steps.

"I've really enjoyed knowing you. Our talks, I mean." He grinned, showing those wonderful dimples.

With my right hand, I steadied myself against the doorframe. "I have as well, Tim," I said. My nipples felt hard and raw against my bra. "Good luck to you. Send me a postcard! And go see Farnsworth House. It's near Chicago. It's an architectural masterpiece."

He waved and bounced down the steps to the street. "I will." His teeth were Cheshire Cat-like in the moonlight. "Thanks." Then he was gone.

After a few minutes, I began to feel chilled. I went back inside, closed the door, and turned the lock. In the kitchen I scooped the leftover food into plastic bins and put them in the refrigerator. The few dishes were loaded into the dishwasher, the kitchen chairs straightened about the table. Then I turned out the lights and climbed the stairs. Edward tap, tap, tapped at the keyboard in his office.

Alone in my bedroom, I opened the dresser. Took out my Magic Wand. 

Four Star Lisa



After seeing my husband off on a week long business trip I was feeling more than a little blue. A day spent window-shopping might just turn the mood around. By the time the afternoon rolled around I was feeling a little better. I had found a cute little cotton sundress to wear when I met my husband's return flight. It was a flimsy little number, cut very low in the front with a hemline that came to mid-thigh. When I had tried it on, the girl in the dress shop told me that she had sold several of them, but that nobody had filled it out quite like me. I was sure she was working me, but I was sold.

My husband is a boob man and the dress was going to make his day when he saw me in it. 

By the time I finished shopping and running by the grocery store for a few things it was late afternoon. The summer heat had reached close to triple digits and i was in desperate need of a shower. I left a trail of clothes from the front door to the bathroom. 

"One of the few good things about being alone," I thought to myself. "I only have to pick up after one person."

I had just kicked off my panties when I noticed the light on my answering machine flashing. I stopped and hit the button, expecting a message from my husband telling me had arrived. I was surprised to hear there were two messages waiting. The first was the message from my husband I had expected. Hearing his voice made me happy. The second message was a pleasant surprise.

"Suzanne," I recognized Lisa's voice instantly. "Hi, its Lisa. I was thinking about you being alone and wondered if you would like to meet for a drink. Meet me at the bar in the Hyatt at 6 pm"

Lisa and I have been friends for close to five years. She knew I would be down in the dumps and the idea of meeting her reinvigorated me. It was thoughtful of her. A few drinks would be just what I needed to make sleeping alone tolerable. 

Checking the clock, I saw that I had just enough time to freshen up and get to the Hyatt at the prescribed time.

I showered; shaved my legs and blew my hair dry in short order. I stopped in front of the full-length mirror and gave myself a once-over. 

"Not bad for a 35 year old married woman." I said to an empty room. My cat licked himself, paying no attention to me.

I powdered my naked body while I surveyed my closet for something to wear. There on my bed was the bag containing the sundress I had purchased earlier.

"Of course!" I thought. " Perfect."

I slipped the dress on quickly. The cut of the neckline made wearing a bra impossible. I decided that I would be naughty and forsake wearing panties as well. I stood in front of the mirror and bent forward as a test to see if my boobs would fall out of the dress. They did not, but I made a mental note to be careful about leaning forward too far.

My husband loves for me to wear high heeled shoes. He likes the look of my legs in them. I slipped on a pair of white ones, grabbed my purse and headed out the door.

It was a few minutes before 6 pm when I parked and made my way to the hotel bar. The lights were low; it took a moment for my eyes to adjust before I saw Lisa waving me toward the booth she had staked out for us.

"Hi," she beamed. "You look great. That dress is so you,"

"Do you really like it?" I said, giving her a peck on the cheek.

"You're joking, right?" she said. "You made every guy in here stop what they were doing to look."

I laughed. Lisa looked absolutely stunning. How she could have put in a full day at work and managed to look so unruffled was a mystery to me. She has the deepest blue eyes I have ever seen. Her long dark hair was flawless, as usual, and her business suit could not hide her trim figure.

"If that's true," I said. "Then the sight of us together will keep them staring."

I slid into the booth opposite Lisa. I signaled to the waiter to bring us two of whatever Lisa was drinking. A moment later we were sipping white Zinfandels. 

"I'm so glad you called Lisa. I was not looking forward to an evening by myself." I said, taking a sip.

"I thought you could use some company," she said. "Its been too long since we had a chance to do this."

I nodded in agreement. The bar was beginning to fill with the business crowd. We watched as a guy settled in at the piano. A moment later he was tickling the ivories.

We spent the next half hour catching up on each other's lives and gossiping about things in general.

Lisa finished her wine and ordered another round. She started to speak, but hesitated.

"What?" I said. "I've known you too long to not notice that you want to say something."

Lisa stared into her glass, running her fingertip around the rim.

"This is a little embarrassing," she said, not looking up.

"You don't have to be shy with me, " I said. "come on, you're making me very curious."

"If I tell you a secret, will you promise not to tell anyone."

she said bashfully. "I would die if you told anyone."

"Of course I promise," I answered. You know me. My lips are sealed."

Our refills arrived and Lisa took a swallow of her wine.

"OK," she started. "I'm just going to say it and have it done."

I leaned forward. "This is so exciting." I said.

"Andre wants to have a threesome." she said, just loud enough for me to hear.

"No!" I said, with a laugh. "How did he bring it up?"

"Actually," she answered. "I sort of brought it up myself."

I felt my eyes widen. "Lisa, I am stunned," I said, touching her hand. "Have you thought about what kind of guy you'd want?"

Lisa's eyes dipped into her glass again. "That's just it,"

she replied. "Its not a guy I've been thinking about. I would like to be with another woman."

"Wow!" I said. "That would be interesting."

"Really?" Lisa answered. "You don't think its too weird?"

"Not at all." I said. "I think a lot of women think about it and I know every man would want that to be the case."

We both laughed and took another sip of our wine.

"I am so glad to hear you say that." Lisa said.

"Have you thought about anyone in particular?" I asked.

Lisa looked up from her glass. "There has really been only one that I even considered."

"Go on," I said. "Tell me about her,"

"Suzanne," she said. "Its you."

I felt my cheeks go flush. For one of the few times in my life i was speechless. A flurry of thoughts raced though my mind. I was flattered, stunned, unsure, and aroused all at once.

After what seemed an eternity, but in truth had only been a moment's pause, I spoke.

"Go on." I said.

"Andre and I both think the world of you and I could never trust another woman that way. God knows Andre

thinks you're very exciting and so do I." she said.

"I feel the same way about you both." I said. "I think you are so beautiful Lisa. And Andre is very attractive to me as well. My husband has been attracted to you since the first time he saw you. He would be so turned on if he could hear us now."

Lisa smiled. "Too bad he's out of town."

I nodded. Lisa took another sip of wine.

"I feel so much better now that I have that off my chest." she sighed.

My thoughts were beginning to clear. I found the idea of being the object of Lisa and Andre's fantasy very exciting. I could feel a stirring within me that both scared, and aroused me. My nipples began to harden.

"What do you think your husband would say?" Lisa asked.

"Jeff?" I said. "He would want to be in on it too."

"He wouldn't be mad?" she asked. "I mean about Andre wanting to fuck you?"

"No," I answered. "I think he'd take it as a compliment. He would probably want to watch you and I together. The pig." I said with a laugh.

Lisa and I both lapsed into a giggle fit that lasted minutes. Finally, I got hold of myself.

"So," I said. "Where is Andre now?"

"He said he might meet us here," Lisa said. "He should be here soon."

"Do you think they have an available rooms here?" I said.

Lisa's eyes widened. "Quit fooling around." she said.

"I'm not fooling," I said. "Lets surprise Andre. I mean if you really want to..."

Lisa downed the last of her wine and slid out of the booth. She held her hand out and helped me out of the booth.

"Lets go before I lose my nerve." she said.

Lisa told the desk clerk that we had had one wine too many and wanted to get a room to sober up. I crossed my arms and rested them on the counter. The clerk looked at Lisa and then at me. I leaned forward and felt the fabric of my dress stretch, leaving an open view of my tits. I watched the clerk's eyes steal a peek at them. My nipples were on display and I liked the attention.

"I think I can help you ladies out," the clerk said with a smile. "In fact, I think I can give you a special rate."

Lisa thanked him profusely and I bent over just a bit further to sweeten his view. He fumbled his way through the registration and reluctantly ended my show by handing over the key card to us.

"My name is Anthony," he said. "And if you need anything else, anything at all, don't hesitate to ring the desk."

"Oh," Lisa said. "We'll be sure to keep you in mind Anthony. Thank you."

We were crossing the lobby to the elevator when Andre

arrived. I called out to him just as he was about to enter the bar.

"Hi Andre," I said. "Lisa and I were just talking about you."

Andre smiled and greeted Lisa with a kiss. "I hope whatever you said was good." he answered.

"Of course it was sweetheart." Lisa replied.

Andre looked a little puzzled. "Shall we get a drink? he asked.

"Suzanne and I have already had a few," Lisa said. "We were kind of hoping to get the next round via room service."

Andre's eyes flashed. He exchanged looks with Lisa, trying to find something in her eyes that would answer his unspoken question. Lisa could only beam and give a quick nod in reply. 

Andre turned his eyes to me. I held out my arms. "Don't I get a hug too?" I smiled.

Andre hugged me gently. I kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear. "Three is not always a crowd. Don't you agree?"

He released his embrace and beamed broadly. "You are so right." he answered.

The three off us stepped into the elevator. The doors closed quietly and Lisa punched the button for our floor.

The elevator was a glass one. We watched as the lobby disappeared and we began to rise.

"May I just say that your dress is pretty awesome," Andre said.

"Why thank you Andre," I answered "You don't think it shows too much cleavage?"

"There's no such thing as 'too much cleavage" he said,

standing back to admire mine.

"I think I'll get me a dress like Suzanne's," Lisa said.

"I think you should," I answered. "You should try this one on when we get in the room."

"Then what would you wear?" Andre asked.

"Do I need to wear anything?" I asked.

"No!" Lisa and Andre answered, in unison.

The elevator reached our floor and the three of us, hand-in-hand, found our room.

Inside, we found a very upscale room with a king-sized bed and a bathroom with a huge, deep bathtub. The three of us took one look at that tub and knew that it would provide some interesting entertainment later. 

No sooner than we had toured the room than we heard a knock at the door. Andre opened it and was greeted by room service. He presented Andre with an iced bottle of wine and three glasses.

"Compliments of Anthony at our front desk." the waiter said.

Andre tipped the man and closed the door. 

"Whatever you did for Anthony, you should keep doing cause its working." he said.

Lisa and I smiled at each other.

"Never underestimate the power of showing a little nipple now and then." I said, still smiling.

Lisa excused herself to freshen up in the bathroom while Andre uncorked the wine. He and I sat on the couch while we waited for Lisa's return.

I broke an awkward moment of silence.

"Lisa and I were talking earlier," I said. "She told me about the fantasy you both have. I must tell you that I am very flattered and more than a little intrigued by the idea."

Andre took a drink of wine. "Lisa and I both find you very attractive Suzanne. This is something that we have both wanted for a long, long time. You're a special person to us and this is not something that we do without a great deal of caring and affection," he said.

"You both are very special to me as well," I answered.

I could never do such a thing with someone I didn't care

about deeply."

Lisa stepped out of the bathroom. Her business suit had been replaced by a white, terrycloth Hyatt bathrobe.

"This is much more comfortable," she said. "Now, what have you two been talking about?"

"We both agreed that you are a beautiful woman Lisa," I said, standing. "And we both love you very much."

Lisa blushed, "I love you both too." she said.

Andre filled Lisa's glass and handed it to her. They exchanged a tender kiss.

"Hey," I said. "Save some of that for me too."

I slipped between them and put an arm around each of them.

"I want to thank you both for rescuing me from having to sleep alone tonight." I said.

Lisa smiled. "I don't know how much sleep we'll be getting." she said.

Andre caressed her neck gently. As he did, I moved closer and kissed Lisa softly on the lips. I had never kissed another woman that way before. I found it wildly exciting and our lips parted to allow our tongues to meet. Lisa's breath was sweet and we lingered in the kiss while my tongue explored her mouth. I found the sash of her robe and gave it a tug. The robe fell open and I slipped my hand inside, Lisa's bare breasts were full and firm. I cupped them in my hands gently. I could feel Lisa's heart pounding in her chest. I took one of her hardening nipples between my thumb and forefinger. She took a short, quick breath as I twirled the nipple softly. I broke our kiss and lowered my mouth toward Lisa's hard nipple. It was a gorgeous shade of crimson, like a ripened cherry. I touched it with the tip of my tongue. She shuddered as though a charge of electricity had run through her. I slipped my mouth over her nipple and sucked it tenderly. Lisa held my head to her chest.

I felt Andre's hand on the back of my dress. He found my zipper and lowered it slowly. When it was down, 

his warm hands on my bare back. His touch was soft and delicate. It made me arch my back and twist in slow, rhythmic motions. He slid his hands further into my dress and around my ribs. I straightened up and allowed Andre to slide the dress off my shoulders. He eased my arms out of the sleeves and rolled the remaining fabric over my thighs. I shimmied my hips and felt the dress fall around my feet. I stepped out of it and turned to face Andre. I looked into his eyes as he stared down at my nakedness.

"I've wanted to see you like this since the first time I set eyes on you," he whispered. "You're even more beautiful than I imagined. Your tits are superb"

Lisa discarded her robe and pressed her own nude body against me. The warmth of our two nude bodies pressing together was magical. 

As we caressed, I found Andre's belt and undid it. I unbuttoned the fly of his pants and unzipped him. His cock was hard and begging to be released from the confinement of his underwear. I let his pants drop around his ankles. Lisa came around me freed her husband from his underwear. Andre's cock was stiff and proud. Lisa gave it a kiss and helped Andre out of the rest of his clothes.

The three of us stood quietly taking in the splendid view of each other's nude body. In my mind there are very few moments that can match the excitement of taking a lover for the very first time. The utter thrill of anticipation is a powerful potion. The sight of both Andre and Lisa doubled my excitement.

Lisa took both Andre and I by the hand and led us to the bed. She eased me down on the bed and motioned for Andre to lay on one side of me while she took the other side. Sandwiched between them, I was showered with the sweet sensation of two mouths exploring every inch of my body and two sets of hands gently caressing me. I twisted and squirmed as they sucked, nibbled and teased my entire body.

I watched through eyes clouded by ecstasy as Lisa sucked and gently bit down on my nipples. Andre lowered his mouth into my lush dark brown bush. I squealed softly as I felt his tongue tickled my clit with feather-soft strokes.

"Ooooh fuck!" I moaned as Andre eased his tongue inside me.

Lisa released my nipple from her lips for a second. I took her hand and managed to have her straddle my head with her legs. She sat on her knees over me and lifted my mouth to her pussy. I placed my hands on the firm cheeks of her beautiful ass and pulled her pussy onto my mouth. The lips of her pussy were warm and slick with her juices. She tasted sweet and I alternated my tongue between her engorged clit and her luscious pussy while Lisa ground her pussy against me in short, quick thrusts. 

Andre worked my pussy like a virtuoso. It was all I could do keep my concentration on doing the same for Lisa.

I felt Andre's fingers slip into my cunt as he took my clit between his lips. 

"Oh yes!!" I uttered as my cunt began to convulse around his fingers. I came with a series of wild, bucking thrusts of my hips. I held Andre's head firmly against my cunt as each thrust increased my ecstasy.

As my orgasm began to subside I released my grip on Andre and pulled Lisa's pussy closer to my mouth. She

cupped my tits in her hands and tweaked my nipples as I brought her to a frenzied climax with my tongue. Lisa arched her back and let wave after wave of orgasm passed over her.

The three of us cuddled each other as we recovered our energy. Lisa kissed me softly and mopped the perspiration from my brow. I could not manage more than a grateful smile.

"I want to watch Andre fuck you Suzanne," Lisa said, smiling sweetly at me. "Would you like that?"

Again, I could barely muster the energy to nod.

Andre slowly kissed and raked his teeth across my tummy. I wiggled and twisted under his tantalizing touch. I felt his hands touch the insides of my thighs and eagerly spread my legs for him. He raised himself up on his forearms and positioned himself to enter my cunt with his rigid cock.

I gasped as Andre's cock slipped easily into me. He lifted my ass slightly and let his cock penetrate me as deeply as I have ever been fucked. Starting with long, slow, gentle thrusts, he drove his cock in and out of my cunt, stopping just short of escaping it completely.

With all the strength I could muster, I contracted the walls of my vagina around his cock. Andre's eyes rolled as the sensation fired his passion.

The speed and power of Andre's thrusts into me picked up as we our hips rocked in harmony. 

Lisa cupped my breasts as her husband continued to drive his cock into the depths of my pussy.

"Faster Andre!" I pleaded. "I want you to fuck me as hard and fast as you can."

Andre sped his thrusts until I could no longer keep time with my hips. 

"Yes, yes, yes, ohhhhh yessss!" I cried out as Andre bottomed out in my cunt.

Within a moment Andre abruptly stopped his trusts. His face twisted and I knew that he was about to explode inside me.

I took Lisa's hand and squeezed it in mine. I was drenched with perspiration as her husband's cock began to empty into me. I held Andre to me and Lisa kissed him as his cock twitched wildly withn my cunt.

"Fill Suzanne's pussy with your cum" Lisa as Andre let his cock spill its contents.

I wrapped my legs around Andre's behind, pulling him as close to me as possible. I held him in my arms and told him how much I wanted him to cum. When he was drained, Andre collapsed in my arms. I rolled us onto our sides and pulled Lisa to us. I kissed her deeply and thanked her for sharing me with her husband. 

We stayed together all night, drifting in and out of sleep. Lisa and I made love to each once and we each fucked Andre once more. Sometime before dawn we filled that huge bathtub with bubble bath and took a long, relaxing bath together.




Four Star Lisa



"I could stare at your bodies all day," I said to them. "This has been such an exciting night."



Four Stars for Miss Dabney



As I sat on the couch with my pants and underwear unceremoniously draped around my ankles, I looked down at the woman who at that precise moment had her mouth slobbering over my dick and began to think about the chain of events that led me here.

The morning started out rather uneventful. A Saturday morning on which I made no plans other than having my 2002 Cougar in for scheduled maintenance at the dealership where I bought it. I'm the type of guy who does everything according to the owner's manual. Oil changes at 6000 miles, coolant changes at 15,000, and so on. It's just the way I am with a car. You take care of the car and it will take you anywhere you want to go relatively trouble-free. The dealership knew this and always treated me as one of their best customers.

Sitting in the waiting room of the dealership, trying read a year old Car and Driver magazine, I took notice of the woman across from me. She wasn't anything spectacular by any definition of the word. She looked to be about in her mid-fifties, a tad bit overweight by what I could tell. Actually I couldn't tell much about her body because of the white baggy sweatshirt and the baggy blue jeans with god-awful elastic around the waist. She wore her salt and pepper hair cut in layers neatly resting just above the ears. Her face looked clean and well scrubbed. Not even a hint of make-up. The one feature of her face, which caught my eye, happened to be her lips. They were full and luscious. One could say they were perfect DSL's or dick sucking lips, if you will. I became so fascinated with those lips that I actually began to fantasize about them being wrapped around my chub. Just thinking about her going down on me made my doink stand to immediate attention. I actually thought for a second or two the old boy would be ripping through the seams of my faded Levi's and making it's way to those wonderful lips. In just a few minutes of studying the matronly woman I became obsessed with her going down and dirty on me.

Now I want to make this perfectly clear, I am not the type of guy who has smooth moves. I'm not an expert when it comes to seducing a woman. True, I have been moderately successful in my 32 years, but it all came down to luck with being at the right place at the right time. To be honest, I prayed this would be one of those moments. 

Then suddenly it all began to fall into place. The service manager came into the waiting room to discuss the servicing of the matronly woman's 1998 Mercury Sable. He informed her they completed the oil change but he noticed since she bought the car there new she never brought it in for regular maintenance servicing. He said since the car was over five years old and even though the mileage was a little under 19,000 he wanted permission to give it a complete maintenance check up. Agreeing, the woman thought it would be a good idea since she and her sisters were driving down to South Carolina for a week's vacation. She didn't want the car breaking down in some strange place. After the service manager left I took the opening and played it for that it was worth.

"Pardon me, I couldn't help but over hear your conversation with the service manager. You never had your car serviced here since you bought it in '98?"

She looked at me with a little embarrassed look on her face. "I actually bought it in 1997 when the new models came out. Since I didn't drive it much I thought it didn't need anything. I don't know very much about cars."

Silently I thought to myself, how typical. But no matter, I just wanted those sweet lips on my cock. I chided her a little bit for not taking better care of her car. She gave a little sheepish grin. "I've been a secretary for 35 years and I always took the bus into work. I only used my car to go shopping or to visit my sisters. I retired early and now I'm starting to use my car more."

As we talked I learned she started working for the same company for all those years when turned 18. So Sweet Lips is only 53 years old. I thought how my mom would be turning 54 this summer. 

We talked for about twenty minutes about our jobs, her early retirement, and the trip with her sisters. I think she also said her name was Jane Dabney. I couldn't really hear it too well because at the exact moment she told me her name a couple of fire trucks drove by with their sirens blearing. Truthfully I didn't care about her name. I wasn't out to fall in love with the woman. Hell, all I wanted was a blowjob from her. 

Just as I was about to make a move the service manager came in and informed me the Cougar was all ready to go and then handed me the bill. He then told Miss Dabney her car would be ready in another twenty minutes and then left. I didn't want to blow (no pun intended) this opportunity so I laid the charm on her.

I told her that I really enjoyed our conversation and I asked would she like to have lunch with me. Suggesting we could meet at he Olive Garden restaurant down the street after the service was through with her car. It was a gamble on my part and in spirit I kept my fingers crossed. Dabney looked at with me a smile and said yes she would love to.

I waited for her at the front of the Olive Garden with restless anticipation. My mind scheming and planning with different ways of seducing the prim Miss Dabney into putting those luscious full lips on my throbbing man missile. My wait lasted only twenty minutes when I saw her Sable pulling into the parking lot. As she got out of her car it suddenly dawned on me this was a tall meaty woman. I didn't realize it at the dealership because all the time we were sitting down talking. Dabney must go at least 5' 9" and a good 175, maybe a 185 pounds. Now I'm 6' even and a little slim at 165 pounds. Truthfully I began to wonder what I got myself into.

As things turned it out while were having lunch I forgot all about her size. She was a witty and bright woman and I found myself enjoying our conversation. Now before anyone gets the wrong idea like I fell for this woman I want to set it straight that I listened carefully for an opening so I could slyly suggest she take me home with her to have my dick sucked. Again Lady Luck showed her radiant head. During our conversation over lunch I mentioned casually I worked for a mortgage company as a closer. This perked her interest almost instantly. As it turned out she wanted to sell her house and move into a small apartment. She said the upkeep of her home was getting to be a bit much for her and the expense was something she didn't need. I could see another opening coming up when Miss Dabney asked the question I hoped she would ask, "Could you please come over to my place and tell me what it's worth?"

I swore I heard a choir singing "Hallelujah". Of course I played it real cool telling her just prepared the closing documents for the mortgages, however I saw enough appraisals to give her a rough estimate. I followed her to her house from the restaurant, which only took a matter of about ten minutes. 

The house certainly reflected its owner I thought. Very well kept lawn in front of a small brick home, probably built in the early 1930's. The tour consisted of her showing me the basement, the two bedrooms, the bath, the kitchen, dinning room, and finally the living room, each room of the house being perfectly neat and orderly. Just like the owner's life. Now here I am planning to put a little disruption into an otherwise uneventful lifestyle.

We stood in the living room talking about what I thought would be a fair market value of the house and I gave her what I figured to be a fair estimate. Then an awkward silence followed. That's when I thought, "Oh what the hell." I took her quickly in my arms and kissed Miss Dabney hard and long. Her tongue quickly responded to my kiss, flicking furiously against my probing tongue. She let out very low, soft moaning sounds as each kiss became more intense. My hands slid down very easily in the back of her elastic waistband jeans. I felt the silky smoothness of her panties against my palms. I kneaded her soft full rounded ass with my fingers and grinded my pelvis into hers. 

Just letting her know that my cock had become granite hard. I can't believe how Miss Dabney responded by thrusting her hips forward and grinding her covered pubis mound against my crotch. She had my head in her hands and by now the kiss became more passionate as her tongue heatedly explored the inside of my mouth. Truly, I don't remember what happened next, just that here I am sitting on the couch with my pants around my ankles and her lips around my dick. As her mouth released my cock I could see little strings of her spittle hanging from my dick's head to her lower lip. The sight made me even hornier than when everything first started. Then she went back down on my member with fury making slurping wet sounds and at the same time massaging my balls with the expertise of a professional masseuse. 

Her lips and tongue were driving me to the point of sexual madness and now I wanted to fuck her wildly and blindly. Clothes were flying everywhere in crazed abandonment. In short time I could admire her plump figure. Her perfectly sized tits swayed with each motion of her body, the nipples erect and succulent looking. I licked and played with them like a hungry baby, as she hissed out, "YESSSS".

Miss Dabney's meaty hips fit perfectly to the flow of her body. Then I looked at her pussy, covered in a thick tuff of dark brown pubic hair. I could barely make out her swollen labia poking out from her sweet pussy patch. I slowly ran the middle finger of my left hand between her pussy lips. Miss Dabney let a loud sexually heated moan as the finger glided up her slit. The moist stickiness of her snatch clung to my finger. The air began to fill with the musky scent of her sex as she took in quick swallows of air while my finger manipulated her excited clitoris. I bent down to her wet crotch and took in the aroma of her sex. It smelled of Ivory soap with just the slight aroma of urine. My tongue just lightly glided over Miss Dabney's clitoris. Her hips rose up as she sucked in a deep breath. I began to work my tongue quickly on her clit, flicking it in a back and forth motion. I tasted the saltiness of her pussy as I placed my tongue in her vagina, which by now was overflowing with Miss Dabney's love juices. She squirmed with sexual delight as she took the back of my head and pushed my face deep into her snatch. Then out of nowhere she screamed, "FUCK ME NOW!"

She threw herself back on the couch, legs straight up in a flayed vee, her pussy partly gaping and gleaming with her juices. Of course I dove in with a hunger, my hard cock finding its target with a magical ease. Each furious hard thrust from me met with an equally hard upward movement from Miss Dabney's hips. She wanted me in there and wasn't about to let me out easily. The sound of flesh pounding flesh, and the animal sounds we both made filled the room with sexually ravaged electricity. I could feel her fingers digging into my ass cheeks as I bit on her shoulder. As I fucked her with savagery I never knew before, I slipped my hands onto her ass cheeks and squeezed with all my might. Her reaction lifted me off the couch for a split second and just as quickly slammed me back into her. I then took the index finger of my right hand and shoved it up her asshole. "OOOOOOOOH FUUUCK!" she screamed out. 

So here I am, pounding the living hell out of a retired, middle-age sex machine. She just wanted to drain me of everything I had in me. Then I came in a thunderous rush of hot semen. I knew it filled up her womb because some of it began to ooze back onto my dick. When I finally pulled out after ejaculating the most amount of cum I ever did in my life, I stared down at her pussy. It was a luscious cream pie, her juices and my cum mixed and glazing Miss Dabney's pussy hair. Then I flopped my self backwards onto the couch, breathing heavily and trying to recoup myself from the dizziness I felt.

"I have a confession to make." She said demurely, leaning over and gently putting her arms around me.

"What would that be?" I asked with a hint of curiosity in my voice.

With a little wicked smile she said, "When I first saw you at the car dealership I wanted to get into your pants."

"Really?"

"You see, when I worked as a secretary I never took a chance on anything. Not even promotions at my job. I always wanted to play it safe because I never had enough confidence in me to go out and grab the things I wanted.. Now, since I've retired I promised myself I would go for broke and do the things I never dreamed of doing before."

There's irony for you. Here I thought I would be the devious one and there she is plotting and planning my seduction. Well, four stars for Miss Dabney. I like this woman.

I put my arms around her neck and gave her he longest, sexiest kiss I have ever bestowed on a woman. She just sighed and gave a whispery. "Wow."

That's it. That's my story. We talked for a little while afterward and exchanged phone numbers. Miss Dabney promised to call when she got back from vacation with her sister. We plans to go a little camping trip to Allegheny National Forest for that weekend when she got back. After all she never went camping before and I never made love in the woods before. Sounds like a great afternoon with Miss Dabney to me. 



Four Stops From Home



Chloe hated having to ride the trains to and from work. Her car was smashed into by some arsehole, while it was parked out the front of her friends place two weekends ago. So until she could save up some money for the repairs, trains and buses were her only option. She was reading a good book to pass the time, but it couldn't block out her horrible surroundings. The trains were always the fucking same. Dirty and vandalised, with seedy looking passengers, some asleep on the seats. Chloe stopped reading her book and suddenly felt nauseous, sure that the overly rich pasta she'd had for lunch was rising. Even though it was nearly midnight, Chloe still couldn't believe she was the only female in the carriage.

She looked around and counted five men. Two of the men looked like they lived on the street, the other three were a mixture; fairly old and not the sort of people she would associate with. She buried her face back into her book. At the next stop, the three homeless looking men got off, and she was relieved, the smell had been nauseating. Lost in her book, Chloe didn't look up again until two stops later, when she noticed that the only remaining passenger was about to get off. Just as the doors were about to shut, three young men clambered aboard, They were obviously under the influence of something or other; talking loudly whilst pushing and shoving each other, laughing hysterically the whole time.

Chloe started to feel uncomfortable and thought about going into the toilet and staying there till her stop, but that was at least an hour away. Snap out of it dickhead! As if they'll even notice you're there. Just read your book and grow up! She said to herself. Feeling more at ease she started reading again. Now fully immersed in her book, Chloe jumped with surprise as one of the young men plonked himself down on the seat next to her, and with way too much confidence for her liking, introduced himself as Nick. 

When she smiled thinly and put her head back into the book, he loudly said "Hey don't be stuck up I just wanted to talk to you. Maybe find out your name?" Chloe looked at him for a second, concerned with his attitude, thinking how things could easily get sour real quick.

"My name is Chloe, nice to meet you Nick" and with another smile started to read again.

"What's your problem Chloe? Not very fucking friendly are you?" Chloe started to feel really uncomfortable, especially when the other two guys sat down.

"Hi guys, Big night out huh?" she said trying to smile warmly. They all laughed and agreed. 

"Yeah pretty big so far," one replied. "And what about you, what's your story? Bit late to be on a train by yourself." He asked staring at her chest.

"Um, I'm just heading home from work, nothing special that's for sure," she said with a slight tremble in her voice.

"So where's your boyfriend Chloe? Nick asked. She felt a twinge of panic as her stomach knotted with apprehension. 

"I don't have one at the moment actually" She replied, feeling herself blush slightly.

"What? A drop dead gorgeous girl like you should have guys lining up!" 

Chloe smiled weakly. "You would think so wouldn't you, but no not at the moment" 

Nick moved as close as he could to her and with false empathy whispered softly in her ear, "I could be your boyfriend sweetheart, well at least for tonight" And he brazenly put a hand on her thigh, just above her knee.

Chloe let out a nervous little laugh and said "You seem like a nice guy, but you're a little too young for me" Nick feigned offense, and he puffed out his chest.

"Hey I'm twenty! How is that too young? What are you forty or something?"

Chloe smiled "Do I look forty? Gee thanks a lot! Actually I'm twenty seven" Nothing was said for far too long, her discomfort growing rapidly, until Nick broke the silence.

"Are you telling me you wouldn't like a fit and horny twenty year old catering to your every desire?" He leaned back against the seat with her and moved his hand higher on her leg coming to rest in the middle of her creamy white thigh. Chloe felt a small surge of panic as she contemplated her situation, not knowing what to do, she told herself to relax anyway, and that these guys were harmless; just young and full of cum, that's all.

Nick gave her thigh a little pat and said "I mean what could be better? Mmmm, I reckon three horny young men would HAVE to be better! " At this comment his two mates laughed and both moved a little closer, increasing her feeling of discomfort, now amplified with apprehension. She couldn't think of what to say or do and felt a growing sense of unease, only able to offer a weak smile, while she crossed her legs, not thinking about what she was doing, she trapped Nick's hand between her thighs, and he instantly grinned wolfishly.

"That's better Chloe hmm mmm" He said as he started working his hand higher. She squeezed her thighs shut tight, stopping any more northward movement from his hand, and told him quietly that his hand shouldn't be there. 

"You're right Chloe!" Nick removed his hand from her thighs and placed it directly on the swell of her left breast, saying; "It should be here!" Chloe pushed his hand away violently but he kept up his assault and after a brief struggle, his hand was back on her tit, squeezing it roughly. 

"Yeah baby that feels so hot" And before her brain could process what was happening, his other hand was on her right breast, squeezing and kneading them both. After using all her strength trying to remove his hands, she could feel defeat looming. Her hands were now weakly holding his wrists and she knew it was impossible to stop his molestation.

Chloe felt stricken with fear now, her paralysed brain trying to work out what the fuck was happening to her; but all she could come up with was more fear and a rising panic inside of her. After a very long twenty seconds she tried again to remove Nick's groping hands, firmly stating that she didn't want to be touched like that.

"Don't you like sex Chloe? Come on everyone LOVES sex! I mean what's not to enjoy about it!?" Nick taunted her.

"My sexual behaviour is no-one's business but my own, thank you" She knew she had failed at sounding superior and self- assured and they knew it too, all three of them laughing lightly, their stares adding to her discomfort. Chloe felt like a deer in headlights, unable to move or think properly, her brain frozen with fear, head down, hoping that it would just end. Nick stopped feeling her tits to put an arm around her other hand resting on her thigh. 

"I love sex. How about you guys?" Nick spoke with a calm confidence that was quite unsettling, smiling when his mates both replied.

"We both love sex and know how great we are at it!" they spoke in unison and all three laughed loudly together, soon after Nick turned to her.

"See everyone loves sex Chloe!" And slowly stroked his hand on her thigh, "I'm willing to bet big money, that you love sex too Chloe, you probably crave it! But I will have a guess, and say that your boyfriend broke it off with you, oh... at least a year ago, and you have not been with anyone else at all, since he left, am I close?"

Chloe sat there not knowing what to say. She had caught her boyfriend fucking some young slut, roughly six months ago; leading him to tell her to fuck off, if she couldn't put up with it. She had been devastated by his blatant lack of love, and she was still finding it hard to trust men, even now, her only sexual activity was with her dildo and vibrator. Chloe had become a pro and got right in to it, working herself to consistently good orgasms that satisfied her in more ways than one, but also leaving herself feeling lonely and hollow after she was done.

She was so pissed off that this little cunt was right, that she gave her best sexy smile and said looking straight at him.

"I actually ended our relationship, to concentrate on my studies, and last weekend i had two sexual partners, one on Friday night, the other Saturday night!" Feeling better after that, she relaxed a little feeling her body loosen a bit. Nick was staring at her with a sad look on his face

"Chloe it seems to me, that what you're saying is that you are a right little slut! Getting cock whenever you want, with whoever you like! Is that true Chloe?" She felt her confidence leaking away under his stare, and replied weakly.

"Yeah something like that .Isn't that what being single is all about?" Nick kept his unsettling stare up and she looked down into her lap.

"So? What the problem seems to be is that you think you are better than any of us, and none of us are worthy enough to put our cocks in your precious little pussy!" Chloe felt very frightened at this turn of events, especially when she saw the looks on the other two faces. To her, they were looking at her like she was a piece of meat, no more. "We would fuck you like you've never been fucked before! Filling your pussy, mouth and arse with our hot creamy cum and leaving your entire body feeling like it's under the influence of the most mind blowing ecstasy pill on the planet, and you won't even give us a chance? Aw well" He said shaking his head, as he slid his hand up her thigh and almost grabbed at her snatch. 

"FUCK OFF!" she screamed and slapped his hand away. "Just leave me alone!" Chloe grabbed her stuff, got up and sat on the seat behind. 

"That's not very nice Chloe! We were getting so cosy too!" They all faced her; acting sad, pretending to cry and shit and Chloe decided she would get off at the next station, even though it would be at least 4 stops early. She would just ring a taxi and get the fuck home. Nick and his two friends got up and once again sat beside her, one across from her, putting his feet up on her seat between her knees, using them to make her knees apart.

When Nick grabbed her breast again, she folded her arms over her chest, slowly getting his hand off her tit, but just as she accomplished that, the guy on her other side roughly jammed his hand between her thighs and managed to cup her sex, his mate using his feet to keep her legs spread apart. Chloe was panicking and started to feel light headed, but before her anxiety stripped her mind away temporarily, the announcement of the next station snapped her out of it and she grabbed her things and pushed her way to the doors.

"Don't go Chloe, we just wanted to have a good time with you, that's all, come on" Chloe ignored them and ran out the doors as soon as they opened, not looking back for a second.

When she got outside onto the street, she quickly lit up a cigarette and called a taxi. They told her one would be there in 20 mins to half an hour. Chloe slowly began to relax as she took long deep drags of her smoke and soon realised she needed to pee. Within a minute or so her bladder started to hurt. There was no hope in hell she would be able to hold on till she got home. She looked around for a suitable place to squat. It was almost pitch black dark. Most of the streetlights weren't working and it seemed only a couple flickered, either way none of them were of any use to anyone.

It sure seemed different at night. Not what Chloe would have expected by passing it during the day. 'Yeah great place to get off a train by yourself,' Chloe thought to herself. 'Grow up, your twenty seven years old, now stop letting your mind wander, do a piss and before you know it the taxi will be here. It sure as hell beats still being on that train.' Chloe saw a garden wall just a few metres away. It was the perfect place to pee, even if there was someone around they would have no chance in seeing her. As her bladder finally emptied, she started to pull up her panties when she heard the sound of voices. She couldn't believe her luck. How embarrassing, she thought, with a slight chuckle. She sat as quiet and as still as possible and waited for them to pass.

Chloe felt a massive jolt of panic surge through her as she recognised the smug voice of Nick. Her body started shaking and she hoped that they would think she wasn't there and move on. The voices got closer and closer again, till she realised they were just on the other side of her wall! 

"We would have seen her up or down the street if she kept running, so she's probably hiding in a bush or something. Don't worry boys we'll be spit roasting that bitch tonight! Fuck she was sexy. I've got to get into her pussy. I know she'll be as tight as a motherfucker!" 

They all laughed together before beginning their search for her. Chloe sank as low as possible, and pressed herself tight up against the wall. She knew this was as good a spot as any; with zero light and a wall big enough to hide her body, but no-where was completely safe. Minutes went by and she thought that they were further away from her now,allowing a little relief to slowly wash over her, and even some of her panic faded as well. She shifted her weight, slightly stiff now from staying so still, and then relaxed against the wall again. Chloe could not hear them at all, and she slowly started to edge along the wall towards the street, and where the taxi should arrive. When she got to the end of the wall she peeked around it and saw no-one. Just as she prepared to make a dash for the street, she was dismayed to hear their voices again and immediately squatted down, keeping as still as she could. 

"She has to be around here somewhere. Did anyone look behind the back of that building and the wall?" Chloe felt her stomach tighten again. The fear was almost unbearable, and she began to feel faint.

`What am I going to do?' she thought frantically, their voices closer again, making her heart pound inside her chest like it was trying to escape. She looked for an escape but had to snap her head back into the shadows, as one of them came around the back of the wall looking here and there. Her heart raced as she slowly edged towards the other end of the wall, away from the guy looking for her. She got to the end and once again she had a quick peek around the wall, and almost had a heart attack at the sight of Nick coming straight at her, not seeing her, as he had his head turned, telling his other friend to check the back of the building that she was heading towards. 

Chloe was trapped! Her body suddenly felt numb with panic and fear. She held her breath and waited helpless, for him to come round the corner and spot her in hiding. Nick's body appeared as he rounded the corner, and in a burst of fear fuelled adrenaline Chloe drove herself toward him, swinging her fist through with a solid hit to his groin, and she watched in satisfaction as he doubled over sputtering.

"You fucking bitch!" Nick held his crotch painfully and rolled onto his side. Chloe sprung up over him and ran, glancing back to make sure he was still incapacitated. She headed for the street, getting to the end of the old building thinking exhaltedly that her escape was certain now. Pain suddenly exploded in her head and Chloe found herself looking up at the stars in the night sky. Her left forehead throbbed horribly as she lay there semi-conscious.

When she felt hands pulling at her legs, she tried to make her groggy body get up, but its response weak and slow, and her attacker suddenly grabbed her arms, bringing both of them behind her back,and before she could even attempt to stop him, he tied her hands together. When she opened her mouth to scream for help, it was stuffed with a wad of cloth. Chloe felt the hands from behind, tighten some sort cord around the entirety of her head, holding the cloth firmly in place; preventing her from screaming for help, or from making any noise at all for that matter.

The hands from behind lifted Chloe up, and spun her around to face Nick, who now stood before her. Chloe could see the anger on his face and knew that she would be repaid for the pain that she had caused him.

"Did you actually think you could get away?" Nick was still nursing his crotch tenderly, as he crouched down to look into her eyes as he continued; "Now we have you, and we aren't letting you go until we get what we want, isn't that right boys?" He grabbed her thigh, giving it a little squeeze as he looked to his mates for a response. Chloe felt herself sag in defeat as they grunted and laughed, her mind registering with unease that the other two were rearranging themselves on and off, their excitement obviously not the only things growing.

"We're going to fuck her so hard she won't be able to walk for a week!" The other two agreed, with pure lust and excitement in their voices. 

Chloe struggled weakly with Nick, her head was still spinning from the blow she'd been given. When they tried to get her up against the wall, her body finally responded, and she twisted and pulled herself partly free, but when she attempted to kick at Nick, he easily grabbed her foot causing her to hop around comicly, totally off balance, her arms flailing wildly. Chloe felt herself falling to the ground, but instead fell against the guy behind her his hardened crotch pressing against her tied hands. Chloe tried to stay upright, but was tripped and they let her fall, rather gently,to the ground holding her firm.

Chloe knew that she had no hope in getting free. She panicked when she realised, that she was now in the perfect position for all three of them to do whatever they wanted. The second guy grabbed her free foot and she felt her legs being pulled apart. They lifted her slightly, and the guy behind her positioned himself so that her upper back was resting in his lap. She could feel his rock hard cock jabbing into her, but Chloe knew that was the least of her problems. Nick began slipping between her thighs, his free hand cupping her mound, applying pressure and squeezing obscenely.

"This pussy is giving off some serious heat!" and he high fived the friend who held her other foot, both of them high with sexual anticipation. Chloe's fear and panic gave her enough strength to twist her body sideways allowing her to almost close her legs completely.

"Now how is that going to work Chloe?" Nick asked in a sadistic voice. "We have to keep those gorgeous legs of yours, spread nice and wide, so we can get to your hot wet pussy!" Chloe struggled harder, but they grabbed her ankles and forcibly spread her legs apart. This time, when Nick knelt between her thighs, he grabbed her panties, and with a couple of rough tugs she felt the shock of cold air hit her now naked and exposed crotch. He continued and ripped her undies completely off, shoving them into his shirt pocket. 

"Now that's better, no need to hide something so beautiful girl." He cupped her hot sex firmly, moaning with lust before slipping his middle finger into her slightly moistened box.

"You're cunt is so fucking tight Chloe! God damn, that's incredible. I can't wait to get my dick in there, aw fuck!"

Chloe tried struggling against their assault, but the guy holding her other leg just tightened his grip, Nick adding another finger inside of her, pushing deep too qui,ckly and with such force, that she could feel his knuckles bruising her soft, delicate mound. Nick stopped finger fucking her and she watched in disgust as he removed his digits and sucked her juices off, moaning lewdly. Chloe felt her hands being untied, but then quickly retied above her head. She was rearranged gently, and was now lying flat on her back. Chloe realised all three men now had their hands free to do whatever they liked. She felt an assault begin on her breasts. 

"Fuck boys, she has damn near perfect titties!" The guy from behind stated as he rolled them around in his hands, tweaking her hard nipples with just enough force, that it began to hurt. 

"Well, let's have a closer look at them beauties hey?" Nick gripped her blouse at the right shoulder, his mate grabbing it on the other side. Nick told him to rip, and seconds later they had torn her top completely off, totally exposing her upper body. Now there was only her bra between their hands and her breasts, and before she knew it, the guy behind her unclasped her bra, whipping it off and saying;




Four Stops From Home



"Feast your eyes on these puppies!" Chloe felt her nipples harden painfully as the cool night air hit them, but within seconds her attacker's hands had warmed them up with his rough grabbing and squeezing. She realised that she could not get away from them or even fight them, so for her safety and mental wellbeing she decided to just go limp, catatonic, and when it was finally over, she would get herself home and never, ever speak or think of this incident ever again.

Chloe heard a zipper and looked down in horror as Nick pulled his jeans completely off, and stood there in his undies, his obvious erection making a tent, and it was pointing straight at her naked pussy. She instinctively tried to break free, but his mates held her firm, the guy behind constantly mauling her breasts, tugging strongly on her nipples.

"Finally I get to feel this pussy of yours around my cock!" Nick said lustily his glazed eyes boring into her sex, making her panic hysterically. Chloe yelled and screamed, but the scrunched up cloth in her mouth muffled her cries almost completely. She tried to turn her body away, and close her legs, or even free one leg to kick at them... something!... anything, to avoid what was obviously coming next. When she looked down again, Nick had removed his undies, and was holding his straining cock in his right hand. She felt him manouvre close enough to penetrate her, and automatically began thrashing herself around. But they were far too strong and after the initial surprise of her struggle, she was kept relatively still.

`Just hurry up you asshole' She thought, feeling nauseous as Nick's cock touched her opening once, then twice! before he just held it there, the large flared head of his cock, was nestled in the folds of her relatively dry labia. It lay poised and ready to invade her tightness as soon as it's master chose. 

"Still a bit dry down there hey?" Chloe watched in total disbelief as he changed position, his head now between her thighs. With a loud moan, he started kissing the insides of her spread thighs slowly, from top to bottom, in a kind of circular pattern, slowly getting closer to her bare sex, almost touching it with his mouth, before starting the pattern again.

`What the fuck is this guy doing?! Chloe thought, totally unable to process what was happening. In her mind rapes were extremely violent, rough and rapists certainly held no concerns for their victims. Chloe imagined that a person who had been raped would look like she had been bashed, but so far she really hadn't been hurt at all, just a bit of rough handling. Here she was being held down with only enough force necessary by two guys, the third ready to shove his cock in her and he was worried about lubrication. Totally unbelievable! she thought 'This can't be for real'. 

"Fuck your pussy looks hot.... and the smell!? Amazing!" Nick declared his nose brushing her pubic hair devillishly, when he inhaled her scent again deeply.

Not only was Chloe in shock from being raped, but she also couldn't believe the way that it was happening. He's being so gentle, she thought, just like any other lover she'd had. It was as if he wanted her to enjoy what was happening!

'Snap out of it, you are being raped here' she thought to herself derisively `They are fucking pigs, rapists, total scumbag motherfu...... '. Her thought patterns were suddenly sent all over the place, when her brain actually recieved, and processed the pleasure signals sent from her body, and to her shock; she actually FELT what he was doing to her; the warmth of his mouth, as he kissed tenderly all over her thighs and crotch, and she squeezed her eyes shut tight, in an attempt to deny her desire for this sexual contact.

Nick still hadn't kissed her opening, or clitoris directly yet, he'd let his wet lips touch her outer folds briefly here and there teasing her sex cruelly, but even though he was dying to eat her out he held off, knowing soon, after all his skilful ministrations and sexual taunting,that no matter how hard she tried to deny it; she would soon crave the sexual contact too.

Chloe was compelled to look at Nick's mouth as it hovered tantalisingly over her aching vagina. Suddenly it dawned on her, just how fucking sly he actually was! Deliberately enflaming her sexual organs on an unconscious level! He was going to make it impossible for her to be totally unresponsive, how could she act like a corpse when her body and pussy felt so on fire and alive! Nick's controlled kissing and touching was intended to arouse her, even if her mind tried to deny it he knew the bastard, that her body would be helpless to resist it's primal desires, and he was awakening them in just the right way too! "I love these tits! Ten out of fucking ten!" The male behind her remarked, as both of his hands remained in constant contact with her breasts. He too, seemed to have no desire to hurt Chloe with what he was doing; his hands were no different to any lover she thought, and she conceded that it would feel fucking hot if it wasn't for the fact that she was being raped!

Chloe's mind reeled, when her passionate gaze was drawn inoxerably to the guy holding her left leg apart. His jeans were unbuttoned and pulled apart at the crotch, and he now knelt there slowly rubbing his very hard penis, staring lust drunk, at the sex show before him. Chloe was on fire with intense sexual sensation, watching with an aching pussy, as Nick got closer and closer to kissing her sex. Her head rolled from side to side, eyes closed with pleasure, snapping open at the feel of hot flesh on her left cheek, and she watched with great excitement, as the man next to her, pulled his throbbing member away from where it had touched her, leaving a thick rope of seminal fluid connecting his burning crown, to her sexually flushed cheek.

Chloe's mind raced and her heart hammered away madly inside her heaving chest, and she was surprised at just how turned on she got looking at it. She could almost see it completely through his thin white underwear, especially since he had sneakily crept alot closer to her head from his original position. It was dangerously close to her face now, and she couldnt handle watching him slowly rub his manhood, and her head rolled back languidly, a slight, muffled noise of pleasure escaping her lips.

When Chloe looked back moments later, she caught him shuffling torward her, breath quickening, as she now had a rock hard cock no more than ten inches away from her face. The engorged head pulling the material of his undies so tight, she could clearly make out every detail of his crown, feeling a slight twinge in her groin, as the pre-cum leaking from it, wetted a circle in the material, that snugly wrapped around it. As she reluctantly let herself experience the sensations coming from her breasts, her will crumbled a little more, and she just had to stare transfixed, at the powerful looking cock in her face, it was pulled to the side, its owner stretching his underpants around it, revealing its glorious details to her hungry stare.

Chloe definately felt her burning snatch moisten, as she used her eyes to trace the thick throbbing vein, that run up the length of his cock, and she felt most of her control slip away, as he pointed it back toward her mouth, grabbing the waistband, and slowly letting the head slip free, when it fully emerged, the fluid on its tip glistened so sexily, she had an almost uncontrollable urge to lean forward and lick it off, lucky she was gagged really, or she would have went the wet shiny potent looking hardness, the image made her shiver with lust. 

Her pussy gave an intense pulse, and began to throb maddeningly, when Nick placed a warm, wet, lingering kiss, about half an inch above her throbbing clitoris. Because he had teased that area for so long, it was almost felt, as if he had kissed her clitoris directly! She was horrified with herself, when it occurred to her that; judging by how amazing that had just felt, his mouth actually kissing her sensitive little bud, would definitely blow her mind and resistance away! Hang on a minute there! What the fuck was she thinking?! Had she lost it!? Chloe snapped herself out of her dangerous thoughts, and squeezed her eyes shut, as tight as she could, trying desperately to block it all out.

There is no way she could enjoy this, she thinks. This is not what she wants. She wants to be let go, she wants this to end. All these thoughts kept going round and round in her head, but it became impossible for her to ignore, especially when, after licking her outer lips, Nick devoured the entire top half of her snatch, sucking gently and flicking her nub with his tongue. Chloe moaned denial, her head shaking from side to side, whispering hollow protests. But her body had already surrended to sexual desire, the need for climax was now paramount. Nick knew exactly what he was doing to her, obviously a seasoned professional. The bastard!

Chloe had never felt anything like it though, ever. It was simply amazing. Igniting her sexual desire like never before, and she found herself licking her lips, as she stared trance-like at the engorged cock, being rubbed, practically in her face. So stricken with sexual desire she hardly noticed the cord being untied from her head. She was ashamed deeply and confused that, although she now could, she didnt spit out the cloth gag and scream for help.

Chloe felt disgusted in herself, as instead of crying for help, she felt an awfully strong desire, to move towards the pulsatinng meat, and take it into her mouth. Just when she was sure she would give in to her lust, he pulled his jeans down to his knees, and thrust forward; his fluid soaked head, mashing into her semi closed lips, pushing the wad of cloth gagging her to the side, some of it falling from her lips. Chloe responded by spitting the rest out, letting him push his entire, throbbing head, past her dry lips. Chloe overtaken with lust could not stop her tongue from enveloping, the hot, velvety flesh, as it forced its way into her quietly panting mouth. Her lips greedily sealed around the hot, spongey tip, and before she even knew what she was doing, had begun sucking frantically on the throbbing head, her mind lost in sexual ecstacy. Moments later though, she spat out his erection, and turned her head away with shame, as she felt the need to have it back in her mouth, almost overwhelming. 

"Jesus Christ girl!, your pussy tastes so fucking sweet!" And with that remark, Nick continued to slowly drag his warm tongue, through her heavily moistened slit. He began his oral pleasuring just above her asshole, and finished at her clit, letting the tip of his tongue circle her swollen bud several times, before he gently sucked it into his warm mouth, tongue still gently flicking her button. After a few exquisite seconds he stopped to say;

"You have the hottest, tastiest tightest pussy, I have ever had! I could eat you for hours." He returned his mouth to her aching sex, flicking her clit slowly for a while, before shoving his tongue, as far as possible into her dripping hole, teasing her little arsehole with the tip of his middle finger as he did so. 

Chloe felt her control slip, with what his mouth, tongue and finger were doing to her. It was well over a year since her last sexual experience, and her body had been aching for touch. She knew it was wrong, but no matter how hard she tried to stop herself, she could feel her mind fully connecting to her sexual sensations. Her whole body felt like it was being touched by the hands of lovers, skilled lovers, that only wanted to caress and pleasure her. Chloe was falling deeper and deeper, into erotic thoughts that were becoming too intense to handle. Chloe knew that she would not be able to resist them for much longer, and then she would lose all of her remaining self control, and then, she would have no choice, but to surrender her body to the sexual needs of three rapists.

The feeling of strange hands massaging her breasts, Nick's hot mouth and smooth tongue, smothering her pussy, while a third stranger's hands roamed all over, touching whatever he wanted, was driving her crazy. The aching need throbbing from her sex was making her feel light headed as she tried to focus on the cock head, that was poking out from its underwear confines. It bobbed up and down hypnotically, from it's owners movements, mere inches from her craving mouth. 

Chloe was feeling overwhelmed by the whole situation, all the things her body was experiencing combined with the sound of their fast and excited breathing, was creating a powerful feeling in her groin and tummy, it all began to build up in such a way, that she knew it would completely consume her. Her pussy was throbbing deeply, in time with her heart beat now, the licking and sucking that it got driving her wild with passion. It felt so good, Chloe had to open her eyes, and watch Nick devour her snatch noisily, her ears practically ringing with the wet slurping sounds that he made, and she realised that she was beginning to enjoy this on every level. 

Her sexual excitement was so great, that instead of alarm she felt lust and desire, as she watched the third guy pull his underpants all the way off, sliding them down to join his jeans around his knees. His straining, totally engorged cock free, pointing at her, like an accusing finger. Her mouth suddenly dry, as she watched him wrap his hand around it, starting to stroke himself slowly, squeezing more fluid out of the tip, mesmerising Chloe. As it started to hang from the swollen tip, in several thick, obsene looking strands, she had an urge to clean it all up with her mouth, and suck his powerful looking meat, until the rest of his sex juice was hers to taste and swallow.

She could now feel the erection from behind, rhythmically pressing into her back, harder than before, and couldn't stop herself from feeling overtaken with lust at what was transpiring, her body actually arching in pleasure as her pussy was tongue fucked, Nick rubbing her aching clit in a circular motion. The guy behind her stopped playing with her tits and she felt him too, release his cramped hardness; now all three of them with aching, swollen members that wouldn't go away until they all got full relief.

Chloe felt the guy behind her rearrange himself, and couldn't help but let out a muffled moan, when she felt his hot hardness, press against her neck. He grabbed hold of his cock, beginning to rub the burning, velvety head, back and forth, across her cheek and neck, pressing the crown gently into her left eye as he moaned; Chloe found its heat and texture incredibly sexy, and she closed her eyes with mounting pleasure, and lust, opening them seconds later with erotic shock, as the hot flared head of Nick's penis touched her thigh, before nudging the wet pulsating opening of her sex, sending a powerful jolt through her pulsating vagina, her own lust and need so great now, that she actually ached for penetration. 

"It's time to shove my cock in you now princes." He slowly started to push his large, swollen cock head into her body, stopping as he met resistance from her unbelievably tight snatch. Chloe could feel her pussy stretching around the invading erection, the crown of his hardness was on the verge of entering her completely, and the feeling was so extremely intense, that before she could think about it, her entrance parted for him and with his next thrust, he slowly but surely buried his entire manhood in her. The feeling of his hot and heavy balls pressed against her asshole was incredibly sexual, and Chloe couldn't stop herself from gently grinding at the meat buried in her soaking sex.

Chloe's body was quivering, as he began to slowly pull his thickness from her tight, wet grip, feeling a little empty, as it exited her pussy with a wet slurp, the enflamed crown once again nudging at her entrance. Her hips were pushing towards him, her aching need and lust removing any last remaining sense of self- control, feeling ecstatic as he once again buried himself inside her, and was only mildly shocked to realise that she wanted to feel his hot hard, thickness pumping in and out of her wet pussy. While Nick moaned with the intense pleasure of being sunk completely in her wet tightness, the other guy was slapping his steel hard manhood sexily against her face and neck, and when he slowly circled her lips, with the heavily leaking crown, she found herself wanting it in her mouth. 

Chloe's uncontrollable lust was scary, stopping her from resisting, or struggling at all when they re-arranged themselves, the few seconds where she wasnt touched sexually, only heightening her arousal instead of abating it, her pussy wanted to scream it ached so bad. They positioned her in Nick's lap and her wasted no time in penetrating her deeply, his hands groping her butt cheeks with great strength. The third guy was now standing up with his rock hard dick inches from her mouth, and she watched him with a paralysing, and intense sexual excitement, as he jerked, his cock in her face. Transfixed with the pre cum leaking from the tip, she glanced up at his face and he looked down at her dirtily, his lust making him seem very animalistic. She moaned loudly now, eyes shut in ecstasy as Nick pumped his cock slowly in and out of her, his hands squeezing her ass cheeks together before pulling them apart, groaning sexily with the pleasure her pussy was giving him. Chloe's mind focused on the pumping of her pussy and instantly felt herself losing any and all reservations about the ordeal, she was going to enjoy it now, totally getting off on being a fuck toy for these three strangers.

Her eyes snapped open with lust, instead of panic, when the cock near her open mouth, was once again rubbed deliciously all over her face, the dribbling head nudging at her parted lips, every few seconds, and instinctively her tongue darting out to lick at the engorged crown and taste the pre-cum that was practically flowing from the tip. Chloe opened her mouth hungrily and moaned with unbridled desire as the large, swollen head pushed past her lips and rested heavily just inside her mouth. Her senses resurfaced unexpectedly and she spat out the hot and heavy cock crown, shaking her head and mumbling unconvincedly for them to stop what they were doing.

"Come on now Chloe, open that sexy mouth for me" the other man said, while pushing his glistening head at her, prodding her quivering lips with its hot firmness, spreading them apart obscenely, as it pressed against her teeth. Chloe was quickly lost again when she felt Nick increase the tempo, pumping his raging boner, in and out of her snatch with long, fast strokes, from balls deep to all out with just the head kissing her wet, aching entrance, before completely penetrating her again. She looked hungrily up at the guy jerking off in her face, then focused on his manhood, its smell along with the way it glistened; looking so potent and strong, making her open her lips to the dripping crown, with a sexual desire she had never felt before.

He pushed against her open lips eagerly, and Chloe found his moans of pleasure intoxicating, and in a flash of desire,she opened her lips completely and moving her head, filled her mouth with hot hard cock meat, making her pussy throb and pulsate so incredibly, that she found her hands moving on auto pilot, gripping the thick shaft and cupping his heavy balls, loving every second that she was in possession of it. With a grunt her head was gripped firmly, her assailant pushing more than half his cock in to her mouth as he tried to fuck her face, her hand the only thing stopping his dick from reaching the back of her throat and choking her. 

"Oh fuck yeah! Suck it bitch, come on, you know you want to suck it," he said, violently thrusting at her face, squashing her hand against her lips with the force, and although she tried desperately to stop it, the dribbling crown nudged into her throat, forcing her to swallow as a reaction; allowing all the fluid that had leaked from his engorged erection, to trickle down the back of her throat. Just as she started to gag, he ripped his length out of her mouth, her saliva coated his meat obscenely, and he slapped it against her cheeks lewdly, moaning with excitement. They moved around and re-positined her and continued there fun.




Four Stops From Home



Chloe tried to tongue the cock slapping her lips. Not only wanting but needing her mouth full of his cock again. She couldn't deny herself, and grabbed his cock, rubbing it across her face before shoving it into her warm wet mouth, sucking greedily on the crown, using her mouth as a vacuum, ensuring she wouldn't let even the tiniest amount of his hot, salty pre cum escape. Chloe could hear the dirty noises coming from between her legs as Nick pounded her extremely wet cunt. Her head was spinning as she continued to work over the meat in her mouth, and her thoughts were now consumed with lust and desire and she closed her eyes, moaning with intense pleasure. Chloe was quickly brought back to reality with a jolt of fright, when she felt the third guy's throbbing hot manhood against her arsehole. She eventually pulled the cock from her mouth, even though it wasnt easy, and caught her breath to protest.

"Please guys not my arse, I've never done that before." She lied to them. Chloe remembered the few times when, heavily under the influence of either drugs or alcohol, she had let her ex stick it in her arse. One time she had actually asked for it. Anyhow his cock was relatively small. A matchstick compared to this fat, swollen cock. 

"Come on guys, please, you're all going to get off, you don't have to do that, please."

"Who, the fuck do you think you are? You don't get a say in what we do to you. What? Do you think that because you haven't been flogged, or beaten, you can now tell us what is happening here? That's where your dead wrong sweetheart! We are Fucking YOU. Not the other way around! I will do whatever I want to you and I want my cock up your arse, now just relax and enjoy!" 

Chloe shut her mouth and tried to relax, knowing that there was no use struggling. He got in position, his cock, pointing directly at his target. At least if the head was anything to go by, he wasn't as big as the other two, she thought, and relaxed a little bit more, even letting out a moan when she felt him spitting his saliva, between her cheeks. She shivered with excitement at the feel of him using his overheated cock head to spread the spit all over her tight little hole; lubricating it enough to allow the tip entry. She could feel him holding it there, letting her arse get used to his swollen crown, in preparation for his anal invasion. 

All of a sudden, Chloe's hair was grabbed, and her head forced to the side. She found herself once again staring at a hot, sweating cock; the texture and heat against the skin of her face, unbelievably intoxicating. She opened her lips hungrily; and greedily suckied all of the stiffening flesh into her mouth, as Nick started to fuck her again with hard thrusts, slowing when his mate started to push into her arse.

Chloe felt the head push through the initial resistance of her sphincter, and immediately realised in dismay, that his small head had deceived her; and his shaft was a lot thicker than the head! She twisted herself; causing the cock to pop out of her ass, its thickness resting in her crack, and lower back; just its weight was alarming! Chloe turned more to get a good look at the weapon attacking her! Her right hand grabbed the cock in her mouth, and she swapped sucking for wanking; the hard, glistening flesh. Her left hand caught hold of the meat trying to ass fuck her, and she felt horny and frightened, when her hand couldn't wrap round it! She pulled it closer for examination; it was by far the thickest cock ever and it was at least eight inches in length! Chloe had never seen anything like it and was struck with fear. She didn't know what was going to happen. 

Chloe allowed herself to be repositioned and tried to relax, as her asshole began stretching wider than she'd ever thought possible. A feeling of intense pressure, with a fair bit of pain, was generated from the great thickness of his rampant erection. Just when it became too much; he stopped his intrusion and squeezed her ass lustily. 

"Relax! You got to relax okay? Just let me push it in slowly, I'll be gentle I promise," her rear assailant said as he backed off slightly, before gently pushing again, stretching and filling her ass in a way Chloe had never felt before. She already felt completely full and only the crown and maybe half an inch were in her ass! Chloe couldn't believe that she was actually enjoying this; the fullness and pressure from her ass was amplifying every little sensation, her mind no longer rational; only capable of lust filled thoughts of sex.

She turned her attention back to the flesh in her face, sucking heavily at the shaft in her mouth, muffled moans escaped her, and she felt her pussy twitch and grip the cock that was fucking it. Chloe now had three cocks penetrating her every available hole, and she felt so fucking horny and unbelievably wet. With a wave of ecstacy, she could feel her hot, creamy juices streaming down her thighs, making her shiver deliciously. The dirty, wet, slurping noises that were coming from her pussy and mouth were driving her crazy and she felt the beginnings of an orgasm, as more cock was pushed slowly into her tight arse.

The pressure combined with the heat radiating from his impossibly thick manhood, was so devilishly delicious, that by the time her ass was half filled with his cock, her entire body was shaking violently, making her moan unashamedly with lust, even sighing with visible distress when he removed it completely to spit onto her asshole again for lubrication. Chloe shocked herself further, as her left hand went from gently massaging a pair of hot heavy balls, to expertly manipulating her clitoris; the occasional feel of Nick's rock hard and throbbing shaft ,slowly pushing, in and out of her soaking wet sex, made her swollen clit ache under her touch, screaming for orgasm. 

When her asshole, wet from saliva, felt the pressure of an invading cock head Chloe lost it completely; her moans now became cries of intense pleasure, muffled by the short thick cock in her mouth. As it was jammed deep into her throat, Chloe knew that it would explode very soon, and filled with panic at the prospect of having to swallow it's load, she tried desperately to pull away, but her head was pushed hard, against the base of his pulsing dick.

Chloe felt the cock start to throb, her hands vainly pushed at his stomach and crotch, trying to break free, her muffled protests falling on deaf ears as her head was held firm. The man raping her mouth, held her head and hair tight as he jammed his length into her hard. Pubic hairs tickled her nose, and as the head filled the back of her throat, it erupted. Cum spewed out of it in thick hot torrents, blasting the back of her throat and forcing her to swallow the fluid or choke. Chloe started to choke and gag, on the sheer volume of cum. Her panic rising again, when the grip on her head and hair was released, and the thick hot meat was pulled out of her throat. She was amazed as more semen erupted from it, quickly filling her mouth. She tried to swallow as much of it as she could, but there was way too much, and the rest was left to flow out of the corners of her mouth.

Chloe just had time to regain herself, when the guy in her arse decided to bury his thick manhood in her twitching asshole. It went in with very little resistance. It felt incredible and terribly dirty. So now she had Nick in her pussy and the other guy deep in her arse. Chloe thought to herself that it couldn't be much longer before they blow their loads as well. Were they going to blow inside her? Filling her aching pussy and arse with their thick hot seed? She hoped not, but Chloe didn't have a choice. They could do whatever they wanted to her now. Her entire body was completely taken over by physical desire and irrational lust. She couldn't believe that this had started out as a rape, because now it was the hottest most exciting thing that had ever happened to her.

By now Nick and the other guy were picking up the pace. Chloe's arse was being pounded so hard and fast, that she couldn't handle the feeling, jabbering insanely for him to stop his assault, but it was no use, he would stop only after he blew his pent up load into her.

Nick pulled his cock out and stood watching what was happening, while he stroked his dick slowly, just enough to keep it hard and ready to go. The guy in Chloe's arse pulled her up, bent her over and rammed his cock so hard and deep in to her arse, she let out a scream. It was now getting painful and Chloe just wanted him to cum so it would be over. He fucked her harder and faster, his balls slapping against her wet box, making a wonderful dirty noise.Chloe couldn't believe how he could kept it up

. 

"OH YES OH YES I'M GUNNA CUM." He grunted and after a couple more furious pumps into her arse, he pulled her hard against him, burying himself completely in her bowels, crying out with climax, as exploded his load so deep inside Chloe's arse, that it felt like his hot liquid was filling her up. All she could hear was his long, low incoherent moans of satisfaction. He slowed down eventually, and pulled his cock from the depths of her arse slowly, letting most of his considerable load leak from Chloe's gaping arsehole, it flowed obscenely over her drenched pussy and on to the grass.

Chloe was exhausted but, but they hadn't finished with her yet. Nick roughly pushed her onto her back, while grabbing her calves and holding them as far over her head as possible; totally exposing her soaking wet snatch to his rampant cock, and with one smooth motion, he buried his engorged manhood deep inside of Chloe's pussy and the pleasure it gave, made her forget any of the pain she experienced from the anal assault. He drove his dick as deep into her slot as he could, leaving it there for a moment before pulling it out slowly, feeling every millimetre of her tightness. After feeling her exquisite tightness for a while, he started getting faster and harder, making sure that every stroke went all the way in, pressing his balls hard against her, then pulling it all the way out so only the tip was at the entrance so he could see Chloe's thick, sticky juices, covering the entirety of his cock, and running down over her arse crack.Nick couldn't hold off any longer. He was pounding his cock in and out of her sopping snatch at a furious pace; creating loud, wet smacking noises against her pussy.

"Oh Fuck me! Make me fucking cum!" Chloe virtually screamed, as Nick slammed into her saturated snatch, as if it was the last one on earth. Knowing that she was now totally lost in a sex crazed lust, made him feel so powerful and incredible. His sexual power made Chloe shiver and quake inside, her crotch was going crazy, and she could feel the most incredible orgasm approaching. Moments later she felt her pussy start to pulse, and the blood rush to her clit. She was being worked so hard by both Nick's amazing cock and fingers, that she started trembling.

"OH MY GOD! OH FUCK!uhuh AWW YES! mmm OH GOD YEAH!" Chloe arched her back and began to cum. It was by far the most powerful orgasm she had ever had. Her whole body bucked uncontrollably, like a wild horse trying to break free from the lasso tied around it's neck. She couldn't control her body or the way she was feeling, all she knew was she didn't want it to stop. 

Nick kept pumping her pussy hard and was close to the edge himself. He suddenly pulled his enflamed, aching dick out of her, and threw her to the ground kneeling on her chest, his cock ready to explode and pointed at her face. 

"Open your mouth Chloe," Nick panted furiously jerking his cock, getting closer to her wet slightly parted lips with every stroke. Chloe did as she was told and opened her mouth wide, her tongue snaking out in anticipation of the forthcoming load. Nick was now wanking his cock in long, slow strokes milking his crown just the way he liked it. He grunted loudly with great pleasure, squeezed his head as he worked the glans, releasing a massive amount of cum, like a shotgun blast, right into Chloe's face. Nick worked his hand tightly around the crown as thick streams of his cum sprayed everywhere. Most of Nick's load filled her mouth and what she couldn't swallow, which was alot, ran out her moaning mouth and down over her perfect tits leaving a milky trail. Her entire face and neck had been sprayed with his hot cum, and it felt amazing.

Nick shoved his cock back in her mouth, milking the last few small shots down her greedy throat, he let go of his twitching manhood, and watched as she nursed the still hard flesh in her mouth; lovingly cleaning the seed off him, with her lips and tongue, savouring every last drop. Nick pulled his dick out of her mouth, got up and put his clothes on. Chloe heard a click, and was blinded by a flash of light. 

"Nice photo Chloe, definitely add this to the collection," Nick said with a huge smirk on his face.

"We ready boys?" He said, strutting proudly towards the other two, who were waiting by the path, looking very pleased with themselves. 

"Not a bad ending to the night even, if I do say so myself." 

"Yeah, it gets easier every time, can't wait till next weekend, find ourselves another pitiful slut. You can pick them from a mile away," one of them chimed in just loud enough for their victim to hear. And with that they walked off without saying another word to Chloe.

Everything went silent. Chloe was left lying on the ground, not knowing whether it was even possible for her to get up. She could feel cum leaking out of her from all regions. Sprawled out naked and left alone, with only her thoughts and memories, she suddenly felt like she had been hit by a lightning bolt, with the realisation of what really just happened. Chloe's head began to spin. It was like the numerous times she had gotten herself so drunk, the whole room would spin making her feel sick. Her body was now starting to feel numb, her heart racing and she had the sense of extreme heat running through her veins. Chloe could see tiny little stars flashing in her eyes. They began fading and it was as if Chloe's surroundings were caving in on her. Her eyes slowly closed.

The next thing she knew, she was being awakened by a stranger, clearly very distraught at the sight of this women lying naked and unconscious on the ground in front of him. He was taking off his jumper and wrapping it round her, telling her to stay still and relax, there's an ambulance on its way. You're going to be just fine. 

'Why would I need an ambulance?' Chloe thought to herself. What the hell is going on? She tried to get up, but she struggled to even lift her head. Chloe now felt pain, and not just in a few places but in pretty much every place, even her insides felt bruised. This must be a nightmare. Chloe believed that she was at home, in bed and told herself that it was time to wake up now. But it wasn't a dream. It was reality. Why couldn't she remember anything? Her head was blank. The last thing she could recall was she was sitting on the train, on her way home enjoying her book. That's it, nothing more. So when did it go so horribly wrong?