0 comments/ 320926 views/ 13 favorites Out Cold By: tvr She could not believe that the pain in her hand was still so bad, after almost four days... She had to admit that the only relief she had gotten was after a doubleproof rum and coke the last couple of nights, and even then she still slept fitfully with the pain... She hated to give drink at night, but decided that she was going to sleep tonight no matter what it took... She had been waiting until 9 o'clock to have a drink, then crawling into bed but tonight decided she would have one at 8, and then a second at 9 o'clock. I had told her that the shots she had were 1 ounces which was like a double with the stronger Jamaican rum, so she figured that two drinks would be two doubles, and she should sleep well then. So at eight oclock she asked me to make her a drink to sip on... I poured two and a half ounces into the glass and topped it up with coke. She sipped it slowly reading her magazine, as we discussed the days events. By 945 the drink was almost gone, and her eyes were showing the effects of the equivalent of 5 drinks. She asked for a second drink and went upstairs to get changed into something to sleep in. A few minutes later she came in, looking somewhat drunk, and settled into the wingback chair with her drink... I took in the sight as she sat there, her hard, dark nipples poking through the thin white cami top she was wearing, its thin shoulder straps holding the material low on her firm breasts, exposing the soft freckled skin of her chest... Her bellybutton was peeking out from underneath, the thin line of hair that led down to the top of her black underwear teasing of what lay below... As she drank the second rum, she settled into the chair, her legs splayed out in front of her, open to show the black curls of her pubic hair as it peeked out the elastic legs of her panties. As she drank, her voice became more slurred and she was obviously getting toasted from the second 2 ½ ounces of rum as by now she had consumed the equivalent of about 8 drinks in two hours... As she finished the glass, she sat it down and announced that she was going to bed. I helped her upstairs, watching as she went into the bathroom, lowered her panties over her hips and down her thighs, exposing her thick pubic hair and the great ass I was planning to explore later. As she peed, I felt my cock get harder I my jeans, then watched her rise and pull the underwear up with some effort. I led her into the bedroom and helped her into bed, sure that she was about to pass out soon. I said that I was going to read for a while, and went down to turn out the lights. What I actually did was to grab the video camera and the digital cam, as well as the "lube" that we had for our nights of fun. By the time I got back upstairs I was greeted by a beautiful site as I approached the foot of the bed... She was laying on her stomach, hands under her sides, the thin straps of her top had slid down over her shoulders and her round ass lay invitingly under the thin black panties she wore. I set the video camera up in the cabinet in the corner, focusing it on the prone figure on the bed. From this angle it took in the curve of her calves, her creamy thighs, and targeted the crotch of her panties, then panning up her body. I slowly went over to her side of the bed, and spoke quietly to her, to no reaction... I turned the light on beside her bed, and again no reaction, just a quiet snoring... Out cold... I shook her shoulder but got little more than a muted groan, and then she slipped back to sleep. I let my hand slide down her back slipping the top farther off of her shoulders exposing the top of her breasts, pushed into the mattress. I let my hands slide farther down her body, caressing her ass through the cotton underwear, sliding my fingers across until they touched the elastic legband. Letting my fingers slide gently under the edge, I slowly slid the panties upward, over her smooth skin, exposing more of her ass cheek to me. As I did, more of that sexy pubic hair became visible, causing me to reach down and begin to remove my jeans with my free hand, as the throbbing cock was now uncomfortable in my tight jeans. I slid my hand over to the other side and repeated the process until both firm asscheeks were exposed and vulnerable, her thick dark curls of pubic hair a hint of what lay under the thin material. Her underwear now resembled a g-string, and I rubbed my now free cock gently over the skin of her ass, fine drops of pre-cum leaving a thin glistening trail along the curve of her ass. I stopped to move the video camera over to the side, and to take a few shots with the digcam, then began gently sliding the underwear back down over her ass, and started to slide them off over her hips. I was able to slide the right side down off of her ass, the elastic waistband now resting against the crease at the bottom of her butt cheek, exposing the cleft between her cheeks, and leading down to the tight asshole that I wanted so bad. I slid the other side down over her hip but could not slide them down her thigh as her left leg was splayed out from her body. I stopped and reviewed the sight before me, her ass naked and vulnerable, her cheeks invitingly spread because of the position of her spread legs, her asshole visible allowing the sight of a few dark hairs that lined her butthole, then glancing farther down to see the thick mat of curls that failed to cover her slit, outer lips full and proud of the dark hair, inviting a touch... I realized the underwear could be slid down no farther and though she seemed to be out cold, I did not want to wake her too fast. I grabbed the scissors from the bathroom, knowing that she would not remember whether she even put any on, then returned to gently snip through each of the seams on the outside of her thighs, then gently, slowly slid the pantied out from beneath her. I felt comfortable that she was out, so I gently moved her right leg outward, spreading her thighs open wide, her ass appearing to be raised to me, her butthole a tight rosebud, her cunt now spread slightly, exposing the pink moistness that lay between them. After more pictures of this beautiful sight, I moved off of the bed and moved beside her pillow, directly the head of my cock towards her face, letting the hard knob brush softly against her mouth, gently sliding slightly between those luscious lips. I dare not drive my cock into her mouth, lest I waken her, but content to rub it back and forth against the warm wetness of her mouth. I moved back behind her, and reached the for bottle of lube that I had brought up, pouring copious amounts into my hand, and rubbed it vigorously to warm it. Then slowly I let it run off of my hand and slowly run into the crack of her ass, watching as it slowly ran downward, pausing momentarily as it reached her asshole, then continuing down into the nest of thick hair, seeping into the slight opening of her vagina. Waiting to see if I had a response, getting none, I poured more again, this time allowing a small stream to run down and soak her cunt... I rubbed my slick hands over my cock, the wet lube glistening in the lights as I slid my other hand over her ass. I let a finger trace its way into that tight crevice, gently sliding downward to play softly over her tight hole. I did not rush, but slowly opened it slightly with a finger on each side, the poured a stream of lube directly into that small opening. By now, I was so horny I thought I would explode, but wanted to make this last, so slid my hand down to begin to caress the hairy lips that surrounded the slit, now soaked with lube, and vulnerable to my invasion. I slid my finger back and forth along its length, letting first one, then two fingers slide just into the wetness, then back out again, pausing only to brush them against the now hard clit that poked out of the pink folds of skin, throbbing with blood, and twitching to my touch. Shaena moaned gently but did not awaken as I continued to stimulate her. The video camera was focused on her ass and crotch, capturing every touch and prod. I reached back and grabbed the huge dildo that I had bought for just this occasion during my last Toronto visit. While the head was reasonably sized, it quickly started to increase in diameter, allowing the head of it to be easily slipped into her cunt, but then allowing the shaft, which grew to the circumference of my arm, to spread open those lips farther than they had ever been spread. I slowly lowered its head against the now full, wet cunt lips, my hand holding the base of it, which was at least a 15 inches from her crotch! The round knob slipped slowly in, then began the slow, gentle process of sliding the rubber cock, in and out, each time, edging the shaft a quarter of an inch deeper inside of her... After two or three minutes the cock was buried about ½ way in, the first six inches slowly spreading those lips apart. Shaena was now breathing heavily, but still out cold, obviously enjoying what seemed like a dream to her... I continued to slide the huge cock in and out, its diameter now starting to increase again, forcing her cunt open farther that ever before. We had played at fisting, and was able to get four fingers and part of my thumb in, but never managing to slide my hand totally inside... Watching the cock slide in, I knew that we were now edging past that point. At this point, I edged closer allowing the head of my cock to start sliding back and forth along the crack of her ass, sliding softly over the hole that awaited my entry. With one hand I continued to guide the rubber cock into her farther again, while I pressed my hard knob against her butt....she was starting to move her hips back and forth to meet the thrusts of the cock, now seemingly stuck in her tight cunt at the 11 inch mark, her moans growing slightly louder, a combination of pain and pleasure, as I continued to press my cock even more insistently against the tightness... Her breathing was now hard and rapid, I knew she was starting to come out of the alcohol induced sleep, and would soon be aware of what was happening. I decided that it was now or never, and pushed forward, letting the knob of my cock push past the tight spinctre into the hot, tight shaft of her ass, just slightly. As I did, she moaned loudly, trying to pull away from the intrusion, only to allow the dildo to slide back out slightly... I drove the rubber forward, sliding its length deep inside of her, falling forward at the same time, burying my own cock to the balls in her ass... She screamed as she grasped the reality of what was happening, but her hips continued to drive her slit back and forth along the length of the rubber monster that was buried in her, her ass muscles squeezing hard, trying to force my hard cock back out, but my weight against her kept it buried deep inside of her, her gyrations and efforts to get away creating all of the movement required to feel the orgasm building inside of me... Suddenly, overcome by the feeling of two cocks buried in her, her screams turned to moans as she began to thrash about the bed in orgasm, part of her wanting to et away from the onslaught, part wanting to continue it... I felt the pressure rising and then could wait no longer, pouring my hot, spurting juices deep inside of her ass, her tight muscles milking my cock, squeezing each drop out of it, as the dildo continued to pound away at her cunt. Slowly she began to slow down, and I continued to hold my throbbing cock deep inside, feeling the huge rubber cock, still pounding in and out, its length rubbing along my own cock, separated only by a thin membrane of skin that separated her asshole and her cock... Slowly we regained our breath, and our breathing settled, I slowly slid my softening cock out of her tight ass, then slowly withdrew the monster dick from her juicy cunt... Out Cold Gets Lucky The sight of Pauline lying prostrate on the couch was not very unusual. On these Friday or Saturday evenings, the three apartment mates would go off on their individual adventures, but inevitably would converge to this single scene. A sigh of tired resignation escaped the thin redhead, Hannah. Beside her, the more robust blonde slipped off her purse and approached the low black sofa. "Dammit, I'm so tired to dragging her off to bed every weekend," Abby fumed, her English accent still strong even after a decade living in this country. "If she's going to drink herself stupid like that, I say let her sleep it off where she falls. Teach her right if she gets a bad back because of it." "I second that," Hannah said. "But, then we wouldn't have much room to sit, would we?" To demonstrate the point, Hannah lifted Pauline's legs from the end so she could take the barely vacant seat. "She's too big to be lugging around anyway," Abby observed, bending over to pull off the unconscious girl's black leather boots. This was invariably the first part of what had become a ritual in dealing with their friend's weekly excesses. Hannah nodded, looking over their roommate as she lay sleeping. It was a minor miracle ever she made it back home at all. Probably got a ride from someone who didn't want her hanging around whatever party she was making a fool of herself at. With her mouth half open, and those chubby cheeks, she looked rather like a baby, complete with drool. She had a habit of dressing for these nights in a manner that would have been more flattering on a woman of slender girth. Her sleeveless bright red top was tighter to the body than the original designer no doubt intended, but the matching mini skirt was flattering to Pauline's still shapely legs. Her sleek black hair was now a matted and disordered mess from sweat activated mousse. In short, Pauline looked something like a slovenly version of sleeping beauty. "She goes out to these parties looking to get laid, you know," Abby remarked, folding her arms. "It's amazing she never does. Probably too fat and ugly for them, even drunk." "Don't be like that," Hannah replied, frowning. "It's a terrible thing to say. Besides, she isn't that big. She may be no athlete, but you can't say she's fat. She does kinda look good in that outfit, too. You don't have to be so mean." "It's fun to be mean," Abby laughed. "I mean, look at her. Have you ever seen such a pathetic sight? She tries too damn hard, and can't hold her drink for anything." "Lower your voice, she'll hear," Hannah hissed, unable to hide her smirk. It was true; Pauline was a terrible drunk. By the look on Pauline's face, it didn't appear they had to worry about their volume. The woman was out cold. Hannah gently picked some of the dark hair away from her face. "You know, we have to do something about her," Abby said, kneeling down on the carpet beside them. "The joke's wearing a bit thin. We need to think of an appropriate punishment." Hannah bit her lip in thought. "Well, I know there's that prank guys will play on each other, where they dip their pinky finger in a bottle of warm beer and it makes them go pee in their sleep. Something like that." Abby gave an evil grin. "That is a good one," she admitted. "But, I was thinking of something even more wicked. It would suit Pauline to a 'T'. As long as she remains asleep, I say we tease and play with her privates until she orgasms." "What are you saying," Hannah gasped. "You can't do that." "Sounds like a wager," Abby winked. "Besides, we'd be doing her a favor. She didn't manage to get laid tonight, and she's too wiped out to masturbate. Why not give her a little thrill, just for the heck of it." The idea of giving their roommate an orgasm while she slept didn't strike Hannah as the kind of thing one would do 'for the heck of it', but already Abby was shifting her closest leg forward. She shook Pauline's thigh, looking for a reaction, but she continued to sleep soundly. Letting the foot drop to the carpet, Abby pulled her knee forward, demonstrating the ease with which her plan could be enacted. Abby leaned closer and ran her probing hands up along the length of the girl's pantyhose sheathed thigh. Pauline didn't budge as those insidious fingers slipped underneath the hem of her skirt and pulled the garment further up to expose more of her soft generous hips. Abby continued to fondle the young woman's legs for a short while, complete silence filling the room as she began this cruel form of covert seduction. "Let's take it to the next level," she said softly, rising from the carpet. Abby had Hannah hold her legs while she pulled the waistband of her tan pantyhose down from her hips. This left her naked below the waist apart from her plain white panties. Taking another careful look at the sleeping girl's face, Abby was convinced it was safe to continue. She bent over Pauline's slightly rounded belly and soothed her hands over the covered rise of her pubis. A few stray strands of dark curly hair could be seen at the edges of her cotton underwear. The skin of her legs was very smooth though, soft and warm to the touch. Slipping her fingers underneath the waistband of her panties, Abby audaciously felt over the thick dark curls of pubic hair, gently rubbing but not yet reaching for her labia. "Let's go again," she said, having Hannah now help her in removing her panties. The last barrier to modesty removed, Pauline's most private parts were unknowingly put on display for the two leering roommates. Abby pulled aside her nearest leg so that her foot came down on the carpet once again, parting her knees wider for easier access. "That figures," Abby remarked. "She's the least attractive of our bunch, but probably has the prettiest pussy. Poor sods at the party never realized what they were missing out on." Hannah hadn't even considered whether her or anyone else's vulva could be considered an object of beauty. It was just there. Still, she had to concede that Abby was right. As Abby gently parted the soft labial lips, all those allusions and artistic comparisons to flowers that were made of the female genitals definitely applied in Pauline's case. Her labial folds were wonderfully shaded and symmetrical, framing the delicate looking pink interior. Abby gently pulled back the foreskin to reveal the small pink bulb of Pauline's vulnerable clitoris. Hannah nervously watched the sleeping girls face for any reaction as Abby wetted her fingertip with saliva and rubbed it in and around the area of her clit. From the vantage of Pauline's feet, Hannah had a clear view of what Abby was doing, and how, after a very short while, those cuntal lips began to slacken and pout as Pauline's tiny organ continued to receive attention. "This is so evil," she whispered, unable to look away from the violation of their roommate. "All in good fun," Abby replied, evidently quite content to play with another woman's genitals as if it were nothing at all. Hannah swallowed hard, able to detect the odd musk that emanated from the large girl's excited cunt. Wet sounds escaped from the moistening lips as Abby teased and played with her. Pauline seemed to open her legs wider, her face turned away towards the back of the couch now. Surely her breathing must be faster and heavier. It certainly was for Hannah, who hugged Pauline's right foot to her lap. "Hand me that bottle, will you," Abby said, pointing towards the end table. Hannah discovered an empty beer bottle sitting there, probably a relic from Pauline's reckless evening. Her first instinct was to refuse, but she found herself strangely lost in the moment. She handed over the dark long necked bottle with a dread certainty of its intended use. Using two fingers to open Pauline's labia completely wide, she guided the smooth end of the bottle up to and inside the seeping opening of her vagina. Thin whitish fluid smeared the glass as Abby teased it around before plunging the length of the bottleneck firmly up inside the depths of her cunt. Pauline barely flinched, but Hannah thought she could tell that the girl was blushing with the flush of sexual excitement, and that her breath was much harder than it had been when they began. No doubt some very perverse dreams were floating through her head. But how long could they get away with this before she woke up? Abby seemed to care little for the consequences, and as she thrust the bottle up and down the length of Pauline's wide vaginal canal, she resumed her digital assault on her clit. The obscene wet sounds that came from her abused cunt almost made Abby laugh out loud. "This is too easy," she murmured, looking up at Pauline's face. Sweat was starting to bead on her forehead, and her mouth remained half open, lips moist from saliva. That Abby could remain so cool and collected amazed Hannah. Secretly, Hannah was seeping on the inside, and was pressing the heel of Pauline's foot hard into her lap. She didn't think she could or would be aroused by seeing another woman sexually used like this. Evidently she was wrong. A strange noise escape from Pauline's lips, a kind of strangulated grunt. Hannah's heart skipped a beat, but their victim continued to slumber, if restlessly. A few more minutes, and Abby came to the conclusion that the bottle wasn't enough. "No sense, no feeling," she explained. Removing the despoiled bottle, Abby substituted it with her own fingers. Pauline's cunt was so loose that it easily admitted the breadth of three fingers. "A guy could get lost in there." Making even more obscenely squishy noises than before, Abby thrust her bladed fingers repeatedly into Pauline's wet vagina. She used a deft thumb to keep the stimulation up over her rock hard clit, determined to bring this thing to a conclusion. Pauline groaned again, tossing her head back over, hair nearly covering her sweaty face. Her whole body was tense and hot, and Hannah feared that her eyes would flutter open at any moment. "I don'…" Hannah couldn't finish her complaint. She could feel Pauline's toes go rigid in her lap, her hips unconsciously rising from the couch of their own accord. "Watch this," Abby said breathlessly. "Any second now." Pauline made little suffering noises as she slept in delirium, her body caught in the raptures of sexual tension that was building to an inevitable climax. In fact, there wasn't much for Hannah to see, but when the tell tale contractions formed around Abby's thrusting fingers, she couldn't control her laughter. The pulsing of her vaginal muscles was anything but subtle. She had come and come hard. Pauline held her breath all the way through it, and then finally exhaled in a long, plaintiff breath. Through it all, she never gave any indication of being aware or awake. "That was so cool," Abby proclaimed, extracting her hand from Pauline's abused cunt. The dark thick pubic hair was well matted with moisture, and her soft inner lips were thick and dark from their arousal. Hannah couldn't speak at all, but just stared. "I'm going to wash my hands," Abby said, leaving her with the poor sleeping girl. "Um, but, what now," she nervously asked. "Let her sleep it off. Just think; she wakes up with her underwear off and her legs wide open. She won't remember a thing, but she'll be damn embarrassed. Ten to one she never crashes out like this ever again." "And what if she does?" "And what if she does indeed," Abby replied, grinning. Out Cold, On A Summer Night It was a Saturday night in the middle of July when the phone rang just before midnight. My wife groaned, but I leaned over and turned down the TV. It had to be either an emergency or a wrong number, so I picked up. There was a very hesitant and nervous, teenage voice on the other end. It took me a few minutes to realize it was Eric from the Church youth group. I had volunteered to help the kids on a number of outdoor activities and I got to know most of them pretty well. About a year ago, I got them to promise not to drink and drive. They were all good kids, so I offered to come drive them home, no questions asked, if they called me. Some thought they could trust me more than their parents, so occasionally I did get a call. I felt good about that. Eric surprised me though. He was always one of the tougher guys and I never thought he would call for help. “Mr. Jennings, Uh…, we need some help.” “Where are you Eric, I’ll come get you.” “No it’s not us,” he said, picking his words carefully. “John’s father is coming down to bail us out.” Bail them out, what had happened? “I got stopped for DUI, and John had some grass on him, we’re screwed.” I couldn’t let him know what I was really thinking, that he was such a stupid punk, so I held my breath and calmly asked, “What can I do for you Eric? Why call me now?” “We were at this party and went for a beer run across the state line, that’s when we got stopped. The problem is we had Kate and Megan with us, and they’re still at the party. Can you go get them? They don’t even know where we went.” I had to admit, even though these guys had fucked up, at least they thought of the girls, even while sitting in a jail cell. I got the address and agreed to pick them up. Kate and Megan had just graduated high school with John and Eric. Kate was 19 and very popular, as all tall blondes with large tits are and she was always looking for a party. Megan was quieter,only 18, very sweet but overly introspective. She was the prettiest girl in the church group and got along with everyone, but seemed shy doing it. She was smaller than Kate and had dark hair that she wore straight and simple, just long enough to cover her modest B-sized breasts. Kate usually wore tight sweaters that showed her pronounced assets while Megan could be found in soft skirts or jeans. They were all going off to different colleges in August. Eric was staying local, heading to the large State University 20 miles away. He had met some guys at one of his orientation visits and they had invited him to this party. He didn’t really know these guys that well and he sounded worried that he had abandoned the girls there. As always, I tried not to ask any questions. It was just my way of helping take care of what I thought of as “my kids.” When I got out near the party, I found the address on an isolated ridge above the river. The parents must have been away because this was no college frat house. It was a long flat contemporary with large windows facing the river. It sat on about 10 acres of rolling and forested land. I parked my car behind the others, about 50 yards down the gravel driveway. I was captivated by the full moon over the river and walked around the house to get a better view. The techno music reverberated across the yard and I could feel the beat thump against my chest, even out here. How could these kids listen to that crap? From the back this house was stunning. With the lights inside, I could see into the large family room through the huge windows, where the party seemed to be. There were only about ten people hanging around, cups in hand. Two large punch bowls sat on a long, padded bar at the back of the room. One college guy was openly making out with a young brunette on the leather couch. Kate stood at the back of the room, leaning her back against the bar. She had a guy on either side and seemed to be enjoying herself. The guys seemed to be enjoying the site of Kate. She stood about 5’ 8” with her shoulder length blonde hair. She had a very cute face with a small nose and bright blue eyes. She was fun loving and always popular with the kids, especially the guys who were attracted to her pretty looks. What really got their attention was her large D-cup breasts that seemed almost too big for her frame. Almost. Tonight she was dressed in a sleeveless red sweater that clung to her curves and zipped down the front. A loose, black skirt flaired over her hips and ended well above the knee. I don’t think I had ever seen her in a skirt and her legs were fantastic. Long and shapely, they had a slight tan as Kate had a pale complexion. One guy leaned in and kissed her on the neck, but she nonchalantly turned away giving him a face full of her hair. I could tell she had been there before. I couldn’t see Megan, so I walked down toward the patio door. With my hand on the handle I heard voices from the next window. I realized no one could hear me outside with the music so loud, I also figured they couldn’t see me with the lights on inside unless I was right up against the window. I stepped over to have a look in the next room. On the bed was a young couple deep into a private fuck session. It wasn’t Megan, so I sat back to watch for a minute. Both naked, she lay back with her head of long blonde hair hanging over the mattress. Her knees were spread wide as the guy mounted her missionary style. He held himself up on his hands as he fucked his girl hard, grunting on every stroke. Her tits bounced as her body shook, but she seemed not to respond at all. She was pretty, and as she bounced on the bed her face rolled back to look out the window. I think she saw me there, but didn’t say a word, instead she slowly gave me a sweet, innocent smile. Her eyes just closed as this guy went into his final throes and shot his load into her young cunt. I covered the lighter as I lit a cigarette. This was better than cable. As he climbed off of her, breathing heavy, she rolled onto her side and seemed to go to sleep. He pulled on his jeans and opened the door. Another guy came into the room and, as I watched dumbstruck, he stripped off his clothes and approached this sleeping angel. He flipped her onto her stomach and pushed her legs wide. Without ceremony, he pressed his cock into her from behind. She mumbled some sort of protest as he buried himself deep inside her, but made no move to stop him. He lifted her onto her knees; her face lay buried in the pillow, and fucked her like a dog. I walked over to the next window to see if I could find Megan. She was there on a sectional couch, asleep. There was no outside door to this room, so I had just turned to go back when I saw the first guy from the other room walk up to Megan. He pushed her over onto her back, her dark hair falling across her face. She wore a denim vest and cut-offs, her sandals lie on the floor beside her. He swept the hair out of her pretty face and traced a finger down her cheek. Then he quickly opened the 3 brass buttons to her top and pulled it open, exposing her white satin bra and flat tan stomach. I was shocked at this bastard and ready to storm in when I realized my cock was getting hard in my pants. I decided I could watch a little bit more, but I would not let him fuck this innocent girl. He went about feeling up her beautiful body, squeezing her tits through the bra and running his hands down her legs. He pushed both hands up under her bra and lifted it off her perfect breasts. Her tits were round and firm, only a B, but sat high on her chest with small pink nipples. He massaged her tits until her nipples hardened, then he leaned her forward to pull her vest off her arms. Tossing her top aside, her deftly unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor. When he reached for the snap of her shorts, I turned for the door. Halfway to the patio door, I stopped briefly to look in on Kate in the family room. She was still at the bar with the two college guys, but now they had their hands all over her. The tall guy on her left had her head bent back and was driving his tongue down her throat. He had unzipped her sweater and was pulling her bra to the side exposing her left tit to the room. His shorter buddy was under her skirt, massaging her ass and had one hand around in front between her thighs. Apparently, this was some party. Kate pulled at their hands in an attempt to stop their groping, but could not keep up with the four hands pulling at her clothing. The rest of the room had emptied out and I thought of going in to bust up this two-on-one, but then I remembered Megan was unconscious in the other room. I had to get to her first, Kate could still fend for herself, somewhat. Just before I turned away, the front clasp on Kate’s bra sprung open, spilling her glorious tits out in the open. She struggled to cover up but her hands were easily held behind her back as they teamed up on her tits. I hurried away as her skirt was flipped in the air. I entered the house through the back hallway and walked toward Megan’s room. The music was booming and I couldn’t hear my own footsteps. I gently pushed open the door and walked into the room. He didn’t hear me of course. Megan was on her back on the wide, low couch section. The only clothing she wore was around her ankles as her shorts and panties had been pushed down her legs. This college guy was now naked again and with one hand he fingered her tender pussy while the other fed his hard cock into her unconscious mouth. Her sweet lips opened and sleepily accepted his intruding member. Even though she was in a complete drunken stupor, Megan’s body seemed to respond to this bastard’s abuse. His fingers worked easily in and out of her wet pussy and the muscles in her legs would occasionally stiffen, trying to lift up toward his pleasuring hand. Her small nipples stood up straight on her sweet tits and her throat seemed to be trying to suck in his cock. This punk-ass kid pulled out of her mouth and rubbed his hard cock on her face, streaking her with her own saliva and his pre-cum. Then her slapped his cock against her tits and stroked it over her nipple. He moved further down her body and swept the last of her clothing off her feet, then positioned himself between her open legs. He rubbed the head of his cock on her wet cunt, sliding up and down outside her lips. I desperately wanted to see her beautiful body get fucked for probably the first time, but I couldn’t let it happen. As he leaned forward, I stepped up quickly and yanked him back. I threw a hard uppercut that caught him under the chin throwing him over backward onto the floor. He landed with a thud and was out cold. I tossed his jeans over his crotch. I thought of tying him up, but didn’t think he was going anywhere soon. Megan was also out cold and lay on the couch very naked. Her body was on full display to no one but me now, and it was perfect. She was about 5’4” and only 105lbs. Her long dark hair was spilled around her head. Her skin had a perpetual tan and I noticed there were no tan lines, even around her hips. Her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted. I could smell the sweet musk of her young pussy, so turned on that she would have slept through her first fucking. I couldn’t resist touching her skin, it was so soft and pure. I ran my hands across her body, just for a moment tasting what she had to offer. Her nipples sprang back to life at my gentle caress and her lips parted around my finger as I touched the tip of her tongue. She seemed to be purring. I watched her sleeping there for too long before coming to my senses. I gathered her clothes and quickly pulled her denim vest back onto her arms. I fastened one button only before I remembered her bra. To hell with it I thought and stuffed it in my pocket. I pulled her shorts up her long legs and had to fight to get them over her round ass. They were so tight, I don’t know how she got herself into them. I left them unbuttoned out of frustration. Her panties I stuffed into the punk’s mouth. Maybe he would think he got lucky, after all. Then I lifted her in my arms and carried her out the door. I was breathing heavily as I reached my car. There were less cars in the driveway now. I put her across the back seat and couldn’t resist opening that one button to get another look at her chest. I lit a cigarette to help me catch my breath. After a few drags I walked toward the back of the house again to get Kate, Leaving Megan with one tit hanging out and the fine patch of brown hair showing through the open snaps of her shorts. In the moonlight coming through the windows, her skin looked soft and heavenly. I pitched the butt as I rounded the corner and crept toward the windows again. The jerk I had clocked still lay were I left him. At the next window, the pretty blonde girl was getting fucked by a third guy. She was on her back with her legs pushed back over her head. She also was out cold and her pretty body was open for all takers. These guys must have put something in the punch. Then it occurred to me, there were two punch bowls. They were serving the girls from one bowl and drinking from the other themselves. This whole party was a setup to drug and fuck some young pussy. And they had sent Eric and John out for beer, just to get rid of them. With the two fine pieces of ass they brought, who could blame them. I crept to the family room window, just like changing channels. The view was amazing. Kate was topless, on her knees and sucking on the tall guy’s cock. Her hands pushed feebly at his waist, but he held her head with his hands and fed his cock into her face. He pushed her hands away and she gave up. As he continued to fuck her mouth, he knelt down bringing her to her hands and knees. His buddy stepped behind her and flipped her skirt onto her back. He slapped her ass a few times then tugged her skirt and panties down her thighs. She lifted her knees one at a time and let him strip her underwear off her bare feet. Now she was stark naked with two college guys she didn’t even know, drunk and drugged, with one cock in her mouth and another aimed at her waiting pussy. I was mesmerized, looking in from the outside. I knew I should be going in to save her from this rape, but she looked so ready for fucking that I had to see it happen. I was actually jealous that it wasn’t me about to fuck Kate’s beautiful body. These guys were scum but they also had three gorgeous, naked young girls all ripe for the fucking. I wanted to have some of this fine pussy. I massaged my hard cock through my pants and then felt Megan’s bra, still in my pocket. She was half-dressed and passed out in the back seat of my car. My mind drifted off, thinking off what I could do with her. I could really take my time and then come back for Kate. As I pondered this indecision, the short guy pushed his cock into Kate’s cunt from behind. It was too late. Her body shook at the invasion and seemed ready to fall over. It took the short guy a few minutes to bury himself in her pussy. She must have been pretty tight. He almost couldn’t reach her pussy from his knees because he was shorter than her. Kate began to rock back and forth between them submissively. Her hair hung in a tangle around her face. On her hands and knees with a cock in either end, her lovely tits swung beneath her body. The short guy slapped her ass as he fucked her aggressively now. The tall guy reached under her to pull on her stretched out nipples. Finally, he gave up on getting a blowjob from this comatose girl and pulled his cock out of her mouth. Kate dropped her head as if his cock was the only thing holding it up. Short guy now let her body fall forward onto the carpet. He stuffed a couch cushion under her belly to lift her ass in the air and continued to fuck his drugged victim from behind. He used short, hard strokes that seemed to push Kate across the floor. Her face and tits lay against the carpet as her body unknowingly suffered through this abuse. He fucked her like that for about 10 minutes before his friend pushed him out of the way. Short guy was pissed that he didn’t come yet, but he was too small to mess with his larger accomplice. The taller fellow rolled Kate over and lifted her legs in his hands. He spread her thighs wide and shoved his own cock deep within her with one long push. Kate’s arms lay helpless at her sides as the attack continued. Her large tits stood up proud, now, as she lay open on her back. The short guy took advantage and wiped his still hard cock on her face and forced a few inches into her mouth. He gave up on a blowjob also and just jerked himself off into her face. Streaks of his come landed in her hair and across her face, then he held her lips open and shot the last of his load into her waiting mouth. Tall guy picked up the pace and tried to fuck poor Kate’s helpless body harder than his friend had. He hooked his elbows under her knees and hammered his cock into her ravaged cunt. Her tits shook violently and her head rolled side to side, fighting off this bad dream. The she raised one hand to her face. I thought she was out cold, but she was awake. Barely moving, Kate brought her hand up and bit down on the back of her fingers. Tall guy saw this as a sign of acceptance and continued his fucking while reaching down to maul her big tits at the same time. He squeezed them hard together and then leaned in and pulled at her nipples with his teeth, stretching them beyond an inch. Through the window I saw Kate roll her head back with her mouth wide open. Her arms fell away and I could tell she was having an orgasm. Her whole body blushed bright pink and her breathing seemed to pause for nearly a minute. Every muscle in her long legs tensed and I could see the strain across her rib cage and flat stomach. Then she bucked through a series of quick convulsions, each one looking like an electric shock. Her body was on fire but Kate could barely acknowledge what was happening to her. Sweat glistened from her skin everywhere. Then suddenly, everything seemed to release and I watched the stress of her orgasm wash out of her limbs and she relaxed. She took long deep breaths, trying to fill her lungs with air. She looked up groggily at the tall guy between her spread legs and slowly realized what was happening. He fucked her now in long, easy strokes, using the full length of his shaft with every pass. He smiled at her and her response was to open her legs even further, giving herself to him completely. I knew she was still drugged, but there was no denying the acceptance in her actions. Her body was on cruise control; she closed her eyes and stretched her arms out over her head. She quietly licked at the drying come on her lips. Kate was in that lightheaded state that comes just before a deep, dreamy sleep. Tall guy pulled himself out of her raped pussy and climbed up her body. Her legs fell back down flat as he dropped his cock between her ripe tits and began to fuck the lovely path of her cleavage. He pressed her firm globes together and his cock disappeared beneath them. His thumbs massaged her nipples as he titty fucked his sleepy teenage victim. He smiled at his partner as he gave her a pearl necklace of his come. Some hit her chin and dripped down her throat into her hair, some landing on her face. She barely moved during the tall guys ejaculation; she could only lie back and let it happen. As they tugged on their pants, the two guys gave each other high-fives. Life was good when you double-team a big-breasted blonde. They left her there naked and sprawled across a single couch cushion on the carpet. As they headed down the hallway to find the rest of their little rape-fest, I pulled open the door and slipped into the family room, empty but for the sleeping Kate. Seeing her close-up was a real treat. Her skin was still flushed with that just fucked pink color and her stomach seemed to quiver with the aftershocks of her own unconscious pleasure. I tried in vain to wake her, then in haste, I lifted her over my shoulder, grabbed her skirt and sweater off the bar and rushed out into the night.