Marc held the chilled bottle of Lancers as the women drank thirstily. Both were sitting on the edge of the couch, and as he raised the bottle to drink again himself he looked at their reflections in the mirror behind them. They were both beautiful women in their own right, and he felt again the waste of their lesbianism. But as he thought about it Jamie's words came back to him and he smiled. Kneeling, he spread the black woman's legs and poured a bit of wine over her stomach. As the ruby liquid ran from her belly and into her pubic hair, she shivered, and Marc leaned forward to lick the wine as it dribbled over the puffed lips of her pussy.
"Oh!" Jamie exclaimed as she felt his tongue search her cunt for the cold wine, "Ughhnnn… that… that's good!"
Marc repeated the process with Marty and as the wine coursed over her shaven pubic area, he held his mouth open beneath her pussy and then licked upwards suddenly and forced his tongue into her cunt. "C… cold!" Marty exclaimed, then giggled lightly as he poured more of the wine over her belly to lap it from her wet pussy. Sitting up then, Marc finished the bottle and set it aside.
"What are you going to do with us?" Jamie asked, her tone more curious than hostile or frightened.
Standing, Marc glanced toward the bathroom and told them, "I really haven't made up my mind yet but I'll think of something, I'm sure."
"You… you're not going to hurt us, are you?" Marty asked, a note of apprehension in her voice.
Marc leaned down, cupped the blonde's chin and kissed her softly as he ran his hand over her naked shoulder. As their lips parted he asked, "Why would I want to hurt you-either of you?"
"I… I don't know, but sometimes rap… ah, people do, you know," she answered in a small voice.
Marc chuckled, "You were going to say 'rapist,' weren't you? Tell me, have either of you been raped-actually raped?"
"We haven't been hurt, if that's what you mean," Jamie told him. "But that doesn't mean we won't be…"
"Right," Marc replied, "But it doesn't mean that you will be, either… " He paused, and looked down at the helpless women, bound, blindfolded and completely at his mercy, and as he did he felt his prick twitch. "Neither of you have anything to fear as long as you don't resist… I'm a thief… I steal sex-but I also give in return." He saw a small shiver pass through the black woman's body as she absorbed his words; then he turned and walked into the bathroom and turned on the light. The stall shower seemed overly large and as he opened the opaque door, he saw why-it held three individual shower heads. Smiling, he turned on the water and adjust it to a warm flow; then he closed the door and looked through the things on the commode counter. He chose a large plastic bottle of expensive shampoo, set it inside the shower, then walked back through the room where the women sat quietly, and went on through to the kitchen. He rummaged through the vegetable bin of the refrigerator and found a long cucumber. From the shelf, he took a package of Polish sausages, tore the wrapper and removed one. The sausage was about six inches long and an inch and a half in diameter-the cucumber was nearly twice that size.
Leading the women into the bathroom, Marc opened the door and told them, "Cleanliness is next to sexiness… shall we shower together?"
Jamie stepped in without hesitation, but Marty balked at the door. "My… my hair… it'll get all wet."
"Then we'll dry it," he told her and patted her ass with the cucumber. Stepping in after the women, he set the two phallic shaped articles on the floor and picked up the bottle of shampoo. When the water had coursed over their bodies and had them thoroughly wet, Marc turned it down to just a drizzle and faced Jamie. Her brown body glistened brightly and he felt a shudder go through her as he poured a large amount of the liquid soap over her shoulders and breasts. Using both hands, Marc worked the liquid into a thick lather over her upper body, then he knelt and soaped her buttocks and legs, paying particular attention to her pubic area as he forced her legs open. As his hands worked upward and his fingers spread the lips of her cunt, Jamie moaned softly.
"God, man… you just touch me and I'm ready to get it on!"
Marc inserted his thumb into her soapy cunt and wiggled it. "You say that to all your rapists…"
Marty giggled, then Marc stood and repeated the process with her. As he reached her shaved cunt, a thrill went through him at its smoothness-he couldn't even feel the stubble one usually finds on a shaved area and as he looked up at her jutting tits, it almost seemed as if she was an overdeveloped child. He soaped her thoroughly, then stood and poured a portion of the liquid over his own body. When he reached his prick, it throbbed as he ran his soapy hands over its stiff length; then he set the bottle of shampoo aside and looked at the soapy bodies of the two naked women. Reaching out, he gathered them into his arms and pressed his body to theirs. His prick was trapped between their hips, and as he moved his hands slowly over their slick asses, he felt them both begin to respond to the nearness of each other's bodies.
"God, that's fantastic!" Jamie cried as she felt his hand on her ass and his prick rub her hip. She pushed forward until her shoulder touched Marty's and she began a slow, undulating movement with hex entire body as the warm, soapy flesh against her own sent thrills of pleasure through her being. She ground her pelvis against Marc's hip and she felt his prick throb as she swayed the other way against Marty. Marty swallowed thickly as her smooth cunt came in contact with Marc's leg. A thrill went through her, too, as she felt Jamie moving sensuously against her, and she began a slow movement of her own.
"I… I've never felt anything like this… it's, God, it's: too much!" Marty said huskily as she felt Marc's hand fondling her soapy ass cheeks.
Marc kissed Marty first and no sooner had his mouth closed over hers, than he found her tongue inside his lips, searching frantically for his. He sucked her tongue deeply, then nibbled hex lips as she ground her cunt against his leg. The feeling of both their bodies against his own with his prick trapped between them was causing his juices to rise, and he turned his head to kiss Jamie. She responded immediately as he fingered her tiny ass-hole and forced his tongue into her mouth. She groaned and sucked his tongue as his finger was shoved into her deeply, then she gasped for breath as he removed his mouth and finger at the same time. Stepping back, Marc pushed the girls together and, without hesitation, they sought each other's mouths. He watched as they kissed erotically and began rubbing their bellies against each other; then they hunched forward until their cunts met and they moved sensuously together. He held them both and moved his prick in and out between their soapy bodies as they sucked each other's tongues and rubbed pussies.
As he felt himself rising again, Marc pulled back and stooped to pick up the cucumber and the large sausage. He weighed them mentally, then took the sausage in his left hand and told Marty, "Spread your legs." The woman did as she was told, and Marc reached her pussy from behind and shoved an inch of the sausage into her soapy channel.
"Ughhhhnnn… what the… what's that?" Marty asked, as she felt the slick thing enter her cunt. In answer, Marc shoved more of it in, then held onto the last inch with the tips of his fingers.
"Close your legs," he told her, then reached around the slender hips of the Negress and instructed her to open her legs.
Jamie felt the hard object being forced into her cьnt, but her passions had risen to a point where she was beyond caring, and she relaxed her muscles as Marc forced more and more of it into her. "Ohhhh… it's so big… so fucking big!" she told him as the cucumber curved upwards and only a few inches of it remained outside her cunt. When he had it in position, he urged her to close her legs, and he pushed the two women together again. As their bodies came together and they began the slow grinding movement once more, their pussies rubbing and their soap-slick tits crushed flat against their chests, Marc guided his prick between their slowly moving hips. The sensation was like sinking his prick into a large, moving cunt, and as he wrapped his arms about their writhing bodies he watched as they shared mouths and tongues.
Jamie rubbed her soapy pussy against her lover's smooth cunt, and as she did the thing in her cunt seemed to be moving of its own volition. Almost as though Marty has a prick, she thought, and wished again that her arms were free so that she could feel the other woman's body with her hands. She pumped her heavily haired cunt against the shorter woman's, and she felt the slick, stiff prick moving hotly between their bodies, throbbing as it was pressed tightly beneath their soft, wet flesh. "Too much!" she groaned as she felt Marc force her middle finger between the slippery cheeks of her ass. "Yesss! Shove your finger in my ass! Fingerfuck me in my ass-hole! God, this fucking prick inside me is heavenly… I'm… uhhhhnn… I'm coming Jesus, am I coming!"
Marty gasped as a finger entered her tightly puckered ass-hole, and she felt the sausage in her cunt grind upwards as Jamie rubbed her entire body over hers. "Ohhhh… fuck me, Jamie! Fuck me! I… I'm coming too!" She gasped again as Marc shoved his finger into the second knuckle and wiggled it obscenely in her clasping ass-hole. "Yessss… oh, yessss!" she wailed loudly and rubbed her body against Jamie's.
Marc felt the women coming and he moved his hips back and forth as his throbbing prick plunged deeply between their writhing, wet bodies. Then he withdrew it as both of them shuddered and cried out as their orgasms broke again almost simultaneously.
"Ughhhhnnnn… commmming… fuck me God, fuck me!" Jamie screamed.
As her body was wracked by the wave of pleasure that crashed over her, Marty sobbed, "Oh oh oh, yes… ughhhhnnn… hard-fuck me harder harrrrddddeeerrR!"
The women bucked in his arms, and as they quivered hotly against each other Marc held them tightly, his middle finger shoved deep into their ass-holes. Then, as Jamie sucked her breath, he pulled his fingers out and reached for the water controls.
Multiple sheets of warm water splashed over the writhing trio, and, as the suds washed from their bodies and down the drain, their passions cooled and Marc pulled his aching prick from between their hips just before he ejaculated. He held himself very still as he backed against the door and allowed the water to course over him. His prick jerked involuntarily and he knew if he even touched it at that critical point his come would come bursting forth to spew over the legs of the naked women only inches away from him. Marc breathed deeply for a moment and, closed his eyes as the sensation passed; he knew he could control himself. Bringing himself right to the brink of coming and then holding off always left him weak behind the knees, and they sagged now as he leaned against the shower door. Finally he opened his eyes to find the women leaning heavily against the walls of the shower-the cucumber had slipped from Jamie's cunt and was trapped between her legs with only an inch of it still inside her pussy. Marc looked at Marty's crotch and saw half the sausage protruding like some obscene, reddish-brown prick sticking out from her hairless cunt. Kneeling, he pulled out the cucumber and heard Jamie gasp; then he reached up and slid the sausage from the blond woman's clasping pussy. Both of them sighed heavily and Marc licked his lips as he stared at one cunt and then the other. He buried his face in the Negress's black bush and licked her clit until she writhed sensuously against him. He cupped the firm cheeks of her brown ass and, as she hunched her pelvis forward, ran his hands down the length of her strong legs. As she moaned again, he released her and turned to Marty. He spread her hairless cunt lips and licked out with his tongue. As he came in contact with her swollen clit, the woman drew in her breath sharply and cried out.
"Jesus! Fuck me… if you don't fuck me I'm going to lose my mind!"
"Baby… " Jamie moaned, and moved her body against that of her lover's as Marc sucked the woman's pussy.
Looking up, Mare saw the women sharing tongues again and he stood, then forced them to their knees facing each other. Holding on to the backs of their heads, he shoved them together and, as their lips met, shoved his throbbing prick between their mouths and held them pressed to his hot flesh. Jamie was the first to respond as she began licking the length of his prick with her lips and tongue. Then Marty, too, got the idea, and Marc looked down to see both of the women working their hot mouths over the length of his prick. Alternating, first one and then the other would take the pulsing head into her mouth as her companion licked back towards the thick base of his prick; then, reversing, their mouths would meet halfway towards the head and they shared tongues with his prick trapped between their sucking mouths. He felt his knees shaking and he groaned aloud as Marty sucked the head of his prick into her mouth and tongued him wildly.
"Yes… suck me off," he told them, "suck me till I come!" And he forced their heads together and held them as he began a slow fucking motion and watched the head of his prick protrude beyond their ovaled ups. As he withdrew himself both women licked the head of his prick and he felt his juices rising. Unable to hold back any longer, Marc buried his prick deeply in the black woman's hot mouth and clutched her head tightly as the first glob of hot come burst forth to splash against her throat. He felt her swallow and he pulled out suddenly to shove his spurting prick into Marty's mouth as she gasped, then gagged. He held on to her head as his prick jerked spasmodically and he moaned, "Ohhh, God swallow my come… swallow it! So good… so fucking good!"
Pulling back as his prick erupted, Marc shoved just the head of it into Jamie's mouth, and he felt the final contraction as his semen pumped onto her tongue and she licked the length of his sensitive cock. Standing away from them then, Marc watched in awe as Jamie opened her mouth and closed it over Marty's, and he realized they were passing his hot come back and forth between their mouths. Unable to resist, he fell to his knees and kissed Jamie fully and felt a glob of sticky come spit into his mouth. Removing his lips from hers, he turned and passed the come to Marty, who took it willingly and swallowed.
Finally, Marc stood and helped the women to their feet; he turned the water to warm and finished bathing them, then shut it off and found towels for them all. As he rubbed the soft towel over Jamie's back, she told him, "Don't you think it's time you untied us… whoever you are?"
He thought about it for a moment-he had never yet yielded to the temptation to release a victim before he was totally through with her-the risk was just too great. So he told Jamie, "I'd like that… but not right now-perhaps later." She shrugged as he checked the cords that bound her wrists at the small of her back-not tight enough to cut off the circulation, but snug enough so she could not slip out of them. He finished drying her and repeated the process with Marty. Afterwards, Marc led the two women into the main bedroom and was gratified to find a king-size bed with a firm mattress. He half closed the door to the bathroom, leaving it open just a crack as he pulled back the covers and urged the women onto the bed. The room was dim and no light shone through the windows as he climbed between them and looked down at their satin bodies on either side of him-they were a study in contrast. As he rolled to his left to fondle the black woman's small but well formed tits, he ran his hand downward over her quivering belly and cupped her damp pubic bush fully. On impulse, Marc reached up and removed the woman's sleep mask. Surprised, she blinked, and he touched a finger to her lips to signify the need for silence. He kissed her softly and, weighing the possibilities once more; he rolled her to her stomach-and released her hands.
"Don't try anything foolish," he whispered in her ear as she rolled into his arms and rubbed her wrists. She looked at him in the dim light for a long moment; then a slow smile crossed her face as she shook her head from side to side.
Marc lay back then as the black woman ran her hands over his body in slow, gentle circles, stopping as she reached his soft prick where it lay against his thigh. Lowering her head, she took just the tip of his prick into her mouth and laved it erotically with her hot tongue. Marc pulled himself into a sitting position and ran his hand over Marty's full tits as the Negress licked his thickening member and sucked it deeply into her throat. As he stiffened, he pulled her face up to his and kissed her softly. "I want to watch her eat your pussy," he whispered as their mouths parted. Jamie smiled and nodded, then rolled over to squat atop Marty's face.
"Suck her pussy, Marty," he told her as Jamie towered her cunt to Marty's mouth.
Marty felt the weight of her lover on her chest; then as the woman scooted forward and she heard the man's command, she shivered and opened her mouth slightly as smooth thighs rubbed her face. She licked out and found her mouth filled with the puffed lips of Jamie's cunt, and she speared her tongue into that warm, wet crevice and heard the Negress cry out.
"Ohhhh… baby! That's good? Suck my pussy, baby… give momma a good come… God, how I've wanted you to do this to me! Suck me, baby use your tongue… suck my clit… Oh, shit that's soooo good!"
Marc took hold of Jamie's hand and guided it to his prick as the white girl laved her cunt wetly. He watched as Jamie writhed and ground her pussy down on the woman's face while she moved her hand up and down the swollen length of his throbbing prick.
Just then the screech of tires came to them from outside the house. Then a car stopped and a door banged loudly as the trio froze. Quickly, Marc found the cord and rebound Jamie's wrists; then he jumped from the bed and pulled aside the heavy drapes to look onto the circular drive where a second automobile had pulled in beside Jamie's. Marc saw the man making his way uncertainly toward the front door and he turned to the bed. "Either of you know a big fellow who drives a white Buick?"
Marty gasped and Marc went to her. "Do you?" he asked.
"It… it might be Tom… my fi… my ex-fiance," she said in a trembling tone.
"Both of you stay quiet!" he ordered, and went to the dresser where he had found the revolver earlier. He pulled open the drawer, took hold of the gun, then went into the other room and pulled on his ski mask as the sound of someone banging on the front door came to him. He was tempted simply to take his clothing and leave, but the temptation of the two naked women on the bed was greater. He snatched up the length of cord he had used to tie Jamie to the couch and made his way through the darkened house as the sound of the man's voice came through the locked door.
"Open the fuckin' door! I know you're in there!" he shouted.
From the sound of his voice, Marc realized the man had been drinking. Quickly, he went to the door and stood to one side as he slid the bolt, then removed the chain. The door burst open and Tom Louden came bursting into the darkened living room to trip over a wicker chair near the doorway. Marc slammed and locked the door, then flipped on the lights.
Stunned, Tom looked up to see a naked man wearing a ski mask hovering over him with a pistol in his hand.
"Wha… what is this?" Louden questioned, and blinked his eyes.
"You tell me!" Marc told him sharply.
"Ah… I, that is-maybe I've got the wrong house he stammered as Marc cocked the revolver.
As he pulled back on the hammer, he smiled-it was unloaded, but it was doing the job. "You'll never know how wrong, Tom."
A look of confusion crossed the man's face and he sobered as he asked, "You know my name?"
"Stand up!" Marc ordered him, and stood to one side as the man pulled himself up from the floor and looked about.
"Where… where's Marty-what have you done with her?" he asked sullenly.
"Move!" Marc told him, and-gestured toward the hallway. The man did as he was ordered and Marc marched him to the bedroom. As they entered, Marc reached around the door and turned on the bedroom lights.
Tom gasped as he saw the women, naked and bound on the bed. Jamie looked at him, hostile, and shook her head. "Well, well… if it isn't the big man himself," and a slow smirk formed on her lovely dark features.
Tom was dumbfounded, but he responded as he felt the barrel of the revolver pressed into his back. Marty hung her head and said nothing as Marc ordered the man to remove his clothing. Hesitantly, the confused man, obeyed, and as he came to his shorts, Jamie smiled and towards Marc and said, "No wonder he couldn't hang onto her… look at the size of his prick-my tongue's longer!" and she laughed.
Marc smiled-the woman was right; Tom was well over six feet tall and muscular, but his penis was something less than astounding. Average, Marc thought as the man stepped out of his shorts and glared at the black woman angrily.
"You fucking dyke! I'd like to show you what it's like to be fucked by a real man!" Tom replied to her cutting remark.
Marc motioned Jamie off the bed, and he held the pistol leveled at the other man as he untied her hands. He gave her the length of rope and the one from her wrists and told her, "Tie him to the bedspread eagle."
"What… what are you going to do to him?" Marty asked as she heard the order.
Jamie went to the bed and pulled her to her feet. "Don't you worry, baby." She guided her to a nearby chair. "Okay, big mouth-you heard the man!" she barked at Tom.
"Now just a goddamn minute!" he protested, but Marc cut him off.
"I can always shoot you," he said softly.
Tom went slowly to the bed and lay down in the center; quickly and efficiently, Jamie tied his arms to the carved headboard-they were spread wide and Marc nodded with satisfaction as Jamie completed the task. He checked the knots and told her, "Not too bad, lady." She smiled and went to Marty.
"What are you going to do to me?" Torn asked apprehensively as he saw Marc put the pistol back in the drawer. In answer, Marc went to the two women and whispered something to Jamie. She smiled and licked her lips, then led the still-bound blonde to the side of the bed. As she sat her down, she looked maliciously at her lover's ex-boyfriend and smiled.
"You're gonna like this, Mister Motherfucker!" and she took hold of Marty's face in her hands, kissed her fully and let her tongue linger where Tom could see it flicking in and out of the white girl's mouth.
"Bitch!" he spit at her.
"Uh, huh… I'm a black bitch… and I've got an itch," she told him, and stood to press Marty's face into her hairy crotch. Tom's mouth dropped open when Marty did not struggle, but began licking the wide-spread cuntal lips with her tongue. "Oh, yes, baby… lick your momma's pussy… suck it good let this motherfucker see who you belong to!"
Marc looked on in amusement as Tom fell silent and Marty laved the black woman's cunt with her tongue and sucked her clit between her teeth to nibble and moan as she did. He smiled as he saw Tom's prick twitch as it lay against his thigh and begin to swell. As his prick reached full erection and stood out stiffly from his hairy loins, Tom tried to rise up to get a better look at the woman he had been engaged to, sucked the Negress's pussy willingly, her own hips grinding sensuously against the mattress.
"Jesus!" he muttered, as Marc walked up behind Jamie and slid his arms about her to cup her firm breasts in his hands. As he rolled the woman's turgid nipples between his thumbs and forefingers she groaned and reached behind her to take hold of his swollen prick. She guided it between her legs and Marc thrust forward with his hips as the head of his prick protruded out from between her dripping pussy lips and the blonde woman sucked it greedily.
"Suck his prick, baby… lick that beautiful prick and make it shoot down your throat… drink his come like we did before!" Jamie mouthed obscenely, delighted with the look of pain on Tom's lust-contorted face. His prick jerked spasmodically as he licked dry ups and watched his sweetheart alternate from prick to pussy with her mouth.
"Oh, sweet Jesus," Tom moaned, "what have you done to her? She… she never even did that for me!"
Jamie laughed and Marc whispered in her ear again. She giggled and pulled away to leave Marc standing there with his prick shoved deeply into the blonde's mouth, her lips ovaled lewdly, making loud sucking noises as she sucked his cock expertly. Marc watched as Jamie climbed onto the bed and stretched out beside the groaning man. He smiled as she closed her mouth over the nipple of his breast and sucked it lavishly. Then her hands began to rub all over his body without ever touching his throbbing prick, and he began to writhe beneath her manipulations. She lowered her mouth to his stomach and washed his navel with her darting tongue; then she forced his legs apart and licked his swollen balls as he gasped for breath. Still she did not touch his prick, and it was obvious that her mouth and hands were driving him wild. Marc withdrew his throbbing cock from Marty's mouth and bent forward to cup her full tits and to kiss her fully as Tom watched.
Pulling the sleep mask off her face, Marc stood back as she turned from his masked form to Torn on the bed behind her. She swallowed thickly as she saw Jamie with her head between his legs, licking his ass-hole obscenely. Then she turned her face back to Marc and asked him breathlessly, "Pl… please untie me too-I promise I won't try anything… I promise!"
Marc untied her hands and whispered in her ear. She raised her face to his and kissed him passionately as her hands sought his prick. She stroked it several times, then climbed onto the bed and drew her face close to Tom's. "You've wondered why you couldn't keep me? Well, I'll tell you!" and she climbed up over him to squat obscenely over his surprised face. "Because you never once offered to eat my pussy! All you ever wanted was to stick your filthy prick in my cunt and blow your nuts-then roll over and talk about how fucking terrific it was! You bastard! You always wanted to put that filthy thing in my mouth, but you never once thought about me!" And as she spoke, she lowered her body down until her cunt was only an inch from his gaping mouth. "Well, you'll suck my pussy now… and you'll suck it until I tell you to stop!" And with that, she forced her shaved cunt down on his face; his muffled reply was one of protest. He moved his head from side to side in an attempt to escape her naked cunt, but he could not-his head was trapped between her thighs and she held onto it with both hands as she ground her pussy into his mouth viciously. "Yes! Suck it-see what pussy tastes like?" she questioned, as Jamie moved up to watch, her hand still stroking his tortured body.
Tom looked up at the girl he thought he had known and saw her lust-contorted features staring back at him as she covered his mouth with her cunt. He choked back the urge to vomit as he tasted the warm, wet flesh of her cunt, and he felt the other woman's hands roaming all over his body without touching that one place where he needed to be touched. He moaned sickly as he opened his mouth and found it filled with the swollen pussy lips of his ex-lover's cunt. Then a strange thing happened. In an effort to escape her grinding cunt, his tongue came in contact with the flesh at the top of her pussy, and he felt her stiffen and moan-he realized it had given her pleasure, and he did it again. Marty responded by releasing her grip on his head and stroking his brow with her hot hands. "Yes," she moaned, "that's it, Tommy… suck my clit… lick it till I come… yessss, God yes!"
Suddenly, Tom was aware that he was actually giving Marty pleasure with his mouth. He licked out again, and as she moaned in response to his hot tongue the realization that he had never been able to give her this kind of pleasure with his prick caused him to redouble his lingual efforts. He lapped her cunt lavishly as she writhed above him.
"Jesus… oh, Jesus!" Marty cried out and spasmed lightly as Tom sucked her swollen clit into his mouth and nibbled it sensually. "Suck me! God, make me come… ughhhnnn… Ohhhhhh… suck!"
Behind the thrashing form of the beautiful blond woman, Jamie took hold, finally, of Tom's swollen prick. The flesh was hot to her hands and, the moment she touched it, it jerked spasmodically. She thought he was going to blow his nuts at her touch, but it was just a response to feeling her warm fingers close around its girth; and somehow Jamie was pleased with the size of Tom's prick-it was not as long as the masked man's and not quite as thick. She lowered her head slightly and opened her mouth to take in just the head of it. As she did, Tom groaned loudly and thrust his hips upwards. Jamie swallowed the entire length of his prick and swirled her tongue around the pulsing head; then she pulled off completely to lick just around the glans as a thick fluid seeped from the slitted opening. She licked the back side of his throbbing prick, and, as she sensed him about to come, she moved her hand up its length to pinch the head tightly with her thumb and forefinger. As she did, she heard Marty cry Out in the throes of orgasm, and she looked up to see her white lover arching her back as she ground her cunt into Tom's defenseless face.
Gasping for breath, Marty fell forward limply and sobbed as Tom continued sucking her pussy lips into his mouth. Jamie moved forward a bit, lowered her head to Marty's ass and licked her exposed ass-hole obscenely as Tom's tongue entered her cunt again. "Oh, God!" the blond woman cried out, "I… I can't take any more of this! Fuck me… please, someone fuck meeeee!"
Turning her around, Jamie closed her mouth over Marty's, and as they shared tongues she ran her fingers into the woman's hairless cunt and finger-fucked her with slow, easy strokes. "Baby want to get fucked?" she whispered to her lover as the blond writhed under her hands.
"Yes, Oh, God… Yes!" she whimpered and took hold of Jamie's hand and moved it furiously against her aching cunt.
Jamie pulled away from her and guided her over Tom's throbbing prick. "Let's see if he can give you as good a come as I can, baby." As Marty lowered herself down, Jamie took hold of Tom's prick and pinched it again, then shoved it into the woman's clasping cunt.
Tom watched his cock disappear into the hairless snatch, and he blinked as the black woman bent forward and licked both of his balls. The sensation was like nothing he had ever known, and, as Marty moved her body up and down above his loins, he felt yet another sensation. Jamie rose up then and smiled at him-and the smile sent a chill through his body as she plunged her finger into his ass-hole and made him jump.
"Owwwww! Damn… that… that and she took his breath away as she stretched his ass-hole wide and inserted a second finger into the tight ring of flesh. "Ohhhh he moaned as she leered at him.
"See what it's like, motherfucker?" Jamie spit at the man tied to the bed. She sat up then, two fingers working painfully at his ass-hole, and she ran her free-hand over Marty's white belly as the woman undulated atop Tom's sweated loins. She ran her fingers over the woman's shaven cunt and let just the tip of her middle finger stroke the turgid clit as Marty moved her body slowly up and down the length of his swollen shaft. "Good, baby?" she asked, and opened her mouth to suck in the nipple of Marty's left tit as it bobbed only inches from her face.
Marc watched with growing excitement as the blond lowered herself onto her ex-boyfriend's tortured cock. He felt the blood pound in his temples then as Jamie stuck her fingers up the helpless man's ass and began sucking Marty's tit while she teased her cunt with her fingers. Marc circled the bed and climbed on behind Jamie. He ran his hands over the smooth, warm flesh of her trim ass and; as she wiggled against his touch, he moved his body against hers. "Ummmnn… that's good," she told him wistfully as his prick slid between her legs and nudged the entrance to her heavily haired cunt.
Jamie thrust her ass backwards then, as Marc reached between her legs and guided the swollen head of his prick into her pussy. She felt the folds of flesh wrap around his stiff member, and a new thrill went through her as she looked to her left and saw Tom with his teeth bared and his neck muscles bulging. Above him, Marty was enjoying another orgasm, and she gasped for breath as Jamie stroked her sensitive cut with her fingertips. Jamie contracted the muscles of her cunt as Marc entered her fully. As she took his entire length into her wet womb, she liked Marty up gently and pulled Tom's prick from her cunt. "Don't let him come." she hissed, and turned the girl to face her as Marc took hold of her hips and fucked her lewdly from the back, dog fashion.
Tom stared in frustrated disbelief as Marty pulled off him only a moment before he achieved orgasm. His prick twitched painfully and stood straight up from his sweating loins as the black woman lowered her head between Marty's legs and began lapping her cunt while the man wearing the ski mask fucked her obscenely.
"Nooo!" Tom cried. "For God's sake, Marty… don't do this to me!" And he writhed on the bed as the trio sucked and fucked beside him.
Marty sighed and recalled the times Tom had left her wanting-in every instance, she had been forced to finish herself off by masturbating in shame in the bathroom while Tom smoked and talked about "how good it was?" Those times had left her terribly frustrated and wondering if perhaps there wasn't something wrong with her-was she oversexed? Was she a nymphomaniac? Why couldn't she enjoy sex like other women, without having to jack herself off after a sex act? It had been disgusting… but no more! No more, she thought as Jamie cupped her full ass cheeks and ran her mouth over the pouting lips of her pussy. She had learned that the problem wasn't hers, but Tom's… his inconsiderate rutting for no reason other than self-gratification. Now he was begging her to gratify him… she glanced at his swollen prick and suppressed the urge to laugh at him. And as Jamie sucked her pussy while the man fucked her, Marty leaned back against Tom's thigh and let her arm brush his prick.
"Please!" the frustrated man cried again "At least jack me off, Marty… help me come… for God's sake, don't leave me hanging like this!" Jamie heard him and knew what she was going to do. She thrust her ass up as Marc plunged deeply inside her clasping cunt, and she shuddered as she felt herself building for another mind blowing orgasm at the hands of the unknown man. Behind her, Marc held on to her lithe hips as she bucked against him, and though he wanted to hold back as long as he possibly could, her hot tight pussy was about to bring him off. He felt his Juices boil from his balls then as the woman stiffened and threw her brown ass high and a spasm shook her beautiful body.
"Yesss! Fuck me… fuck me you white mother fucker! Stick your prick all the way in… let me feel your come… Oh… Oh… Ohhhh, Jesus! I'm… I'm commmmmmming!" Her body bucked as she felt the first hot splash of his come spurt forth into her cunt. She gasped for breath as Marty tell back wards, and she held tight to her lover as the waves of pleasure washed over her again and again.
Marc looked down at the woman as she tensed and accepted his load of hot come. He pulled his prick out until just the head of it remained in the wet folds of her cunt; then he plunged it deeply to spurt again, and he shuddered as the last of his contractions came and his prick jerked spasmodically in the hot flesh of the Negress's pussy.
Tom watched the pair orgasm and he sobbed loudly. Marty was lying half across his sweating body and her arm pushed against his prick as she held the black woman's head between her legs and moaned low as though she, too, were experiencing another orgasm. He was shaken-completely shaken at the obscene display of sex. His intention had been to come here, to reason with his beloved Marty and to make her give up her wanton relationship with the black lesbian. But things hadn't turned out that way and now he was their captive-forced to watch them as they sucked and fucked and rutted like a pack of dogs in heat. He hated them and he hated Marty for what she had done to him-thrown him over for a woman, and a black woman at that! But, now, all Tom could think of was release. He wanted to feel his prick swell and feel the sticky white come burst forth into someone's cunt or mouth or even… even their ass-hole! He licked his lips drily and watched as the man wearing the ski mask rolled off the black woman's sweating body… and a shudder went through him as he saw her looking at him, smiling.
Jamie crawled atop Tom's chest and squatted, her pussy only inches from his face. "So you want to get your nuts, huh, lover boy?" she asked him huskily. "Well… we might let you, but you've got to do something for us first!" And she rose up, scooted forward, and, before Tom could protest, shoved her come filled cunt against his mouth. "Noooo!" he cried as he felt her hands take hold of his head and force it against her wet loins. He fought to avoid the wet, hairy gash that the man had just fucked, but he could not. And as he fought for breath he tasted the faintly salty liquid as it dribbled from her swollen cunt lips.
Reaching behind her with one hand, Jamie took hold of Tom's aching prick and stroked it several times. As she did, he stopped resisting, and she smiled as she felt his tongue enter her and lap the sticky white come that had been shot into her cunt only moments before. "That's it… lick me clean stick all of his come out of my cunt… then maybe momma will let you come!"
Marty rolled to one side and watched with interest as Jamie forced her ex-lover to eat her pussy. Tom was such a prude, and it surprised her when he did not protest more. She reached out as Jamie released Tom's prick, and she touched the quivering flesh with her fingertips. She had never really looked closely at a man's prick before, and though she had had the urge to play with Tom's, she had never had the opportunity-he was always in a hurry to stick it in her. Now she played with it; she moved forward until her tits were mashed against his hairy thigh, and she licked the length of his shaft with her soft tongue His prick jerked spasmodically as she fondled and licked him and, as she ran her mouth over the underside of his cock, she felt him twitch strongly. Marty rose up and was about to take the bead of Tom's prick into her mouth, when it erupted and his load of hot come splashed all over her face. She squeezed her eyes shut and held tightly to his erupting prick as it spewed the sticky white globs all over her face and neck. Finally she got her mouth over it to taste his semen as the last drops squeezed forth. She sucked him dry and looked up as she saw the man with the ski mask beckon to her. He stood at the foot of the bed with another bottle of wine, and, though she couldn't be sure, she thought he was smiling.
Jamie, too, climbed from the bed and stood beside Marty and their unknown captor. The three of them looked down at Tom, who lay naked and bound on the bed. His face was smeared with come and Jamie's cunt juice, and his thighs were wet with his own come. His chest heaved as he breathed deeply, and he looked up apprehensively as the three people drank from a bottle of wine.
"I think it's time for you two to bathe me," Marc said and slipped his arms about their waists.
Marty passed the bottle to Jamie, then took hold of Marc's still stifF prick. She fondled it lovingly and cast a hostile glance at her ex-lover on the bed. "Yes that'll be nice… if you'll fuck me in the ass-hole again. And as she spoke the words, Tom's face burned brightly. "At least you don't come the minute you stick it in!"
Jamie drained the bottle and set it aside as she reached for Marty's shaved pussy. "I'll suck your cunt while he fucks you in the ass, baby," she said huskily, then glanced at Tom. "He can just lie in here and eat his heart out while we all do it in the shower she giggled. "You really should try a mйnage a trojs, Tom… does wonders for your libido… to say nothing of your shitty male attitude!" And the three of them turned to leave the man shaken on the bed.
Sunday evening, Marc dressed slowly and peeked into the bedroom where the two women lay asleep beside the still bound Tom. They had spent the better part of the day teasing him and forcing him to do their will, But Marc had noticed that Marty had been paying more attention to him during the last few hours of their orgy, than during its beginning. She lay now with her head on his shoulder and her hand wrapped around his shrunken prick, and she slept deeply. Even Jamie's attitude had changed, it seemed, and though she had persisted in teasing poor Tom, it was obvious that each time she mounted his swollen prick to shove it in either her cunt or her ass-hole she was enjoying it immensely. The weekend had surpassed Marc's expectations, and, as he gathered his clothing, pulled on his gloves and prepared to leave, he wondered what the outcome of the orgy would be. For him, a good night's sleep awaited… but as he thought about it he realized that another boring week was also waiting for him… and the appointment with his psychiatrist.