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For a moment Joann contemplated fleeing and getting some help. But before she could even put her feet in motion the boots of a man appeared in her vision. "It's nuthin" Tom told her as he hauled her up. "Hey, Bill, get the fucker into the jeep and drive it up. Ah take them bitches to the room."
He picked Joann up and dragged her around the car where Joann was lying on the hard earth. Her top was down and her shirt hiked up. Between her spread legs Joann could see the white fluid of her rapist, slowly trickling down. Unceremoniously Tom grabbed her by the arm and lifted her up. Then he marched the wearied girls up the trail. As Joann shuffled beside him she felt the warm fluid run down her legs. After about a mile a wooden shack with a barn like house turned up. Tom kicked open the door the shack as they heard the jeep come up. "Get it into the barn and tie him up to a post" he yelled at his mate. Inside the house he pushed his two victims on rough chairs. As Joann and Beth fearfully watched him, not daring to make a dash to the door he took some ropes out of a closet. "Okay, honey, gimme your hands", he ordered the frightened Joann. Expertly he tied her wrists in front of her and let the rope through a hook in the roof. Tightening it he made her stand up and fixed the loose end at the wall. Thus Joann was standing stark naked with her tied hands high up in the air and wondered what they had in their perverted minds. Just then Beth lost it. She jumped up and tried the door. No luck. As she opened it Bill was just coming up. "Lookie lookie, somebody trying to escape justice." Without any observable effort he scooped her up and carried her to the rough table in the middle of the room. "Pleaassse, let us go. We won't tell anybody. Pleaasee" a sobbing Beth pleaded with her tormentors. "Oh, you sure won't tell anybody" Bill added ominously. He dragged the half naked Beth over to the table and said. "Let's fix her to the table. Remember the gook bitch we had o'er there?" "Yeah, sure was a nice piece o' ass" Tom laughed. Together they stripped the screaming Beth off her torn mini and top and bent her over the table. While Tom held her arms Bill tied her down stretched hands to the feet of the table. Then he walked around, bent down, spread and fixed her ankles to the other side. Beth didn't dare to kick him. These men were capable of everything. Both men stood back and admired their handiwork. "Ah got a hard one again, boss" Bill said. "You fixed the dude?" "Sleeping like a child in the hay. Can't roll or move" "Fine. You get first choice." "Ah take that bitch." He pointed at Joann. "Look at them legs. And the pussy. Just as daddy ordered." With these words he started to feel Joann's pussy hair as if it was a especially fine specimen of sheep's wool. Suddenly he extended a finger and drove it up her cunt tight and dry with fear. "AAAAAHHHHHHH, you're hurting meee" Joann cried as she tried to move back off the painful finger. Tom held her easily. "Don't you worry, you get something better soon." He withdrew the finger and stripped down. Joann got a first glimpse of his throbbing medium sized cock. "Like what you see?" Bill grinned and moved around. Grabbing Joann by her slender hips he made her arch her hips. Deftly he held her as he inserted his prick into her female opening. With a powerful shove he tried to enter her hole. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO" a tortured squeal broke out of Joann. It felt like no fucking before. Another shove forced an further squeal and another half inch of cock inside her body. And another. Finally the torturing shaft was completely embedded in her cunt. "Tight as a virgin, boss" the cruel voice of Bill said. "Mmmmm" Tom's satisfied voice answered. Despite her agony Joann opened her eyes. Tom was standing completely naked before the obscenely tied Beth. He held her head between his rough hands and was busy fucking the mouth of the immobilized woman. Again Joann almost forgot her own plight and watched transfixed. These rapes surely had a strange effect on her. Beth body hardly moved on the rough surface of the table; her flattened breasts were protruding under her prostrate body. It was just the man pistoning in and out of her mouth. Beth's face was covered with tears as she had closed her eyes. Joann observed how deep Beth swallowed the thick cock: With every push his balls were slapping against her chin. How could she deep-throat him?
Joann hardly noticed any more how Bill was plying her cunt. She was freely swinging on the rope which held her hands while her rapist held her tightly around the waist and grunted in lust..
The women had no collection how long it took their oppressors to reach orgasm. Joann only noticed some very hard pushes as Bill emptied his come into her moist cunt. Beth for her part only noticed that the bulb in her mouth suddenly expanded and her mouth filled with the familiar salty tasting fluid. Instinctively she stared to swallow as the rest trickled down her chin.
"Ouh, that really cleaned my tubes" Bill yawned. "Let's grab some food." Without caring for the tied up women they fixed a meal to be washed down with some Jack Daniels. After they got up they again seemed to care for their victims. "Care for some food?" Tom asked grinning. "Just let us go" Beth moaned miserably. "Maybe later. Is that all you want? Some drinkie maybe? Would help you?" Both men looked at their captives, slowly stoking their reawakening cocks. "Know what? I 'haven't fuck ed the girl in her ass so far. Waddaya think?" Tom asked his accomplice. "Noooo, don't!" "You have tortured us enough" both women exclaimed. "Pleease, leave us alone!" "Haven't tried it yet. Both are right, no?" With these words Bill turned to the desperate Joann. "How about it, sweetheart?" "Pleeease not, I don't wanna be hurt, please" a hapless Joann cried. "The way you look ah think you love it" Bill said indifferent. Positioning himself behind her captured body Joann heard the ugly slapping noises of a wet prick stroked fast. Then she felt his hot tip brush along her still moist slit to lubricate his tool. Then came the expected and feared attack. With an effort Joann tried to open up her spinster to ease the pain. Just then she heard Beth scream. Groaning Joann looked up. Beth' brutish rapist had already entered her and was slowly retracting his massive prick. The bend-over Beth was lying with her head to one side and her eyes shut while her mouth was opened in a grimace. As Joann looked on Tom brutally drove his rod back into her tight opening. Another shriek escaped Beth mouth. And another. And another as the anal rape continued. Meanwhile Bill had succeeded in completely burying his cock in Joann ass and started the action. The whole room was filled with the slapping noises of the bodies and the moans and grunts of the participants. Oblivious of her own predicament Joann again was fascinated by the brutal anal rape she saw. Each time Tom entered Beth with a big shove her well rounded cheeks quivered with the thrusts while her cries had subside to miserable groans. Enticed by the tight holes of their victims the men came quickly. Satisfied they withdrew their rape tools and left for a shower. Despondent the two females were left alone. "How are you?" Beth croaked. "My ass hurts. I've had my share of ass fucks but never such a rape." "Same here. I hope they untie us soon. My hands hurt." Beth lamented.
Soon the men returned and indeed took off the ropes. As the women rubbed their hands they were carefully led to the table were they were fed the rests of the meal. The men also made them drink some Daniels to lighten them up. When Beth asked for Mike they were assured that he was cared for. Tom even promised to see him for some food.
After the meal the two naked prisoners were herded to a small room and locked up. Inside there was only a small cot , a table and to bruised chairs. They both sat down on the filthy bed, grateful for not being tied up yet very worried for their future.
Time went by. They heard a car leave, then come back. Some male voices grumbled, but they couldn't understand what they said. Suddenly steps approached the door. The key turned and Bill's voice growled "OK, bitches, come out." As they entered the room about 8 men were standing there, eyeing them hungrily. "Now, what do you say. Ah didn't promise you too much, did I? Hey, move your hands" he snapped at Beth who had tried to cover herself. "Wanna try out?" Unceremoniously he pushed the two victims towards the waiting men. Immediately they were surrounded by men groping their breasts and fingering their most intimate parts. Quickly some zippers were opened and their hands were guided to already stiff pricks. Almost automatically they began to stroke them. Amid calls like "Great piece of tail" they were made to kneel down and suck off the proffered male parts as the gangbang progressed. After the first cocks had covered them with their juices they were hauled up and again bent over the table where their legs were spread painfully and their cunts immediately penetrated by stiff cocks. This time Joann didn't have the time to watch Beth. While she was impale by an unknown rod in her cunt a smelly prick had been forced between her lips and was merrily pumping away. Her head was held like a vice by two callused hands while she tried not to throw up. Without any warning the prick spew his salty load and was quickly replaced by another equally aggressive member.
Amid all this mixture of fucking, semen and moans the door burst open and a booming voice filled the room: "Everybody freeze. Clark county police. You are under arrest. STOP OR I SHOOT!!!" A pistol shot rang through the room as Joann and Beth felt their rapist withdraw quickly. Dazed they looked up. Two police officers with black body armor holding heavy guns in their outstretched arms were standing beside the door while a third one with a pump gun just rushed through the door. Near the window a man was falling down, apparently shot while trying to flee through the window. "Hold your hands up and kiss the floor" one of the officers shouted. The men around Beth and Joann began to kneel down. Joann and Beth, naked as they were, also knelt, not wanting to be killed in the moment of rescue. Just the a police woman came through the door. As she saw the two women keeling there without clothes she pocketed her gun and went up to them. "Hey Buck, get some blankets" she ordered her colleague. "Get up, you don't have to stay in here". She helped them up and let them out. From then on things moved downhill. Outside they informed the police about Mike who was found still bound and gagged in the barn. It was an operation the police had planned for some time. Bill and Tom were part of a gang of slave traders who where selling girls out of the country to Mexican brothels. One of the buyers was an undercover agent who had informed the officers as soon as he saw the prisoners. Unfortunately they couldn't come quick enough to help the girls out before the gangbang.
On their return to the office news had already spread about their adventure. Though rumors about their threesome were abundant there was a general feeling that their gruesome encounter did not ask for an impertinent inquiry. Both Joan and Beth were offered leave to overcome their terrible experience.
However it became almost impossible to resume their daily fuck session. People kept on dropping by in hope for a glimpse since the three co-workers were hot news. Frustrated Tom passed the news to get a new health certificate and join them in the club in two days.
The club, in which Beth, Mike and Joan were members, was lying behind an unobtrusive door in a nondescript are of SF. After having presented their certificates they changed into sexy bikinis and tight briefs. The bar was quite deserted. Two couples were having drinks, watching the porn flics on the screens sipping their drinks and fingering each other. The three sat down at the bar and ordered drinks. From the screens a quiet collective orgasm could be heard. Four men were spreading their jism over a kneeling brunette who tried to get most of the white rain. After a short while Mike, who tried to cheer them up proposed to advance to the group room for some fun. Both girls came along, though somehow uninterested. However, that changed when they entered the room designed for group action. Two couples were merrily working out side by side on the mattresses, the female legs encircling the pumping male backs. One woman was serviced by two men in a corner, one dark skinned man busy fucking her open cunt, the other - white with a small belly and thinning hair - kissing deeply her hungry mouth while she rubbed his engorged cock. He stopped and looked up when the three lovers went down next to the group after discarding their flimsy garments. They lay down and looked around to get stimulate their sexual appetite. Then they fell into the usual pattern - Beth sucking the semi-rigid cock and Joann kissing-kissing her lover. After a short time Beth decided that her toy had enough firmness and put it into her body. Mike moaned: "Let me lick you, now, nowwwww" and groped for Joan's crotch, trying to pull her over onto his mouth. Joann did not hesitate and knelt over her lover's ready mouth. Soon she also moaned as the experienced tongue caressed her clit and explored her hole. Beth stopped her ride and leaned forward to lick the nipple of Joann's left breast while gently rocking her belly. But real ecstasy did not fill her body. Maybe the brutal fucking had left some marks which even the tender loving care of her friends could not remove. Finally she got up. Eagerly the second man of the neighboring group got up and murmured "How about us?" With a shack of her head Joann declined the offer. Picking up her bikini she left the room naked to return to the bar.
First thing Joann saw when she came out of the room was - Brian, her lover of old. Grey eyes, muscular frame and a ready warm smile on his lips. "Brian, what are you doing here" Joann asked, not realizing the naivety of her question. "Well, to do the same as you, I suppose" he grinned while he ran his eye appreciating over her nude figure. Realizing her nakedness and blushing unnecessarily she quickly stepped into her bikini.
Talk
"Come on", he said suddenly," let's grab some food! You're invited." Ignoring her protests about not being suitably dressed they left and drove to a small insider Hispanic restaurant. After dinner the spicy food left Joann hot and horny. Like on their first dinner she clung to him tightly and murmured in her bedroom voice: "Honey, let's make some noise!" Brian just grinned and opened the door to his sports car.
In his apartment they started off in the shower together, soaping the other's body and playing with each other. Joann got down on her knees on the tile and turned a semihard erection into a raging hard-on, looking up at him as she swirled her tongue and sucked. Usually Brian like a long, hot shower, but this time Brian felt they'd been in there long enough. And it had nothing to do with water conservation. They ended up in the bedroom on the floor atop a quilt. It was either the floor or the waterbed. The floor turned out better than the waterbed because Brian could get a harder push on that firm surface, and that's what Joann needed to get herself off. They started off with a long session of 69, with him on the back and Joann on top. Her strong thighs straddled his head, planting that sweet tasting pussy right over his mouth as her own mouth engulfed his erection. Brian held her butt, feeling her muscles flex and her hips rock her open sex against his tongue and lips, feeling her labia get thick and rubbery, spreading wide to expose her clit to his gentle attack, tasting her juices. And all the while her hands caressed up and down his legs as she fucked his cock in and out of her warm mouth, breathing heavily and moaning around its invading thickness, straining to take him as deep as she could, then drawing back with tight lips and a tongue that just never stopped moving. They they were both very aroused, and Brian wanted to come in her pussy more than Brian wanted to come in her mouth. "I want you," Brian implored, and Joann spun off and rolled on her back, spread her legs and reached out for him, just as she had done the first time they were together. It was easy to oblige. They fit together again like old times. She had that snug muscular vagina, which was so different than any other woman he'd felt, and still had those bumper cushion labia. Her pussylips were even thicker and more aroused than Brian had remembered. The combination of her juices and his saliva -- and her saliva on his cock -- made for a velvety slickness that just enveloped him in astounding sensations. When excited, Brian had a very hard erection that curves upward at about a 45-degree angle, and that night Brian was as hard as a proverbial rock. Her body was spread open to him, greeting his every slow thrust into her silky magical cunt with little clenches and that same wonderful noisy moan of hers. Brian heard and felt her excitement grow, just as Brian had remembered it from before, but this night it climbed right through the old plateau. She got louder, and wetter, and her voice became shaky and her body trembled. They were panting in unison, slick bodies that are undulating and caressing each other, inside and outside, and Brian dove in deeply with every thrust, grinding her pussy with a circular rooting motion as his hips forced hers against the barely padded carpeting. Brian felt her body stiffen underneath him and her fingers dig into his back and she exhaled a triumphant "now Now NOW!" punctuated with a drawn-out incoherent grunt. Joann's legs tried to straighten out and her firm thighs squeezed his, and Brian used his strength to keep driving into her with steady strokes as she shook and shimmied from her orgasm. Her body was almost paralyzed with the climax that was crashing over her, spilling out of her pussy and her pelvis. Her body vibrated. She held him, gasping little grunts in sync with the clenching muscles of her pulsing sheath, urging him without words to keep fucking her, keep doing whatever Brian was doing. She stayed there, cresting, for maybe a half minute. Brian felt like a superman. Close enough to her own orgasm that it would feel like Brian was merging his with hers, yet just long enough after her peak so that she could really feel him. Brian was twitching, hardening ever more, lengthening in that last moment before Brian exploded. He let go, drop his restraints and accelerate his thrusts and let it come. "Feel him, feel him come," Brian panted to her as her legs relaxed and opened up and gave him free rein again, freedom to search for that last grasp of sensation in her cream sheath with its two-fingered grip, his body climbing higher on top of her to allow his longest strokes, and her hips trying to meet him, match him, help him. She was wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Smiling. Anticipating. Her body receptive, her noises now quieter, now just responsive to his frantic final thrusts, her "uhh uhh uhh" on every second stroke, which were now rapid and anxious. Brian could feel it, that building surge, and he didn't need to tell her because he could see she could feel it too. Her lips curled back to expose her teeth with a face full of expectation and effort, his hips slapping against hers, our bodies sliding against one another, lubricated by joined sweat. She couldn't move her hips fast enough to keep pace with him, so she stopped moving and just let him take her, take in the driving power of his legs and his little grunts of effort and then the surge flowed out of his loins. Brian buried himself deep inside her muscular and oh so slick vagina and pressed her hard against the floor, frozen in that magical instant like when the outdoor tap is spun open and the flood of water surges through the hose and you know it's in there, you know it's flowing, and it finally explodes out with that spasm of pleasure that seems to tear off the top of his skull. That first long, thick explosion of white fury jetted out, and in his mind's eye Brian could see it splattering into the deepest recesses of her wonderful pink vagina. Surge after surge of sticky globs of white essence coated her cervix and pooled high up inside her body as her knees bent and her hips curled up to greet mine, rocking in short gentle movements while her muscular opening clenched his cock in sync with his weakening spasms. Holding him, urging him. Milking him. They stared into each other's eyes, Brian gave out little whimpers as his hips ploughed his erection as far into his woman as Brian can get it to go, rooting the base of his hard shaft in small circles to stretch her, to prolong the delicious feeling of clutching slippery warmth which enfolded his super-sensitive flesh, to bask in her internal rhythmic pulses and her rocking rubbing stroking of his oozing, still throbbing cock as she whispered, "That's it... come, baby... I felt your come... so hot so hot inside him... Do you feel how wet I am now? Come, baby.... come!" They kept on going that night for another two hours. Joann's body and its incessant ability to reach orgasm was a playground for him. She bobbed around on top of him, straddling his hips facing forward, then backward, then forward again, grinding her inflamed pussy against his pubic bone, climaxing strongly when Brian rubbed a thumb back and forth across her clitoral shaft. Finally they moved to the bed. Leisurely playing with his semi-hard tool she succeeded to inflate him again. Mischievously she again inserted him into her, mumbling sleepily: " You're not going to get away that easily." And she leaned forward to let him suck her swelling breasts. Suddenly he took her by her shoulders and pushed her back. "Will you become my wife?" he asked. "What ?" she asked incredulously," cut the jokes, we're at something more serious." And she leaned backward to fondle his balls. Pretending to glare at her he said, "Listen, you should try to learn very quickly when I am serious and when I am joking. You better learn fast, or else you will find yourself on your back and my dick inside you for punishment. And for that matter, young lady, I think you have something of mine inside you. Are you just going to sit there?" Joann grinned and began to move her pelvis slowly.
When they awakened, they were still wrapped in each others arms. Without moving, Brian said, "I'm waiting for my answer."
"What answer, darling?" Joann replied.
"If you will marry me," he explained.
"But darling, I gave you my answer, or at least my cunt did. Of course I will marry you. Anytime at all."
Finally he withdrew and they rolled on their backs. Joann took his hand, placed it on her favorite location cupping her tit, and with her hand on top very lightly stroking the back of his. In a few moments they were both sleeping.
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