Roger Grayson - A Neighborhood Party

The others burst out in laughter at his joke and at the same time Harry, finishing his steak, rose from the table and began rummaging in his bag. He pulled out several reels of 8 millimeter film and presented them proudly to the others.

"New stuff, it just came in and boy, is it hot," he announced. "Now come on let's get with it."

Carol looked over at Sarah and noticed that she was ready to burst into tears again from the announcement that things were to begin. The men had risen from the table and had gathered around the fire with their after dinner drinks in their hands. She reached warmly over and clasped Sarah's hand in hers, whispering to her.

"Remember Phil's job, you've got to go through with it even if it kills you."

The poor tortured girl sat still for a moment and then nodded her head in helpless acceptance without speaking.

Harry threaded the projector in one corner of the room and focused it on the screen on the opposite wall while the others pulled out a huge king-sized mattress from the corner and flopped down on it in the center of the floor. They left room between them for the girls who followed a moment later and lay down beside them. Harry grabbed some large pillows and threw them over to Jack who arranged them behind everyone so they could relax fully to get a good view of the screen.

Carol was flanked on the outside by Jack with Charlie Evans in the middle. Sarah was next to him with Harry lying on her outside. It was apparent from the helpless trapped look on Sarah's face that a deep battle was raging within her over whether or not to fight the inevitable. She pulled heavily on her drink and Carol could see her hand shaking as though she were freezing. Charlie Evans had noticed it too and it was apparent he was enjoying her tortured discomfort.

The picture flicked on, brightening the room a bit from its light. It was the age old story of a seduction with a neighbor calling on a young innocent housewife in the next apartment after she had kissed her husband goodbye for work. There was the usual foreplay with the woman fighting for all she was worth at first, then slowly succumbing to the man. He fucked her on the living room couch for awhile and made her suck him and then he went to the door and motioned outside. A huge man appeared, obviously a friend who had been waiting until the other man had seduced her. He entered and stripped his clothes off quickly while the poor girl lay huddled in terror back against the couch. Then he fucked her the same way for awhile while the first man made her suck him. They both worked her over in various ways, one at a time, then both together until it could be seen they were all cumming at one time in a wild three-way orgasm.

It was the climax that started the real excitement among the group watching it from the mattress. Carol heard a sudden sucking in of breath and saw Evans' hand lifting Sarah's dress slowly up her legs. She had raised her head from the pillow and was looking down glassy-eyed and helpless as she could feel her thighs slowly being exposed to the sight of those around her. Carol though for a minute she was going to scream and tear herself from the bed but suddenly the wild look of revulsion faded from her face and one of helpless resignation crossed over it. Her head fell loosely back to the pillow, her eyes clenched tightly shut. She obviously had thought of Phil and his job and what it would mean to them if she resisted now. Her spirit was completely broken.

Carol watched in aroused fascination, her own excitement rising at the sight of Charlie Evan's hands as they began their lewd seductive movements over Sarah's full, young form laying helpless before him. He obviously, was a master of humiliation like Harry Burns only in a more sadistic and serious sense. Evidently he had waited a long time to get her this way and it was apparent he was not going to let her off easily.

Sarah's dress was up to the top of her thighs now and the flimsy whiteness of her panties came into view. Tiny, soft strands of dark silky pubic hair could be seen flowing out from under the tight elastic leg bands around her vagina.

"Open your thighs," Evans breathed down at her, a cruel, unyielding glint sparkling lewdly in his eyes.

Carol held her breath as the young helpless newlywed obediently spread her legs a few inches. A tear of shame coursed down her soft cheek.

"More than that, honey," Harry chimed in, a lewd excited grin on his face too. "We wanna see that tight little pussy of yours."

Sarah spread her thighs wider but Evans, losing patience, grabbed her knees and forced them sharply apart, bringing a whimper of protest from Sarah's lips and exposing the full of her crotch to the men's leering eyes. Charlie reached down and with one quick swipe of his hands ripped the flimsy silk panties away without giving her a chance to close her legs.

"Oooooh, don't, you're tearing them, you're tearing them," she groaned as the soft raw flesh of her vaginal slit came into view.

"Now don't you worry, honey," Harry grinned over her. "Daddy'll buy you a new pair. Maybe six of 'em before the weekend's over."

"Boy, I'm gonna enjoy fucking that. Look at that soft little pink opening. It's gonna start jerking in a minute, just begging for something to stretch it about two more inches apart," Charlie grinned.

Carol watched this lewd humiliation of Sarah with mixed emotions. It was exciting her, God, how it was exciting her and yet she felt a slight tinge of pity coursing through her for the helpless young girl who was being subjected to such a thing after such a short period of marriage. At least, she and Bob had been married for three years before it happened. She could see her lying there with her legs apart probably feeling more naked and ashamed than she had ever felt in her life. She didn't even try to stop the tears rolling down her cheeks now and they gushed over the side of her face and wet the pillow below her head in piteous streams of shame. She was forced to lie almost naked beneath those two vile, filthy old men and accept their crude caresses and lewd words without resistance.

"She'll be a good fuck," Harry observed, his head peering over between her legs where Charlie held them apart.

He reached forward and ran his middle finger up the tightly closed slit, parting the soft vaginal hairs and feeling the smooth, moist, pink flesh beneath jerk against his sudden contact. He dug it slightly into her tight little vaginal opening feeling her shiver from the sudden sensation.

Carol could feel the pit of her belly and thighs hot and moist from the lewd spectacle before her. She was aware dimly of Jack's hands working at the zipper on the back of her slacks and lifted her buttocks slightly as he opened it to allow him to draw them down over the rounded moons of her ass. She wore no panties and drew in her breath deliciously as the warm air of the heated room swirled about her unprotected genitals. She could hear him rustling out of his clothes behind her as she kept her eyes glued to the obscene positioning of Sarah's helpless body in front of her. Jack placed his hands on her hips and lifted her in a kneeling position so that she was on all fours with her face looking over Charlie's body at Sarah next to him. And then, she felt the hardness of Jack's cock scraping and rubbing against the moist lips of her own cunt. She was ready, and reached back under her body, grasping his rigid prick and pulling it forward until she felt the hot throbbing head insinuating itself between the little ridges of tender flesh on either side of her pussy. He pressured forward slowly and with one long easy stroke slid it all the way up into her heaving belly. She moaned as she felt the head batter softly up against her cervix, buried as far in her cunt as it would go. Her mouth dropped loosely open and she began squirming back against him dog fashion as she felt him begin rotating it deep inside her. The head scraped deliciously against the far hidden walls of her womb in a sweet magical rhythm that brought swelling moans from deep in her throat as she kept her eyes tightly glued to Sarah's body still held tight between the two other men.