Carl Van Marcus - The watching husband

She tried still harder to resist the hand plunging deep in her cunt, rotating and flicking inside her, but her body had been aroused so recently by Sam's huge cock that remaining traces of lust betrayed her, making her begin to moan in a new and unmistakable way.

"Get with it! Get with it!" Tule whispered to her. And the obscene words only served to make her feel more aroused. An odd masochism made the whole scene become like an erotic dream.

"Shit, honey, shake that tail," Tule said as he felt Kate begin to respond to his lingers.

"She's comin' around real nice…" His other hand fondled his prick lovingly.

"What you need is a little more cock, sugah," he told her. And with that he moved up closer between her open thighs positioning his thick cock at the entrance of her cunt. Ripples of electricity raced through her as she visualized what it would look like to another person… A nude girl lying helpless on a big bed, being held down, forced to make love with two men at the same time.

"Aaaagh!" she suddenly and involuntarily sighed with a pleasure that made her ashamed of the sound of her own voice, as Tule drove his cock deep into her burning pussy. A sex-mad passion overwhelmed her as Tule Hasan screwed wildly into her, and she began to buck and turn under him, screwing her cunt back at him fiercely.

She was being made love to by the great Tule Hasan… a man that thousands… maybe millions of women all over the world would give their eye teeth just to touch! Excitement built high as Tule's big rock-hard member dug at her…

"Oh, yeah… you like it now, baby… don't you… Old Tule's gonna fuck the baby good… gooooooood!"

"Wow!" Joel said, letting go of Kate's arms when he saw that it was no longer necessary to restrain her. "Wow! Look at her go!"

Kate hardly heard them talking… she just wanted the reality of the cock hitting at her cervix, pounding her into oblivion. It was good… so good, and she wanted it… she wanted it! Something she had never dared admit to herself before… She actually wanted to be fucked! And to be fucked by Tule Hasan… that was even better.

"Oooooooh!" she moaned, her pussy aching from the hard blows of two big cocks that night… But the pain was only a booster to her desire and she wanted him to fuck deeper… deeper and harder!

Suddenly Tule's cock pulled out of her, and she felt herself being lifted. It seemed as if her body was being tossed in the air, and then she found herself on her knees hovering over Joel who was now lying on his back on the bed. Tule had her by the waist and he was guiding and pushing her down onto Joel's long erect cock like she was a limp rag doll with no feeling of her own.

"Aaaaaaah!" she cried, as the long cock slid like a telephone pole up her cunt and her legs straddled his prone body like a horse back rider… "OOoooohh… please…" she whimpered helplessly as both Tule and Joel pushed her up and down on Joel's hardened upstanding cock.

"Oh… no… no…" she cried… fighting off the orgasm that was already starting. She was being used like a thing, just an object. She had no more personality and she could… what was the word… relax… yes… at last she could relax.

"I… I… I'm cumming!" she yelled to the ceiling… "Oooh, it's gooood! I'm cumming! Harder! Give it to me!"

"Damn! Sock it to me!" Joel said, shooting off a hot load of searing sperm deep up into Kate's hungrily clenching cunt.

"Sweet Mother!" Tule cried… "Get her off… so I can get mine now!"

Once more Kate's soft white body was pulled up and over, hands tugged at her and moved her this way and that. She felt someone pinching at her ass, and a hand pushed at her cunt, and then she was on her back again. She opened her eyes which had been tightly shut as she went through the throes of climax and she saw Sam Dagon looking down at her.

"You did that very well…" he said, and before Kate had time to respond, one of her legs was being pulled high in the air, then Sam was taking hold of the other… Her legs were pulled back so far that she thought they would break. She cried out with pain, but to no avail… Her legs were held pulled back so that her cunt was spread wide, fully, exposed to Tule's hungry, sadistic vision.

"What a view," he said… "I'm going to love this!"

And then he was ramming hard into her, fierce and heavy his breath coming in great panting gasps. Kate turned her head and took a deep breath as once more she felt pleasure where she had expected pain. Sam Dagon stood beside her, holding her leg bent way back.

He smiled down at her when she looked at him through half-closed eyes… "Relax…" he whispered… "Relax!" as on and on it went… the cocks ever growing around her naked, squirming body…

Kate awoke with a start. Sun was streaming in the window! God! Where was she! She looked around her and found that she was in the same bedroom… She groaned. Oh, God… it was true… Her body's aches told her immediately that everything she remembered had really happened. She… Kate… Baby Kate her mother called her… She had screamed and twisted and cried out for more under three different men… all night long.

But why hadn't they awakened her… why… And where was Sam!

The last thing she remembered was Sam climbing under the covers… and he had put his mouth down between her legs and done to her what he had done that first night! Oh God! A violent thrill shot straight up from her ravaged cunt, piercing her as though a giant cock still churned inside it. She bent double in bed with the force of the memory, feeling soreness everywhere she touched. She would have to go to her room soon.

She stood up unsteadily, staggering to the mirror. She looked awful… like she had been through exactly what she had been through and there was no comb in the room… nothing but her dress and her underwear… still lying on the floor. All of her presents remained strewn about the floor where she had left them the night before.

She cradled her head in her hands. What on earth was she going to do? Last night everything had seemed simple. Tim… that bastard! He was the cause of it all! Tim and that Dot! But today it seemed hopeless. She had behaved like a common slut! She could scarcely meet her own eyes in the mirror. Slowly she gathered her clothes together and dressed. She would have to make it back to the apartment as best she could and pray that Tim was not there. She wouldn't be able to stand a confrontation with him, not yet… Everything was still too confused in her mind.

"Damn that bitch!" Tim cursed as he picked up the small clock for what seemed like the millionth time. "Five-thirty…" he muttered to himself. "Five-thirty!" he repeated, almost yelling as he hurled the clock across the room. He had started looking for Kate just after two o'clock, pulling himself away from the fantastic orgy going on in the cave. The mixture of alcohol and drugs convinced him that he would be able to convince Kate to come down and join in the sexual fun. And some fun it had been, too. He had fucked and sucked so many different women he had stopped even bothering to see what they looked like. All that mattered was cunt. He had never seen so much of it at one time and he was like a kid in a candy store. Fucking every corner of his mind until he had jumped on a little blonde in the corner and she had said, "My name's Kate, honey. What's yours?"

And suddenly, the thought of Kate being in the midst of all this struck him funny and then the thought of her getting fucked by other men began turning him on and he left to search her out and force her to go back down to the cave with him.

But his search had been in vain as he looked for her in every room he could think of and just when he was about to give up, he noticed that Sam Dagon was also missing from the festivities.