N Van Heller - A panty compulsion

The two other men crowded close to watch the puffing of her cheeks as Rocky pushed his thrusting penis up between her tightly clasping lips. Suddenly, from behind she could feel coarse, rough hands over the smooth ivory flesh of her naked back… hands that circled around her torso and began roving up underneath the full roundness of her breasts, tweaking and twisting the small buds of her nipples into licentious excitement; then slowly running them back up the sides of her naked young body over the hour glass curves of her narrow waist.

She could feel the fingers crawling over her kneeling body as her head rose and fell on the thick expanding cock in front of her. She could see small tufts of dark pubic hair curling out around the base where it left the open fly. Her mind wandered in semi-conscious thought. Nothing mattered anymore except to get this horrible ordeal over with.

She began sucking to please, running her tongue wetly around and around the pulsing lubricated head, at the end, flicking the tip teasingly into the tiny slit until she could feel it throbbing as though it had a life of its own and would erupt at any minute into a great gushing fountain of cum that would flow into her mouth and throat in a never-ending stream. She would never forget this horrible moment as long as she lived – it would stay with her forever and ever, and Rod would never know the horrors she had gone through to protect her reputation for his sake.

Her tortured mind droned on senselessly, the very helplessness of her debasing position magnifying the weird masochistic sensations rising erotically in her belly.

Her head bobbed up and down slavishly over the hotly throbbing of flesh now, sucking to end it, sucking to draw the thick milky semen from it until she killed him. Rocky twisted and groaned above her, raining obscenities down at the top of her bobbing blonde head and watching with delight her tightly ovalled lips straining at his plunging cock. Behind her Burns played at her subserviently kneeling form like a sex-crazed fiend, running his hands brutally over the milk-white softness of her trembling flesh. As he groaned, the wetness of his lips dropped to her naked back, tracing a path of wild desire along her spine that sent salacious shivers running to the tips of her dancing breasts. His wetly heated mouth descended down to the vulnerable crevice of her buttocks, which his hands had already pulled wide apart, his fingers rummaging in the wet, hair-lined slit of her vagina that now throbbed involuntarily in time to the cock sliding in and out of her mouth.

He moistened the tip of his extended middle finger from the excited wetness of her cunt and slowly stroked it up the silk-sheathed crevice towards her tight little anus. The tip of his finger, slippery from her vaginal secretions, circled teasingly around the puckered nether ring, guarding the entrance to her completely virginal rectum for a moment and then with a sudden thrust sunk deep inside.

Sally jerked forward from the unexpected pain and Rocky thrust his massively heated cock even deeper down her long throat until she felt as though it would choke her to death. She gagged slightly at the choking entry, trying to regain her breath. It came in a great gasping sound as she sucked it in from the pressure of the long extended middle finger behind her digging into her small cringing anus. Grunts of protest escaped from her lips as he wormed deeper and deeper, expanding the tightness of her painfully searing rectum until she thought she would faint from the cruel unrelenting probe.

Her concentration on her skewered anus was short-lived as she felt a sudden tightening of the hands holding her head down on the long thick cock. Rocky's pelvis began jerking wildly, ramming his hot throbbing penis deeper and deeper into her sucking mouth. She could feel his massive erection throbbing against the warm clinging insides of her cheeks and tongue, and she knew he was going to cum in her mouth… the ultimate humiliation was being forced on her.

But she wanted to get it over with. She wanted to end the degradation that would take her one step closer to her goal of freedom from the evil films the detective had taken.

The blackmailed young wife sucked hungrily, her mouth salivating as it never had before while Burns behind her stretched and pulled at the tightened nether ring of her defenseless little rectum.

Rocky groaned above her crazily flailing head and fucked deep into her throat, holding her head in the prison of his heavy hands like a steel band. His cock began a sudden jerking motion and spewed with a lewd explosive vengeance the hot jets of his cum deep into her gulping throat. Sally groaned as she continued sucking, and her Adam's apple bobbed in rapid rhythm, swallowing the gushing sperm squirting hotly into her no-longer virginal mouth. She clasped her lips in a tight elastic ring around the jerking instrument, lasciviously swirling her tongue around and around the throbbing head. She wanted to suck it dry, to hurt him, to punish him for the bitter humiliation he was forcing upon her. His deep groans of pleasure, mistaken by her for pain, incited her to greater effort. It continued for almost an eternity until finally the hands clamped at the sides of her head, fell away and the huge throbbing cock gave one last hot spurt of its jutting sperm and stopped. The finger in her painfully expanded rectum popped out and Burns said: "Lick him clean."

Sally followed his command quickly, anxious to end it. She began at the thick base of Rocky's penis where the tiny tufts of pubic hair protruded from his fly and began to slowly lick around it, twirling the tip of her tongue into the sticky streams that had escaped the tightness of her clasping lips. She could feel his deflating hardness under the lewd teasing and licked more rapidly to complete her degrading task before it sprang to life again. A moment later it was clear of all escaped cum, glistening and wet from her saliva. She watched, her eyes inches away, as it slowly deflated all the way and sank to softness.

"Man, that was something," Rocky breathed above, looking down at an obscene trickle of semen along her chin.

"Now it's our turn; right, Nestor?" Slope said, suddenly emerging from the other side of the table with a cruel glint in his eye. "Let's haul her over to the bed."

Before she knew what was happening, powerful arms had swooped under her shoulders and hoisted her up. Her voluptuous young body was being carried effortlessly toward the bedroom, as Rocky leaned back in his chair, his eyes rolling around in his head. His huge snake-like penis lay limp in his hands, his mouth gaping open in lewd satiation…

Rod Baxter was doing his level best to keep from running every red light that stood in his way. He had zoomed down the expressway from the comfortable suburban house on the Main Line in record time, and now he was negotiating his way through the narrow streets of South Philadelphia, determined to find out what Burns was up to, and if Sally was with him. A million different ideas swam through his head as he tried to fit the scanty pieces of evidence together in some kind of comprehensible theory. Obviously, Burns must have made contact with Sally. Perhaps she really had been having an affair, and perhaps Burns had decided to play both ends against the middle – by collecting his normal fee and in addition blackmailing Sally. If that was the case, Rod told himself, he had two scores to settle – one with Sally and one with this two-bit private detective. His knuckles grew pale as he squeezed the steering wheel tightly, maneuvering the car through the dark streets of the semi-slum neighborhood…

Inside the dimly-lit apartment, Sally struggled with the last ounce of strength in her nakedly vulnerable body as the powerful men forced her face-down into the tangled bed sheets.