Donna Allen - Five-way family

The younger one held a baseball bat in his hand and he threatened to smash the skull of anyone who tried to break away. "Is your husband home?" he said to Mabel.

"Yes!" she hissed. "He's in the kitchen, but he's coming right back."

"We'll be happy to meet him," the older one chuckled.

Alison realized they had something in their mouths that muffled their voices. She looked closely and realized they had the kind of wax teeth that children wore on Halloween covering their teeth and disguising their voices.

"We're not gonna hurt you ladies," one of the boys said. "If you just do what we say and make us feel real good you'll be okay."

"You'll be sorry if you don't leave right now," Mabel said. "We've got connections in the police department."

"I'm scared to death, lady," the older boy said sarcastically. "But I think maybe we'll take our chances.

Alison's heart pounded with terror. The younger boy was stroking her ass and she knew deep in her heart that they were going to rape them.

"You two ladies are sure pretty," the younger one said, gazing insolently at Alison's tits. "It's been a long time since I've had me a piece of ass as pretty as yours."

Alison wondered why Luke was taking so long in the kitchen. She relaxed slightly when it occurred to her that he might have heard the commotion and was this very minute calling the police.

"Looks like we hit pay-dirt tonight," the older boy said. He had grabbed Mabel's hand and pulled her to her feet. "Look at this chickie's butt, would you, Slim."

The boy rolled his eyes and licked his lips, grabbing one of Alison's tits in his hand. "I love 'em big," he grinned. "I love to fuck 'em in the ass."

Alison shivered at the sound of his obscene words and the look in his eyes. Luke still wasn't back and she wondered if there was a third man somewhere in the house holding him captive.

Suddenly Luke walked into the room. He looked startled and Alison. realized he had heard nothing. He had a bottle of wine in his hand and the boy called Slim grabbed it from him.

"That one your wife?" he said, pointing at Mabel.

Luke nodded, beads. of perspiration erupting on his forehead. "How'd they get in?" he said to Mabel.

"Do what they want," she said. "They won't hurt anyone if we do what they want."

The older one had pulled a small revolver out of his jeans and he pointed it directly at Luke's head. "Listen to the lady, mister," he snarled. "Get over there into that chair and keep your mouth shut."

"Do what they want, honey," Mabel begged. "Just do what they want and they won't hurt us."

Luke sat down on the chair and the younger boy snickered. "That's telling 'em, Jock," he said.

"I think we better tie him up anyway," Jock said.

He pulled a short piece of rope from his jeans and grabbed Luke's wrists. He tied them behind his back and then tied his ankles. 'Now he can watch the show without bothering us," Jock snickered..

Alison shivered when Jock turned to her. "Get over here, pussycat," he said. He sat down on a straight back chair and rubbed his crotch obscenely.

Even thought she was trembling with fright, she knew she had no choice so she walked over to him and stood with her hands loose at her sides.

"Get your mouth on it, sister," he hissed.

She hesitated so he reached up and pulled her down to her knees. She turned to see what Mabel was doing. The older woman was sitting on the edge of the sofa watching, an expression of sheer terror on her face.

"You've got to do it, Alison," she whispered. "He's got a gun pointed at my head."

Sure enough, Alison looked at Slim. The boy had the gun trained at Mabel's head. She turned back to Jock, a sob escaping her throat as she reluctantly unzipped his fly.

"That's more like it, pussycat," he said, tilting his ass up and helping her pull his jeans down. "That's right, baby, you're doing just fine. You're gonna give old Jock a real good blow-job, right?"

She caught Luke's eye, but he showed no expression on his face. She knew now there was no escaping her fate so she proceeded to take Jock's prick out of his shorts.

"Pull 'em down!" he hissed and she pulled his shorts down to his knees and gazed at his rock-hard cock.

Thank God he looks clean, she thought as she stared at his crimson-colored fuckpole. Incredibly, she felt her pussy twitch as she gazed at his bloated balls and the drop of fuckcream oozing out of his jizz-slit.

Still, she trembled at the thought of sucking this strange, evil man's dick. God knows what kind of disease he has, she thought.

Her reverie was interrupted when he grabbed her wrist roughly and forced her hand over his cockshaft. "Suck it!" he hissed.

Her fingers curled around his cock-stalk. Her blood raced and he leered down at her. "You're gonna get those pretty lips around it, or do I have to get rough?"

"I'll do it," she whispered.

"I think she's dying for it," Slim snickered. "I think she's a horny bitch."

"Yeah, I think you're right," Jock said. He looked at Alison, a menacing expression in his eyes. "You better start sucking, sister!"

Holding his prick-shaft in one hand, she lowered her mouth and inhaled deeply before closing her pretty lips over his cockhead. Luckily he smelled fresh and although she almost gagged, she managed to control herself. She used her fingers to pump his shaft while she held his knob in her mouth and gingerly sucked on it.

He grabbed her ears and yanked her forward, forcing her lips down half his fuck-stick. He brutally pushed his meat into her mouth and in a moment his cockhead was tickling the back of her throat.

She was helpless in the face of his cruelty. He raised his ass up off the chair and forced her to suck most of his long thick cock between her lips.

She could hardly breath as he lammed his prick into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged and her tongue swirled over his rod. She was torn between bringing him off quickly and the horrible prospect of having him shoot off in her mouth. Because there was no doubt in her mind that he would shoot off hi her mouth. Unless she was able to direct his come over her hand he would make it pour down her throat.

I'll die, she thought, even as her pussy throbbed. I'll die if he comes in my mouth.

By now she was bobbing her head up and down as her moist lips slid up and down his fuckpole. His breathing was ragged and perspiration dripped down his face, drenching the black mask that covered his eyes and nose.

She took his entire fuckpole in her mouth, and without realizing what she'd done she began squeezing and caressing his balls. His cock throbbed and grew larger in her mouth and he grunted, still holding tightly to her ears as he directed her lips on his dick.

"She's a hot number!" he moaned. "She's getting off on it!"

"Yeah," the young boys said.

Alison couldn't see the others, but she heard Mabel sigh and she heard the distinctive sounds of sucking so she knew the other boy was forcing Mabel to suck his cock too. How awful for Luke to have to watch it!

Now Jock pushed his chair around and Alison had no choice but to move too. She could see her aunt and the younger boy in the same position as she and. Jock. Slim was sitting on a chair and Mabel was crouched in front of him, her pretty face contorted as she chomped vigorously on his dick.

Alison was shocked to see how happy Mabel looked. There was no mistaking the glint in her eyes and the enjoyment she was obviously getting from sucking the boy's fuckpole.

Do I look like that? she thought, her pussy aching with excitement, and in that moment she knew that she did.

"Get it in there, pussycat," Jock said. "Get that cock all the way into that pretty mouth."

He clutched her long dark hair and fucked her mouth with deep brutal thrusts of his cock. Luke had relaxed as best he could with his hands tied behind his back and an expression of excitement crossed his face as Alison gazed at him. if she didn't know better she would have thought he was enjoying the rape.