Paul Mall: Driving Men To Distraction

Chance came first. Slamming himself deeply into the pink lips of his wife's pussy, he unloaded the fire in his balls, emptying his lust into the welcoming chalice of her body.

A moment or two later, Barry's lust erupted. Cari could see the opal viscosity of his release running well out of Tanya's ass, oozing between her ass cheeks.

The three of them lay there panting and gasping in labored breaths.

Eventually nature took its course and the stiffness of the men's cock left them. They came slithering from the woman's body, leaving her totally empty. Tanya's eyes fluttered open. She pushed up on her elbows, looking around the room. To Cari she appeared drunk and dazed, unsure as to just where she was.

Poor kid! Looks like someone just fed her a fifth of bourbon and it's hitting her like a sledgehammer!

She found herself moving across the room kneeling beside her sister-inlaw, her arms going around her in a gesture of comfort. The big-titted woman, gratefully accepted her embrace, still shaking and quivering.

"Cari, you wouldn't believe what it was like," Tanya's voice quavered.

"I can't find the words to describe it. But it's about ten times as strong as coming with just one man. Unbelievable."

She could believe it. Both their men were stallions, who knew how to please a woman. Together, the combination had to be out of this world!

"Were you watching?" Tanya asked.

"Mmmmmm hmmmm," Cari answered. "I almost came watching you take both of them."

"I think I could use a drink," the black-haired woman said. "It might help me steady myself."

"And help us get our strength back," Chance mumbled.

Cari shook her head and smiled at her brother, then rose and retrieved the tray. By the time she set it on the floor, Barry groped his way to a sitting position. He grinned at Cari, a lewd glint in his green eyes, but he reached for one of the glasses of wine, as did the rest of them.

"Good," Tanya said. "I feel a bit stronger now."

"Ditto," Chance said, munching on a piece of the cheese, then washing it down with a hearty swig of the wine. "I've married one hell of a woman."

Cari thought she saw Tanya blush, but wasn't sure. Barry gulped down his wine and rose. "If you'll excuse me, I'll be back in a moment." He trotted off toward the rear of the cottage and the bathroom.

"Cari, what do you think of two men who would rape a poor defenseless girl?" Tanya said, winking at the blonde.

"I'd think they were both bullies," Cari replied. "Something should be done about such unruly behavior."

Chance finished his wine and laughed again.

"See, just look at him," Tanya said with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Pompous and inflated, just because it took two of them to rape me."

"Definitely a case of male ego," Cari said. "I think we should do something about it."

"Exactly what I was thinking," her sister-in-law replied, reaching out and scooting the tray out of the way. Cari did the same with the empty wine glasses. "Have anything in mind?"

"I think it would only be fair if we raped them," Cari said. "Turnabout is fair play."

"Exactly!"

With that, Tanya swung around and grabbed Chance, throwing him to his back. A second later, Cari pounced atop him. Chance didn't put up a struggle, but lay there laughing.

"Men!" Cari grimaced. "Look at him. He's alone with two beautiful and willing women and he hasn't even got it up."

"Hey, I'm only a man," Chance protested. "There's a matter of biology involved."

"Yeah, and they accuse women of having penis envy," Tanya chided.

"Who'd want equipment like that? I mean, I think a woman is definitely superior in the physical department. With a man, once he's come, he loses all his strength."

"But a woman is ready and willing."

"With you two, that's all the time," he grinned.

"When it comes to sexual prowess a woman wins hands down," Tanya said.

"The trouble is, how do we go about raping a man who hasn't got a hardon?"

"There's always his mouth," Cari said. "Why don't you force him to lick his way out of this situation?"

"A lovely idea," Tanya said, scooting up so that she hovered near her husband's head. "Your mouth it is, lover boy. Ready or not."

With that, she straddled his head and lowered herself on his face.

There was only one thing he could do. His tongue flicked out and began to busily lick at her cunt. The large-breasted woman moaned loud and long as his taunting oral digit slithered up into the wanton socket of her pussy.

Which left the young blonde her brother's limp penis. If she intended to participate in this double rape, she had to do something about that.

She used her mouth.

Admitting it wasn't a very forceful way to begin a rape, she knelt between her brother's legs and lapped up and down the sleeping hose of his sex. The taste of her sister-in-law's pussy was still on his penis.

But it was a flavor she found to her liking, one that she planned to go to the source of before the night was out.

"Mmmmmmmm," came a muffled moan from the face delightfully buried in the raven-tressed beauty's cunt.

"I think he likes that," Tanya said, her gaze on Cari as she licked up and down the swelling rise of her husband's dick. "Don't make it too nice. This is rape, remember?"

Cari nodded, suddenly swallowing up the twitching half-masted prick.

She sucked and lapped, whipping new desire into her brother's recently drain groin. Within moments, his penis was transformed into a stiff, thick cock. Hard and long, it jutted from his loins at a forty-five degree angle, glistening wetly with her saliva. Proudly she eyed the results of her oral caresses.

Now, the rape would begin.

Scurrying upward, she straddled his groin. Pulling his prick straight up into the air, she slowly eased herself down on its throbbing virility. She moaned with satisfaction as the thick column of pleasure nestled into the welcoming furrow of her pussy. Her eyelids, laden with dreamy fulfillment, fluttered closed. She rocked a bit, whipping his unyielding rod around within her. She was hot and ready, having witnessed the provocative scene of Tanya being balled by Chance and Barry had prepared her for this.

She was in no rush. She wanted to savor the feel of his bigness within her. Back and forth, she wiggled, working him even deeper into the caressing warmth of her body.

"Oh!" She moaned in pleased surprise. Her eyes jerked opened. Tanya had reached out and cradled the rounded forms of her teen-age tits. "That feels good!"

"I know," the older woman said, lovingly caressing the tempting mounds.

"I like your hands on me."

Cari picked up the hint. She stretched her arms out, hands grasping the overabundant melons of her sister-in-law's breasts. Again, the shivery thrill of touching another woman's body raced through her. She knew there were all sorts of dirty names for woman-to-woman sex. But those labels came from people who didn't know or understand.

As Tanya's fingers fondled and caressed, and her own hands kneaded and squeezed, she slowly began to rise and fall on her brother's love wand.

In and out he moved within her, his marvelously swollen shaft reaming up into her innermost recesses.

"Ahhhhhh!" Tanya groaned with enthusiastic pleasure. "That's it. Oh God! That's it!"

She shook and trembled. Her red lips writhed in the agony of ecstasy.

Tightly, her hands clamped into the apple-like roundness of the blonde's young tits.

She was coming. Cari was surprised. Apparently her sister-in-law's capacity for sex was as great as her own.

Unable to remain seated on her husband's face without smothering him in the flowing wetness of her quim, the black-haired beauty collapsed, rolling to the floor, still groaning out her pleasure.

"That's one of you vicious rapists down," Chance grinned up at his sister. "Now, let's see what I can do about you!"