Dorothy turned over in her sleep. She was enjoying every moment of it, and it seemed that she could feel even though sleeping, that her body was getting the rest it needed. She sighed a bit, and flung her arms about to the side, lying flat on her back beneath the weight of the light blanket. She had thrown the covers back slightly and she was exposed to the waist, her blue nylon nightgown revealing through its thin gauze, the large curves of her voluptuously defined breasts.
When the hand first clamped over her mouth, she thought she was dreaming, and then she was suddenly wide awake and screaming. But there was no sound coming out… it was all in her throat. The hand held tight and in the darkness, she flailed out, trying desperately to rise and see who was there in the room with her. Then she felt herself being pushed steadily back down onto the bed, her arms were being pinned! Still she screamed, twisting, and turning, fighting, trying to kick upwards, bucking with her whole body. She was sure that this was the end. That she was about to be murdered right there in her bed. Her mind was a confused blur of horror, and she felt perspiration pouring from her pores. She was being handled roughly, and strangely she thought of the bruises that must even now be appearing on her delicate skin. She gulped and almost gagged as the hand pressed down on her mouth, and suddenly she ceased her struggling, afraid that she would suffocate then and there if she did not. She shivered slightly, her eyes now suddenly adjusting to the darkness. The man above her looked familiar… she had seen him somewhere before… but where???? And then as she lay trembling fearfully with baited breath, waiting for just what would happen next, her eyes pleading silently with the man: Don't kill me… do anything you want to me, just don't kill me! she thought.
Just then though, a voice growled from a slight distance away, and she realized that someone else was there… someone had hold of her legs!
"That's a good girl," Nick said, "I knew you'd be cooperative… you see I've brought a friend along to visit you… thought you might be lonely with Art away and all!"
Dorothy kicked out and managed to scream. She strained upward with all her might. The sound of her ex-husband's voice was enough to give her a kind of insane strength, and she almost managed to slip away from Don's crushing chest.
With alarm, Don had suddenly realized that the beautiful blonde woman was Dorothy, Nick's ex-wife. The shock made him want to get the hell out of there immediately, but something else made him stay. He pushed her back down, more gently now, but very firmly, remembering some of the things that Nick had said about his ex-wife earlier. He remembered what he'd said about her getting to like it after awhile… and besides that, he could feel those incredible big babies of her breasts smashing against his chest now as he held her down on the bed with all his weight. Besides, he thought to himself in an alcoholic daze, she was the man's wife… or had been anyway… what was the harm?
While these thoughts had been going through his head, Nick had been talking in what amounted to a low conversational tone to Dorothy, as though they had been sitting somewhere having tea.
Dorothy lay back, her eyes now tightly closed. She was completely helpless, she realized, and this maniac of a man was going to do what he liked with her… not only that, but he had brought a stranger along with him to help in his dirty deeds. She just couldn't stand the agony of it, and tried hard to fight back her mounting fear. Desperately she was trying to reason with herself. Oh God, she thought, let them get it over with as soon as possible!
"What nice soft thighs, Dot… I must say, you've always had the nicest thighs of any woman I've ever known!" Dorothy felt Nick's hands on her thighs, moving hideously about, slipping inward, pushing up her nightgown, exposing them totally to his lewd gaze. Within the soft vee of her legs her blonde pubic curls quivered softly beneath his fixed stare. She knew he was looking at her there even though she could not see him, and realized that rather than hurting her, his entire revenge against her might be sexual in nature. She wished that she could just disappear into the mattress, as she held her breath waiting with apprehension for his thick fingers she knew so well to begin probing the soft flesh of her body.
She didn't have long to wait, for Nick, bending over her lewdly, grinning down at her spread-eagle, naked loins jerked her legs wide open and began a lascivious stroking slowly around her thighs concentrating on the sensitive inner part, moving steadily, rotating with his fingers in small circles against the soft, silken flesh. Dorothy jerked, but it only served to press her closer to Don, who was delighted by each upward movement she made. Nick grinned as he realized what was happening. "Some tits, eh?" he growled to Don. "Wha'd I tell ya?" The alcohol odor of the two men's drinking filled the bedroom, and Dorothy felt nauseated. She thought she was going out of her mind. Her thighs were open wide now and the pink slit of her vagina appeared beneath the soft pillows of gold tufted hair, completely visible to her ex-husband's blood-shot eyes. She couldn't bear the thought of him touching her! Yet, his fingers made their way slowly but surely, suddenly beginning to tease and play at the tender parts of her vagina. He teased his middle finger lewdly around the small lips of her tight, rose colored cunt… then let it work it's way upward along the narrow throbbing pit until it reached her palpitating clitoris. There, Dorothy felt the hard little button jerk to involuntary attention. Nick concentrated there, continuing his flicking attentions at the very center of his ex-wife's titillated nerve endings. Meanwhile, he called up to Don, giving him the go-ahead. "Don't be shy…" he told him, "do what you like, you can unplug her mouth… she's not going to do any screaming… are you my dear? Wouldn't want to wake the kiddies would we?"
Don tentatively removed his hand from Dorothy's mouth, and for a split second, Dorothy was tempted to scream her lungs out. But she realized that it was true, she didn't want to give the kids any more mental problems than those she considered they already had… almost solely because of her too! What would happen if they should rush in and find her this way… Her attempts at any kind of normal life with them would be shattered! And still the lewdly searching finger teased at her clitoris, and in spite of herself her first sound was a groan. With alarm, she realized that Don, the man who she now vaguely remembered having come to the house once about a year ago before with Nick, was beginning a slow torturous massage of her breasts. She could hear Nick laughing at the end of the bed as her thighs began to tremble and her clitoris got harder and harder.
"Please… oh Nick, for the love of God, please don't! I… I can't stand… I can't stand it!" she cried in a desperately hoarse tone. But her pleading seemed to spur him on, and now his friend, Don's hands on her breasts were growing more insistent. Her nipples were getting harder beneath his fingers, and his palms rubbed hotly against the soft cushiony surface of the expansive globes, making them feel hot and fiery.
"Ooooooh!" she groaned. "OH NO, please no."
Nick worked increasingly, his fingers enjoying the moistening crevice of his young ex-wife's wide-spread pussy. Every now and then he would brush against the thin curls of pubic hair on the outer surface, marveling at how fine they were, and exclaiming aloud over their golden color. His obscene words reached, Dot's ears, making her humiliation grow greater with each second that passed. It seemed as though it had been going on forever. She felt her revulsion for her ex-husband, and for the man who was playing so intensely with her breasts, growing to a feverous pitch. The indignity of their touches were unbelievable. Her flesh felt cold and disgusting as her most sensitive parts were subjected to their intimate scrutiny and examination. Yet, in spite of her horror at what was happening, in spite of the fact that she thought that she was to become a stark-raving lunatic at any second, she felt a slow tapering off of these intense feelings, felt them changing bit by bit, as her body was forced into unwanted pleasures. Hopelessly, she began to writhe beneath their lewd manipulations. With uncontrolled desperation, she felt tingles of evil desire streaking through her body. Her lewd torture was becoming worse than anything she could imagine, as small droplets of perspiration covered the downy surface of her half-clad body, and the sheets grew damp below her.
Don was looking down at her, an odd expression of longing on his face. His hands felt rough but wonderful on her big breasts. She moaned and turned her face a little to the side, ashamed of what she was feeling as tears of frustration brimmed over in her eyes. All her control was slipping away… and what was worse, it wasn't the first time it had happened. No, it had happened before… with Nick even. Her body was about to betray her again, even though she had sworn to herself not to let it. This sensuous young body of hers seemed to have a will of it's own, and it was ruling her life, making her respond to things she had no business responding to… such as the licentious violation of her loins now. She was being forced into a kind of lewd submission, as she began to groan helplessly beneath the teasings the two men were heaping upon her naked body.
She realized seconds after she had started doing it that her chest was unconsciously pushing up against Don, her hungry breasts deserting her still valiantly resisting thoughts and lewdly longing for more, as her white belly trembled and her thighs began to flex and unflex straining for more, waiting for the penetration of her now hungrily pulsating little pussy.
"Oooooooooh, God!" she gasped. "Ooooh… oh Nick, I beg of you… please! You're making me… oh Nick… it isn't fair… it… just isn't fair…!"
His only response was a lewd grin of triumph. He knew he had the little bitch right where he wanted her now.
"Are you ready to be fucked, honey?" he crooned finally. "Who do you want first… me or Don here?"
Don felt his cock bursting against his pants and longed to reach in and take it out. The idea that he soon might be fucking the living hell out of the prim former Mrs. Rogers was incredible, and judging from the feel of her delicious white breasts in his hands, and from the sounds she'd been making, he gauged that it would have to be some wild fuck!
"Nnooo nnnno!" Dorothy replied… but her body was screaming, yes as Nick's middle finger slid half-way up into the now seeping wetness of her naked vagina.
"Well, let's see… why don't you pull my friend Don's cock out for him… I think I can manage with mine!"
Dorothy cringed at the ugly words urging her to submit to a complete stranger but her ex-husband's thick middle finger surged upwards between her thighs pushing back the tiny rolls of tender inner flesh, prodding into the softness of her cunt. She felt several hot flashes sweep over her as the sudden desire to cum crept salaciously into her being.
"Ooooooooooh go on baby!" Nick urged lewdly, his finger executed a teasing turn within her heated pussy.
With the face-saving thought, that the sooner she acted, the sooner she would get it over with, Dorothy moaned, and hesitantly lifted her hand. Don positioned himself so that his loins were directly at her face, and by turning her head slightly to the side, Dorothy could make out the dull gleam of his fly's zipper. Her hand moved upward in bitter submission, and she was determined suddenly to go through with the whole thing without any further delay. That way perhaps she would be rid of Nick for once and for all! As her fingers fumbled with the zipper, she could feel the hardness of Don's erection through the rough fabric of his pants. She couldn't help shivering when she realized the size of it.
"Oh, yeah, honey," Don whispered down at her, "Don'll treat you good… Don'll treat you real nice! Pull his cock out!"
Dorothy closed her eyes and hurriedly undid the zipper, trying not to think about what she was doing… It was hard to concentrate on anything for very long with Nick's finger now worming around so excitedly inside her. He would bring it all the way out and then push real hard back in, twisting it, and raising her soft fleshy buttocks up off the bed with his thrust as he let it fairly slice through her warm wetly clenching vaginal channel.
"Pull it out!" Don ordered huskily down at her again, and she reached into his open pants and grasped the big rock-hard cock underneath. Finally the thick thing burst out into the air, almost slipping from her hand when the hard force of it sprung. Instantly, she felt Don's hand grabbing hers and forcing it to wrap about the almost obscenely warm rod as it bobbed lewdly before her.
"Why don't you lick his dick, Dot baby?" Nick crooned. "Just give it a couple of licks and then he can put it in!" As Dorothy hesitated, Nick grew impatient: "Come on hurry it up… you don't want him to cum in your hand?"
Spurred on, Dorothy's mouth opened slightly, her ex-husband's companion's hands reached down to her head, and he was holding her chin so that it was positioned perfectly. The smooth spongy cock brushed suddenly against her lips, and she felt sickened as she opened her eyes and down over her nose saw it thrusting forward into her ovaled lips. As it slid slowly into her mouth, she could feel it's enormity completely filling her oral cavern, and in spite of herself she realized that there was something masochistically satisfying about it. There was a slight salty taste as the thick pole of flesh exuded tiny drops of excited seminal fluid. She swallowed them hesitantly, and felt them trickling down her throat, leaving a pungent male taste behind. She was surprised and dismayed as she heard her ex-husband's friend groan above her, and felt his two hands locked tightly on her face, moving her head back and forth as he strained his giant cock into her helplessly contorted mouth. She felt her lips stretching to encompass it, and fought down the desperate feeling of choking, as he began to fervently fuck in and out of her lovely face.
Meanwhile, the entire lower portion of Dorothy's body had come squirmingly alive. Nick had become so excited by the lewd scene of the beautiful Dorothy willingly now sucking a perfect stranger's cock, that he had lifted out his own excited member, letting it bob tremulously beneath his grasp before climbing up between his ex-wife's thrashing thighs. Dorothy felt his hands crawling all over her naked body, her gown was torn down, so that Nick could reach the firm, full mounds of her breasts, and she closed her eyes once more, letting the inside of her mind grow blank again, letting her body take over. Nothing mattered anymore… it would be all over soon… It had to end some time! Her head bobbed lewdly as she worked her mouth at the thick cock, sucked hard, hoping that he would cum soon, cum right then into her oval shaped lips, just as she had felt the familiar rubbery head of her ex-husband's heavy veined cock prodding excitedly at her pussy. Her breasts quivered beneath his rough hands and her vagina shone wetly between her legs, throbbing openly, in anticipation now rather than repugnance of being entered. But Nick had other plans. He let his cock linger at the entrance of Dorothy's indulgently straining cunt, but would not let it go all the way in. Quickly he left the manipulation of her breasts to one hand and slipped his other beneath her firm rounded buttocks. His middle finger found the tight tiny crevice of her anus, and mumbling slightly as he remembered something, Nick wormed it in, letting it sink heavily into the tight rubbery nether ring.
Dorothy jumped forward. She too remembered suddenly, this entry was no pleasant thing, the way it had been such a few short hours before with the children… She remembered the night long ago when Nick had been so brutal and taken her there, and she knew with a withering certainty that that was exactly what he had in mind this time. The thought made her blood run cold and she gagged slightly around Don's still thrusting cock. She sucked in her breath around his rounded hardness as Nick's finger stirred with purpose within the narrow confines of her vainly resisting rectum, until she thought she would faint.
"Suck it baby… suck it off good!" she heard above her as she struggled to escape the dull pain in her anal passage. Then suddenly her mouth was empty… Don was withdrawing from her at the urging of a sign from Nick that she had not seen. Confused and dazed, she closed her gaping mouth and looked down. Nick was kneeling between her legs, and Don was getting onto the bed beside her. He had removed all his clothes, but Nick remained clothed in trousers and shirt, his cock rising obscenely out from his pants. With a horror that seemed even more terrible because Dorothy could picture herself from a distance, just lying there, letting them have their way with her… she watched as Don got on the other side of her and Nick twisted her about so that she was lying on her side. Lewdly, Nick's finger never left her rectum, and now, with a tremble, she closed her eyes once more, she felt Nick lift her leg up, as though showing off the secret mouth of her open vagina to his buddy.
"Ain't that some cunt? Blonde and sweet like honey!" Nick grunted.
Don looked hungrily at the soft naked slit between Dot's legs. "Can I fuck her now, Nick?"
"Sure…" Nick said. "Go on…! I'm busy back here!"
Without any further warning, Dorothy suddenly felt her blonde resilient pubic hair being parted by the head of a strange penis and being entered by the enormous battering ram of Don's cock. He lay facing her on his side, as she was, on the bed, and she was forced up against his hairy chest, as his cock slithered swiftly up into her open, defenseless cunt. He clasped her around the waist and his mouth automatically sought hers. She tried to turn away as she cried out from the pure joy of his penis filling her aching vagina.
"Oooooooh!" she moaned "… Ooooooh my… Godddd!"
"Like Don's big cock, baby… like it?… Can fuck your hot little pussy good!" he grunted into her mouth, his searching tongue slipping wetly in and out of her mouth. His cock was swollen and engorged from her sucking and now the wet clinging of the channel of her raging pussy around it only served to make it expand all the more.
Dorothy felt the bitter sweet sensation of unwanted desire. She couldn't help enjoying the large fleshy pole that forced her vagina into a state of moist, defensive response. For a few seconds she almost forgot entirely the teasing finger in her anus. But Nick had not forgotten as he saw Dorothy writhing in his drinking buddy's arms, the both of them lying on their sides on the bed and he was angered once more by what he considered her treacherous nature. He visualized her again in his brother-in-law's arms, even while he had been married to her… visualized her moaning the same way she was moaning now… the fucking adulterous little bitch!
Eyeing the smoothly gyrating surface of her buttocks, he couldn't help marveling at the gorgeous way his ex-wife was built. What an ass! He thought, a trifle wistfully, forgetting that, when Dorothy had been his, that he had neglected the very beauty that now seemed so exciting to him. Nick pawed at her buttocks roughly, removing his finger from her rectum with a slight hissing sound. With a little adjusting, he managed to fit his corpulent form directly behind Dorothy's, letting his lust-hardened cock rest up between the smooth, tightly clenching crevice that separated her cream white nether cheeks. He grunted with pleasure as Don's thrusts forward into Dorothy's steaming cunt, pushed her curvaceous body up against him, forcing the length of his cock deeper into the crevice of his ex-wife's soft yielding buttocks.
Dorothy was aware of his presence back there now, and she felt a mounting fear at what was going to happen, and yet still she couldn't relinquish the pleasurable sensations of the hardened cock fucking up into her heated vagina… the warmth of his body against her… his great strength as he entered her powerfully, each stroke making her grunt out her breath into his mouth locked tightly to hers. The moments passed and she would try to ignore the thought that anything terrible was going to happen, as the ever growing swell of desire overwhelmed her. But, a few instants later her buttocks were stretched wider apart and she felt the hard pulsating tip of her ex-husband's cock teasing against the tiny puckered mouth of her rectum.
"Oooooooh God, no Nick. Noooooo!" she groaned into Don's mouth!
But there was no respite and she felt the lips of her anus suddenly pop open and slip warmly over the smooth, rubbery head and involuntary suck it inside the tightly clenching walls of her back passage. Nick's thick hard cock pushed cruelly into the moist naked split of her behind, never pausing for a second on its journey as it sought to impress itself all the way up inside her tiny hairless anus. The relentlessly burrowing head split the small opening wide, stretching it beyond endurance, forcing and twisting as it made it's insistent entry.
Dorothy jerked forward in pain… it felt as if her bowels were being rent in two! The big thick pole that still churned in her vagina seemed to meet the unwanted elongated shaft that ground ceaselessly upward into her rectum. Inside somewhere, the two blunt edged rods of male flesh were rubbing against each other… separated at the base by only the thin partition of tight elastic flesh dividing her cunt and anal mouth. She groaned in anguish, holding on to Don's shoulders for dear life. She had never in her life felt anything remotely resembling this incredible dual ravishment. Her backside was ceaselessly being filled… she was impaled brutally from both sides, and there was no escape from the excruciating torture. She could feel her ex-husband's obscenely fat belly pressing into her back as he strained himself forward, hooking his cock ever forward and upward between her trembling white buttocks, and in front, the hairy base of Don's cock spread her small pink cuntal lips to their utmost width as his groin pressed persistently against the wide open split of her vulva. Both the delicate feminine openings down between her thighs were now being assaulted from the front and from the rear… her clitoris rubbed unmercifully against the curling pubic hairs of the near stranger in front of her… giant waves of pain vibrated through every fiber of her being as Nick's thick, rubbery staff ground deeper and deeper into her puckered anus, reaching the farther-most depths of her bowels with its probing bluntness.
She screamed and thought she would faint dead away… but Don's mouth covered hers, and his hands voraciously worked at her breasts, he was muttering obscenities that she was grateful that she couldn't hear, and as his tongue swirled in her mouth, she knew the odd sensation of having her every orifice violated, she was completely filled with hard male flesh!
"Hot damn, girl!" Nick grunted behind her… as he felt the strong pressure of her rectal muscles working furiously trying to expel his cock. "Do it girl… do it!" The harder her rectum tried to expel him, in its automatic way, the harder he surged upward into her. The feeling to his lust-swollen penis was incredible, and he gasped with sadistic pleasure, grinning widely to himself as he heard his former wife's low futile groans of pain. It was what she deserved… he thought in some dark corner of his brain… just what she deserved… to be defiled… fucked senseless by two good hard cocks! That pink and white angelic exterior of hers was nothing but a front anyway, inside she was just a rotten little whore like the rest of them… she was getting her just desserts!
With long smooth strokes he lunged the length of his rod in a punishing rhythm of debauchery, far into Dorothy's helplessly exposed back passage, while between the two men, Dot's body jerked and quivered as she was forced to listen to the sounds of pleasure emanating from her aroused ravishers. She felt anger beyond anything she had ever known… a violent desire to hurt them both… to get even for the pleasure she was unwillingly giving them. But there was nothing she could do about it… not one single thing! Her pain had become a blinding force inside her, and her helpless body felt like an indecent object… meant solely for the kind of hideous humiliation she was enduring right now. Never had she been so totally possessed… so completely devoid of will! She prayed that she would have the strength to endure it to the end… to emerge a semblance of her former self. It would have to end soon… it just had to… and she would work to do it!
With a superhuman effort, Dorothy ground her buttocks sensuously backward, right into the pain… meeting her ex-husbands ramming cock head-on. The hurt crashed around inside her for long moments, but then she pushed back again… and then again! She was desperately trying to make him cum… make it be over! Furiously, she squirmed her backside toward him as much as she could in an indecent, invitation for him to continue his lewd ravishment… for him to quicken his pace. But she had not reckoned with Don and with each hard backthrust she made with her body, her clinging vagina massaged his surging prick with unprecedented force.
"Oh shit, honey… shiiit!" he groaned, and suddenly he was bucking and churning, his giant cock slipping and sliding, impaling her hotly clasping pussy with new determination. He grunted and groaned and she knew that he was going to cream into her at any second. Unexpectedly, she felt a compelling force respond to Don's plunging prick. Deep in her cunt the spark grew and doubled itself. Frantically, she caught on to Don's hair, her head flung back, mouth open and gaping, eyes rolling back in their sockets. Nick plowed jerkily into her buttocks, as suddenly his friend's cock began to spurt thick hot jets of cum directly up against her enraged cervix. Her golden blonde hair flew from side to side as her head moved covering Nick's flushed face with its soft curls. She herself bucked and churned, from her lips words of obscene encouragement spewed forth.
"OAaaaaaaarrrrrrhghg!" she cried, and then "AAAaaaaaahhhhhhhgh!" again. "Oh yes… yeyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeees!" she hissed urgently. The two men, overwhelmed by her response, squeezed and fingered at Dorothy's tender, sweat-slickened flesh in the final convulsive states of their ruthless fucking of her helpless body between them. Four hands grappled with her trembling breasts at one point… then four hands pulled at her quaking buttocks. Her pussy was kneaded thirstily from behind with flickering fingers, as Nick slipped his hands between the oily sweating flesh of his ex-wife and his still cumming friend. Happily he jogged forward with one last mighty thrust, feeling her anal muscles contracting wildly around his cock. She was cumming back there too, for chrissakes! he thought to himself. "Hot bitch!" he cried into her ear, and with that, he released wave after wave of his hot thick cum deep into the burning channel of her bowels. His hairy balls smacked hard against the underside of her soft nether cheeks, and with a last jerking tremble, he pressed tight against her, feeling her rectum fill to the almost bursting point with the sticky white fluid of his orgasm.
Exhausted and delighted, he let himself fall back from her still shuddering form. His spent penis was instantly expelled from the depths of her backside, and lay lewdly in a half-erect state upon the soft swell of a white trembling buttocks. In front of her, Don flicked his cock one last time against the surface of Dorothy's womb, setting off another orgasm, minor compared to the one she'd just had, but sweet… just as sweet.
Her worn and used pussy seemed to swell with it, and her legs quivered tenderly up against Don's rock-hard thighs. Her backside felt raw and bruised, and oddly empty now that Nick's cock no longer penetrated her there. Something about the way it felt, made her vagina clasp hungrily against Don's now motionless prick. In seconds, she was working at it, one long trembling leg swinging up and around the big man's hips… Her mouth opened and her tongue flicked across his lips. Although he was still gasping for breath, he responded instantly, the pressure of her demanding pussy, nibbling so hungrily at his penis, irresistible to him.
"Hey… Nick," he called, before abandoning himself to her kiss, "I think she's gonna fuck again!" With that, he pulled her a little to the side so that there was room for her to lie flat on her back, and rising over her, his hard body surging between her widely spread thighs, Don ground his again hardened cock up into her with long, slow strokes that pinned her flailing body tightly down into the mattress. He looked over at Nick lying beside them for approval and with amusement noticed that the older man was momentarily asleep, one hand protectively cupped over his now shriveled penis.
He turned back to the former Mrs. Rogers, with renewed fervor, as Dorothy began a lewd rotation of her hips and buttocks, making the bed squeak and jerk wildly with her uncontrolled motions.
For Dorothy, there was no more reality, there was only the wildly glowing joy down between her crab-like positioned legs… the wondrous sensation and satisfaction of her now insatiably aroused body as the stranger her ex-husband had brought to her bed a few short minutes before, fucked gleefully, harder and harder into her hungrily nibbling pussy…