It made sense to her after a few minutes why Eubanks was there. All of the men were in construction or real estate, and naturally Leo knew them. Brenda wondered if he had planned it that way. He knew where she worked, and that Eubanks Construction was right across the hall. He's going to destroy me, and I can't do anything! Oh, hell, it doesn't matter…
Leo whispered to her in the kitchen. "I thought it would be better if they didn't know your real name – you know," he said conspiratorially. "So I made one up. I told them you were Ginny."
The glass slipped from her hand and rolled across the counter. His eyes waited like those of a fox for prey. Behind their swarthy depths she saw a bright sparkle of malevolent glee. When she returned to the living room Nick Eubanks stood up and pulled her to him.
"We drew straws, Ginny," he said, emphasizing her name sarcastically. "Or I should say, we drew swizzle sticks. I got the prize – you. Me first, eh, you guys?"
"Go ahead and fuck her, then, and stop yapping," one of them said.
Nick grinned and pulled her down on the mattress.
"With pleasure!" He pulled off the loose dress and tossed it aside as the drunken men whistled and cheered as they saw the red and black lingerie she wore. Nick stood up and ripped off his clothes until he was naked, his short, thick cock bobbing as he walked to the bed. He looked down into the crotch-less pants.
"Now that's what I call a real split. Spread it wide baby and give us a good view."
Brenda opened her legs with abandon, stretching her thighs wildly and wriggling her exposed pelvis at their lust-crazed faces. Nick Eubanks licked his lips as he stared down into her dewy, hair-lined pussy. Quickly, he knelt between her gaping thighs and slathered his tongue through the glistening droplets of nectar that moistened her.
"Man, that's good pussy! The best I ever ate, but right now I want to fuck it, honey."
He held his throbbing cock in his hand, squeezing it until the heavy, loose foreskin slipped back, leaving the gigantic sensitive head moist and ready to screw into her cunt. He loomed over her body and guided his cock into the wet, fleshy heat of her nibbling snatch.
He grinned in triumph as he looked down at her passion-warped face.
"I was right," he whispered. "I was right, wasn't I? Virgin in the daytime and cock-struck at night!"
His rigid pecker was pressed against her pussy's hole. He lifted his body, poised his weight, and jabbed down into her slippery channel with a merciless powerful thrust that made her hips writhe with pain, shock and delight. Brenda twisted under him as her hot, sticky channel sucked at his rampaging dick, drawing him further and further into its folds.
"Give it to her, Nick, she loves it! Christ, look at her ass move, will you! She really knows what to do with it."
"Don't slip out, Nicky boy, she won't like you for that!"
They were stripping off their shirts, standing around the mattress in a circle rubbing their hardening cocks as they watched the lusty mating. Brenda opened her eyes and saw a flash of bare chests, thick mats of hair, and jutting, desire-reddened cocks standing up for her.
Nick fucked her with rapid, hard-hitting strokes, rubbing his smooth, boyish chest against her stiff, pointy nipples. His cock split her pussy wide as he rammed it deep, his belly making a sucking noise with hers as they met and pulled away.
She quivered and wiggled under him as his rigid cock grew more swollen inside of her grasping cunt. Her thighs wrapped high up around his back as she lifted her ass to his fat, wildly bouncing balls.
"Nick… oooooooohhhh, Nicky! You fuck so good, give it to me hard, ram it in hard, darling!"
He clamped his thick wet mouth on hers and sucked her tongue until she growled in pain, her nails digging at his face as she sought to escape his gagging kiss. Her struggle excited him, making him stab down into her like a bludgeon, ripping through her cunt and pounding her fluttering cervix.
Nick ripped his mouth from hers and grinned at her as his buttocks jiggled up and down between her kicking legs.
"I don't know why I wasted my time trying to make it with Brenda when Ginny was here all the time," he gasped. "All right, Ginny baby, you're gonna get a cunt full of hot cum!"
He throbbed his deeply buried cock hard within her as her cunt opened and closed around him. Through the fragmented horror of his words she felt her pussy tingle with ecstasy. She was going to come from it, she was going to gush out on that thick, gorgeous cock that belonged to the man she feared and hated! Her face twisted in a grimace of oncoming bliss as a mad craving filled her loins.
"Hit me hard, hard!" she screamed. "Fill me up with cum. Oooooooouuummmmmmmm, what a rod you've got, big boy! Fuck me faster, come on, faster!"
She thrust her hips up, slamming her golden pussy against the base of his cock and rubbing herself over his hairy crotch. His pelvis moved from side to side as he dug into her velvety wetness with his blood-inflamed member. Brenda held her legs around his ass as she slid up and down on his slick spike, feeling its enormous head swell to unbelievable proportions as he got ready to empty it in her.
"Shoot, fella, for Chrissake!" yelled one of the men. "We can't wait much longer. Look at that ass go!"
The words drove her into a mad fury of lust. It's all I've got left, her mind cried. This is me… the only part of me that's still here. I can fuck, fuck, fuck! It's alive! Fucking is alive and I've got to do it!
"Give it to me, stud! I'm cuming! Let's do it together!"
Her legs rose wide around his hips as she gave him the full depth of her lust-stretched pussy. Her stockinged feet rubbed into his ass and down his thighs as the pounding and devouring vaginal muscles exploded into a licentious crescendo.
"Oooooooohhhhhh! I can feel your cum splashing inside me! God, it's soooo hot! Yes, yes, give me all of it! Nicky, Nicky, fill me full."
When his buttocks sank heavily down on her spread crotch the men applauded. She quivered as he pulled out of her and stood up, his cock fat and flaccid and wet from their combined juices.
He turned, grinning proudly. "Okay, now who gets sloppy seconds?"
A man named Quint shucked out of his jockeys and stepped up to the top of the mattress, lifting his long cock up and rubbing his balls.
"I'm carrying such a load I'm gonna bust my nuts in a minute. There's only one thing that I want when I'm like this and that's french. Lick it baby, suck it hard and taste what I've got to give you."
He knelt in front of her, taking her by the shoulders and flipping her over on her belly.
"Two for the price of one, huh? Somebody fuck her from the rear. No point in wasting a beautiful slit like that."
He stuck the long prick into her face and rubbed it over her lips, easing it between them. When her tongue rolled over the smooth tip and caressed the hard ridge of flesh, his face contorted into a grimace of delight.
"They called it the big bamboo when I was in Viet Nam," he breathed. "I could knock the back of your throat out with it. Suck, sweetheart, suck my cock. You'll never get another one like it!"
He pried her mouth open with the hard shaft just as another cock split her upended pussy. Rough hands grasped her hips and pushed them high in the air while other hands pulled her raised knees far apart. A great, stone-like prick rammed swiftly into her and plowed through the slick recesses of her cunt tunnel as a burst of laughter and cheers broke out.
"You're in her, right up to the hilt!" Quint yelled. "Throw it to her hard so she'll swallow my prick!"
Brenda jerked forward, gagging herself on the stiff tool in her mouth as it hit the end of her tongue. Quint groaned in ecstasy and screwed his groin in and out of her mouth, dragging the dripping cock out until its head rubbed against her lips. Behind her, a cock slid far up into her vagina and jerked hotly against her womb, digging into the tender, well-fucked membranes. She felt a sweaty bush of coarse jock hair like hot flames against her upturned cheeks as the grinding cock sank into her stretching pussy.
"You gonna swallow it, honey? If I'm good enough to make it, you're good enough to take it!"
His balls swung against her chin as he drove his jerking cock into her mouth. She was buffeted between the two men like a buoy as they screwed and ground their penises into her body. Suddenly, she began sucking hard with slavering, drooling lips at the great cock that thundered through her mouth, unable to stop herself from capitulating to the final shame. Her humped ass swung enticingly against the fucking rod up her cunt, driving it further up into her. Her mouth clamped into a pursed vise as she expertly stroked the sliding cock and flicked its tip with her hungry tongue. The slapping sounds she made as she sucked the burning cylinder of flesh thrilled her.
Quint threw back his head and yowled like a mad dog.
"What a good mouth! You're the best french whore ever! Drain it dry, baby! Suck it all out!"
She made a trap of her flexing lips, exploring each ridge and throbbing vein on the saliva-slicked shaft, maddened by the smoky prick taste each time she licked at the drops of oozing cum that bubbled from his tiny slit. It's life! Life-giving and I want it! I want to be flooded with cum, washed out with it, I want to swallow it when it's hot and briny, choke on it, suck it up into my pussy until it runs back out again!
Quint didn't have to force her to french him now. He was her victim now and she tortured him with her warm mouth. His teeth ground together in agony as she took him deep into her throat, working her palate in a fluttering pulse against his trapped cock.
Suddenly she heard a hoarse grunt of pleasure behind her as she felt the battering cock inside her cunt jerk with a final spasm of fucking. She uttered a sputtering, choking moan against the rod of stiff flesh in her mouth as the man behind her emptied into her. She bounced her buttocks in frantic acceptance and worked her thighs like a rutting bitch to milk him dry.
Her renewed motions brought Quint off in her mouth almost simultaneously. His great prick-head expanded like a cobra's hood, and then the gushing force of released cum filled her throat with its creamy heat. She gagged and choked, swallowing in spasmodic gulps, her lips tight around the quivering head. She felt him pull against her clasping lips as his relieved body sank down on its haunches, but still she would not let go. Her tongue licked away the last drops of cum as they dribbled out of his little slit before she opened her mouth and let his softening prick fall out. Long bands of cum still joined them as he eased away from her.
The last man who had not had her jumped forward, his face red and his long, thick cock jutting out stiffly at a right angle to his body. Brenda rolled over onto her back, staring at the big veins that laced through the rigid flesh. His whole body was covered with curly black hair, including his pendulous swinging balls.
"By God, if I'm going to bring up the rear, I might as well bring up the rear, huh? Roll back over, honey, I'm going to bunghole the living shit out of you!"
He was tall and powerfully built, with thick long arms. He looked like a gorilla as he swung forward and reached out for her. His big hands crunched down on her pelvis and flipped her to her belly as effortlessly as though he had turned the page of a magazine.
"Now, you just get up on your knees like you were, and spread those cheeks wide, cause they're gonna have to be as wide as you can make 'em."
Rough fingers spread her ass cheeks far apart. In some separate, lingering part of herself, Brenda experienced a crushing humiliation as she heard the oohing and ahhing of the men who watched this shameful performance. The man behind her knelt down with cracking knee joints and put his face close to her billowing, exposed crack and blew his hot breath into her anal opening.
"Mmmmmm, what a sweet little rim you've got. Nice and tight and puckered, good for fucking. Yessir, that's a real fucking ass all right."
He prodded his finger into the hot crack and pressed it against her hole. She jerked and twisted away from him as his nail struck the sensitive place. Suddenly a hot, dry pain shot up through her belly as he shoved his thick, dry finger into her slit.
"Uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh! Oh, don't!" she cried. Her stomach heaved threateningly and spots flew in front of her eyes. At the head of the bed, Leo, still dressed, leaned down and hissed at her.
"Shut up! Relax and take it."
The man worked his finger up her anal passage, twisting his wrist to and fro as he probed far up into her bowels, sliding back and forth through the tight, dry channel with obscene digging movements.
"Aaaaa Wwwwwgggh! I… oh, that feels… wonderful," she cried weakly. She saw Leo's warning face above her and renewed her pretended ecstasy but the man behind her only laughed.
"Now I got my bearings," he growled. "You got plenty of room up there, sweetheart, what are you yelling for? Nobody expected you to have a loose ass."
He scuttled closer to her upturned hips until she felt the rough, wiry hair of his belly and crotch against her thighs. His prick dabbed against her pussy, rubbing back and forth in her cuntal slit to garner its slickish fluid for lubrication. Maybe it wouldn't hurt so much… after all, she had ass-fucked before and it didn't hurt. It had felt wonderful! Maybe… maybe… But her frantic reassurances did not work. She knew the man behind her wanted to hurt her, that it wouldn't mean anything to him if he didn't.
He was panting and heaving behind her; she felt his sweat drip down on her bare back as his huge body hunched over her defenseless widespread cheeks. The hot round head of his prick eased between her creamy buttocks relentlessly. He slid it up and down through her downy crack, chuckling and muttering salacious compliments to her nether charms.
"It's all puckered up nice and ready for me, looks like she's ready to eat it right up… pretty little blond crack."
The agony began when his wheedling voice broke off and changed into a guttural growl of animal pleasure as the swollen tip of his cock shoved into her asshole. Brenda wanted to scream and struggle but his left arm was wrapped around her belly like a vise. He wriggled and screwed his veiny rod further up the unyielding hole, dragging searing pain behind it.
"A nice virgin ass, just like a fresh young cunt, only better!" he laughed.
His prick surged further up the tormented passage until she felt that she would split from the hideous stretching. The worst was yet to come when he actually started screwing her! Oh, God… God, I want to die! No! No, I didn't mean it! I don't want to die, I…
"I'm almost there, baby, and I got nine inches to give you," he panted. "This is gonna be the best fuck of your life. These other bastards don't know what a cock is for, do they?"
He sent a vicious jab into her entrails, then pulled back in a tearing retreat that burned her as surely as if he had rammed her with a red-hot poker. Bitter bile filled her throat as he slammed hard into her once more and began working his hips like a bull mounting a cow. He jiggled obscenely, wriggling and fucking and bouncing behind her as he savored the full delight of her tightly clenched rectum.
Her head spun and the sounds of male laughter and cheers receded until they all seemed to be far away. She was drifting off… off… off into a nothing world, a nobody world. There was no one in this new world, not even herself. It was empty and green and windswept, silent and wailing with echos of voices that did not exist, had never existed.
The man behind her bounced obscenely, thudding his cock into her trapped and burning ass. Suddenly she was surrounded by naked hairy legs as all of the men gathered close, shoving their erect rods into her soft flesh, swabbing them against her swinging tits and into her mouth. The man behind her let out a shrill yahoo of climaxing lust and spilled into her aching rectum, flooding it without end as his nails dug into her belly. At last she felt his stony prick wither and soften in her ass, until it slithered out of her tortured passage with a wet plucking sound.
"Don't go 'way, honey, we're not through yet!"
They came at her, three of them, came at her with hot red spears. They're stabbing me… they're going to kill me…
"Awgggrh…"
Nick Eubanks held her jaws open, jerking on her head until a sharp pain wrenched down her spine. His thick cock worked in a rocking motion between her lips, pounding against the back of her throat.
"Suck it off, Ginny! Let's see how Miss Goody Two Shoes gives a blowjob."
He shot into her mouth as his hands worked her head to and fro over his dripping prick, grasping her throat to make her swallow his briny fluid.
She did not know how long she lay there. She heard them pouring more drinks, the rattle of ice cubes the wheezing voice of the man who had bungholed her growling with churlish lewdness as he told a story about a fourteen-year-old Saigon girl.
"She put a coil of plastic wire up my ass and van ked it out when I came. Man, that was the sweetest thing this side of heaven!"
She turned stiffly over and looked at their naked, sprawling bodies. Leo pulled her to her feet and thrust a drink in her hand.
"Look alive. You can't go to sleep now. You think this party's over? They paid for more than they've got so far."
Before she could register his words, a knock came at the door. Conversation stopped as they all turned and looked at Leo.
"Who the hell is that!" he rasped, his eyes growing wide with fear.
"Jesus, the cops!" Nick burst out, reaching automatically for his pants.
Leo waved him down. "Shut up! Just…"
"Brenda! Are you home? Let me in, I hear you in there!"
It was Jim! Suddenly a deeply welling finality came over her at the sound of his voice calling her name. A fiend stirred in her brain, prodding her consciousness with a vicious pitchfork. She leaped forward, feeling the collected cum of four men running down her legs. It was like a baptism, all that cum dripping on her flesh. It was finished now, she had come the full circle to her new self. She would never be called Brenda again!
She dodged Leo's grasping arm and ran into the foyer and threw open the door.
His face moved; all of his features twitched and moved in surprise. She nearly laughed in his wholesome American-boy face!
"Come in, darling, and meet the gang," she laughed, her voice sailing up into a shrill, broken cry. She backed into the room, garters twisted and bruised nipples poking out from the cut-out bra. Jim recovered and stormed in after her, skidding to a stop as he saw the four naked men and the statue-like Leo standing in the middle of the living room.
The men sat like a frozen tableau, gazing at the newcomer in stunned silence, glasses poised at lips. Jim blinked almost sleepily at them, unable to speak.
"Who the hell are you?" Leo demanded. He whipped around and yanked Brenda to him by the wrist. "You little…" He stopped abruptly.
"Finish it!" Jim burst out. "Go ahead. You little slut! That's what she is, obviously."
He raised a shaking hand and, wiped the sweat off his upper lip. "Don't worry, I'm not the fuzz," he said to Leo. "Since you're the only one dressed you must be the pimp. I can't arrest you so go ahead and beat her up if you want. That's what pimps do, isn't it?"
He turned to Brenda.
"I figured there was something wrong from your letters so I came to New York to find you and bring you back home. I thought…"
He faltered in spite of himself, and she saw his eyes fill with tears as his mouth twisted in an effort to hide its trembling.
"Boy, have I been taken… My fiancee!" he spat out turning on the men with balled fists. "She told me she was a virgin and I believed her, good old dumb me." His eyes raked her without quarter. "Some virgin! The only thing you've got left that's all in one piece is an eardrum."
His attempt at biting sarcasm failed abruptly as he emitted a hoarse sob. The men on the sofa shifted uncomfortably, moving for the first time as they glanced at one another.
His face wrinkled up like a new baby's. "Brenda… Brenda… how could you…"
She backed away sharply. "Don't call me that! I'm not Brenda! I'm Ginny! Do you hear me? All of you. My name is Ginny Walters and I've lived here for a long time. See that poster?" she cried, pointing to the wall. "That's me. I posed for that. You sniveling bastard!" she shouted at Jim. "I never knew you! I'm not your sweet, nice Brenda and now we both know it!"
Leo stepped back as though he had been struck and eyed her with naked fear. He opened his mouth to speak but no sound came out. Jim turned on his heel, his hand rising to wipe his eyes, and stumbled out.
The men started to dress quickly, draining drinks and stubbing out cigarettes after taking one last drag on them. They looked like people hurrying back to work after a coffee break.
Nick Eubanks spoke first as he tucked his shirt into his belt.
"Try it again, Leo baby, next time without a kook, huh?" He left, shrugging into his jacket. The others hurried by like commuters trying to get to the subway exit. The one who had bungholed her paused and gave her a whithering look of contempt.
"You littlecunt! A nice boy like that… I never felt like such a heel in my life."
When they were gone Leo turned slowly to her.
"You be out of here tomorrow, you understand? I want you gone from this place."
Her head trembled as she gazed at him with bright, feverish eyes.
"But I already left, months ago. Don't you remember? The trendy California girl, putting things in her mouth." Her laugh was coarse and lewd. "Cocks, cunts, you name it."
He stared at her as though to weigh her seriousness. Something in her face made him swallow heavily and look away.
"You're putting me on," he mumbled. "Come off that Ginny crap…" But his voice gave him away. Under his swarthy tan there was a greenish pallor of fear.
"Tomorrow!" he ground out. "Understand? I know plenty of cops in this neighborhood. I could get you on a lot of things, all, I have to do is plant the first little seed of suspicion and they'll do the rest. If that doesn't work, don't forget I have keys. I'll plant a little pot or some H in here instead of a seed."
He grabbed his jacket and walked out slamming the door behind him.