"You filthy bastard!" Victoria blurted.
And, before she knew what she was doing, her hand flew up and she slapped Raul's face hard.
In the next instant, he slapped her so hard she fell back, sprawling on her ass on the kitchen floor. She sat there on the cold tile, rubbing her jaw. He had hit her so hard it nearly knocked her senseless.
"Fuck this bitch some more," he told his buddies, sneering down at her. "I gotta have a break."
The naked Mexican grabbed a dish towel and wiped his cummy prick with it, threw the soiled towel in Victoria's face and strutted out of the kitchen.
Chuck grabbed her arm and jerked her to her feet roughly. She felt more of Raul's warm jism draining from her abused asshole as she teetered, still dizzy from his hard slap. And, curiously, she also felt a new flow of pussy juice wetting her cunt, which was simmering again. She felt terribly confused. Had being slapped by Raul aroused her again? Was she losing her mind?
"Stand still, bitch," Scott said, clamping a heavy metal collar around her fragile neck. "We're not finished with you yet."
There was a long chain attached to the collar, and Chuck fastened the other end of it securely to a cabinet handle that was too high for Victoria to reach.
Why were they chaining her up again? She had just given herself completely to Raul, right in front of them. And she wanted more of that hunky Mexican's stupendous cock. Why had he rejected her like that? Nothing made any sense. These men were terrorists of the worst kind warping her mind while they ravaged her body.
"Why doesn't Raul like me?" she asked. "I gave him what he wanted."
"None of us like you, Vicky." Chuck said. "We're just gettin' you thawed out for Andy because he doesn't know how to handle a bitch like you."
"You're just a piece of meat to us, lady," Scott said, rubbing his fingers in her wet cunt slot. "Nothin' personal, understand."
"How do people like you know my husband, anyway?"
Chuck grinned, taking her hand and putting it on his cock, which was partially hard.
"We're sort of… bill collectors," he said, caressing one of her tits. "We specialize in collecting gambling debts. You know, gamblers are bad about spending money they don't have so we make sure they pay up when they do get some money, see? I mean, we're not connected with any professional organizations or anything like that. We just break a few legs now and then."
Without even realizing what she was doing, the distraught blonde was stroking Chuck's stiffening prick fondly while they talked. But he noticed. He winked at Scott, who took her other hand and brought it to his own cock. Her fingers curled around the youth's prick, as if automatically, and she started pumping his prick, too.
"Does Andy owe somebody money?" Victoria asked, hoping that might explain all this. Maybe her husband had no choice but to let these punks have their way with her. "Is that it? This is the only way he can pay some debt or something?"
"No way," Scott laughed, still amused that she didn't even know she was playing with his cock. "We've collected a few debts for Andy before. Naw, he's no deadbeat. He just knew we could be trusted to do a dirty job right."
"Yeah," Chuck said, glancing at the big clock an the kitchen wall. "And he'll be along pretty soon to see how we did."
Victoria saw through the window that it was already getting light outside. God! These brutes had been abusing her all night long. She had lost all concept of time. And now she was emotionally devastated. Not only had her husband paid them to rape her the was coming back home to see the results of the nightmare they had put her through.
So, Andy wanted results, did he? Well, she had nothing to lose now. She had thrown away the last vestige of decency when she orgasmed on Scott's mouth, with Raul's cock up her ass and then let Raul spit cum from her ass into her mouth. She hoped that would be depraved enough to please her horny husband.
Becoming aware of what she was doing, Victoria looked down at the stiff cocks in her hands. She squeezed each cock, her eyes running up and down each young man's naked body. They were both nice looking, in different ways, now that she no longer feared their cocks. Chuck's muscle-bound body was a study in masculine perfection. And Scott was cute, in a boyish way.
"This chain isn't necessary anymore," Victoria said, drawing both of them closer by tugging on their pricks, "I'm ready for anything now, boys."
"But you look good in chains," Scott said, grinning mischievously at his buddy. "Don't you think so, Chuck?"
"For sure," Chuck said. "All cunts belong in chains."
Victoria was enjoying the feel of their hard pricks in her hands, and she realized now that her pussy was itching for more of the rough fucking these guys knew how to deliver. They did understand women like her… there was no doubt about that.
"Fuck me, Scott," she whispered, pulling his prick against her drooling cunt gash. "I like your way with women."
"Yeah?" he said, smiling disarmingly.
Then, like a bolt of lightning, he slapped the shit out of her.
"Oh!" she gasped, feeling a fresh surge of cum-juice deluge her cunt. "Yes! Take me by force, you beautiful boy! Fuck me!"
Scott drew away, surprised by her reaction. He scowled at her, looking a bit bewildered.
"It's no fun when you're so Goddamned anxious," he said.
"Aw, Scotty," Chuck said in disgust, pushing the youth aside. "You're sick, man. Anybody ever tell you that?"
"She's nothin' but a cock-crazy slut." Scott said, pouting.
"That's what Andy's payin' us for, stupid!" Chuck said. "To turn his cold bitch of a wife into a cock-crazy slut." He glanced down at the way she was clinging to his hard-on. "And I'd say we did a pretty good job. So now I'm gonna enjoy the results before Andy gets here."
Chuck grabbed the chain on Victoria's collar and yanked it rudely, forcing her down onto her knees.
"Suck my cock, slut!" he demanded.
Victoria took the big stud's circumcised prick into her mouth eagerly, cutting her green eyes up at Scott as she began to suck. Her hands quickly began to roam over Chuck's muscular body. His hard abdomen was ridged like a washboard, and his ass cheeks were solid muscle. She squeezed his firm buns and took his prick into her mouth all the way to its hairy base, nuzzling her nose in the wiry brown hair at his crotch.
"Look at that sleazy slut." Scott said in disgust. "Cock-hungry bitch she's just like the rest of them."
"Uh huh," Chuck agreed, curling his fingers into her soft blonde hair. "And it's just great!"
Victoria began moving her head, fucking her face on Chuck's prick. She had ceased to even try to analyze what had come over her. All she knew was that since she'd experienced that wonderful orgasm she was seeing men in a whole new way now. She had hated the sight of a naked man before, her husband included. But now, their bodies looked delicious to her. And their cocks, which she had feared before, thrilled her to the core.
She sucked madly on Chuck's prick, swirling her tongue about the spongy cock head and caressing his naked body adoringly.
"That's so like Andy," she said, shaking her head and smiling. "He always was a long-shot gambler."
She pulled on Scott's prick, bringing him closer. Then she leaned forward and kissed the tip of his partially hard cock affectionately, still clinging to the other guy's cock.
"So?" Scott asked her. "You gonna take him back?"
She sucked the youth's prick into her mouth, sucking on it and causing his hard-on to revive quickly. Then she drew away, looking up at them and grinning, a wicked gleam in her eyes now.
"Maybe," she said. "But it could be I've learned more from you guys than Andy expected." She moved back to Chuck's crotch, licking his prick adoringly. "If my husband I stay together, it'll have to be my way."
When Andrew Halstead returned home that morning, he was greeted by a sight he had explicitly said he did not want to witness.
His lovely young wife was in the middle of the living room floor, fucking and sucking with all three guys. They were all stark naked. She was sitting astride Chuck, with his prick in her pussy. Scott was kneeling near Chuck's head, and Victoria was sucking the boy's cock hungrily while Raul knelt behind her, fucking his colossal cock in and out of her ass.
Andrew, wearing white slacks and a colorful Hawaiian shirt, slammed the front door loudly, obviously wanting to make his presence known.
But the naked group in the middle of the floor ignored his arrival. He stared wide-eyed at his naked wife, who had a cock stuck in every hole a cock would fit into. His jaw dropped and he stared in bewildered disbelief. It was what he had wanted – a cock-crazy slut of a wife – but it was like too much of a good thing!
She was doing all this because she wanted to; that much was apparent. There were no signs of restraint.
"Vicky!" he blurted. "Jesus Christ!"
Andrew stomped over to the pile of naked bodies and grabbed his wife by the hair of her head, forcing her to release Scott's prick from her mouth and look up.
"Darling!" she exclaimed with faked surprise. "I thought you were in Tahoe. What are you doing home so soon?"
"Hi, man!" Chuck said, still lying beneath Victoria, his cock in her cunt and his hands on her tits. "We could use another guy here… this bitch is wearin' us all out. My prick's raw."
"Right," Raul said matter-of-factly. He moved back and his immense fucker slurped from Victoria's asshole, "Get your clothes off and stick your cock up her butt. It's all she ever wants, and I'm out of it."
"Vicky!" Andrew shouted, appalled by the fact that she had returned to sucking Scott's cock. "Stop it! This instant!"
Abruptly, he grabbed his wife's arm and yanked her to her feet. As she rose, Chuck's prick slipped from her pussy and slapped wetly back against his belly. At the same time, her mouth slurped from Scott's prick, and he stepped back.
"I know you're doing this to get back at me, Vicky," Andrew said, shaking her by the shoulders. "But I won't tolerate it."
"Just shut up and get your pants off, darling," she said, squeezing his cock through his white slacks. "I need a cock up my ass quickly it's the only way I can cum." Her deft hand was unfastening his trousers. "And I'd rather it would be your cock than anybody else's."
Andrew's mouth was open, but he was speechless as his pants fell and his wife pushed his bikini underwear down over his thighs. The other men were sitting around on the floor, watching with amusement.
"I want to see your gorgeous body," she said, unbuttoning his shirt. "Just relax, sweetheart… relax and go with it."
She pushed the open shirt from his shoulders and it fluttered to the floor, leaving him standing there naked, his slacks and underwear crumpled around his ankles.
"You guys get out of here!" Andrew demanded, glaring at his friends. "I want to be alone with my wife."
"No, no, darling." Victoria said as she sank to her knees and kissed his limp prick. "I want them here. I need them here."
She took her husband's soft cock into her mouth, caressing his thighs and calves as her hands descended. Then, sucking lovingly on his prick, she forced him to step out of his slip-on shoes and his pants and briefs. He stood there a moment, clad now in nothing but his white athletic socks, staring in utter bewilderment and embarrassment at the other men while she slurped ravenously on his cock. He was so embarrassed he wasn't even getting a hard-on, despite her eager cock-sucking.
"What have you guys done to her?" Andrew asked nervously.
"Only what you told us to do." Raul said. "Taught her how to appreciate a man's body."
"And to appreciate a stiff prick," Chuck put in.
"Yeah," Scott said, chuckling. "She appreciates the hell out of a hard prick now."
Andrew pulled back, slithering his soft cock from Victoria's sucking mouth. Quickly, he grabbed her hair again, yanking her to her feet. Her thrusting tits bobbled as she nearly lost her balance from the violence of his movement.
"You're disgusting. Victoria!" Andrew shouted in her face. "Absolutely disgusting!"
"And you're insane, my darling," she whispered, grabbing his limp cock again. "Mad as a hatter. I think we make a wonderful couple. Don't you?"
He glanced down at her hand grasping his prick, and he saw how her blonde pussy hair was all wet and matted with fuck-slime. Glistening ribbons of somebody's cum streaked her inner thighs, draining from her cunt and asshole at the same time.
"You make me sick!" he blurted.
Then he slapped her hard across the face.
"Ooooh, yes!" she rasped, squeezing his prick and looking him in the eyes. "I do so like a man who knows how to take charge."
Andrew slapped her again, even harder. She flinched, and a red flush colored her cheek. But she still clung to his prick and stared him in the face.
"Do it again," she murmured. "That makes me so hot!"
"You're sick, Vicky," he said, shaking his head. "You're more sick now than you were before."
Andrew suddenly realized his cock had come to life while he was slapping his wife. His hard-on stood up from his crotch, the piss slit glistening with a droplet of pre-cum. Victoria started squirming her cum-drenched cunt up against his hairy balls as she grabbed his hard cock with both hands.
"I should be punished for being such a bad girl," she said. "You may have to fuck my ass to teach me a lesson."
"Yeah!" Raul urged. "Give it to her the way she likes it, man, up the old asshole!"
Andrew slapped her again, so hard it caused her hair to fly. Then he bent down and kissed her, squirming the length of his hard-on against the slippery slot of her pussy.
"You smell like sex," he whispered.
"I know," she said. "Your friends have been entertaining me."
"The uncouth bastards," he muttered, kissing her again.
"Oh, no," she said, raising her legs and clamping them around his hips. "They're wonderful – especially Raul."
Before Andrew realized what she was up to, she was maneuvering her asshole against the blunt tip of his hard-on.
But there was something appealing and exciting about the idea of putting on such a lewd exhibition with his lovely wife. Andrew had a bit of the exhibitionist in him, too. But he had never imagined Victoria might share that perversion with him.
"You know," he whispered, "We're two very trashy people."
"I know," she said, giggling and squirming her ass on his prick. "Isn't it just marvelous?"
"Damned right!"
Andrew started humping, fucking his cock in his wife's upturned ass. As he got into a steady fucking rhythm, he lowered his head and started sucking on one of her tits, delighted at finding the nipple, stiff from her arousal.
Victoria waved her sleek legs in the air above his back and held his head against her tit, thrilled by the hot sensation of his big hard prick fucking in and out of her ass. Her asshole was so runny with cock cream from the other three guys that Andrew's fucking soon generated nasty-sounding suctioning noises. Creamy cum, pumped from her abused ass by his pistoning prick, burbbled out to coat her ass cheeks and his hairy groin.
While he fucked her, they both kept glancing at the other men, both of them getting off on being watched.
Impulsively, Andrew pulled his prick from Victoria's ass and plunged it into her cunt which was equally wet and slippery. He threw a few hard cock-thrusts into her pussy, and was just getting into a rhythm when she abruptly pushed him away and scooted out from under him.
"No, honey!" she squealed, flipping over onto her hands and knees. "Not my pussy! Fuck my ass!"
A knowing smile was exchanged between Victoria and Raul, who had introduced her to the wanton thrills of ass-fucking.
Andrew knelt behind his wife and crammed his cock back into her asshole, fucking in so hard that his cum-laden balls swung up and slapped against the area between her asshole and her cunt. Rearing back, showing off for his friends, he clung to her hips and went into a frenzy of cock-thrusts, fucking her liquefied ass guts with gusto.
He had hardly begun to fuck when she started trying to crawl across the carpet. At first, Andrew thought she was trying to get away from him. Then he realized she had her eyes on Raul's colossal cock, which was draped half hard across his hips as he lay there and watched them.
Drawn to the Mexican's prick as if hypnotized, Victoria dragged her wildly fucking husband with her as she slowly crawled toward Raul.
"She's after your cock again, Raul," Scott said dryly and with a suggestion of boyish jealousy in his tone.
"I love that thing!" Victoria cried, grabbing Raul's prick and trying to stuff it into her mouth.
"No," he said firmly, taking his cock away from her. "I've fucked you till I'm raw. Lemme alone, now."
Andrew was still pounding the prick to her upthrust ass, and her tits dangled against Raul's massive thigh as she tried once more to get his prick into her mouth.
"Crazy cunt!" he snarled, turning over onto his belly to keep her away from his sore prick. "Suck somebody else."
Andrew wasn't offended by his wife's fixation for Raul's cock. It was, admittedly, a magnificent hunk of cock meat. And the big bruiser wasn't bad looking. Definitely not unfair competition.
While her husband fucked her hot ass and mauled her dangling tits, Victoria remained perched there on hands and knees, looking dejectedly at Raul's ass, which was near her face. She wanted his cock, but now that big beautiful fucker of his was hidden and out of reach between his belly and the carpet.
She twisted her neck, looking back at her madly fucking husband.
"Forgive me, darling," she said. "But this man just drives me wild I'm not entirely responsible for my actions when I'm around him."
With that, she lowered her head and starting licking up and down Raul's hairy ass crevice, kneading the muscular buns of his ass with both hands.
"Look at that nasty bitch!" Scott exclaimed, jabbing Chuck in the ribs with an elbow. "She and Raul are two of a kind."
Hearing Scott's accurate appraisal of his wife only served to arouse Andrew more, and his speeded up his fucking, which seemed to amplify the obscene slurping sound of cum being pumped from her asshole.
"Woman, you are too fuckin' much!" Raul said, sounding disgusted. But he elevated his bare ass, obviously enjoying the attention. "Not bad for an amateur, though. Stick your tongue in my butt yeah, like that. Uuummm!"
When the big man raised his hips, Victoria started flicking her tongue in his tight asshole rapidly. And she took advantage of the moment to reach beneath him to grab hold of his prick. She was pleased to find his prick swelling and stiffening in her hand, and she licked and tongue-fucked his ass with increased enthusiasm.
Meanwhile, she kept her own upthrust ass wiggling while Andrew plundered her swampy ass guts with his stiff fucker. Chuck and Scott, aroused by the lewd spectacle, had begun jacking off as they watched. The sight of such a sweet and innocent-looking young woman getting her ass fucked to mush by her husband while she licked the big Mexican's brown butt had given both of them throbbing hard-ons again. And they were not the kind of guys to let a good hard-on go to waste.
Scott quickly crawled over where Victoria could reach his cock, and she grabbed it and began stroking it fondly. And, when Chuck joined them on the other side, she reached out and took hold of his big, hard prick.
Andrew kept fucking her ass, wondering if he could get off this way. They had all fucked her ass so much during the night that it was like plunging his prick into a bowl of raw liver… there were good sensations, but no friction on his cock.
Raul rolled over, his massive prick flopping up into Victoria's face. She grabbed his hard-on, her eyes almost crossing as she admired that big brown prick that had given her the first orgasm of her life. She pushed the skin on the gigantic cock shaft downward, causing the glossy dark-colored cock head to flare and drool pre-cum.
"Oh, Andy," she said, "You just can't imagine how much I love this big ugly thing." She looked back over, her shoulder. "Can't we keep Raul around all the time?"
"What?" Andrew stopped fucking, looking at her and seeing that she was serious. "Certainly you can't keep an extra man around the house like a pet."
"It's okay by me," Raul said, shrugging. "Long as I get to see my other women whenever I want to."
"Please, darling?" she pleaded, still hanging onto Chuck's and Scott's pricks. "Maybe he can bring his other women over once in a while for you to fuck so you won't get bored."
"Yeah," Raul said, resting back on his elbows. "I can dig that, man. I've got some real hot chicks on the string, too."
"I just bet you do," Victoria said coyly.
Andrew just stared at the Mexican for a moment. Then he sighed, resigned to a life of debauchery and not altogether displeased at the prospect.
"Sure," he finally said. "Why the hell not?" Andrew started fucking Victoria's ass again, but she stopped him.
"And these two, also," she said, tugging at Chuck's and Scott's pricks. She giggled girlishly at her husband's expression of shock. "They're a lot of fun, too. And the blond one's so damned cute!"
Andrew couldn't believe it. Victoria was talking about these guys as if they were things, rather than people. She had always hated it when men talked about women that way.
Scott blushed slightly with embarrassment, something he seldom experienced. Andrew sneered at the youth, then grinned at Chuck, who he knew well.
"You guys want to live with us?" he asked.
"Okay by me." Chuck said, smiling down at Victoria. "Your wife's a hot piece of ass. Anyway, it beats that hotel we're shacked up in. Right, guys?"
Scott and Raul agreed, causing Victoria to squeal with glee. She lurched forward suddenly, leaving her husband's ass-slimed cock bobbing lewdly in the air. He thought she had abandoned him when she scrambled astride Raul's loins and sat down on his upthrust fucker. But she had hardly settled her ass down on Raul's monolith of a prick before she was leaning to one side, taking Andrew's slimy cock into her mouth.
Victoria fucked her ass up and down on the Mexican's prick and clung to the other two guys' pricks while she sucked hungrily on Andrew's prick. She was in slut heaven, with a cock up her ass, a cock in each hand, and her husband's cock in her mouth.