Gene, easily pinned her arms backward in a full nelson and held her back from the others.
In the same instant Gene, moving his massive body with surprising speed, headed straight for Lisa. Looming over her, he wrapped a length of her long hair tightly around his hand and yanked hard.
A yelp of pain escaped from her lips as her head was snapped back, stopping her dead in her tracks. With his free hand he reached down and began crudely fondling her chest, the tight red sweater rippling and bulging out in all directions as his paw mashed and squeezed her billowing breasts.
I didn't know what the hell was going on, but I knew I had to do something. Even if he was old, Gene had a good eight inches and about eighty pounds on me and I didn't know if I could take him.
Besides, from the way things were shaping up, I thought I might not want to stop him. Things were happening so fast and my plan for Lisa was still warm in my mind. I didn't want to lose her, but the idea of seeing this huge old guy do her was pretty hot too. I decided to play it cool for now. Besides, there was someone else I also had had thoughts about.
Jeff, finally showing some life, must have seen his chance too.
His glazed eyes turned to young Diane, who was beginning to wake up and move to the aid of her mother. "Let her go! You fat bitch!", she screamed, jumping full tilt at the struggling pair.
Linda, laughing in her face, expertly stuck out a boot and sent her sprawling, still clamping onto Margaret with both arms. Jeff and I both reached her at the same time.
We heard a loud thud and then WHOOMPH! as the wind was blown out of her by the fall. Stunned, she instantly struggled to her feet in a daze, the cotton dress shifting all the way up, bunching around her little bottom, showing us a glimpse of white satin panties. Jeff reached her first, helping her up and, at the same time, greedily groping her ass. I got there an instant later and yanked him off of her. "Uh uh. This one is mine.", I glared at him. "You want some, you go get that.", I said, pointing in the direction of the door.
He turned where I was pointing. Daphne, as if knowing what was coming, was sprinting toward the door in panic. She had her hand on the knob and was making her break to freedom, when Jeff slammed it back and locked it. Seeing that she was again shut in, Daphne collapsed, cringing in utter despair at her situation. I guess
Jeff, remembering the scene in the back room, figured she was a pretty good piece after all. Daphne was grabbed by the back of her blouse for the second time that day, but all the struggle had gone out of her. Jeff's juices were flowin' now and he began to eagerly feel her up.
Diane was fighting me all the way, but she was no match for me now that I had committed to going all the way with her. Her struggling pushed the shift over her waist, quivering buttocks squirming softly against my pants. I reached around in front, now in full sexual heat, and cupped her plump young sex, feeling and rubbing the mound through the thin white satin. In a trance now,
I half dragged her over to a chair and sat down, pulling her from behind down into my lap, my middle finger beginning to stroke in her slot. She was still squirming, but not so hard now, as I clamped my other arm around her. I pressed hard, forcing her ass cheeks down into my lap. They spread out around the bulge of my hardening dick and I began to lightly dry hump her while steadily working her fuzzy, red-haired mound with my finger.
From where I was sitting I could see the whole office with its row of three bolted down desks lined up in front of us. Linda pulled
Margaret over to the one on our left. Letting go with one hand, she maintained her hold and cranked up hard on Margaret's wrists, forcing her face down onto the desk, just as her daughter Daphne had been forced onto the backroom table. I thought, "No. She wouldn't dare do that.".
Margaret's skirt was ripped off, revealing tan, supple legs and frilly blue briefs over her tight behind. Whipping out daughter
Daphne's wad of soiled, cum-soaked panties, Linda tightly bound her wrists in back with the waistband. Bringing the rest up in front through Margaret's crotch, she stretched the pink elastic to the breaking point and squeezed one of the leg loops over
Margaret's head. With a little relief I realized she was only using them for better control. The pink band dug into Margaret's vagina, pulling down tautly on her neck and wrists at the same time, while Linda straddled her waist and sat heavily, pinning her down. Grabbing under Margaret's chin with both hands, she pulled her head up painfully and spat in her ear, "Now we'll see who's the real manager around here. I'm in charge now and your employees are going to work like they never have before. You just sit back and watch the show. Look at Daphne over there. She seems to be enjoying it.". Margaret couldn't help but look, her head bent back by Linda's vice-like grip on her chin.
It was hard trying to see all the action in this three ring circus all at once and keep my control on Diane. She still fought me, but I had her arms pinned good and continued to work my bulge into her squirming bottom. She shook her head around and tried to bite me, red mane flying into my face, but she stopped cold when I popped my finger into her snatch, the white satin pushing in with it. Even through her panties I could feel that she was getting warm and wet in there whether she wanted it or not. I got another finger in and slid the panties in and out, the increasing friction heating the material and also building up a static charge on the satin.
My eyes followed Margaret's over to the desk on my right. Ripping the blouse up over Daphne's head, Jeff exposed her bare breasts.
Having surrendered completely by now, she didn't fight him as he grabbed a jug in each hand and began squeezing. He had made the grab close in by her ribs and with each squeeze her mounds ballooned out in front, flushing red in his tight grip. Her brown nipples began pushing themselves out a little at a time, growing stiffer and longer each time, as if being inflated by her pumping breast bags.
Daphne went along meekly as Jeff dragged her to the desk. He let go, twisted her around and leaned her back. Jeff's eyes were big as saucers and fully dilated as he began twisting open the buttons of her fly. With both hands he made short work of it and soon worked her jeans down over her hips. Head bowed in shame, her dull eyes watched him slide her pants down to her ankles.
Nevertheless a gasp came from her lips as he reached under her legs. One hand cupped her mound from the front while the other groped in from behind. Jeff jammed a finger of his cunt hand straight in, "Unnnh!". In back he bunched his hand into a full fist and began pushing steadily against her still slick ass crack,
"Ooooooow!". In spite of herself, Daphne began to respond to the intruding fingers and fist. She tried mightily to keep her butt shut, but then she shuddered and raised up on her toes as her gluteous muscles gave out. Jeff's balled fist forced her cheeks apart and his arm lunged into the slimy, tan tunnel.
Maintaining her in this upraised position by pushing up on her pubic bone, he forced his fist in deeper still. Daphne moaned again and then suddenly snapped her head up in shock. I watched transfixed as Jeff's arm went in farther and farther, Daphne's cheeks now butting up against his elbow. He was in deeper than
Linda had been earlier and I knew from the girl's look that his fist, like a massive cockhead had reached her puckered sphincter.
Gritting his teeth with effort, he kept up a hard steady pressure, twisting as he pushed to work her ass grease onto his fist for lubrication.
Daphne's eyes bulged half way out of their sockets and her mouth began to contort in a painful grimace as her puckered hole began surrendering to Jeff's slippery twisting pressure. He had it halfway in now, her asshole stretching and dilating around it like a vagina in childbirth; only this baby's head was going in the wrong direction and into the wrong hole!
Staring in utter disbelief, I began to responding to this filthy show and scooped my arm up under Diane's dress, feeling for her young titties. Still bouncing her up and down on the hard lump in my lap, I latched on to one of them, rapidly squeezing and rubbing the soft mound in a heated frenzy, feeling the nipple begin to harden in my hand.
Struggling less intensely now, Diane began to squirm in my lap, rather than fight, as my fondling and rubbing hands awoke passions her eighteen year old flesh had never known. Her freckled face blushed hotly, but she let me pull the shift over her outstretched arms. I put one hand on each of her bare cupcakes and began to work them over in earnest, fondling and pinching their orangy little buds which had never known a man's hand. Her pink, painted lips had just parted in an ecstatic groan, when my attention was forced back to the desk.
Doubling over limply, Daphne's knees sagged and her stomach spasmed violently. Her slippery anal muscle gave way completely as Jeff's hand popped through her back door with a mighty heave.
So complete and sudden was her surrender that Jeff nearly lost his balance as his forward thrust carried him into her another five inches, his arm disappearing into her crack beyond the elbow!
"Give it to her Jeff! Ram it home!", Linda was urging him, "Fist fuck her buns!". Margaret couldn't bear to look, but Linda moved a hand to the sides of her eyes and squeezed until they opened in pain. "Is that any way to bring up a daughter? You skinny slut!
I oughta do the same to you.", she growled. She released her hold on Margaret's eyes and with the same hand ripped her cotton panties down to the knees. "But not just yet. Let's see the rest of you first.", she whispered. Riding on Margaret's waist saddle like a horse, she reached under her armpit and ripped her blouse open, the buttons popping off in all directions. Grabbing at the back of the collar, she yanked it down in back to the elbows. It acted like a straightjacket, pinning the arms in back and pushing out her brassiered breasts in front. Margaret started to buck in panic now and my prick grew another inch in my pants at the thought that Linda might mean what she said.
Grossed out, but hotly fascinated, I watched Jeff recover and, spurred on by Linda's urging, begin to fuck Daphne's ass with his arm. A wet suctioning noise filled the room as he pulled out to the elbow, keeping his balled fist just inside her anus. Still bent over limply, she began to gasp quick breaths of relief, but doubled over again as Jeff shoved it back in.
He slid out again, held it a second, and pushed it back in. Then he started pumping slowly as her bowels began to loosen and coat him with their brown, oily secretion. Doubled over, limp, blood rushing to her head, Daphne flopped around like a rag doll on the driving fist sliding up and down inside her large intestine. But the giant arm-phallus was beginning to have its effect on her sensitive back hole and she began grunting in rhythm with the slowly pumping arm. I couldn't believe after all she'd been through that she was responding to something like this! It was absolutely filthy, but watching it only made me more excited.
My dick was aching, it was so hard and I began to think of getting it out of my pants and into Diane. Somehow I yanked open my zipper and it leaped out, running straight up under a leg opening in her satin panties. Thrusting clumsily, I tried to push it into her ass, but it only slid up her crack and settled in between her buns like a red hot sausage. Feeling the heat in there, I began jerking up and down between her rubbery moon pies, keeping up a soft massage on her swollen pear-shaped pud. Her moaning grew louder; hot, musky, young breath gushing into my ear; moist tongue licking as she blew in. I began pumping faster and her rhythmic butt thrusts began matching mine.
Daphne began grunting loudly, eeeeuunnnnh! nnyyyyyuh! unh!, her face alternately straining and relaxing as she forced herself back onto Jeff's arm with each inward stroke. It looked as if she was taking a hard shit, grunting to expel the log buried inside her, but every time she tried he slid it farther in. Her powerful butt muscles clamped themselves down on his sliding wrist, her anus acting like a cunt approaching orgasm. The bitch was actually in heat getting arm-fucked up the ass!
Hands locked on bent knees, she buck out of control on Jeff's jerking limb, turgid tits bouncing hard against her chest. The grunting stopped and her mouth began to contort into the familiar orgasmic stare. Sensing her begin to tremor and stiffen, Jeff socked his fist in and out of her like lightning, huge rumps wobbling wildly. The thought that this kind of action could bring
Daphne, or any girl, to climax brought a spasm deep down in my root. I knew I couldn't hold out much longer and began pinching
Diane's clit as my tightening balls began pumping juice up the shaft.
Daphne was just beginning to freeze when Jeff balled his other hand into a fist and, with one shove, pushed the whole thing through her slippery, deep-red cunt lips. His fists slid for a few quick strokes inside her, feeling each other on either side of the thick membrane between her canals, and brought her off instantly. She froze solid, hands on bent knees, butt jutted backwards, open-mouthed face locked forward in a silent scream.
His arms continued to work inside her as she watched her nipples spew cream like fountains onto the floor in puddles. Farts bubbled out involuntarily around Jeff's arm and she drenched
Jeff's other fist with vaginal cum. I could tell from her eyes that she knew the shame of what he had done to her, making her come like this, but she couldn't move as he pulled out with both arms.
As she continued to erupt, he moved quickly around to her front and stared into her eyes, as if admiring his handiwork. Stuck to the floor, still paralyzed in ongoing orgasm, she watched in silent terror as he straddled her upturned head and begin jacking off, the head of his stiff red penis squeezing in between her open lips. It only took him a few seconds of jerking before he came, shooting thick streams into Daphne's wide open recepticle. Her throat tried to swallow the stuff down, but it was too thick and she gagged, bringing her out her come-trance.
Shivering down from the tension, she began working to swallow the sperm-packed liquid down, hands still gripping bent knees. The heavy cream overflowed her smacking lips, oozing out down her chin as she spat out whatever excess she could. But most of it she had to swallow, gulping large lumps of it down her pipe.
Grabbing Diane behind the neck, I twisted her head around and slurped my lips onto hers, covering her whole, slightly-open mouth with mine. She tried to turn away but I held her tight, sucking her plump, pink oral mound. She didn't know what to do, but her natural female juices took over her young body, hormones beginning to spurt into her bloodstream from maturing glands deep inside.
Her mouth began sucking inside of mine and I let my tongue slide into her, lapping and licking her warm saliva-covered oral cavity.
"mmmmm ahhhhh uh uh uh nnnnnnnh", poured into my ear, freckled face flushing the color of her soft red hair. She hotly sucked my tongue in and out of her clenching lips, moaning quietly as I inserted two fingers back into her vagina. I cupped her hot little mound in the rest of my hand and began squeezing it in my palm; my tongue slipping and sliding in and out of her wet lips the whole time. Returning the favor, I sucked in and pulled her fat tongue into my mouth, gently blowing as I held it clamped between my lips. God, she was a sweet young piece and she was gettin' ready for me, even in the midst of the gross sexual brutality going on around us.