Midge turned off the water in the shower and pulled on the white terrycloth robe that hung on the wall next to the stall shower. And grabbing a towel to wrap around her wet hair, picked up the ringing telephone.
"Hello, " she said, holding the telephone receiver between her shoulder and chin, wrapping the towel turban-style around her hair.
"Listen, Midge," Robert's voice came back at her. "Don't bother about dinner tonight. We're going out. Lay out my dinner jacket and wear something sharp. I'll be home at seven. Be ready, okay?"
Midge felt a wave of happiness come over her that had been missing for some time.
"Of course, Bob," she answered. "I'll be ready when you get home. But where are we going… and what's the occasion?" she asked, not really caring, just pleased that she and Robert would go out together again.
"The occasion is my probably landing the biggest account of my career.
We're having dinner with Dick Kelly and his wife," the information landed on her disappointed ears.
"Oh, Robert," she lied to him. "I don't know if I can. I don't feel very well and…"
"Listen, I don't know what's wrong with you," he interrupted her. "But you're going tonight whether you like it or not. I'm not letting you louse up my chances for this promotion. Now you be ready at seven!" and he hung up.
Midge put the receiver back on the phone and walked into the bedroom.
Oh God, she thought. She wasn't going to be able to go through with it.
The thought of having to face Dick Kelly and his wife again after all they had put her through made her tremble. She was sure Robert would be able to sense something was wrong and that the evening would be a disaster, but when Robert came home at seven, she was ready to go.
As they rode along in the car, neither of them said a word to each other. Midge looked for some sign that Robert might know what she had been doing with Dick Kelly, his client, and that she knew about him and Connie, but there was nothing there to indicate such knowledge. But still, she was worried. She was sure the evening could lead to no good.
After Robert had called her that morning, she had hoped there would be other couples at the dinner, perhaps Deedie and Ron, but when she asked Robert before they left the house together, he told her that it would just be the four of them. And those were the last words either of them had exchanged so far.
Midge tried to think of something else, but her mind kept coming back to the same thing. She pulled a compact out of her purse and examined herself in the tiny mirror. The low cut gown she had put on revealed a great deal of her well-formed cleavage. She had originally had on a much less revealing dress, but Robert said it made her look matronly and had her change to the yellow silk she was now wearing. She wished there was something, some way she could cover herself up, knowing that Dick was sure to make some sort of comment about her neckline, but Robert had even refused to let her bring her knitted shawl with her.
"What the hell do you want to wear that for?" he had asked. "It makes you look like an old lady!"
As Robert pulled the Pontiac into the Kelly's driveway, he turned to Midge and gave her a long hard stare. Midge sat looking straight ahead, afraid of what he was thinking. It seemed that paranoia was the word of the day now. Every look, every strange expression was a threat to her existence as his wife. She knew it couldn't continue much longer. Soon, it would all have to come to a head.
"When we get inside," he started, "you just play the perfect wife. I'll take care of everything else, understand?"
"Yes, Robert," she answered as the butler came out of the house to help her out of the car.
"Good evening, madam," he said as he opened the door and gave Midge his hand. As she bent forward to get out of the car, she caught a quick glance of the butler looking straight down her dress.
My God, she thought. Is that all anyone thinks about in this house?
Robert came around the car, and taking Midge's arm led her up to the front door where Dick Kelly stood waiting for them.
"Well, good to see you two again. Come on in, Bob," he said, stepping out of the way to let them pass. And as Midge passed by him, his hand touched and caressed over the firm cheeks of her buttocks for the briefest second. Robert didn't take notice at Midge's slight jump as he was too busy taking in the view across the room.
There stood Connie wearing a skin-tight gold lame jumpsuit. The neckline cut from the shoulders to the navel in a huge revealing vee so that the edge of the metallic material covered only one half of each firm round breast. The pants left nothing to the imagination as they clung so tightly to her full blown figure that even from across the room, Robert was able to make out the outline of her crotch pushing against the yellow cloth and wryly thought, A prize worth having… a real golden sheathed cunt!
When Midge saw her, she had to cover her mouth with her hand to stifle the gasp coming out. She had never seen anything like it before. The closest thing she had ever seen to match was a dancer's costume at a nightclub in Paris when she and Robert were on their honeymoon.
"Good evening," Connie said softly from her pose against the fireplace.
"Welcome back!" Midge caught the look that went back and forth between Connie and Robert and stood furious as Robert walked away from her and made a beeline for Connie. Dick walked up behind Midge and possessively, as though he now owned her, ran his hand up the back of her thighs to the crack in her buttocks. Midge spun around to face him, wanting to slap him hard across the face but realized she couldn't.
"May I get you a drink?" he offered.
As Dick went to the bar to fix the drinks, Midge sat watching Robert make a fool of himself over Connie. She couldn't believe it. Connie was certainly a good-looking woman half her age, but other than that she was so cheap, so tawdry about her appearance… the sort of woman a man like Dick falls for… yes, they were a perfect couple, she thought.
Dinner was a huge success for everyone but Midge. Robert spent the entire evening fawning over Connie, amusing her with stories about his college days, and about some of his other accounts while Midge spent most of her time picking at the food and trying to escape Dick's searching hands under the table. By the time the meal was over, Midge was exhausted and ready to leave, but she knew that Dick and Robert still had to talk business and she would probably be left alone with Connie. Just the thought of it turned her stomach.
"Well," Dick said, patting his full stomach. "Why don't we have our coffee and brandy in the living room." He rose from the table and pulled Midge's chair out for her, taking her by the arm and leading her into the other room while Robert took Connie's arm and followed them in.
"If you will excuse me," Midge said, "I'd like to use the powder room to freshen up a bit." And with that, she turned and went up the stairs to the second floor leaving Robert with Dick and Connie.
As soon as Midge was out of the room, Connie guided Robert to the huge over-sized white sofa and sat down next to him. Her arms slipped around his shoulders and her mouth covered his, her tongue slipping from between her lips and digging into his mouth.
Robert pulled back, nervously glancing at Dick who stood just a few feet away from where they sat.
"Connie…" he said in mock-shocked tones. "I… I don't understand … your husband…"
Dick roared with laughter at Robert's performance.
"Don't worry about me," he chuckled. "I've known about you two since the first time you came here! No reason for you to stop now!"
"What?" Robert asked incredulously. "You mean you've known all along what we've been doing? And don't you care?"
"Why should he care?" Connie jumped into the conversation. "I mean, after all, he's been getting his from Midge. So why shouldn't I have my fun too?"
Robert sat shocked.
"What do you mean he's been getting his from Midge? Getting what?
What?" he yelled, shaking Connie by the shoulders. "Getting what?"
"Hey, take it easy!" Connie said, trying to calm him down. "'Getting his' means he's been getting laid at your house while you've been getting laid over here. Does that make it clear for you?"
"What is this. Some kind of put-on?" Robert asked. "Look, I know my wife and she just isn't the type… to do that sort of thing."
"Listen, Robert," Connie went on. "I've got a little story to tell you.
Do you remember the day we made love together at Dick's suite at the hotel? Well, after you left Dick came out of the bedroom where he had been all along. And right behind him was your sweet little innocent wife. Don't interrupt me! You wife and my husband had been using the room before we came in. That's right, little man. Midge and Dick had been fucking each other silly that afternoon. And she sure as hell liked it from the look on her face, when she came out of the bedroom.
And do you know what?" she continued, letting her hands fall on Robert's body, caressing him softly as she spoke. "Your little wife not only likes other men, but she's not at all put off by a good-looking woman, either. Since she was already warmed up by Dick's good hard dick and her cunt was well-lubricated, I had no trouble getting several fingers up inside her and boy, does she know how to respond. Now don't get me wrong, I'm no lesbian, but I enjoy a little change every now and then and your little wife is about the best change I've had in a long time. She not only enjoyed me, but she held my face prisoner in her stretched pussy for so long I thought I might not ever see the outside world again! And when I finished with her and Dick had his cock back up inside her, fucking her for all she was worth, I lowered my snatch on her face and she ate me like she hadn't had a meal for weeks. I haven't had such a good sucking out since my honeymoon!" She turned to Dick.
"No offense, dear, but let's face it. You have been a little slack in that department. And so, since that day, little Midge has been hopping on Dick's stick every chance she got. Why do you think I called you over here the other day? Because Midge had invited Dick to your house and we wanted to make sure that their fucking wasn't interrupted. And now, we think it's foolish for us to be wasting what should be a very interesting evening just to save a little pride. Don't you think so?"
Robert sat staring at Connie, his mouth hanging wide open. He couldn't believe his ears or what they had just heard.
"This is fantastic! You made all that up, didn't you?"
"No Robert," Connie said sternly. "I don't have to make up anything when the truth is much more interesting."
"Yes, Robert," Dick interrupted. "Now that you're going to be handling my account, I do think everything should be above the table, that is, at least the conversations should be," he quipped, laughing at his own joke. "But, just to make sure you believe us, you might be interested in my knowing about this little mole on the inside of her thigh, that Midge has. Just about half an inch from her left cunt lip, if you'll pardon my medical terminology. And lovely cunt lips they are, too, I might add."
But all Robert had heard was that the Kelly account was his. He had what he wanted. If it meant a little work for Midge too, that was what a wife was for.
By this time, Connie's hands were resting on top of the now growing bulge in Robert's pants. She kneaded into the material softly, waiting for him to respond. And in just another second, it dawned on him that what these two wanted was what he had better give them. He turned to Connie and taking her face in his hands forced his tongue deep into the entrance of her throat. Her hands worked furiously at his groin, pulling down his zipper and freeing his growing cock from the confines of his boxer shorts. His stiff member popped up out of his material and her soft fingers slipped the foreskin back over the head exposing the sensitive red tip to the warm air in the room.
Robert lifted his head from Connie's and got up from the sofa and stood directly in front of her. Her hand still clutched at his now fully erect prick and he guided the tip of it up against her parted lips.
"Okay, baby," he said lewdly. "Suck it!" And with that, he grabbed the back of her head and rammed the full length of his cock deep into the warm, wet cavern of her awaiting mouth. As Connie sucked voraciously on his cock Robert busied himself, removing his jacket and shirt, undoing his belt and letting his pants drop to the floor. He kicked off his patent leather pumps and stepped out of the crumpled pants, pushing them out of the way with his foot. He stood there, an obscene spectacle; his huge-veined prick sticking out of his underwear and disappearing into Connie's grasping mouth. He bent down over her head and undid the zipper at the back of her jumpsuit, pulling it down to her waist.
"Come on," he said, panting for more. "Let's get you out of that thing so my cock can get where it belongs!"
He pulled back out of her mouth, his stiff cock bobbing in the air, and pulled her to her feet. Her clothes were off in a matter of a second, and she stood there wearing only a pair of brief black silk panties that had no crotch. Her soft, hair-lined pussy was exposed, surrounded by soft black lace. He pushed her down to the floor and without wasting any time, jumped on top of her. His massive prick touched the pink lips of her cunt and he could feel the burning fire that was torturing her insides. "Ooooohhh…" she moaned softly as the smooth rubbery head touched the waiting opening.
He paused for a second, gently rocking back and forth on top of her, teasing the quivering opening and then suddenly thrust his rigid tool deep into the burning cavern between her open thighs.
"Ah… aaaahhh… aaahhhhh!!!!" she crooned as he filled her with his throbbing prick.
Just a few feet away, Dick stood watching their performance, his prick already out of his pants, his hand working furiously back and forth as it grew harder and harder every second. He would soon be getting his, he knew, and he wanted to be ready when the little bitch came back into the room. Soon, his cock was fully grown, his hand just barely able to surround it, and he pulled the foreskin back and forth as small pearls of moisture appeared at the tip.
Robert's mouth spread to a wide ecstatic grin as the wet slippery walls of Connie's cunt enfolded his throbbing cock, sucking at it with the clenching muscles of desire. He sighed, his mouth wide open as he slid deeper and deeper into her fiery passage until he completely filled her. He could feel her whole body twitching underneath him as he began to stroke rhythmically, feeling the hard contact of her pelvis smacking into his as he drove his prick in and out.
Connie moved in perfect time with him, pushing and dropping her hips as his light groans of ecstatic pleasure spurred her to higher and higher heights of passion.
As Midge was coming down the stairs, she thought she heard rather strange sounds coming from the living room but didn't think too much about it. All she wanted to do was get out of this place as soon as possible. But she was in for a big surprise. As she walked through the entrance to the room. There on the floor were Connie and Robert fucking furiously as if there were no one around. But just beside them stood Dick, furiously pulling at his huge erection, a contorted look of crazed desire on his face.
"Oh, God," Midge hissed as the spectacle hit her square in the face.
"Oh, my God!" But before she could do anything, Dick was standing in front of her, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her into the room.
She was unable to protest and make any move to stop him. She allowed herself to be led like a child and when he started to undress her, she made no move to stop him. Her clothes were off in a matter of moments, but she did not care anymore. The sudden shock had killed all but the tiny quiver that suddenly rippled between her legs. She could not take her eyes off the two bodies coupled on the floor, fucking furiously at each other. Suddenly, Dick stood in front of her, his huge erection pointing straight at her like some menacing tool of torture and her eyes glazed over smokily as the lewd sensation of desire shot through her like a thunderbolt.
He led her further into the room until they stood directly in front of Robert and Connie. Robert looked up, and never stopping his relentless stroking into Connie, said, "Show the man a good time, Midge. But then I guess you're used to that, already!" And he returned his attention to Connie.
Dick lowered Midge to the floor spreading her legs and crouching between them. She felt the flat palms of his sweating hands pushing against the softness of her inner thighs, holding them wide apart. She watched as he slowly lowered his head.
"Oooohhhh," she moaned as his moist lips closed over the soft mound at the base of her belly. His face disappeared as he placed wet tickling kisses on the still tightly closed aperture of her vagina, his tongue flicking hungrily at the sudden quivering opening. Her head rolled from side to side on the floor as his hot searing tongue shot out, its soft lips sucked at the warm tender folds. She groaned from deep in her throat as the hot probing tip worked its way around the elastic rimmed opening of her clasping vagina and into the crevice of the involuntarily flexing buttocks where it stopped momentarily to wetly caress the tight throbbing little rectum nestled tantalizingly between the firm full moons.
Dick worked at her, knowing that soon she would drop her prim exterior and be bucking and jerking for more under him. And then he would have her where he wanted her once more. She would be begging for him to do the most obscene things to her. He smiled to himself as he felt her hands reach uncontrollably down, guiding his face back up to the palpitating opening of her cunt.
So soon? he thought to himself as he lifted his face up to her slowly gyrating pussy. Must be getting better than I thought!
He let her force him this time, pressing his mouth directly over the tight little hole in her squirming crotch. As his lips rounded and covered the clasping opening, he thrust his tongue deep down into it, bringing a low guttural groan from her while soft inner thighs closed convulsively around his head.
A few feet away, Connie gasped as she drove herself toward a frenzy of sexual desire, using every straining muscle in her tortured body to meet the demands of Robert's hardened cock as it drove in and out of her aching cunt. She dug her fingernails into his back, drawing a small trickle of blood as she tried to pull him deeper into the already widely stretched cavern that ached with a crazed desire for more and more of this man who had suddenly become her life.
And Robert wanted to hear her beg. He suddenly drove his massive cock deeper into her, using his buttocks as a piledriver. His huge prick was a weapon and he could punish her with it.
"Aaaahhhh!" she gasped out. "More… give me more… more!"
Robert pushed even deeper, feeling the smooth leathery tip of his cock pushing up tight against her cervix. He moved to reposition, using his hands to lift the quivering flesh of her smooth round buttocks, and she responded by wrapping her legs around his back and locking her ankles tight together to hold him in her. As he drove into her, his fingers spread the clenching flesh of her quivering white bottom, stretching the tight brown ring of her tiny twitching anus.
"Aaaahhhh!" she groaned out. "More… give me more!"
Connie moaned as he moistened his finger with the lubricating juices spilling out of her cunt and slid it along the sensitive flesh between her pussy and asshole. He probed at the elastic opening, making her cry out at the strange, obscene sensation. Suddenly, he slid the finger all the way into her tightly resistant rectum and she cried out, half in pain, half in pleasure. He knew she was no virgin there like Midge, his wife, had been, and angrily rotated his finger back and forth, scraping her for having done it before.
By this time Dick had grown tired of sucking at Midge's cunt. He wanted to mount her, to drive his rock-hard cock deep into her womb until he filled her entire being with his masculinity. He pulled himself up on top of her, the huge head of his prick pressed tightly against her now well-moistened opening. Midge felt the lips around her throbbing vagina open. The elastic rimmed tightness resisted for a moment, then gave way before the hard cruel pressure. The pain was harsh and she mechanically resisted for a moment, emitting a long, low groan from deep within her throat.
Dick shoved again and forced his way in a fraction of an inch. And then he wanted to hear her scream out for mercy. He rammed forward with everything he had, sinking the lust-inflated cock all the way to the hilt. He could feel his balls slap tightly against her anus that screwed itself into the rug, vainly attempting to escape the cruel sudden impalement. Her legs jerked out wide on either side of them.
"Nooooo! Nooooo!" she screamed, impaled helplessly beneath him. With each jerk, the huge head seemed to burrow deeper into her. His outstretched arms pinned her shoulders to the floor, his widespread knees held her thighs split far apart. The plunging rod felt as though it was coming out her throat as his blood-filled head pressed hard into her.
"That's it, Dick" Robert yelled across the room at him. "Give it to her good, she's been a little uppity lately anyway. Let's teach the little ladies who's boss in our families!"
Dick waited a moment and then thrust into her once more.
"Ooohhhh…" as the buried cock expanded once more, stretching the narrow passage walls farther apart. Dick watched her nostrils flaring in time to his plunges. Soft mewing sounds of pleasure came from her open mouth in time to his ministrations.
"Ooooohhhh… yes… yes…" she sighed, as her wet clasping cunt began a soft opening and closing, clenching motion around his pulsating member.
Dick began slow rhythmic throbs into the writhing girl beneath him. He could hardly contain himself as her grunts of pleasure sounded through the room. Her head rolled from side to side as her hips began a slow involuntary roll beneath his impaling rod.
Midge's body started to come alive again. The pain diminished and in its place was a maddening electric tingle that began deep within her womb and seeped relentlessly through the raw nerve ends of her flesh.
She rotated her hips from side to side around the pole-like prick. It felt as though it had a heart imbedded in the palpitating head whose heat against her inner passage was becoming a part of her being. She was one with it. She and Dick were one fleshy mass of sensation, merged together in uncontrollable lust.
Dick could hardly contain himself as he felt her pelvis screwing up against the length of his rock-hard penis. Tiny contracting muscles inside her cunt nibbled hungrily at the inflated head. The dilated lips between her hairlined pink slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down the rod for several inches and then nibbling slowly back up, buffering her soft pubic fleece tightly up against his pubic hair, embedding the full length of him deep into her warm white belly. He stayed perfectly still, letting her quivering body pump up and down on his rigid piston.
And then without warning, Dick seemed to go berserk. He reached back, grabbed her ankles and pushing them brutally back over her shoulders until she was rolled up into a tight round ball of helplessness beneath him. Her knees were pushed back tightly over her head, the widespread slit between her legs completely open to his desire. He began long hard strokes into the streaming passage that was now wet and slippery, withdrawing the head until just the tip was inside the hot clammy opening and then thrusting forward hard with his hips until his balls were screwed tightly against the wide split crack of her buttocks.
Midge groaned helplessly as her exposed cunt was plundered again almost beyond endurance. He was driving her mercilessly down against the floor with each jackhammer thrust and she couldn't fight from her hopeless position. She could feel the giant head sliding up and down and the hot slap of his soft hair-covered balls against her anus as he jerked forward on the down stroke.
The hard wood floor beneath the rug under them creaked loudly in time to the two groups of tightly entwined bodies struggling wildly against each other. The sounds of deep straining grunts and groans filled the room mixing with those coming from Robert and Connie who by now had moved several feet closer in the throes of their crazed sexual encounters.
Midge's hands reached up from under her legs and clawed a red streak down Dick's desperately pumping behind and she pulled him deep and thrust her groin up hard to skewer herself deliciously on the driving hot flesh of his pumping cock.
"You hot little bitch!" Dick whispered hoarsely down at her writhing body. "Hot little bitch!" He ceaselessly rammed himself into her with long cruel jabs. He could feel the hot white cum building up inside his heated balls as they beat hard against her upturned ass. He was ready to explode.
Connie could hardly stand the dual fucking she was getting from Robert.
One in her cunt from his huge rock-hard cock and the other in her ass as he ground several fingers into her, twisting and thrusting into the tight elastic opening with harsh, cruel jabs.
The swollen walls of her pussy could hardly stand the fantastic excitement of his rigid cock driving back and forth inside, while his fingers pulled at the very center of her being. She bucked harder as he fucked her, clenching him tightly with her long, slim legs straining to draw him deeper.
Her face contorted in a lewd mask of ecstatic pleasure and pain as she threw her head back and forth on the bed, unaware of anything but the roaring fire that burned throughout her sex-crazed body.
Above her, Robert jerked his fingers out of her anus and slid one of them into the quivering pink lips of her cunt beside his swollen cock.
But when it slipped in easily, he pulled it out and thrust three in with his driving rod, stretching her until she could stand no more.
"OH GOD! God!… I'm cumming… I'm cumming!" Connie screamed. "I'm cumming!"
And then suddenly as though the words had come from her mouth, Midge's body also began vibrating uncontrollably… greater moisture trickling from her cunt, drowning Dick's cock with its sticky warmth and trickling down the crevice of her ass.
Robert could hardly stay on top of Connie as she suddenly exploded, shooting his cum along the underside of his thick cock until it burst free into her cunt, joining her juices deep in her quivering belly.
Dick let out an uncontrollable yell as his hot white liquid began shooting into Midge like a burning fire, ricocheting around inside her dilated stomach like streams of molten lava. Her cunt clasped around it, erupting in answer and again spilling her own white-hot cum into the already drowning cavern of her quivering passage.
The only sound left in the room was of heavy breathing and then first one loud sucking noise as Dick pulled quickly out of Midge's grasping cunt and then another as Robert pulled out of Connie's.
The two men stood up and slowly turned to face each other.
"Well," said Robert, panting, "I can see why my wife's been coming to you. You fucked like a wild horse."
"My friend," Dick answered. "By the look of Connie you don't do so bad yourself. How about a drink?"
Dick led Robert over to the bar where he poured two large brandies, leaving both women still writhing in the after-throes of ecstasy on the floor. As they both took long gulps of the warm liquid, Connie lifted her head from the floor, her long hair in matted clumps around her face.
"Hey!" she yelled over at the two men. "How about some of that for a thirsty lady?"
Dick laughed good-naturedly and poured a stiff snifter full and the two men walked over to her.
"Thanks," she said as Dick handed the glass to her. "Cheers!" Robert extended his hand and helped Connie to her feet. The three of them stood there, completely naked, staring down at Midge's naked body still writhing sensuously on the floor.
"It looks to me like Midge could stand a little more, gentlemen,"
Connie said with a broad smile. "And besides, I enjoy a little entertainment." And with that, she settled on the sofa, sipping at her brandy. "Well?" she asked. "Do I get my show or not?"
Dick looked at Robert to see if there might be any trace of doubt or anger in his face, but all he could see was eager anticipation.
Both men walked over to Midge's limp body and stood by her and Robert prodded her in the side with his toes.
"Turn over," he commanded.
Midge without the slightest resistance rolled her ravished body over on the prickly rug, resting heavily on her stomach.
"Now kneel," he commanded to the half conscious girl. Midge kneeled up, panting and rested a minute on all fours, but buttocks waving high in the air behind her, her face pushed into the carpet. Her eyes were heavily glazed as if she were in some sort of trance.
"Take your choice," Robert offered Dick. "Front or rear."
"Well," Dick said, "since I just had some of the bottom portion, why don't I plug up her face for a while?" And he knelt down on the floor directly in front of Midge's bowed head.
"Come on, honey, Dick's got something for you," he said lifting her up so that her arms supported her weight, her face directly opposite his half-limp cock.
Midge felt heavy hands on her hips from someone kneeling behind and between her open thighs. She waved the stretched moons of her buttocks back at him, feeling the blunt end of his cock pressing into the now moisture-drenched slit in her crotch. With a grunt, Robert shoved cruelly forward, burying his cock deep up her crevice, causing her to jump forward in surprise at the sudden lunge. Her face ran into Dick's erect, waiting cock that rammed without warning into her gaping mouth.
He grasped both sides of her head in a viselike grip between his hands and held firm.
He began sawing into her face viciously like it was a second delicious cunt. Midge gagged as he rammed it halfway down her throat, the full length disappearing into her ovalled lips almost to the hilt. His balls slapped harshly against her chin, the soft fuzz covering them tickling like a light airy feather. She struggled to breathe, catching small gasps of air on the out-stroke.
"Uuuuunnnnn…" she groaned as they buffeted her back and forth, like a rag doll between them, using her helpless body as a receptacle into which they could pump their burning sperm at will. She was no longer human but a flaccid great mass of tingling flesh.
But then, the very helplessness of her position flickered through her mind. The mental picture of her body being fucked by two excited men excited her almost beyond endurance. The hunger in her belly began raging out of control again. She began to undulate her buttocks in tiny circles, squeezing with her cunt muscles at the fleshy staff boring into her, and sucking voraciously at the hardened cock in her mouth; her cheeks hollowing and filling with his cruel thrusts. Her tongue licked wildly at the blood-filled head; the tip probing hotly into the gland on the end. She wanted to swallow it and feel it running down her throat until her stomach was as filled as her cunt.
And in a short moment later, her wish came true.
Simultaneously with the rising tide of her building orgasm, she felt the cock fucking into her from behind, inflate and begin spewing its white-hot load deep into her clasping cunt. It bounced around inside and trickled from the hair-covered lips down into the matted hair of Robert's stomach. His balls pressed tightly against her exposed clit, causing her body to jerk convulsively forward, burying the cock in her mouth to the hilt. It too exploded, flooding her throat with the delicious pungent liquid, her cheeks expanded like a balloon to keep from choking on the great gushes that spurted without stopping deep in her throat. She swallowed Dick's cum in hungry gulps, fastening her lips like an elastic ring tightly around the ejaculating rod, fearful of losing even one drop of the precious fluid. Small droplets ran from the corners of her mouth as he dropped to the floor in front of her and his deflated penis flopped lifelessly from her still sucking mouth.
She pushed her buttocks back against the still squirting cock in her cunt and with a scream from between her clenched teeth, felt her own body explode into what seemed a thousand tiny sparks. Her strength was suddenly gone and she too collapsed forward on the floor as Robert's cock slipped limply from her sperm-drenched pussy; gushes of cool air rushed into the unplugged opening.
As Robert looked over to Connie on the sofa, Dick was already sitting next to her, several fingers exploring her cunt.
"Well, Robert," Dick said, grinning, "welcome to the Kelly Household Products Family." And then, motioning to the empty section of sofa on the other side of Connie, said, "Care to join me in another round?"