"There's gonna be a stag show at my lodge this Thursday night, Suzy Baby," Hub said at breakfast Tuesday morning. "Since Doug will still be out of town, I thought you might like to go along with me. How about it?"
"To a stag show?" Sue gasped. "Sure, why not?"
"I thought they were for men only!"
"Not in this age of women's lib. Why, lots of guys will be bringing their wives and their girlfriends," he said, lying through his teeth. There'd never been a wife or girlfriend at any of the lodge's stags.
"I don't think I'd better," Sue told him. "Doug wouldn't like it."
Hub gritted his teeth and then sing-songed mockingly, "I don't thing I'd better. Doug wouldn't like it.' Well, piss on Doug. What's he got to say about anything around here anymore anyhow? As long as you I live here, Suzy Baby, you're my little cunt and I'll decide what you do or don't do, understand? Now you're going to that fuckin' stag show, and that's final. And I want you to wear your miniskirt and that new see-through blouse I got you. And no bra. Got that?"
If she'd had the guts, Sue would've run away before Thursday night. As it was, she actually started to pack her bag several times. But she had no money and didn't even know what town Doug was working in this week, so she couldn't go to him for protection. In fact, she wondered if her husband would protect her or if he might scold her and sent her back to Hub: God, she was confused, and frightened.
Maybe there would be other women at that stag show, like Hub said, but Sue definitely did not want to go to it. She'd heard about stag shows and could only guess what kinds of vulgar and obscene things went on at them. If other women wanted to sink that low, let them, but she herself did not care to. And another thing, she didn't trust Hub. She simply couldn't believe many men, if any, would degrade the women they loved and respected by taking them to such an affair, even if the woman were willing to attend which she also seriously doubted.
But during the next three days, as they spoke of the upcoming event briefly, Hub assured Sue that she had absolutely nothing to worry about. This stag, he told her, was to be very tame because women were invited to it. She didn't know whether to believe him or not, and he never really convinced her in her heart of hearts. But she knew she would have to go with him. He would make her go.
And he did.
When the dreaded evening finally arrived, Sue was nearly a mental case. She felt like screaming and climbing the walls, her nerves were so on edge. Hub gave her a tranquilizer before they left the house. She didn't want to take it-the doctor had prescribed the medication for Doug's deceased mother, not her-but he made her swallow it, and not with water either but with a mixed drink which he forced on her and insisted that she finish.
By the time they drove into the parking lot of Hug's lodge, Sue was feeling a bit calmer. She was still scared to death, though, and dreaded the evening which lay ahead. She felt ridiculous as she walked toward the building clinging fearfully to Hub's arm. He'd made her wear high heels, hose and that lacy black garter belt he liked so well, and the junction of nylons and garter belt straps fell about an inch below the hem of her miniskirt. As if that weren't bad enough, he really hadn't allowed her to put on a bra beneath the see-through blouse he'd bought her. The wispy material didn't hide her breasts in any way. If anything the skimpy little blouse called more attention to her tits than if she had gone topless. Or so Sue thought, at any rate. And when Hub escorted her inside, her worst fears came true.
There were perhaps fifty men, and Sue was the only woman. She wished the floor would open up and swallow her alive, before she died of embarrassment and shame.
"How could you, Hub?" She gasped, stopping just inside the large room in which the lodge held its dances. "Take me home. Please take me home."
"Relax," he said. He took hold of her wrist and half dragged the unwilling girl farther into the room.
Men were sitting at tables, smoking and drinking and talking. Others were milling about shaking hands and also talking. Still others were at the bar. There was a crap game going on in a comer. The atmosphere was boisterous, the language coarse and vulgar. But the din of voices became quieter and quieter as Hub led Sue past group after group of the astonished men.
"Hub, please!" Sue whined. "They're all staring at me!"
By the time he had maneuvered her up onto the bandstand, the entire place was so quiet you could hear the flick of a Bic.
"Smile for the nice men," Hub said out of the corner of his mouth as he pulled her right out to the front and center of the bandstand.
Sue forced a sickly smile, the best she could do under the circumstances. H she didn't faint dead away, it would surprise her.
"I guess you're all wondering who this here pretty little lady is I've brought with me tonight," Hub said loudly, addressing his fraternal brothers without the aid of a microphone. "Well, her name's Suzy. Now Suzy's husband is out of town, you see, and I'm babysitting her for him so I had to bring her along, okay?"
The men began to grin. "Okay!" several of them shouted in unison. Someone whistled at her. There were four or five remarks thrown at her that made Sue feel cheap and degraded.
"See, they like you," Hub said.
"Well, I don't like them," she whispered hissingly. "I want to go home, Hub. Please!"
"On with the movies!" someone yelled, and a chorus of "Yeah, let's get the show on the road," followed.
Hub led Sue down off the bandstand. She followed him to a table in the rear of the room. Some of the men were ignoring her now, and she was grateful for that. But others were still staring at her, or more like leering, rather, as if they were hungry wolves and she was something good to eat.
"Sit down, Suzy Baby. I'll be right back."
She took a chair at the empty table as hub walked away, leaving her all alone in this huge roomful of horny men, many of them half drunk. The looks they were giving her made her want to crawl under the table and hide. Not a one of them tried to get fresh with her though. This made Sue wonder if maybe they were afraid of Hub, too, or if perhaps there was some sort of gentleman's code of ethics among these ungentlemanly lodge members which forbade them from trying anything with the wife or girlfriend of another brother.
Apparently the latter was true, because the vulgar passes that she expected and dreaded would be made at her never materialized. As a result of this, she began to feel safe, at least, but not very much at ease. The Tranquilizer was working better now but she was still quite nervous and tense.
When Bob returned to the table where he'd parked Sue, the lights were being shut off. A Projector had already been set up in the middle of the room, and a viewing screen had been raised on the bandstand. Hub brought drinks from the bar.
"I don't want it," Sue objected, pushing away the highball he'd set before her.
He said nothing, just glanced at her, grinned and then turned away to speak with a man who'd stopped at their table.
A moment later the last light went out and a second after that the projector whirred to life and a cheer filled the darkened room as numbers flashed in reverse order on the screen. There was no sound. The Film was black and white, an old one if the scratchy frames and jerky sections of it were any indication. It started out with a vacuum cleaner salesman walking down a street and entering an apartment building. An attractive young woman in a housecoat let him into her apartment and he begun demonstrating the vacuum cleaner, first on the room and then, getting her on the bed and her housecoat open, on the woman's titties and between her legs. She soon quit resisting and got hot and started grabbing for his fly. It was when she unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis that Sue, mortified at being present during such goings on, picked up her highball and took a deep and much-needed drink of it. She closed here eyes, refusing to watch any more of the obscene movie.
"Hot damn, look at him go," Hub said, a couple of minutes after Sue had decided not to look anymore.
Without thinking, she opened her eyes. There on the screen were the lady and the salesman, both of them naked now, in bed and going at it, He was atop the woman, between her parted and upraised legs, and his hind end was bouncing up and down at an unbelievably fast pace. She gaped with incredulity.
The room was suddenly filled with laughter, and the owner of the film admitted that, yes, he had "doctored" it to get that funny effect.
"Bunch of regular guys," Hub said.
"Bunch of morons," Sue muttered.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
The first film ended shortly. As stags go, it wasn't much, which was the reason the owner had edited it for a laugh.
"A nun's story" was the title of the second film. It was also in black and white, old but in good condition.
"Pay attention, boys," someone called out. "This one's a classic."
It began with two nuns leaving a chapel. They parted, the older one going out of camera range as the younger one walked closer, becoming larger on the screen. She was very pretty and her face had an expression of angelic calmness and serenity.
Sue sipped at her drink and watched, thinking that, so far at least, this one wasn't so bad.
The young nun entered her room and began disrobing, unaware that a Peeping Tom was at the window watching her every move. Naked, the nun took a brush and started brushing out her long and lovely dark hair. Then she reached into the same dresser drawer where she'd gotten the hairbrush, and she brought out an electric vibrator. After plugging in the vibrator, she lazed back in her chair and, starting with her beautiful face and swanlike neck, began using the machine on herself. The expression on her face underwent a dramatic change as she ran the vibrator over her large, womanly breasts, lingering there. Down her midsection she moved the machine, in a circular motion, and then she put it right in between her legs.
Sue was shocked. She couldn't believe that any moviemaker would stoop so low as to depict a nun masturbating. But there it was, on the screen for all to see. Of course, Sue supposed the young woman was merely an actress and not really a nun. But still, just the idea of a nun doing such a thing was downright obscene! To make matters even worse, the Peeping Tom, who turned out to be a very handsome young man, broke into the room and started trying to rape the naked nun.
"This is sacrilege," Sue said, standing up. "I won't watch it, Hub. I'm going out to the car. I'll wait for you there."
He grabbed her arm and jerked her back down.
"Shut up and sit there, until I tell you you can get up."
Angry with Hub but afraid to disobey him, Sue picked up her drink and finished it off.
This movie was way above the first one. The nun soon gave in to her attacker, and it was almost beautiful to see. The screwing and the sucking went on and on and on. Sue didn't want to watch, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. Whether she was a nun or not, the pretty young woman on the screen was certainly not acting once the action got going. She was being ravished by a handsome young stud with an ever-hard hose of quite respectable proportions, and she responded to it for real. The rape soon developed into a session of sexual lovemaking that was as tender and caring as any woman could've wanted and yet it was incredibly passionate.
Butterflies flitted about in Sue's stomach. Her nipples grew crinkled and sensitive. An itchy sensation started between her legs, making her squirm with the beginnings of a sensual discomfort that wouldn't be denied.
"Getting to you?" Hub asked.
"Don't be ridiculous," she said, but when he changed glasses with her, she picked up his highball and took a nervous drink of it.
"It's getting to me," he said. "Wanna feel?"
She didn't want to, but be grasped her wrist and drew her hand over into his lap anyhow, robbing it against the erection which was still inside his trousers. When she started feeling him up of her own volition, he chuckled and pushed her hand away, got up and walked away from the table.
Feeling rejected and humiliated, Sue turned up the highball and finished it off. How could he treat her this way? Why did she stand for it?
On the screen, there was a close-up of the young man's prick plunging in and out of the nun's pussy as she hunched it up to him. Sue's own hips began moving imperceptably as she empathized with the passionate nun. She had to force her hips to quit when she realized what she was doing. Sue had never dreamed that pornography could be beautiful or that it could arouse desire within her.
The nun and her rapist-lover changed positions. Now they were going sixty-nine. The camera zeroed in on the nun's groin and showed the young man's tongue lapping eagerly at the hair-surrounded split. Just the sight of it made Sue tingle between her thighs. Then she saw the nun's lips sucking longingly at the young man's organ, and it made her own mouth water.
When Hub returned with fresh drinks for them both, the movie was just ending, with the young nun, smiling her satisfaction, returning to the chapel to pray. Sue accepted her drink gratefully and took a gulp of it.
"That flick make you hot?" Hub asked.
She shook her head.
His hand darted up between her legs and under her miniskirt, and he cupped her crotch. Her snatch had a fever and the sheer strip of nylon covering it felt moist to the touch.
"That flick make you hot?" Hub repeated.
Her cheeks turning red with shame, Sue nodded her head. How could she deny it when he was feeling the proof?
"Just proves what I've thought all along," Hub said matter-of-factly. "It wouldn't have done anything to a decent woman."
As he spoke, he hooked the dew-dampened secretion band of her briefs to the side and slid a finger up into her slippery sheath. Sue sucked in her breath and shuddered, partly from the pleasurable sensations of his probing finger and partly from the depraved thrill she always felt to one degree or another whenever he humiliated her.
The next movie started. This one was in color. A young white girl of about fourteen was hitchhiking. A new Lincoln Continental stopped for her. A huge black man with an Afro haircut and a beard leaned over and opened the door. He looked the youngster up and down with an appraising eye. She winked at him and licked her lips. With a grin, he drew her into the front seat of the car and they were driving off as the scene closed.
In the following scene, he was driving along with his arm around her, fondling her tiny tittles, while she pulled out his massive black organ and started jacking him off. Before long, he pulled her head down into his lap and stuck his cock into the child's more-than-willing mouth. She went down on his like a pro, and this scene ended with a terrific come-in-the-mouth shot.
Her breathing labored, Sue watched unblinkingly as the sordid sex acts between a little white girl and a big black buck went on before her. She was getting hotter and hotter, what with Hub's finger stirring her honeypot continuously while she absorbed the bombardment of erotic visual stimulation as well. And she also began turning on to the crude and obscene remarks being called out occasionally by some of the men now. It sounded as if they were becoming affected by the movies, too. In her mind's eye she could see them siting there with hard-ons bulging their trousers, and this lewd mental image excited her all the more.
"Reach over here to my lap, Suzy Baby," Hub whispered.
She reached over into his lap and discovered that he'd freed his penis from the confines of his trousers. Instinctively she jerked her hand away.
"Play with it," he urged. "It's dark in here. No one will know."
Tentatively she extended her trembling hand and searched for his penis. It wasn't difficult to find, big and hard as it was. A tiny moan of longing escaped her lips as she wrapped her slender feminine fingers around the thick hunk of tubular turgidity.
"Feel good to you?"
"Uh-huh," she admitted, as she began stroking her hand slowly up and down the massive member.
On the screen now the big buck was struggling to penetrate the tiny hairless cunny of the little white girl. The Lincoln was parked on a trail in the woods, its driver and his passenger lay on a blanket a few feet away: The men in the audience were having mixed reaction over this film. Some of them cursed it as too obscene, and a few of these got up and went to the rest room or back to the bar. But most of the men were going wild, and one yelled out. "Cram it up her, Rastus! That little box will stretch a mile before it'll tear an inch!"
To her dismay, Sue found herself silently seconding the motion and siding with the majority of the men who wanted to see the child impaled by the enormous black phallus. This unladylike emotion was totally incompatible with her normal self. Sue realized this, but she was too far gone to care now. The tranquilizer and booze had done their wicked work and now the dirty movies were doing theirs. Lust was taking her over. Ruttishly she beat Hub's meat for him while he stroked his passion-provoking finger in and out of her juicy split. When the huge black man managed to work the bulbous head of his penis into the young white girl, Sue nearly swooned. She gawked as the sturdy black stanchion slipped in and in and into the small body of the child. Then the black man was fucking the little girl and Sue could hardly get her breath. At the last split-second, the man withdrew and shot his cum all over the girl's heaving white belly. It was more than Sue could bear. Something had to give, and give it did.
"Oh… oohh… ooohhh," she sighed aloud, forgetting where she was as the mind-numbing tremors of a fabulous orgasm swept over her.
"Have a good one?" Hub asked, after Sue's breathing returned to a semblance of normalcy.
"Mmm-hmm," she sighed, glancing around the darkened room to see if any of the men had noticed. Apparently they hadn't, much to her relief.
"Thought so. You nearly squeezed my pecker in half," he chuckled. Then he backed his finger out of her and handed her his handkerchief. "Now me."
During the next movie, Sue jerked Hub off and caught his semen in his handkerchief, just as he'd made her do in the car that night which seemed so long ago now. After that, he got them fresh drinks. Sue sipped hers too fast, and Hub gave her his. She was quite tipsy now, and the dirty flicks, each of them only a few minutes long but coming back to back, had made her very much hot and bothered again. She could hardly wait for the stag show to end so Hub would take her home and give it to her good.
After more than an hour, the movies ended and the lights were turned back on. Blinding, embarrassed now that she no longer had the darkness to hide behind, Sue stood up. She bent over and put her mouth close to Hub's ear.
"Take me home and ravish me, you big brute," she whispered.
"Sit down," he said. "It's not over yet, stupid."
Sue felt silly. She sat back down and, lowering her gaze so she wouldn't have to make eye contact with any of the sexed-up men surrounding her, she remained silent and subdued.
A middle-aged man mounted the bandstand. He took down the movie screen. Then he announced, calling out loudly, "It's time for the live entertainment. Let's bring on the live entertainment"
Somewhere someone threw a switch and the band-stand was flooded with light. The middle-aged man blinked and shaded his eyes. He stood there awkwardly for two or three more minutes, then he called out, "Where are the live entertainers? Hub, didn't you hire some live entertainers?"
"I made the arrangements," Hub called back. As chairman of the entertainment committee, this was his responsibility.
"Then do you have any idea of just where in the hell they might be?"
"They're supposed to be here," Hub replied. "Maybe they're dressing."
"Or undressing," a new voice quipped, and several men laughed.
Just then two strapping black men, in their late twenties or early thirties, walked into the room carrying a mattress. They were fully clothed, wearing sports shirts and trousers. After they'd climbed onto the bandstand, they put down the mattress and turned toward the audience. One of them stepped forward.
"Please accept our apologies for the delay, gentlemen. I wish I could announce that the show is ready to go on. Unfortunately, I can't. This has never happened before. It's certainly not like Rita-Rita's our partner-to be late for a gig. But she is late. And she hasn't called or anything. I don't know what to do. Without a lady, my partner and I have no act. We ain't that kind, guys."
The big room was filled with laughter.
"And you wouldn't want us here if we were," he continued. "So, shall we wait a few minutes and see if Rita shows up… or what?"
"Or what," Hub called.
"How's that?" the black man asked, cupping his ear.
"Or what," Hub called again, louder this time. There was a glint of pure licentiousness in his eyes as he stood up, taking bold of Sue's wrist and pulling her to her feet, also. Being chairman of the entertainment committee, it had been quite easy for him to set up this situation. And now, excited over the carnal degradation which he had arranged for his stepson's wife, it was time for him to come to the rescue. He began pulling the totally bewildered young blond toward the bandstand, calling out for all to hear, "There's no reason why the show can't go on. Hell's bells, why should we sit around waiting for this Rita broad? Suzy here will be glad to fill in for her, won't you, Suzy Baby?"
Shocked to the point of stupefaction Sue couldn't even find her voice. Her mouth dropped open, then began working as if she were trying to say something, but no words passed her full pink lips. Her eyes wide with horrified disbelief, all she could do was shake her head and glance about at the men, silently begging them to help her as Hub dragged her nearer and nearer the bandstand.
Most of the men were leering at her, their expressions clearly saying they could hardly wait to witness her ravishment at the hands of the two paid black performers. "Neat twist, Hub," Sue heard one man say as they went past him. "She's quite an actress. Almost makes a man believe she's really not the third member of this team we hired to perform for us."
They think I'm… Oh, dear God! Sue moaned inwardly, and just as Hub dragged her onto the platform and turned her over to the two black men, both of whom had hurriedly stripped to the buff she found her voice and screamed, "Ohmygod, no! Help me someone! I'm not a performer! Hub is my husband's stepfather, and he-"
One of the blacks had grabbed her from behind and clapped his hand over her mouth, effectively silencing her. Both the performers were in on Hub's plan. In fact, he'd paid extra, out of the lodge's money, in order to get the men without their female partner. They didn't know the whole truth of the matter however-that they would actually be raping a young and beautiful blond bride in front of half a hundred or so of Hub's horny lodge brothers who were also being fooled-because not a single one of them would ever dream what 'good old Hub' was really doing to this poor girl. Hub had told the black men that Sue was a pervert who could only enjoy sex in this manner, that it was her idea and that she had begged him to fix it up for her. They were free to sexually use and abuse Sue in any way they wanted to, so long as they didn't do her any physical harm. Both of the oversexed black men were eager to get at Sue, too, once they saw how pretty and appealing the 'kinky little honky' really was.
While the one held her from behind, his hand still over her mouth, the other divested her of her blouse, miniskirt and panties. She wished she could simply die when he showed the secretion-soaked crotchband of her panties to his partner and commented that the 'old dude' must've told them straight.
"She's a hot one, all right," the other agreed. "Let's give her the works."
The one standing in front of her nodded agreement and, leaving her high heels, nylon stockings and lacy black garter belt on her, as per Hub's instructions, he began running his hot black hands all over her pure white body. Being touched by a 'nigger' made Sue cringe. When he put his hands on her breasts, she thought she might be sick to her stomach. He took her tender nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and began massaging them with a rolling motion.
Sue closed her eyes and, the hand still over her mouth, she sounded a nasal moan of protest. She was absolutely mortified by the screamingly obscene situation in which Hub had put her. It was beyond her how he could humiliate her this way, or why he would even want to.
"Nnnn!" Sue whined, when the Negro, following Hub's suggestion, tweaked her nipples rather roughly.
He pinched and twisted her nerve-rich nipples again and again, and Sue couldn't help her reaction to it. The sex pain and the humiliation together struck the cord of her masochistic bent and twanged it into vibrant reality. To her further shame she could feel the juice of her unbidden desire as it overflowed her furry cup of love and began trickling down the insides of her trembling thighs.
"Oh, please," Sue begged, when the one behind her uncovered her mouth. "Won't someone help me? Please, please… I'm not part of a show! Don't let them do this to me!"
"Hey, she sounds to me like she's tellin' the truth," Sue heard a man somewhere in the audience say. Her hopes soared, until another spoke up, "Aw, sit the hell down, Herman. You've had too much to drink. Would good ole Hub put her up there if she wasn't a part of this here show? Now, I ask you?"
And that was the end of it. Sue knew then that she wouldn't be receiving any help of any kind from any of the sex-crazed men. All they wanted was to see her ravished and ruined by these two strapping black men.
Four black hands were roaming ruttishly over her; like nothing the young bride had ever experienced her white body now. Sue didn't seem to have any strength of her own. Her knees threatened to buckle. A sense Then the mouth of the unseen man covered her of utter helplessness enveloped her, causing her entire hairy hole completely, causing Sue to suck in her body to begin trembling. She shook as if she were freezing cold, when she was really burning up with the seething passion all this fondling was causing deep down inside of her. When they lowered her to the mattress and started licking all over her torso, she twisted and squirmed about in sensual discomfort. It felt good, what they were doing to her, even if they were black.
Finally they positioned her on her back. One of His black hands cupped the soft cheeks of her white them knelt between her legs and the other swung astride her chest. The one sitting on her chest took her head in his hands and drew it up until the coal-black head of his circumcised penis was staring her right in the face.
"No," she gasped, her eyes growing wide as she shook her head in horror. "I ca-can't bring myself to do… that! No. Please, no!"
Just then the man kneeling between her legs lowered his head to her crotch and licked her.
"Ohhh," she moaned, shivering with a surge of sudden pleasure.
He licked her again, starting at the bottom of her plushy little blond pussy and snaking his tongue through it right up to the top where, for good measure, he flicked at the tiny pea-sized nub of her ultra-sensitive clitoris.
"Ahhh-haaa!" Sue cried out involuntarily, for the sensations surging through her sweltering loins were like nothing the young bride had ever experienced before.
Then the mouth of the unseen man covered her hairy hole completely, causing Sue to suck in her breath and shudder in sinful expectation. She felt the tip of his tongue tracing round and around-the smooth inner surfaces of her blood-swollen labia majora, and she sighed in sensuous enjoyment. Then, without warning, he stuck his tongue up her vagina far as it would reach.
"Nnnn-aahbhh!" Sue puled shrilly, her head snapping back and her eyes clamping shut.
His black hands cupped the soft cheeks of her white behind and he started sliding the full length of his educated tongue in and out of her tunnel of love.
"Feel good?" the one sitting astride her chest asked, already knowing it did by the expression of sheer delight on Sue's pretty face.
Opening her eyes, she gazed up blinkingly at him. He was smiling down at her, and his voice sounded so friendly that he disarmed her. She nodded and gave him a weak smile in return. "It does. Oh, yesss!"
"How about doing something to make me feel good, then," he said, lifting her head toward his groin again, bringing her mouth nearer and nearer to the denuded dome of his massive organ.
Even as she shook her head and whimpered for him to have mercy on her, Sue could feel that familiar melting sensation starting in the pit of her stomach and spreading outward. Her baby-blue eyes grew large as half-dollars. She stared fixedly at the blue-sheened black glans of his penis, watching it not because she wanted to but because it held her attention like a powerful magnet. Closer and closer it came to her mouth, until it was so close she got a whiff of its masculine odor, and still she couldn't rip her fearful but fascinated gaze away. The tip of it touched her tremulous lips.
No! her conscience protested. You can't do it! Don't open your mouth! Not for a black man! What would Doug think of you if he found out!
But as the bluntly rounded forefront of the manly instrument probed insistently between her soft lips, Sue's wifely will to resist proved to be weaker than the temptation to give in. It suddenly didn't matter to her that she was a married woman, or that once she'd been a faithful and devoted bride. Now all that mattered was the sinful pleasure being pumped into her by the constantly thrusting tongue of the black man who was going down on her with gusto, giving her a brand new thrill that none of the men she'd had before him had been considerate enough to give her. Not bet husband, nor Hub, nor the dirty old man he'd called his friend.
It was perverted, to be sure but, ohh, it felt marvelous! Especially when he pressed his lips tightly against her steaming slot and applied suction slowly until she could feel the divine drawing sensations deep down inside her belly.
"Come on, little white mama, open wide for your big black daddy," the one sitting astride Sue's chest said with a chuckle, and he began applying pressure beneath her ears with the balls of his thumbs in order to force her to do his lustful bidding.
The desire-dazed young woman could resist no longer. With a sigh of surrender to the sexual sinfulness surrounding her and taking her over mind and body, Sue opened her mouth for him. Her tongue met the vanguard of the conquering invader and bade him welcome. She lapped off the droplet of clear fluid and made an involuntary purring sound in her throat as the delicate flavor of his sex oil penetrated the pores of her taste organ.
She allowed her tongue to be depressed and used as a carpet on which the undersurface of the fat dick slid deeper into the warm, wet chamber of her submissively feminine mouth. Only when the head of his pole bumped into the soft membrane lining the back of Sue's throat, making her gag reflexively, did he stop and, retreating slightly, let his pulsating member lie there idling like a powerful machine inside her oral cavern.
Tentatively she caressed the organ with her tongue. The muskiness of his strong and distinctive taste made her somewhat lightheaded. The funky smell and flavor excited her tremendously, though. Unsurely, she wrapped her pink lips around his black penis and began lightly sucking on it. In less than a minute, she was going out of her gourd with lust, for something inside her snapped and she lost all of her self-control.
She flung her arms around his hips and began bobbing her pretty blond head furiously back and forth at his kinky-haired groin, chanting "Oomm, oomm, oomm," through her nose. Nothing had ever excited her quite so much as having a ‘dirt' black dick in her white-woman's mouth. Judging from the vulgar remarks some of the men in the audience were making, Sue knew she was giving them a thrill, too, and this spurred her on.
"Suck that black cock, baby!" a man called out.
"All the way!" another chimed in.
"Make him come!"
"Swallow his jizz!"
The encouragement of the men looking on rang obscenely in Sue's burning ears. Her ears weren't the only thing about her that were burning, either. Her entire body was feverish and a film of perspiration was breaking out on her creamy white skin, but her poor little pussy was so hot it was almost ablaze. The heated blood of her runaway passion rushed to her loins and most out remained there due to the oral stimulation provided by the blowjob she was receiving. The kneeling black man was a master muff-diver and he was giving Sue the full benefit of his lingual expertise.
Sue thrashed about in a fit of lust, greedily copping the knob of one black man while his partner pushed her ever closer to paradise with his talented tongue and suctioning lips. She wasn't aware of how her actions were affecting the men in the audience, nor did she particularly care at the moment. So caught up In the whirlwind of emotion accompanying this delightful double-suck with her in the middle was she, that she didn't even notice the men getting up out of their chairs and crowding around the bandstand in order to get a better view of the sordid spectacle she was now willfully making of herself.
The pressure mounted in her blood-congested loins until Sue was literally suffering with the need to reach a climax and find relief. She could hardly stand the lightness of preorgasmic tension. Then it began to unfurl deep inside her, rumbling upward like a new oil well bursting forth into a gusher.
"Uuunnnnnnnn!" she groaned, automatically hugging the one she was blowing and accidentally taking the bulbous glans of his penis clear down into her throat as the almost painful release of a thundering orgasm blasted through her entire lower torso. She gulped reflexively at the hunk of hard meat lodged in her gullet, and the tight rings of her throat skimming back and forth over the tufted, ultra-sensitive rim of the man's coronal ridge brought him off instantaneously.
However, he was a stag show performer and he knew from experience what a bunch of drunken men wanted to see. They wanted proof that he was coming and, exercising phenomenal self-control, he provided that proof. Grabbing Sue by the hair of her blond head, he jerked her head back until, with a loud and lascivious slurping noise, her puffy pink lips lost his twitching phallus. And just In the nick of time, too, for his saliva-coated dickhead was at that Instant swelling up like a balloon.
"Uuunnn!" he groaned, biting his lower lip and squinching up his face.
It was only a split-second later that his prick spewed forth a stream of sticky white come which splattered all over the pretty young bride's confused and lust-contorted visage.
"Go-oodd-damn!" an onlooker exclaimed. "All over her face!"
Shuddering from the waves of her own mouth-induced climax, Sue sluttishly opened her mouth and, straining her neck, caught the rest of the Negro's spurting semen on her outthrust tongue.
"Look at her!" another man gasped, as if in disbelief. "Look at her lap it up!"
At the moment, Sue couldn't have cared less what I anyone thought of her. She was experiencing the thrill of her life, and wanted to swallow every drop of that hot, black man's ball juice.
Sue's satisfying climax did not, however, signal the finish of the salacious show she'd been half-tricked, half-forced into being a part of. As soon as the rhythmic twitching of the sperm-ejecting penis stopped and it immediately began to go limp, its owner milked it down with his fingers, lewdly allowing the final sluggish drops of his come to drip soilingly upon Sue's magnificent breasts. Then he climbed off her and, quick as a flash, the one who'd sucked her off mounted up in the classic position of male on top and he stuffed her full of throbbing hot manmeat with one skillfully penetrating thrust.
"Wwaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Sue yelled out in surprise, as a mixture of pain and pleasure spread through her loins as a result of the unexpected and sudden womb-jarring-deep penetration of her small albeit well-prepared pussy.
There was plenty of lubrication present, both the man's saliva and Sue's slippery sex fluid, but this black dude had a hammer on him that even Hub's huge hose couldn't measure up to. Sue batted her eyelids in astonishment and she made a couple of muffled choking noises because it felt for all the world as if the grinning black man above her had stuck it so far up her that the head of it was about to come out of her mouth. To her profound relief, the man didn't start screwing right away but instead rested his weight on his knees and elbows for awhile, allowing her shock to wear off and her sex sheath to stretch enough to accommodate his hunk of mighty manhood.
"Jesus," Sue moaned, making a face as she moved her hips in an exploratory motion. "Lord, man, you mu-must be… part horse!"
"You okay, blondie?" he asked amusedly.
She nodded. "I th-think so… but take it… slow and easy at first, huh?"
"Sure thing, sugar," he replied, and he backed what looked to the men watching from all sides like a yard of glistening black horsecock out of Sue's slender shaking, white-woman's body.
He withdrew it all the way so the paying spectators could see the gaping gorge that he'd reamed from the previously tiny blond muff. There was no blood, no torn flesh, but from their vantage point several of the lodge brothers could see right into Sue's snatch, where the crimson color of her sexual arousal shone wetly with the coating of her clear cont fluids.
"Put it back," Sue moaned longingly, her hips lifting toward him in search of his long dong. She felt so empty without it, so unsatisfied, so hungry for more. "Put it back in me. Come on! Now, big black daddy! Give that hunk of heavenly horsecock to your little white mama!"
It flattered his male ego to have Sue so eager for it. He made her beg a little before he would let her take hold of his horn and guide the bloated head into the red-rimmed elliptical opening between her widespread legs.
"More… aahhh… MORE!" she cried, her small white hands tugging at his protuberant buttocks as he sank the huge prong into her very slowly this time, deliberately driving her wild so the wanton young woman would make him appear all the more a stud of a man in the eyes of their beholders. Finally his hairy, hanging nutsack nestled intimately into the cleft of her undulating rump, and she had it all, every glorious, woman-stretching inch that he could give her. "Ohmygod," she sighed. "It fills me so full!"
He threw a wicked fuck into Sue, giving her a really mind-boggling orgasm, but holding back his own. While she was still in the final, weaker throes of her climax, he climbed off her and his partner climbed on. They took turns screwing her, holding back their own orgasms, until Sue was virtually out of her head with lust and all but coming her guts out.
Then the one with the largest penis lay down on his back. He told Sue to get down on her knees between his legs and suck him off. She was more than willing to oblige. In fact, she was downright eager to take a suck on his sturdy, mouth-watering stalk. Its coating of her own sexual juices made it appeal to her all the more. Loving the licentious mood she was in, she knelt between the man's legs, took his upright pole in hand and planted a loving kiss right on the tip of it. Then she snaked out her sinful tongue and started licking her dear cuntcream off the big black organ.
Sue was so lost to lust by this time that she hardly knew where she was or what she was doing. It was as if she'd ceased to exist and that other woman inside her, the wild and wicked wanton who had only started to emerge recently, had taken over control of her feverish and perspiring body. Greedily, she orally engulfed the mushrooming dome of the black prick and began going down on the man.
It was a real mouthful, just the head alone. She made kittenlike purring sounds way down in her throat as she moved her head up and down at his loins. Her puffy pink: lips clung salaciously to the girthful black shaft, distending out around it lewdly as she drew up on him, sucking so hard her cheeks folded inward.
When she felt hands grasping her hips and knees wedging her legs apart, Sue wondered dimly who was behind her and what he was up to, but she was far too engrossed in giving head to let up long enough to check it out. Not that it would have made any difference if she had, for the other black man wouldn't have taken no for an answer to his obscene intentions. Holding her by the hips, he sank the full length of his rock-hard pecker into her dripping, upside down snatch.
"Mmmmm," Sue sighed, around her mouthful of succulent manmeat, as the second black man started humping into her from behind, giving it to her dog-fashioned.
And then, once he had her liking it and had thrown her off guard, he backed his well-lubricated rod out of Sue's glory hole and aimed it at the tiny, puckered pink orifice directly above it.
"Nnnn… NNNN!!" she exclaimed through her nose when she felt the bulbous knob of the man's penis probing insistently at her impossibly small rectum. Before her passion-fogged mind could fully react to the situation, the bloated glans of the penis bored its way inside her, suddenly stretching the ring of her anal sphincter to the limits of its muscular elasticity. Up came Sue's head, her eyes bulging with shock and disbelief as the force required for penetration sent the ramrod speeding into her anal canal right up to the very hilt. Her mouth opened and closed silently, like a fish out of water, and then her voice caught hold and she screamed. "Nnnnnnaaaaaaaggggghhhhhhhhhh!"
She broke out in a cold sweat from the ripping pain of it. But he gave her no respite. Holding her by the waist, he began buggering her with deeply penetrating strokes. Sue gasped for air, because it fairly took her breath away. Although there wasn't a drop of blood, Sue would've sworn that he'd ripped her rectum wide open and then set it on fire.
"It hu-hurts!" she whined. "Stop! Oh, stop! You're ki-killing meee!"
But he kept right on ramming it to her and, to Sue's surprise, much of the pain drained quickly away as the rubbery ring of her nether hole adapted itself to the girth of the penis pistoning in and out of it.
"Oohh," she moaned, her face mirroring the pain-pleasure of taking a fat dick up her virgin asshole for the first time.
"Still hurt?" the man whose legs she was kneeling between asked.
She nodded, absently licking her lips. "But g-good… it hurts good now!"
With a knowing grin, he said, "Then how about wrapping those sweet lips back around my fuckstick sugar?"
"What a wonderful idea," she murmured, and immediately put it into action. After having held back for so long, the stag show performers now gave themselves over to the carnal pleasure of Sue's febrile flesh and rushed headlong toward the relief-giving orgasms which their tight, aching testicles demanded. Neither of them lasted long. First off was the one she was blowing. His dick twitched a warning, then the head expanded and ejected a spiraling jet of steaming sperm into Sue's suctioning oral cavity.
Emitting a nasal moan of fellatio fulfilled, she sucked all the more voraciously on the throbbing dickhead as it gushed forth the frothy male fuckjuice from his oversized balls. The black man was a virtual reservoir of come. His pounding prick kept pumping it to her faster than she could gulp it down. Her cheeks ballooned as it built up in her mouth. It trickled from the comers of her mouth, then spilled out in a foamy white wave over both her puffy pink lips.
The furnacelike heat of her super-snug shit-chute brought the other man off mere seconds later. His fingers bit into her full, feminine hips as he jerked her back toward him and simultaneously hunched his work balls-deep up her dirt road. Giving out with the age-old cry of the male planting his seed, he clung to her hips, his entire body shuddering as his rectally sheathed rod sprayed hot jism into the very depths of Sue's roiling bowels.
Sue thought she would faint from the sheer lascivious thrill of being on her hands and knees between two black men, sucking on one of their nasty black dicks while she took the other one up her virginal asshole, allowing them to soil her soul itself by shooting their slimy sperm into her from both ends at the same time! And then the black men withdrew their softening peckers. Her vision clouded by the steaming fog of her unfulfilled passion, Sue saw them picking up their clothes and walking off, leaving her with a sexual hunger greater at this particular moment than at any time during the crazed sex show which was now over.
"Come back," she called after them. "You can't leave me hanging like this! Oh, please, come tuck me just a little bit more!"
"Little Suzy needs more cock!" Hub cried. "Line up boys, this little slut's got enough snatch for everybody!"
Most of the lodge brothers began wandering off, but fifteen of the more horny among them mounted the bandstand and lined up to get in on the free gangbang. The first man slipped it to her in the pussy and started hammering away.
"Ohgod… yes, yesss," she squealed, wrapping her arms and nylon-clad legs around him, using the high heels of her shoes on his buttocks like spurs to force him to give it to her harder and faster yet. He went off before Sue got going good.
The second man had her get on her knees and elbows. He gave her a brief but really butt-banging cornholing. She sobbed out her climax and ground her rump back at his loins while his jerking peter sent the jets of his joy juice into her convulsively clasping anal passageway.
Before Sue and the second man had finished coming, the third one slid his loins eagerly in under her head and stuck his proud penis into her gaping mouth. He lasted less than a minute, then, grunting like a pig, he gave Sue another mouthful of mancream. Gluttonously she drank what he willingly gave her and then she stripped the final sluggish drops from his spongy stem before she allowed it to slip from between her semen-smeared lips.
Two of the horny devils came at her together next. One of them started fucking her in the old-fashioned way but soon rolled over on his back and brought her on top of him without breaking their cock-cunt connection. Then the second one mounted her from behind and buggered her good. This was something new and different for her and she experienced a terrific thrill at the feel of the two peckers bumping together inside her with only the thin wall of an elastic membrane separating her two erogenous channels.
Evidently deciding to best their buddies, three men took Sue simultaneously and plugged each of her three portals with pulsating prick. They were too worked up to last long, but Sue managed to shudder through another orgasm of her own as the three pounding peckers inundated her with torrents of sticky hot sperm.
By the time the three men finished with Sue, the remaining seven had seen and heard so much that they were far too horny to hold back any longer. All seven of them piled onto the mattress with Sue at once. She was too sexed up to be scared. Salaciously she started sucking one man off while another pushed his penis into her sopping snatch and yet another drove his up her come-dripping dirt road. Seconds later she was also jacking off a man with each hand, while yet a sixth man pulled off her shoes and, holding her stockinged feet together from toes to heels, began fucking into the pussy-shaped opening formed by her arches. The seventh man jacked off in her silky blond hair, wrapping it around his prong and caressing his balls with it.