OFF!" Karl barked the last words, making her jump.
With trembling hands, the beautiful blonde woman put her shaking hands on the top button of Karl's shirt and unbuttoned it. She was almost numb. Just the thought of being alone in her basement with two men intent upon humiliating her scared her. But it also excited her. She continued unbuttoning Karl's shirt, revealing a chest with thick curly hair.
She unbuttoned the bottom button, and then dropped her hands to her side.
"Now Mrs. Gee, you know you aren't finished yet. I told you to take my shirt off, not just unbutton it."
Joanna's body was shaking as took the halves of his shirt and began pulling the tails out of his jeans, pushing it off his shoulders, and taking it off of his muscled body.
As she obeyed him, Karl said "You see, Steve, women like Mrs. Gee here usually have to be told what to do in order to help out. But you'll learn to recognize the ones who can be a real help and the ones you have to avoid.
Mrs. Gee here…I think you're going to find out she's a great help. There you go, Mrs. Gee. Nice job. Now go hang my shirt up in that closet over there. We don't want it to get wrinkled now, do we."
It was obvious that Karl was having fun at Joanna's expense. But she did what he asked, and with each act of obedience she gave up another small part of her will.
"Well, we don't want my shoes and socks getting wet, either. Kneel down and take those off of me, too, Mrs. Gee." Karl was smiling smugly at her.
Feeling her mind in a daze, Joanna knelt on the carpet and untied his shoes.
She quickly took them off, then peeled his socks off, leaving him barefooted.
Karl solicitously patted Joanna on her head as if she were just a dog.
"That's a good girl. Now, take them over and put them on the floor at the foot of that big bed over there."
Joanna was becoming excited just from the act of obeying Karl. For some reason, being humiliated was arousing her body. She knew that he was going to use her sexually, but she no longer cared. She was looking forward to the escape that sex would give her. She looked at his crotch and saw that it was growing larger as his prick started swelling.
"Well Mrs. Gee, we'll be getting to work pretty soon. But I'm worried that my jeans just might get wet too. We wouldn't want that, would we, Mrs. Gee?"
Joanna breathlessly whispered, "No".
Chuckling, he said. "No, or course not. So you should probably take those off of me as well. But before you do, Mrs. Gee, I have a confession to make.
You see, I don't wear underwear. So when you take my jeans off, well, I'll be naked. You don't mind that, do you Mrs. Gee?" Karl was almost laughing as he watched her face.
Joanna's face was beet red, but she just shook her head, her body trembling with the excitement of being humiliated.
"Mrs. Gee, I asked you a question. You don't mind if I'm naked, do you?"
Joanna's voice was husky as she said "No, I-I don't m-mind."
Smiling, Karl said "Well, I didn't think you would. You see Steve, some women don't want to help out. Some would be embarrassed and offended if you were naked. But women like Mrs. Gee here, they really help out a lot."
"Mrs. Gee, I need to warn you of something first. You see, you are one good looking hot ass bitch, and because of that, my ole prick is getting big! So if you take my jeans off, you're gonna get an eyeful of my boner. Mrs. Gee, you don't mind me having a boner for you, do ya?" Karl's language was becoming more coarse, and Joanna was feeling more slutty as a result.
She shook her head, saying softly, "No, Karl. I d-don't mind."
"Don't mind WHAT, Mrs. Gee? I wanna hear you say it."
Conflicting feelings of shame and excitement shot through Joanna, but she said "I d-don't mind that you h-have a b-b-boner, Karl!" It made her feel dirty to say such a thing, but the very feeling of wickedness inflamed the throbbing between her legs. The truth was that she could hardly wait to see what his throbbing prick looked like.
"That's good, Mrs. Gee. You may now take off my jeans and get a look at my prick!" His crude language continued to heat her body.
Joanna knelt on the carper in front of him and put her hands on the front snap of his jeans, her fingers brushing his hairy belly. She opened the snap and began pulling down his zipper.
"Careful, Mrs. Gee, you don't want to damage the product before you get a taste of it!" Karl laughed at her.
As she opened his jeans, the head of his prick appeared. It was silky smooth and there was a thin dribble of precum oozing from the tiny piss hole on the end. His prick shaft appeared as she continued pulling down the zipper. His prick was very thick and fat, the large vein underneath very visible.
The zipper was down all the way, and Joanna took the sides of his jeans and pulled them down off his hips. They fell away to his feet, revealing his naked cock, which was upthrust at a 45 degree angle and bobbing gently. His testicles hung underneath, and she knew they were filled with sperm which she would become intimately acquainted with.
She held his jeans as he stepped out of them.
Karl reached down and wrapped his hand around his cock. He slowly began stroking his prick as he said "Take my jeans and put them on a hanger in the closet, Mrs. Gee."
Joanna stood and did as she was told. Steve had sat down on a bar stool and
Joanna glanced at him, embarrassed as she put Karl's jeans on a hanger.
Steve had a sizable bulge in his jeans as well, and his eyes looked at her very hotly.
Joanna went back to Karl. She didn't look down because she knew she'd see his hard cock. She looked in his eyes, a sick nervous excitement creating a knot in her belly.
"You've done very well so far, Mrs. Gee. As a reward for your good work, you deserve a little kiss."
Without warning, Karl pulled Joanna into his arms. From instinct, she resisted for a second, but he was very strong, and he held her head as he crushed her mouth with his. She moaned as she felt his tongue pressing her lips seeking entrance. She opened her mouth and allowed Karl to kiss her open mouth. She could feel his big thick prick pressing against the front of her robe, and she was tingling with delight.
For several minutes, Karl kissed the young housewife as Steve looked on. He put his hands on her ass and squeezed her rounded cheeks. He pulled up her robe in the back and his hands played with her thin panties as he caressed her ass mounds. Joanna wrapped her arms around Karl's neck and held tightly to him, sucking on his ravaging tongue as she enjoyed feeling his hands cupping and caressing her so intimately.
Joanna was dizzy as the strong man broke his ravaging kiss. Turning her in his arms, he pulled her back against his hard naked body. His hands cupped her breasts through her robe, and his mouth went to her ear. They were facing Steve, whose eyes were fixed on Karl's hands as they squeezed and played with Joanna's breasts through the material of her robe.
She couldn't help moaning as she felt his hard prick pressing against her ass and his hands roughly massaging her tits.
Karl whispered in her ear "Guess what, Mrs. Gee. Steve over there…he's never been with a woman…until today. Just think about it. You're going to be his first."
"Oh no, please." Joanna said, her mind rebelling from the thought of being the person who corrupted the innocent young man before her. And yet, seeing his swollen jeans, Joanna felt a licensous desire overpowering her. Though protesting, the thought of being the first sexual experience for the young man excited her.
"Oh yes, Mrs. Gee. You're not only going to be his first, but you're going to be nice to the kid. Now I plan to get some of your sweet pussy later, but first I want you to do the kid. If you don't, I'm going to hurt you, Mrs.
Gee. And I mean hurt you bad. Now, I'm going to go set on that couch. I'll be watching, and I expect you to teach the kid proper.
His hands closed on her tits and began squeezing ever harder. "Do you understand, Mrs. Gee?" Karl said savagely.
Joanna knew she had no choice. Groaning, she said "Yes, ohhhhh, yes. Please stop, you're hurting me!" Her breasts ached as his fingers dug into them cruelly.
His hands eased up a bit, and as the blood rushed back into them, they tingled.
Loudly, he said "Steve, my boy, this is your lucky day. It seems like Mrs.
Gee here has taken a shining to you. You think you can handle her?"
The handsome young man smiled sheepishly and nodded his head.
It was one thing to be raped, to have no control but to simply be the victim. However, Karl was forcing Joanna to take on an unfamiliar role. She would have to play the predator to this young virgin man. Joanna knew that doing so was very sinful, much worse than anything she had ever done. But even as she considered what a terrible thing it was, the thought of playing the role of the sexual teacher caused her pussy to moisten even more. The thought of being his first girl was turning Joanna on!
Karl released her, and went to set on the couch. Laughing, he said "Go ahead
Boy. Just tell the bitch what you want her to do. Don't be afraid, she's yours!
Joanna was completely humiliated. Karl had looked deep in her eyes and seen something that was shameful. He had exposed it, and Joanna was now powerless. She looked at the boy with frightened eyes. But as she looked, she saw that he was very nervous and scared as well. Immediately, her heart went out to him. She realized that the first sexual experience could affect how a person related to sex the rest of their life! She knew that she was going to get fucked, for no matter what happened, Karl was going to use her body.
Joanna forgot her marriage vows, ignoring the shameful fact that she was going to commit adultery with this young man. She was going to initiate
Steve into the pleasure of sex. She knew she really had no choice, for Karl was going to rape her if she didn't cooperate. But she shuddered with arousal as she thought about playing the whore.
And with that decision, her fear was gone. In fact, she was excited.
Speaking in a low throaty voice, Joanna said to Steve. "Tell me what you want me to do." And then taking one step towards him, she smiled, saying,
"It's OK. Just tell me what to do."
He swallowed nervously. "I guess maybe…uh…would you take your robe off?"
Karl was setting on the couch stroking his prick. "Hey stupid, don't ask.
Tell her what you want. She's the kind of woman that gets off on being ordered. So don't ask, just tell her what you want her to do. Believe me, she'll do it."
Joanna again was shamed and humiliated, but she also realized that Karl knew the truth. She did indeed feel a horribly wicked thrill anticipating being ordered to do such wicked things.
"Mrs. Gee" Steve said, trying to make his voice sound manly. "Take off your robe!"
Joanna shuddered with the delicious sensation of lust at his words. She was rapidly abandoning her morals, giving in to the powerful sexual urges of her body. Looking at the young man, she said "Yes, Steve." She reached down and pulled the tie of her robe until it opened. Looking at the young man, Joanna ran the tip of her tongue around her lips, and then taking the sides of her robe, she opened it, letting it fall from her shoulders to the floor, exposing her bra and panties to the young boy.
"Damn!" Karl said from the couch. Joanna glanced over at him and saw that he was stroking his prick faster as his eyes drank in the beauty of her body.
The young wife felt her nipples beginning to swell as the young man's eyes crawled all over her body. She was reveling in the open admiration of the two men for her beautiful young body.
"Mrs. Gee…t-take off your…your b-bra." Steve said to the blonde woman.
Arching her back, Joanna continued looking into his eyes as she reached behind herself and unsnapped her bra. She held it for a second and then released it. The elastic popped free and fell from her body to the floor, leaving the woman bare breasted before the staring men.
"Wow" was all he said for a long minute as their eyes moved all over her body, seeing her unrestrained breasts with her hardened long pink nipples erect and begging to be suckled. Their eyes also took in the dark patch of her pussy showing through her sheer white panties.
Joanna loved the feeling of being almost naked before these two strange men, and she was relishing what she would be forced to do next. She decided to help the young man who seemed to have difficulty in directing the young wife.
She walked over to Steve and then knelt before the stool on which he sat.
She reached out and untied his shoes, pulling them off and then peeled his socks off. She picked them up, taking them over and putting them at the foot of the bed alongside Karl's.
The men watched as she bent over, her full breasts hanging, her nipples pointing towards the floor. Her panty covered ass looked incredibly inviting, her anal crevice a dark line behind her panties.
Returning to the young man, she began unbuttoning his shirt. Softly, she said "This is really your first time with a woman?" as she finished undoing his buttons and began pulling his shirt off. Steve had an almost hairless chest, which Joanna loved.
"Yes Ma'am, it is." Steve said soberly.
Conspiratorially, she smiled and whispered, "Well don't worry. I'm sure you'll do just fine." She helped him off the stool and, reaching for his jeans, she unsnapped them pulling down his zipper. She had dropped to her knees, and as she worked his jeans down, his prick popped out. Joanna saw that he was a good sized young man. Feeling impulsive, Joanna leaned forward and kissed the head of his prick, quickly licking across the tiny hole in the end and tasting his salty precum.
Steve gasped as the beautiful young wife licked the head of his prick. She then stood up, smiling at him as a rush of affection for the somewhat vulnerable appearing young man flooded her heart.
Softly she said "Do you want to take my panties off of me, or should I do that?" She enjoyed looking into his green eyes. He was really quite attractive, and Joanna couldn't help envision what it was going to be like having his young body fucking her.
Smiling, he said "I've always dreamed of pulling your panties down. I think
I'll take care of that." as he gently took her arms and moved her backwards slowly, guiding her towards the bed.
Joanna was confused. "What…what do you mean, you've always dreamed of doing that?" A cold stab of dread filled her heart, a sinking feeling coming over her.
Grinning, Steve said "You don't recognize me, do you Mrs. Gee?" They were now standing beside the large Queen size bed, the boy's prick brushing against her belly, his hands still on her upper arms.
Joanna paled, shaking her head. "You…you KNOW me?" she whispered. She had mistakenly thought that she was going to give herself to these two anonymous men for an afternoon, but that she'd never see them again.
Steve was beginning to feel some self confidence. He reached out and took
Joanna's nipples between his fingers, teasing her nubs and making her softly groan in pleasure.
"I see you a lot, Mrs. Gee. And, I always watch you. Hell, all the guys do, too! Last year during the Lock-In, some of us told our favorite fantasies of what we'd like to do to you. But Hell, I never thought I'd ever get the chance." He was squeezing her breasts now, lifting them and sending bolts of pleasure through her body. But his words were chilling.
"You mean, you've seen me…at church?" She whispered.
Grinning, he said "Yup, every Sunday just about. I was in your husbands
Youth Group! I graduated last year, but I still see you at church."
Joanna wanted to die on the spot. One of her husbands teens was playing with her breasts, preparing to fuck her, and she was playing the part of the slut! She knew she was going to burn in hell for this. But even as she felt the heated flush of shame, it was gradually being replaced by the beautiful feelings his hands were creating in her body.
Seeing her look of shock, Steve quickly assured her, "But don't worry, Mrs.
Gee. I won't tell anyone else about this. Your secret is safe with me!"
Gently pushing her back, he forced Joanna to set on the bed. "Mrs. Gee, I need you to turn around and get on your knees so I can pull your panties down. That's how I always do it when I'm fantasizing about you." The boy didn't realize that she was almost shocked into immobility. Her upbringing and previous moral values were at war with her sexual nature. Slowly, she turned and put her knees underneath her, lifting her ass up in the air, offering herself to the boy even as waves of shame washed over her.
Tears of humiliation glistened in her eyes. She could only imagine what her husband or any of the adults at the church would think, seeing her kneeling on a bed, being watched by two naked men and preparing to have her last piece of clothing taken off of her. And even worse, she was corrupting a young man who she should be setting an example for!
Joanna felt Steve's hands on her waist. He pinched the waistband of her panties and began drawing it down over her asscheeks. She could feel the warmth of his breath on the back of her thighs, and she knew that he was staring between her legs as he was on the verge of uncovering her most intimate secret place.
As she felt the cool air on her pussy lips as they were exposed, she dropped her head, whimpering "oh noooooooooooooooooo" as the young High School graduate pulled her panties down her thighs, her knees, and then off of her legs.
"WOW!" she heard Steve say. Her pussy lips contracted as a surge of shame and lust shook the blonde wife. She continued kneeling as the boy closely examined her. She realized that she had started to become VERY wet. She rubbed her legs together trying to satisfy the hot growing itch.
Karl spoke up, and Joanna could hear the lust in his voice. "Well kid, what are you waiting for. She's there for you to do what you want. But if you want to drive her crazy, you ought to lick that sweet little honey pot!"
Joanna groaned inwardly at Karl's obscene suggestion.
She heard Steve say, "Really? Some of the guys have talked about doing that to a girl, but I don't know…I mean it just seems kinda gross, you know?"
Joanna's humiliation deepened as they talked about her as if she were just an object.
"Hell boy, maybe I need to help you out a bit."
The blonde housewife heard the squeaking of the couch as Karl got up and knelt next to Steve.
"Shit, she's a good looking bitch!" Karl said as she felt his hands caressing her asscheeks and her flanks.
"Now pay attention, boy. Every woman is different, but they all got the same equipment. I prefer my bitches to be shaved bald, but it looks like Mrs. Gee here trims her little pussy, and it looks pretty good."
Joanna felt like nothing but a sex object to these men, and hearing them talking about her as if she weren't able to hear them was degrading. But it was curiously stimulating as well. They were going to use her, but she was just a hole to them, a place to put their pricks and shoot their sperm.
"Look real close between her pussy lips. See? You can see that she's already leaking pussy juice. That means she's heated up! Now, watch what happens!"
Joanna loudly gasped and groaned, her eyes screwing shut as she felt a finger pressing just inside her pussy lips and drag up and down slowly. She tried not to make any sound, but it felt so good, she couldn't keep the soft whining from erupting out of her mouth.
Laughing, Karl said "See. When you get a bitch warmed up like this, you can play her like a toy! Now, its your turn. Go ahead and put your finger in her. Not very far, just inside her cunt. Then wiggle it and see what happens!"
Joanna held her breath, and then she felt Steve's finger probing between her swollen and highly sensitive pussy lips. She bit her lip, trying to repress making a sound, but when he began slowly wiggling it inside her, her mouth opened and a soft sobbing sound began.
"WOW, that is so kewl!!!" Steve said enthusiastically as he ran his finger slowly up and down between the wet flaps of her pussy flesh.
"Damn betcha, Skippy!" Karl laughed. "Just keep doing that. Don't go any deeper yet. What you want to do is drive her crazy so that she winds up begging to be fucked. There's nothing more exciting then turning a babe like
Mrs. Gee into a cock hungry fuck slut."
Joanna could hardly think. All of her attention was upon the delicious finger stirring her wet pussy. But it was just teasing her. She wanted it inside of her, and she began pushing her hips back in an almost subconscious effort to impale her heated throbbing cunt onto the probing finger.
She had taken almost two inches of his finger inside of her pussy before she felt it roughly withdrawn.
Karl laughed, releasing his wrist and saying "Did you see what she was doing, boy? She was shoving her ass back wanting you to shove your finger up her sweet little cunt."
Steve said "But…I WANT to!" obviously confused.
"Hell, you can do that later, but remember that you want her so hot, she'll beg you to fuck her. She's not there yet! Are ya, Mrs. Gee? You ready to beg
Steve to fuck your sweet little cunt?" Karl was so crude and lewd. Joanna gritted her teeth refusing to answer him. In truth, she desperately wanted something, ANYTHING, to fill her up and satisfy her hot cunt. But her pride refused to let her beg.
"Now, see here, right at the end of her pussy slit, that little piece of flesh covering what looks like a little bump?" Karl said. "Oh No, not my clit!" Joanna thought.
"Yeah, I see it" Steve replied. "Well, you can drive women nuts by playing with her there. That's her clit."
Joanna's body jumped when she felt Karl's finger beginning to circle round and round her little hooded clit. She was raggedly gasping, beginning to moan as chills ran up and down her back and her cunt began contracting over and over. She tried to push her hips back against his finger, but Karl anticipated her and wouldn't give her relief.
Joanna moaned with disappointment when she felt his finger leave her.
Unconsciously she was waving her ass, searching for the finger that was no longer there.
"See, she's heating up nicely. You could probably get her to beg just from doing that long enough. But for turning a woman into a fucking machine, there is nothing like a good long pussy lick." Joanna knew that she was going to give into his obscene wish to beg for fucking. She both feared and anticipated feeling a male mouth on her swollen cunt.
She heard Karl whispering something to Steve for several seconds. And then she felt hands on the lower part of her asscheeks, pulling them apart, and holding her pussy wide spread. She gasped at the first swipe of a wet tongue. There was a pause, and she heard Karl say "See, its not so bad.
You'll get used to it. Go for it, boy!"
Joanna almost screamed "OH Shiiiiiiiiittttt!!!!!!!!!" as she felt Steve's mouth cover her cunt and his tongue push between her pussy lips. She shoved her hips back, impaling her wildly spasming pussy on his wiggling, licking oral digit.
She heard Karl whooping and laughing "That's right, boy. You got her going now!"
Joanna's hands clamped on the bedspread, grasping the covers as she began sobbing from joy. She no longer cared that she was kneeling slave like before two naked men, nor that she had lost control of her body. The only thing in her world was the wonderful joy of having her little pussy licked and sucked.
For the next twenty minutes, Karl instructed the boy how to drive her wild.
He had Steve fuck deeply his tongue up her pussy as far as it would go, setting off tremors in her belly. He taught him to suck one of her pussy lips in his mouth, lashing it with his tongue. He learned to rim her clit, lick up and down her slit and rim her clit again.
Joanna was noisy, loudly whimpering and crying out as she continued to kneel, accepting Steve's assault upon her tender cunt. She wasn't aware anymore of Karl's instructing the young man. She was simply lost in the throbbing sensations washing over her body. She had cum once and was well on her way to another cum. She didn't hear what Karl said to the boy.
However, when she felt his tongue moving over her perineum, she froze, and then she felt his wet, licking tongue begin to rim around and around the highly sensitive pucker of her anus. The blonde wife went wild, thrusting her hips back at him, inadvertently driving the tip of his tongue inside her asshole as she bucked and screamed as a huge orgasm took over her body.
For a long minute, Joanna shook and bucked on the bed, feeling her nipples exploding with pleasure as her pussy spasmed from the thrill of such a wicked horrible thing being done to her body.
Finally, Joanna collapsed on the bed, unable to stay up on her knees again, her muscles aching and shaking from fatigue.
She could tell they were talking, but she was too fuzzy headed to make out what they wee saying. However, within a couple of seconds she had been turned over onto her back. She felt strong hands lifting her legs, spreading them and pulling them back towards her head. She wearily opened her eyes, and saw that Karl was kneeling behind her head, his hands pulling her legs apart and back, opening up her cuntal mound.
She watched as Steve kneeled on the bed between her legs. In this position, her pussy was lewdly spread apart, and she could see her wet lips gaping open. Her eyes were wide as she saw Steve hold his prick and then lay it along the gaping edges of her pussy. Joanna groaned from the contact, trying to push her hips up against his cock, but not able to do much, being pinned to the bed.
"Mrs. Gee?" Steve asked. Joanna looked at his face, and her eyes locked with his.
"Beg me, Mrs. Gee. If you want it, you have to beg me for it!"
Joanna was beside herself with lust. She desperately wanted to feel his young prick surging inside of her. She sobbed and continued trying to move her hips so that she could capture his cock and thrust herself onto it.
Steve leaned forward, taking the head of his prick and resting it against the spread opening of her cunt. He was now looking directly into her eyes from only a foot away as he leaned over her spread nakedness.
"Say it, Mrs. Gee. If you do, I'll slide my prick inside of you. You know you want it. Just say it." Steve was whispering to her. She was sobbing loudly. "Ohhhh please…do it!" She whispered to the young boy.
"Sorry Mrs. Gee. You know what I want to hear. And just think how good its going to feel when I slip my prick up your cunt. Say it, Mrs. Gee.