Gus and Tom's Good Day
by The Misogynist (aka Jake Baker)

It was early morning when the blue Chevy pulled up to the garage
followed by another car. The man in the second car waited while the
lady in the first walked out and into the manager's office.

Gus and Tom were already at work, tinkering with the cars. "Hey man,
take a look at that." said Gus. Tom did and whistled. "Sure is a
looker." he said.

"Fucking calendar girl." said Gus. "Look at her fucking top - it's so
tight you can see the outline of her tits." "Yeah, mouth waterin."

"And that goddamn miniskirt almost letting us see her ass. What a
fucking whore that one is. I'd love to fuck her with those heels on."

"You an me both, bro. Well, I better go see what the lady wants."

"Hi. Can I help you?"

"Yes. My car is making funny noises. Can you fix it?"

"Sure can, miss. Stop back around 6 today."

"Thank you. And it's 'Mrs', not 'Miss'."

"Oh really?"

"Don't look so shocked! I'm 36! Now I've got to go drop off my
daughter at school. I'll be back at six."

"Fine bitch, fine bitch indeed." Gus said, staring at her ass as she
walked out.

"Her name's Holly Shelby. I can't believe she's 36. She looks 10 years
younger. Out of our league, man - she's married."

Gus just grunted, "I've fucked married gals before."

---

Mr. Harrington washed his hands and arms thoroughly in the restroom
before walking back out into the sweltering garage. The air smelled
foully of oil and grease, fume and cigarettes. He wrinkled his nose
and strode to the door. He opened it with a hand holding a white rag.
Almost through the door frame, he stopped and looked back over his
shoulder.

"Gus. Tom. I need you two to work late tonight. I will call you at ten
o'clock to make sure you are both still here." Satisfied, he let the
door slam behind him and drove away in his Cadillac.

Gus, a well-muscled if very ugly Italian lad of 19, growled, "Yeah
fuck you, Harrington. Like you ever do any work around here." "Shut up
Gus and hand me that torque wrench." But Tom glanced commiseratingly
at his coworker nonetheless. "It's gonna be a shit hole of day."

---

Mrs Shelby turned up right on time. She was dropped off at the station
by her husband. She walked into the manager's station, and finding no-
one, peeked into the garage. "Hello?" she called. She was still
wearing the miniskirt, tight shirt and heels from this morning.

Tom waved her over to where he was working on an old pickup. He wiped
his hands on his greasy overalls and stepped out where Mrs Shelby
could see him clearly. She looked around for her car. "Where's my
car?" she asked. "You promised me it would be ready by now."

"Oh, its ready." said Tom "It's in the lot there." The woman followed
his pointing finger and found her car. "Oh! How silly of me!" she
gasped. She dug in her purse until she found her checkbook and asked,
"How much to I owe you?"

Tom, barely managing to suppress a grin, showed her an itemized bill
for $795.73. The bill listed 12 items. Really all that had been wrong
with it was a loose cap. He hadn't even needed to pull it into the
garage. But this lady was stupid and rich, and he knew he could take
her.

"What? I can't pay that!" Mrs Shelby whined.

"Yeah, well, yer gonna pay it back right now!" Gus barked from behind
her. Holly didn't even have time to reflect on this before Gus grabbed
her around the face, smothering the woman with his beefy arms. Tom
grabbed her kicking feet and pulled off her heels. Then he spread the
struggling woman's legs and yanked her panties off her snatch. He
dropped his pants and his huge schlong shot upright like a soldier
saluting. "C'mere, girl!" Tom snarled and jerked her legs apart at the
thighs and pulled her hips down at the same time. His knobby cock
violated her pussy with ease.

Holly burbled and sobbed into Gus's arm. "Yuk, bitch!" he snapped,
moving his arm away. "You think I need a wet arm!" Holly's sobs were
loud and clear as she sucked air back into her tortured lungs. "Oh god
no!" she gasped.

With lusty efficiency, Gus tore off Holly's flimsy blouse and then her
huge titties bounced happily free of her bra.

"How's she feel, Tom?" Gus asked as his huge grimy hands mauled
Holly's ripe breasts. Flesh oozed like dough around his fingers as
Holly sobbed pitifully.

"Oooohh... she feels gooood!!" grunted Tom. "Much tighter than my old
lady. Unnn... I've never had no whore as tight as this one. I can't
believe she squeezed an ankle-biter out of this hole."

Tom continued to pound his cock into Mrs. Shelby's pussy with abandon.
Holly's bare legs moved like pinwheels against he ground, unable to
catch her balance as she was brutally mauled and fucked. Her arms
waved distractedly, unsure of which attacker to fend off. She groaned
at the pain in her cunt. Her husband was an old man and less than
virile; more importantly, he had always been gentle to her. No one had
ever fucked her cunt with such intensity as Tom was fucking it.

Gus backed away and stripped off his clothes. His rising dick was
already nine inches long. "Hurry up Tom; pop yer small dick off in 'er
and let me have a go." "Uh... uh... fuck you.... uh ... Gus I got 'er
.. uh ... cunt fuck uh her somewhere uh else." "Stop crying bitch!"
Tom yelled at the violated woman.

Gus wasn't too bright, but he was big, mean and horny. He grabbed the
flailing mother and wife from behind. "You got a real beautiful ass,
ma'am. Real calendar girl quality..." (and based on the number of
calendars scattered around with naked big-hooters on them, he was the
man to know) "...it'll look even better with my foot-long in it!"

Holly really began struggling now. "Yee-haw!" crooned Tom as her
shifting ass only served to squeeze his thrusting shaft. But the poor
woman was easily overpowered by the two men. Gus spat on his hand and
rubbed his saliva onto his huge meat. There wasn't enough to go
around, but Gus didn't mind. Her roughly spread holly's perfect ass-
cheeks apart until he could aim his rape-spear at her nether hole, and
then started shoving it in. "Your gonna love this bitch!" he shouted
right in her ear.

Mrs Shelby squealed like a pig as Gus rammed his log up her bung-hole.
His eyes crossed in pleasure as his dick fought her squeezing anus
deeper into her bowels. Inch. After inch. After inch. Tom still fucked
her cunt, his rhythm was much faster than her anal intruder. The poor
housewife felt like she was being ripped in two. She had tried to be a
good girl all her life - she had never let anyone fuck her ass (only
one boy had tried in high school). She was an anal virgin. Well, not
anymore :-) She had never been fucked in the ass before. She had never
been double-stuffed before. She cried and burbled like a baby as the
men happily violated her, ignorant of or perhaps even enjoying her
sobs.

Once Gus was all the way up her shit hole (it felt like a burning iron
log impaled up her guts), he began humping her with quick short
strokes. "You got a tight bunger, girl. I gotta loosen it up 'fore I
can love ya." Mrs Shelby just whimpered as his humping caused her
tight buns to jiggle playfully. Tom took a tit in his mouth and began
chewing it like it was beef jerky.

"Please stop PLEASE!!!" begged the doubly-raped housewife, gasping for
breath as she was crushed between the two men. The guys laughed at her
as her body was forced to pleasure them.

After a while of this excruciating double-penetration, the guys forced
her down to her knees, and then onto all fours like a dog. As the men
violently fucked her, her hanging jugs swayed like a cow's udders,
smacking together loudly. Tom was lying below her, jerking up into her
baby-maker like a rabbit on crack; Gus buggered her from behind,
increasing his tempo as the poor woman's asshole stretched to
accommodate his girth.

The light from outside was just beginning to dim as Tom suddenly began
stroking into her even more violently, practically screaming as he
orgasmed into Holly's womb. Gus jerked the mother upright by her hair
and forced her down all the way onto Tom's erupting prick. "Drink his
cum with yer poon! Take it!" Tom flooded Holly's cunt with his burning
cum, degrading the woman like she was common whore. Mrs Shelby wasn't
on birth control any more - her husband was too old and they rarely
had sex anymore. Even when they did, he always wore a condom. But she
knew like all women when the time was, and now was the right time, and
with the amount of juice Tom is gooing into her, there's no way she's
gonna get out of this without a baby swelling her tummy.

When Bob's orgasm subsided, he relaxed on the ground, laughing. Gus
shoved the bitch back on all fours and began pounding into her ass
furiously. Bob lay below Holly, watching her tits jiggle back and
forth, occasionally taking a bite at one. He let her weaving tits
smack him in the face. He looked up at her face, her makeup streaked
with fresh tears, her lips trembling as she sobbed, her hair hanging
down over her face. "Your just a dog." Tom informed her. "A stupid,
untrainable dog. No more no less. Your just a fuck-bitch, our fuck
doll, a fucking grown up fucking barbie doll fantasy."

Holly wondered how long she could stand the cock in her asshole. She
thought the pain would decrease with time, but it didn't. It kept her
agonizingly conscious. All Gus wondered was how he was going to get
his cigarettes from where they lay on the work bench. Tom begrudgingly
gave up his great view of the action to fetch them both cigarettes,
and soon Gus was doing his two favorite things - smoking and
sodomizing.

Finally, after an agonizing forty minutes of pounding her increasingly
raw asshole, Gus pumped a second load deep into the bitch's bowels.
"AAAA" he screamed "Feel that whore? That's my love for you, oozing
out of me." Gus had always confused a good orgasm with true love.

---

Gus and Tom lay naked on the couch in the bosses office. It was ten
o'clock. "Yeah Mr Harrington, we're still here!" Tom explained "Say hi
Gus!"

"Uh, hi Gus." Gus said.

"See, still here, working harder than ever for you. Don't worry about
us, Gus and Tom 'll take care of everything for ya!"

"Well, that was rude. He just hung up on me. Without saying goodbye.
Wasn't that rude, little doggie?"

Holly, blank-eyed, whimpering yet submissive nodded her head
marginally as she slurped noisily on Tom's flaccid dick. "Can't you
suck any harder, you fucking bitch? I can hardly feel a thing!" Mrs
Shelby sucked on his dick harder and harder, like sucking thick milk-
shake through a straw. She lapped at the slimy cock-head in her mouth
like Tom had taught her. Her humiliated eyes looked right into Tom's
face, as he had instructed. Tom grinned back down at her.

"Never mind, worthless whore! Go clean off Gus now!" Holly shivered in
revulsion as Gus helpfully dragged her face over his half-erect cock,
still covered with the shit and cum and blood from her asshole. "Clean
me good bitch or I'll give you a pounding yer grandchildren will
feel!"

Terrified, Holly opened her mouth and took the monster schlong into
her warm wet mouth. She could barely breath, the stench of the boy's
crotch filled her nose and she wanted to puke as she tasted her own
defecation mixed with blood and semen. Gus lit another cigarette and
micromanaged her tongue as she licked and sucked on his shaft until it
was hard again, shiny with her spit.

"It turned out to be a good day after all," reflected Tom.

"Yup. A real good day."