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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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anyway shape or form.



Working Girl (or, nc, MFF)
by Oshies
email: oshies@graffiti.net

Joann
'What a city', Joann Clintson thought as she looked over the bright lights of SF. She considered herself lucky to get such a nice apartment on the top floor of a ten story tower right at Union Street shortly after she moved to SF. Before she had just lived in a small town in the middle of nowhere in Nevada. Cows, desert, heat, boredom. 
Her thoughts turned to the past. Memories of the ugly break with Jeff were still fresh in her mind. 'Damn you, Jeff Frontis', she thought angrily. 'Old ugly bitch -ha!' She turned and studied herself in the mirror. Dark-blond hair, hourglass figure, firm medium sized breasts with small aureoles and slim legs with a nice well-trimmed bush covering her sensuous snatch with a color matching her hair. She ought to receive easily any health man's attention. She just was afraid to have a new relationship. 'Damn you, Jeff', she thought again. He had been the beacon of her sexual experiences. Whatever she knew, what ever she had felt came from him. She had been a little high school girl who only knew sex from small scenes on TV. Then he had introduced her to a completely new world of excitement, of ecstasy and love. He had explored her body, shown her sexual capabilities until that frightful day two weeks ago when she had caught him in the cliché-like fashion with another woman. 
She still had that memory in mind. His hard prick that she knew so well furiously pumping away into that bitch Rachel. Their u
uninhibited cries were still vibrating in her ears. Even though she felt aroused by that sight - she had never seen, only felt how lovemaking looks like -, quickly her anger overwhelmed her.

She decided to ban him from his memory. His caresses, his lips touching her body, her breast, her nipples, moving slowly to her most sensible parts, his big cock caressing her lips, slowly penetrating her, opening her vagina, his muscular body between her legs, stroking her with slow and powerful strokes......
'Stop', she screamed at herself. 'Shut up, you idiot. Time for some R&R.' She threw herself on the bed, spread her beautiful long legs and slowly started to move her fingers over her body. Her former sensual dreams had already aroused her. Her nipples were uptight and her cunt flowing with juice. 'Dam you, you still make me horny'. Her finger caressed her already wet cunt lips. 'I'm so horny, I'm so wet' . She started to move her fingers up and down her slit, postponing the upcoming penetration until she could contain herself any longer. With a small gasp she pushed first one, then another finger into her open and wet hole and began to pump quicker and quicker. Images of her wild love with Jeff floated through her mind. The crazy time in the elevator, when he had hit the emergency button, stopping the elevator. When he had just turned around with a wild glance in his eyes, pushed her into a corner and pushed his tongue into her mouth. Just that almost made her come. When he had lifted her short dress, ripped away the panties, opened his fly, lifted her up, and entered her quivering and anticipating pussy, roughly fucking her standing up in that corner of the lift. How good that had felt. She could still feel the walls of the lift on her back, as she rhythmically bumped against then, responding to his violent strokes. How they both had come at the same time in that wonderful animal-like lust, his semen flowing down in white treacherous streams. How she had used her torn slip to clean herself up, the looks of her colleagues when they finally left the lift, how she had to walk around the whole day without panties, careful not to bend down. How exiting!
 "O yes, oh yes, OH YESSSSS", she screamed loud as she hit the spot. Orgasmic relief swept through her body. Slowly she caressed herself through the post-climatic glow, finally drifting off to sleep. Got to find some job tomorrow', her final thoughts.

Job hunting
Next morning found her going through the ads of the local papers. A couple of job offers seemed to look good. ''Experienced office assistant with outstanding interpersonal qualities. Excellent package.'' ' Interpersonal qualities... well, let's see!' 
Fixing the time for the interview was easy, they seemed to be desperately looking for a replacement. Joann had put on her most serene business dress, showing modestly her shapely figure and legs.
The company, Aces Inc., was on the thirties floor of on of the scrapers. Furnished with a nice mixture of old-fashioned oak and shiny new chromed furniture its reception area gave a good solid impression. 
She presented herself to the secretary of the personnel manager, a good-looking girl of her age whose glasses fit her face. The plate said: "Elisabeth Mill". Mrs. Mill greeted her with an appraising look, saying, "Hi, I see you're on time. Please go straight in to Mr. Wills."
She was shown in to the personnel manager. Joann was surprised to see that Mrs. Mill was dressed in a rather tight and short shirt with sexy looking stockings and a blouse showing allowing a good view of her braless cleavage. 'Maybe she wants to show off', Joann thought.
The room of the personnel manager was well furnished with tasteful carpets, cupboards with business books and a assembly of a couch, seats and table in one corner. Behind the desk with a name plate of "Mike B. Wills" was a rather young handsome man in the early thirties.
After the greetings talks proceeded quickly. To her surprise her credentials were fully accepted and they agreed that she could start the following day. She didn't mind at all that she was going to be second assistant's position in the personnel department with her direct boss being that nice "Mike".
'Up yours, Jeff', she thought happily. That bastard had promised her on their last nasty meeting that she would never find a decent job. For the afternoon she decided to discover the city.


At the movies
After changing into a casual denim dress Joann strolled happily through Market Street investigating her new home city. After some window shopping she noticed some weird looking theaters. Curiously she studied the display. 'Sexually explicit'. Curiosity rose in her. 'These are the films the boys at Westminster High had been whispering of'. Still exhilarated by her easy employment curiosity overcame her and she decided to take a look. In her casual denim dress she shouldn't create any attention.

The cashier, some nerdish type with thick glasses, studied her curiously. "Women 1 Dollar", he mumbled almost unintelligible. 'Well, why not, I'll have plenty soon', she thought. "Down the aisle, through the curtain". Cautiously Joann moved on. Through the curtain she heard muffled groans of sexual excitement.
Pushing aside the curtain to the room she noticed the odd smell. Dusty and sweaty with a funny masculine touch to it. 'They should air that room sometime'. As she entered she couldn't see anything for a moment - except .. the screen! 

A brunette girl of her age was kneeling in what looked like a factory servicing four men at the same time, one big cock having a work out in every of her bodily openings. The loudspeakers were giving every groan of the men and the suppressed moan of the girl Joann stood fixed, her eyes glued to the screen. That girl seemed to enjoy the brutal fucking she was subjected to. She was purring and moaning and alternatively sucking on each of the two cocks she was holding and stroking in her hands while the two men were furiously reaming her out. Just as she looked one after the other was pulling out his cock and showering her with white streams of cum. Joann watched in awe as that girls avidly lapped off every drop that came out of her two oral friends. She had never allowed Jeff to come in her mouth, even though he had tried to make her do it. Now she saw that people were obviously enjoying it.
As the scene changed abruptly she noticed that her eyes had adjusted to the darkness. She saw five heads looking fixed on the screen. Several rows were empty, so she quickly moved to a seat near the wall.
The screen had changed. Two girls dating two handsome young studs were already in an advanced state of petting. The two couples were kissing deeply while the girls were slowly getting rid of their clothes. They all ended up on the hood of a vintage car in the garage, both of them being fucked avidly in various positions - from behind, from front, standing up or sucking on the astonishing long lasting cocks of the men. When another customer entered the garage, he was immediately serviced by the girls, and confusing changes of positions ensued. It all ended up with the girls kneeling on the floor with white fluid come all over their faces.
Joann's eyes never left the screen. All this was so unreal, unattached to the world outside, yet strangely exiting. She felt aroused, stimulated. Especially the moans and cries of the women begging for more fucking excited her beyond her comprehension. She hardly noticed that her hand had crept down her belly and was slowly rubbing her crotch over her denim shirt. 
The next sequence reminded her of her own situation. A brunette girl of her age appeared for a job interview. The lewd interviewers quickly went for the kill and asked for credentials, which rapidly evolved into a group action in which the lady got willingly fucked by the two studs in every hole on the desk. 
Suddenly a soft male voice whispered: '"Can I be of assistance, lady?" Startled she looked at the speaker. A quite friendly looking man of her age smiled at her. 
"You look interested. Mind if I help a bit?" 
"Why... no.....yes......no......I dunno'". 
"Well, why don't you just wait and enjoy?". With these words the stranger slowly parted her legs and let his hands slowly slide up her legs. Joann moaned while the action on the screen continued. 
"Wait an moment....ohhhhhhh". Her feeble protests were ignored as the probing fingers reached her moist lips only covered by her soaked panties. 'Is this for real?', she thought. 'Oh God, this feels incredible!' .Her eyes remained glued to the screen where the brunette slut was being savagely fucked by a huge cock while the other man was holding her spread legs. The rhythmic groans of the actors and the slapping sounds of the bodies clashing into each other coincided with the gentle massage of her cunt. "Come on, give it to her, tear her apart", the man holding the legs urged to fucking couple. The filthy language drove Joann on. Slowly the finger removed the thin fabric of the panties and started to stroke her undefended cunt. "Mmmm, that feels good", she heard herself say.
Suddenly her left hand was grabbed authoritatively and guided over to the next seat. She almost shrieked as she touched hard hot throbbing cockmeat. 
"Come on, Lady, be nice", begged the gentle voice. "Please". 
Reluctantly she grabbed the stiff member like Jeff had taught her, gentle but firm. The hand took her again by the wrist and slowly moved her hand up and down. 
Two things changed simultaneously. The hand stroking her cunt slowly started to enter her open channel flooded with her juice while the girl on the screen went down on all fours to receive a cock on her mouth and cunt. 
"Oh god, oh god, ohgodohgodohgod", she moaned load. 
The finger in her cunt was joined by a brother; both began to moved in and out of her responding cunt in ever increasing rate. It was too much to bear. Just as the cock on the screen began to spurt stream after stream into the wide open mouth her cunt wall began the too familiar feeling of contraction for the upcoming orgasm. 'NO, NOT IN HERE', she screamed at herself. 
Too late. Sliding down the seat in an effort to get more of these wonderful satisfying fingers she just managed to groan behind her closed teeth. 
Not good enough. When she opened her eyes she saw that the action on the screen no longer mattered. She was surrounded by about five men. All pointing hard cocks at her, masturbating violently. She found herself half sitting, half lying in her seat, her shirt obscenely moved up to her hips and her cunt open for the prying looks of the spectators. 
"Hey, let me go!", Joann wailed. 
"Wait a moment, bitch, won't you show some gratitude?" 
With these words the helpless girl was hauled up to her knees. Her head forced into the lap and on the blood filled stiff prick she had masturbated. When the male smelling tip forced his way between her lips Joann felt nauseated and helpless. 
"Suck it, bitch", the formerly gentle voice hissed. Her head was forced up and down the pole while catcalls and whistles of the bystanders filled her ears. After only a few strokes the bulbous head seemed to grow and a salty tasting fluid filled her mouth. Joann tried to get the endless spurting human fountain out of her mouth but a hand forced her head to stay on. "Finish your job, bitch", the voice growled. 
No choice, she had to swallow the fluid. Just then she felt that a cock entered her still lubricated fuck channel. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHH", she groaned, images of the film flickering in her mind. 
"Just hold still and enjoy, you'll get the ride of your life", the helpless girl heard an unknown voice say. 
At the same time somebody on the screen must have had an orgasm. "Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes", a female voice shrieked at the top of her lungs. A before unknown switch in Joann was flipped. "That's it, yes, do it, show me, come on, harder", she groaned. The cock in her seemed to obey. Two hand of steel grabbed her and pistoned the cock into her hole a racing machine. 
"That's it, that's it, YYYEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS". A second violent orgasm shook her, more severe than the first one, clenching the invading cock like vice, guiding it to orgasm and finally milking it to the last drop. 

Just then the lights went on. 
"What the fuck is going on in here", thundered a voice. "Do you think I wanna get indicted for running an brothel? Out, everybody, now! Out, or I call the fucking cops!" 
Exhausted, Joann lifted her head. 
The men were gone, so were the cocks. Only a fat-bellied man was standing in front of her. 
"That also applies to you. If you wanna do some fucking around, don't do it here and mess up my cinema." 
Slowly Joann got up. She was a mess. Cum was running down her thighs, her panties were torn up and her face was covered with sticky sperm. As she adjusted her skirt and straitened her shirt the man was eyeing her. He liked what he saw. 
"Now, whore, who's going to pay for the cleaning of the chairs?" 
Joann was confused: "I..I don't know". 
"Now, I can't, so I'll have to call the cops and sue you for damage. You stay here, or else..." 
"Cops....no, no, please not, I'll pay for it, please", begged Joann. Images of her in a cell with all the filth of the city came to her mind. 
The man eyed her again. "Well, maybe we can arrange for something. You've been giving quite a nice performance, but you don't look like a professional. Are you?" 
"Well, no", Joann stammered, not knowing what that obviously violent man meant. 
"Just as I thought. Well, you wanna have the cops, or you wanna be nice to me. Your choice." 
"Not the cops, but... what do you want from me?" 
"Just a nice suggestion among friends. You seem to be a pretty good cocksucker. Why don't you clean your mouth and give me a really good blowjob, the one you gave that boy over there. Well?"  With this word he opened his fly and took out an evil looking limp fat cock. 
Joann decided that she had no choice. Obediently she got down to her knees and eyed the sordid smelling piece of meat.
"How do you like my Willie?", the owner asked with an evil smile. "Come on, eat it, it's not rotten." 
Reluctantly Joann opened her lips and tentatively licked the tip. The cock jumped as if it was touched with a hot iron. 
"Come on, don't waste time, blow it up." 
Joann closed her eyes and slipped the limp thing into her mouth. Gently she began lick and suck on it. The effect came immediately. The limp thing turned into an astonishing long and hard seven inch cock. Slowly she began to move her head along the rod and was rewarded by an exited moan. "Jess, baby, that's it, that's the way". Encouraged she intensified her copy of a tight cunt and increased her speed. "Okay, okay, 'kay, 'kay,...okay, okayyyyyyyyyy...." With a long groan thick wads of now familiar cum left the tip of the rod and flooded her mouth. Encouraged by her previous experience she started to swallow it, but it kept coming for some seconds. 
Finally he subsided and withdrew with an satisfied smile, watching the kneeling girl clearing her mouth of his semen.
"Wow, bitch, you really know how to clear a man's tubes. Okay, honey, I keep my bargain. If you wanna come back, just tell the cashier that Joey okayed it and you can get in for free. What's your name, by the way?" 
"Ouh, Mary Beth". 
"Well 'Mary Beth', you better go now. It's getting dark, and the area is not made for nice little girls after sunset". He laughed uproariously about his joke.

When Joann left the cinema was getting dark. She was almost thankful for that so nobody could see her rumpled state. Walking quickly through the darkness she reached her apartment without problems. When the door closed after her she almost fell down in relief. Barely making it to the sleeping room, she threw her rumpled and smelly clothes in a cupboard and took a long purging shower to clean herself off.
Lying in bed she wondered about herself. What was the matter with her? She didn't feel abused, even a little exhilarated. And that cum-swallowing business wasn't so bad after all. Why hadn't she made it with Jeff? Maybe that was one of the reasons why they had broken up. With these ideas she slipped into sleep.

The videos
In her nights strange dreams were torturing Joann. Lying alone under the thin bedcover in her bed she felt like hanging chained to the wall on a huge cross with her legs bound next to her handcuffed wrists and her pussy obscenely thrust forward. The cross stood in the gangway of a strange building with people in long black capes drifting by ignoring her completely. Now and then somebody would stop, open his cape and display a huge stiff prick. Without any preliminaries he would stick it into her open and defenseless cunt and satisfy himself, continuing his conversations while ignoring her pleas. Tears of humiliation streaked down her face. Nevertheless she came several times in her dreams.
Confused she woke up when the alarm went off. Her pussy was dripping wet. For fast relief of her weird dreams she quickly masturbated herself to orgasm using the strange images of her dream.

The first days in office at her new job passed like a rapid-motion film. She quickly learned her duties within the department, more and more efficiently typing and filing the numerous paperwork.
Only Beth puzzled her. She hardly gave anything for her to do, keeping for herself and didn't invite any girl talk. She seemed to like short shirts, displaying beautifully shaped legs and a great figure. All men danced around her, but she wouldn't notice. 'Is she a dyke', Joann asked herself. As far as she was concerned, the attention of the men was ok. She just wanted to wait and see who might be the best partner for a date.

One evening she found some weird looking catalogue in her mailbox. As she opened it was full of offers for porno tapes and related stuff. Was she singled out? Did somebody knew of her adventure some days age? Quickly she checked the other boxes. No, that catalogue was in all of them. Junk mail, ok.

Moving up to her apartment she flicked through. Tapes, books, paraphernalia. Again, it exited her. Her eyes stayed at a page with vibrators and dildo. Now that she saw them she remembered a shop with these things in her neighborhood. Did it come from there? No, the address was just an anonymous mailbox. Still, wasn't that a nice replacement for the void Jeff's prick had left.

Arming herself with some heavy-duty sunglasses she cautiously walked to the shop and entered. Stacks of Tapes, a small section of books and these artificial cocks. Confused, Joann checked the stalls. A black cock shaped like the one her former lover got her interest. Ok, maybe some more stimulation. Superficially she checked the tapes. Big cocks of handsome studs poking into gaping cunts dominated. Randomly she grabbed a tape named "Up, up and away", paid hurriedly and went home with her booty in a nondescript plastic bag.
Relieved that nobody had seen her she dropped into bed and examined her treasure. Well, lets see. First she washed to vibrator carefully and switched it on. Batteries worked fine. Next step. She started the tape and stretched out in bed waiting for the things to happen. 

Quickly a scene in a department store evolved. A fairly nice young salesgirl and a handsome man talked to each other about a new set of jeans. When the man changed the girl followed him into the cabin and the sucking and fucking began. 
The couple tried various positions until he was satisfied orally. The sequence ended with the girl carefully licking off her sperm-coated face.

Though pretty stupid the story had its desired effect of Joann. She felt her clit becoming moist as the video progressed. The urge to touch herself, to masturbate became overwhelming. Pausing briefly she took up the vibrator and switched it on. Slowly she inserted the humming tool into her vagina. Not bad, not baaaadddddd. Yessss. The vibrating prick stretched her cunt wall, stimulating her, moving her on. 
In the meantime the scene had changed. A young skating bitch was seducing her trainer. Just as Joann looked on, the horny young girl was mounting him, sinking his big rod into her shaved cunt. Joann could clearly see how the prick entered and left the girl, drawing some piece of moist flesh with him every time as he reappeared out of her. The moans and the filthy talk of the couple exited her additionally. With both hands she gripped the vibrator, fucking herself in a rapid motion. Very quickly she reached a shattering orgasm, much better than anything she had had with just her fingers.
When she opened her eyes she saw the large looming cock emptying himself on the face of his young skating pupil.  "Enough for today", Joann mumbled as she switched off the recorder.


Two weeks had passed since she had found the right tool for her relief. In the meantime she had added another two videos to the first one. One was just straight sex in various surroundings, but the other was of a more kinky nature. She had chosen it out of curiosity since in showed images derived from that strange dream that kept coming up from time to time.
Story was that it was a 'documentary' of an army training camp that prepared female solders for the ordeals of a POW. Lots of horny men in army fatigues screaming at the helpless women prisoners who were handcuffed or tied to the walls or on specially devised racks. Obviously the women seemed to love being in the camp. As soon as the handsome solders put their always raging cocks into their undefended pussies the helpless girls cheered them on with filthy talk and orgiastic screams. Joann was strangely aroused by the film. 
One of the most stimulating scenes in the video was the escape of two women from the camp. Barely clothed they kept on running through the jungle, at one time consoling each other in a lesbian sixty-nine, only to be chased down, tied to the trees and subjected to some really brutal gang bangs. The pictures of the women lying tied and spread-eagled on a meadow, surrounded by naked solders with big hard cocks, suspended between trees, their cunts mercilessly reamed by pistoning pricks or kneeling with immobilized faces satisfying orally the lust of unseen males, the slurping noises the poor victims made when swallowing the endless streams of cum, their open cunts presented to the camera, all this made Joann come many times. She continued to ask herself, why she was so drawn to this stuff, but she kept on using her black friend while watching and listening to the screams.
Another favorite was the cruel initiation rite with which newcomers eager to learn the art of surviving in such a hostile environment were subjected to. First they had to strip down before the whole jeering camp. After that already terrifying ordeal in which the first rookies broke down and wanted to leave (to no avail), they were handcuffed, blindfolded and made to kneel in a row over a fallen tree. Then all solders walked by and gave every girl a thorough fucking. After this initial ritual a degrading discussion about the bodily advantages and disadvantages of the keeling and subdued girls ensued. After the sadistic soldiers had recovered, all the women had to suck off the seemingly inexhaustible pricks. They took the heads of the blindfolded and helpless female soldiers and used their mouths as if they were dolls, rocking them back and forth and shooting off their loads on the women's faces and deep into their throats. With their bound hands and blindfolds the whimpering and crying girls were completely at the mercy of the guards.

Discoveries
Overall Joann felt quite satisfied with her sex life as a single, even though now and then she continued to have fantasies about Jeff, her former boy friend and his beautiful cock. But he as a person slowly faded away.

One day into her second week at the new job an unforeseeable event added further spice to her sexual imaginations. One of her routine tasks was to pick up the mail in the mail room and distribute it to the boxes. Just as she was checking the addresses a rhythmic slapping and some subdued moans coming reached her ears. The noise seemed to come from the other room. Silently she tiptoed over to the little window giving a view into the next room.
The view was breathtaking. Wendy, an assistant in the finance department, was lying with her back on the table of the empty room, her legs held up by Conrad, a young and good looking finance exec. Her panties were lying on the floor, while her dress had ridden up to her waist. Her ample breasts were swaying under the thrusts of young half naked Conrad, fucking his strong prick with long steady strokes into her gleaming pussy. From that window Joann had a nice view of the thick prick sliding into the willing pussy, accompanied by the low yet high-pitched "yes, yes, yes" of Wendy. Both seemed to enjoy their secret lovemaking. After a few moments Conrad whispered in a suppressed voice: "Come on, baby, I can't hold any longer, come, come, come, come, come, come, COME, CUUUMMMMMMMM!". His whole body stiffened as he shot four to five loads into her waiting pussy. "NOO!", wailed Wendy, "dam you, wait." With these words she reached down and started to rub her moist clit furiously. "Keep it in, please, keep your lovely hard, stiff cock inside me, I need it sooo much, yes, yes, yesssss!" With these words her body reared up in orgiastic relief, her eyes and mouth wide open while her hands worked furiously on her love bud.
Before the two lovebirds could discover her Joann silently withdrew, picking up her mail and leaving the room. Her whole crotch was drenched in her juices.
When she saw Wendy later on Joann did not discover any treacherous marks on the event. "Really pro", she thought.


After that event she kept her eyes open for more office sex going on. Small signs of secret bondage soon came to her attention sharpened by her solitude. Eyes holding contact longer than necessary, couples flocking together. Out of curiosity she slowly and silently walked down the gangway, listening for any treacherous noises behind the closed doors. Now and then, especially during the late hours, she could her groans and little screams coming out of the offices. Especially the small mail room was one of the most favorite spots for any eager couples. 

In there she had one of the biggest surprises since working in the company. Mrs. Grimes, the forty-five year old chief secretary of the CEO was giving an expert blow job to John Andrews, CFO. It was a truly breathtaking view. Mrs. Grimes was squatting on the floor while Mr. Andrews, whom Joann only knew as a most distinguished and aristocratic gentlemen, was standing in front of her with his fly open and his handsome prick aggressively looking out. Mrs. Grimes, whom the younger secretaries only referred to as 'the old witch' had her lips tightly wrapped around his penis and was eagerly bobbing her head back and forth. Her spread legs revealed a dark haired cunt that was not covered by any slip. Andrews was talking to the woman below him using a filthy language that Joann never would have expected in such a aristocratic looking officer of the company. "Yes, you bitch, give it to me, suck me off, quicker, go on, move your head, you whore, go, go, go, go. Now show me your tits, I wanna see them, bitch, do it now." Obviously Mrs. Grimes did not object to his word, without stopping her sucking she unbuttoned her blouse, pushed down her bra and let her ample breast spill out. "You got really nice looking milk bags, you know, you dirty whore?" Mrs. Grimes hummed excitedly through her full mouth. "Ok, bitch, today it's your great day again: I'll come directly into your mouth, and you will swallow every sweet drop of mine, you understand?" With these words Mr. Andrews reached down and pinched the erect nipples of her bare breasts, making her groan in anticipation. He grabbed his prick and began to masturbate rapidly into her mouth. After only a few strokes he declared victory by a load long relieving grunt. Mrs. Grimes kept his long red member tightly sealed. Joann could see her swallow several times; obviously enjoying her part. "Nice girl," commended Andrews, withdrawing his rapidly deflating member our of her mouth. ""And tomorrow you'll receive a nice thorough fuck. Six thirty here - without your pants! Clear?" Mrs. Andrews nodded  in agreement. 'What power does he have over her?' Joann asked herself as she silently left her viewpoint. 'She's so different. Maybe she just likes a good fuck? Anyway, I'll take a look tomorrow.' 

The next evening saw Joann working unusually late. Beth gave her some curious look but kept to herself. She was the only one restrained, even al little brusque to her, even though Joann tried her best to establish an good working relationship. All she had learned was that Beth was living alone in a medium apartment on the other side of the bay. No friends, no lovers, she seemed to be dedicated to the job. Joann was puzzled by her ; Beth was a quite good looking woman, good legs, ample breasts, both of which she displayed in a unobtrusive way without hiding them.

At six thirty Joann packed up and left for the elevator. One floor above the mail room she took the stairs down. Carefully she tiptoed to the room and peeked inside. Empty except for the telltale slurping noises of the lover's room. On time. Relieved she picked her way to her observation point and looked through the window.
Old Grimes again was squatting in front of Mr. Andrews sucking him off. Her dark blue shirt was already hunched over her hips displaying her naked crotch with pink cunt lips dividing her neatly trimmed black pussy. So she had obeyed his orders to the letter. One hand was working on Andrews prick while the other was busy preparing herself for the promised penetration. Her closed lips emitted a constant satisfied moan while the fully clothed Andrews drove her on with whispered commands. "That's right, you slut, get him up, he's waiting for you, he's waiting to come into that tight cunt of yours, to rip you apart, to fuck your pussy until he comes out of your mouth. Suck him, cunt, suck him like the good whore you are". With these words he took her by her arms, lifted her up, turned her around and made her bend over the table. "Show me your nice ass; I'm gonna fuck you now as no man has ever done that to you before. Come on, stick out that lovely ass of yours, cunt." The dirty language had the desired effect on the woman. She squirmed, wriggled her ass and moan: "Shut up, you stud, put your fuck tool into my poor little cunt, fuck me, oh fuck me." Without any further preliminaries he shoved his rigid prick into her. Mrs. Grimes was so aroused that with the first shove he entered her fully. As he started to pound her furiously she held on the edges of the table and responded vigorously to his thrusts, accompanied by a constant stream of dirty words: "Fuck, fuck, fuck me, yes, go, go, go, show it to me, you stud, show it to your little cunt, to your whore, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeee." With the last words she stiffened her body and groaned between clenched teeth while Andrews continued to support her climax. 
Joann had already also lifted her shirt, pushed away her panties and was furiously working on her clit matching the speed with the timing of the couple. She was so stimulated she felt her love juice running down her legs. She didn't care, her eyes were glued to the erotic scene.
As Mrs. Grimes lay flat on the table with her eyes closed he stopped and said: "Ok, honey, now for me. You're so wide I need something tighter. I'm gonna fuck your ass."  "What?", she shrieked," you told me you'd never do it again!" With these words she tried to rise, but he held her easily down with one hand. "Shut up, you bitch, you liked it, you just didn't want to admit it. SHUT UP", he growled. With the other hand he took his blood-filled rod out of her bright red cunt and placed it on her puckered brownie. "Stoooooooopppppp it", groaned Mrs. Grimes," pleeeease stooop". Andrews didn't listen. Joann could see how he increased the pressure until the muscle yielded and the tip slowly disappeared in the hole. Mrs. Grimes seemed to rear like a horse about to be broken but was held down by the firm hand placed on her back. "Doooooooooonnnnnnn't, NOOOOO, you're tearing me apart!", she groaned miserably. Andrews didn't listen. Inch for inch of his burning rod pressed inside the unwelcoming hole of the groaning secretary. When he was fully immersed he rested for a moment. "I'm in, you cocksucker, why are you complaining. 'Tisn't that bad." With these words he slowly began to pound her second hole.

Joann watched with wide open eyes. She had never seen a anal rape in real life, only on her video. It seemed to work, yet she had never imagined to use her shit hole as a way for pleasure. Two fingers were deeply buried inside her cunt, pumping furiously.
To her surprise Mrs. Grimes was responding to it. Her groans shifted from a tortured moan to the grunts she had shown when Andres fucked in her natural opening. But too late. Obviously the second hole was tight enough for Andrews' need. With a suppressed  "Yeeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhhh", he shot his load into her bowels and fell exhausted over the prostate woman. After a few moments he groaned, straightened up and left her hole with an audible plop, leaving behind a small trail of his white come.  Carefully he stored his limp cock back into his place and turned to the woman still lying on the table. "Come on, Mary, it wasn't that bad, was it.? Be a nice little girl, I noticed you liked it." Mrs. Grimes slowly lifted herself up and stood with uneasily on quivering legs. Her naked full breasts heaved. "You...you bastard. Ok, I started to like it, but the next time don't be so brutal. I feel  as if I was turned upside down." "Promise, my dear, I'll prepare you next time", Andrews said with a soothing voice, kissing her on the cheek. "Come on, I drive you home." 
Quickly Joann retreated to the back of the room. As she knelt behind some boxes she felt her wet pants cling coldly to her overheated cunt. 'Wow, that was better than any video', she thought. 'I can't wait for home'. As soon as she heard the elevator leave with the two lovebirds she left her cover for her room.

Getting on with the boss
Unobserved she reached her working room. Funny, the lights were still on, Beth's computer was running, but she wasn't there. "Probably in the restroom." Before Beth' return she wanted to leave. Taking a tissue out of her drawer she hurriedly wiped herself clean while listening for Beth return. Instead she heard some familiar sounds. "Yeah, baby, I like it. Go on, go on". She look around. Only the door to Mr. Wills was open. 'What the hell is going on in here? Is everybody in here a sex-crazed maniac?' With these thoughts she tiptoed to the door and opened it carefully.

Beth was kneeling without any bra or blouse between the spread legs of Mr. Willis, carefully and slowly licking his stiff penis.  Joann could believe her eyes. The self-composed Beth, acting like a half starved whore, and the always correct Mr. Willis. 'Is everybody in here just looking forward to fuck each other?` As Joann looked on, Beth continued to manipulate expertly the fuck tool of her boss. Mr. Wills was obviously enjoying her manipulations enormously. "Ohhh, that feels sooooo good, go on, go on."
Joann own pent-up desire broke way. Aroused by her earlier observations, the exciting picture in front of her she opened the door widely, declared brightly, "Hi, there, mind if I join?," went over to the startled couple, knelt down beside Beth, grabbed the ready tool of Mr. Wills and mouthed him deeply. 
The moment she had entered Beth had shrieked like a frightened pig. Immediately she had let go of her work cover herself, while Mr. Wills tried to tried to hide the incriminating part of his body. No chance. Before he had recovered Joann had resumed the tender loving care of her colleague. 
Joann worked on her bosses prick like she was starving. Her manipulations quickly overcame Mike Wills reservations and he completely gave in the quite pleasant felling form his most sensitive organ. "I didn't know you were soo hot, Joann. Good, gooood, you're a real expert". 
Taking out the love rod for a moment Joann turned to Beth: "Why don't you join, Beth? There's enough left for the two of us." With these words she offered the stiff rod to her. With a curious look Beth took the offered piece and continued her work.
With such an erotic view just inches before her eyes Joann decided to observe the dress code. Stepping out of her panties she offered an astonishing view of her nice cleavage to the bulging eyes of her boss. Slowly like a pro stripper she hunched up her short shirt displaying her dark blond bush to his eyes before she unbuttoned her blouse, staying only in her stockings. 
"Please, I'm so horny, I need a good ride." With these words she gently pushed aside Beth, turned and lowered herself onto the straining stiff fuck rod of Mike. "OOOOOHHHHHHH, I need this soooo much," she groaned. Her prepared cunt eagerly accepted the invader until he couldn't go any more. Joann just sat still and enjoyed. How long hadn't she have a hot male prick inside her cunt. No comparison to her humming cold black friend at home. This was real quivering male flesh ready to pound her, to ream her cunt, to stimulate her tube and to unload into her hungry tomb. Slowly she began to hump him, riding him gently before the curious eyes of Beth. Happily she closed her eyes, just enjoying the feeling of the fulfilling prick in her and the guiding hands of Mike on her waist. 
Suddenly a something moist and wet touched her exposed clitoris. Joann opened her eyes. She didn't believe what she saw. Beth was keeling in front of her, licking on her clit. How could she? Up 'till now she had only seen lesbos on video, and she hadn't particularly cared. Yet this feeling of double stimulation was extremely good. Inside and outside. "Oh god Beth, that is incredible! That feels so goood!"
Joann rode faster, only thinking of her own pleasure, her own orgasm. Her groans became loader and loader until with a long shrieking scream the pent-up relief came which she had longed for the whole evening. Completely exhausted she sank back into the arms of Mike who held her tight even though she didn't realize. He slowly lifted her up from his still stiff prick and carried her over to his couch. "Wow, that was exciting. She must be completely starved. Now, how are you going  to relieve me from this experience?", he asked his long- time lover. Without a word but with a mischievous smile she turned over to his desk and presented him her nicely shaped behind. "If you care for some nice hard fucking please be my guest." Without any further invitation he quickly relieved himself into the willing woman, completely spilling his load.

In the meantime Joann had recovered and watched the spectacle. The second time today for this position, even though she didn't say a word. She just loved watching the pornographic view of the stiff prick disappearing into that tight cunt, hearing the slapping noises as the two hot bodies clashed and the soft groaning of the couple. 
When Mike finally withdrew from the body of Beth they both stood up and looked at their sitting colleague.
"So you are one horny bitch", stated Beth. 
"Do you always come in and fuck the next best cock?", grinned Mike. 
"Well, know, sorry, I don't know what's the matter with me...I suppose it just happened", stammered a confused Joann. "But .. I mean ... didn't you enjoy it?" "Sure I did, you only took away the pleasure from Beth. How do you want to make up for it?" 
"Oh, I know something", exclaimed Beth. She walked over to the confused girl, gently stretched her out on the couch, straddled her between her legs and commanded: "Suck me off!".

Joann had never seen a cunt that close. The lips framed by black bushy hair were enlarged and red from all the recent fucking. White come was slowly trickling out of the slightly open hole. Hesitatingly Joann extended her tongue and tasted the fluid. Salty with some odd spicy flavor. Again she licked the clit, this time higher up where the clitoris was proudly sticking out. She heard an excited squeal from Beth. Encouraged she licked again. And again. The tasty spice obviously came from Beth. 'OK', thought Joann,' why not.' Rhythmically she began to move her tongue up and down the smelly opening, sometimes exploring the inner walls of Beth' tube, sometimes sucking at her clitoris, just like she would have wished it on her own pussy.
For Mike it was the fulfillment of a dream. Two horny bisexual secretaries at his disposal, giving him the pleasure of any fuck he wants and any spectacle he wants to watch. His once limb prick had again come back to life, hearing the orgiastic moans of his first assistant and having the unrestricted view on the beautiful cunt between the widely spread legs of his second assistant. 
Carefully he moved forward, knelt between these long legs and looked closely on the fleshy lips and the aroused labia. Perfect. Tenderly he touched the lips with his tongue. He heard a surprised gasp and the urgent plea of Beth: "Don't stop, don't stop, please, I'm almost there!". Slowly he continued his administrations, slowly stroking his cock, until Beth proclaimed her orgasm, wildly riding on the face of her colleague, covering her with her shiny love juice.

"What an orgasm", Beth announced with a weak voice after she recovered. 

"Well, ladies, if you are all satisfied I would like to invite you to a nice evening candlelight dinner to celebrate our new union", declared Mike. " Eh, what union?", asked Joann, puzzled. "The sexual union of Aces Inc", proclaimed Mike.

A threesome at home
In the restaurant the three caused quite some attention. Mike was the center of open envy - two gorgeous women with short yet decent dresses displaying their bodily advantages and chatting happily with the obvious owner of the harem - ever man's dream come true.
After dinner the three proceeded to Mike's bachelor apartment. It was a nice spacious apartment near Golden Gate Park with a nice view to the beach and the Pacific. All were in high spirits due to the excellent Mondavi that was offered in the restaurant. First they all stripped - even Joann showed no hesitation - and had a healthy bath in Mike's whirlpool. Beth must have been here on a lot of occasions. 
They soaped each other down, naturally giving special attention to the usually less accessible parts of the bodies. Joann got used touching and soaping down Beth's body and crotch, especially after the other two teased her about her lack of inhibition. After some groping and caressing Beth proposed to Joann 'to overcome her last problems ' by eating her out. For that Beth lay down on the border of the whirlpool, spreading her legs and caressing her clit to facilitate Joann's decision. With little timidity Joann knelt down in the warm water and slowly started to lick Beth's cunt, just as she had done before. Beth only held back very briefly until she came violently, bucking and rearing madly under Joann's oral administrations.

Meanwhile Mike, well relaxed and refreshed, had brought himself to attention, easily helped by the view of his two gorgeous companions playing with themselves.

As Beth rested in the lukewarm water Mike let his rod slowly grow out of the water like the periscope of a submarine, grinning invitingly at Joann. "How about a comparison?", he teased her along. No problem. Her difficulties with Jeff on oral sex seemed long gone. Joann moved over to keel in the warm water between Mike's open legs, grabbed each knee and lowered slowly her mouth onto the hard and pulsating cock. She let it slip in until it hit the back of her mouth. Slowly she retracted again, and licked carefully first the mushroom-like head and then the soft underside of the hard rod. Carefully nibbling at his sperm-filled balls, dragging them into her mouth one after the other, she slowly returned to his shaft, working her way up and sucking him in again without ever using her hands. "This girl is a natural", groaned Mike, unable to come yet greatly aroused by that incredible look below him. "Please, finish me off, that's pure torture, I can't stand it, please, pleeeeaaaasssseee!" Unperturbed Joann continued her administrations, slowly moving her head up and down his quivering member, gently sucking him in, until she felt with his movements that he was nearing the end. She increased her speed slowly, until she felt the head grow in size and jet after jet of warm male liquid hit the room of her mouth. She let part of it dribble out of her mouth, swallowing the rest. Holding him in her mouth until she felt him deflate, Joann teasingly said: "You're not letting me down; I won't allow it." With these words she started to rub his limb prick slowly, flicking her tongue over his exposed head. "This girl is incredible", gasped Mike. "Better than me?", asked Beth with a slightly envious tone in her voice. "Darling, you are at least equal", answered Mike, not wishing to antagonize any of his playmates. Due to her administrations Mike's best part had already halfway recovered. "Let's move on", declared Mike, getting out of the bath. 
After everybody had dried him- or herself with Joann giving special attention that her plaything didn't loose his standing they all threw themselves onto the king-size bed.

"I think we have to initiate our new member", declared Mike. "We're gonna spoil you a little bit. How about that? You just lay down and enjoy." With these words he made Joann lie on her back with her long legs spread pleasantly. 
Mike immediately started to kiss her mouth, then tenderly working his way down to her toes, only pausing briefly to give adequate attention to her nipples. From her toes her slowly work himself up to her most sensitive spot, gently kissing the small hidden love bud between her cunt lip. Joann moaned, opening her legs wide, while Beth started to caress and kiss her breast and nipples. Mike continued to kiss her clit, moving up and down, until he began to carefully open her lips with his tongue. Joann moaned loader as Mike felt her love juices to flow. Slowly her cunt opened to his prodding oral manipulations. Before log Joann had a wonderful orgasm from the soft and tender manipulations of these two experienced operators. 
As she fell back relaxing the other two members started a furious 69 triggered by the erotic view of Joann orgiastic performance. They also came rapidly into each others mouths.

"Uhoh," declared Mike, "if that continues I have to call in sick tomorrow. I won't be able to stand up for one day. Time out now, but I have an idea. I received the third sequel of `The Pyramid' yesterday. Let's just relax and watch".

As the film story evolved their sexual vigor resurged. Breasts were fondled, nipples stimulated, Beth' hand crept up to Joann's cunt and slowly caressed her clit until Joann's cut responded and Beth could insert first one, then two fingers. Meanwhile Joann was not lazy; she lowered her head to Mike's crotch and began to lick his limp dick. 
The dual stimulation, the visual and the sensual, had the desired effect. Mike's best part slowly rose to full dominance in the moist oral cavity of Joann.

Just then a palace girl on the video was fucked into her ass. "Tell me, Joann, have you ever been fucked like that?", asked Mike. Joann looked up and blushed. "Uh, no..... I'm not sure I  would like it. It's so ... strange.." "Well, if you have never experienced it, you don't know. You should try it, Mike has introduced myself into ass-fucking. It completely different. Give it a try", Beth urged on the reluctant girl. 
Under the persuasions of the two experienced seducers Joann gave in. "Ok, what do I have to do?", she asked in a small voice. "Nothing, just get on all fours and relax. I'll do the rest", Mike reassured her. Out of a cupboard her too a jar of Vaseline and prepared his dick. Then he moved behind the kneeling Joann and asked:" Ready, my dear?" "Yes", Joann pressed out. "Relax!", Beth said in a soothing voice. "Don't press". 
Joann tried to follow their advice as she felt the tip of Mike's toll pressing against her shit hole. In  an effort she tried to open it and then suddenly the head of Mike's cock abruptly slipped past her sphincter and an inch of thick meat was inside Diane. 
"Uhhnnnn! ... Uhhnnnn! ... Uhhnnnn! ... Uhhnnnn! ... Uhhnnnn! ...." Joann grunted at each of Mike's thrusts ... and with each thrust another half inch of his length sank into her spasming bowels. There he paused to let Joann get used to the feeling. "Well, how are you feeling?, asked Mike. "Not bad", came the suppressed answer. Slowly Mike began to fuck the young girl. Joann started to moan softly as the pleasure grew. To help her Beth slipped a hand between her legs and stimulated her clit. As Joann started to respond to the fucking Mike increased his speed. Joann's groans developed a more and more orgiastic tone until she was coming with an load vibrating scream lasting for several seconds. This also drove Mike beyond the point of no return, and he shot the rest of his saved come into her bowels. After that they both fell over each other exhausted. "Not bad", whispered Joann, "we have to repeat that", before she slipped into an peaceful sleep.

Only Beth was left. She looked at the sleeping couple, shrugged and said to herself: 'up to me now'.
Lying down comfortably she watched the rest of the video, using one of the marvelous fuck scenes to bring herself to final orgasm.


Next morning the alarm went off at Mike's bed. Joann opened her eyes. First thing she saw was Beth cut covered with her dried juices and Mike's come. Memories of the evening came back and a new sexual drive filled her. Carefully and slowly she began to clean the hairy crotch of Beth, savoring the unique taste of male and female odors. From way above she heard a long satisfied "mmmmmmmmhhhhh". Looking up she saw Beth' mouth glued to Mike's in a long and deep kiss. The she broke up and said: "It's lovely, but we need to change and do to work." 
Reluctantly Joann stopped. They all took a quick shower, dressed and were driven home by Mike for a quick change.

As Joann stood before her mirror deciding what to wear today she sized up her naked body. No signs of wear and tear, just rosy and firm looking flesh. "All right, here we go", she declared optimistically.
Choosing a white wide skirt, matching white stockings and a almost nonexistent tanga below the shirt together with a deep cut blouse she was ready for some office action.


In the office
As she entered her office Beth was already there. She greeted her with a friendly smile and said: "What a night. Something to repeat." "Glad to," replied Joann eagerly.
"Now we have to set some rules, rules, which Mike and I have agreed some time ago. There's a difference between work and pleasure. Work first. If however there is an occasion to have a nice workout in between, no problem. With you on the boat we should have less problems. One could guard to other two. And us two girls will certainly agree on the schedule, provided our beloved tool can be rejuvenated quickly enough. Too bad for him", she giggled. "Fine with me", agrees Joann. The rules seemed fair.

The office routine took over. In the afternoon however Beth declared a one hour break between two meetings for Mike. Since Joann was the newcomer she got her first chance.
Before she left she quickly took off her small tanga. Walking into his office she closed the door behind her, just walked up to his desk, lifted her long skirt over her head and said in a husky voice: " You see anything you like, Sir?"

For a moment she couldn't hear anything. Then she heard him get up and walk around his desk. She felt lifted up and pushed onto his desk, her shirt still over her head. She heard him unzip his fly. He took her legs, placed them on his shoulders and inserted an remarkably stiff  prick into her cunt. He slid easily in and began to fuck her with steady hard strokes. The whole scene was terribly exciting for Joann, seeing nothing but the white fabric before her eyes but feeling that hard rod reaming in and out of her fuck hole. God, how good that felt. His prick stretched her vagina with every stroke, building up delicious pressure until she came violently, clamping her cuntal muscles around his dick. That feeling triggered Mike's orgasm, shooting load after load into her waiting  womb.

Afterwards Mike slowly took the shirt off her face and kissed her gently. "Thank you, you are so sexy", he whispered.

Closing his fly, he went back to his chair and said: " Please tell Beth I'll need some time." "Yessir", she said, curtseying.
Beth grinned when she heard the message. "Careful, leave something for me."

Later the evening Mike left the room. "Sorry, girls, just received a call from Joe Cassavat. Got to see him this evening. See you tomorrow." With these words he hurried out of the room

Beth and Joann look at each other. "Ok, I'll get a full night's sleep for a change". "Right, but maybe we see some action in the mailroom first," suggested Joann. "What mailroom? What do you know about the mailroom!", Beth asked surprised. "Come on, you know that everybody here uses it for a quickie. Don't you?" "Mike and I used it for some time, but we discovered that there were other people, so it became too dangerous. How do you know?"
"Well", giggled Joann and told her of her spying on Mrs. Grimes and Mr. Andrews. "The old bitch! I don't believe it! She's always acting so moral and arrogant." "You should have seen her, how she reacted when he called her bitch and slut. As if she was in a porn flick. Let's wait, maybe this evening they'll be in again."

At six o'clock the two conspirators walked down the stairs. Before entering the door to the mailroom they listened. Nothing. Silently Joann opened the door. Now they could hear a the telltale slapping noises of some heavy fucking. Without shoes to avoid any noises they tiptoed to the small window.

Again Mrs. Grimes and Mr. Andrews. These two lovebirds really seemed desperate. Oblivious of their surroundings Mrs. Grimes was riding the rigid fat cock of Andrews. Her big boobs were dancing up and down. The  crotch had been shaven recently so the two voyeur could clearly see the gleaming shaft vanish in her hungry hole. The slapping noise of the two bodies clashing together mixed with the slow groans of the woman. Andrews had his hands around her waist to guide her along as he constantly whispered  a stream of filthy language to drive her on: "Move your body, you dirty slut, make me come with your wonderful hungry slit.". After a few moments the whispers became a groan as he came. Joann and Beth could see white foam bubbling out of Mrs. Grimes cunt flowing down his shaft.
Joann touched Beth and motioned her top go. 
As they were in the elevator to their room Beth breathed heavily. "Oh, that has made me soooo horny." She pushed the equally aroused Joann against the walls and began to rub her clit the flimsy panties, covering her hands with Joann's love juice. When the doors opened she simply took the hand of Joann, dragged her over the deserted aisle to the room of Mike, where they hurriedly stepped out of her pants and avidly licked each other to orgasm in a hot lesbian 69.

The next days passed like a whirlwind. Joann discovered nymphomaniac streaks in her psyche. A day without a good fuck was a bad day, which even her black friend could not overcome. 
For reasons of security they never undressed, but humped or sucked with all clothes on, while Joann took special care not to leave any treacherous signs. This involved a lot of cum-drinking on her part. In a way she began to crave for the viscous white male fluids in her fantasies, especially after her army camp video she began to dream about being tied to a wall and subjected to innumerable hard male cocks spewing endless streams of white cream out of their tiny holes into her greedy mouth while another prisoner was licking her off to orgasm. Sometimes she wondered that her neighbors would not complain about her load orgiastic screams.

The club
Two weeks after their relationship started Mike remarked as they both reorganized themselves to a socially acceptable status after another mutually satisfying reunion: "Joann, I would like to introduce you to an interesting club, actually a swinger's club. A friend of mine is a member there. He and his wife sometimes invite me to it, and I would like to go there with you and Beth. She has already agreed. Are you interested?" "Sure?", Joann asked, still the delicious taste of his salty love juice in her mouth, "sure, glad to." " Okay, but first you need to have a clean health record. There are a couple of doctors affiliated to the club. I'll give you an address.  He'll make a couple of test, against HIV and so on. They are mandatory, safety, you understand. In a few days you'd have the results."
When Joann mentioned it to Beth, the brunette girl nodded. "I've been there already a couple of times. It's fun, and they really take care of any infections. You'll have to present a one week old certificate to be accepted, but it's worth it."

As soon as Joann had the results she informed Mike and Beth. 
"Great, how about this evening. I'll call Bill, he and Wilma are always glad to see new people." "What do you mean, see?", giggled Joann. "Wait and see. Best thing would be a nice bikini with an easy dress. Don't worry about valuables, they only invite wealthy people. Very casual, really. I'll pick you up at eight."

 As Joann entered Mike's sedan in a short one-piece with her string bikini underneath. Beth and the couple were already waiting. Bill was a good looking man of about thirty while Wilma displayed a small looking breast in an halfway open blouse combined with long raven-black hair. After introductions Bill gave her an appreciating look and said. "Where does Mike always get these centerfolds. You absolutely stunning, my dear."

The club was located in a nondescript backyard without any signs. Once they entered the door cozy and expensive looking atmosphere welcomed them. After presenting their certificates Mike showed Joann the locker's room. To her surprise a couple was already into heavy fucking. A girl dressed as a cheerleader but without any panties was lying on her back, her legs in the air held by a balding older man screwing her with fast deep strokes. Her dark pubic hair was wet of perspiration and she accompanied each stroke with a high-pitched "Yess". 
Joann couldn't talked her eyes of the couple as she locked away her dress. "Got to be desperate," remarked Bill. "So are you," said Wilma, observing his already growing bulge between his legs. Without inhibition she inserted her hands into his short swimming trunks, took out his visibly growing cock and started to stroke it. "You wanna try it?", asked Mike grinning, following Joann's astonished look. "Well, no...later maybe," stammered a surprised and blushing Joann. "Our virgin needs some introduction," observed Beth, "let's go in." "But I like to have the first shot," claimed Bill. "Okay with me," said the overwhelmed Joann. "Ok, let me show you around," offered Bill.

The club was populated by people dressed in bikinis or swimming trunks up to nothing at all. Joann noticed all ages from barely twenty up to early fifties. 
First they went to the bar to have a welcome drink. Next to it there was a stage with some hardly dressed ladies gyrating like pro dancers. "All members showing off", explained Mike. At the edge a stunningly beautiful blonde was thoroughly fucked by a muscular man. She was groaning silently as the thick prick was moving in and out of her. Her cunt was shaved and clearly visible as she had one leg flung over the stage for easier penetration.
The other guest were either more interested in their partners or watching for extra stimulus. "I couldn't do that, in front of other people" Joann whispered in Beth' ear. "Just wait," came the reply, "you'll loose your inhibitions in here."

Joann watched with wide eyes as a middle-aged woman sitting naked in one of  the deep fauteuils stopped a man passing her with a semi rigid cock. She just took his limp tool into her mouth and began to suck. The man just held still and closed his eyes. The effect was immediate, as the prick began to grow and fill up with excited blood. The woman obviously was loving her administrations; Joann could see how she was stimulating her clit. Now she inserted two fingers into her hole, which was glistening with her come. Suddenly the man's body stiffened and he started to move his tool in and out of the greedy mouth, obviously climaxing, although no sound came from his lips. The woman held still, repeatedly swallowing and clearly enjoying her meal. When the man had finished, he briefly kissed the mouth of his partner and went on as if nothing had happened.
This casual sex aroused Joann. "This bar is making me horny," she whispered to Beth. "Can we move around?" "Sure. Come on, Bill, Joann wants to see more."

They moved down a gangway with several doors. Passing men looked appreciating at Joann and Beth, invitingly smiling at them. Though Joann smiled back insecurely, none of the men made a pass. This seemed to be on of the rules of the club.
The doors had signs like 'Group 1, Group 2' and so on, altogether 5. Explicit moans and cries came through the doors. "In these room couples can go in to have fun, either alone or with others or just watching other doing it.", explained Mike. "However, singles are not welcome, they can go to the Exhibit rooms down there for some voyeurism.". They came up to a stair and two doors with lesbian and gay signs. "Self explanatory", remarked Wilma.
They followed Bill upstairs where three doors were marked "Holy Holy", the two outer doors with male and the inner door with a female sign. "What's that?", asked Joann. "Now that's something special," said Mike, "if you want to have anonymous save sex that's the place to be. Wilma, show her the room. Meet you in a second." And he opened the 'female' door to let the women get in.

It was a strange room, with holes on all three sides in the height of the crotch. Two women were inside, one was kneeling in front of a hole, sucking on a stiff penis emerging through the hole. The other women was facing them, moving rhythmically back and forth. As the women walked around, Joann could see that she was fucking an anonymous long cock coming out of the wall. Exciting! Pure sex, like with her black friend, except that this was real male flesh, warm, and eager to fuck and come! Just as she looked two more cocks appeared. "Here they come", giggled Wilma. "Come on girls, I know them already". 
Joann didn't hesitate. Discarding her bikini, she knelt on the padded floor before on of these wonderful tools - right now she didn't care who he was - and carefully kissed him, first, on the sensitive tip, then down his shaft to his big balls. T'wasn't Mike, so it must be Bill. During her small kisses the cock jumped as if he received electric shocks. An audible groan came through the hole. To relieve his tensions Joann finally closed her lips around the shaft and began to pump him slowly. As the groan became more and more excited, Joann decided that she wanted to feel that wonderful instrument inside her.
 As she left him, the women next to her was climaxing, with her head thrown up and her eyes wide open, loudly proclaiming her orgasm while she furiously pumped the impaled rod. Her big tits were swinging like undersized bells back and forth.
Joann got down on all fours and slowly impaled herself on the impatient prick. As she was pressing herself against the wall, the  thick cock started to piston in and out of her cunt, sending excited signals through her body.
Before her eyes another thrilling view developed. Beth was kneeling in front of a pale white cock, sucking on it, as Wilma assisted her by masturbating the big cock.  As Joann looked on, the cock began to spurt thick streams of white sperm on the face and into the wide open mouth of Beth. Beth was trying to capture each drop like a starving lizard.
This view drove Joann over the edge. Crying out load, "Yyyyyeeeeeaaaahhhhhh", her cuntal muscles tightly gripped the captured penis, enticing them to spew his load into the waiting opening. Spurt after spurt filled her cunt until Joann dropped down exhausted, white fluid dripping down her legs. 
When Beth and Wilma came over to help her up, Joann said in a weak voice. "Sorry, couldn't hold back." "Don't apologize, that's what it's all about", Wilma calmed her. Getting her into an upright position Wilma let her lean against the wall. "Open your legs, darling", she commanded. Then she got between Joann's legs and sucked off the tired girl, licking off the salty milk dropping out of her still open cunt. "Too god to throw away", she commented as she wiped off her mouth.

As the girls left the room, the two men were already waiting. "Thanks for the fun. Who was it, by the way?", grinned Bill. "That's one thing you'll never know", said Wilma. "Hope you liked it. " "You bet," Mike said with a big smile, "how about you, Joann?" "Oh, it was just great", Joann replied, "I have to do it again real soon".
The group moved on another door with the sign 'Off limits'. "Now what's this", asked Joann, "Private?". "Sort of", answered Bill "let's get in."

The room was similar to the one before, with a transparent wall separating the room. Into the wall various holes were cut, whose function two couples were just showing. One man had his arms put through on hole, fondling his partner and frigging her clit. The other man had pushed his head through a lower hole and was licking off the black pussy of a brown-haired woman who was holding fast to the wall. Both women were filling the room with their moans. 
"Teasing is allowed, groping, everything. You can drive a man crazy with not allowing him his desires", explained Wilma. "Sounds good to me", Joann laughed. "Hear, hear," said Mike," don't get ideas. "

They passed two doors with the sign 'Games'. Bill studied the billboards. "Sorry, no games today. But in two days there is going to be one of the more exciting games, very anonymous fucking. Interested?" "Sure". "Yeah", the other agreed. 
Bill signed them in and said: "Ok, in two days here".  "What are the rules?", asked Joann curiously. "Just wait, but you'll love it", Bill told her to wait.

At the end of the way Joann could already her the slapping of water. "Ok, some refreshment", said Bill as he opened the door to a nice swimming pool with fountains and a small waterfall. "Rule is that you have to shower first before you go into the pool. And the men are not allowed to come in the water - unless it is swallowed immediately", he added mischievously. "Now what do you mean with that?", Beth asked with innocent eyes. "Are you hinting at something?", she asked. "Well, 'd be glad to show you", Bill grinned.

After the shower the group got together in the warm water, frolicking and groping each other. While Wilma was occupied with Mike's needs, the three remaining members had a workout with each other. The warm water and the erotic atmosphere rapidly rejuvenated their spent members and let their most valuable members grow to old glory. 
As Wilma decided that Mikes cock  was adequate for her needs she got to the side of the pool and invitingly presented him her back. Mike didn't wait for a second and pierced her open and gleaming slit in one shove. Then he began to work on her with long slow strokes, as Wilma's groans were heard throughout the room. "Don't forget to come in my mouth!", she managed to say between her groans.
The other three went into a nice position in one of the deck chairs, with Beth riding the erect cock of Bill while Joann was standing over him to receive a thorough tongue wash of her slit. A few chairs away a large-breasted red was equally riding joyously the prick of her partner, her breast jiggling with her movements. 

As the men spent themselves into the women - Mike obediently asked Wilma to turn around and receive his load to avoid environmental pollution - Joann noticed the televisions hanging around, showing couples and groups in action. "What are they doing?", she pointed a the screens. "There you see what's going on in the voyeur's room. Wanna join?", Bill asked. "Maybe later," Joann replied," now I'm thirsty". And she began to put on her bikini. "Are you sure you want to put that on? You look great without", Mike remarked. "Wait some time, I'm not ready yet", Joann agreed reluctantly.

As they went down the stairs Joann noticed a small way on the right. "What's in here?", she asked curiously. For the first time Bill hesitated. "Well, that's the way to some games you may not like. Let's leave that for later".
"What's the matter. I don't need any protection. Tell me about it!", Joann begged. "Well, you know about S'nM games, Joann?" "Sure, just haven't seen them before", Joann lied, thinking of the hours before the video. "Let's take a look after the drink," suggested Beth. "I think our little Joann isn't that sensitive.".

The situation in the bar had changed. Gone were the gorgeous blonde fucking that muscular stud, gone was the woman with an penchant for fresh sperm.
Instead a woman of about 30 years was lying on a small bench servicing four men at the same time. One had his cock buried in her cunt, one was satisfied orally while the other two received a hand service by the brunette. As they looked on the four men changed position to sample all the bodily charms of the woman.

"Well, how do you like the club", Bill asked as they sat down at the bar. The moans and the slapping of clashing bodies gave an eerie atmosphere. "Quite well, but I am still curious about the rest", Joann replied. "Don't worry, You'll see it. By the way, satisfy my curiosity, how did you get to know each other?, Wilma asked.
Joann had a feeling as if the worlds had turned upside down. A conversation ensued which was as if they were all sitting well dressed in a good restaurant. Yet she was sitting half naked at a bar, with Bill and Wilma completely naked, their pink cunt lips showing between their bushy pussies, and the men in trunks barely covering their private parts. As the conversation ensued, Mike, who was sitting behind her, casually slipped an arm around her waist and began to fondle her tits and play with her nipples. 
In the meantime the group on the platform had reached the final stages. The men one after the other were unloading into or onto the lying woman with audible gasps. The woman had turned into such a sexual frenzy that she continued to lick the sperm off her hands and face.
Sporadic applause came from the people sitting at the bar on the seats as the group left the platform.
"How 're you feeling of a performance of the two of us", Mike whispered in Joann's ear. She blushed heavily and said:" Please, not yet, later maybe.." 
"Well, it's too early for our rookie, but I feel like a little exhibitionism. Wanna come over?", Beth cried teasingly.
"Glad to", replied Mike, slid from his bar chair and walked over to Beth. The lusty blonde lay face down over her chair. 
Mike squatted behind her and gave her a through tongue service to prepare her for his penetration. His own cock was already looking of his pants out like a brash mushroom. To encourage him further Mike lowered his pants and began to stroke him slowly.
After a few moments Beth began to groan audibly. "Come on, stick it in, I'm ready, don't wait....STICK IT IN!!"
Mike obeyed immediately, Standing up he directed his stiff dick at her open cunt lips and shoved slowly. Without resistance his blood-filled thick rod slid into Beth' waiting hole. "Mmmmmmmmhhhhhh", Beth moaned happily. As Mike had fully buried his cock in her pussy, he withdrew, gripped her waist and began to pound her with steady strokes. Beth first moaned, then whined audibly until finally her climax gripped her and she screamed: "Yyyyyeeeeessssssss, ah ah ah ah aammmmm coooooommmmmmmmiiinnnggggggggggggg ooohhhhhhh." This also triggered Mike into his orgasm, shooting load after load into her spasming fuck tube.
"Uh, that was good", Beth breathed as she recovered. "I needed that". "Sounds like the others liked it, too", Wilma remarked dryly as she pointed to the small crowd of onlookers. One couple had become so excited that they started to enjoy themselves in a similar fashion. A elderly woman was sitting on the stiff prick of her mate, watching the show and slowly rocking her lower body to satisfy herself.

"Ok, what's next", asked Beth as the took a paper napkin to clean her dripping cunt. "Shall we move on?", Bill asked, " we have to show our Joann the last dungeons of this place." "Don't scare her off, he's always a nasty teaser", Wilma told Joann as they move to the small corridor near the stairs.

Right at the entry to the corridor a small alcove turned up on the left. A cross with cuffs attached to it was fixed to the wall. "Hey, that's something interesting", remarked Wilma as she saw Joann's look, "you should try it once, it's fun. You get handcuffed to it, with your hands up and your feet next to your hands. This way your pussy is stretched forward and you can be fucked by anybody passing by." "What, anybody?", exclaimed Joann. "Sure, nobody is hurting you. It's pure sex. Even two women came up and masturbated me with vibrators. I don't remember how often I had come. Bill had to carry me to the car, I was so tired afterwards." "Sure was interesting. I had fucked her myself two times, it was heaven. Really, try it out." 
With these words he moved on to a door signed 'Water Sports'. "What's this?", Joann wondered, "water ski?". "No", answered Wilma, "it's something Bill and I are not into, but maybe you'll like it. Basically, if you like to pee at people or if you like what's called 'Golden Showers', that's what it's about." "Yuck", said Joann, remembering the pictures on the videos in the shop, "sure it's nothing for me." "Well, some like it, and that's the place for them."

Finally they came to a door "S&M". "Now, I presume you know about that?" "Heard about it", was the curt yet quite revealing answer. Beth and Mike glanced at each other and grinned.
Bill opened the door. Various apparatus were distributed around the room and at the walls. Cages at the walls, chains hanging down the and from the walls, stretch banks and other machinery could be observed. 
In one corner a tied up man was kneeling while a woman clad in black leather was abusing him. In the other corner a woman was strapped to a chair while another woman was carefully slapping her with a leather whip. Joann could see that she was only weakly hitting the bound woman.

Then she discovered a group of about five men gathered around a table. Curiously she closed in.
On the table two women were lying face down on two benches, their hands and legs secured to the bench by wrist cuffs. They both were blindfolded. One man was just fucking one of the bound girls, a slim attractive dark blonde, while another was just introducing himself into the second woman, a brunette in the thirties who was constantly moaning:" yes, yes, yes, yes, give it to me, yes, yes.."
The whole scene reminded Joann of the pictures she had seen in the video. It stimulated her enormously, seeing in real life what previously she had only seen on her TV. "Are you interested, wanna join?", a voice whispered next to her ear. Astonished she turned. It was Bill. "Well, no...I mean...perhaps......but not now". "Well, a similar game will be played in two day in the games room upstairs. You'll join that one, will you?", Bill encouraged her.
Meanwhile the man inside the blonde was obviously coming. Grunting loudly his body stiffened while he frantically pushed his dick into the helpless lady, undoubtedly deposing his white love juice into her wombs. The woman was driving him on with dirty talk: "Come on, split me up with your mighty dick, fill me up with your come, make me come with your beautiful hard fuck, spear me until you reach my mouth.."

Finally she heard moans out of a small unobtrusive corner. A woman was kneeling between two posts on which three differently thick dildos were attached. One thick and one thinner of the plastic toys were sticking in her rear holes while she was mouthing the third. Moving slowly back and forth she was well filled in all her openings, obviously loving every stimulation documented by her constant moans.

'Wow, what a room', Joann thought impressed as they left the chamber. "You seem to like what you saw", remarked Bill who had observed her throughout the visit. "Surely I never experienced something like this", Joann admitted. "But yes, I liked it". "Ok, next Friday there will be that game which is somewhat similar. If you liked the blind fuck in there, you'll love the game, I promise. Now, what's next. Call it a day?" "No!," cried Wilma, "I'm so horny from the fucking in there I need some satisfaction. The group room?". 
Everybody agreed.

The group room looked like a small gymnastics hall with soft big mattresses and pillows everywhere.
There was a clear majority of the female sex. 
On one mattress a closed daisy chain of four woman was loudly licking each other to orgasm. Another mattress occupied a woman who was pleasured by two men, one lying between her bent legs giving her head while she was sucking on the cock of another man lying at her side. A further woman was watching them from a nearby position, slowly massaging her dark pussy.

"May I have the honor of the first fuck?", Bill whispered to Joann as he was pressing his stiff penis against the split of her back cheeks. "With pleasure, you rascal", laughed Joann, went down on all fours on the next mat and presented her delicious peach to Bill's eager rod. Without hesitation Bill dropped behind her, positioning his tool against her wet opening and rapidly speared her moist channel. "Mmmmmmhhh, that's good", cooed Joann. 
Bill firmly gripped her waist and began a rapid fucking. Innumerable small pushes quickly drove the already highly aroused Joann over the brink. As her spasming cunt clamped tightly around Bill's thrusting dick, he also shot the remaining white sperm into her body.

Meanwhile the other three had comfortably positioned themselves. Mike was lying on his back and licking out the familiar cuntal opening of Beth who was sitting on his face. Wilma had decided to enjoy the hard manhood of Mike and was busy bobbing her head up and down his shaft. As Joann looked on, Wilma decided that Mike had received enough of her oral experience and mounted him, pushing him deeply in her experienced orifice. She leaned forward to caress the heavy tits of Beth, rocking her body back and forth. Joann couldn't' resist and crawled forward, cupping the Mike's dangling balls in her hands as his prick appeared and disappeared in Wilma's body. She felt his balls jerk as Mike came and his white sperm ran out of Wilma's cunt down his prick. 

As they left the club Bill said: "Suppose we are all tired, but we'll meet in two days for the game. Right? I'll pick you up at six, ok?" "Ok", Joann said with a small voice. The excitement and the multiple orgasms together with all the new view had left her mentally exhausted. She just wanted to drop and sleep.

The game
The next two days passed quite uneventful. Both Mike and Beth seemed to be worn out and did not get together during the day. 'Maybe they want to save some for the game', thought Joann.

When the day had come, Bill drove them all to the  club house, where they all stripped. Joann had decided to go topless this time. "Looks fine to me", observed Bill, studying her firm breasts.

When they went into the room, a elderly woman with bright red hair in an one-piece swimming suit approached them. "Bill, you naughty boy, you have never shown me your gorgeous friends. Who are they?" Bill introduced the three new members, adding, "and this is Linda, the wife of the Erik, the owner of the club. They usually preside over the game." "Why, you have never participated here? It's a wonderful game, my husband invented it, he's a wonderful inventor of these games, he's invented many games.." the shrill voice drowned on. Bill politely interrupted her after some time and turned to Joann to explain the game.
Each woman will wear a harness, effectively securing her arms on her stomach so that she will not be able to use them at all. The rest of her body, her mouth, breasts and pussy will be freely available. The men on the other side will receive leather caps rendering them completely blind, leaving only moth, nose and ears uncovered. You know that men are guided by their eyes. So for a change they will not be able to see, only to feel whereas you can only use what is left. Have fun....and if you see me, give me one of your fantastic blowjobs, please."
With these words he and the other men left the room.
Wilma guided her two friends to a table where a number of the leather harnesses where lying. Joann choose one and slipped it over it mainly consisted of a tube fitting for both arms and a couple of strings to fix the harness at the back. The whole thing was like a black leather straight jacket, leaving the breasts surrounded by the captured arms and rendering her helpless for any groping and feeling.
Linda helped and babbled all the way. To Joann she said." Don't worry, dear, I and Erik are in there to see that there will be no hanky-panky. Anybody doing so will immediately be shown the door."

It was a strange view. All sorts of women were there, dressed alike only in the black straight jackets displaying almost nonexistent small breasts up to large boobs and naked from waist down. Age ranged from early twenties up to matrons in their fifties. Joann realized that this was one chance to get a healthy fuck by an unsuspecting young stud. Then she studied the pussies. Mostly were well cut, some even completely shaved, displaying prominently the slit with their protruding clit and cuntal lips.

Just then Linda opened the door to not very bright room. As Joann entered she saw about twenty men, naked except for a black mask covering their heads except for their mouths and nose. Some of them already sported a good erection, others were still limp, waiting to be awoken by female attention.

As the women descended amid excited teenager screams upon their waiting counterparts, Joann stood back and watched. 
Most of the woman had knelt down before their chosen mate, catching their tool orally and blowing it to full majesty. Some were pressing their semi-nude bodies against those of the men, kissing them deeply. After short time several of the men begged for mercy, shoving away the unwilling lusty women. "Please, wait a moment, I don't wanna come!", she heard a couple of tortured voices say. Some of the women eagerly turned around and presented their willing cunts to their mates, others just pushed them down on the mats and straddled them, trying to capture the stiff cocks with their open cunts without helping hands. 
It was then that Joann decided to join the action. One man was obviously lost, groping at a kneeling and sucking woman. Joann went over, bent down and flipped her tongue over the tip of his uncovered prick. 
The man jerked as if hit by an electric jolt, eagerly turning around. Joann bent at her waist, touched the moist eager tip for a second time. The man groaned: "Please, don't tease me, suck it, baby, SUCK!" Obediently Joann took the warm pulsating meat into her mouth and started to suck gently. Mimicking her cunt she gently bobbed her head up and down, moving her moist red lips along his stiff rod. "Uuunnnggh....uuunnngh....uunnnggh", the man groaned every time her lips touched the sensitive bulb. "Stop, stop, STOPPPP", the man groaned miserably as he took her head between both hands and moved his dick out of the reach of her greedy mouth. "You're fantastic ... I just don't wanna come." His hands glided down her body caressing her breasts, and went on to her damp pussy. "Ouh, great", he moaned. Then he knelt down to, split her thighs and started to lick the mysterious odorous slit, gaining excited throaty moans from Joann. 
Meanwhile the situation in the room had changed. Everywhere writhing couples were lying in assorted positions; anonymous faces sucking on wet pussies, red lips sealing blood-filled cocks, harnessed ladies lying on their backs with their feet in the air while their open cunts were mercilessly fucked by sightless men. For some of the elderly women a dream had come true: their big fuck tubes were steadily pounded by handsome muscular studs while they urged them on with load rhythmic screams and dirty talk. The whole room was vibrating with phonetic pornography which added to the arousal of the participants: Shrieks like "yes...yes...yes...yes...yes...harder...HARDER...fuck me...fuckfuckfuck..." filled the room. 
Joann felt her climax coming. "Put it in, please, I'm coming,  I'm coming, put it in, NOOWWWWW". The stranger withdrew to immediately enter her most sensitive area. Just then her cunt muscles spasmed in climax. "Yesyesyesyesyeesssss", she screamed. The unknown prick pumped for several strokes before unloading. 
For a moment the two lovers held still listening to the orgy around. Then he gently withdrew and whispered "Thank you" in her ear, accompanied by a small kiss on her cheek. 
Joann sat up. Next to her a young woman was getting a mouthful by a medium-sized red cock with her mouth leaking white come. Over a the mat she saw a row of four pricks working themselves obscenely into four ready cunts, their red swollen lips engulfing the pumping rods. Over the other side a thirtish looking woman was satisfying two men at the same time, one in her mouth, the other in her pussy, standing up and bent like a bridge between her partners. 
Next to her a tangle of bodies were moving rhythmical. Joann had to look twice to discern what was going on. When she discovered the puzzle she got curious. A woman was sandwiched between two men. One was inside her cunt, the other in her brownie. Joann had only seen that in her videos, never believing to see something like that in real live. The woman was kneeling on man with his prick deep in her cunt while the upper man pumped his small cock in and out of her back hole. "Unnggh, unnnggh, unnnggh, unnnggh", the woman groaned as the upper man thrust himself into her. Obviously it didn't hurt her, on the contrary.
Just then somebody bumped into her. As she turned male hands explored her body, groping at her firm breasts and moved down to her nice pussy. A well shaped man with a nicely developed shaft stood before her. "I'm sorry, but would you mind to suck me off? The last lady was so hungry she came before me and left me high and dry." "With pleasure, Sir", Joann replied. "How about a sixty-nine? I love the taste of nice cunts", the man suggested. Awkwardly Joann lay down on a mat - you have to get used to moving without your arms - and let the boy adjust himself over her. Positioning his nice shaft over her face she could smell the particular female fragrance combined male precum. At the same time a hot breath caressed her wide open clit an a moist soft tongue touched her protruding clitoris. "Mmmmmmh", she sighed. Gratefully Joann opened her mouth and touched the mushroom-shaped tip of the descending prick. Immediately he went down into her eager mouth and began to pump her, taking care to not choke her. Joann suck gently and was quickly rewarded by a quenched "yeessss" and the first of a number of warm salty streams flowing down her throat.
As he subsided he continued to lick and caress her lips and hole for some time until Joann thanked him for his efforts. Slowly he got up and said, "I think I'm done for today."
Several people were already leaving the room, the men guided by Linda and Erik. 

After taking a shower Joann relaxed at the swimming pool. She felt wonderful. Satisfied and rested she looked at a young couple doing it in the pool, her two bodies clashing against each other accompanied by soft purring sounds. The ass cheeks of the male clenched erotically each time her drove himself into his partner.
"Nice, isn't it," a pleasant voice asked her.
Surprised she turned. The well built man she just had sixty-nined stood beside her. He had curly brown hair, gray eyes and his nicely shaped love tool had limp between his muscular legs. "Sure is. But I see you are not that interested", Joann teased him. "No, thank you. I had a nice encounter just minutes ago. But.. I have the impression we met before. I couldn't see well that time, but I think I recognize your voice. Can it be true?", he asked pleasantly. Joann couldn't resist. She raised her hand, took his tool, drew him near, sniffed, sucked him briefly and said:" I do think we met. It certainly is nice to see you again." 
That settled it for the evening.

Next morning the three lovers greeted each other with a knowing smile. At noon they decided to have a 'dinner' together during which they closed the door and feasted on each other. It ended up with Beth being taken doggie-style by Mike while eating out a softly moaning Joann. Yet Joann insisted on having her 'protein diet' of the day by sucking Mike's cum directly out of Beth' cunt.

The Dinner
Later the week Joann was asked for dinner by Brian, the gray-eyed exec for the Club. He was very attentive throughout the dinner, and Joann's reluctance melted under his gentlemanly courtesy. 
When he escorted her home in his red Italian sports car Joan leaned on his shoulder, caressing his body and showing him in no uncertain terms her ideas of the upcoming evening.
His apartment was a studio overlooking the bay, well furnished in a good taste.

He was the perfect lover. The moment they entered his apartment he took her in her arms, kissing her fiercely, exploring her mouth in a deep French kiss. Joan felt her juice run wild. Pressing her crotch against his best parts, she gyrated her body ever so slightly, drawing a deep moan from his throat. Excited by the obvious hardness in his pants she broke off the kiss to work on his tie and shirt. He almost tore his expensive jacket apart as he struggled out of it.
Grinning she worked her lips down his naked torso until she was on level with his bulge. Smiling expectantly she gingerly opened the zipper, reached inside and withdrew his throbbing penis. Holding it gently in her gloved hand she lightly ran her lips along the glistening shaft, following his thick veins with the tip of her tongue. When she reached his balls she carefully took one after the other in her mouth. When she let him go a small droplet of precum had gathered on his tip. Delicately she licked it off before swallowing his stone hard member. 
A small groan escaped his lips. Inwardly smiling she quickly bobbed her head up and down, sending shivers through his body.
Before it went to far she let him go and reached down to remove her soaking panties under her evening gown. Meanwhile he discarded the rest of his pants and took her in his arms.
"Are you crazy?" he murmured before he explored her mouth with another deep kiss. Her knees went weak as she felt his hardness against her cunt, only separated by the thin cloth of her gown. As if he felt that she couldn't stand it any longer he turned her around, cautiously lifted her dress, briefly caresses her blood-filled sopping cuntal lips before he took his excited stiff prick and guided it easily into her waiting cunt. 
Joan almost collapsed on the chair she was leaning on as her fuck tube was so wonderfully filled. He fell into a steady rhythm, expertly entering her from various angles so that no part of her vagina was untouched by his male flesh. Her groans became more and more guttural as her lust increased.
 Then she broke away from me, and whipped the dress off over her head. Naked except for sheer white thigh-high stockings, she lay back on his  big white couch and spread her legs apart. 
He again entered her quickly and deeply, and she gasped and closed her eyes. He kissed her long and hard on the mouth, and then raised myself up, to admire her body while they fucked. Almost as soon as he was inside her, she began to moan and rock her hips, taking him even more deeply into her. His cock was big and hard in her pussy. She ran her hands greedily over Brian's back and his ass as he moved in and out; he rose up slightly, to run his shaft up and down over her swollen clit. 
By the time I came, thrusting wildly in and out of her gushing pussy, she had come two or three times, screaming quietly between her wet lips, and digging her fingernails into Joann's ass. When we were both spent, Brian lowered himself softly down onto her, running my tongue softly around her left nipple, and buried his face between her boobs.

In the morning Brian woke up with a raging hard-on. Joann was sleeping on her side with her back towards him. Half asleep he started to grind his cock gently over her pussy. After a minute she slowly humped back. "Fuck me" she murmured. "Put it in". She reached between her legs and pressed his cock head between her  pussy lips. He thrust into her making her grunt. Soon they were fucking hard, her pussy bathing his cock in juices. They came quickly, lying still and savoring each others intimate presence.
When they parted they promised to see each other again.


Gang-Bang
One day the next week Mike strode into their office declaring: "Ladies, I have big news. We're all cleared to go to the big ECS fair in Las Vegas next week. You' l have to do the stall duty. We're also allowed to stay for two more days for vacation to compensate for the weekend. What are you saying?" "Great", Joann screamed, "simply fantastic ," added Beth.
That evening they went to the Club to celebrate the event. In the now familiar locker room Joann was so hot that she started to suck up Mike. Laughing he pushed her back. "Thank you, my dear, but leave something for later."

The Club was well visited today. On the stage a woman in the upper twenties was riding a cock, adding excited moans to the general conversations. Joann looked around. On the screen a bondage video was running. In a dungeon like room a bound and blindfolded female was fucked and beaten at the same time. That reminded her.....
"A penny for your thoughts", a familiar voice asked. Awaking she looked up. Bill was grinning into her face. "Hi there. Sorry to disturb you. You look like you wanna have a nice thorough gangbang at the cross." "Oh come on, Billy, you naughty boy. How can you think of that? Hi, Joann, don't listen to him", Wilma cried as she bend over to greet her with a kiss on the cheek. "No, really, look at her", Bill insisted. He came forward and softly caressed her inner thighs and labia. "See, completely wet. You are interested." 
Joann was spared for an answer by some heavy moaning coming from an adjacent bar stool. A naked girl with shapely legs was humping happily on a man sitting on a bar stool with her back to him. All bystanders could see the stiff prick disappear in her jet black pussy.
"Now, how about it?", Bill resumed the conversation. "Well...maybe...maybe I give it a try. But you will be there all the time and take care of me?", Joann wanted some assurance. "Sure," Bill consoled her," if I also may take care of you as the first?" "Ouh, Joann, you'll love it", Wilma assisted." Last time I did it I could hardly walk, I had so many orgasms."
Both accompanied Joann to the alcove where the cross stood. They closed the handcuffs on her wrists and lifted her legs up to her hands where they were equally secured. 
Now Joann was hanging helpless on the wall, her nice face framed by her hands and legs. Her pelvis was pushed forward with her pussy was wide open and in the right position to be fucked. 
Joann felt like being trapped in a virtual world. Images of her video danced before her eyes, her whole being centered in her exposed cunt. Astonishingly her wrists and legs did not hurt; she was too aroused for that. Already several curious bystanders had gathered, some rubbing their cocks to attention to participate in this rare event. Wilma and Bill stood close by.
"Me first", Wilma decreed. She knelt down and licked up and down Joann's dripping slit. "Ouh, she's more than ready", she declared to make room for her husband.
Bill needed no encouragement. Positioning himself in front of the expectant girl, he aimed his long, stiff cock and pressed it against the wet, slippery entrance to her vagina. Joann was so aroused that he didn't meet any resistance. ""Ohhhh ... ohhhhh ... ohhhhh ...." Joann gasped with each inward thrust. It felt so good. 
Bill came quickly and made room for the next eager cock. After five men Joann simply lost count. Her hole was swimming in sperm, wide open and ready for any size. Word had spread quickly that there was a eager young woman doing the cross, and members came from all over the club to participate and watch. Bill saw to it that there was no jostling and pushing of oversexed men.
Joann only opened her eyes as something warm and soft licked her cunthole. What was that? A dark-haired woman obviously overcome with lust was kneeling in between her spread thighs and licking off the spent white drops oozing out of her open hole. Joann could see the red tongue caressing her protruding cunt lips and the white cream disappearing in the eager mouth. The sight was too much. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH YYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSS". Bucking and wriggling her body her climaxing cunt squeezed out the last white drops while the cream-hungry woman further drove her on by sucking gently on her moist love bud. 
As Joann hang limply from the cuffs another hard cock entered her wide cunt and began his work. And another . And another. Joann's cunt quickly recovered and shortly another orgasm shook her, not as powerful as the first one, but satisfying enough. "Ok, ok, let me down", Joann whimpered. "Sorry, folks, that's enough. The lady is satisfied for now, there's another day," Bill apologized to the disappointed crowd. Then he and Wilma helped Joann on the ground. She could hardly walk. "Didn't I tell you? Isn't it a great feeling?", Wilma giggled. Both helped the spent Joann lie down in the group room where several of the waiting men satisfied their desires with some other woman. Several offers were made to her, but she declined them all. Later she just took a shower and left for home.

Vegas
A few days later Beth, Joann and Mike boarded a 767 for Vegas. Joann was excited to see the casinos and maybe a day off.
The plane was full so no hanky-panky was possible even though Joann had an itch to do the nasty. However, when they were picked up by a stretch limousine provided by the congress, Mike unzipped his fly in the privacy of the car, took two matches in his hand, and said: "the shorter match will give me a blowjob, the longer a nice kiss." With an excited whoop Joann got the more interesting part. She immediately dived down to fish out the already rigid toll of Mike and began a thorough cleansing job, starting with the shiny tip and slowly licking her way down the pulsating shaft to the base. Beth for her part deeply reamed out the expectant mouth of Mike with her hot tongue, adding to his arousal. His lower body began to jerk and soon he shot his load into the waiting mouth of his partner. "Wow, you certainly were desperate", observed Joann as she licked her lips. 
"Come on, honey, our turn", Beth decided. They both sat down on both sides of Mike, lifted their tight shirts, spread  their wings and pushed aside their panties. Mike just reached down and expertly masturbated their moist clits to a rapid climax. As Joann lost control and started to scream, Mike quickly squashed the noise with a deep French kiss. "You'll ruin our rep", he laughed.
As the limo drove up to the Excalibur, Joann couldn't believe her eyes. This splendor! The lights! The exciting noises! She couldn't believe she was here.
After the first class check-in she inspected her room. Unbelievable. A suite of two rooms, a good view over the city and a king-size bed. Excitedly she picked up the phone and asked for a connection with Mike.
"How do you like it", his first question was. "Oh, I don't believe my eyes. It's gorgeous. It's fantastic. The view, and the room. Wanna come over and try the bed?", she asked coyly. 
"Later, my dear, first the work. We'll meet at the reception in 30 minutes."

In the congress center the preparations for the booth were running smoothly. Mike declared himself satisfied and went on to meet business friends. "Why don't you go back to the hotel and have some fun. Meet you at six for some dinner", he benevolently told his playmates.

Together Beth and Joann discovered the hotel. Joann admired the huge hall full of gambling tables and the ringing rows of machines."Hope you brought some money along. Mike's a great gambler, he'll show you how to play." 

Before meeting Mike they both changed into some casual wear to greet their boss properly. "Hi, ladies, all set for the evening? How about some food first, and then some fun." "Sounds both pretty good to us", Beth replied for both of them.

After a splendid dinner in one of the luxurious restaurants Joann said merrily: "Now for the fun part. What shall we test first: the bed or the machines?" " How do you vote?", Mike asked. "Bed first", Joann blushed, "I need it." 
"Beginner's choice", decided Mike. "Fine with me", echoed Beth. All three got up to Joann's room.
For starters both eager women slowly undressed Mike until he was stark naked. They took care not to arouse him unduly by touch or talk, yet the anticipation of the forthcoming seduction had made him rock-hard.
As he was lying lazy in Joann's bed, slowly stroking his pleasure tool his two lusty companions performed an expert strip before him, gyrating now, bending then and helping each other slowly out of their clothes. "If you don't speed up, all will be spoilt before time", moaned an oversexed Mike. "Don't you dare", purred an almost naked Beth, bending forward to display her deep cleft between her wiggling boobs.
Just then Joann bent forward like an experienced stripper and slowly removed her panties, displaying her shapely pussy with her pink slit to the prying eyes of Mike. Even though he already knew these private parts intimately, it never failed to arouse him. "Yess, baby, show it to me, you got such a wonderful pussy!" As Joann continued to turn and hide her jewels seductively before his eyes, Beth also wriggled out of the last garment, proudly displaying her blond pussy and round tits. With swinging hips they marched onto Mike. "Come on, girls, I can't hardly wait.", groaned Mike. "You will wait", stated Beth. Kneeling down she started to caress his outstretched cock with her stiff nipples, moving infuriatingly slowly up and down the backside of the rod. Not wanting to be found lacking in attention, Joann moved up to Mike's breast and began to caress and lovingly scratch his excited skin. "Hell, that's pure torture. You wanna kill meee?", lamented Mike. "Yesss", purred Beth with a throaty voice, "we wanna kill you". With these words she flipped a tongue over his exposed red helmet, giving him a feeling like an electric shock. He almost jackknifed out of the bed. And again she slapped him with her tongue. And again.
Now Joann couldn't resist any more. Straddling him she gave him one breast to caress for erect nipple. Eagerly Mike grasped the proffered part and began to suck like a newborn baby while Beth continued to give her loving care to his most tender part. "Mmmmmhhh, that's good", moaned Joann, "go onnn!".
As her pressure grew, Joann moved forward to relieve the tension mounting between her legs.  Obediently Mike started to lap on her odorous cavern, sucking on her dripping hole and protruding clitoris. Encouraged by her mounting cries, Beth also straddled Mike and inserted his excited rod into her hungry fuck channel. He slid into her like a greased lightning. "Turn around, love, I wanna see your tits", Beth moaned. Enthusiastically Joann turned to face Beth. Down below her Mike continued to clean out her love hole of her unending love juices, wailing in ecstasy as Beth expertly manipulated his rod with her vaginal muscles.
As Joann happily grounded her bottom into the immobilized face of Mike, Beth leaned forward to caress Joann's sensitive nipple without slackening her fuck pace. "Oh Goooooddd, ooohhh mmmmyyyyyy gggoooodddd!", whimpered Joann, "that's sooo ggoooddd! Yess, yess, YYYEEEEESSSSSSSSSS". With these words she fell forward into the arms of Beth, whispering: "Sorry, I couldn't hold back." "Don't worry, dear", Beth said as she gently let her drop into the pillows. The she resumed her ride on that marvelous cock with a vengeance, quickly driving him and her over the brink.

After five minutes Mike was able to lift his head: "You girls are crazy", he said tired. "Fucking crazy". 
"We made it, didn't we?", giggled Beth. "Ouh, that was a climax", whispered Joann, "I'm drained".
"Ok", ordered Beth, "up, you lazy fuckers. Joann wants to gamble, and I wanna have some more fun." " More fun?", Mike inquired, "more fun?" "Sure, for dessert", Beth cried and dragged her two lovers up.

The debt
After three hours Mike and Beth were tired. "Have to get up early, see you", Mike yawned. So far he had modestly lost while Joann had the beginners luck. Her small start-up capital had increased tenfold, and she turned more and more daring. "Join you", said Beth. "And remember, the company is only vouching for up to 20 G!", Mike cautioned Joann. But she was hardly listening and concentrating on the numbers instead.

Her luck went up and down, changing constantly and she had to draw repeatedly on her credit. Suddenly the table manager approached her. "Excuse me, but could you please join me for a moment?", he mumbled in her ear. Confused, she looked up. "Something's wrong with my credit? There's a guarantee by Aces, my company." "Just a formality, please come along", the manager asked her politely. Bewildered she got up and followed him through an unassuming door to a cubicle where a big, slightly dangerous looking man was sitting. 

"Please have a seat, Mrs. Clintson." "What's the matter? I haven't done anything wrong!", a frightened Joann was crying. "Don't worry, Mrs. Clintson, nothing to worry. Actually, we have to apologize. Due to an oversight of our manager you have extended your credit limit by twenty thousand Dollars. I would just like to adjust your credit line. When will you be able to repay the debt?", the man inquired politely. "What? I don't have that much money in the world! How can you expect me to pay for that? It's all your fault, you should have warned me in time!" "How true", the man replied sadly. "However, the debt stays, and I would like to direct your attention to our regulations available at the reception whereby the hotel is indemnified against overspending the credit limit. I have to inform you that in cases of insolvency the employer is to be notified and further legal action is considered." "Oh God, what can I do", a frightened Joann cried. Back to job-hunting, running away from credit sharks came up in her inner eye. "You have to help me!"
'That was easy', the hotel thug. "Well, 'd love to, but regulations are somewhat difficult. Now do I understand correctly that you are unable to come up for your debts?" "I don't have this amount of money, I told you", a desperate Joann was cried. Tears started in her eyes. "I'm sorry to hear that, ma'am, I fear I have to call the police." "Pleeeaase...isn't there anything I can do", a desperate Joann begged. 
"Hardly", the man waffled, "unless....". "Unless what?. Please give me a break", Joann wailed. "You know", the man said with feigned reluctance," I could arrange something with some friends...They have a nice club nearby...it might just take you a night to get off your debt." "Is it drug smuggling? I'm not into that, forget it", Joann was firm on it. She had high-school friends who served for being foolish. A blown check was a different league. "No way", the man reassured her," it's rather doing some servicing at a bar...for a night or so..." "What do you mean?", Joann asked suspiciously. "I'm not a hooker!", she added indignantly. "Nothing on that, rather some anonymous sex, where you can rapidly pay back your amount", he assured her.  "Anonymous sex? What do you mean", Joann asked unconvinced. "That friend of mine is having a rather famous yet inconspicuous restaurant in this town where well paying customers can get their bodily appetites satisfied", he ended ominously, eyeing her sharply. "He's paying you very well; I'm sure you won't have to stay there for too long before your debts are all paid For. You may even get something out of it", he added helpfully. "And what would I have to do?", Joann asked. "Not much. You see, there are roomy tables under which somebody can hide and sexually satisfy the guests off while they are having dinner. Two or three services and you should be home-free. Nice and clean. Nobody will see you, nobody will come after you." Joann was shocked. She imagined herself crouching under a table and working strangers. What if somebody would see her. But the idea started to appeal to her. Anonymous sex. After all she had done in the club that was something new and exciting. Nobody would know. Or would it? "Nobody will know where you have been or what you have done, I assure you", the man said. Her face had betrayed her thoughts to this experienced salesman. "Ok", she said reluctantly," what should I do". 
The thug stood up. "You made a good decision. Will you please follow me?" He left the cubicle and went to a side door leading outside. A battered van with tinted windows was waiting. The man opened the door for Joann and waited until she had gotten in before joining her. 'What's this? Foreplay to a rape?', Joann thought. The thought frightened her. 'What's this. Rape on video was turning me on, and now I have cold feet.' The drive didn't take long. When she got out, she found herself in the backyard of a concrete house. The man knocked on a nondescript door and a moment later a fat lady opened. "New stuff", she asked in a rasping voice. "Her name's Joann, twenty thousand", the man said curtly and shoved Joann into the house. The door closed behind Joann, leaving the man outside.
"Right, my dear, don't worry. One or two nights, and your all yours again. Now, here's the dressing room. Get a locker and get naked. There's a fair, and lotsa people are expected. Now be a good girl and move." 
In the room about ten girls were sitting, all stark naked. Most looked like amateurs. With frightened eyes and covering themselves. Some were openly displaying their virtues and checking the newcomer. One strong woman with colored red hair and big tits took the initiative: "Hi, what's your name?" "Joann", Joann answered in a timid voice. "Ok, Joann, there's a locker for you, show has already started, so you better get organized." Just then the fat lady opened the door and said, "Mary-Ann, table 14". 
A well build woman of 30 years with black hair got up and went over to the madam. 
Joann started to strip self-consciously. As she was naked, she turned. Big tits gave an appreciating whistle. "Pity the customers don't see you; you'd be a hit." Joann ignored the remark and sat down, covering herself.
In quick succession the girls were called up. Shortly afterwards Joann was called out by the madam. She entered a room with a low ceiling and ladders leading up to trap door. Each door had a number on it. 
"Ok, for you it's 12. You get up, close the door behind you. For you there are 6 customers. They've ordered blowjobs, each will get you 200 bucks. You have to take their come into your mouth; either you swallow it or you spit it into a small can up there. When you're through you come down again. You've know what a blowjob is, do you?" " Yes, ma'am", Joann answered subdued. "Good for you. Now get up and earn your money." Joann didn't have time to think about the coarse language and obeyed immediately. ' Got to get through this quickly', she thought.
When Joann climbed through the trap door she found herself under a round table where she could hardly move. Six pairs of pants were looking at her, lit by a dim lamp under the table. The table cloth was tailored to make the action under the table invisible for the outside. Crouching on the polished floor she noiselessly closed the door. 
"Where's the bitch, I'm horny as hell", she heard a man. The other men gave a coarse laugh.
Suddenly Joann panicked. Crouching under the table, completely naked, she felt as if everybody could see her. She was open to everybody's scrutiny, she felt as if undiscovered eyes were pushing away her defenses, looking into every secret she ever had.
With an effort she pushed down the panic. Timidly she reached over to the man in front of her and opened his fly. "Wow, I can feel something", the man laughed. Shutting her ears to their cat-calls Joann knelt before the anonymous pants and fished out the limp prick of her customer. In the dim light it looked like a pink worm against the dark pants. Gingerly she took it into her hand and, holding her breath, put it into her mouth. Slowly she swirled her tongue around it, pried open its tip and caressed the hard bulb below the sensitive skin. Slowly it grew under her administrations, pushed away the foreskin and filled her whole mouth. Gradually she increased the rate of her strokes until she felt the bulb expand in size and the warm cum flooded her mouth. She continued pumping until he was drained. Carefully she put it back and turned to spit the white fluid into a small can near the door. Then she moved on to the next. He already had a raging hard one due to the graphic descriptions his predecessor. After only a few strokes his come filled Joann's mouth. 
To speed up her service she started unzipping the next pants as she was working on number four. Her expert service trained by the long hours with Mike and Beth always showed quick results. After her third customer she just swallowed the salty fluids to save time.

Yet the male odors and the taste of the male cum gradually heated up Joann. After the fourth customer she slipped her hand down to feel her sex. To her great surprise it was hot and drenched with her love potion. 'This degrading procedure is turning me on!' she thought bewildered. As she serviced the last man she slowly caressed her heated parts. However, she could not find any release for the man she was working on came quickly in three short spurts. Gratefully she zipped him up, opened the hatch and climbed down without bothering to spit it out. 
Almost stumbling down the ladder she went back to the locker room where she rinsed her mouth thoroughly.
Business was picking up. The room was almost deserted as she looked around. Just then the Madam was looking through the door. "Hey, you, table 22, move! Table of four!"
And on it went. Under the third table Joann managed to have an unobserved climax, almost biting off the stiff rod as her fingers relieved her of the pent-up tension. 
After an hour Joann lost count. She encountered all sorts of pricks, small, black, tiny Asian, huge Caucasian, all sizes and colors. Some were ready to blow as soon as she touched them, others needed a lot of encouragement before they relieved their load into her willing gorge.
On one table she had to service a couple looking for some extraordinary excitement. The woman was thrilled by the outlook, having already discarded her pants and displaying the largest cunt Joann had ever seen. Framed by black hair she could hardly cover it with her mouth. The female fragrances almost overwhelmed her, yet she kept licking and sucking the huge clit until she felt the pelvic muscles spasm in climatic relieve. Quickly also satisfying her companion she left the cavern.
Only one table captured her prolonged attention. Six men, obviously businessmen from LA, bet a bottle of Champagne that they could hide their climax before their buddies. Feeling sweet revenge she used all the techniques learned on the job to postpone orgasm to let them squirm and suffer. Those who were boasting most had to endure the longest. Especially on man, with a big bent prick, almost noisily begged to be relieved as Joann slowly ran her tongue up and down his pulsating shaft, barely touching his sensitive tip with her moist teaser while she slowly massaged the upper part with her thumb and finger. Unable to conceal his urge he writhed on his chair, while the other were killing themselves with laughter. As she finally allowed him to spill his goods he slumped on his chair, completely drained of any power. "Hey, baby, wanna marry me?", Joann heard as she left through the hatch.

As she returned to the room business had slacked. Five girls were sitting in the locker room, naked and with dried sperm on their faces and breasts. Joann had just settled down as the Madam burst through the door and came up directly to Joann. "Hey, Joann, you certainly made an impression. Everybody was commenting on your technique. Now, your debt has come down to five grand. You wanna work it off now or come back tomorrow. I might even offer you a permanent here." 
" No, thanks, I just wanna get over it," Joann replied. " How many to 'til the end?" she inquired. "Well, there's a chance to work it off in one batch", the madam said in feigned reluctance. "Involves some sex", she added. "Now what do I have to do?", Joann asked, looking forward to get out of this rat hole.
"We've got a special room. Under the table is room for one girl keeling down. It's shaped so that two men can have a go from front and end. How about it", she ended her coarse description. 
Joann resisted, "I don't know. How about protection?", she stalled. "The one from behind has a rubber, if that's what you asked. Now, there ain't much time. Take it or leave it." 
"And my debt is finished?", Joann asked. "Sure is, you have my word", the madam pushed.
"Okay, I'll do it", Joann subsided. "Excellent", the woman crowed. She lead the reluctant girl to a separate ladder. 
"Up here, through the trap  door and lay down on your belly. Don't worry", she added as she saw the frightened eyes. "It's over in ten minutes. They don't last long", she said ominously.
Slowly Joann climbed up the ladder. As she opened the door she saw a very small room with holes on every of the four sides and something of a leather padded bench in the middle. Dim light came through the holes. As she climbed forward she realized the function of the holes. As her head bumped against the front wall the opening just showed her mouth while her breasts were accessible from the other two sides. Her belly rested on the padded bench which felt cool on her heated skin. 
Just then she felt somebody push up her legs. They came to rest in an alcove of the table, making her kneel in this tiny dungeon with her back pushed out and touching the back side of the box.. With a soft 'blob' the door was shut. 'I'm trapped in here. I'm TRAPPED! What are they going to do?" Just then she felt a cool breeze brush her exposed cunt lips. The back hole! 'Oh  God, what will they do?' Panic was near. 
Just then she heard a deep southern drawl. "Dinner is ready". 
Joann heard three people enter the room. "Today we have a special offer. Young and sexy. Come feel these tits. And the cunt  - wet and eager!"
An unseen hand felt her left breast, sampled her firmness, pinched her nipple. At the same time another hand caressed her exposed cunt, sliding a finger along her slit, down from the clit to her hole. "Tight as a virgin. Have to open her up", a deep bass growled. "Perhaps she is one", the southerner laughed. "Adds to the price", he joked. 
Joann felt deeply humiliated as she was treated like a piece of flesh on a slave market. Yet the probing fingers had a welcoming effect on her. Anonymous sex at its extreme. Even more than in the special room in the club. 
"What a bitch! She's getting wet!", the bass rumbled astonished.
"Okay, folks, Ah leave y'all alone. Just  remember: fucking only with a rubber, and no S&M". Joann heard the door shut, leaving her alone as a toy for the male fantasies.
"Okay, Rock, ready to rumble. Which hole first?", the man standing at her head said with a surprisingly high baritone. 
"Just  as you are. Let's take her to heaven," the bass laughed. 
The groping hands disappeared, to be replaced a moment later by a thick rigid penis forcing himself between her lips. Instinctively Joann closed her lips around the shaft and began to suck gently. "Wow, she sucks like a pro", the baritone exclaimed. "Hey ,what are you looking for?", he asked. "Checking one", the bass mumbled as Joann felt his finger open her labia and inspect her female opening. Slowly he inserted first  one, then another finger, stimulating her cunt walls. "Hot and ready", he proclaimed.
"Here I come", she heard him rumble. At the same moment she felt a warm tip brush along her slit, searching for the entrance. As soon as he had found it he started to push roughly. 
"MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhh", Joann mumbled with her mouth full of cockmeat. Her slippery hole took the full length of the anonymous cock with the first shove. The her body started to rock back and forth under his persistent thrusts as much as the small coffin allowed her. His buddy in her mouth started to synchronize so she was pierced by the two eager shafts at the same time. Their grunts grew in volume as they started to near their climax. The penis seemed to expand in her mouth as he prepared for spilling his goodies: "YYYYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAASSsssss", a tortured moan came between clenched teeth as warm salty cum sprayed Joann's mouth while she continued to be pounded by the unrelenting cock in her back hole. 
"Can't keep it for yourself, eh?", the bass asked ironically. "You should try for yourself. She's got a tongue like an angel. Never had something like that." "Good idea", the bass agreed. 
Joann felt him withdraw from her ready cunt. A few moments later a new cock smelling of rubber and her own sex forced his way into her mouth. 'Ok, at least they're really using rubbers', Joann thought as she worked on the second of her guests. 
Her magic seemed to work again. After only a few seconds she heard the bass grumbled: "OOOGOOOOOddddd", and unloaded. 'Well, I really have my share of cum for today', Joann thought as she started to consume this last drink of male juice. 'Hope it ends now'.
Almost. As the bass retreated the baritone said: "I think I have one for the road, waddaya think". "Be my guest, we still got some time", the bass agreed as Joann heard the man walk around the table to her back side. 'Oh no, I wanna stop', the helpless girl thought as a half-rigid cock found his way into her. "Come on, girl, have some fun with Billy boy", the bass laughed as the unseen cock started to have his way with her body. 
'Let's get over with it', Joann thought and squeezed the intruder with her trained cunt muscles to urge him on. "Wow, that bitch really knows how to work a man", the baritone moaned as he jabbed her with his member. "She'd better", the other man observed as he played with her uncovered tits. 
The rough treatment of her two sensitive centers had a pleasant effect on Joann. Silently she started to work herself towards an orgasm which she could not hide. 
"Hey, Billy, you really made her come", bass said as a soft and fleeting moan escaped the table. "Rriigght", Billy boy said behind clenched teeth as he came a second time, urged on by the cunt tightened by the climax.

Mercifully the southerner burst into the room as they discussed a second helping.
"Sorry folks, time's over. Ah hope you' all enjoyed it", he said as he ushered them out. 
Just in time the trap door opened under Joann's knees. Groggy and stiff she climbed down the ladder and was received by the madam. 
"They really had their fun", she said as she observed the cum-covered face of the brunette girl. "Well, anyway, you made it. I'll give you the IOY after you have cleaned yourself. We run a honest business over her." 
'Honest business!', Joann thought as she stood under a miserable shower with a small stream of lukewarm water cleaning her up. 'Never again', she thought.
On her way out the madam waited for her. "Here's your confirmation. A taxi's waiting outside. By the way, if you ever wanna make some extra, just knock. You were a real success. No kidding. Come back", she added before she closed the door. 
'See you when the next glacier comes around', Joann thought as she entered the car.

In the hotel she first took a decent hot shower to clean herself off. Before falling into the bed she looked on the watch. Five o'clock. Oh God, only two hours sleep.

It seemed to her that she had barely closed her eyes when the alarm rang. Hurried she got up and allowed herself a chilling shower to give her body the signal to wake up. Then she added an extra layer of make-up to cover her tiredness.

At the stall Mike was deceived: "You look gorgeous. You sure had a great evening, right?" Beth couldn't be betrayed so easily: "Ouh, you look terrible. What did you do?".  Joann gave a evasive answer. Yet she managed to stay up for the day. It was pure stress and in the evening she was ready to drop dead when Mike came up with a new suggestion: "Hey, girls, I met some old friends of mine, and we agreed to have some fun in the Casino tonight. You come with us?"
Beth agreed to join, but Beth declined. She simply had to have some sleep. Mike was slightly disappointed but couldn't move her.

A little poker
Joann was fast asleep when the phone rang in the middle of the night. Confused she looked at the blinking numbers. 1:34. What's the matter? 
"Hey, sleeping beauty, had some nice dreams?", she heard the gay voice of Mike coming out of the speaker. Damn him! "What's on? You're never tired, are you?", she mumbled with a sleepy voice.
"We're here down at the bar and thought we're gonna have a nice private poker game in my room. Beth's her, and Brian and Bruce and Maggie, good old friends. Come on, be a sport..." He was interrupted by Beth shouting into the phone: "Hey Joann, come down, we're having a great time, and we're in Vegas only for two more days. Come on, let's have some more fun. Come on!"
"Okay, okay, you have me convinced. Give me five". "Great", Mike shouted, "in five minutes in my room. Come as you are." And he hung up. 
'As I am?', Joann thought as she looked down her nude body. 'Another of these nights?'.
Casually she stepped into her panties and bra, put on a tight denim dress and a sweater. 'Got to take what they get.'
As she knocked on the door she heard load laughter and female giggling. 'That's gonna be another long night,' she thought.
Mike opened, fully clothed (Joann had half expected to be stark naked already), grinning like a maniac and crying " The Goddess is coming". As Joann entered everybody was looking at her expectantly. Mike did the honors. Bruce was a slim, athletic looking guy, brown eyes and a pleasant voice, while Brian was slender, even meager with a lot of freckles and a thick mob of red hair. Maggie was a nice redhead with short cropped hair and the charisma of a country girl.  All three seemed to be good company.
"We thought of having a game of poker, a bit modified", Beth told her with a twinkle in her eyes. "You know poker?" 
Joann had played poker with her grand dad as a kid, for sweets. But she had heard enough of a special more sex-oriented version of the game to be prepared for the obvious. "Sure, but what's the specialty?" she asked innocent. "Well you know, every time we loose there's a piece of clothing to be lost. And of course, in the end the loser has to do something the group has decided before." Beth obviously had the task to break her in.
Joann eyed the newcomers. Maggie had blushed, she really seemed to be a novice. "Maggie is a bit shy. She's never played that game before, but she wants to learn it. Right, Maggie?" Bruce said benevolently. "Yes" Maggie answered with a timid voice. 
"Well, seems I'm trapped. So let's go on" Joann decided. The men cheered and set the table. 
The six players sat in pairs while Mike took the role of Master of Ceremonies.
"Okay, each garment counts, socks, garters, everything counts as one piece. Other than that, usual rules apply" Mike declared. 

Joann was lucky not to lose any of her garments for the first five games. Bruce and Maggie lost heavily, and were reduced to their underwear. Maggie revealed some small tits covered under a modest bra. The men were giving her some lecherous looks but didn't comment.
Then Beth lost two times in a row. But instead of going for the more acceptable parts she quickly discarded her tight shirt and panties, proudly and without any inhibition displaying her trimmed brown hair and shapely legs. Everybody except Mike gasped. Especially Maggie couldn't believe her eyes.  As Beth sat down the eyes of the men were fastened on her crotch as if they expect a magic jack-in-the-box appear before their eyes. "Anything wrong with my tummy" Beth asked innocently as she looked around. Mike grinned broadly as the other quickly looked away. Joann almost choked of suppressed laughter. 
In the next round Joann tried to bluff Mike with a pair of fives and lost. Grinning she reached down an threw her panties on the table. "That's enough for now?" she asked. "More than enough" Bruce breathed as Brian held his breath. The two were sufficiently distracted for the next few games to loose their shirts. They showed some well built bodies obviously shaped by vigorous workouts. Joann started to look forward to the evening. 'Probably better than the table fucks' she thought. 
As the next round went to her she unsnapped her bra under the bulky sweater and removed it. "Guess we'll have to wait some time" Mike remarked brightly. Then he got a streak of bad luck and got down to just his pants. Meanwhile Joann was doing a nice Sharon Stone crossing of her legs until Brian told her that either she'd loose her shirt or he'd loose it completely. 
To give him a small consolation she let her skirt ride up her legs as she removed her socks and allowed him a first glance on her furry bush and her pink, damp pussy lips as she slightly opened her legs. Then she quickly and mischievously rearranged her skirt and hid the exceptional view. Bruce and Brian almost jumped out of their remaining clothes while Maggie was obviously loosing her inhibitions. When she lost in the next round she got rid of her panties and displayed self-conscious her reddish fur before she sat down only covered by her small bra. 
The best parts of the male members of the circle were by now fully erect and peeking out of their shorts. Beth couldn't resist. She moistened the tip of her forefinger and gently touched the red triangle below the tip of Mike's cock. He jumped up as if he were sitting in a hot seat and gasped "ARE YOU CRAZY?" Everybody laughed out load at his desperation. "Well, I don't care about the rules, I can't stand it anymore. Let's start the real game" Brian proposed. "Next winner will be eaten out by the first one of the opposite sex who passed up. OK?" The idea was generally accepted.
Next game was very concentrated. Joann got a pair of nines and was lucky to draw two more. In the end she had the best cards around. Bruce, who had to give up first with a miserable pair of threes got up and said expectantly "Well?" As an answer Joann pushed back her chair, hiked up her shirt and spread her slender wings for everybody's pleasure. Bruce immediately got down to her knees and started to work on her dripping slit with a vengeance. His tongue danced around her protruding clit, sometimes licking, sometime entering her open femininity. Joann was already highly excited by the erotic atmosphere and came quickly. As she again opened her eyes she saw 5 pairs of eyes on her body. Already some action was going on: Brian had grabbed Beth' hand and enticed her to slowly massage his stiff cock while Mike was working on his own. He proposed "Shell we go on or just pair off on the bed?" All quickly agreed to stop fooling around and start the real stuff. Mike took out 3 pair of matching card of red and black to let everybody draw. It turned out to be a shared benefit: the experienced Mike turned to the slightly ashamed Maggie, Joann and Bruce were pairing off while Brian started to work on Beth' erect nipples.
Mike started push Maggie gently onto the bed. There he gently opened her slender legs and licked the inside of her right leg, slowly working his way up to her red pussy. As he reached it he delicately parted her blood filled moist inner lips and began to tickle her inner tube with the tip of his tongue before gently sucking on her small clit. By now Maggie was groaning loudly and thrusting her hips into his face.
Next  to Maggie Joann was writhing on the bed. Bruce expertly worked on her slit, alternatively sucking and fucking her dripping hole with his tongue. Both women were groaning audibly and begging for more.
Bruce then slowly moved up Joann' body to her sensual breasts and began to delicately suck on them while her slowly inserted his pulsating cock into her waiting vagina. These double stimulation aroused Joann almost to the point of no return yet she held it back to enjoy the feeling. As he was finally fully immersed in her body she let go and almost squeezed him out with her contractions as she climaxed violently. Exhausted she lay still as she felt Brian's stiff prick slowly and gently moving in her sensitive channel.  
Next to her Maggie was slowly working up to her orgasm. Mike had removed her bra and rested her legs on his shoulders, enhancing his penetration and giving any observer an unrestricted view of his prick plowing deeply into his partner's groove.

Beth and Brian had chosen another position. Beth was lying sideways on the table, her legs opened to allow Brian unrestricted control of her cunt as he rhythmically caressed her clit. Brian for his part was well serviced. He was standing next to the table, rocking his hips back and forth as he used Beth' mouth as a surrogate cunt. Both were not uttering a sound as they were enjoying each others stimulation.
As the other four were coming back from their post-climatic glow they savored the erotic tableau. Finally Joann got up and said "Let me help." She went to the table, sat down between Brian's legs and started to caress his balls with her tongue. As she touched the sensitive spot between his balls and rear hole Brian couldn't hold back any longer. "Dammmiiiiittttt" he roared and planted his seed with short jabs into the willing mouth of Beth. Everybody could see her swallow repeatedly. When he reclined his gleaming prick out of Beth' mouth she licked her lips and said "And what about me?" Obediently Brian got down to his knees, turned her for easy access, lifted her knees up to his shoulders and brought her to a rapid climax. 

Then Joann skipped out. "I'm dead, I have to go to survive tomorrow. Sorry, guys, but there will be another day." With these words she slipped out of the bed and dressed. Brian and Bruce muttered some protests, but Joann gave everybody a kiss and said lightly "There'll be another day."
Back in her home she fell unto a deep dreamless sleep which the alarm had trouble to disturb.

Next morning saw her with even deeper rings around her eyes than the previous day. Joann had to spend more than half an hour to perfect her makeup.

At the booth she was somewhat relieved to see that everybody was worn out and tired. Interestingly several of the customers also couldn't suppress yawns and occasional lack of concentration. 'Las Vegas surely has a strange effect of everybody' she thought .

As the evening came Mike gathered all members to a short farewell meeting. He thanked all for their efforts and wished them a good evening in the casinos.

Joann just declined any offer for a joined evening- She felt as if she hadn't slept in ages and just dreamt of a bed. Mike was very understanding. "Tell you what. Tomorrow we'll get a four-by-four and go out to the desert for a nice easy day in the sun. But not before ten. So get a good night of rest. OK?" 

The rape

Next morning saw Beth fresh and awake looking forward to an enjoyable day. 'Two days in Vegas!' she thought exited. At the breakfast buffet she met her two companions.
"You look great" a bright-eyed Beth told her. "I am, how about you?" Joann retorted. "Mike an I had a workout this night. Just great, helped for good dreams and takes out the wrinkles" giggled Joann. 
"Mike wants to take us to a nice place near Lake Powell today" Beth whispered in her ears as they sat down at the table. 
"I told me yesterday. Isn't it great? I've never been in Nevada. It's beautiful!"
Just them Mike came back with a full tray.
"Hey, sleeping beauty, how are you today? Your color's back" Mike teased her as he sat down. "Ready for action, Sir" the answer came back immediately.
"Excellent! I've ordered a Jeep for today to go out to Lake Powell and see for some sunbathing" "And more" Beth interrupted him grinning. 
"Hush, you nympho, you spoil my image" cautioned Mike. "People are already talking to much. No need to feed them too much".
Chastened they switched to safer topics.

The drive was splendid. Beth had been here before so Joann got the front seat. Mike got many a envious look from other men for having two gorgeous women in his car. They certainly made his day.
The went down to the Valley of Fire where they admired the extraordinary stone formations and tried the waters of Lake Powell. "Grrrr, too cold for my hot cunt" Joann exclaimed as she dipped her toe into the water. "Let's get off and have some fun" she order him. 
The whole way they had fondled and caressed each other's sensitive parts, only inhibited by some action by the looks of the other people. Nevertheless Mike had succeeded to sneak his finger under the tight mini Joann was sporting, pulled away her sketchy bikini bottom and caressed her wet lips. The teasing and groping had left them hot and horny.
Mike started the Jeep and set off into the wilderness. They found some tracks in the hills and followed it up until they found a secluded place among some bushes.
Mike turned to his companions. "Like the place?" he grinned. "This place is any place" Joann replied as she dove for his already stiff cock. He reached around, searching and finding her dripping cunt and stroked it slowly. Beth for her part did not loose any time but started to caress Mike's muscular chest, slowly moving her hands down his body. 
"Stop it!", he commanded her as he approached the point of no return under Joann's experienced administrations. Getting out of the car he asked: "Who's first?" Beth voluntarily gave Joann the first run.
Mike made her sit on the warm hood while he peeled off her mini and tight bikini bottom. He lifted her legs up to her shoulders, dropped his shorts and quickly inserted his throbbing shaft as Beth pressed her lewd body against Mike's back, tickling his cock and ball. "Oh my goooooddddd", Joann screamed as he rubbed his steel hard tool along the walls of her lubricated female tube. "Finalllyyyyyy" she groaned as the rhythmic pump action began.

"Looky looky, what do we have got here?" a strange voice broke through their bliss. "Some public nudity. That call for correction, don't it, Tom?" 
All jumped as if they were attacked by a bunch of wasps. As Joann saw the two men she screamed. White, brutish looking rednecks with pump guns pointed at them. 
Mike barked "What are you doing here? Take that gun away, now" as he pulled up his pants.
The men were unperturbed. "Question is rather what you are doing on my property. Ah think it's called trespassing. There are laws for burglary in this country, and as long as I am on my property the gun stays were it is",  the taller and burly of the two men said slowly. Obviously he was the boss of the two.
"Now, turn over, hands on the hood, spread your legs" he ordered. 
"How dare you.." Mike took two menacing steps toward the speaker. Quickly the smaller man turned his gun. With a short jab of his barrel which showed his experience in these matters he hit in his groin. With a grunt he doubled over. Void of any emotion on his face the man then struck him with a calculated hit on the back of his head. Mike dropped like a log. "Out for a couple of hours" he stated with an unemotional voice which scared the screaming Joann even further.
"Shut up bitch", the other shouted down her screams. As she didn't listen he gave her a brutal shove which spun her around. "Your mate isn't dead. Bill knows his way. Now put yer hands on the car and spread your nice legs. Gotta search you for concealed weapons." He chuckled. 
Joann leaned against the hood of the jeep, still stunned from the blow as she was pushed over the hood. A boot kicked her legs farther apart: As she tried to get up a hard hand held her down. "Do as I say, girl" he growled. 
Somewhere in front of her she heard a scream. As she looked up she saw Beth going down with the other man tackling her. She must have tried to flee, but in her summer sandals she was no match against the experienced male. As she watched he easily picked her up and dragged her over to the car. Her face was contorted by anger and fear. "You bastard, leave me alone" she cried.
Helplessly Joann closed her eyes and bit her lips. The way she was bent over the car her dripping and wet cunt was exposed to her oppressor's view.
"What a cunt, Nick. And look at them legs. She'll fetch a price" she heard Tom say. 
Suddenly Joann felt the expected fingers slowly move up her thigh. Trembling she felt them reach her sex, peeling away her moist lips and inserting a finger, then two into her vagina. "Smooth as velvet" the man called Nick commented. 
Beth squealed "No, pleaasseeee". Joann looked up. Beth' face was just a yard away on the other side of the hood. The other man had hitched up her dress and was unbuckling his belt. 
"Donnnntttt...aaaaaannnnngggh" With one shove the man had impaled Beth with his cock. He withdrew slightly and push again. And again. 
Just then Joann felt her man's hard cock enter her body. The former lubrication made it easy for him to rapidly embed his rod in her fuck channel. Joann didn't pay much attention. Her eyes were riveted by the brutal rape before her eyes. 
The man by now had expanded Beth fuck tube and was slowly getting on with his fucking. "Dry as a old fart" he pressed out of his clenched teeth. Obviously Beth wasn't very stimulated by his approach, as she screamed every time the hard fuck tool of her tormentor entered her tight hole. Slowly, as she got used to the treatment, Beth' screams tuned down to miserable grunts.
In a strange way Joann was immensely turned on by the rape displayed in real before her. This was not a video as the pistoning member in her own cunt showed. This was not some actors screaming their lungs away in some porn movie while maybe enjoying their fucking. This was an unconsenting woman subjected to a brutal rape. She saw the body of the man move back and forth as he tore into the body of her friend, whose face was covered by sweat and her hair. Her body shook in rhythm with his thrusts, and her back cheeks were being pushed up every time he entered her with a slapping noise. And yet... As she listened to the groans of her friend, a familiar noise entered her voice, as if she started to enjoy the brutal violation of her sex.
With a shudder Joann realized that she was reaching her climax. The sight of the fucking before her, the hard cock filling out her already exited cunt shoved her over the edge. "Yessss, fuck me, fuck me, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck ,fuckfuckfuck, harder, come on you bastard FUCK ....FUCKKKKKKKKKKK owwwwwwwyyyeeeeaaaaahhhhhhh.." Screaming at the top of her lungs Joann reached her climax and just lay down exhausted. She hardly felt that her spasming vagina had enticed her rapist to spill his load into her womb. "Wow, what a fuck" he acceded.
Groggily Joann looked up. Beth was still being fucked steadily. By now she was moaning in ecstasy, obviously enjoying the  harsh and unchanging fucking of her cunt. "They're both hot bitches" Joann heard one say. "Sure are. Know what? This'n's here is out. That bitch can clean up my dickie. Sure she likes it." 
With these words they unceremoniously held Beth up by her waist and let her simply fall down on the earth. Joann heard her feebly mutter "no,no" and she saw that they had lifted her mini and blouse. As she weakly got up she saw the man called Tom feed her his limb prick as the other restarted taking possession of her cunt.
"Suck, you bitch, I know you like it" Tom growled. As Joann watched transfixed her friend inhaled the long limb prick and started to work on it. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked it up until his balls slapped against her chin. With her  body moving constantly by the fucking, her mouth served as a surrogate cunt for the other. Slowly her administrations showed some results as the drained cock regained his vigor and began to swell again. 
"This bitch a regular cock cleaner" Tom groaned as her took Beth' head in his hands and began to rock.
Joann only could watch as her friend was so brutally raped by two men. Yet - she was sucking and fucking along, without too much of misery in her demeanor. Maybe she really was enjoying it. But - Tom. Joann turned back. There he was, lying unconscious on the dust earth. Joann ran over and looked him over. Nothing except a limp on the side of his head. His pulse was steady. So apparently no harm was done.

On the other side the male grunting and the slapping of human flesh became heavier until a male voice declared his climax. Probably the one filling out Beth' rear hole.

For a moment Joann contemplated fleeing and getting some help. But before she could even put her feet in motion the boots of a man appeared in her vision.
"It's nuthin" Tom told her as he hauled her up. "Hey, Bill, get the fucker into the jeep and drive it up. Ah take them bitches to the room."

He picked Joann up and dragged her around the car where Joann was lying on the hard earth. Her top was down and her shirt hiked up. Between her spread legs Joann could see the white fluid of her rapist, slowly trickling down. Unceremoniously Tom grabbed her by the arm and lifted her up. Then he marched the wearied girls up the trail. As Joann shuffled beside him she felt the warm fluid run down her legs. 
After about a mile a wooden shack with a barn like house turned up. Tom kicked open the door the shack as they heard the jeep come up.
"Get it into the barn and tie him up to a post" he yelled at his mate. Inside the house he pushed his two victims on rough chairs.
As Joann and Beth fearfully watched him, not daring to make a dash to the door he took some ropes out of a closet. 
"Okay, honey, gimme your hands", he ordered the frightened Joann. Expertly he tied her wrists in front of her and let the rope through a hook in the roof. Tightening it he made her stand up and fixed the loose end at the wall. 
Thus Joann was standing stark naked with her tied hands high up in the air and wondered what they had in their perverted minds. Just then Beth lost it. She jumped up and tried the door. No luck. As she opened it Bill was just coming up. 
"Lookie lookie, somebody trying to escape justice." Without any observable effort he scooped her up and carried her to the rough table in the middle of the room. "Pleaassse, let us go. We won't tell anybody. Pleaasee" a sobbing Beth pleaded with her tormentors. "Oh, you sure won't tell anybody" Bill added ominously.  
He dragged the half naked Beth over to the table and said. "Let's fix her to the table. Remember the gook bitch we had o'er there?" 
"Yeah, sure was a nice piece o' ass" Tom laughed. Together they stripped the screaming Beth off her torn mini and top and bent her over the table. While Tom held her arms Bill tied her down stretched hands to the feet of the table. Then he walked around, bent down, spread and fixed her ankles to the other side. Beth didn't dare to kick him. These men were capable of everything.
Both men stood back and admired their handiwork. 
"Ah got a hard one again, boss" Bill said. 
"You fixed the dude?" 
"Sleeping like a child in the hay. Can't roll or move"
"Fine. You get first choice."
"Ah take that bitch." He pointed at Joann. "Look at them legs. And the pussy. Just as daddy ordered." With these words he started to feel Joann's pussy hair as if it was a especially fine specimen of sheep's wool. Suddenly he extended a finger and drove it up her cunt tight and dry with fear. "AAAAAHHHHHHH, you're hurting meee" Joann cried as she tried to move back off the painful finger. Tom held her easily. "Don't you worry, you get something better soon."
He withdrew the finger and stripped down. Joann got a first glimpse of his throbbing medium sized cock. "Like what you see?" Bill grinned and moved around. Grabbing Joann by her slender hips he made her arch her hips. Deftly he held her as he inserted his prick into her female opening. With a powerful shove he tried to enter her hole. 
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO" a tortured squeal broke out of Joann. It felt like no fucking before. 
Another shove forced an further squeal and another half inch of cock inside her body. And another. 
Finally the torturing shaft was completely embedded in her cunt. "Tight as a virgin, boss" the cruel voice of Bill said. 
"Mmmmm" Tom's satisfied voice answered. Despite her agony Joann opened her eyes. 
Tom was standing completely naked before the obscenely tied Beth. He held her head between his rough hands and was busy fucking the mouth of the immobilized woman. Again Joann almost forgot her own plight and watched transfixed. These rapes surely had a strange effect on her. Beth body hardly moved on the rough surface of the table; her flattened breasts were protruding under her prostrate body. It was just the man pistoning in and out of her mouth. Beth's face was covered with tears as she had closed her eyes. Joann observed how deep Beth swallowed the thick cock: With every push  his balls were slapping against her chin. How could she deep-throat him?

Joann hardly noticed any more how Bill was plying her cunt. She was freely swinging on the rope which held her hands while her rapist held her tightly around the waist and grunted in lust.. 

The women had no collection how long it took their oppressors to reach orgasm.  Joann only noticed some very hard pushes as Bill emptied his come into her moist cunt. Beth for her part only noticed that the bulb in her mouth suddenly expanded and her mouth filled with the familiar salty tasting fluid. Instinctively she stared to swallow as the rest trickled down her chin.

"Ouh, that really cleaned my tubes" Bill yawned. "Let's grab some food."
Without caring for the tied up women they fixed a meal to be washed down with some Jack Daniels. After they got  up they again seemed to care for their victims. "Care for some food?" Tom asked grinning. "Just let us go" Beth moaned miserably. "Maybe later. Is that all you want? Some drinkie maybe? Would help you?" 
Both men looked at their captives, slowly stoking their reawakening cocks. 
"Know what? I 'haven't fuck ed the girl in her ass so far. Waddaya think?" Tom asked his accomplice.
"Noooo, don't!" "You have tortured us enough" both women exclaimed. "Pleease, leave us alone!"
"Haven't tried it yet. Both are right, no?" With these words Bill turned to the desperate Joann. "How about it, sweetheart?" 
"Pleeease not, I don't wanna be hurt, please" a hapless Joann cried.
"The way you look ah think you love it" Bill said indifferent. Positioning himself behind her captured body Joann heard the ugly slapping noises of a wet prick stroked fast. Then she felt his hot tip brush along her still moist slit to lubricate his tool. Then came the expected and feared attack. With an effort Joann tried to open up her spinster to ease the pain. Just then she heard Beth scream. Groaning Joann looked up. Beth' brutish rapist had already entered her and was slowly retracting his massive prick. The bend-over Beth was lying with her head to one side and her eyes shut while her mouth was opened in a grimace. As Joann looked on Tom brutally drove his rod back into her tight opening. Another shriek escaped Beth mouth. And another. And another as the anal rape continued. 
Meanwhile Bill had succeeded in completely burying his cock in Joann ass and started the action. The whole room was filled with the slapping noises of the bodies and the moans and grunts of the participants. Oblivious of her own predicament Joann again was fascinated by the brutal anal rape she saw. Each time Tom entered Beth with a big shove her well rounded cheeks quivered with the thrusts while her cries had subside to miserable groans.
Enticed by the tight holes of their victims the men came quickly. Satisfied they withdrew their rape tools and left for a shower. Despondent the two females were left alone. 
"How are you?" Beth croaked. "My ass hurts. I've had my share of ass fucks but never such a rape."
"Same here. I hope they untie us soon. My hands hurt." Beth lamented.

Soon the men returned and indeed took off the ropes. As the women rubbed their hands they were carefully led to the table were they were fed the rests of the meal. The men also made them drink  some Daniels to lighten them up. When Beth asked for Mike they were assured that he was cared for. Tom even promised to see him for some food.

After the meal the two naked prisoners were herded to a small room and locked up. Inside there was only a small cot , a table and to bruised chairs. They both sat down on the filthy bed, grateful for not being tied up yet very worried for their future.

Time went by. They heard a car leave, then come back. Some male voices grumbled, but they couldn't understand what they said. Suddenly steps approached the door. The key turned and Bill's voice growled "OK, bitches, come out." 
As they entered the room about 8 men were standing there, eyeing them hungrily.
"Now, what do you say. Ah didn't promise you too much, did I? Hey, move your hands" he snapped at Beth who had tried to cover herself.
"Wanna try out?" Unceremoniously he pushed the two victims towards the waiting men. Immediately they were surrounded by men groping their breasts and fingering their most intimate parts. Quickly some zippers were opened and their hands were guided to already stiff pricks. Almost automatically they began to stroke them. Amid calls like "Great piece of tail" they were made to kneel down and suck off the proffered male parts as the gangbang progressed.
After the first cocks had covered them with their juices they were hauled up and again bent over the table where their legs were spread painfully and their cunts immediately penetrated by stiff cocks.
This time Joann didn't have the time to watch Beth. While she was impale by an unknown rod in her cunt a smelly prick had been forced between her lips and was merrily pumping away. Her head was held like a vice by two callused hands while she tried not to throw up. Without any warning the prick spew his salty load and was quickly replaced by another equally aggressive member.

Amid all this mixture of fucking, semen and moans the door burst open and a booming voice filled the room: "Everybody freeze. Clark county police. You are under arrest. STOP OR I SHOOT!!!" A pistol shot rang through the room as Joann and Beth felt their rapist withdraw quickly. Dazed they looked up.
Two police officers with black body armor holding heavy guns in their outstretched arms were standing beside the door while a third one with a pump gun just rushed through the door. Near the window a man was falling down, apparently shot while trying to flee through the window.
"Hold your hands up and kiss the floor" one of the officers shouted.
The men around Beth and Joann began to kneel down. Joann and Beth, naked as they were, also knelt, not wanting to be killed in the moment of rescue. Just the a police woman came through the door. As she saw the two women keeling there without clothes she pocketed her gun and went up to them. "Hey Buck, get some blankets" she ordered her colleague. "Get up, you don't have to stay in here". She helped them up and let them out. 
From then on things moved downhill. Outside they informed the police about Mike who was found still bound and gagged in the barn. 
It was an operation the police had planned for some time. Bill and Tom were part of a gang of slave traders who where selling girls out of the country to Mexican brothels. One of the buyers was an undercover agent who had informed the officers as soon as he saw the prisoners. Unfortunately they couldn't come quick enough to help the girls out before the gangbang.

On their return to the office news had already spread about their adventure. Though rumors about their threesome were abundant there was a general feeling that their gruesome encounter did not ask for an impertinent inquiry. Both Joan and Beth were offered leave to overcome their terrible experience.

However it became almost impossible to resume their daily fuck session. People kept on dropping by in hope for a glimpse since the three co-workers were hot news. Frustrated Tom passed the news to get a new health certificate and join them in the club in two days.

The club, in which Beth, Mike and Joan were members, was lying behind an unobtrusive door in a nondescript are of SF. After having presented their certificates they changed into sexy bikinis and tight briefs.
The bar was quite deserted. Two couples were having drinks, watching the porn flics on the screens sipping their drinks and fingering each other. The three sat down at the bar and ordered drinks. From the screens a quiet collective orgasm could be heard. Four men were spreading their jism over a kneeling brunette who tried to get most of the white rain. 
After a short while Mike, who tried to cheer them up proposed to advance to the group room for some fun. Both girls came along, though somehow uninterested.
However, that changed when they entered the room designed for group action. Two couples were merrily working out side by side on the mattresses, the female legs encircling the pumping male backs. One woman was serviced by two men in a corner, one dark skinned man busy fucking her open cunt, the other - white with a small belly and thinning hair - kissing deeply her hungry mouth while she rubbed his engorged cock.
He stopped and looked up when the three lovers went down next to the group after discarding their flimsy garments. They lay down and looked around to get stimulate their sexual appetite. Then they fell into the usual pattern - Beth sucking the semi-rigid cock and Joann kissing-kissing her lover. After a short time Beth decided that her toy had enough firmness and put it into her body.  Mike moaned: "Let me lick you, now, nowwwww" and groped for Joan's crotch, trying to pull her over onto his mouth. Joann did not hesitate and knelt over her lover's ready mouth. Soon she also moaned as the experienced tongue caressed her clit and explored her hole. Beth stopped her ride and leaned forward to lick the nipple of Joann's left breast while gently rocking her belly. But real ecstasy did not fill her body. Maybe the brutal fucking had left some marks which even the tender loving care of her friends could not remove. Finally she got up. Eagerly the second man of the neighboring group got up and murmured "How about us?" With a shack of her head Joann declined the offer. Picking up her bikini she left the room naked to return to the bar.

First thing Joann saw when she came out of the room  was - Brian, her lover of  old. Grey eyes, muscular frame and a ready warm smile on his lips. 
"Brian, what are you doing here" Joann asked, not realizing the naivety of her question. 
"Well, to do the same as you, I suppose" he grinned while he ran his eye appreciating over her nude figure. Realizing her nakedness and blushing unnecessarily she quickly stepped into her bikini.

Talk

"Come on", he said suddenly," let's grab some food! You're invited." 
Ignoring her protests about not being suitably dressed they left and drove to a small insider Hispanic restaurant.
After dinner the spicy food left Joann hot and horny. Like on their first dinner she clung to him tightly and murmured in her bedroom voice: "Honey, let's make some noise!" Brian just grinned and opened the door to his sports car.

In his apartment they started off in the shower together, soaping the other's body and playing with each other. Joann got down on her knees on the tile and turned a semihard erection into a raging hard-on, looking up at him as she swirled her tongue and sucked. Usually Brian like a long, hot shower, but this time Brian felt they'd been in there long enough. And it had nothing to do with water conservation.
They ended up in the bedroom on the floor atop a quilt. It was either the floor or the waterbed. The floor turned out better than the waterbed because Brian could get a harder push on that firm surface, and that's what Joann needed to get herself off.
They started off with a long session of 69, with him on the back and Joann on top. Her strong thighs straddled his head, planting that sweet tasting pussy right over his mouth as her own mouth engulfed his erection. Brian held her butt, feeling her muscles flex and her hips rock her open sex against his tongue and lips, feeling her labia get thick and rubbery, spreading wide to expose her clit to his gentle attack, tasting her juices. And all the while her hands caressed up and down his legs as she fucked his cock in and out of her warm mouth, breathing heavily and moaning around its invading thickness, straining to take him as deep as she could, then drawing back with tight lips and a tongue that just never stopped moving.
They they were both very aroused, and Brian wanted to come in her pussy more than Brian wanted to come in her mouth. "I want you," Brian implored, and Joann spun off and rolled on her back, spread her legs and reached out for him, just as she had done the first time they were together. It was easy to oblige. They fit together again like old times. She had that snug muscular vagina, which was so different than any other woman he'd felt, and still had those bumper cushion labia. Her pussylips were even thicker and more aroused than Brian had remembered. The combination of her juices and his saliva -- and her saliva on his cock -- made for a velvety slickness that just enveloped him in astounding sensations.
When excited, Brian had a very hard erection that curves upward at about a 45-degree angle, and that night Brian was as hard as a proverbial rock. Her body was spread open to him, greeting his every slow thrust into her silky magical cunt with little clenches and that same wonderful noisy moan of hers. Brian heard and felt her excitement grow, just as Brian had remembered it from before, but this night it climbed right through the old plateau. She got louder, and wetter, and her voice became shaky and her body trembled. They were panting in unison, slick bodies that are undulating and caressing each other, inside and outside, and Brian dove in deeply with every thrust, grinding her pussy with a circular rooting motion as his hips forced hers against the barely padded carpeting. Brian felt her body stiffen underneath him and her fingers dig into his back and she exhaled a triumphant "now Now NOW!" punctuated with a drawn-out incoherent grunt.
Joann's legs tried to straighten out and her firm thighs squeezed his, and Brian used his strength to keep driving into her with steady strokes as she shook and shimmied from her orgasm. Her body was almost paralyzed with the climax that was crashing over her, spilling out of her pussy and her pelvis. Her body vibrated. She held him, gasping little grunts in sync with the clenching muscles of her pulsing sheath, urging him without words to keep fucking her, keep doing whatever Brian was doing. She stayed there, cresting, for maybe a half minute. Brian felt like a superman.
Close enough to her own orgasm that it would feel like Brian was merging his with hers, yet just long enough after her peak so that she could really feel him. Brian was twitching, hardening ever more, lengthening in that last moment before Brian exploded. He let go, drop his restraints and accelerate his thrusts and let it come. "Feel him, feel him come," Brian panted to her as her legs relaxed and opened up and gave him free rein again, freedom to search for that last grasp of sensation in her cream sheath with its two-fingered grip, his body climbing higher on top of her to allow his longest strokes, and her hips trying to meet him, match him, help him.
She was wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Smiling. Anticipating. Her body receptive, her noises now quieter, now just responsive to his frantic final thrusts, her "uhh uhh uhh" on every second stroke, which were now rapid and anxious. Brian could feel it, that building surge, and he didn't need to tell her because he could see she could feel it too. Her lips curled back to expose her teeth with a face full of expectation and effort, his hips slapping against hers, our bodies sliding against one another, lubricated by joined sweat. She couldn't move her hips fast enough to keep pace with him, so she stopped moving and just let him take her, take in the driving power of his legs and his little grunts of effort and then the surge flowed out of his loins.
Brian buried himself deep inside her muscular and oh so slick vagina and pressed her hard against the floor, frozen in that magical instant like when the outdoor tap is spun open and the flood of water surges through the hose and you know it's in there, you know it's flowing, and it finally explodes out with that spasm of pleasure that seems to tear off the top of his skull. That first long, thick explosion of white fury jetted out, and in his mind's eye Brian could see it splattering into the deepest recesses of her wonderful pink vagina. Surge after surge of sticky globs of white essence coated her cervix and pooled high up inside her body as her knees bent and her hips curled up to greet mine, rocking in short gentle movements while her muscular opening clenched his cock in sync with his weakening spasms. Holding him, urging him. Milking him.
They stared into each other's eyes, Brian gave out little whimpers as his hips ploughed his erection as far into his woman as Brian can get it to go, rooting the base of his hard shaft in small circles to stretch her, to prolong the delicious feeling of clutching slippery warmth which enfolded his super-sensitive flesh, to bask in her internal rhythmic pulses and her rocking rubbing stroking of his oozing, still throbbing cock as she whispered, "That's it... come, baby... I felt your come... so hot so hot inside him... Do you feel how wet I am now? Come, baby.... come!" 
They kept on going that night for another two hours. Joann's body and its incessant ability to reach orgasm was a playground for him. She bobbed around on top of him, straddling his hips facing forward, then backward, then forward again, grinding her inflamed pussy against his pubic bone, climaxing strongly when Brian rubbed a thumb back and forth across her clitoral shaft. 
Finally they moved to the bed. Leisurely playing with his semi-hard tool she succeeded to inflate him again. Mischievously she again inserted him into her, mumbling sleepily: " You're not going to get away that easily." And she leaned forward to let him suck her swelling breasts.
Suddenly he took her by her shoulders and pushed her back. "Will you become my wife?" he asked.
"What ?" she asked incredulously," cut the jokes, we're at something more serious." And she leaned backward to fondle his balls. Pretending to glare at her he said, "Listen, you should try to learn very quickly when I am serious and when I am joking. You better learn fast, or else you will find yourself on your back and my dick inside you for punishment. And for that matter, young lady, I think you have something of mine inside you.  Are you just going to sit there?"  Joann grinned and began to move her pelvis slowly.
	When they awakened, they were still wrapped in each others arms.  Without moving, Brian said, "I'm waiting for my answer."
	"What answer, darling?" Joann replied.
	"If you will marry me," he explained.
	"But darling, I gave you my answer, or at least my cunt did.  Of course I will marry you.  Anytime at all."
	Finally he withdrew and they rolled on their backs.  Joann took his hand, placed it on her favorite location cupping her tit, and with her hand on top very lightly stroking the back of his.  In a few moments they were both sleeping.


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