"I said sit on me!" he snapped.
She obeyed his stem command and rolled a leg over his hips. "No," he said. "Face my feet."
She changed her position and slowly settled down to take his cock inside her cream-dripping box. Again he stopped her, this time with his hand.
"No. Not there. It goes inside your ass," he said.
She looked back and pleaded, "Walter, I can't… "
"In your ass!"
She closed her mouth and eyes and Johnny and Alan watched with amazement as she reached down to hold his stiff pecker straight up in the air. Slowly, very slowly, she eased down on the thick meat. The fat head pressed into the tight ring of her anus until it stretched open, yawned back, circled him and finally collapsed around the glans.
"Take it all!" Walter ordered.
She gently lowered her weight down on the cock but Walter had other plans. He jutted his hips high in the air and pierced inside her ass with one mighty thrust.
She howled.
He reached up and grabbed her hips to hold her straining torso down on the filling shaft. While still holding her tightly down he bucked and jerked his hips until she stopped whimpering. Grace sniffed, sucked in a breath of air and tried to compose herself. She refused to look either Johnny or Alan directly in the eye.
"Okay. Now lie back on me," said Walter.
"What?" she asked.
He grabbed her shoulders and lowered her down onto his chest and stomach. She was laid out flat on her back on top of him with an asshole full of cock. Walter kept shoving his stick in and out of her hole while she opened her legs wide to each side to find a position of comfort.
"Okay, Johnny," said Walter. "Now you can fuck her."
"Oh no!" moaned Grace. "No, you can't!"
Walter's hand came up to cover her pleading mouth as Johnny laughed and maneuvered between her outstretched legs and over Walter's heaving legs. He quickly shoved the flared end of his meat inside the gaping openness of her red-lipped, sperm-coated cunt.
Grace's eyes were closed so she wouldn't see his grinning face as he pushed his hands into the softness of her breasts and jabbed his long pole hard inside her.
"Uhhhh!" she grunted as the big spike glided along the sperm-slick walls of her box.
She had never felt so full in all her life. Grace had taken it in the ass before and in the cunt. But never in both places at the same time. When one was empty the other was full. Constant cock was ramming into her from two different directions. As much as it strained her insides she felt the overwhelming pleasure of fullness. An orgasm caught her by complete surprise and she shuddered with joy.
Her cunt clamped possessively around the cramming cock and her asshole flexed rapidly to squeeze along the pulling cock. As the warmth flooded her body she felt Walter pause and wait for Johnny to withdraw. When both cocks were pulled back she realized what was about to happen.
They slammed into her together to stretch and fill both cavities at the same time.
"Oh God!" Grace howled as the two giant cocks plunged on a crash course inside her guts. The pain was overwhelming, the pleasure of the climax disappeared behind a wall of ripping nerves and stretched tissues.
Then the awful pain gave way to a tremendous flood of total happiness. She had two beautiful cocks pounding her into the oblivion of orgasm. She thought her tits were about to explode on her chest. Her legs felt like they were removed from her hips, her throat gurgled with sounds of pure bliss.
When the cock-head touched her lips she opened her eyes and found herself staring into Alan's crotch. His youthful spike was half-hard and pressing inside her gaping mouth. She closed her eyes again and just sucked at the third guest until it was snuggled comfortably inside the wash of her swirling lips and stroking tongue.
She felt the shriveled penis grow with each powerful draw of her mouth, felt the glans thicken and burn with heat, felt the shaft turn from rubber to steel. It was a beautiful cock in her mouth, a tasty, firm muscle. Her third guest at the cock-party in her body.
Johnny and Walter matched each other, thrust for thrust, to pin her jerking body between their hips. Alan hovered over her face, across Walter, in a push-up position and just dropped down to send his cock into her throat. When he was completely stiff he caught the rhythm of the other two and the three plunged and pulled together.
The result was to give Grace more cock than she had ever imagined having all at once. Each full plummet of stiff meat filled her body to the limit, each withdrawal made her feel more empty than she'd ever felt before. But the grating of the constant cocks had lost its pleasure, now she wanted it to stop, wanted the slamming cocks to pull away and leave the holes of her hot body alone.
But it didn't happen. Not for a long, painful time. Johnny was on his second build-up for the night, so was Walter. Alan was on his third. The peckers kept coming, kept digging, kept pounding. All together, no variety, no rest, no gentleness. Just pump, pump, pump.
Grace wanted to cry out. She wanted to tell Walter that she'd never cheat on him again… never interfere with Teresa's choice of a boyfriend again… never do anything unless he approved. Anything, anything to stop the cocks that kept pounding into her body like unified jackhammers.
Her asshole was stretched with pain, her cunt stinging with the constant friction, her throat raw from the gouging shaft of thrusting pecker. She was aware of nothing but the openings of her body being tortured, racked, stuffed without any hope of it ever ending.
The party inside her body had lost all fun for her. She was tired and wanted everyone to go home and leave her alone with the mess.
CHAPTER NINE
When the front door of the cottage opened, Eileen jumped with fright and ran for the darkness of the living room. But when she saw the familiar silhouette of Teresa she exhaled and went back to the entry hall.
"Teresa?" she asked.
Teresa turned. "Yes. Is that you Eileen?"
"Yes. What are you doing here?"
"I followed my father, Johnny and Alan. Where are they?"
Eileen looked up the stairs forlornly. "Up there in the bedroom."
Teresa closed the door. "What are they doing?"
With a shrug Eileen said, "I don't know. But your mom's up there too. Your father told me to wait down here until further notice."
"Oh," said Teresa. "Have you heard any noises? Do you have any idea what they're doing?"
Eileen's eyes looked down to the floor. "Well, she wasn't dressed when your father woke me up and told me to go. Then he called the other guys up. Since then all I've heard is the thumping of the bed against the wall."
Teresa's eyebrows lifted. "Do you think that she's screwing all of them?"
"I don't know if she planned on it," said Eileen.
"Come on," whispered Teresa. "Let's go take a look and find out."
Eileen hesitated. "I don't know. Your father said I should stay down here."
With a grin Teresa asked, "Was he good? Did you like him? Is that why you're doing what he says?"
Eileen's eyes went mellow. "He was a dream. I never thought it could be like it was with him."
"I knew he'd be great," said Teresa. "I'm going upstairs. Are you coming?"
"Well, okay."
The two girls slowly crept up the stairs and along the hall to the closed bedroom door. Teresa gently turned the doorknob until it unlatched, then she eased the door slightly open. A thin shaft of light spilled into the hallway and the two girls put their faces close to see what was happening inside the noisy bedroom.
The first thing they saw was the crashing backside of Johnny Carvel as it plummeted down to sink his cock deny inside the red-lipped cunt of Grace. Then they saw the large cock stabbing up from underneath her widespread form and round asscheeks to sink inside the tight, darkhole of her stretched anus.