" Please," she was saying, whimpering to the demon in her, " I can' t bear it. We have a contract," she added desperately, as if an ethic could convince him. " You' ve been trying to lay me for three years. Is everything a fucking lie? Don' t men get any feeling out of getting into a woman, or is the whole kick working up to it and then thinking it over? Is the actual screwing nothing, just an unadvertised feature, just a time- killing newsreel? For us, the moment is when you get your pricks into the dark cave we hide beneath our skirts. " I want to die," she said quite calmly. " I really want to die."
Harry took her hand and said gently, " Maybe if Jack and I begin…"
" Yes," she agreed eagerly. " I' ll wait. But don' t make me wait too long. I might explode."
Harry laughed and reached over to Jack' s exposed flaccid hook of flesh. He took it gently in his hand. " Come to Daddy," he murmured, and exposing his even clenched teeth, he bent his head to the stiffening rod.
" That' s it, baby. That' s how Harry likes it – nice and hard." He put the cock deep in his mouth and Jack trembled with excitement. He let the glistening shaft pop out of his mouth on the upstroke. " That' s the obedient prick I know." His head moved slowly up and down above the matted hair of Jack' s loins.
" Give us a hand, Gloria," Jack whispered. " Take Harry' s pants off and move him around so that I can get at his cock."
Harry lifted his head from his intense task. " Good idea."
" Don' t talk," Jack begged. " Just suck like the good girl you are."
Gloria' s body ached with excitement. There were two rigid cocks in the room and she felt the terrible fear that neither of them were for her. Why did sex have to be attached to a brain? Why couldn' t people screw eager and separate from anything else they did? She reached over to Harry' s slender waist, found the button to the zipper, and reached for his stiff prick. It was swelled and throbbing to her touch, and she awkwardly encircled it with her hand. She could not stop knocking it, precious and virile, against her palm.
Harry moved her hand away, and she understood. She reached for his underpants and pulled his clothes from his body. His hips were narrow as a young girl' s; his skin was dry and hot. He pushed her aside and moved his body over Jack' s head. Jack' s mouth was open and gasping. He looked like a fish hungry for the hook. Raising his head up, he swallowed the offered prick with a grunt. The two men lay twisted amorously against each other, and she could hear the wet sounds of lapping tongues.
Tears of anguish slid down to Gloria' s mouth and she tasted the warm salt of her frustration. Her cunt, too, was weeping. Watching the men ravish each other' s cocks, she wished that her mouth could cover it.
Then Jack whispered urgently, " I can' t take it anymore." He pushed Harry beneath him. He bent his head to moisten the familiar hole of Harry' s tensely muscled ass. With one sure move he drove his engorged cock into Harry, tight into him so his hips were flattened against Harry' s buttocks. With his free hand, he caressed Harry' s rigid cock, but Gloria pushed his hand away and greedily forced the excited flesh into her mouth. Her tongue moved hungrily down the length of his sex.
" Please, I' m begging you. Try," she said to him. She got flat on her back, encircling the kneeling men with her wide- stretched legs. Harry seemed hardly conscious, so Gloria took his prick in both her hands and raised her hips up against it. Close, close, almost in. But as it neared her offered vagina, Harry' s flesh softened.
" Oh, my God," she moaned. " I can' t stand it." But Jack reached from behind Harry' s back, and holding the rigid prick in his hand, he directed it into Gloria' s yawning pussy. In it went, in, in, and grew harder and longer as it groped along the constricting passage.
" I' ve done it! I' ve done it!" Harry began to weep and he thrust his body up and down against Gloria' s white belly. The three of them pumped and groaned with a primitive desperation.
" I' m coming! I' m coming!" wailed Jack, and his lover, feeling the spurt of hot fluid, went into grinding orgasm. " Come now, Gloria. Now or never."
Gloria felt her hysterical body heave senselessly, and she knew from her gestures that she had realized the tense orgasm. But her cunt felt as empty and driven as before. She began to scream meaningless obscenities until Harry struck her across the face.
Jack' s prick was rigid again, so he tossed the screaming girl on her stomach and searched for her anal orifice. His prick was as thick as a fist, and he forced it mercilessly into the narrow opening. Gloria shrieked with pain as first the swollen head, then the massive shaft seemed to split her unsated body.
" It hurts too much. Stop. Please. Please." But his body continued to move fiercely in its tight enclosure.
Harry knelt in front of her and put his mouth over her cunt. His tongue tasted the sperm of his orgasm. The pain between her buttock cheeks made her come faster, and she slipped from one orgasm to the next, clutching Harry' s bent head.
Finally, the two men let her go. Her sobs of exhaustion filled the room.
" Just one more," Harry commanded. " I' ve got to get my prick up your ass, Gloria dear, and then you' re finished for the night, doll."
" Wait," Jack said. " Wait till I' m stiff again. I' ll fuck her straight, while you get in behind." Harry laughed with excitement. " Maybe we can touch pricks inside."
Within a minute, the two men were rigid.
Jack pulled her gracelessly over his slightly spread legs. His fingers found her drooling cunt, and with his two thumbs, he pulled the exhausted lips apart. His prick slipped up into her.
Gloria lay panting against his chest, pinned to him with her desire. Her hips swung convulsively against him while he swiftly rolled her on her side. Then he reached behind her and opened her for his lover.
She could hear Harry gasping behind her, and then with excruciating pain, felt him pierce her. The three lay spread and riveted together, undulating and pumping in a wave of motion.
" Now," said Jack, and pushing her head aside, the two men' s mouths met as they came in her, darting for each other' s pricks. They fucked her savagely in their passion.
Gloria groaned and swam into a black spinning unconsciousness. Her body, when she opened her eyes, felt weightless with pain.
" Let' s cut, Jack," Harry said, and he slipped his pants over his hips.
" It' s been grand, baby," Jack touched her disheveled hair. " Now get some sleep so you' ll be ready for the next time."
Her dry mouth formed the words, " There won' t be a next time."
" Why, Gloria, we came through as requested."
" There' s only one man who' s going to have a next time with me
… and it' s going to be his last time."
" Oh boy," whistled Jack, " I' d hate to make you angry."
It' s not anger, she thought. It' s insanity. I want to kill him more than anything I' ve ever wanted in my life. But, God, just let me see him again. If he' s taken off for Kansas or Tibet, I' ll be dead within a month. I' ll fuck the life out of myself.
She barely heard the door close behind Jack and Harry. Then the shrill feminine laugh came through the door and she relaxed into a stupored sleep.
CHAPTER VI
When she woke up the next morning, she felt sick and exhausted. She knew she was feeding her disease with its cause. As if a thousand pricks in her could obliterate her need to be ravished again by the one man who had crumbled the thin shell of her sanity. She was not submitting to the other men for a moment' s forgetting. Their bodies on top of hers and their thick, hard cocks delving into her pussy gave her a sharp, screaming recollection of the black- jacketed maniac who had used and sullied and discarded her in one- half an hour. Most horrible of all, she would not or could not forget him. She was, in her suffering, intensely and hysterically alive. She hated it with a rage that made her wanton and destructive… as if she were shrieking to the men, " Destroy me before I destroy the world!" Yet they could not destroy her. They could barely touch the cavern of anger beneath her soft flesh.