Penny was moving up and down on their jutting cocks now, squirming, writhing, thrashing about of her own volition, wanting nothing more than the exquisite pleasure that engulfed her softly receptive body. Oh, God! If only this could go on forever… if only.
Even better, she wanted to cum… wanted to accept. the boiling sperm of each of them deep up inside her, wanted to react, respond as they shot forth their semen. "Oh, God!" she wailed. "Oh, God! Yes, fuck me! Fuck me! I'm cumming?"
And then she felt the white-hot sperm of her husband as it spurted forth, propelled by his jerking hips that bucked forward. It filled the burning passage of her rectum, then seeped down over the white rounded spheres of her ass-cheeks while she shuddered in joyful delirium. A moment later she felt her belly filled with Tom's roiling cum as he lunged forward deep up inside her, releasing his own thick semen to bathe her trembling cuntal channel.
Her own orgasmic fluids gushed forth to mingle with his while she gave a shudder of the purest joy, the most intense ecstasy, and then, at last she collapsed, drained of all energy, her body still writhing.
There was a soft sucking sound as Tom withdrew his now deflating penis from Penny's satiated cunt and then a second such sucking sound as John at last withdrew from her forever stretched anal passage. With a
sound that was half cry, half whimper, Penny sank to the floor in total collapse…
Meanwhile, Kelly had watched, wide-eyed, as her husband possessed Penny, stroking her soft body into a quivering ecstasy, bringing it into bloom in almost the way a flower unfolded. She had watched as he forced the woman to bend over, to lean against the desk while he sank his huge throbbing cock deep up inside her hotly moist vaginal passage. The sight had sent shivers up her spine, had set the tight little triangle between her legs to tingling. She had pressed her thighs together in an effort to quell the fire that raged there, but it had been completely useless. The fires continued to rage, blazing up into holocausts it seemed to her, and then as a last resort she had let her slender white hand wander down, plucking at her dress, pulling it up to her waist, bunching it there.
In another quick motion she had reached down between her legs and slid her hand up beneath the elastic legband of her panties. She groped toward the little patch of pubic hair concealed beneath them toward the moistened split palpitating within. And then with the tips of her fingers she parted the narrow crevice there, slipping the tips into it.
She cringed, aware of the frightful act she was performing, of her own utter degradation. But nothing seemed to matter to her anymore. Not when John himself, John Whitmore, who had seemed to her such a paragon of excellence, was willing to lower himself to the level of the others! The thought shocked her into sudden sobriety. The others! Tom and Penny! She abruptly thought of her mother, identifying with her, realizing that her thoughts were those of the older woman and not her own. She looked down on her husband and John's wife just as her mother would have. And yet she envied them… envied them their earthy acceptance of joy, of pleasure, of life itself!
Kelly's fingers stroked again at the soft folds of her quivering pussy, almost unconsciously, involuntarily. Her middle finger slid along the wet cuntal lips until at last it reached the small blooming mound of her clitoris. She sucked in her breath, shocked at what she was doing, vowing to stop. But her desire overwhelmed her and she began to tease at it with the tip of her finger while little ripples of pleasure crept through her trembling body. Forced to continue now, she dropped her finger lower until she found the small orifice of her vagina. She paused momentarily, horrified by what she was doing. And then she began again, unable to stop herself!
Her slender fingers parted the folds of her warm moist pussy, stroking the edges while new waves of unwanted pleasure rolled through her, and then she slipped one tip up into her tight little vagina, working it deeper and deeper while she listened to the others, watched as the two men
drove far up into Penny's receptive belly. Oh, God! In spite of herself she was caught up in the frenzy of the moment!
Her finger worked feverishly now, in and out, back and forth, then in and out again. She gasped at the relief she felt at first as it plunged in, then gasped again as it seemed to stoke the fires already burning between her legs until they had gone out of control… she slipped her little panties down, giving herself greater access to her pulsating vagina, her quivering little clitoris, and then with an impatient gesture and an almost breathless cry she began to pull her clothes off. She tore at the simple but expensive dress she wore, almost ripping it in her haste to be rid of it. She worked at her brassiere next, stripping that off too until she wore nothing but a transparent slip.
Her hand slid beneath its hem again and once more her fingers toyed with the pulsing pink edges of her cuntal lips then slipped into the narrow crevice there between her legs. As she had before, she teased the small bud of her clitoris into a taut little erection, moaning as she did so. It was wicked, she thought! More wicked really than anything she had ever done, giving herself this pleasure right here in this room with all the others present! But a bitter little laugh welled up in her throat, then escaped her lovely lips. As if they would notice, she thought. As if they would notice! Her own husband was standing across from her, plunging his huge cock deep up into Penny's clasping cunt, fucking in and out, his back arching, tensed with his unquenchable excitement, and Penny was responding like the whore she was… like the whore she was, Kelly thought!
And John! Oh, dear God! John, Penny's husband, so charming, Kelly thought, so distinguished, such a gentleman; John had sidled up behind Penny, pressing his own burning loins up tight against her undulating buttocks.
And then, while Kelly watched in horror, and while her own husband fucked deep into Penny's vagina, he had pressed his huge throbbing cock deep into the split crevice between her ass-cheeks. As his wife had screamed in anguish, he had sent the tip of it plunging through the tiny puckered ring of her anus, sent it deep up into her rectal passage.
Now the two of them… oh, dear God! The two of them… were fucking deep into the terrified and struggling woman. The indecent assault horrified Kelly, but it excited her too; and once again her hand lashed out and down toward the little triangle of blonde hair between her thighs, groping toward the moist split between them.
Again she found the tiny bed of her clitoris, caressing it into a taut erection, again her fingers parted the narrow crevice there to slip deep into the wet warmth of her pussy. Her head lolled to one side now and she stared in fascination at the three bodies pressed together in their lewd perverted act.
They rocked back and forth as John and Tom lunged deep up into Penny's burning cunt, as the helpless woman was buffeted between them, and now Kelly crammed her own fingers deep up into the glistening little hole of her own cunt. She began to rock back and forth on them, just as the other three rocked, matching her rhythm to theirs, and, as Penny groaned and whimpered in her abandoned ecstasy, Kelly gasped out her own mounting excitement.
She had a sudden wild desire to be in the other woman's place, to be fucked as she was being fucked in her burning cunt and in her quivering ass, and a groan of desire escaped her lips. She raised one hand to them to stifle it, and then, seeing that no one had heard, no one had even noticed, she relaxed, her body going slightly slack. Her eyes were glazed now, filmed over with lust and without thought she let the hand that had flown to her mouth descend to one soft white breast, cupping it almost cruelly. She began to squeeze it, enjoying her self-inflicted pain, then stroked the nipple, gasping at the pleasure it gave her. Her fingers tweaked at it now and she rolled it between them until it stood up in a stiff little erection.