For a moment, he'd nearly forgotten Darrel Jenkins and Sara, but their added weight to the bed reminded him… until he felt soft and warm smooth flesh snuggling in close behind him, her full, hard-rippled breasts grazing and pressing into the muscles of his back, while the contours of her lush, satiny body filled the hollows of his own. He sensed the silken hair of her pelvis against his asscheeks and her hot thighs tight against the backs of his. Christ, he tried to imagine the obscene picture the four of them must make… male and female on their sides enwrapped in a lascivious sixty-nine act, with opposite male and female crowding close behind both participants, one with a tremendous human… or was it inhuman… prick, and the lovely dark-haired beauty wearing a dildo! Shit, it had to be something out of De Sade!
But if she thought for one fucking minute she was going to sodomize him with some Goddamned plastic rod, she better think twice…
"P-Please don't do anything we'll be sorry for, Darling?" she whispered into his ear, kissing his neck then nipping at his earlobe. "We'll be punished… he's not a gentle man, Gil Martin. Please… I'll make it nice for you…"
Gil wanted to say something, but with a mouth full of squirming cunt it was difficult… and his own prick felt as if it were going to shatter from the incessant sucking of Randi's throat muscles drawing and pulling at it while she massaged and squeezed his aching balls. He was going to cum a second time all right; there was no longer any question about that, but the growing pressure of another climax was a mixture of pain-pleasure he'd never imagined…!
"Just give yourself to it, Gil baby," Sara was whispering. "I promise you, it'll be heavenly. And look into the mirror… you'll be able to see everything, Darling… It'll help… Please… please don't fight me…?"
Her entreaties baffled him, and there was no doubt but what she was actually worried. He withdrew his mouth from Randi's cunt and Randi seemed to raise her thigh as if she understood. He hissed: "What the hell are you talking about, anyway? What're you to him that he can make you do whatever he wants…?"
"Like Randi… I was his wife for awhile… and when he gets sick of wives he forces them into his international swap circle… God, Gil Martin don't try to fight it… just help us now! I promise, I'll be gentle… see?" she insisted as he felt her finger playing with his asshole like it was a tiny prick, taunting and probing at it, while Randi sucked wantonly on his shaft and crazy sensations spiraled through him!
Then, he saw the mirror that reflected the whole preposterous, obscene spectacle, but before he could visualize all of it, Darrel Jenkins' massive prick and balls blotted out his view, and mere inches from his eyes, he gaped with bated breath as the little monster pressed the huge, moist head of his cock against the tiny circle of Randi's puckered little asshole. Christ, it was an impossibility! The unbelievable, swollen knob would never fit into her without ripping her passage fiendishly… yet, Christ almighty! She was pushing her quarter-sized nether hole back against it licentiously… and Gil saw it pop open like a wizened tiny mouth and the tip of his horrendous shaft slip in! He felt his cock sucked into her gullet vibrate to the volume of her loud groan around it, and she squeezed his balls tightly as his own sphincter suddenly opened wider and a smooth round object pressed relentlessly into him!
Subconsciously, he clamped his lips around Randi's clitoris and with working tongue, began to suck and lave it frenziedly, his eyes staring at the obscene sight of Jenkins' huge prick worming into the tender pink hole in front of him, the little bastard's ugly and bloated balls practically brushing his own face… while insensible sensations were racing through his loins as the plastic rod attached to Sara's pelvis was squirming into his ass-channel setting off jolts of wild salaciousness to cloud his brain!
Had anyone ever tried to tell him that he could be a party to such a Roman Circus, he probably would've tried to beat them senseless… but in all truth, the lust that was overwhelming him was beyond human reason! The sight of Jenkins' cock gouging into Randi's lasciviously stretched little asshole while she wantonly skewered her channel back onto it was enough to set even a sane man off… but he wasn't sane any longer… not with the sodomizing shaft that Sara had slipped into his own asshole… until he could feel the soft little bowl of her belly and her hairy loins against him there… and there was something that the stimulated shaft was prodding that was lifting him right out of his skull! He couldn't help but thrust his ass back at it as she continued to slide it up into him in a cadence that matched his sucking of Randi's clitoris, and her own buccal caresses of his swallowed cock!
Shit! He was going to cum! There was no holding it back! He felt the squirming of Sara's fingers between his ass and her pelvis and knew that she was fingering her own clitoris. Wildly, she'd begun to thrust the plastic rod up his ass while she clung tightly to him, rolling and squirming her full erect tits against his back as she finger-fucked herself. He saw Jenkins' cock now buried to the hilt in Randi's asshole, her glistening lubrications making it shine when he withdrew the colossal shaft, the little gargoyle's balls rolling massively with every thrust. He plunged his tongue into the depths of her lubricious vagina and felt her quiver and begin to suck harder on his submerged cock in her throat.
"We… we're all going to cum together, aren't we?" Sara said suddenly, her voice quivering. "All of us now… on the tenth stroke! Try to! It'll be beautiful! Cum together…!"
Shit! Gil doubted if he could wait until the tenth stroke! His balls had already signaled warning! He felt the unwinding sensation taking place deep, deep somewhere in his groin! The fucking rod thrust up his ass was prodding his prostate… an unbelievable delight! There was no use trying to hold it…!
Then, he sensed Randi's thighs tighten against his cheeks as she worked herself frantically back and forth between his tongue and onto Jenkins' cock. There wasn't any question… she was going to cum… and now!
Suddenly, weird, choked screams filled the room and he realized their muffled sounds came from Randi with his cock completely absorbed down into her throat! She was cumming, her delightful crotch spasming insanely as he sucked and licked her clitoris unmercifully, clutching at the soft spheres of her asscheeks while Jenkins thundered his monstrous cock between them, and as he stared he saw the little beast's balls begin to heave and he knew he was squirting his load up into her bowels… even as his own cock jerked once… twice… and began to pump out his thick sperm into her sucking gullet with sense-shattering spasms of erotic ecstasy!
Oh Christ! After this, there could be nothing left! Nothing! The fucking world would probably end…!
But it hadn't! It went on and on… the captivating existence of Darrel Jenkins that demanded he be a part of. There had been more such nights… such celebrations of their land ventures and profitable investments… until he'd met all five of the gargoyle's wives and listened to their plights over and over…
Strange, he realized now as he slowly and quietly dressed, how unimportant another person's dilemma was when it didn't touch you. Each one… all of them, had asked for help, and in self-preservation he'd ignored them. He really wasn't much of a man, was he? But what could he've done against the power of Darrel Jenkins? Nothing! In truth, nothing! Yet… might as well face it, Gil… you wouldn't've if you could! You were too happy with all of the loot he was pouring into the coffers that the Martins were living up. You needed that money just to stay even, and then suddenly it happened. He'd brought Randi back for a night…!