Darren gasped when he returned to the apartment to find them all naked and fondling each other.
Melissa ripped the envelope from his hands and examined the contents. "They're all here," she announced. "Okay, Jeff, Bob, get him ready!"
"What?" Darren cried, as the two men grabbed him and bent him over the sofa. "Ready for what?"
"You'll see," Jeff chuckled, holding him in a vise-like grip.
Suddenly, Darren realized that his wrists and ankles were being tied with leather thongs. "What in the hell are you doing?" he yelped.
"Just relax, lover," Melissa purred. "Like we told you before, this other was just a little warm-up for what's going to happen. Relax. You won't get hurt… too much."
You won't get hurt… too much… too much… too much. The phrase rang over and over through Darren's mind. What could they have planned for him?
His thoughts were interrupted by the sharp blow of a whip across his legs. He cried out involuntarily and looked up to see Veronica standing above him.
"All right, prick. Get on your knees. Quick!" Darren practically tell forward to his knees on the floor. "You bastards, you bastards!" he hissed.
"What's the matter, Darren?" Veronica chuckled. "I thought you liked this shit."
"Only when he controls it," Carrie said, taking the whip from the brunette. "Here, let me get a lick or two in, Veronica, while you get ready."
Darren closed his eyes and ground his teeth together as he heard the whip sing through the air a second time. It cracked across his ass and he screamed in pain.
They were all behind him now. He tried to twist his head around to find out what they were doing.
But he could only get a glimpse of Carrie as she moved to the other side of him with the whip. Then from behind he felt the sting of another whip. Then another. And a third. Three of them had whips and they were taking turns using them on his back and legs.
"Are you going to cooperate with us, Darren?" Carrie's voice was sugary sweet in spite of the whip she was wielding.
"No! You people are crazy! Let me…" Darren felt what must have been the other end of the whip, the handle, hit him across the side of the face.
"Now, what were you saying, my pet?"
"I said you people are…"
Thud!
This time the handle had cracked him across the skull. The whips hadn't hurt that much across his back and legs. They only stung. But these handles across the head were serious business. For now Darren thought it might be better to play along. At least until he figured out what they planned to do with him.
"Okay, I'll cooperate."
His mouth was moving slowly. The two blows against his head had stunned him a little. The whips across his back stopped, and he could hear movement behind him again.
Then he felt soft fingers separating the cheeks of his ass and thought for a moment that this might not be so bad after all.
Then he heard Carrie's voice, and the words chilled him.
"Hand me some of that stuff, Jeff. Melissa, you and Veronica get your equipment on. I'll get him opened up for you!"
"What the fuck!" Darren screamed as he felt the fingers work at his asshole.
Then out of the corner of his eyes he saw Melissa. Strapped around her hips was a huge dildo, twice the size of Jeff's enormous cock. She was going to fuck him in the ass with that monster.
It would kill him, rip him in half!
Oh shit, he thought. How could he get out of this? He tried to stand up and felt the dull thud of Jeff's fist across his head.
"Just hold still, prick. Who knows, you might enjoy it."
"Like hell!" Darren hissed.
He tightened in defense against the onslaught of Melissa's big cock as he felt it pushing against his ass. Then he stifled a yell as he felt himself being split open. Melissa pulled out and slapped him across the butt.
"Relax!" she commanded.
Darren tried to.
When Melissa entered him again, it didn't hurt as much. He tried to force himself to relax again. He remembered a doctor somewhere in his past who had shoved his hand halfway up his ass for an examination of some kind.
He tried to think of anything to force himself to relax. Melissa pulled out again and Darren braced himself for another fist. Instead, he heard movement behind him again and then felt smooth hands on his back.
"Not bad, Darren. You sure you haven't played around?" It was Veronica's voice. What was she going to do to him?
And then he craned his neck around. The dildo strapped in front of Veronica's cunt was even bigger than the one on Melissa.
"No, no! Please! Ohhhh, sheeeiiiiit!"
Veronica shrieked with glee as she forced the huge rubber dick up his asshole. "Take it! Take my cock, you bastard!" she cried.
"Please! Oh, my God, you're killing me!" Darren thrashed around and screamed again as Veronica thrust the full length of the dildo up his rectum.
She dug her fingernails into his back and laughed. "Turn-about's fair play, huh, Darren? How do you like it?"
Darren knew better than to say anything. He held still and let her ride him. He had no choice.
Then Veronica pulled out and moved around in front of him. "Okay, you get to have a little fun now. You think you can get it up? You damn well better, because giving it to you has made me want it."
The three of them moved as if the whole thing had been worked out in advance. Veronica lay on her back in front of him and put her legs on his shoulders, placing her cunt right at his mouth. Carrie slid in under him at an angle and pulled him down so that his cock rested against the warmth of her hole.
In spite of the pain before, Darren got hard fast smelling the cunt in his face and feeling Carrie push against him.
He started eating like a man who was starved. Carrie guided his hand between her legs.
It was like the whole world was pussy. In front of him, beneath him. Everywhere. Melissa returned to her position between Darren's legs.
Again he felt Melissa's dildo ream his ass and push his tongue deep into Veronica's cunt.
"Eat, you sonofabitch!" Veronica wailed. "That's Jeff's cum there in my cunt, and I want you to suck it all out!"
He felt his dick enter Carrie's pussy. Then all he could feel was hot, wet cunt. He fucked and licked harder, digging his head into Veronica's legs and his dick into Carrie's. The cock in his ass was pushing against something inside him. It hurt.
He tried with some small part of his mind to figure out what it could be, but decided it didn't really matter as long as he could keep on fucking and eating.
Like a machine, the four of them moved together, meeting each other's thrusts, slowly at first, and then still keeping the rhythm, they increased the speed, working faster and faster until Darren wondered how long it would be before the first one came.
He got his answer fast.
Veronica started groaning and tightened her legs around his neck. Then Carrie let a scream escape and reached up to grab his arms. Melissa stopped moving for a second and then dug all the way in, triggering the come inside Darren.
And then he couldn't feel anything. He passed out.
Palm Crest Apartments had never seen anything like it. It was the party to end all parties. And from the way it started, it was bound to end up as an orgy. Even little, shy, bald Albert Krantz and the landlady Viola Shephard, had been invited.
Of course, they almost had to be invited. It would have been awkward to have a naked pool party and not let the only two inhabitants of Palm Crest join in.
That morning Melissa had gone to see Viola Shephard and had told her everything. "Honey, I know it all already," the woman replied. "I've just been wondering howl could get in on the fun and games with all you young people. I'll be there with bells on!"
"Wonderful, Viola!"
"Oh, by the way," Viola said, "I hear Darren went into a monastery." Her grin seemed to be as wide as her face.