Laura's wet-eyed look of fear excited the young trio. Her lips quivered in silent desperation. Her ass hole twitched and squirmed, and her pussy kept pumping its musky flow.
"I want that cunt!" Gil announced to them all. He began stripping off his clothes. His chest heaved with excitement like a hairy barrel, and his thick cock bulged with glowing warmth.
"I want her mouth!" Todd said. He was stripping too. His cock sprang out fully erect, long and thin like a willow limb.
"That leaves her ass for me," Brad said. He was behind her, and he sounded pleased. Laura's begging asshole was the one tight place he hadn't tried.
Gil pumped his cock with one hand, waving it before Laura's eyes. In its mat of thick, coarse, sweat-soaked hair it looked dark and strong, like the exposed root of an oak tree. He sprawled beside her on the bed and shoved it in. Even though her cunt was primed and pumping honey, Laura felt a ripping pain. Gil's wasn't the longest cock she'd ever seen, but it was surely the thickest. Her straining cunt lips ached as they took it in.
She opened her mouth to vent the steaming pressure Gil had sparked between her legs, but Todd was there, his long cock in his hand, and he rubbed it up and down across her lips.
"Uuuunngh… unnnngh." He had a bitter taste, rank and strong. The head of his cock was soft and gleaming crimson, the long shaft beyond looked pale and hard like stainless steel.
Todd said, "Open wide. Pretend I'm a doctor, and I'm here to take your tonsils out." Then he laughed and rammed his long, trembling hard-on into her mouth.
"Ggguuuurrrppph!" Laura cried. His first gliding stab went straight to the place that made her gag, "Gggrrruuugggh." Laura frantically twisted her neck to make a clear path, fighting back the wrenching tightness in her throat.
Gil's thick prick plowed in and out, making sticky, squishing sounds. Laura winced from the burning pain and felt her ass hole shiver. The way the bed sagged down, she knew Brad was positioning himself behind her.
She thrust herself forward, straining against the ropes, spearing herself on Gil's stocky cock. "Hhhhaaaaa," Laura cried, half in pain, half in fearful expectation. The knob of Brad's hot cock was wedged firmly between the creamy cheeks of her ass. She wailed, searing Todd's willow prick with her hot breath. Brad's big cock was bone dry and burning hard. Tears welled up in her eyes as he worked it in.
Gil held one of her tits. Todd had the other.
Brad grabbed a handful of silky raven hair and nibbled wetly at the back of her neck. "Hhhhaaaaaahhhhhh… eeeeeeyyyyy," she cried, answering their three completely different strokes.
Drumming hips beat on her tender flesh. Gil's vicious cunt thrusting came short and fast. Brad played a slower tune, long and smooth like a slide trombone. Todd chose to hardly move at all. He stabbed in deep and trembled while she sucked with furious hunger on the length of his shivering prick.
Laura quickly forgot pain and humiliation. She swirled in a fog of triple delight, rocking and pumping and timing her moves, wondering if she'd be clever enough to make all three cum in one blinding spurt.
CHAPTER NINE
Todd came first. She felt him tense, strained by the pressure of his steaming load. He'd only had his cock sucked twice before, both times by timid lipped girls who would only nibble on its knobby head.
This woman's throat was a clinging vise of wet velvet. It pulled and sucked with rolling waves. Her tongue flicked and snapped like a whip. Finally Todd could not keep still. He pumped and slammed and twisted his wispy cock hairs against her lips.
"Hhhhaaarrrrrggghhh!" Todd growled, eyes shut and teeth clenched tight. "Hhhhuuuunnnnggggh!"
His cock hissed like a high-pressure hose, and its stinging spray shot deep. Laura gulped and made gurgling sounds as she drank his searing load.
Gil went next. He'd fucked a lot before, but never with a mature woman whose cunt muscles danced with the rhythmic precision of a ballet troupe. He heard Todd grunt and wail in wild delight. He felt Laura's body squirm more wildly than before. God, how that woman could fuck! Slithering friction drove him crazy. Wet, sucking sounds slurped from her gushing cunt. She pulled and squeezed until he couldn't take it any more.
"Aaaaaggggghhhh!" Gil's first cry was rough and thick as the root of his cock. "Hhhhhuuuuurrrgh!" His hot flood ran thick, hot and salty-sweet, scalding her cunt flesh. Laura could almost taste it. And, she thought, soon I will!
Brad held out till last. When he did fire his load, his throbbing beat and guttural cries were the most powerful of all. He fucked deep into the grasp of her writhing ass, held on hard, and milked her tit while he pumped her full of spurting silver cream.
"Hhhhoooooo," Gil said when they'd all fired their last shot. "Now let's shift around." His great-girthed cock was already getting hard for another go. But he paused, wondering. "Hey? How many different ways can three guys do it with one pussy, one ass and one set of sucking lips?" He wasn't good at math.
"At least six," Laura said. She'd been thinking about it since they first walked in.
Laura felt drained. It got rough toward the end. They took longer and longer to cum each time, but finally she had fucked, sucked and ass-pleased them all in every combination they could think of.
She dressed in fresh clothes when they left, poured herself a stiff drink and slumped down on the living room couch, too worn out to move or even think about unpacking.
Before she'd had even a moment to rest or collect her thoughts, a firm knock sounded on the front door. "Oh, God!" she said aloud. "Rod was right. Somebody talked?" the knocking sounded stern, frighteningly official.
Laura straightened her hair and managed a weak smile as she opened the door. "Yes?" she said in a quaking voice.
"I'm Rhonda Wilson," the woman said, "Brad's mother."
"Ooooh, yes." Laura felt an icy chill.
"I know you must be busy, unpacking and all, but I thought at least I should say hello."
"Er, why thank you," Laura said with relief. There was no sign of trouble in the woman's eyes. Her hair glinted with streaks of silver and her smile beamed as brightly.
"Would you like to come in?" Laura asked. "The house is a mess, but…"
"I understand. Sure, but I can only stay a little while. I have to be at work by four. I'm on swing shift at the plant."
Laura closed the door, eyeing Rhonda Wilson from behind. She had a full and inviting womanly figure. Soft looking and very feminine. Laura tensed and felt the first shiver of new excitement.
"Er, I just poured myself a drink," she said. "Would you like one?"
"Maybe a small one," Rhonda said. "I can't drink much and expect to work."
Work was the furthest thing from Laura's mind. When she handed Rhonda her drink, she wondered if the other woman could read her thoughts. About the only thing Laura hadn't done recently was eat another woman's juicy cunt, and that restless yearning made her tongue slide wetly across her lips.
"My place is a mess too," Rhonda said. "My husband is moving back. We were divorced, maybe Brad said…"
"I think he might have mentioned it."
Rhonda shrugged and smiled. "Well, anyway… he's coming home, and I'm so glad."
"I'm happy for you," Laura said. She felt even more pleased for herself. If Rhonda and her husband had just made up, then surely they'd been fucking long and hard. That made Laura's mouth water. The only thing she liked better than fresh, sweet cunt was one just fucked and drooling salty cream.
Rhonda caught the look of hunger that burned in Laura's eyes. The day before she might have missed it, but Dan's passionate fucking had reawakened all her senses.
She felt a nervous twinge. Rhonda had never done anything with another woman before. She'd thought about it and wondered a lot, especially when she was alone. A woman might be more tender and understanding than a man.