The woman giggled. Sheila's reaction had made her want to go all the way. She began assaulting the big breasts, prodding them, rubbing them, squeezing the thick, cherry nipples, massaging them and making the raptured blonde grind her teeth and sway unevenly.
She suddenly bent forward and took one of Sheila's nipples between her lips. She pulled it deeply into her mouth while rubbing Sheila's tits with both hands. She squeezed them, causing Sheila to hammer out honey juice. The hot jism swam down the young man's cock, gathering on his balls.
Feeling the warm love juice caressing his cock, the young man began to move his cock in and out of the wet snatch with short, harsh jerks. The blonde spread her thighs as far apart as possible, arched her back, and yielded to the actions of the man and woman. The cock jumped in and out of her frantically, searching her entire being, filling every crack and fold, rubbing against her hot moistness.
Sheila tensed and loosened her pussy muscles as the cock moved in and out.
The woman rubbed the blonde's boobs frantically. Her lips had been moving from one nipple to the other, back and forth, again and again. Sheila felt the woman's wicked tongue as it shot out of her mouth and pressed tightly against her big nipples. The woman's tongue was hot and wet. It pressed against her nipples, encircled the big, round halos in the center of her breasts, tickled her, slapped her. She soon swallowed Sheila's left nipple. The blonde's heart was jerking frantically within her breast. The woman's lips pumped Sheila's nipple as her tongue assaulted it whenever it entered her mouth.
Meanwhile, the big cock continued ramming her in the soaked snatch. The young man shoved it in mercilessly. Each time he yanked it out, a thin stream of honey water swam down the length of his cock. He felt her cunt growing oven-hot. Just then, Sheila's heart exploded. Jerking, the screaming blonde writhed as her pussy drowned in quim water. The juices heated his cock and made him ram it inside her even more brutally.
He jerked it in, feeling his cock grow harder and his balls growing tight and hot. The blonde reached behind her and took the big rocks in her hand. The man gasped, jumping in surprise and crying out as the jism within his balls bubbled up and tore out of his cock. The thick liquid geysered hotly into Sheila's squirming pussy. The blonde whimpered and felt her own body bubbling hotly. She kicked out three quick orgasms and a giant one before the other woman decided to stop working the blonde's big tits.
Sheila fell forward and lay against the other woman for the next five minutes. Afterwards, she got up heavily and stepped into the nearby shower.
Half an hour later, Sheila stepped out into the back yard, where everyone was relaxing near the big swimming pool.
Sheila sat down in a chaise lounge beside Lou, who was sipping a bourbon on-the-rocks.
"Wanna drink?" he asked.
"Uh-huh."
He got up and went to the nearby drink tray. A few minutes later, he returned with the drink. Sheila smiled and downed nearly half of it in one swallow. Then she sat back and relaxed.
"How d'ya like Neil's party?" he asked quietly.
She laughed and lit one of his cigarettes. "I've never had so much fun in my life."
"Good. Everyone likes ya, too."
"That's nice."
Neil walked over and sat on the ground between Lou and Sheila. "Ya game, honey?" he asked.
"For what?"
He smiled at her. "Ya interested in bondage?"
"What's that?"
The two men laughed.
Neil looked at her. "Don'tcha know?" She shook her head.
"That's when ya get tied up," he explained. She shrugged. "Then what happens?"
He laughed. "A lot of things. It depends on who you're with."
She was intrigued by the idea. "What did ya have in mind?"
"How would ya like to be raped while you're tied up?" he asked.
She laughed. "I think it's silly. Why should I get tied up to get fucked when I wanna get fucked in the first place?"
Lou shrugged. "It's a fantasy, baby. Go on. You'll love it."
"All right." She finished her drink, killed her cigarette, and followed Neil into the house.
"What do I do first?" she asked when they entered a big bedroom upstairs.
"Ya let me tie ya up," he explained.
Robbie came into the room, carrying long lengths of clothesline.
She looked curiously at the rope. "Ya gonna need all that?" she asked.
Robbie smiled. The two men then proceeded to prepare the rope. Neil bound her wrists tightly together in front of her. They forced her arms high in the air. Robbie took a long length of rope and crisscrossed it over her breasts.
"This hurts," she complained.
The two men ignored her.
Robbie tied the rope tightly behind her back. The rope bit into her flesh, making her tits red and swollen.
"This is silly," she protested, squirming on the bed. "Untie me, for Chrissakes!"
Once again, they ignored her.
Neil pushed her down so that she lay on her back. He brought up her arms and forced them back so that they were stretched over her bead. Using another length of rope, he bound her wrists to the headboard of the bed. Then he tied her forearms closely together and stretched a long piece of rope across the width of the bed so that it was impossible to raise her head.
"You bastards!" she shouted, becoming angry. She began to struggle, using her legs to kick at them. "I told ya to untie me, for Chrissakes! Ya Goddam perverts!"
"She's gonna need the tape," commented Neil.
Robbie reached into his pocket and pulled out a thick roll of adhesive tape. He began pulling off long strips and handing them to Neil, who stretched the tape across her gaping lips, down her cheeks, and over her chin. The blonde continued struggling. She moaned thickly and angrily through the tape.
"She's ready," commented Neil. "Now for the legs."
Neil grabbed Sheila's right ankle as Robbie grabbed the helpless blonde's left. Moving toward the headboard of the bed, they brought the bound girl's legs back, securing each ankle to a bedpost. The position rendered Sheila totally helpless and exposed. Her legs were spread so wide that they hurt. Immediately, she felt the blood beginning to drain from them. She groaned in despair and frantically wondered what their next move would be.
Neil looked at the bound, helpless girl and nodded. "Good work, Robbie," he said. "That should hold her for a while."
Robbie laughed and whispered something to Neil, who also laughed.
Sheila mumbled something angrily beneath the tape.
"Don't worry, baby," reassured Neil. "You're gonna love every moment of it."
"After all," added Robbie, "you wanted this or you wouldn't have come up here in the first place. Right?"
Sheila moaned angrily and tried to twist free of her bonds.
"I think it's about time to let the boys know she's ready," said Neil.
Robbie hurriedly left the room.
Sheila's heart began to race. Boys? she wondered. What boys? How many of them? She groaned groggily and tried to free her bound wrists.
Neil sat down on the edge of the bed. Smiling, he reached downwards and massaged her completely exposed slit. Sheila groaned and tried to escape his touch. But it was impossible. She admitted that she was utterly helpless.
"Relax, baby," he said, sliding his index finger up her moist quim. "Trust us. You're gonna love this!"
A moment later, the men entered the room with Robbie. There must have been ten of them. Lou was among them. He eyed her trussed, naked body and smiled down at her.
Then the men formed a line in single file at the foot of the bed.
CHAPTER SIX
The first man to rape Sheila was the man the blonde had fucked earlier that day in the bathroom.
He wasted no time.
Positioning himself between her widely spread thighs, he reached down and rubbed her pink slit vigorously, using his fingers to prod and enter her. Sheila let out a muffled shriek and strained horribly against her bonds.