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Lori: A Neighbor's Delight - 6
by Kacey1999 (kcdouglas1999@yahoo.com)
***
Lori gets blackmailed by her unscrupulous neighbor and
there seems to be no end to his demands. (MF, reluc,
mc, orgy)
***
Author Note: Please send your comments and suggestions
as the feedback is always appreciated. This story is
written at the request of a reader and I hope I do her
fantasy justice. This chapter begins with Ken's Sunday
Football party. My story is written in a series of
chapters and a reader may want to read previous
chapters for a better understanding of what is really
happening in Lori's life.
***
Chapter 6
It was peaceful and quiet in the bedroom and Lori
looked at the four items Ken had given her. A skirt,
tank top, bra and pair of boots were the extent of what
she was ordered to wear. Ken told her he wanted a
Hotties' waitress on Sunday and all his buddies would
be served by a luscious piece of ass. Every time the
vile man said evil and disgusting things, Lori would
always find a way to forgive him. She chose to ignore
the insinuation of his demands and considered the
waitress aspect of his request.
Ken contemplated leaving out the bra or the tank top
but decided each added to the sexy facade. He loved the
name 'Hotties' across the chest and the pushup bra
didn't leave much to the imagination. 'No matter,' he
thought, 'I'll have all her clothes off before too
long, so what did it matter how much she wore?' He was
determined once and for all to show his beer-drinking
buddies that his boasting and bragging was not complete
bullshit.
He got his vision from watching the vivacious
waitresses at Hotties. The franchise was the local
area's version of National bars like Hooters and
Coyotes. They modified their waitresses' attire to
reflect the owner's preferences and the outfits
expertly displayed a woman's attributes to hungry men.
Ken and his buddies frequented the seedy place on a
weekly basis and it did not take Ken long to get to
know one or two of the sexy waitresses. This made it
quite easy for him to borrow one of the women's
uniforms that would fit Lori.
A waitress outfit ensured there was lots of cleavage
shown and also gave the customers plenty of
opportunities to see frilly, lacy panties. The
Fredericks' catalog was the source of all the girl's
undies and Hotties did not skimp when purchasing
outfits for their workers. The owner realized early on
that men loved being served by sexy women who flashed
lots of tits and ass.
Sadly, Lori would quickly find out that the omission by
her hated neighbor of the panties would severely hamper
her movements. She remembered his words when he told
her what to wear. "I want your beautiful ass and that
gorgeous bald pussy on display to all my friends," he
had informed her.
Lori held the short skirt up against her body and saw
it was not going to reach far below her crotch. The
outfit Ken had gotten was a seductive black and most
definitely would look attractive against her tanned-
colored complexion. Having a slight Hispanic
appearance, Lori's jet-black hair looked great with
black clothing.
Standing naked in front of a full-length mirror, Lori
saw her reflection and a quick thought shot through her
head. 'Would Ken like to see me now?' she wondered and
scolded herself for being so daring. She noticed that
the hickies sucked onto her body by the Patterson's had
faded and that made her somewhat happy.
Quickly, she donned the items of clothing supplied and
again looked at her image in the mirror. Her mouth hung
open and she stared at a picture of a wanton whore. She
looked like an insidious hooker who was going out on
the street corner looking for a trick. "You dirty
bastard, you fucking bastard, I hate you," Lori
whispered to the one man in her life who could make her
do anything.
The scanty, pushup bra was like a stiff platform on the
lower half of her breasts and pushed upward creating a
spillover effect. It was almost a sinful display that
would surely create wicked images in any man's head.
The upper portion of the cups was made of sheer lace,
which barely covered her areoles and Lori was sure she
could see through the revealing material.
The tank top was cut so low that more cleavage was
visible than she would ever consider displaying. She
tried pulling up on the tank top's swooping material
but it did little good. As soon as she let go of the
material, it fell below the lace of the bra cups
exposing her immense, eye-catching cleavage. To her
utter dismay, Lori's breasts were to be put on exhibit.
Glancing lower, Lori could see the flared skirt made
her look like she was 18 again. Her flat, bare midriff
was left exposed and looked seductive to surely arise
the desires of any man. Luckily the bottom of the skirt
did seem to hide her private treasures but the high-top
black, cowboy boots did make her legs look a lot longer
than they really were. The details made her feel good
as she considered her shapely legs one of her defining
features.
Lori innocently performed a little twirl as if she were
moving around with a tray of drinks and her heart
almost stopped. There would be no mistaken impression
that she was not dressed like all Hotties' waitresses,
she quickly realized. 'Gawd, how will I ever move
around and not show myself?' she wondered and looked
again at the obvious sinful display when she bent over.
A shiver of fear shot through her body knowing that
Ken's buddies would certainly be aware of her being
naked underneath the skirt.
With great uncertainty, Lori headed downstairs to the
living room to say goodbye to Andy. It was time for the
dreaded rendezvous and her tummy was twisting and
churning with great nervousness of what lay ahead. She
vowed to stay optimistic and kept thinking of anything
positive. She dreamed the men would merely be content
with her serving drinks and doing typical maid service
during the party. Maybe giving her a gentle pat on the
behind every so often, but nothing more, she hoped.
Lori wished for the best and shoved the allusion to the
back of her mind about being naïve and far too
optimistic.
Ken loved the fact he controlled the couple. Years of
fantasizing about Lori, watching her in the
neighborhood built a determination in him to possess
the sexy woman. In Ken's mind, it was like Lori
flaunted herself and appeared to think she was so much
better than he was. "Well," he decided weeks ago, "I'll
show the bitch who is superior!"
His instructions for the Sunday gathering had been
downright devious and dirty but they made him chuckle.
Knowing the husband's penchant for voyeurism, he wanted
the husband to hear and know everything that went on
yet not actually join in. Also, Ken didn't want his
buddies to be concerned over some distressed husband
ruining their good time. That was the reason he
instructed Andy to come over to his place once the
party started to watch everything from the quiet
comfort of his living room. He explained that a camera
would be set up that would show everything that
happened so Andy would not miss a thing.
Andy expected his wife's appearance and his eyes opened
wide in amazement at the sight of how sexy she looked.
The large letters across her chest were a bold
advertisement for the drinking establishment that made
Lori look absolutely ravishing. Andy admired his wife
and suddenly wondered is he was not sending her off to
the wars. He got a sudden urge to show her love and
affection and reached out to give his sexy wife a
comforting hug.
His hand went to the small of Lori's back and he pulled
her into his body as the couple embraced for a few
seconds. Innocently and like he did on so many
occasions, his hand dipped down to swoop under the hem
of her skirt. Andy loved feeling Lori's butt and for
some strange reason, he had visions of her sweet ass
covered with frilly panties.
He almost swallowed his tongue. It took a few seconds
to recover from the shock of feeling his wife's bare
ass. "Darling. Darling I know we agreed with Ken but...
I guess I didn't realize what was actually involved,"
he said implying he was dumbfounded. He looked at the
beautiful woman of his life and saw she struggled for a
response.
The reality of what he'd known along suddenly came to
fore. Certainly his wife would be gang fucked. That
thrilled him, yet... the awful truth was, she was now
Ken's sex slave to do with as he wished. Andy felt his
life going downhill in a hurry, but did not know how to
combat the strong, demanding man. Everything seemed to
be closing in on him. He felt strong desire and passion
deep inside but wasn't sure if the price of sacrificing
his lovely wife wasn't too high. True, it filled him
with intense lust to watch another man have sex with
Lori, he thought. But he did have reservations with the
thought Ken held control over their future.
Finally, Lori was able to speak. "Andy, you know I
wouldn't do this if he didn't make me do it. He gave me
the outfit to wear and demanded I wear only the things
he provided. And... oh, gawd Andy, I am sure he is
going to let his buddies have me," she blurted out
before she even had a chance to think about what she
was saying to her husband. Yes, she finally realized
that Ken was much stronger than she was and she was
willingly going to his place to do whatever he wished.
It suddenly hit her. Once she volunteered to obey his
instructions, there would be no stopping the man. He
would own her soul!
Lori was severely upset that she told her husband what
was on her mind and she looked at his troubled face. "I
am so sorry, but you know he is making me go over
there," she said hoping he would forgive her. "You
agreed with it when he told you," she added in self-
defense.
It was time for the action to begin and the blunt facts
hit the couple. Both took a few seconds to fully
comprehend what was about to happen to the woman of the
relationship. They hugged and with a departing kiss,
Lori left for the rendezvous. Andy was reluctant to let
her go alone but he rationalized that he would be
allowed over once the party got under way and would see
that she wasn't harmed.
Grabbing her coat on the way out the door, Lori arrived
at Ken's house at precisely the prescribed time. She
tapped lightly on the front door not wanting to ring
the doorbell and make a loud announcement to the world
that she was there, available for the taking. When the
door opened, Lori's heart beat much faster. In a
desperate bid to deny the reality, she hoped that she
was hallucinating and it was merely a bad dream.
"Come in my dear. I'm dying to see the look on the
guys' faces when they see how beautiful you are," Ken
said with a pretentious smile that feigned a pleasant
smile. The smile made her shudder. Under ordinary
circumstances, compliments made Lori feel good and
boosted her confidence but not when they came from her
controlling neighbor.
Lori looked at Ken's rugged features and gave a tiny
shiver realizing he was kind of handsome in a manly
sort of way. He was dressed in a casual manner with
loose blue jeans and a short sleeve shirt, which was
open almost all down the front. His arms were very
muscular and the bulging biceps caught her eye as he
flexed them on purpose. She caught the glimpse of his
powerfully built, hairy chest and again quivered
realizing he was so strong and dominant. His skin sort
of glistened almost like it had been oiled for effect
and Lori could see that even his chest hair shone.
Suddenly Ken pushed her against the front door so her
back was pressed hard into the wood. In a swift move,
he kissed her hard on the lips as his hand ripped open
her coat below the waist. Bold and brave from his hold
over Lori, his hand slipped into the opening of the
coat and under Lori's skirt. First he had to ensure she
followed his directions and second he had the urge to
feel her pussy. He was forceful and rough as his hand
pressed between her thighs as Lori tried to prevent his
invasion. Ken's big hand closed over her precious
opening, pressing his middle finger along the puffy
slit in a most threatening manner.
Ken broke the kiss and looked her directly in the eyes.
"I love how you get wet whenever you are with me," he
whispered in a taunting fashion. Full of confidence, he
slowly pressed his finger into the wetness, watching
her reaction as he opened the delicate hood covering
her clitoris. Deliberately, he rolled the tender clit
with his finger.
Lori realized the vile man was correct. She was wet and
getting wetter by the second. Betrayed by her own body,
an unwelcome shiver of desire shot down her spine right
to her crotch. She prayed in vain that it was not for
this man.
His voice suddenly shocked her back to reality. "Come.
I'll introduce you to the guys," he said releasing his
grip on her body. He took her by the elbow to guide her
across the room. Ken led the way down the stairs to the
lower level and at the bottom of the stairs, he turned
and faced Lori. He held out his hand and whispered,
"I'll take your coat. We don't want you to hide your
sexy body from my friends, do we?"
She had worn the coat as a safety blanket. Ken had
ruined it by ripping off the bottom buttons, but it
still covered her body right down to her knees. Lori
slowly undid the remaining couple of buttons until it
hung loosely almost teasing the waiting men across the
room. There was a hush but that soon changed to many
loud gasps as Ken removed the coat from her slender
shoulders. The men saw her beauty for the first time
and it made every heart in the room quicken to a
furious pace.
Like a true gentleman, Ken took Lori's coat and hung it
up before escorting her into the center of the room.
The men could not take their eyes off Lori's alluring
body. All devoured each and every curve knowing of
Ken's promise. One gave his buddy a quick jab in the
ribs. "Fuck, he wasn't kidding, she's fucking gorgeous!
Look at those knockers!" he whispered to his buddy.
"Gentlemen," began Ken. "This gorgeous creature is
Lori. Lori will be our waitress for the afternoon.
Anything you want, she will serve," he said glancing in
Lori's direction to display his evil grin. "There is no
better maid on the planet. Believe me when I tell you,
she is the absolute best," Ken told his buddies who all
stared at the scantly clad woman. "She has assured me
that she will fill your every request."
Ken's friends all remembered his promise that each of
them would have the chance to ravage his slut. They
were utterly astonished at the fact he wasn't
bullshitting them and Lori was for real! Every man was
horny as hell and could hardly wait for things to
happen.
"Lori loves cock. Don'cha baby?" Ken said with a grin
causing Lori great embarrassment. Suddenly he grabbed
her right hand tightly and spun her around as if to
make a grand entrance. Lori was halfway around before
she could react by using her free hand to hold the
skirt in place. All she could do was pray that the men
did not notice her flash of exposure, but notice they
did.
One by one Ken introduced his friends and with each
meeting, Lori felt their hungry eyes looking up her
short skirt. 'Oh gawd,' she thought, 'can I get through
this without them all touching me, groping me like
teenagers?' She was determined to overcome the huge
odds but her confidence was eroding. The one thing she
knew was that she had to remain fully upright and to
remember not to bend over.
A large plasma television was against one wall and the
sound was not turned up very loud. There was a football
game on but none of the men were watching the screen.
Ken had outlined his plan to all his buddies long
before the servant joined the fray so they sat back and
waited. Nothing, nothing he had reiterated, would start
before he initiated it and there would be no fucking
and screwing until half time.
Ken had bragged about Lori being his devoted slut and
he was determined to demonstrate how much control he
had over her. "Don't worry," he told them, "You will
all get to fuck her... but in good time. We don't want
to wear her out before the second game, do we?" he said
and they all laughed.
"Now if someone happens to feel a bare ass or pussy,
well... so be it. Just no screwing until the second
half," he said when he laid out his plan. "And guys, I
have heard all about blacks fucking white bitches and
today, we will see it live, in living flesh, for
ourselves," Ken said and again laughter had broken out.
All except for Ronny, who was the one Ken mentioned.
Ronny just grinned, excited knowing what was going to
happen, while his buddies slapped his shoulders with
glee.
"Time to go to work sweetheart, the bar is over there,"
Ken said and pointed to the portable bar set up on one
side of the large recreation room. "The men need a
drink, the game is on, a sexy waitress is serving, what
else could a man want?" Ken said and grinned at his
attempted humor. "I'll have a Bud," he said sitting
back waiting to be served.
All watched the sexy woman in the revealing Hotties'
outfit move gracefully through the room following Ken's
demands. Lori brought Ken a Bud and before she could
get away, he put his big, strong arm around her waist.
He pulled her tight against his chest and looked up
slightly into her eyes. "Guys, Lori loves it when
someone plays with her pussy, isn't that right honey?"
Ken said much to Lori's horror.
She twisted and tried to move away from his strong grip
but that was impossible. A loud gasp of air escaped her
throat when his vulgar finger again entered her wetness
and swirled around like it was his personal possession.
She let out a tiny sob when he slowly removed his
finger and put it to his lips. With a deliberate show
of intimidation, he sucked his finger and smiled with
satisfaction that it was the sweetest taste.
After Ken had broken the barrier, it was open season on
Lori's pussy and every time she brought a fresh drink,
the man would feel her up. She didn't know what else to
do but allow it. The skirt was so short it gave no
protection and without panties, it took but a split
second for any man to finger-fuck her. By the end of
the first quarter, everyone had felt all of Lori's
pussy and cherished the taste of her sweet juices.
Lori's tanned complexion was turned into a reddish tone
from the embarrassment of being groped so eagerly by
Ken's buddies. The fact that one of them was black gave
her a strange, uncomfortable feeling but she tried to
ignore the obvious difference. Lori had never dated or
been with a man who wasn't white although her and Andy
had talked about it numerous times.
Eventually Ken turned up the volume on the TV and the
loud noise made it more of a party atmosphere. The men
cheered the big hits and close plays of the game while
passing Lori around like she was a trophy. She tried to
stay at arms length but that did not work. Each time
Lori served a drink or appetizer to one of Ken's
buddies, the man took liberties of putting his hands
under her skirt. The groping was bad enough but every
time the perpetrator made a scene of licking his wet
fingers, it shamed Lori to the utmost.
The second quarter started and Ken had more plans to
humiliate his submissive slut. "You've heard of a man
having a quick shot with his beer, well let's see how
good a waitress you really are. Every time you bring a
beer, offer a nipple to go with the beer. And you can
start over here," Ken said and waited for his inch of
fleshy liqueur.
Lori obediently brought Ken another beer and stood
still in front of him. She knew what he wanted but was
unable to comply so easily. Ken's hand shot out so fast
she could not avoid it. He grabbed the bottom of the
small tank top, which had the name 'Hotties' across the
front in big, bold letters. With a swift, sure move, he
removed it over her head and all she could do was blink
in amazement. 'How can this be happening to me?' Lori
wondered.
The men stared at the black, lacy bra noticing how big
and attractive her titties looked with a pushup effect.
Not an eye missed the revealing of Lori's left breast
as Ken rolled the black lace off her mound. All the men
yearned to be in Ken's chair as he brazenly exposed her
lush tit. A whimper was heard when his mouth went to
the tip and the room filled with a loud sucking noise
when he devoured her nipple. To Lori's dismay, he
sucked it deep into his hungry mouth before letting it
slip out slowly. His teeth scraped over the tender
flesh, tormenting her until the rose-colored bud popped
out of his mouth.
The temporary relief when Ken set her nipple free was
short-lived as orders for fresh drinks were given. Lori
went to the bar and picked up the next order taking it
to Ronny. She stood in front of the black man handing
him the beer and waited like an obedient waitress. He
was about to grab her tit when Ken suddenly spoke up.
"No! Ronny don't do it, let her offer you her nipple. I
want my sweetheart to serve up her nipple to each guy.
I want my pretty, loyal slut to bare her sweet titty to
each and everyone of you," he said while holding her
eyes in a deadly stare. This was it to Ken's fired-up
ego; this was the moment of truth. All his bragging had
come down to this. One last stand by a beautiful woman
who Ken boasted to his buddies was his devoted slut.
There it was! Lori shook with utter astonishment at his
brash demand. She turned her head from Ken's glare and
looked at Ronny whose eyes were locked on her chest.
How she moved was a complete mystery to her confused
mind. Lori's fingers trembled but she managed to expose
herself. In an instant Ronny sucked her precious bud
into his starving mouth sending a shiver through her
entire body.
Lori glanced down at the black, curly hair and for a
fleeting instant, wondered about Andy. How many times
had they talked about Lori having sex with a black man,
she questioned. For the first time in her life a black
man was caressing her boobs and Lori felt familiar
spasms roll through her tummy.
In her mind, she was a slut, Ken's slut. Everything was
a blur and it did not take long before her bra was cast
aside. Much to the delight of five aroused men, Lori
moved around the excited men with nothing on but the
hopelessly short skirt and high boots. They all
marveled at the gorgeous body of Ken's slut and took
every opportunity to feel her titties, pussy and her
bare ass.
Lori's prized treasures were passed around like
cherished ornaments and by half time she was dreadfully
flushed from embarrassment. She fretted about what Andy
would think of his once faithful wife being a pawn for
Ken and his buddies. Lori did not have to worry about
her husband as Ken had ensured that he was one happy
man.
Long before anyone arrived for the Sunday get-together,
Ken had set up a movie camera with the video piped to
his living room television. He put the camera on the
stereo cabinet, which was beside the large plasma TV so
that it panned the entire room. Although the picture
was not a close-up and not of great quality, it did
show the events quite explicitly leaving nothing to the
imagination.
Ken had outlined the day to Lori and Andy when the
couple left his place that fateful evening. He caught
Andy at the door on the way out after Lori had departed
and told the husband in very precise terms that he
could come to his place after the party started. "I
want your wimpy ass over here when we fuck your wife.
Be there!"
"Have you ever watched your wife get fucked by a black
man?" he had asked in his normal crude, brass tone.
"It's goin' to happen, little buddy and you can watch
it happen in my living room. Fuck, I can hardly wait to
see Ronny get his black hands on Lori," he told Andy
and dreamt of it happening. The details were so
shocking to the point they filled Andy with intense
desire to watch what happened. He did not mention them
to Lori for fear of how she would react.
Andy sat in the room thoroughly amazed at what happened
downstairs. He watched the black man suck his wife's
big tits and saw how he ripped the bra from her chest,
tossing it across the room. Andy was in a world of his
own and his fantasies of many years were coming to
fruition. He, like Lori, was thoroughly flushed and
heated by halftime expecting even more things to
happen.
There was a heightened atmosphere in the game room as
everyone anticipated Ken's plans. Lori was completely
exhausted from running around. Not only had she served
drinks and snacks but also worked very hard to stay out
and get out of the men's clutches. Ken's buddies were
told they would all get to have intercourse with his
slut and they eagerly waited for his go ahead.
The half time show was almost over when Ken revealed a
few playing cards. He had an ace, deuce, three and four
in his hand and shuffled them so that his friends did
not know which card they would pick. They would each
choose a card to determine the pecking order for sex.
"Whoever draws the ace gets to fuck my slut first, the
deuce gets sloppy seconds and so on," Ken said offering
a card to each man.
"Hell, I can have her anytime, so I'll wait until the
end. Lori loves it when I fuck her and you'll see what
kind of slut she is," he said with a beaming smile. "In
fact gentlemen, Lori and I have an appointment at Lu's
when the games are done this evening," Ken said and it
caused each man to hold their breath. They all knew
that Lu's was a famous tattoo parlor in the city and
wondered what Ken had in mind.
"And it's a good kick, all the way down to the goal
line," the announcer stated and the second half was
underway. Ken and his buddies cheered a punishing
tackle, which put the ball on the seventeen-yard line,
but their focus was really not on the game. Half time
was over. All knew it was time. They were all tuned to
Lori pleading for her dignity.
The only first down that occurred was by the lucky man
who drew the ace as he quickly removed Lori's skirt and
boots. All the pleading in the world would not prevent
the man from scoring a touchdown and he set out to
accomplish his goal. A couple of his friends aided in
manhandling Lori to get her on her back and spread
eagled on the carpeted floor. They all took a second to
admire her beauty and sex appeal. Struggling to remain
free, Lori looked absolutely ravishing.
Suddenly strong demanding fingers reached out and
grabbed onto her enlarged nipples. Lori watched
helplessly as the buds were turned into stone. When she
noticed dark, black fingers on her left nipple, the
contrast between her tanned, colored skin and black
sent a strong shiver through her body. Lori had many
dark, skinned friends but never had been intimate with
any. Now she lay on the floor unable to get free of the
damning caresses of a black man she hardly knew.
The black fingers pulled the nipple out from her chest,
grotesquely stretching it to the limit. It took a few
seconds before the pain traveled to her brain. When the
wave hit her, she tried to grab the hands in front of
her but someone quickly slapped her hands away. Lori
was in a state of shock as she watched the dark face
lower and pearly white teeth close over her vulnerable,
throbbing nipple.
She expected the man to bite hard and cause her great
pain but instead, he used his teeth and tongue in a
teasing fashion. Lightly he nibbled on the bud and
pulled it gently away from the rest of her titty. He
used his tongue, ever so skillfully, to caress the very
tip that was buried inside his mouth. Lori was so
focused on the black man and what he was doing that she
was only vaguely aware that someone had slipped between
her legs.
The man who drew the lucky ace easily spread her legs
wide, but Lori could not see over the black head on her
chest. All she knew was that something was spreading
her labia to the outer limits and that something was a
strange man's cock. Suddenly someone entered her well-
lubricated grotto, taking her breath away when the
unseen man rammed his hips downward with a violent
thrust. It took many seconds for her breathing to
resume. In the meantime, the man pumped his big cock in
and out like he was fucking a whore. There was no care
or loving tenderness, only immense passion to fuck the
sexy body of an entrapped woman.
All the bystanders cheered the action and yelled at
their buddy to "fuck the bitch". Lori was pinned and
Ronny and the man seemed to work in unison. For the
time being, her tits and cunt belonged to Ken's buddies
and Lori was destined to fulfill the drastic fantasies
of five enraged men. The man in the saddle dug his
strong fingers into the tender flesh of Lori's hips and
pulled them off the floor to enable him to split her
spirit into shreds. Both men were in an erotic
paradise. After sitting through two quarters of
football of tasting her pussy, it made them crazy with
lust.
Lori was like a Barbie doll, easily manipulated by the
men. It took measly seconds for the first load of cum
to fill her heavenly chamber. The man plowed his hard
cock in and out of Lori non-stop and with each thrust
downward, hot lava erupted from the head of his cock.
Lori cried out not knowing whether it was from the
disgusting fact that a stranger was fucking her pussy,
or that a black man was sucking and mauling her
titties.
Suddenly Lori felt the man who had fucked her roll off
her legs and away from her body. Horror filled her head
when she realized the black man had shifted his big,
lanky body so that he now had his hips between her
splayed legs. She knew exactly what he planned and her
fighting was a mere formality. Her struggles were so
futile and hopeless it seemed to add to the man's
desire to possess a white woman.
Ronny found it thoroughly arousing to feel her hands
push and struggle against his muscular chest trying to
hold him at a distance. Lori tried in vain to close her
legs but that was impossible with over 200 lbs of man
between her thighs. His desire heightened as Lori's
hips twisted and rolled but not far enough to evade the
head of his big, black cock.
A quick jab every few seconds threatened to invade
Lori's internal chamber and she began to plead with
Ronny to stop. He laughed out loud at her escape
attempts and tantalized her by pressing the tip of his
ramrod between the puffy labia. "Oh please, don't, oh
don't do this to me, please," she moaned and he loved
every word. The desperation in her voice became very
evident as Lori realized that Ronny could overpower her
at will and she was helpless to stop him.
When Ken had first told his buddies that he had
complete control of the sexiest bitch ever, Ronny
thought it was mere, groundless bragging. It had
however made him dream and fantasize about having sex
with such a woman, and her being white added immensely
to his lustful dreams. Realizing now that Ken's boasts
were not mere bullshit, he was determined to treat Lori
exactly like he saw many black studs do in triple 'X'
movies. 'Rough and extremely demanding,' he reflected.
"Gonna fill this white cunt with some good old, devil
semen!" he had whispered to her earlier while fondling
her titties.
Again and again Ronny teased her knowing he could shove
his large cock into Lori at any time. Oh how he loved
smaller women, especially the sluttish ones with white
skin who still fought to keep his black prick from
penetrating their bodies. Ronny didn't just want to
fuck the white bitch, he wanted to rape her and he
wanted the enticing session to last forever. His way of
thinking did not consider it as rape but merely a
playful façade. Lori was his to do with as he pleased
and Ronny loved the way Ken's slut was playing her role
as the reluctant victim of his sexual assault.
The man's friends were getting anxious for their turn.
They began prodding and coaxing him to proceed and fuck
the bitch. "Come on Ronny, fuck her, fuck her with that
black cock. Come on, we don't have all fuckin' day,
man," they kept pleading with him.
Ronny's black ass jammed forward brutally, knocking the
air out of Lori's lungs. Everyone in the room knew when
the black stiletto pierced Lori's cervix, turning the
womb that had nurtured her children into a black
ghetto. He powered his cock into her so hard, so deep,
and so brutally fast, that Lori struggled to catch her
breath as Ronny battered her cervix.
Seconds passed before she could breathe again and by
that time, Ronny had gained a fucking rhythm of a
madman. In and out he went like a racing locomotive and
with each penetration to the hilt, Lori felt more like
a consumed bitch. Someone took the liberty to wrap
Lori's long, slender legs around the black hips and
held them there for security. She knew full well she
was now a white bitch being fucked by a black man and
that her sacred vagina would soon be filled with his
black seed.
Suddenly a spasm shot through her loins like a bolt of
lightning, just as fast and with the same intensity as
an electric shock. No, no, Lori kept telling her
troubled mind but all the while she knew the man was
not going to be satisfied by merely fucking her. The
more she tried to stave off the demeaning orgasm, which
was whelming deep inside her womb, the more it reared
its raging head.
Out of nowhere, the man reached for her gyrating
titties and pinched both nipples between his strong,
black fingers. Ronny arched his back to allow room so
he could caress her titties and pinched so hard it was
impossible not to get Lori's complete attention. Then
he whispered ever so sarcastically. "Tell me you want
my black cock to fuck your tight, white cunt. Tell me
or else. I want your white ass bitch and I want to hear
you say it. Say you want my black cock!" he whispered
while pulling her tender nipples with a wild fury.
There was no respite for Lori as he relentlessly pumped
in and out. "Oh my gawd. I'm being fucked by a black
man," she began the dire protest which quickly turned
into a complete confession. "Gawd, you're so deep, your
black cock is so deep. I can feel it inside me, fucking
me," Lori moaned.
He tweaked the swollen nips to indicate he wanted her
to say more. She didn't want to but the lust was far
too compelling. Lori knew his threats were idle ones
and he would not really hurt her, but she used his
words as an excuse for complying. After all, she
deemed, Ken wanted to hear it too.
"Fuck, fuck, please don't hurt me," she pleaded. "Yes,
you're fucking me with your black cock. Oh gawd, you
bastard. I want your black cock inside me, fucking me!
Are you fucking happy?" she yelled and suddenly he hit
a spot inside Lori that took the last shred of decency
from her mind. "Fuck me you bastard, fuck me like I'm
your white bitch, fuck me...Oh gawd I'm coming for you.
I'm coming for you... Oh gawd why? I can't stop; it
feels so fucking good," she moaned in lost passion,
adding, "Bastard, bastard, bastard," to let him know
she still had some fight left.
He took Lori over the crest of the mountain of lust and
smiled the biggest smile as her orgasm flourished like
no other. It was time to release the black demons and
he climaxed with the utter satisfaction of knowing he
was master of a white princess. Not only were they
fucking like two animals to a shocked audience, but
they both were entirely sweep away by the intensity of
their own ecstasy.
When it was over, Lori's arms and legs were shoved,
sort of cast to her sides. She lay on the carpet
completely spent from the ordeal and did not even
attempt to get away from number three. It turned out
that three and number four worked together. Not a
protest was heard from the beaten woman when the one
man went between her legs. The other caressed her
titties like he had never felt such enormous beauty. He
squeezed them as if they might break and teased the
ends like they were precious jewels.
Lori understood what would make Ken's buddies happy and
she obliged not wanting to displease Ken who was still
not far from her side. Why she did not fight or protest
would always remain a mystery but she allowed each man
to possess her exhausted body and use it as they
wished. In fact, she blushed with embarrassment knowing
she relished the gangbang with Ken's buddies. Her only
regret was that Andy was not there to see it.
There was no need for any worry from Lori because her
husband watched every erotic scene unfold with intense
desire. Although the picture was not perfect, Andy had
no problem seeing what went on in Ken's playroom. The
gangbang would be recorded for all time and Ken would
most likely replay the raunchy episode over and over
for himself, his friends as well as his two boys.
The first football game ended but none of the men
regretted not watching most of it. The announcers gave
a pre-game hype for the evening game, which featured
the Seahawks. Ken and his crowd loved the Seahawks and
Lori would eventually find out just how much. His plans
would leave a permanent reminder etched on her body but
he would save that for the finale of the best day ever
of Sunday football.
The sound was turned up on the television but no one
seemed to hear the broadcast. An erotic ambiance filled
the room and suddenly Ken got an impulsive flash of
genius. He quickly decided to modify his plans and
rushed upstairs. He looked Andy straight in the eyes.
"Come on down little buddy, your slut wife wants you to
fuck her in the ass. You didn't get a chance to finish
the other morning when I busted in on you, but now,
it's your big chance," Ken said giving Andy little
chance to digest his devilish request.
Andy interpreted his neighbor's words as an order and
one he was destined to obey. Like it or not, he
decided, Ken held the controlling influence over
himself and Lori. With a shrug of his shoulders, he
followed Ken into the den of purgatory. In Andy's
aroused state of mind, he was definitely not thinking
with any logic or reason.
They entered the den and Ken quickly resumed control.
"This is Lori's husband. Would you believe, he has
never had anal sex with his slut wife," Ken said with a
laugh. Then he boasted, "I have!" to a roar of
laughter. He turned and spoke directly to Andy. "She
wants you to fuck her and I know how to absolutely blow
our minds," he said. "Hell they've all fucked her so
you may as well have a piece of the action," Ken said
and the obvious sarcasm did not register in Andy's,
lust-filled brain.
How two people who appeared quite normal and
intelligent could fall under the control of a lowdown
skunk would surely leave anyone dumbfounded. But Ken
was the ultimate schemer and instinctively knew exactly
how to gain the upper hand.
He had sacrificed his dream woman to his drinking
buddies, holding off satisfying his own pent up
emotions. But not any longer, he decided, as his cock
was ready to burst and it was time. He guided the
awestruck Andy over to Lori and spoke to both.
"We're going to put on a little sex show for my
friends," he said and proceeded to remove his clothes.
This left Andy as the only one dressed but that did not
last long after Ken ordered him in his meanest voice to
undress. They were standing near the bar and Ken
suddenly lay on the carpeted floor at Lori's feet.
Ken lay on his back with his head propped upward and
his cock pulsed and jerked wildly above his pelvis at
about a 45-degree angle. He glanced around the room and
saw that his close buddies were all thoroughly envious.
Not one was about to miss the dramatic scene unfolding
like an award winning, soap opera. Ken's hero status to
his close friends would be entrenched in the hallowed
walls of football Sunday, he knew.
"Get down here sweetheart and sit that tight pussy on
your favorite cock. It's time for double trouble my
dear slut. Get your sweet pussy on my cock, now!" came
the demand from the devil as far as Lori was concerned.
Ken could see that she was hesitant or reluctant. "Show
them how much you need my cock and I don't want any
fucking backtalk," he whispered and it was an obvious
command.
Lori whimpered and glanced at her husband to see he was
more interested in Ken's dick than her dilemma. She
felt lost without any recourse. The profound demand hit
her hard. "Oh gawd," she thought, "He can't be serious?
Not here in front of everyone?" But her actions were
controlled by an inner being belonging to her powerful
neighbor.
The men watched her move slowly, but with grace over
Ken's body. When she squatted and hovered over his
throbbing pecker, they all held their breath in
anticipation. Lori put her dainty hand around the long,
veined shaft and held it upright.
They did not have to wait long. There were loud groans
of envy when she placed the flared head between her
thighs and paused for a few seconds. When she rubbed
the head back and forth through the vast wetness, they
all knew she was really going to do it. Lori sat down,
piercing herself fully with the large man-cock that
promised to give her intense pleasure. Lori's moan of
anguish melded with the men's moans of lust. Her heart
beat a thousand times a minute and she became so
flushed it was hard to keep conscious of what was
happening.
Lori welcomed Ken's demands as he guided and shifted
her body so that she lay prone. Somehow he managed to
get her legs spread wide enough to go around his and
she lay on top of the serpent. His cock was embedded
inside her heated channel and her breathing was
extremely broken and ragged.
"Now hubby can finally fuck your ass," he sneered. "I
am going to enjoy him blowing his load up your butt,
then you can cum for me while I fuck your cunt," Ken
whispered for her benefit only. "You are my slut and
you will show all my friends that you love nothing more
than coating my stiff dick with your cum. You just
can't resist cumming when I fuck you, can you?" he
asked greeting her with an intimate smile.
She felt movement behind her and knew what Andy was
going to do. That did not stop her from concentrating
on fighting the man who controlled her secret desires.
"Fuck you. You can fuck me but I'll fight you forever,
you bastard," Lori whispered with a determination to
survive. "Your fucking pervert cronies can watch you
climax in a dishrag. In fact, you may as well
masturbate, you bastard,"
The head of Andy's cock found the puckered asshole and
he pushed. A cry of agony escaped Lori's lips.
"Not too fast little buddy," counseled Ken. "Take it
easy on her ass. Put some spit on your cock to make it
go in without hurtin' her," he informed the inflamed
husband.
Andy immediately covered his penis with saliva
lubricant. There was a slight hesitation when he re-
entered her hole but then he was inside. The heat and
shock of actually satisfying a lifelong fantasy struck
and his stamina disappeared in a flash. He gave one,
then another pump and that was all it took to begin an
orgasm that he had staved off for a complete football
game.
All Lori could think about was hoping that Andy would
delay his climax. Maybe it would assist her in her dire
struggle to defeat her hated tormentor, she reasoned.
It seemed that Ken worked his magic every time they had
intercourse. Ken was well aware that any husband having
to watch his wife have sex with strangers for two to
three hours would be absolutely at the end of their
stamina. Andy had watched the whole affair with intense
lust and desire but now the heat of his wife's
cherished ass turned his willpower to quicksand.
Lori felt the hips above her quiver and jerk out of
control. She did not have to look to know what was
happening to Andy. For the first time in his life, Andy
shot his load up Lori's ass and for a brief second, she
wished an orgasm would overtake her desires. Within a
minute, Andy was finished and all his pent up desires
had vanished when he slowly rolled off the two sweaty
bodies.
Ken felt a strong passion building inside his chest
that made his ultra ego flourish. "I hope you are
holding back, darling. I don't want my slut to have an
orgasm before I am ready," he whispered. He grinned
knowing it was time for humiliation to the nth degree.
"Can you feel my cock inside your pussy? I can feel
your belly and I'm ready to give you the fucking of
your life," he said making it sound like a promise. He
was determined to talk and keep telling Lori how he
felt.
"Oops, I'm sorry, I mean you are going to fuck my dick
and give yourself an orgasm," he said. "Yes, you're
going to cum on my dick, aren't you baby? You always
cum on my dick. I do love the way your little cunt
squeezes my cock and makes it throb like crazy," he
whispered. "God, I love fucking your cunt and blowing
my load into your sweet belly. Maybe if you keep moving
your hips like that, you will make me climax," he said
and Lori found it amazing that she was actually moving.
Suddenly she made a decision. 'Maybe if I do it to him,
he will climax and I will be free,' she thought. She
began a slow and deliberate pumping of her hips, up and
down over his extended manhood. Suddenly Ken put his
big, strong hands around her hips and his fingers dug
into the fleshy cheeks of her ass. Every time she moved
her hips downward, swallowing up the long shaft, Ken
pulled hard and dug his fingertips into the tender ass
cheeks.
Somehow a rhythm developed as her hips began pumping
much faster, up, down, up and down. Ken's cock suddenly
hit some button inside Lori. Her mind fought for
liberation knowing time was running short. It was the
ultimate battle of the sexes, Lori wanting to make her
hated neighbor have an orgasm while she kept her soul
free from the man.
"That's it. Fuck me baby, fuck me with all you've got,
sweetheart, because you are going to blow your fucking
load on my dick," he whispered and gritted his teeth.
His willpower was profound and he continued. "Andy is
watching you fuck my cock," he said realizing her
husband was off to one side. "He loves watching you
orgasm like the slut you are when I fuck you."
"All my buddies are watching you, my slut bitch, fuck
my cock. You know what I feel like doing? Getting Rex
in here to give them a real fuck show," he said. "How
would you like it if I got Rex in here so he can fuck
his bitch too?" he whispered. "I know your husband
would like that, wouldn't he?" Ken asked and felt her
body jerk wildly.
The two interlocked bodies were in a separate world
oblivious to any spectators. Ken's talk, his dirty
demands were too much for any sane woman and Lori
suddenly lost the will to fight. Visions of Ken, his
sons and now Rex flashed through her head like a most
vivid dream. It was like performing in front of a large
audience and Lori could plainly visualize herself being
fucked by Rex.
Ken released her sweaty ass cheeks and grabbed her by
the head, wrapping his fingers of his left hand in the
long, black curls. He used his superior strength to
bend her upper torso upwards, arching her spine so her
chest was up off his body. With his free hand, he
slapped and punished her titties without caring if it
hurt or not. All mouths hung open with sheer amazement
as Ken roughly treated Lori like a cheap slut. Slap,
slap and each loud slap on the hanging titties was
cheered with enthusiasm. Suddenly everyone noticed the
tanned hips were thrashing out of control.
"Don't do it. Don't cum yet, I want to savoir the joy
of fucking you," he hissed. "Your god damned cunt is so
fucking hot, so fucking tight, so fucking sweet...I
want this fuck to last forever," Ken whispered knowing
his time was getting short as well.
"Oh gawd, I can't. Oh gawd, I can't. Oh please, please
stop for a second, just a second, oh please Ken,
please," Lori begged letting Ken know she was his.
Continuing his battering of her hanging tits, he held
her by the hair, most likely hurting her but it did not
matter. Brutally, he forced her face to his and nailed
the coffin shut.
"Fuck me bitch! Fuck me! Lori, listen to me... I love
my slut and want to make her happy. It's okay to cum
sweetheart, so cum now for me, slut. Can you feel my
cock fucking your filthy cunt?" he asked and Lori
creamed like never before. Her body was pure steel and
tense nerves. All that mattered to her now was that Ken
was making her cum. Lost in a deep, dark sea of
passion, she climaxed like Ken wanted knowing that he
was holding back for her to cum first. She swore to
keep moving, keep her hips thrusting up and down for
him.
"Fuck... I can't hold it any longer, baby..." he
hissed. "Fuck it's good, so fucking good. I want my
chizz in your goddamned, whore's-belly. I'm cumming,
cumming you slut. Damn, you're the best fuck ever," Ken
hissed through his teeth as he felt the fires roar out
of control. It may have lasted but a mere few seconds,
but to Ken and Lori, it felt like forever. With a
forceful blast, Ken emptied his bloated balls into her
as Lori welcomed his seed into the deepest reaches of
her coveted womb.
Suddenly, Lori knew there was but one man for her
sexual desires. Her secret confession would be held
that way for a long time but for now, she relished the
total fulfillment a man could give a woman. If Ken
wanted to have sex with her, Lori would fulfill his
dreams; if Ken wanted her to act like a slut for his
friends, she would do it; if Ken wanted her to service
his mangy dog, she would comply.
When Ken released her body and let her free, he
indicated her afternoon was not done. The lust-filled
men who were rejuvenated from watching the torrid
episode of erotic passion manhandled her. Each wanted
one thing, Lori's lips wrapped around their cock. Lori
would remember feeling cocks, putting her elegant hands
around hard throbbing cocks, marveling at how divine
each one felt in her small, dainty hands.
One man got the urge to have Lori suck his cock and
without asking or waiting for an invite, he used her
mouth. He shoved his rod into her lips and forced her
mouth open. Lori realized the man was treating her like
a street whore but she knew what was required to please
her master. She gulped the slim pecker into her mouth
even allowing it to slither down her throat a ways when
she realized it was not really big enough to choke her.
The stale, salty taste was slightly revolting causing
Lori to shiver with disgust for not finding his
offensive actions more horrifying.
Andy's face blended in with all the others. He too
reaped a reward but it took him well into the second
game before he was re-energized. Lori had swallowed the
seed of every man before getting to his but that did
not matter to either one of them.
The Seahawks hung on to win but the game was all but
forgotten by Ken and his friends. It was getting late
when the phone rang. Ken answered it knowing it would
be one of his boys. The arrangements he made with Sean
and Troy were that they would call when they left
Helen's sisters. He knew he would have only one hour to
clean up the house before they arrived home.
"Tell your mom that I will be out for a couple of hours
and if she asks, just tell her it's none of her fucking
business. But you will be amazed the next time you see
Lori," he told his son. His plans to have the Seahawk
emblem tattooed on Lori's ass gave him the biggest
thrill and he just had to tell someone. Ken had made
arrangements with Lu to open his shop but that was very
easy since Lu lived above the parlor.
"I am taking her to Lu's to have the Seahawk head
tattooed on her ass. Fuck, every time the slut looks at
her butt she will see the hawk's head and know she is a
bona fide slut...my slut," he told his son and laughed.
"See you later, buddy. Just keep your mother happy and
tell her I will be home when I get home," he said.
The party broke up fairly quickly once Ken's friends
knew Helen was on the way home. They all thanked Ken
for the special day and all left with the biggest smile
of satisfaction knowing it was a day to remember. None
of the men were in any shape to drive and left by cab.
Ken also called a cab for his trip downtown with his
sexy neighbor.
"Time to go home little buddy," Ken told Andy. "Leave
Lori with me. I am taking her to see my special friend
Lu. You know Lu? He owns the tattoo parlor downtown.
When I bring your little slut home, you will love what
I am getting done to her gorgeous ass," he told the
flabbergasted husband.
"But..." Andy started to say.
"Party's over, pal! Now get the fuck out of here!" Ken
stated and it did not take long until he was left alone
with his slut Lori.
***
Ken left his home fully satisfied with how the Sunday
Football party had gone with his buddies. His faithful
slut Lori had performed far beyond expectations and
even he had to agree she surpassed any of his wild
fantasies. Watching her entertain his beer-drinking
friends and serve them beer along with every part of
her sexy body was the biggest thrill. When he watched
Ronny, his black friend, molest and turn his servant
into a wanton, white slut, Ken thought he would blow
his load on the spot. He could not remember getting so
aroused in his entire life.
The taxi arrived and Ken led Lori by the hand out to
the cab. She shivered not only from the cool breeze
hitting her flushed skin but also from the stunning
view she gave the taxi driver. All she wore were the
boots, skirt and the tank top. The top covered her
magnificent boobs but made them even more appealing.
Her nipples had remained hardened and put two big bumps
in the stretched fabric that nobody could miss.
Ken helped Lori into the backseat and he plunked down
right next to her immediately putting his big, burly
arm around her lithe shoulders. It prevented Lori from
moving away from his body and it appeared to the driver
that they were a loving couple. He kept checking the
rearview mirror for any eye-catching sights and Ken
made sure to oblige.
Ken gave the address of the tattoo parlor and proceeded
to demonstrate a slut's role. "Ken, for gawd's sake not
here," Lori protested to no avail. Every time she put
her hands up to protest or right her top, Ken easily
brushed her aside. He hugged her against his body and
rolled the tank top up, off her titties much to the
driver's amazement. The driver watched the couple in
the backseat of his cab as the woman's tits were
displayed for his hungry eyes. Somehow he managed to
keep the cab on the streets even though his eyes were
glued to the rearview mirror.
"Sit the fuck back and enjoy the ride. You will love
what I have in store for you. It will always be a
reminder of me, of what you are to me," Ken whispered
and smiled as Lori fidgeted in the seat. He fondled her
boobs and caressed her nipples without another protest
and Lori merely whimpered keeping her arms down at her
sides. Ken glanced at the mirror and grinned with
satisfaction knowing the man would think Lori was an
exhibitionist.
"Holy fuck! They are magnificent," the driver whispered
not believing in his good fortune. He ogled the man and
woman in the backseat and it almost seemed that the man
was purposely showing him two of the nicest tits. Ken
stretched the hardened nipples beyond reasonable limits
but Lori remained passive as he molested her. Then he
rolled them between his fingers making sure to keep the
ends exposed to the front seat. He got extremely
excited thinking of how he was putting on an erotic
show for a complete stranger.
"You can't be serious. You can't mean it? You aren't
getting some fucking football emblem put on my body?"
Lori responded in a shaky voice. Visions of a Seahawk
like the one on the team's jersey flashed through her
head and her whole body shivered in horror. "Ken. Ken
for gawd sake you can't be serious?" she asked almost
pleading.
"Sweetheart. You're fucking right I am serious. Lu is
going to put the head right on the cheek of your ass
and I am going to cherish every drop of ink," he told
his frightened hostage. Suddenly he twisted in the seat
and his hand went to Lori's chin to turn her face to
his. "Lori, I am going to fuck you whenever I get the
urge and you know you want me as much as I want you,"
he whispered and stared in the eyes.
"I just love the way you fight me and think you are so
goddamn superior," Ken said. "But you don't really have
a choice in the matter. Do you? Your ass is mine,
sweetheart and Lu is going to tattoo your ass for me...
Do you know how I am going to pay him?" he asked and
waited a dreadful minute. Lori thought of many
responses to his frightening question and they all made
her stomach do constant summersaults.
"I am going to let the greasy, little bastard fuck my
slut and fill her little hole with some Asian chizz,"
he informed Lori much to her chagrin.
Lori was speechless and sat very still as the cab
pulled up in front of a dimly lit storefront. Somehow
her top got replaced over her breasts whether it was
Ken or she who righted the garment. Ken got out and
held his hand out for Lori, which she reluctantly took
for fear of his reprisal. Her legs shook and vibrated
and it was extremely hard to walk as Ken led her into
the darkened shop. Lu had left the door unlocked and
was sitting at a large desk waiting for his expected
visitors. Lori looked at his face and saw desire
written all over it.
"Come. You come in back. I have ready. I put hawk's
head on ass just like you say," Lu said to Ken and
motioned for Lori to follow him into the backroom. Ken
sort of pushed Lori towards Lu and saw her timidly
follow the man to the brightly lit salon in the back
section of the shop. He locked the front door and
followed the pair. Lu was the best artist in the city
and his work was highly prized by anyone wanting a
tattoo or piercing.
Lu quickly ushered the quivering woman into his
operating room and motioned for her to get onto a
leather-covered table. Lori reluctantly got up on the
table but it did not please the little Chinaman. "No!
You lie down. Put face on table and lay on stomach," Lu
said and immediately assisted her to get into a prone
position. Lori could only imagine the view the little
pervert got of her derriere and it was next to
impossible to keep her short skirt from riding up. She
desperately wanted to tug on the skirt to keep the hem
down so that her bum was covered but knew it was
senseless. Not wanting to make a scene, she merely
prayed the fabric shielded her nakedness from Lu's
beady eyes.
It happened so fast Lori was unable to prevent Lu from
exposing the intended area for the engraving. He
flipped the bottom of her skirt to her waist and
admired the gorgeous ass. "It go here," Lu said and
pointed to a spot at the upper region of Lori's right
cheek. Then he drew a frame with his finger on her
inflamed flesh and Lori flinched from his bold touch.
Lu left her buttocks fully exposed and went to work
readying his equipment for the task. Every few seconds
his glare returned to Lori's shapely butt and a little
evil smile crossed his face. Yes, he decided, he was
surely going to enjoy ravishing this gorgeous piece of
ass.
He glanced in Ken's direction and immediately saw the
man gave his full approval with a nod of his head. When
his friend suggested to him days ago that he wanted a
tattoo put on his slut's ass, Lu had thought Ken was
nuts. First he wondered how a married man could have a
slut, but also he wondered how a woman would ever allow
such a thing? Seeing Lori prone on his worktable, Lu
was about to realize a dream of his life. He fantasized
for years of fucking a truly sexy, white woman and now
here she was lying on his table.
Lori held her legs together with a desperate plea it
was all a bad dream. Suddenly Lu got much bolder and
moved to the end of the table where Lori's feet were.
He put his small hands on her ankles and his grip was
viselike as he forcibly moved her feet apart. Wider he
spread her legs until he spotted the narrow, pink slit
between her thighs. Lu marveled at the fact he could
see no hint of hair and shifted Lori's legs apart until
he could see the puffy lips open slightly on their own.
Lu had never seen anything so alluring or so enticing.
Lori sensed what the little artist was doing but one
glance at Ken told her there was no alternative. Oh,
how she wanted to jump off the table but she knew that
Ken would not allow that. Like a timid little girl
about to be scolded, she lowered her eyes and stared at
the soft leather in front of her face. She could only
imagine what the man was looking at and how exposed her
lower body was to his hungry ogling. Degree by degree
her temperature rose until Lori was completely flushed
with embarrassment.
The fact Ken had promised payment, but a payment beyond
anything Lu could imagine, fueled the lust in Lu's
brain. This gorgeous woman willingly spread her legs to
expose herself, he inferred, and she did not move a
muscle to stop what was happening. His pecker was fully
hardened and put a small bulge in the front of his
pants as he anticipated fucking this sexy creature.
Suddenly Ken was at her side and Lori knew he was up to
no good. He put his big hands on her legs, grabbing her
about the knees and pretended to hold them apart.
Slowly, he caressed upward, caressing the insides of
her thighs, making Lori shiver as he drew closer to her
precious opening. Visions appeared on the insides of
Lori's eyelids as she pinched them closed. They showed
how wanton she must appear with her legs splayed so
openly. She imaged both men spying her nudity with evil
intent.
Lori almost expected it when fingers touched her. A
finger easily slipped between her puffy labia and the
only thing Lori wondered was who invaded her exposed
pussy. The answer made her cringe in fear. "Oh fuck, I
never see such gorgeous cunt. Lu fuck like you promise,
right?" the artist whispered in his broken English.
Ken's promise to reward him by having intercourse with
Lori was foremost in Lu's mind. He stared at her cunt
and it was truly the most erotic experience of his life
as his finger penetrated the puffy, pink lips.
Lori uttered tiny sobs and felt totally helpless when
fingers pinched her clitoris. Suddenly, the throbbing
bud was pulled out from its distended hood much to her
dismay. Lori felt like crying when the slippery clit
was rolled, pinched, squeezed and molested and there
was nothing in the world she could do about it.
She prayed for deliverance. Anything to get free of the
obtrusive fingers and the damning caresses, she
implored. Lu was in heaven. He stretched the tender
morsel until it was twice its normal size. He could not
imagine anything more astounding. It was time to get on
with the tattoo and Lu reluctantly let the swollen
treasure slip out of his fingers. Lori breathed a big
sigh of relief and hoped the little bastard would now
leave her alone.
Lu moved around the table to the right side, but Lori
couldn't get her legs closed fast enough. It may have
been a small triumph but to Lori it was huge. Free at
last, she thought, but it was only a fleeting respite.
Lu moved his tray of instruments up to the table and
decided the quicker he finished the tattoo, the sooner
he would be able to ravage Lori's, sexy body.
Lori jumped when Lu wiped a sterile, cotton swab over
her right cheek prolonging the caress. "I clean... draw
head on ass," he said and promptly started to etch a
rough drawing of the Seahawk symbol with his pen. Lori
closed her eyes and tried to block out the upcoming
episode intended to be the ultimate humiliation by her
captor.
Her heart skipped a few beats when the needle
instrument began the ardent task of tattooing, and then
beat hurriedly as the artist worked the magic device.
It was ink and wipe, ink and wipe and Lori only
imagined what the inflamed cheek of her ass looked
like. A loud buzzing sound filled the air and then pain
rushed through her brain. Tears definitely ran down her
rosy cheeks as Lu skillfully etched the dreaded Seahawk
head on the cheek of her ass.
It took many minutes for the tattoo to be permanently
inked into her skin. It had to be the longest yard, the
longest 30 minutes of her life before the humiliation
was complete. For the strangest reason, Lori got some
comfort when Ken stood at her side and held her dainty
hand. He wrapped his big, strong fingers around her
small hand and it gave Lori a sense that he would
protect her. Somehow it washed away the negative
aspects of her getting a tattoo and filled her head
with the thought she was pleasing Ken.
At that precise moment, Lori readily let her soul flow
through her womanly body to the junction of the two
hands. She was willing to fulfill any of her mentor's
demands. So when the buzzing stopped and Lu wiped the
excess ink off her butt, Lori felt a great wave of
relief wash over her.
Ken squeezed her hand. It was time to comply with Ken's
degrading wishes, she realized. Maybe it was telepathy
or just Lori's willingness but she understood Ken's
promise and without a word, she opened her legs. It was
an offering she would live to regret but she was unable
to stop. Lori let her mind sort of drift off into
dreamland and suddenly, she felt someone moving between
her splayed legs. Her head came up off the table and
she glanced behind to see Lu was kneeing on the table.
His intentions were obvious. A million things rushed
through Lori's mind as she stared at the almost naked
man who was going to fuck her right there on his
worktable. Lori knew what Ken wanted most. He wanted
her to struggle and protest like his devoted slut but
reluctantly surrender to his friend's assault.
She tried to raise her upper torso but Ken was
instantly in her face. "Don't worry sweetheart. Lu will
be quick and I'm sure he will blow his load into you in
a hurry," Ken whispered. He grabbed a handful of her
hair and forced her to look into his demanding eyes.
"Talk to me babe. Tell me what he is doing and I want
to hear my little sweetheart talking like a slut," he
said and held her stare until she could not refuse his
orders.
"Oh gawd Ken. He's going to do it, isn't he? No, he's
between my legs; I can feel his pecker on my ass. Oh
gawd, he's rubbing it all over my ass, Ken please make
him stop," she whispered without hope of getting her
pleas answered. He merely gave her head a shake and
indicated he wanted her to keep speaking.
"Oh no, I can feel his cock between my legs and he is,
oh gawd Ken, he is putting it there. Oh gawd, he is
pushing it in, into my pussy. Please, oh Ken, he's in,
oh gawd he's inside me," came the dire moans of protest
but they merely inflamed the minds of two men. It was
strange but Ken wanted to humiliate his devoted Lori
even more. He needed to hear it all so he gave stern
indications by holding Lori's head in a demanding
fashion. Staring directly into her teary eyes, Ken
moved his lips without uttering an order out loud.
"Ken, oh gawd, he's doing it... his cock is fucking
me... but, but oh gawd I wish it was you... You
bastard, are you happy? I dream of you making love to
me, fucking me, of you putting your cock so deep inside
my cunt. You're a bastard for doing this to me... I
don't want to think about you... but I can't stop
myself. I want to be your slut," Lori whispered knowing
she was slipping deeper and deeper in her neighbor's
grasp.
She had said it to him. Lori had told Ken that she was
his woman, his slut and that she dreamed of him, but
now she felt relieved. Ken was too powerful, she
deemed, and controlled her inner being like no other.
She felt the little Chinese man fucking her like she
was a bitch in heat but dreamed of Ken taking her soul
like he always did. Lori blocked out the demoralizing
fact she was having intercourse with a stranger merely
for Ken's entertainment.
Lu began pumping in and out of his captured bitch.
Nothing like this had ever happened in his life. His
sharp fingers dug into the tender flesh of Lori's hips
as his mind exploded with lust. "Fuck, oh fuck it so
good. Lu fuck slut like you say. Oh fuck, it good," he
moaned. Hearing the little man's words instantly made
Lori feel used.
His tempo increased and Lori could tell he was reaching
the crest. Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her
volcano. Lu shot burning lava all over her ass,
covering her flushed cheeks with globs of cum. He had
to have his tiny fist around his cock as he ejaculated
and Lu pumped his pecker until he was finished blasting
his hot load. Marveling at the sight of his cum
covering Lori's flesh, he ran his fingers in the cum
spreading it all over, embarrassing Lori to the utmost.
"That was fucking wonderful, slut. I have a good mind
to fuck my little bitch right here but it's getting
late. It's getting late and we have to go but I would
love to see the look on Andy's face when he sees the
tattoo," Ken whispered sending a shiver through Lori's
body.
'Oh gawd,' she thought, 'what will Andy think of me
when he sees the Seahawk?' Lori felt the sterilizing
cream applied by Lu sooth her newly inked tattoo and
allowed the artist to apply a protective bandage. She
was in a complete daze while Ken manhandled her until
she was ready to depart the decrepit parlor. He held
her by the arm and they hailed a cab for home.
It was a quiet ride and neither said a word until the
car was within sight of Lori's house. "I'm sure he'll
be okay with it. But if he gives you any guff, call me
and I'll straightened him out. I'll kick his mealy ass
into Grover county if he gives my sweetheart slut any
trouble," Ken informed Lori. She had no doubts that he
was dead serious. Suddenly for a reason beyond her
understanding, Lori felt protected and closer to her
hated neighbor than she could ever imagine.
To be continued?
Author Note: Chapters 5 and 6 were intended to be one
chapter but it ran on much longer than I anticipated.
Now that chapter 6 is posted, I will begin work on ch7.
I left hints as to what direction the story will take
and hope my loyal readers will keep watching for new
posts. Please send your comments and suggestions as I
always appreciate feedback.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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