From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Barb And Her New Discovery
Date: 3 Feb 1996 04:50:51 GMT

			 Important Discovery

	Barbara was thinking about her lunch date with Julie when the
doorbell rang. She was relieved when she heard the reply through the
intercom. It was the workmen she had been expecting all morning. They
had finally arrived. Perhaps there still was a chance to keep her
date. If only they would finish in time. It wasn't that lunch with
Julie was that important, just that she had cancelled their planned
lunch only last week at the very last moment, and, she'd hate to have
to do it again.

	After all, Julie was being kind enough to treat her to lunch
to celebrate her thirtieth birthday. Barbara had become very depressed
at leaving her twenties behind her forever. She needed the company so
she could listen to Julie tell how she had coped with this exact
problem only six months before. She had thought about cancelling the
workmen, but, she knew that, if she did, her husband, Bob, would be
furious since it took over three weeks to get this appointment to
repair the fireplace.

	When she let the men in (there were two) she couldn't help but
notice how they looked at her, scanning her body from head to toe,
pausing to stare right into her eyes, then, descending over her body
once more. Although she felt embarrassed, the obvious appreciation the
men were showing for her body was somewhat stimulating as well.

	"Will you be finished by 1 PM?" asked Barbara. One of the men
answered, "We can't say until we've checked out the problem, ma'am.
Where's the fireplace?" Barbara directed them into the den and pointed
to the fireplace in the corner of the room. She then walked out and
returned to the bedroom to finish putting on her makeup.

	She could hear the workmen in the den. There were various
sounds, including the sound of their voices, but, even though she
tried, Barbara couldn't make out their words. Then, the noises
stopped, and, for quite some time there was nothing but silence. Were
they finished? Could they have left? They hadn't been paid yet.
Suddenly, Barbara noticed in the mirror, the images of both men
standing in the doorway of the bedroom. What could they want?

	Turning towards them, she asked if the repair was completed.
The same man who had responded to her before said that it was and they
were waiting for her to "pay for it." She didn't like the way those
last three words sounded, ominous to say the least.

	"What do I owe you?" she asked?

	Both men smiled and walked into the bedroom. The larger of the
two grabbed her by the shoulders and literally picked her up out of
the chair until she was standing. He then turned her around so she was
facing them.

	"Are you a whorish cunt, bitch?" he asked.

	"What did you say?" said Barbara, angered by his question.

	The man grabbed both her arms, whirled around behind her, then
pinned her arms together behind her back. "Get on your knees, bitch!"
he commanded. Hurting her by twisting her arms tighter, he said,
"Right now cunt, if you don't want to get hurt!"

	Quickly Barbara knelt directly before the smaller man.

	"You're going to pay the bill now you slut. Don't speak unless
you're spoken to, and, you had better obey me quickly when I order you
to do something, or else you will be very, very sorry. Is that
understood cunt?" When Barbara didn't answer, the larger man nodded
and the second man slapped her, hard, across the face.

	"Yes. I understand completely," Barbara quickly answered.

	The other man unzipped his fly and stepped out of his pants,
then he removed his shorts.

	"My God!" thought Barbara. His cock was at least ten inches,
and, it was very, very hard! They were going to make her suck it! She
had never even done this to her husband!

	Before she could think again, the larger man ordered her to
open her mouth, wide. A slight twist of her arms was sufficient
motivation for Barbara to comply. The other man placed his cock on her
bottom lip. He then rotated it all around her entire lip, smearing the
red lipstick she had applied only a short time before.

	"Kiss it," said the man behind her. Closing her eyes, she
kissed it tenderly. "Lick it, and open your eyes so you can see what
you're doing!" She had to obey. They would hurt her if she didn't.
Yet, what was this strange feeling that had come over her, the
sensation of heat rising steadily between her legs, her nipples were
now hard as a rock?

	"My God," she thought, "I'm enjoying this!" She licked the
cock running her tongue up and down the shaft between the man's balls
and his nicely circumcised head.

	"Beg him to put it in your mouth," came the next command.

	"Please," Barbara found the words flowing willingly from her
mouth, each syllable being uttered as her lips maintained contact with
the shaft. "Oh Please. Stick it in my mouth. Fuck my face with your
long, beautiful cock. Ram it down my throat. Please. Oh Please do
it."

	The man obliged, and Barbara licked and sucked his cock,
surprised at how easily she could adapt to this, learning how to take
the air into her lungs between ministrations. She felt like a whore, a
slut, a sex-crazed nymph - and she loved how it felt! The cock in her
mouth began to spasm, finally injecting its hot seminal fluid into her
mouth and down her throat. She loved it. She wanted more!

	"Now, cunt. Turn around and do me," came her next command.
With no hesitation whatsoever she made the 360 degree turn without
rising from her knees.

	"You take it out this time," she was told, as her arms were
freed to complete the task. Eagerly she removed the man's cock, and,
as before, she kissed it, licked it, then took it into her mouth,
sucking passionately on her newly found delicacy, performing until she
was pummeled with scum a second time, but, this time, the man withdrew
from her mouth and directed the hot stream right into her face!

	"Stand up. Go to the center of the room. Take off your dress,"
she heard the man command. As she removed her white knee-length skirt,
she could see her image in the mirror exciting her even more.

	"Now take off the bra and panties. Keep the rest on." She
unsnapped the bra and her excited breasts popped into view. When she
removed her white, silky bikini panties, she noticed the stain her
flowing juices had left right in the crotch.

	"Stand up straight. Spread your legs. Wider than that,
bitch!" She obeyed, exposing her nearly naked body as much as she
could. She was now wearing only her white garter belt, her nylons, and
her matching white heels. With her legs spread so wide, she had to be
careful to maintain her balance on the heels.

	"Now, cunt. Play with yourself. Start with those tits of
yours. Make them both get really hard. Then play with that pussy until
it's soaking wet. I want to see your juices flowing down your legs."
Embarrassed at the thought of performing this degrading act in front
of these men, yet very erotically stimulated at the same time, Barbara
began to make love to her own body, following the man's commands to
the letter. As she did, the smaller man took a camera out of his
toolbox and snapped many many photos of Barbara as she played with her
tits and cunt.

	"Stick some fingers into your asshole you whore, then, make
yourself cum," came the next command. The result was a shattering
orgasm, stronger than any she had ever experienced before. It was
fantastic!

	"Lick your fingers clean! Go to the bed. That was only a
deposit, slut. Now you're going to pay the bill in full." Barbara did
as she was told, and, both men used and abused her body for the next
hour and a half. They fucked her one at a time and both together, one
fucking her pussy, while the other fucked her ass! Barbara came time
after time after time.

	When the men finally had had enough, they got up from the bed
and dressed.

	"We'll be coming by once a week to check out the fireplace.
It's included in the price," said the man. "Make sure you keep your
Wednesdays free from now on, got that bitch?"

	"Yes sir, I will," said Barbara, knowing full well that they
had uncovered a whole different side of her, and she loved it! She was
no longer depressed, but, oh, she had to call Julie and cancel the
luncheon, being careful not to reschedule it on a Wednesday so she'd
be able to enjoy the unique pleasures she'd been introduced to today.

	She masturbated again while thinking of the day's events, and
the anticipation of more to come produced yet another orgasm.
Suddenly, her age was unimportant. She had a new purpose in life, and
she loved it!