'Oh, God, nooooo!' Pat wailed.
But there was nothing she could do to escape. The two men were much too strong for her. While Brock kept her pinned, Ted grunted lustily and pushed hard with his rigid seven-inch dick. Pat moaned hoarsely when she felt the huge knobby cock-head popping into the tiny tight mouth of her twat. The thick throbbing meat slowly stuffed her snug box till it was touching her womb.
'I'm in,' Ted gasped. 'I can take it from here.' As he'd correctly guessed, Pat wasn't going to fight any longer. The damage was already done. His thick hot cock was fully into her, and Brock was squatting right there, watching and grinning lewdly. She couldn't possibly be any more humiliated than she already was. Pat sank back on the rug with a sigh of defeat.
'That's more like it, honey,' Ted chuckled. 'You just relax and let me ball you silly. You're gonna love it.'
Pat doubted that. It seemed impossible to relax while the red-haired stranger fucked her and Brock watched. To pushed her long shapely legs wide open, then forced them back at the knees, fully exposing her lush red clit. That way both he and Brock could watch Ted's milky-pale cock slicing in and out between her plump red pussylips.
Ted began balling her in slow deep strokes, savoring her snug hot cunt. 'Real tight box,' he sighed happily.
'Yeah, she's a nice piece,' Brock said, 'when she isn't being pig-headed.'
He sat down on the rug and concentrated on the action, his eyes glued to his buddy's big pale cock as it moved steadily in and out of Pat's gripping little cunt-hole. Pat could tell that Brock was getting off on every bit of it, not just from watching another couple fuck but from watching Pat's shame and humiliation. Brock Spalding was a sickie, all right. Why hadn't she noticed it before?
But she had more immediate things to worry about. Ted was balling her very slowly, moving his cock in deep, gliding it hard over her sensitive little clit. She couldn't help starting to enjoy that leisurely balling. All her years of loneliness had built up her lust to a point where even this stranger's cock felt nice.
She loved the slow but steady stuffing of her tight little twat, loved the way his hard silky meat rubbed against the horny little lump of her clit. She felt her long-starved pussy slowly going hot and wet and swollen, felt the treacherous juicing of her cunt. Her conscience didn't approve of what was happening, but her body had other ideas.
'Jesus, she's hot,' Ted moaned.
Pat blushed deeply. Just as she'd feared, Ted could feel the lusty changes taking place in her pussy. He could feel her gripping twat starting to cream around his slow-probing dick. He could feel her whole slit getting puffy and steamy with arousal. Pat gritted her teeth and tried to blot out the deep pleasure of his fucking.
But Brock had to spoil things. He knew her all too well, dammit. 'Ball her harder, faster,' he eagerly urged his buddy. 'I wanta see her get off.'
Ted took his friend's advice. He suddenly started slamming his thick hard meat in Pat's tight little cunt-hole. Unprepared for the change of pace, she gasped and creamed hugely all around his jerking prick. It felt so damned good, she could hardly stifle her cries of bliss.
'I can feel it,' Ted panted. 'She's getting wet.'
Brock just chuckled wickedly.
Pat felt totally humiliated. Damn Brock anyhow, he knew just how to get her hot and horny. His advice to Ted had been right on. That fast furious fucking was making her so horny she could have screamed. Her cunt was growing red-hot, gripping Ted's slamming cock harder and banter, and her fragrant twat-juice was boiling out to soak his slapping balls.
'Oh, God,' Pat moaned.
'You're getting to her, old buddy,' Brock laughed. 'Just a little more. She loves it, but she's too proud to admit it.'
'Christ, I just hope I can hold out,' Ted moaned.
It wasn't easy for him to hold back his own climax as Pat's cunt grew ever tighter, hotter and more creamy. But it was a challenge for him to conquer this tall aloof woman, and he sawed away, gritting his teeth, trying to make her come. Brock felt the challenge, too, and he drew closer, watching eagerly.
'Come on, bitch,' Brock hissed, 'quit being phony. You know you dig my buddy's fucking. Let yourself go, for chrissake.'
'Fuck you,' Pat gasped.
She didn't ordinarily use rough language, but she was so angry at Brock that it just slipped out. She hated the way he was using her. And to make matters worse, she felt herself rising swiftly to the brink of orgasm. Ted's steadily sawing cock, stuffing her little box again and again, was making her unbearably lusty.
'Let me try something else,' Ted panted. 'I know what'll bring her off.'
He put all his weight on Pat's tall lush body, so that his slamming cock rubbed again and again, over her sensitive little clit. That was her undoing. She just couldn't resist all that hot friction on her lusty little love-bud. She felt a body-wracking climax washing over her, and she couldn't make it stop.
'Ooooo,' Pat wailed.
Her lovely body rocked and bucked as the orgasm ripped through her. Her coming was so violent that Ted was almost thrown off her spasming body. He grunted and dug his prick deep into her gushing little hole, and then Pat felt the hot blast of his come. They writhed together a few more moments, and then Ted pushed himself away, his limp wet dick slipping out of her.
'Fantastic piece of ass,' he sighed, getting to his feet.
Pat closed her eyes and blushed deeply. She was so ashamed of herself for letting go like that, for behaving like a slut with this red-haired stranger. Brock had won his evil little game. He'd used her like a whore, and she'd behaved like one. She just thanked God that Trish would never have to know about this embarrassing evening.
'My turn,' Brock said.
Pat's eyes snapped open, and to her horror she saw that Brock had stripped naked. He was standing over her, grinning, and his blue-veined seven-inch dick was swollen and ready, pointing up stiffly and leaking big hot bubbles of juice. Pat sobbed in disbelief. She'd never dreamed that she'd have to fuck BOTH men. She suddenly leaped to her feet and raced for the door.
'Hold it, bitch,' Brock snapped.
He caught her by the wrist and easily dragged her back. Pat screamed and struggled. Brock managed to throw her over the arm of a chair, her legs dangling over the edge, her pert little ass stuck high in the air. Before she could move, Ted was there, holding her in place.
'That's it,' Brock panted. 'Just keep her like that till I'm in.'
'Oh, noooo,' Pat moaned.
But it was the same story all over again. She couldn't fight off two men. Ted held her draped over the chair arm while Brock got behind her and pressed the hot hard head of his cock against her tiny tight cunt mouth. She moaned in total humiliation as she felt his thick meat gliding into her.
'Yeah, do it to her, buddy,' Ted panted. 'Fuck that bitch good.'
Just like Brock, Ted got off on watching another couple make it. Pat felt his hands getting hot and sweaty as he watched Brock's thick swollen cock gliding between her plump scarlet cunt-lips and sliding slowly up her hot little box. Again Pat felt anger and horror at being used this way, but it was too late to do anything about it. Brock's fat prick stuffed her completely, butting her tender womb.
Then he started to fuck her. He didn't do it slowly and leisurely like Ted. He knew her too well. He knew that the quickest way to get her aroused was to ball her fast and deep and hard. Pat gasped and gritted her teeth, trying to blot out the sudden dizzying pleasure of his fucking.
'Oh no, no, NO,' she moaned.
'Come off it, baby,' Brock panted. 'I know you love it. I'll have you coming in no time.'
That was exactly what Pat feared. She didn't want to disgrace herself a second time that evening by losing her self-control. Brock fucked her furiously, slamming his rigid meat again and again in her boiling little cunt, while Ted watched with a wicked grin. The noise of Brock's fucking got loud and lewd and wet.
'Ohhhh,' Pat wailed, 'Ohhhhh.'
She heard the men chuckling as her hot arousal became obvious, but she couldn't hold back the stunning
