me that way. At least not in front of company,'
'Company?' Hub laughed. 'Hell, old Jack ain't company. He's my buddy, a regular kind of guy, like me. We don't have to pretend in front of him. Hell's bells, he knows the score.'
With that, Hub leaned toward her, put his arm around her and kissed her. She tried to push him away, mumbling a plea for him to wait until his friend left, but as usual he bent her to his will. His thumb hooked over the point of her dainty chin and he forced her mouth open. In rushed his tongue, darting around here and there as he explored her oral cavern. She noticed that Hub seemed extra excited about kissing her, and she wondered if Jack Barker's presence had anything to do with his mood.
Little by little she melted against him. Soon, she was sucking his tongue hungrily and rolling her mouth against his. Their tongues wrestled back and forth from one mouth to the other. The lascivious sounds of oral suctioning could be heard softly but distinctly in the otherwise quiet room. For a moment, Sue forgot all about the man on the other end of the couch. She began purring softly down deep in her throat. Hub was getting to her, making her hot.
Suddenly he broke the kiss. With an evil smile playing over his coarse-featured face, Hub said, 'Jack, you want to swap a little spit with her?'
Sue couldn't believe her shocked ears.
'Don't mind if I do,' came Barker's reply as, grinning from ear to ear, he set his drink aside and motioned for Sue to slide over to him.
'Go on, Suzy Baby,' Hub urged, giving her a little push.
'Hub, no,' she pleaded, refusing to believe that he could be serious about such a thing. 'You're kidding, aren't you? You don't really mean it, do you?'
'He's my buddy,' Hub told her, a devilish glint in his eyes as he pushed her slowly but surely into the cradle of Jack Barker's welcoming arm. 'Go on now. Give him a little kiss. What can that hurt?'
'It can hurt me!' Sue wailed. 'My self-image! Hub, no, I ca-can't. It's not right! Doug… think about Doug!'
'Shut up and give Jack a kiss!' Hub barked.
Sue gulped. Reluctantly she nodded agreement. She didn't dare disobey him, for his expression warned her that he was running out of patience with her. Tears of humiliation misted her eyes as she turned her head toward Jack Barker and tilted up her face, pursing her lips for the dreaded kiss from the fiftyish man.
'Pretty,' Barker breathed, caressing her cheek with the palm of his hand. 'She surely is a pretty little thing, Hub.'
He kissed her like the dirty old man she had intuitively known he was right from the start. Roughly and with open mouthed urgency he mashed his lips to hers. The tip of his tongue wriggled wormlike between her resisting lips and began insistently nudging her teeth.
'Noom!' She protested, speaking as clearly as she could with her teeth clenched tightly together. She pushed at his shoulders, attempting to break the kiss, but he had the back of her head cupped in his hand and wouldn't let go.
'Open up, slut,' Hub said. 'Let the nice man French you.'
Her senses reeling with shame, she opened her mouth slowly and most unwillingly, as she screamed silently. Why, damn you, Hub, why oh why are you degrading me this way! And then her reluctant oral cavity was suddenly filled with the slippery, suggestively thrusting tongue of the man old enough to be her father and then some. It caused her to feel sick at her stomach. For a moment there, Sue thought she was actually going to throw up. And she hoped she did, right in his mouth. It would serve him right.
But she didn't, and as the kiss went on and on and on, she gradually accepted the situation and began licking back tentatively at his tantalizing tongue. He must've kissed her for five minutes or longer before she heaved a pitiful little whimper of surrender and throwing her arm around him, sucked down hungrily on his now appealing taste organ.
'There now, that wasn't so bad after all, was it?' Barker asked, when he finally came up for air.
Numble she shook her head, saying in a tiny dull toned voice that was barely audible, 'No, not so bad.'
Hub laughed. 'Bad, hell. Looked to me like you was starting to enjoy it.' He drew her away from his friend and kissed her again himself.
Time stood still for Sue, because it just didn't seem real what was happening to her. It had to be a nightmare. Surely it was impossible for her to enjoy being passed back and forth between two older men who were both giving her passionate French kisses. But there was no denying the fact that she did enjoy it. It was simply awful of her but she couldn't seem to help it. She'd had too much to drink, Sue reasoned, making excuses for herself. The alcohol had lowered her moral defenses. They were taking advantage of her. Could she help it if she was a normal, healthy girl? And being a normal, healthy girl, could she possibly be expected not to respond to the continual stimulation of so many wet, passionate kisses? Why, they were actually making her dizzy, the way they kept turning her first to one of them and then to the other, each of them hugging her and kissing her in turn, letting her suck their sweet, wonderful tongues.
'I'll bet her snatch is sopping wet by now,' Sue heard Hub saying while she was being embraced by his nice friend. 'Why don't you reach under her skirt and check that out, Jack?'
The old devil didn't have to be coaxed. He rammed his tongue all the farther down her throat. Ignoring her piteous little noises of protest and feeble struggling to protect her virtue, he wedged his hand between her tightly clenched-together thighs and started working it up toward her groin.
'Noom… noom,' Sue pleaded muffiedly into his mouth, as she struggled to protect herself. Allowing them both to kiss her was one thing, but she couldn't permit this total stranger, even if he was a buddy of Hub's, to reach under her dress and touch her where only her husband had the right to put his hand.
Sue had no choice in the matter, however, because Hub soon came to the aid of his lecherous pal. With his strength, it required small effort for him to grasp Sue's dimpled knees and spread them apart.
'NOOM!' she wailed, when Barker's hand darted under her skirt and began feeling her up. '
'Man, oh, man.' Barker exclaimed.
Sue shut her eyes in mortification and clenched her small hands into fists of helpless rage as the dirty old man pawed her against her wifely will.
'She wet?' Hub asked.
'Juicy as hell. Hot, too.'
'Please,' she whined, gazing imploringly into Hub's eyes. 'Please don't go any further. You mustn't do this terrible thing to me.'
Tenderly Hub clasped her head between his hands. Her cheeks were flushed with desire. Her blond curly hair was in a state of enticingly sensual disarray. Her full pink lips were puffy with passion. Tears of shame hung at the comers of her eyes, but her eyes themselves had that glassy look of lust about them. 'You're a beautiful little hunk of fuckstuff,' Hub whispered, a split second before he drew her mouth to his and kissed her sweetly but with passion.
She melted all over him. Emitting a sigh of submission to this man who had physically abused her and was now apparently going to share her with his friend, she flung her arms around his neck and allowed him to suck in her will as well as her tongue.
Shivering with the licentiousness of such wicked goings on, she clung to Hub and kept up the tongue- entwined kissing as he, too, began feeling her up. Tremulously she spread her nylon-clad legs and allowed the two men to stroke and caress her as they would. And what a thrill it gave her-once she quit resisting. -to have two men at once running their hands over her thighs and rubbing up against the narrow strip of sheer, secretion- soaked nylon which was the only thing protecting her private portal from them now.
She could feel them working their fingers in under her panties. First one then another fingertip found the elliptical opening of her slippery slot and they both started probing into her at the same instant.
'Ohh,' she sighed, her lips breaking free of Hub's lips as she gave in to the sensation of melting weakness and let her head loll back against the couch. 'What are you two doing to me? I've never felt this way before. Mmmm… oh, it's so wicked… so ni-nice!'
They each had a finger inside her vagina. She squirmed her bottom voluptuously for them. It felt so different, but very good indeed, as the two men finger-fucked her simultaneously. Sometimes they stroked in unison but most of the time one knobby-knuckled finger was sliding into her as the other one was being pulled out,
