Chapter 4

Julie could hardly wait to talk to Philip, she sipped her coffee in her apartment and looked impatiently at the clock. Probably the gallery wouldn't open until 10:00AM damn it, she really wanted to talk to someone. Suddenly Julie Moore felt very lonely, she realized now that she didn't know anyone in New York and it was a big place. She thought of calling Larry Rutherford, he had been so good to her he would probably give her a shoulder to cry on... still she felt silly, she didn't really know him either. The only person she felt intimate with was Philip, she would just have to wait until she could talk to him.

The clock seemed to go very slowly but finally it was 10:15AM Julie picked up the telephone and dialed the gallery. "Good morning, Argon Gallery," she heard the receptionist purr. "Good morning, could I speak to Mr. Randolph?" Julie said firmly. "Who shall I say is calling?" the receptionist inquired. "Julie Moore," Julie could sense a strange silence at the other end of the telephone, she wondered vaguely if Philip's receptionist was aware of what was going on, could it be that she desires him herself, she wondered. "Just a moment, I'll connect you," she heard her finally say.

"Good morning Julie my dear, what can I do for you," she heard Philip's soothing tones.

Immediately Julie began to sob uncontrollably, it took her several minutes to actually explain to Philip what had happened and to tell him how miserable she was.

Philip Randolph was very sympathetic, he had lived enough years to have lived through several such similar scenes himself, "I've got a good idea," he said after a while, "look you're tired, a little run down, why don't you go out to my house on Fire Island for a few days, rest up a little. When you get back you can get in touch with Randy via his company... how about it, I'll even try to get out to the Island to meet you."

"Are you sure?" Julie hesitated, not at all certain that she wanted to be alone for a few days.

"Quite sure, in fact I'll take you out there today but I won't be able to stay, too much business to attend to at the moment.

"Alright Philip, thank you," murmured Julie.

"Quite alright my dear, the sea-air will do you a world of good, always does."

Julie Moore hung up the telephone and started to look around her studio, she would take her sketchbook with her, do some studies of the ocean and the wildlife, anything to take her mind off of her problems. Oh Randy, she thought... I do love you!

Julie had been on the Island for a couple of days before she began to realize that she was being studied. Two men in particular always seemed to be on the beach when she was, at first she had thought it coincidence but now she was convinced that they were after something. She was a little frightened, after all she thought to herself, I am alone at the house, anything could happen! She made a mental note to call Philip when she got back to the day, perhaps he would come out to the Island later on. She lay back on the sand, pulling her sunhat down over her face just enough to cover the sun from her eyes but not enough to block the two young men from her view. She. was curious now... who were they?

Idly now she began to study them, both of them looked around 25, they were both fairly tall, the only difference being that one was rather stocky with his height and the other quite slim. The slim man had dark black hair and was really quite handsome, the stocky one had sandy colored hair and wasn't as good looking although he was attractive. Suddenly she became aware that they were walking towards her... oh God! what should she do? Should she get up quickly and rush into the house? No time, they were almost at her side.

"Hi, I'm Pete Howard," the slim dark-haired young man said smoothly and "I'm Tim Black," the sandy-haired man said quickly following.

"Oh... hello," Julie said shyly, "I'm Julie Moore."

"Hope you don't mind our pushing ourselves upon you, we noticed you yesterday, aren't too many people here during the week."

"Is that so?" Julie said.

"Sure, this place is mobbed on weekends. New Yorkers' pile out here like ants, you won't believe it, that is if you're here then. How long are you staying?"

"I'm not sure, I'm in my friend's house and he may come out tonight to take me back to the City," Julie said quickly, anxious to let the young men know that there was someone in her life that she wasn't open game.

The two young men were so charming however that Julie's fears were quickly dispelled, they chatted for a long while, went into the ocean together and before she really knew what she was doing, Julie found herself inviting them both back to the house for a drink.

"Love to," they both echoed.

Julie was beginning to discover a sense of power with her new freedom. Ever since Randy had walked out on her she had become increasingly aware of how much of the outside world she had closed off, particularly in the direction of men. She had even ceased to think of herself as being really attractive until recently, in fact until Philip Randolph had paid her so much attention. Now, with two attractive young men at her feet she was really beginning to feel beautiful. The fact of the matter was that she was lonely and whether she knew it or not, she was also vulnerable, and her ego was being lifted by their very presence. She would have read the danger signs in their boldly moving eyes and in the persistent tingling excitement beginning to course through her own body, but she ignored the warnings. After all, neither of the young men had said a single thing out of order.

"What would you like to drink," Julie asked them now back at the house.

"I'll take a scotch and soda," Pete said quickly his gray blue eyes lingering on her breasts for a quick moment.

"Me too," Tim said grinning a little at Pete's audacity.

"Here's to friendship," Pete said, his eyes devouring Julie with sheer desire. The young woman caught his glance and suddenly wondered if maybe she had made a mistake inviting them both up to the house. She was apprehensive as she became aware of his salacious gaze, how could I have been so stupid?

A tingling warmth keened through her to stab at her belly without warning. It was completely unwanted and now she recognized the danger signals within herself. She had no intention of playing around with a couple of men she hardly knew. They had gotten into her house, but that didn't mean they had to stay there. She was amazed at what was happening down between her legs, she felt the seeping moistness and the turgid warmth in her genitals... it had been three days now since Philip had made love to her and she realized that she was quite horny. It was almost as if the fucking session with Philip had reawakened desire in her and now here she was with a couple of men she hardly knew quivering violently and wondering if they were going to rape her. I must be going mad, she thought to herself

Immediately that Julie realized what was happening, the moment she sensed the mental communication that was going on between the two men she realized that the best thing for her to do would be to simply leave the house, they wouldn't dare do anything to her on the beach and surely they wouldn't have the nerve to wait in the house until she came back?

She glanced around the room, then quickly she headed for the door. Pete had been watching her intently however, realizing that his lecherous glances had frightened her and he was in front of her before she knew what was happening. "Going somewhere Julie?" he inquired casually. "We're nice men, you're not going to leave us alone are you?"

Tim was standing behind her now, too close for her comfort. "Are you nervous about something," he grinned lewdly behind her head.

Julie gasped inwardly when she saw the huge bulge of Pete's erection. It lurched, the movement catching her eye and causing her to shiver with unwanted expectancy.

Pete's now leering eyes followed her apprehensive gaze, and he expanded his fully erect penis again, purposefully, causing its hard length to be outlined against the cloth of his swimming trunks.

"Interested?" he grinned.

"No I'm not," Julie said firmly trying to get out of the house, a tingle of fear running up and down her spine.

Behind her Tim's arms encircled her pinioning her own arms to her sides, as his hands covered and held the soft globes of her breasts, his fingers kneading deep into the tender flesh through her cover-up and the scanty bikini top. Instantly, she was aware that her nipples had come up hard and throbbing against his hands.

"Take your hands off me you dirty bastard!" she screamed.

"Naughty, naughty, such language for a lady," sneered Tim, "not a chance though," he murmured in her ear, his loins thrusting against her so that she could feel the equally huge bulge of his fully erect cock against the small of her back. He kissed the nape of her neck.

Tiny wavelets of rising passion cascaded through her tense body. God! How was she to cope with two men intent upon seducing her... or raping her? "I'll scream," she threatened.

"Why would you want to do that?" Pete seemed surprised. Then quickly he pressed in close to her, his strong hands holding her head in a vise-like grip as he lowered his lips to hers, capturing their softness, his tongue probing between them, while below, the hard length of his erection bulging inside his swimming suit group up firmly against her rapidly inflamed loins, which were encased only in her scanty bikini bottoms. Thrilling sensations sang along her nerve endings, concentrated there between her legs, the soaring melodies of her passion gaining in constant crescendo until with a sizzling crash she knew that she was lost. She actually wanted this, something weird and perverse inside of her wanted them to take her, it was almost as if another side of her nature was now being released within her, she who had spent so much time devoting her energies to her artwork was now actually craving and drawing to her men, men whose sole intention was her body, they didn't care about her soul or her art, they just wanted to ravage her body!

Momentarily, she had resisted Pete's kiss, keeping her teeth clamped tightly shut but when it happened to her, her churning belly defying the voice of reason and answering only to the primal rhythm of the two massive cocks grinding against her and the moist warmth of Pete's inquiring tongue and lips against her mouth, she melted against them, her jaws opening slightly to allow his oral member to slide between the barrier of her teeth to taste the sweetness of her. At the same time, her hips began an almost imperceptible undulation of their own, seemingly directed by pure instinct, as she sought closer contact with the delicious warmth of those two tempting cocks. And, Tim, standing there behind her was now working open the buttons of her cover-up. There remained little doubt in her mind, now. They were going to make love to her. It was what they had planned all along. She knew that, now. God! She also knew though that she wouldn't really resist them, in her heart she realized that she wanted them, she felt weak in the knees now and knew that she could no longer hold up. She felt Tim's warm hands caressing her breasts through the cloth of her bikini bra. Wildly, her body wanted it all, wanted her naked breasts to be handled, massaged and caressed, wanted the hardness of their cocks in her own hands... and then wanted them thrusting deep up into her pussy. She could almost feel it already. It would be so marvelous... so naughty, yet so nice.

Suddenly however, something snapped inside of her, what was she thinking about, what would Philip think, how could she allow these young animals to ravage her body... she must be mad!

Julie twisted her head aside, freeing it from Pete's strong- fingered grasp and breaking the deep kiss, as she realized that she had begun to kiss him back, her own tongue entertwining with his and sliding momentarily into his mouth.

"No!" she gasped. Please... I-I can't. I can't..."

"Baby, you're going to get yourself good and fucked!" Tim leered behind her.

"No... no, please let me go," she pleaded, "I don't even know you."

"Pretty soon you'll know us though," Pete grinned, reaching down to untie the lacing at the side of her bikini bottoms.

"No," she screamed thrusting her hand down to her side to stop him.

Pete pushed her hand aside and continued to untie her bikini, "Don't tell me you don't want it baby, it's obvious, it's written all over your face, you're hot baby, hot to fuck, really hot to fuck!"

Pushing her bikini bottoms down over her hips, he stripped the tiny garment down over the sveltely curved columns of her legs. The blonde hair of her pussy was revealed curling softly at the apex of her thighs, which she clamped tightly together, her hand moving down instinctively to cover the nakedness of her loins. Julie blushed, and her eyes dropped down to see her only material defense draped around her ankles.

"Ooooooh, my God!" she groaned. "Oh, no!"

Tim was now deftly removing her short white cover-up pulling it off of her with firm hands. Not quite realizing what was happening, Julie desperately tried to cover her nakedness as she was finally stripped.

She felt confused, her head was swirling, it was almost as if her body wanted them to fuck her and yet her head didn't. She couldn't quite understand what was happening and yet her body felt like a traitor to her.

Then, Pete, who was still standing in front of her was loosening the tie of his swim trunks, and with excruciating slowness began to lower them over his slim muscular hips. She watched hypnotically, unaware that Tim was already unfastening the single snap of her bikini top and pushing the shoulder straps down over her upper arms. Then, almost instantly, Tim's hands captured her smooth globular white breasts, his fingers digging into the tender flesh to knead and massage. A tiny moan escaped her lips as her aching breasts quivered in the palms of his greedy hands, their coral-pink nipples distended and hard with wanting, while just at that moment Pete freed the long thick length of his cock, exposing it fully to her rapt gaze. She couldn't help but gasp with surprise at the size of it.

Quickly, Pete stepped out of the bathing trunks and kicked them aside, then with a top-sided leer, he reached down to grasp the throbbing length of his penis. As he slowly retracted the heavy foreskin, he chortled. "How would you like to have this shoved all the way up into your cute little cunt?"

"I-I wouldn't!" she cried out but she couldn't look away from it as a fiery bolt of lightning flashed in her loins, searing her with a demanding desire she couldn't ignore.

Pete came close to her then and plucked away the bikini top that still dangled by its shoulder straps from her elbows. Julie let him do it. Why she did she didn't know but the next instant she had stepped out of her bottoms also and now she was shamefully naked before the two lusting men.

Her body had won over, her traitorous body was willing to give itself to these two brutes, she thought shamefully to herself... I'll never be the same again.

"And she said she didn't want it," sneered Tim behind her, "she wants it alright, she's so hot for it she can't stand it."

"I'll say she wants it, she can't keep her eyes off my cock," sneered Pete as he stood close to her and guided the blood-filled head of his cock into the tiny crease of her pussy showing faintly through its soft covering of blonde hair at the angle of her thighs. "Isn't that right Julie?"

"N-no! It's just that it's so huge... I've never seen one so big," she gasped.

Pete began to enfold her in his arms now while at the same time Tim released the ripe melons of her breasts and stepped back from her. She was crushed against Pete's muscular chest now, his hips pushed hard against her to insinuate the bloated head of his penis against the pulsing bud of her clitoris.

Suddenly, Julie knew she could stand no longer. Her knees were beginning to collapse. Deep in her belly a roaring furnace door was opened as the moist warmth of his cock-head touched the key to her sexuality, and involuntarily her tightly clamped thighs relaxed to allow that monster cudgel to bore in between her legs. It felt to her as though she were rising a huge log as his thick hard and long cock seemed to be making contact with every square centimeter of her inflamed cunt flesh. Moaning uncontrollably she slumped against him. Oh God! I can't hold out any longer, she groaned inwardly to herself, I'm going to give myself to him.

"Okay baby," Pete growled now, "there's no turning back now, you're going to give yourself to both of us."

"No!" her voice gasped with the last vestige of reason as her body tingled with a new expectancy for something she had never experienced. Two potently virile men fucking her at the same time. Two! Two men... at the s-same time! "Oooooooooh!" her mewling moan contained a new tone of excitement, muffled against Pete's broad hairy chest.

"Come on Pete!" It was Tim's voice off somewhere behind her. "Let's get her into the bedroom... I've got everything ready."

Dumbly Julie allowed herself to be led to the bed, like a cow to the slaughter, into the bedroom with it's queen-sized bed where Tim waited them, naked now too and stretched out on the bed, his fully erect penis reaching upward above his hairy loins like a fleshy pylon.

She gasped. Unbelieving, she stared at it. The slightly shorter more compact Tim, broad-shouldered, his torso narrowing to slim hips and muscular legs bore a veritable monster cock in his loins. It reared above him like a jackknife, seeming to be firmly embedded in a foundation of tufting sandy hair.

Smiling at her surprise, Tim grinned up at her, his hazel eyes filled with a lust she had never seen before. "What's the matter Julie baby? Haven't you ever seen a cock before?"

"Y-yes... but..." her gaze switched to Pete standing beside her then back again to Tim on the bed.

But what?" Pete asked pushing her toward the bed firmly.

"I-I can't! I w-won't! You're both so... so...

"Ready to fuck you?" Tim smiled, showing white even teeth. He reached out for her, grasped one of her hands and pulled her down to the soft mattress beside him.

Pete lay down beside her to sandwich her sensation-ridden body between the two virile men as real fear mixed with perverse anticipation caromed around inside her skull. It was all so real to her, yet there was a tinge of fantasy to it. God! They're so big! Both of them! How can I possibly l-let them d-do it to m- me? Even as she questioned it, her body yearned for them... both of them, huge as they were... more huge than she had ever imagined a man's sex organ could be.

Now, she was enfolded between them, the men's warm and muscularly hard bodies pressed tight against her, both long and hardened cocks pressuring into the soft smooth flesh of her thighs on either side. She could plainly feel the heat of them against her quivering skin.

Before she could answer with an objection, Tim had smothered her mouth with his, his tongue surging out to burst into her oral cavern. For a desperate moment, Julie tried to twist away from him to break his slavering kiss, her tongue skirmishing with his, but when Pete's lips captured one of her spikily distended nipples sucking it up into the warmth of his mouth, his teeth grazing it slightly as he toyed with it, all of her reservations her shaky resolve, dissolved in a long shuddering moan of desire. Her jaw relaxed, her mouth opening wide, and she sucked Tim's lingual member deep into her own mouth. At that point, she knew that she was truly lost. She was beyond the point of no return. It was going to happen and nothing in heaven or hell could or would stop it.

Her body keened shiveringly as delightfully sensual things happened to her. She kissed Tim back with fierce passion, her own tongue now slipping searchingly into his mouth to probe and taste, while his hand massaged carressingly at her other aching breast, his thumb and forefinger rolling her sensitively erect nipple to even greater hardness. At the same time, Pete sucked hard at its twin, taking the entire aureola deep into the warm moistness of his mouth, and his hand, too, was busy as it smoothed down over the white plane of her belly to the soft blonde hair of her pubic mound, his extended middle finger searching for and finding the fleshly folds of her pussy, then going down into it straight to the hardened bud of her fully erect clitoris.

His touch down there was like an electric probe. Her breath was quickly indrawn, muffled by Tim's mouth covering hers in a deep soul kiss, but each of the men felt it in her body, the quivering desire in her communicated to them through every fiber of her being. Her gasp was followed by a long shuddering moan deep in her throat that sounded guttural and animalistic. Involuntarily, instinctively, her thighs parted in invitation to Pete's salaciously teasing finger. She was ready right then... ready for anything and everything, as she had never been before in her life. Unhesitatingly, Pete's whole hand went in between her thighs to cup her entire pussy. He massaged caressingly, feeling the viscous moisture gathered on the tiny peeping petals of her inner lips soak into the palm of his hand. Above, a satisfied smile split Pete's face as he nuzzled into the velvet-like skin of her softly swelling breast. Damn! She's hot! A real pushover!... and I'm really going to dig her! Man! She's really something else! He never would have believed that their plan could have worked out so easily had Tim not encouraged him... and now it was all working out so perfectly. Now, his probing middle finger sought the tiny moist opening of her vagina, slipping it easily up inside her, and he was rewarded by the unmistakable undulation of her hips up against his hand, a mute signal on her part in body language, meaning: More! More! MORE!