Chapter 4

Bob's Story

I heard Eric make a telephone call behind while I watched Lyndia begging to be fucked. I could plainly see the desire on her face, her eyes half open and her lips wet and shinny. Her chest was flushed a deep red, she had been so turned on for so long that it looked like a rash. Her labia were clearly visible from where I stood, swollen and red. A large dark wet spot colored the cushions under her.

"OK Bob, it's all set," Eric said behind me as he turned and started down the stairs. I watched for a moment as he walked over to the cushions were Jeania was still eating Lyndia's cunt. As Eric started to talk to her, I also turned and left.

I walked down the steps, out the backdoor to my truck, it was still very warm out, and I could feel the sweat making my shirt stick to my back. Twenty minutes later I pulled into the parking lot of a local porno video store. There were several other vehicles in the lot as I walked in the backdoor and past the booths showing videos. The recorded groans of aroused women followed me all the way to the front counter.

Both Ernie and Art greeted me by name. They were both friends of Eric's and were surprised that things had progressed so fast. Ernie was older, small and bald, he generally worked the counter making change for quarters for the video booths and ringing up the sales of magazines or "marital aides." Art was the owner, in his forties his belly easily touched the back of the counter from where he stood.

"She's ready?" he asked, his eyes very bright. Art was going to have the time of his life that night, and he knew it.

"Oh yes," I said. "Eric's got her primed just right. Where can I hide?" I asked looking around.

"In here," Art said coming out from behind the counter. "This booth is perfect, it will give you a good view of the front of the store and, if you look through the 'blow-hole' you can see into the double booth with the couch next door."

Lyndia's Story

I felt Eric touch me and I turned toward him. I was still lying on the pool table and I was shamelessly begging to be fucked. Jeana has just crawled up so that her face was close to mine, her eyes wide and her hand busy between her thighs. I could see my cunt juice shinning on her lips.

"It's time to go Lyndia," Eric said. He helped me crawl off the pool table and he supported me as I tried to stand. I could feel the river of pussy juice and cum running down my thighs and forming a puddle on the wood floor of the clubhouse.

Eric started walking me toward the door, still naked. I could hear the crowd talking about me as I walked, leaning heavily on Eric. I had just shamelessly fucked most of the men. I had stood on the bar and hunched down to show my enflamed cunt. I was so aroused, since I wasn't allowed to cum until Bob said I could, that my legs didn't want to work right. I felt humiliated and even more excited hearing the people talk about me as I walked. I heard both the men and women talking about the slut, the whore. I could hear them commenting on the sight of my swollen cunt and hard aching nipples.

One woman wanted Eric to make me lick up the trail of cunt juice and cum that I was leaving behind as I walked. I looked at him as he thought about it, hoping that he'd make me get down on my hands and knees and shamelessly lick my cunt juice off the floor in front of all these people.

Eric led me out of the clubhouse and to a pickup truck parked almost at the highway. It was warm, the moon was full, and as I walked several cars drove by, anyone of the drivers would have seen me easily, if they looked. The thought sent a thrill through my throbbing cunt.

The pickup truck had one of those black bed-liners made of some kind of hard plastic. I watched as Eric lowered the tailgate and told me to get in. Eric had me lay on my back in the middle of the truck bed. I didn't see the rope, but suddenly Eric was stretching my arms above my head and tying them to the truck. He spread my legs wide and did the same thing, tying me spread-eagle, naked, in the bed of the truck.

I know I moaned as Eric turned on a very large vibrator and shoved it roughly inside my pussy as far as it would go. I could feel it buzzing inside of me as he shoved something hard, maybe a brick, against the vibrator's base to make sure it didn't fall out. He roughly pulled on my hard nipples and I watched as he put clamps on them. I'd never seen nipple clamps between and I watched, fascinated, as he tightened each one down. The hard pinch of the clamps sent even more sensations straight into my cunt as he pulled on the bright silver chain that connected them.