Chapter 10

Ann heard Carlos adjusting the mirror after he had turned off the lights. She heard the click of a switch and received the shock of her life. Where she had seen her own image another room appeared.

"A two-way mirror," Carlos explained in a low whisper. "We can see everything--they not see us."

A large double bed like the one behind them was up against the wall right next to the mirror. Ann's heart skipped a beat Julia was lying spread-eagled in the center of the bed, completely nude, not five feet away. Ann felt she could reach out and touch her. Julia's head was rolling back and forth on the mattress, her face contorted in a ecstasy.

Pete was kneeling between her naked, wide-spread legs running his lips and tongue moistly up and down her body. He had sucked her heaving breasts into quivering hardness and then traced a wet hot path down to the flat plane of her jerking stomach and inner thighs. Julia writhed beneath his flicking caresses like a woman possessed. Her hands were tangled tightly in his hair pulling his lips greedily to her tingling slain.

Ann leaned forward gripping the corners of the dressing table until her hands ached. She could not move. It was different with someone you didn't know like the people in those pictures, but this was Julia! Ann tried to blot out the shocking picture but couldn't. She had to look-- the obscene spectacle was mesmerizing her. Her mind rebelled--to watch a man toying with the naked, squirming body of a woman who was your best friend was depraved and lewd. She knew she should turn away.

Carlos, behind her, pressed a lit brown cigarette to her lips and she drew deeply without hesitation. She was beyond noticing it was more of the conscience killing hashish. The sweet, acrid smoke curled into her lungs like a soothing syrup, sweeping away the revulsion she had felt a moment before. Her head lightened and she pulled at it heavily, closing her eyes tightly as each drag burned heatedly into her lungs. Then, after several deep, deep inhalations, she found herself wickedly enjoying the scene before here; watching with studied detachment the pagan ritual that was as old as man himself.

Julia was beautiful, she thought, as she gazed in intoxicated rapture at the enchanting figure spread in sacrifice on the bed before her. Pete had worked her up to a fever pitch and Julia's mouth hung open wide in ecstatic rapture--her glassy, lust-smoked eyes staring up into nothingness. Pete placed himself in position over her rapidly rising and falling belly. His face hanging within inches of the soft pubic mound below. His hands were pressed down on the smooth flat plane of her stomach and his thumbs lay pressed into the fleshy outer flanges of her cunt lips. Ann sucked in her stomach with a gasp as his thumbs massaged for a moment, and then, pulled outward slowly, parting the soft pubic hair and exposing the moist red slit of Julia's vagina. The dainty bud of her clitoris was clearly visible throbbing into hardness just above the stretched elastic opening of her cuntal entrance.

Pete's head dropped, his long wet tongue snaking out to flick teasingly at the quivering little nub of raw nerves at the top of the slit. Julia's body jerked as the electric contact was made and her legs clamped tightly together around his head, the soft inner thighs imprisoning his ears in a vise-like grip. Her hips began a slow up and down movement in rhythm to the probings of his slavering tongue. Soft mews of animal pleasure came from between her clenched teeth. She was caught in a mindless fit of uncontrolled lust and her upper torso writhed like a belly dancer's, back-down on the mattress.

Ann's mouth gaped in disbelief as she watched Julia twisting lustfully to the depraved sucking of her loins. Ann drew deeper on the hashish, feeling her mind opening like a budding jungle flower. She wasn't certain now whether the two writhing bodies on the bed were real or a figment of her imagination. It felt as though they were dancing in her head. Time and distance had suddenly become indefinable nothing existed in the world but the scene before her. Somehow she was mystically connected to them.

Her own torso began an involuntary swaying in time to that of Julia's as her body squirmed in lewd surrender to the nerve-shattering lickings of the lips and mouth glued to her crotch. Carlos had moved behind Ann now and she could feel the length of his body pressed into her back. His arms extended around her and he was massaging and cupping her breasts in a teasing circular motion that caused her to squirm her buttocks back, hard against his loins. She could feel a stiffness growing there under his pants and when he pressed forward she could feel the full thickness of it pressing through her dress into the crevice of her buttocks. The thin folds of bunched material grated against her tiny, sensitive anus sending small warning spasms of pleasure rippling up her belly to the rising nipples of her breasts.

The last shattered remnants of her vow to run faded into nothingness as she felt a hand lease her breast and gently lower the zipper that ran down the back of her dress to her upper buttocks.

Carlos hands slipped into the opening from behind, curling around her bare mid-section and rising to push the tight restricting bra up and away from her swollen, ripe breasts. His hands cupped the resilient mounds greedily as they came free, trapping the hardened, sensitive nipples between thumb and forefinger; squeezing until a tiny, excruciating sensation brought a gasp of surprised pleasure from her open lips. He pushed forward with his pelvis sinking his covered hardness deeper into the split of her involuntarily contracting buttocks.

Ann watched in wide-eyed wonders her own buttocks now pushing back against Carlos, as Pete's lips began crawling up Julia's squirming body. They worked their way up slowly, pausing now and then at soft sensitive spots for a quick flick of the tongue that would bring further groans of delight and frustration from Julia s tightly clenched teeth. It was then that she could see clearly his thick fat cock protruding from his crotch. It looked as hard as the thick stump of a tree stanching from the thick, curly, red pubic hair covering his slightly rounded belly. It was enormously thick and Ann shuddered as she saw it pause momentarily over Julia's still side-spread vagina. Ann thought that Pete was going to ram it into her then but he didn't. He slid slowly all the way up her slippery, sweat-soaked body and straddled her breasts. Ann could see the tight bulges squeeze out under the cheeks of Pete's fat buttocks as he sank down on them, pushing them down onto her chest. Pete's thick, fat cock stood straight out from his belly, with the rubbery, scarlet head but a few inches above Julia's gasping mouth. Pete reached one hand back behind him and with a quick flick of his wrist, shoved his middle finger deep between Julia's wide open legs, skewering it into the pink moist flanges of her cunt up to his flat palm. She jerked as he rotated it around inside, teasing the wet sensitive walls until Julia panted and gasped, breathing a moan of surrender to the lascivious plundering her body was undergoing.

Ann could see her try to squirm away from the teasing torture but Pete's knees were holding her shoulders and arms pinned tightly to the mattress. She was completely at his mercy. A lewd sadistic grin lined his lips as he reached down with his free hand and rubbed the underside of the head of his thick cock in a slow teasing circle around Julia's open lips. Her tongue flicked hungrily out from between her teeth, licking at the tiny opening in the head. A thin string of the lubricant seeping from it stretched across her open mouth. She strained forward, the cords in her neck standing out trying to suck the teasing instrument into her mouth. But Pete laughed above her and kept it just out of reach, allowing only the tip of her tongue to lick up and down the underside on the semen-soaked ridge beneath. Julia grunted and strained until Ann could feel herself struggling with her.

Ann's breath came in time to Julia's gasps beneath the teasing cock. The muscles in her own body were as taut as how strings as she reacted involuntarily to the maddening fondling of Carlos' hand on her. She jerked as one of his hands left her breasts to trail a slow, teasing path down the soft, unresisting belly and insert itself into the elastic band of her panties, teased thrillingly at the pubic hair raising from the vee of her crotch. It played for a moment and suddenly curled down into the moist, ready slit between her legs, the nail scraping gently at the tiny bud of her clitoris sending it springing into quivering life. Ann jerked forward slightly as the hand curled further under her crotch, parting the soft lips of her vagina to teasingly snake its way inside the tight elastic opening of her cunt sending wild electric shocks of pleasure stabbing through her. The rigid hugeness of his cock was now pressed deep in the sweat-moistened crevice of her ass behind, throbbing as though it had a life of its own. She ground back against it, imprisoned licentiously between it and the thrusting finger teasing deep in her vagina.

Carlos began a gentle rocking motion to which her own body responded in time to the jerking hand of Pete fucking into Julia's rotating pussy in front of them.

Suddenly, there was a deep gurgling from Julia's throat on the other side of the mirror. Pete, the sadistic grin on his face widening had taken her brutally by the hair, pulled her head up off the mattress, at the same time thrusting forward to ram the thick, turgid head of his cock deep into her gaping mouth. Ann held her breath. She was certain Julia was going to choke from the sheer size of the organ buried between her puckered lips. But she didn't. She sucked at it hungrily as though she had waited through all eternity for this magic moment.

Pete raised to his knees and with one hand holding Julia's head up by the hair and the other sunk deep into her wide-split crotch, he began buffeting her body cruelly up and down on the mattress, between his legs. Ann watched with horrified fascination as Julia's elastic lips sucked with all their might on the instrument fucking into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowing on the out-stroke and expanding obscenely on the instroke. Her eyes were glazed with a wild, ecstatic film of animal lust that Ann had never dreamed existed. Its very rawness brought a moan to her own lips, her tongue circling them nervously as she felt the juice of her own pussy increase its flow between her legs, drenching Carlos' thrusting palm with its sticky moisture.

Carlos had seen the thick cock slither into Julia's mouth and Ann could feel his cock jerking under his pants against her in uncontrolled excitement. It was inciting him as it was her and she gasped as he leaned forward slightly pressing his moist lips against her ear and whispered, "Bend downward--I going to fuck you behind."

"Oh God, no, I can't, I told you I can't," she panted between clenched teeth unable to stop the rocking of her body against his hand.

"I fuck you good, and we see at the same time," he whispered again. The lewd words excited her strangely through the drugged hashish haze and she groaned in surrender as he pushed her upper body forward over the dressing table. Her muscles were like rubber and she almost fell, coming to rest on her elbows, her face resting inches from the mirror.

Her buttocks wavered in the air behind her and she shuddered as she felt Carlos hands lift her dress above her hips, bunching it around her wasp-like waist, and draw her thin white nylon panties down over the rounded white cheeks of her ass leaving them to hang at her knees. A cool rush of air hit her backside and she suddenly flushed in shame. Her whole rear end was exposed to him, waving back in lewd invitation to any humiliation he might want to inflict on it. A last thought of Dave flickered through her conscience as she heard the metallic sound of a zipper behind her as Carlos opened his fly and his long thick cock burst into welcome freedom. There was no time for further thought. He dropped to his knees behind her straining buttocks and licked moistly down the entire length of her sweating crevice stopping abruptly to flick the tip of his tongue into the tight puckered ring of her anus.

"Oh God," she groaned as the tantalizing licking invaded her whole crotch, teasing at her like some demon from another world. She quivered back against it, screwing her buttocks in small circles around and around to feel deliciously its complete rape of her helpless exposed loins. There was nothing in the world like this feeling. She had never known it before, it was different, it was wicked, it consumed the whole of her being and there was nothing else in the world now but the lashing tongue licking at her from behind. Wild thoughts of the dog downstairs ran through her mind and of his great slobbering tongue slithering over the naked genitals of the squirming girl. She knew what it was now and wildly reveled in its lewd tingling joy until she thought suddenly her entire body was going to explode in a thousand fragments.

Carlos stopped just in time. He slithered his tongue up the moist crevice again, over her back and to the base of her spine, following the tiny bony ridges up her back until this progress was halted by the flimsy bunched dress around her narrow waist.

He stood, and Ann suddenly quivered in fear as she felt the hugeness of the tight-swollen head of his penis press into the split between her wide-spread buttocks.

Oh Good, he's too big, the thought raced through her suddenly fear- filled mind. He'll split me open!

Her buttocks involuntarily cringed forward drawing away from the rubbery tipped cock pressing into her from behind, but it followed. Her forehead pressed tightly against the mirror. There was no where else to go! Her cringing body was trapped between the glass and the searching monster behind her.

He was going to impale her! Oh Christ, he was going to split her!

She felt his hands close around the tops of her thighs, gripping them tightly, his fingers digging harshly into her soft white flesh.

"Reach behind--put it in," he panted.

"Oh, no, no, I can't," Ann whimpered. "I just can't, it'll hurt."

"Put it in, I say!" he commanded again, digging his fingers tighter into her flesh.

"Ohhhh," Ann groaned as she felt the flesh of her thighs being squeezed into painful tight balls. She couldn't stand it. In desperation, she reached back between her legs and closed her hand over his penis. It was enormous! Even far bigger than she had imagined! She could never take it all!

He squeezed again, this time bringing a louder sound of pain from her tortured lips. She tearfully placed the blunt, throbbing head against the tight, elastic opening of her vagina, biting down hard on her lower lip to hold back the tears of fright that were beginning to brim her eyes. She felt it begin a slow prodding and working against the set open lips, parting them and forcing its way inside the tight restricting ring of flesh that jealously guarded the entrance to her secret passage. There was a great stretching feeling in her loins as though the tender lips of her vagina were being pulled asunder--then suddenly she felt her thighs swept apart and Carlos's long thick cock slithered into her hot throbbing passage like the trunk of a tree. The heavy weight of his loins crashed hard against her buttocks, pushing her face brutally against the mirror.

"Aaagggh!" she strangled through clenched teeth. Her vaginal passage was on fire. The great penis penetrating it felt like a great drill tunneling deep into her belly. Ann struggled and swung her buttocks in vain to escape the cruel impalement; it was no use. Carlos had skewered into her up to the hilt, she was a hopeless prisoner, stuck on the end of his rock-hard cock like a mounted insect. Ann's lips opened and closed in sensation and torment. Her cunt walls were afire from the unaccustomed size of the instrument imbedded in her belly. It felt as though he had penetrated all the way to her breasts. She moaned against the mirror, small circles of fog arising from the heat of her breath.

Through the daze of her pain, she saw Julia's soft lips on the other side of the mirror, clasping hungrily the growing white penis sawing into her mouth. The thin, elastic rim of her lips clung to it as though held there by some unseen fingers. Pete grinned lewdly above her as he fucked her mouth and watched Julia's lust-contorted face suck and lick at it like a child devouring a sucker. She had freed both hands now and had placed them behind Pete's swaying buttocks, one cheek in each hand, and was pulling them demoniacally to her. Ann could see fluid dripping from the corners of her mouth and running in tiny rivulets down her hollowing cheeks. Julia was reveling in the cruel humiliation Pete was subjecting her to--a masochistic light shining strangely in her glazed eyes.

Behind her, gasping and panting with delight Carlos began to rock rhythmically and gently in and out of the soft confines of her vagina. Gradually the pain eased and Ann, too, began to feel a strange masochistic pleasure ripple through her. Watching Julia succumbing to the depraved sucking of Pete's thick prick, coupled with the ravishment of her own cunt by a strange man was sending unfamiliar thrills of wicked pleasure coursing through her entire being. She began to undulate her buttocks lasciviously in circles in rhythm to the long thick cock fucking into her from behind.

"Oh God," she breathed suddenly back at him, "I like it, I like it, go on, go on."

Standing over her bent body, Carlos gritted his teeth and fucked in and out with long, hard lunges that seemed to receive their momentum from the very tips of his toes. A feeling of absolute power rippled through him as he held her hips down in total subjection to the rock-hard cock skewering relentlessly into her. He could feel the soft fleshy ridges deep inside her giving way before the merciless onslaught of his piston-like cock.