Seduced Into Sin

The next morning when Lori Callan awoke she lay in bed for a few minutes, her mind wracked with confusion. She knew something terrible had happened yesterday, but was unable to remember what.

Then, with a rush it all came back to her. She remembered Linda Sampson licking and sucking on her pussy. She remembered sucking Art Sampson's big cock and she remembered him fucking her until she had cried out in her joy.

Embarrassed and humiliated, the young newlywed stayed in bed all day, too ashamed to even get up. When her husband Charlie came home that evening and found her still not up he was concerned she might be ill.

"I'm alright, darling," she had told him. "I think I might be getting a touch of the flu."

Relieved, Charlie had quickly slipped into bed beside her and that night he made love to her for the first time in a month.

For the next week Lori stayed locked in the house, not even venturing out to collect the mail.

Finally, after 10 days had gone by, she realized that there was not a single thing to eat left in the house, and reluctantly she took her car from the garage and drove to the local supermarket. Not really concentrating, she piled food and supplies in her cart until it was so full she could barely see around it. Just as she was approaching the checkout counter, she felt her cart bump into something, and when she peered around the pile of groceries, there was Linda Sampson smiling at her.

Too embarrassed to speak, she just stared dumbly at Linda.

"Lori, darling, how have you been?" asked Linda sweetly, as if nothing had happened between them. "I've missed seeing you these last few days. Are you well?"

Lori was stunned by Linda's attitude. She had expected Linda to be angry that she had fucked Art, but here she was, acting as if nothing had happened. Lori found herself caught up in the other woman's infectious good humor and soon they were chatting away like old friends.

"Honey, I've really missed our little coffee gatherings. Why don't you come over after you've got rid of the groceries and I'll brew up a pot. I've got a new blend I think you'll just love."

"Will Art be there?" Lori asked nervously.

"Honey, I haven't seen him myself in two days. He's got a big project and he's shut himself in the basement until he's finished. He's even sleeping down there."

"Alright, then," Lori said in a relieved voice. "I'll come right over." She was so happy to think that her friendship with Linda could be saved that she failed to remember just who it was that had started the lovemaking last time, who it was that had sucked on her pussy until she had been overcome with lust and sucked Art's cock.

Linda rushed home and called out to Art, "She's coming over. Stay out of sight for a few minutes until she relaxes and then give her a look at that big weapon of yours. Once you fuck her again, she'll be ours for keeps."

A few minutes later Lori knocked at the kitchen door and Linda hurried to let her in. Soon they were talking and laughing as if nothing had happened. Linda was regaling Lori with a story of how Art had once caught his cock in his zipper and how he had danced around like a red Indian when Lori sensed a presence beside her chair.

She turned her head to see who was there and there beside her chair was Art Sampson, completely naked. The second she saw his huge cock at eye level, just inches from her face, she knew she was lost. A fog seemed to come over her mind, and she made no resistance when he tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her face slowly toward his loins. When she felt the spongy head of his cock brush against her lips, she willingly opened her mouth and let him push the throbbing shaft deep inside, until the head was nudging the entrance to her throat. She closed her lips around the shaft and began sucking strongly, her tongue flicking around the coronal rim as Art began pumping his hips, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth, his fingers still tangled in her hair.

Art watched the puffing of her cheeks beneath him as her head bobbed on the end of his prick and he shoved the throbbing shaft between her ovaled, clasping lips brutally. She moaned around the hard rod of flesh in her mouth as visions of the way his big cock had fucked her last week crept unbidden into her mind. She began to suck harder, running her tongue around and around the now slippery, lubricated head and flicking her tongue-tip teasingly into the tiny open slit of the moist glans, and Art knew it wouldn't be long before he blew his load deep into her avidly sucking mouth.

She was barely aware of Linda's deft fingers working on her blouse and skirt. She lifted and moved as guided by Linda's hands until she was naked, and somehow she realized she was flat on her back on the floor with Art kneeling between her widespread thighs, and then she felt the insistent thrust of Art's cock head pressing between her welcoming pussy lips as the full length of his weapon skewered deep inside her. Then Art was pounding her pussy mercilessly as Linda's fingers tweaked her clit and Lori felt what she knew was going to be the biggest orgasm she had ever experienced begin to build in her little belly. She locked her ankles around Art's waist and strove to pull him even deeper inside as the sensation grew until it filled her whole world.

Art had begun to plunge into her with insane force, lengthening his stroke as well as quickening it, drawing his heavy cock nearly out of the tight, wet sheath clasping it hungrily, then thrusting into her upturned crotch until his balls slapped down hard against the hairless, puckered hole of her upraised anus. His throbbing balls ached as did his prick and his head swam with his increasing just. He had reached the point where he had to cum soon or burst. He stared downward to where his cock was slipping smoothly in and out of her moist, vibrant cunt, concentrating on the feel of the soft, hair-lined folds of her clasping pussy as it clung to his furiously rampaging shaft thrusting with jackhammer force up into her.

Again, he tried to increase his pace and deepen his thrust as she writhed wildly beneath him, grinding up and down his cock with unbelievable frenzy, her legs jerking, her toes curling as she lurched her legs wide and upwards.

"Oh God...Oh God...Harder! Harder! Fuck me harder! Fuck my hot little cunt!" she cried in her half conscious frenzy, trying to raise her ass higher to him.

Brutally he pressed his hands behind her knees and thrust them back until they framed her head on either side, bringing the plane of her luscious cunt higher and wider open to his powerful lunges into her, while she shoved her fleecy pussy up hard to skewer herself frantically onto the stake of flesh her cunt was endeavoring to suck the life from as Linda's fingers continued to strum her clit in time with Art's pounding cock. Then she felt Linda's other hand move around to her ass and then a finger wormed its way deep into her rectum and she pushed down with her hips to drive it deeper as the digit began to saw in and out of her clenching asshole.

Then with an unearthly cry she exploded on his cock, her cunt muscles clutching him so tightly he could barely move. This was too much for Art, and with a desperate lunge he buried himself inside her fully and began pumping his red hot cum deep in her belly.

Lori's orgasm seemed to go on for minutes, until finally she unclasped her ankles and Art was able to withdraw. Linda immediately scooted between Lori's still widespread thighs and glued her mouth to her cunt, strongly sucking as she scooped out Art's cum with her tongue, only pausing to flick her tongue over Lori's clit. Soon Lori felt another orgasm approaching and once again her loins exploded as Linda sucked up every drop of cum that spurted from her cunt.

"There now, that wasn't so had was it?" Linda cooed.

"No, Linda," Lori smiled. "That wasn't bad at all."

Every day after that Lori would come to the Sampsons' house for coffee. She would no sooner be in the front door than Art would be there beside her, tearing at her clothes until she was naked and then fucking deep into her welcoming cunt. And every day she came back for more.

Over the course of the next two weeks he fucked her pussy in every way possible. Sometimes he would drag her to the floor and roll her on her back and push up between her wide-spread thighs and pound his thick cock in and out of her until she cried for mercy. Other times he would force her to her hands and knees as he fucked into her from behind. Once he draped each of her legs over the arms of the overstuffed armchair and sucked noisily on her pussy until she came. Then he shuffled forward on his knees until his cock was level with her dripping cunt and thrust himself deep inside her. Or he would move her into a 69 position, his mouth sucking hungrily on her rapidly moistening pussy as he thrust his rod deep into her throat. She would suck avidly on his cock until he blasted his cum deep into her little belly. And each time he fucked her Linda would be there to suck the cum from her pussy and drive her to another orgasm.

After the first week Lori had taken to wearing only a dressing gown when she went next door. She would pull the single garment from her body as she entered the lounge room and be naked and ready by the time Art reached her. At the end of the second week Art finally said to Linda, "I've got to have a rest. The little bitch has exhausted me. My cock's so sore from fucking her that it hurts to pee."

"I've been thinking the same thing," smiled Linda. "It's time to take her education to the next level." Then she reached for the phone and called Ed Wilson.

Ed lived down the street and had been a member of their little group for almost two years. He had fucked most of the wives in the street by now, including Linda many times, and he was the person Linda used to indoctrinate new wives into their sex club.

The next morning Lori came bounding into the lounge room, her dressing gown already discarded, her full breasts bouncing on her chest as she looked for Art. Then she stopped in embarrassment and confusion as she saw a stranger sitting in the armchair. She tried to cover her nudity with her hands. One arm across her breasts covering her nipples and the other hand over her mound.

"Oh, don't be silly," said Linda. "That's just Ed Wilson. He lives down the street at number 26. He's an old friend. Come and meet him and say hello." Linda led Lori over to the armchair until she was standing between Ed's spread legs. Lori was still trying without much success to cover her nakedness and Ed stared appreciatively at her full breasts.

"Now, how do we greet our friends?" Linda asked as she pushed gently on Lori's shoulders until she sank to her knees in front of Ed. "Take out his cock and introduce yourself properly," Linda whispered in her ear.

Reluctantly, Lori moved her hands from her body and reached tentatively for Ed's zipper. Holding the top of his pants with one hand, she found the zipper tab and slowly drew it down until Ed's fly was completely open. Then she reached in with her little hand through the front of his pants, her fingers finding their way through the opening in his boxer shorts until she came in contact with his already hard cock. She wrapped her hand around his burgeoning erection and slowly pulled it out through the opening in his pants until it was fully exposed. She felt it throbbing in her hand, a little trickle of precum already starting to seep from the head.

Without being told, she began to pump her little hand up and down on his shaft, causing more liquid to seep from the head and cover her fingers. Then she felt Linda's fingers in her hair, pushing her head gently forward until her lips were only inches away from Ed's pulsating erection. Linda pushed her forward some more until the head of Ed's cock rubbed against her lips and she immediately opened her mouth and allowed Linda to push her head down until almost the full length of cock was buried in her mouth, the head pushing against the entrance to her throat. Then she began to suck as Linda moved her head back and forth, the big cock sliding in and out as her little tongue began to lash the head on every outstroke.

Ed Wilson stared with fascination as the young newlywed sucked voraciously at his cock, her cheeks hollowing and bloating obscenely with his thrusts, and delighted as she explored the ridges and veins as her tongue licked wildly at the blood-filled head, the tip probing hotly into the tiny split at its end. She could feel Ed's cock swelling in her mouth and she sucked at it madly. Soon Ed could feel the cum starting to rise in his balls and he called to Linda, "I'm going to blow my load into her sweet little mouth in a minute if we don't stop."

Linda had knelt down behind Lori by this time and her hand had crept up between her hot thighs and she was sawing two fingers in and out of Lori's seeping cunt, while her thumb massaged her clit, the squishing noise filling the air, along with the strong musky smell of pussy. Wildly Lori began to undulate her beautiful ass to Linda's knowing, gentle fingering of her cunt while she sucked Ed's cock with ravenous hunger. Then, Linda took her other hand and slid it down Lori's ass from behind, until she found the tiny puckered hole between her lush full buttocks and tenderly inserted her index finger into the smooth, warm hole of her rectum... slipping it ever further inside until the palm of her hand cupped the delicious orbs of her ass.

"Let her have it," Linda smiled. "Knowing you, you'll soon be ready to go again."

Lori continued to suck faster and harder on Ed's cock and then she felt the head swell in her mouth until it was almost choking her and she knew he was about to cum. She tightened her lips around the shaft and then it burst, gushing forth thick streams of the creamy liquid into her throat, her cheeks bloating and contracting as she swallowed to keep from choking on the great continual spurts spewing ceaselessly from it. Linda watched in awe as Lori's throat bobbed as she swallowed in hungry gulps, her lips fastened like an elastic ring tightly around the ejaculating prick, fearful of losing even a tiny drop of the precious liquid. Small droplets seeped from the corner of her mouth as Ed fell away from her and his shrinking member slithered lifelessly from her still sucking mouth, thin sticky strings of the white fluid stretching from her lips to his limp cock. Then her tongue crept out and she licked the last traces of cum from her lips.

Lori's own orgasm was about to overtake her, brought on by the knowing fingers of Linda Sampson which delved deep into her clutching cunt as a thumb rubbed her clit and a smooth digit sawed in and out of her ass. With a cry she came over Linda's hand, the liquid streaming from her cunt and down Linda's arm. She collapsed on the floor and lay still.

Art Sampson had been watching all this with amusement. As much as he wanted to join in, he knew his turn was coming and he patiently bided his time.

As Ed sat slackly in the chair with Lori still slumped between his feet, Art stripped off the remainder of his clothes and approached. He grasped Lori by the waist and lifted her effortlessly to her feet. Then he dropped to the floor on his back and pulled her on top of him. She felt the solid hardness of his thick cock splaying open the sensitive moistened lips of her tingling pussy and she reached down and grasped the hot length of his swollen rod and brought it to the wet, glistening crevice between her wide-spread thighs, until the tip was pressing hotly up into the mouth of her vaginal passage. Art thrust upwards with his hips as he released his hold on her, the long hot length of his swollen cock slamming up into her resistant wet cuntal channel as her hips dropped down.

"Aaaahhhhh! Oh, God," she cried out as she jerked convulsively from the erotically painful shock of his huge cock smashing into her belly, sending little waves of wetly pink vaginal flesh before it. For a few moments they both remained perfectly still as Lori's little cunt adjusted to the huge length now buried in her stomach. Then she slowly lifted her hips until just the head of Art's big cock remained inside her before she pushed down again until he was once more fully buried inside her. She began a steady up and down motion on him, her hips and buttocks beginning a greedy little grinding movement as she clenched her pussy muscles around his pulsating shaft, her naked white buttocks working furiously, her gilded hair-fringed pussy eagerly swallowing his huge, glistening cock to the hilt.

By now Ed Wilson had recovered from the beautiful blowjob Lori had given him and, with the help of Linda's mouth and tongue, he was once again fully hard and ready to fuck. Linda led him over to where the couple was writhing on the carpet.

"Now.. you get right down behind her, Ed darling... straddle Art's legs... that's right, just like that," Linda said enthusiastically, dropping to her own knees and moving in close. "There...now just spread open her beautiful little ass-cheeks, lover, and tell me what you see."

Ed did as he was directed. He took the lewdly grinding mounds in his hands, spreading them slowly outward with his thumbs until he could see the thick, glistening rod of Art's cock flesh that was burrowing up into her loins from below, thrusting up almost brutally into the clasping, hair-fringed folds of her wetly impassioned cunt. Then, above he saw the tiny, nakedly vulnerable little hole of her anus, almost a flushed red, and flexing hotly in time to Art's thrusts from below as she bucked her hips up and down onto the wildly impaling cock.

"She's still a virgin there," Linda whispered to Ed. "Isn't it about time someone did something about that? Let me see you worm that long cock of yours right up into that tight little hole while my husband's fucking her cunt. She'll love it, I promise you!" Linda breathed into his ear. "She'll love a double fuck."

Ed felt his mounting lust and, using his finger, he felt down to where the other man's cock was fucking into her and wet it against the moistly clasping lips of her flesh-filled cunt.

Then Linda bent down to Lori's ear and ordered, "Wait, Lori honey. Hold perfectly still for a moment, darling. Yes...that's it...perfectly still, baby...you're in for a delicious surprise."

Lori had continued to lustfully ride up and down Art's wonderful pleasure-giving cock with her upper body bent forward until her large rounded breasts were squashed down against his powerful chest, hardly aware of anything but the pleasure of the blissful fucking she was receiving. Then, she had felt a pair of strong thumbs pressing outward and parting her soft vulnerable buttocks, followed by Linda's command in her ear.

She held her body completely still as she felt a sudden probing at the sensitive raised circle of her tiny anus and the movement in the soft little mouth of her rectum aroused new sensations inside her straining body.

Then, further insistent prodding began to hurt. She frowned and began to try to pull away from the probing, but she was afraid of losing the overwhelming delight of the huge cock filling the inflamed cuntal passage to her quivering belly from below, and she clenched her teeth to endure the invading finger worming its way deeper and deeper into the soft rubbery depths of her rectum.

"Oh, no, don't. Please stop. You're hurting me," she cried.

But the hand with the embedded finger wouldn't stop and she felt thumbs on her soft yielding buttocks, spreading them even further. Then, another finger lustfully joined the first, squirming its way lewdly up into the hot, spongy confines of her cringing ass, while Art clutched savagely at her waist to keep her from squirming completely off his cock in her sudden pain. The strong hands continued to spread her exposed, naked buttocks lewdly open, easing the cheeks of her white mounds further and further apart until it seemed that she was going to rip open back there. And then, as quickly as they had entered, the fingers were withdrawn from her nakedly exposed rectum and she felt a larger, smooth rubbery object pressed against her tightly clenched anus, and there was no mistaking its purpose...it was another cock.