Caroline had lost track of time, she was laying between Simon and James, gently sucking on the knickers that James had mopped up cum with, and then put in her mouth. Absently she looked at Simon's huge cock, he was slowly wanking it back to hard, she had not expected him or James to want to do anything else to her, but it was defiantly growing. She looked at him, debating if to ask what he was doing.
'Come on girly,' said Simon, 'I have always wanted to fuck a girl with another man in her arse.'
He pulled Caroline on top of him, which was easy, she was a delicate, light girl and before she knew it she was laying on his belly, tits squashed against his chest and her face just below his. She looked around and James was wanking, his cock was not getting hard quite as quickly as Simon's had.
Caroline's attention was rudely brought back to Simon, he was fumbling his cock into her pussy, she whimpered as he forced it into her pussy, it was not as wet as it should be, and he shoved it up far too hard and quickly, actually with all the subtlety that she had come to expect from him. He pounded on her dry pussy, as she got wetter, knowing that they were about to use her again.
There was a soft knock at the door, the author knew it would be Chris, it was about 75 minutes since he was last here, he opened the door and Chris quickly slipped inside, 'If anybody sees me I will be fired,' he said.
He stopped dead when he saw Simon and James, the author put his hand on Chris's shoulder and said, 'It's fine, they are here to enjoy her body, humiliate her, not to cause you any issues. Trust me, if they do anything to you, the video's I have of them will find their way to their wives.'
James's head swung to look at the author, fear in his eyes, 'you can't,' he said.
The author looked him straight in the eyes and said, 'Trust me I definitely will be able to, but I will not if you ensure what happens in this room stays here, especially for Chris here.'
'Yes, we are both fine with that,' he said as he climbed onto the bed.
As James climbed onto the bed behind her, it dawned on her what they were planning, the idea turned her on, but my god she could not take a cock in her arse with Simon's massive cock in her cunt.
'No, you can't, I can't take it,' she whaled.
'You will take it and like it, my girl,' James said.
'No, no, no, you can't it will break me.'
James completely ignored her, he bent down to push his cock against her dry arse, for the first time she was genuinely worried, actually terrified, Simon was huge, her pussy was rammed full, she could feel pressure everywhere, and James was now pushing at her arse hole, it was dry, not lubricated.
'Please stop, she said, 'you will rip me open,' she could hear the fear in her own voice.
'You will be fine,' James said, as he pushed really hard.
Caroline felt her brown star give way, and start to stretch out around the head of James's cock, it was not comfortable at all. James stopped before his head was in, he was over balancing and slipping off the bed. He withdrew and jumped off the bed, he looked at the her, but she did not know what he wanted her to do, in her head she was questioning all of this, why in god's name was she letting these old fat man anywhere near her, why had she not run screaming from the room, the questions about her own sanity plagued her mind for more than a few moments.
Simon was filling her more than she ever felt before, she really didn't want James in her arse, actually she didn't want anything or anybody in her arse, she noticed that Chris had come back and was watching with the author. Waiting his turn to play, she thought, is that what I am, a play thing for these perverted men...and boys.
James climbed back on the bed, holding the post on the footboard this time, she could tell he was more determined, he held lube in his other hand, which caused her some relieve. As Simon pumped away, she flinched when the cold lube hit the top of her crack and slowly ran down across her hole.
James threw the bottle to the author and before she knew it, his fingers were roughly massaging the lube into her arse, his fingers slipping in, stretching as he did. Caroline could feel the sensitive walls of her arse and pussy squeezed between James fingers and Simon's massive cock, she could not believe that there was space to exchange them for a cock. She felt more like a toy than ever, I thing to be used, the conflict that created within her was like she was being ripped in two.
As James cock pushed again against her arsehole, and slipped in with ease now the lube was there, she was beyond full, half of her wanted to die, wanted a hole to swallow her, humiliated did not come close, the idea of her friends or work colleagues seeing her now, entered her head, just as James had pushed up to his balls, she squealed like a pig, to catch a phase, but she felt like something was going to burst out of her somewhere, as James and Simon started to work together thrusting together, like opposing pistons.
Her mind barely noticed, she had an image in her head of her best friend, Lucy, slapping her, and calling her a dirty slut, she was a proper good little wife, missionary on a Saturday night girl, she thought Caroline was the same, shocked would not come close to her reaction to...to this.
The other half of Caroline was in control though, that half wanted this, that half was wet and getting wetter at the humiliation of being used like this, that half of Caroline said into the air, 'Harder...make me scream...pound me like the slut I am.'
As the words came out her mouth, she could not believe she said it, through all three statements her brain was screaming, 'SHUT UP...STOP.' But the part that was in control was laughing at her, and it laughed harder as James rammed up her arse harder than anything had every been forced up there!
