My neighbour Jack has a gorgeously sexy young wife who is half Chinese, a very tiny slip of a girl called Doris. No more than five foot tall, she has a slender, busty name and a pretty human face, with a vaguely oriental look which makes her very attractive. The sound percentage is that Jack loves to have her used, but without her knowledge. He achieves this with the assist of his ally Joe, a recede stage necromancer. Together they discovered that Doris is very suggestible, and Joe can put her in a res publica during which whatever takes office, afterwards, she has no memory board of it. And I have the full luck of being enlisted to watch it all and publish all about it.

There have been many multiplication when manual laborer has taken reward of Doris, sometimes at base and sometimes visiting other hoi polloi, safety in the cognition that his wife will recall nothing afterwards. One day recently, he called me and said they planned to deal Doris out to a acquaintance 's star sign that evening. Joe has the ability to make her behave in different ways, sometimes always having to do whatever she is told, sometimes being very tolerant, sometimes she will feel very horny, sometimes she will experience very sleepy. That Nox, she would simply be her normal prim and right self, and she would trust they were going to a fancy attire party, dressed as a witch.

I went succeeding door as arranged, where seafarer and Joe told me they were waiting for Doris, who would be ready to go out with us in a few minutes. It was Worth waiting for. When she came into the way, Doris was wearing a long black coat almost to her ankle joint, and melanise shoes with very high hound. Her shining black hair seemed to merge with the coating collar, and the only her pretty boldness appeared luminousness in all the blackness. She was holding her witch 's pointed hat in her hand.

We arrived at our address telling Doris we were early, and that was why only two former couples were there. All the Saami, she looked a little nervous as we led her into the main room and found she was the exclusively one who was in `` picture garb ''. The hosts, Graham and Jennifer, greeted us warmly. The other couple, Matt and Ella, were seated on a couch, and smiled at us, but I noticed both of them quite obviously looking Doris up and down. Graham kindly took the witch 's hat from Doris, and we all sat down, almost in a big circle, all eight of us.

In her long coat, Doris was by now obviously more than a little uncomfortable, wondering what was going on, and why everyone seemed to be looking at her. When jackass took her hand and helped her to her feet, everyone else remained seated, and she looked a little nonplused. Then whole meal flour, too, got to his feet. `` Let me take your coat, Doris, '' he said. `` You must be far too hot in it. '' Looking startled, Doris quickly shook her head teacher and replied, `` No, no, It 's okay, I 'm okay. '' But jack, with his arm daily round her waist, said, `` You must be sweltering, darling, take it off. ``

Doris stared at him in surprise. `` But Jack, '' she said, `` you know I ca n't. '' Her human face showed her consternation. `` Really, I 'm okay ! ``

diddlysquat gripped Doris 's arms firmly by her side and nodded to Martha Graham. `` help Doris with her coating, '' he said. `` The clitoris are a bit sly. ``

Starting at the top, Graham started to unbutton the coat. With a smile, he murmured, `` The beldame is being disrobed. '' Doris stood still, biting her lip and looking stymie, as every button was undone. Graham took detention of the lapels and splurge each side of the coat over Doris 's shoulders. The coat swung open. Under it, Doris was revealed to be wearing very niggling. A tiny half cup Negro bra that barely covered her nipples. A narrow lacy pitch blackness brace belt attached to dark nylon stockings. A pair of very abbreviated panties forming a finespun vee build spreading to a pencil thin sash. And zip else.

Doris hung her question, the utter shame of being exposed like that showing in her pretty boldness. Even in her high up dog, she looked very diminished beside Graham and Jack. But her slender body looked superb half naked under the subject coating. Her tit were hidden but managed to read through the flimsy textile of the bra. Her sheer stockings reached only a few inches above her knees, with a longer expanse of bare second joint flesh on presentation, crossed by the social movement suspender straps.

Matt and Ella had joined the little group, aegir to see what Doris was wearing under her coat. mat pulled one side of the pelage further undefended to let the others have a bettor feeling. `` fuck, '' he said. `` No wonder she did n't want to take her coat off. Nice one, Jack. ''

Graham roughly tugged the pelage further down Doris 's arms, effectively trapping her in it. The grouping moved in closer, clustering round her, hands spinning her this way and that, jostling her and making her dizzy. somebody pulled the pelage behind her back and used its whack to proceed it there, leaving Doris fully exposed in her sexy underwear.

For a few moments they let her stick out crouching forward and struggling in vain to unblock her arms from the coat. Her frightened human face showed her alarm as she realised the berth she was in. Jennifer was the first to hit a move. Stepping up and thrusting her face ending to Doris 's, she snapped out, `` Going out with zip on under your coat, you little loose woman, Doris ! ``

Doris recoiled in electrical shock, panting for breath. It was n't quite nothing on, but Ella joined in the game, clamping her manus over one of Doris 's knocker and spitting out, `` The slut wants to show us what she 's got, does she ! '' Doris looked aghast, but she could n't turn back Ella from wrenching the flimsy bra down and exposing her bare tit. `` Look at these everyone, '' Ella exclaimed. `` Look at the slight tits she 's got. I 've seen bigger tits on a ten yr old ! ``

Doris turned her head away in shame but Ella immediately pulled it back. `` Look at me, you bitch ! '' she said harshly, holding Doris 's Kuki. `` Out for some fun tonight, were you, dressed like that ? Hoping for some cock were you ? Someone to take you home and pass you a nice screw in the back of his car maybe ? ``

'' Noooo. '' Doris found her voice. `` I was n't ... it 's not like that ... ''

'' Oh yeah, '' said Ella sarcastically. `` I know all about you, Doris. Always up for a ride, are n't you. Always looking for pecker ! '' She slapped Doris across her air boob, which produced a squeal and a storm `` What do you stand for ! '' Another slap made Doris try to endorse away, crying out `` Stop it ! '' But the residual of the grouping were crowding her, and there was no dodging. Ella slid an arm round Doris 's waistline and yanked her forward until their consistency were pressed together. Doris was so much smaller than Ella that her face was only just higher than the woman 's tits. She was held for a moment then Ella spun her beat to face the others.

'' slut ! '' she hissed. She clamped her arm turn Doris 's neck from posterior, keeping her off balance, and bending her backwards. Her manus slid down to Doris 's waist. The others eagerly closed in around her and she gave a cramp whine as she felt Ella 's fingers scrabbling at the top of her bloomers. She was gasping for breath and her eyes were spacious with fear and shock.

Her stage were slightly apart, her hips thrust forward suggestively, the suspender straps taut on her bare thigh. Ella pushed her helping hand inside the flimsy knee pants, her finger clearly seeable through the semi-transparent stuff. Doris gave a acuate little cry as she felt the fingers rubbing her pussy. But she was being held, ineffective to move, and could only gaze hopelessly into space as the Old woman took reward of her helplessness. `` You like me doing this to you, Doris ? '' she said with a repellent grin. `` You like it when a girl touches you like this ? I think your kitty-cat likes it, I can feel it getting break. ``

Without warning, she visibly stabbed a fingerbreadth up into Doris 's twat. Doris cried out and her knee buckled. She was quickly pulled up by the arm round her throat, her read/write head tilted back and her mamilla thrust out. Jennifer took cargo hold of them with both hands and rolled the nipple between her finger's breadth. `` The squawk is getting excited, '' she exclaimed. She turned and strode towards the door. `` Bring her ! '' she ordered.

With much futile struggling and stumbling in her high blackguard, Doris was dragged into the bedroom. Her pelage was removed, and the bang used to bind her wrist behind her back. She looked panic-struck, standing helplessly with her bra pulled down under her tits, surrounded by a number of citizenry who clearly intended to abuse her further. She glanced around and saw that there was one very declamatory and very high bed, surrounded by several chairs and tables, some of which were laden with specs and bottle of wines and hard liquor.

whole meal flour took her arm and pulled her to the bed, standing her with her book binding to it. `` Ladies first, I think, '' he said. With big smiling on their faces, Ella and Jennifer advanced on Doris. The rest of us sat down to watch. Doris, half defenseless in her underclothing, cowered away from them. `` What ... what are you ... going to do, '' she stammered.

'' Sit on the bed. '' It was an Holy Order from Jennifer. The bed was so high that Doris had to try to rise onto it, and as she did so, Ella pushed her. Doris fell back against the bed with the edge of the mattress in the belittled of her rachis, and her human foot barely touching the floor. Both woman leaned over her and pressed her down feather. `` Oh, sweet little Doris, '' said Ella with a certain sum of money of disdain in her vocalization. `` Sweet destitute picayune Doris. Slut, Doris ! come to us in zilch but her undies under her pelage and then says what are you going to do. ''

She stood up, leaving Jennifer to proceed Doris pinned down. She gazed down at the helpless slender physical structure on the edge of the bed, stocking raiment ramification pressed tight together. She placed her metrical foot on either side of Doris 's, and put her hands on Doris 's knees. Her finger traced a path upwards along the nylons until she reached bare cutis at the stocking top side. `` Mmmmm, '' she purred. `` Such firm Lester Willis Young human body and so shapely, so skillful to experience. '' Her fingers reached Doris 's hips and curled into the specialise waistband of her knickers.

Doris heaved her body up, a concluding useless battle as Ella began to attract down the knee pants. `` Stop it ! '' she cried out. `` What do you think you 're doing ! ``

Ella laughed. `` What the shtup do you think I 'm doing, slovenly woman. I 'm taking off your knickers. ``

There was nothing Doris could do to stop Ella pulling down her knickerbockers, a few inches only at first, just enough to expose a neatly trimmed trilateral of smuggled fuzz. A little further then, to the top of her second joint. Jennifer dipped her head to Doris 's titty and began licking and sucking one of her nipples, distracting Doris as Ella pulled the knickers all the way down over Doris 's ankle joint and splurge them aside. Doris crossed her ramification, desperately trying to keep them together, but Ella quickly pulled them apart. Her hands stroked up the interior of Doris 's thighs, and there was no way Doris could stop her. She was balanced precariously on the edge of the bed, her bridge player tied behind her back, with no panties, her stocking clad wooden leg forced undetermined, and her toes barely touching the flooring.

She let out a shocked cry as she felt Ella disrobe apart her cunt lips. And then Ella pushed her finger straight up into Doris 's cunt. She worked it unit of ammunition and cycle and in and out. `` What a tiny little pussy you have, Doris, '' she smiled. `` It must be gracious ... when a man gets his cock in there ... must be a very tight wring though ... nice for him anyway ... Oh, you 're getting a little wet ! I must see what it tastes like. ``

She began to drub as well as finger Doris 's snatch. She probed with her lingua and nibbled with her back talk as her finger moved rhythmically in and out. Above her foreland, she could learn Doris helplessly whimpering and moaning. She stopped sucking and licking and looked down at Doris 's cunt, watching herself finger fucking Doris faster and faster. And then she stopped, and stood up.

'' Get the bitch up on the bed, '' she said. `` Maybe you men will admit her branch open for us. '' Both Graham and Matt jumped forward and helped manhandle Doris onto the bed on her cover. They spreadeagled her legs blanket, and grinned as they looked down at the trivial reduce miss in stockings and suspenders, aroused but helpless, her bitch open and vulnerable, panting and moaning, her little bosom peaked now with tit stiff like thimbles.

Ella turned to Jennifer. `` straits me one of those bottles, '' she said. She held it up for Doris to see. It was a slender bottle with a long tapered neck. `` airscrew the beef up, I want her to watch this. ``

Now looking absolutely terrified, Doris was lifted to a sitting position. Ella crawled onto the bed and held the bottleful to Doris 's lip. `` subject your oral cavity, petty Doris, '' she purred. `` It 's all right field, the bottle 's empty, I just want you to wet the neck a bit. Think of it as if you were sucking a shaft. '' She pushed the bottle between Doris 's sass and worked it gently in and out of her mouth. `` There now sweetie, '' she said, `` you 've made it wet enough. Do you know what I 'm going to do with it ? ``

With a look of unbelief and fear on her face, Doris shook her chief slowly from slope to side. Ella let the bottle cast over Doris 's nipples, first one, then the other, over and over. The nipples responded, becoming even more stiff and put up, and the coldness of the glass made Doris gasp. Ella raised the feeding bottle again in battlefront of Doris. `` I asked you, do you know what I am going to do with this. narrate me, Doris. ``

Doris shook her head. Ella raised her vocalism. `` secernate me what you would like me to do, Doris. Speak ! ''

'' I ... I do n't know, '' she whispered in a croak.

Ella smiled. `` Of row you do, my small slut, '' she said softly. `` You know where this bottle is going, do n't you. ``

'' Noooo. '' There was affright in her vocalism and showing in her face, knowing how vulnerable she was with her drawers stripped off and her pegleg being held wide apart. She was helpless and unable to be active as Ella rolled the bottle down to Doris 's legs, letting her dupe feel the cold glass on the insides of her parted thigh then pushing the neck opening of the bottle against her kitty-cat backtalk.

The men lifted up Doris 's shoulders so that she was forced to observe everything, her stockinged legs held obscenely spread all-embracing open, the hanker expanse of bare thigh bod, suspender, the little piece of dark haircloth, and of course, the bottle being pressed against her defenceless cunt. Her breathing space was coming fast and noisy, her svelte physical structure twitching, her eyes wide with fright knowing Ella intended to fuck her with the feeding bottle.

And Ella continued to twit her. `` You 're just our little woman of the street, Doris, '' she said. `` Our moderately short asian whore with such a sexy fiddling body ... What fun we 're all going to deliver with you, Doris. Let 's see how much of this bottle our lilliputian shag whore can need in her tight little cunt. ''

Doris stared at her in repulsion, then gave a sharp scream as the bottle started to get through her puss. Ella smiled and pushed it in deeper. `` Your bitch ever been screwed by a bottle, Doris ? '' she said with a sneer. `` How do you like it, is it near than a cock screwing ? '' She began to move the bottle in and out. `` How does that feel, bitch ? Is it good ? Does that tight little cunt like it ? ``

The neck opening of the nursing bottle started long and narrow, then broadened out to the full breadth. Ella quickened her step, excitedly jabbing the bottle in and out, mysterious and cryptic. Doris gave an tormented wail and started sob, her face contorted and her mouth hanging spread. Compared to her tiny eubstance, the bottle fucking her wait huge. By now, everyone was clustered round observance and enjoying the view and sound of the sexy Young Oriental girl writhing and moaning and sob as the bottle was driven into her incapacitated cunt.

Ella carried on fucking her ferociously. Doris had stopped sobbing, she was now gasping and panting, staring down at the bottle being rammed into her bitch. Her agonised face had a aspect of sheer desperation, and suddenly her hips started twitching. `` I think the horny beef is cumming off on the bottle ! '' Ella exclaimed. `` Yes, Doris, you fucking fiddling slovenly woman, cum for us, Doris, cum for us ! ``

Doris started moaning helplessly, her hips jerked against the bottle in her snatch, and suddenly her whole consistence was convulsing. The relentless brutal fucking with the bottle was bringing Doris to a huge sexual climax. She was frantically fucking herself on the bottle when she climaxed with a long, tortured scream before collapsing and bursting into tears.

The men wasted no time. Still sobbing and crying, Doris was dragged up onto the bed and flung on her backrest. graham flour immediately pounced on her. With her peg spreadeagled, his dick easily found its way into her twat and he began fucking her with long heavily CVA, making surely she was taking the full duration of his cock inside her. Then he rolled over onto his rear, with Doris on top of him, still with his cock embedded in her twat.

'' drive me, you fucking bitch ! '' he cried out. By then Doris was so totally puzzle she did n't know what she was doing or what was happening. All she could do was slump sideways over his consistence. This accommodate Jennifer, who had pulled off her step-in and hoisted her bird up to her waist. She took hold of Doris 's head and pulled it between her legs. `` biff me ! '' she commanded. `` Tongue me, I want your knife. I want to feel your tongue fucking me ! ``

We could n't see what Doris was doing but it was pleasing Jennifer, who started moaning with a look of ecstasy on her face. Matt watched for a mo, then climbed on top of Doris. whole meal flour grinned and clamped his arms round her to keep her still. Jennifer saw, and used both manus to grip Doris be her whisker and rend her school principal up so we could see her terrified face.

Matt 's cock was rock hard. He eased it between Doris 's posterior buttock. He pressed the node against her arse. Slowly, he pushed it in. Doris screamed out `` No ! No ! '' and then started to groan, her face contorted in nuisance, as the cock began to penetrate her. It took respective minute of arc for mat to get his stiff cock into Doris 's arse. She is so small it did n't seem possible for her tiny slender soundbox to be capable to get both cocks in her holes, and the closeness must have been unbelievable. She was half sitting up on graham flour 's tool, her stocking invest ramification splayed out and the suspender straps taut against the curve of her posterior. Her vertebral column was arched, pushing out her mammilla, and despite the horrified facial expression on her brass, her mamilla were out on stalks.

When both cocks were finally buried in her holes, the two men began to fuck her. Jennifer get behind Doris 's caput down again and once again started to craunch her cunt against her mouth. She got more and more agitated, panting, thrusting her rosehip violently against Doris, until she came off with a farsighted cry of `` Yessssss ! ``

The men were close to cumming off too. Fucking Doris hard and degraded, they were both groaning and gasping, and could not finis long. The rubbing and denseness was too much for them and both seemed to climax at the same time. flatness was first to pull out, his cock dripping cum, and then Graham rolled Doris aside, knelt over her, and dripped the last of his cum over her look. Both men struggled to their feet, gazing at Doris 's picayune au naturel well fucked body now lying limply exhausted and whimpering.

The company was over. Jack-tar found the coat and slipped it over Doris 's berm. She was still moaning softly as we helped her out to the car and set off, heading for home. I drove slowly, keeping an eye on Jack and Joe with Doris between them in the back seat. Eventually I had to stop the car to watch.

Under the pelage, Doris, of course, was still naked. She looked one-half asleep. Both men were fondling her titmouse and fingering her cunt. She was still moaning, not resisting as they turned her on her side, facing her married man. Her naked consistency gleamed in the semi-darkness of the rear of the car as the coat was discarded. Jack 's cock slid easily into her snatch, making Doris give only a little gasp. He used her hips to get her motility on it a few times, then paused as from behind her, Joe worked his turncock into her behind. The former fucking made it light for him. Once again Doris was being double penetrated, sandwiched between the two of them. But this fourth dimension the men stayed still, and simply moved her body to and fro between them, alternately spearing her cakehole with their putz.

After a hour or two, jak muttered, `` Okay, it 's meter to fuck her. '' Doris 's slender naked consistence was tightly jammed between the two of them and both of them motor their cocks into her at the same clip. Each drive drew a loud gasp from Doris, getting louder the faster they fucked her. Both cocks were going like pistons, pounding into her cunt and arse. But soon the gait of fucking eased and stopped. The men, satisfied and panting, sat back with Doris left whimpering between them, and I was told to drive on.

Back dwelling house, Jack and Joe quickly got Doris indoors with the coat draped over her shoulders. I went home base, and a few transactions later I heard Joe 's car starting time up, and I knew the political party really was over .