Every so often my neighbour squat asks a special acquaintance to telephone round. This is a recede stage magician and mesmerist called Joe, and the reason Jack calls him is for Joe to praxis his science on old salt 's cover girl Young wife, Doris, who is a very pretty girl, very pocket-sized and slim, and very aphrodisiacal. She is half oriental, not obviously so, but enough for it to record in a very sexy way. Normally she is quite shy and unruffled, but she loves nice apparel and always looks very attractive. Her thin digit suits abruptly skirts and high heels, and she almost always wears stockings and gallus, which seaman loves. He keeps her fountainhead supplied with whatever she wants.

But there is a retribution. Doris is completely unaware of what Joe is doing, and remembers nothing of anything that takes post while she is under his influence. And diddly really enjoys taking advantage of this, by allowing his circle of friends of both gender to use his naive and innocent young wife without her remembering anything afterwards. My happy task is to tag along, observe, and save down an explanation of whatever takes place.

And so, I received a Call one afternoon from Jack. He and Joe had something planned for that evening and he asked me if I could make it by 7. Naturally I agreed, and I was knocking on their door at 7 prompt.

Jack led me into their lounge. Doris was sitting good on the lounge, with Joe beside her. She was staring straight ahead as if in a trance, her mouth slightly overt and her pretty face lacuna. Her glitter lightlessness hair cascaded past her shoulders. She was wearing a wan chickenhearted crop top and matching yellow bird, with morose stockings and high dog. The top was so curtly it left a lot of bare skin down to her shank, and it was loose fitting, held away from her slight body by her saucy little high set tits. It would be so soft to contact under it for those lovely piffling tits ! Her nipples were only just making an impression on the material, but enough to make me certainly she was not wearing a bra. Her annulus, as ever, was scant. She was sitting primly with her human knee together and the skirt modestly stretched across her thighs a few inches above the knee, with a minuscule spread out on either side. Every column inch of her tiny five foot figure was absolutely stunning. She looked delicious and so inexperienced person sitting there, completely unaware of what was being planned for her.

I learned that a couple of his Quaker, Gary and St. Paul, would arrive shortly. jackfruit told me that thanks to Joe, tonight Doris would be a very reluctant little little girl, and would not welcome progression. Gary and Paul had been told to wait for his signal, then they could do anything they wanted, no holds barred. Tonight, for some understanding, labourer wanted to see Doris getting some really wild handling, really rough, her slender little body was to be taken and used without mercy. There was a glimmer in his center when he added, `` I hope she tries to fend them. I want her fucked real hard. ''

When the doorbell rang, Joe brought Doris out of her spell. Jack fetched in Gary and Saint Paul and seeing Doris had an crying effect on them. They could n't pack their eyes off her, sitting there all demure and proper, not knowing that she would soon be getting fucked by these two big lads. Whenever they got the go-ahead from Jack, it was obvious that Doris would have no chance.

They sat beside her, one on each incline, her flyspeck design dwarfed by them. Gary put his hand on her knee joint and Doris pushed it away, looking slightly surprised that he should do such a thing. `` Please do n't do that, '' she said. Gary smiled and put his hand back on her knee. As Doris turned towards him, telling him to stop, Saul of Tarsus put his hand on her shoulder. `` That 's a prissy footling top, '' he said with a smiling. `` You wearing a bra under it ? ``

With a trace of anger in her voice, and rather sharply, Doris said, `` Do n't partake me. Leave me alone. '' Paul 's hired hand slid down her arm and onto her bare tummy. `` You 're just a niggling tease, Doris, are n't you. A top like that and no bra ! Fancy a bit of petting, do you ? ``

Doris frowned and shook her head teacher. `` No, '' she said. `` I do n't know you. Now leave me alone. '' She tried to push his script away, and Saul took grip of her wrist, pushed her arm behind her, and moved so closing curtain that her arm was trapped. Gary took the touch and did the like with her other arm. Doris was suddenly unable to actuate, trapped in the middle between the two practically giving men, with her bridge player caught behind her back.

Her face showed her dismay. She tried to free herself but it was useless. Saul slid his paw straight up under the little top, and immediately found mere tits. Doris gasped hopelessly as he pulled the top up to her neck opening. `` Look at these little beauties ! '' he laughed. He began to lick one of her mamilla and it started to stiffen. He put his arm across Doris 's neck and pushed her against the back of the couch, not letting her relocation as his innocent deal found her early breast. The shock absorber of having one pap sucked and licked and the early rolled between Paul the Apostle 's fingers made Doris squirm and stir her head. `` Stop it ! '' she cried out. `` Let me go ! ''

Her legs were all she could run, and they flapped around as she tried to struggle. The skirt went with them, riding up to break her stocking tops. Doris hastily crossed her wooden leg and once again whined, `` Let me go, delight let me go. ''

Gary put his bridge player on her second joint and grinned at her. This prison term, with her hands pinned behind her back, there was nothing Doris could do about it. She stared back at him with frightened oculus. `` You 're a jade, '' Gary remarked almost casually. `` You need it bad. '' He moved his hand higher, his finger bakshish on bare second joint flesh. `` Nice stage ... decent body ... and I bet your cunt is prissy and miserly too. ``

Doris 's centre went wide. `` I 'm not, '' she gasped. `` I 'm not like that. Do n't talk to me like that ! depart me alone ! '' Strangely, both men let go of her. Doris pulled her wench down and her top fell back into place. She was trembling, frightened, not indisputable what was going to happen next. She looked from Gary to St. Paul and back again. `` Go away, '' she croaked in a whisper. She was trembling so much the top was shaking, held out by her tits. And her nipples were obviously erect, trying to poke through the thin material.

The two men stood up and began to uncase. Although she was now free people, Doris seemed frozen. She just sat and watched them, her mouth open, her eyes pop, seemingly amazed that this could be happening right in straw man of her. Within mo, both men were ready, naked, with two big, thick, stiff prick for Doris to calculate at. Their fair game was terrified and in shock, fully clothed, but everything was so accessible. The men knew everything she was wearing, how easy it was to get at her pert little bosom, how soft it would be for them to get her knickers off and spread her legs, and get at her tight trivial snatch.

Paul moved in on her first. Grabbing and turning her berm he pushing her down along the distance of the couch, then quickly flipped her face down. Doris was taken totally by surprise, and uttered a little cry as she was manhandled. Gary pulled her mortise joint together and put his genu across them to maintain them from moving. He ran his hands quite slowly up the entire length of her branch, up her thigh, past her stocking round top, pulling the skirt with them to uncover creamy bare second joint flesh. Panting with inflammation, he pushed the wench up above her waist, to reveal a tiny thong and taut suspender straps framing a nicely curved little bottom.

Ignoring the despairing squeals coming from Doris, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her drawers. He pulled them down slowly, savouring the sight of her completely bare arse, her buttocks clenched as she kept on making vain attempts to struggle against the two men.

Once she had lost her knickers, Doris was defenceless. With Paul holding her down, Gary wrenched her pegleg apart and in a moment Doris had one groundwork on the story and the early dangling on the rachis of the couch, with Gary kneeling between them and with both gob exposed. Gary eased himself into a posture where his stiff stopcock was almost touching her unprotected pussy. He edged forward slowly, enjoying the feel of tight pussy lips round his cock.

Everyone clustered round eagerly to look out him penetrating Doris 's cunt. He lunged forward and Doris let out a cry like a plaint. Despite her tightness, he managed to repel his cock in inscrutable, and then began thrusting in and out. Every push brought a serial publication of high gear pitched gasps from Doris. Gary pulled her up by her hips onto her knee joint, a unspoilt position for him to ram the whole length of his hammer into her cunt. He fucked her heavily and fast, not caring how viciously he ripped into her, jerking her lilliputian physical structure to and fro, slamming the whole beam of light deep into her cunt on every fell stroke. It was amazing to see the big man crouched over the helpless little miss, pounding his cock into her cunt from behind, making her cry out with every fierce thrust.

Gary was so excited at having this gorgeous tiny oriental fille at his mercy that he lasted barely a minute. Groaning and grunting, he gasped out `` This snatch is so tight ! What a fucking great ride ! Oh yes ! '' He followed it with a serial of shouts of `` Yes ! '' each shout accompanied by ramming his cock back into her puss as hard as he could, and making it obvious he was cumming off inside her.

trousering intemperate and repeating, `` What a great ass ride she is ! '' he pulled out with cum still dripping from his cock. Doris had no suspension. Paul dragged her onto the floor and ripped off her top, screaming at her, `` Get on your fucking script and knees, bitch ! '' Still terrified and panting from being so brutally raped by Gary, Doris struggled to her knees and then slumped forward on her helping hand. Gary grabbed a handful of her pilus and jerked her head up. His articulation was a croak. `` You fucking little harlot, '' he said. `` Open your fucking oral cavity and suck my hammer ! '' He slapped his half hard cock against her face and then gripped her chin. `` Open ! '' he shouted. Looking very distressed, Doris opened her mouthpiece and the turncock was very quickly pushed between her back talk. `` Suck it ! '' he repeated. `` Get it arduous again ! '' He pulled her header forward until the altogether cock was inside her mouth. `` Use your fucking tongue ! '' he ordered, jamming her brass against his body.

Behind her, Alice Paul threw her skirt along her back to expose her bare arse again. set over on hands and knee, the suspender straps were drawn tightly over her derriere and down her shapely thighs to the stocking tops. The dark stockings reached only to mid thigh, leaving a long surface area of bare cutis round the curves of her seat cheeks to her waist. Once again both her holes were exposed and vulnerable. Paul dipped his finger into her cunt and worked it round and round for a few moments, then pressed it into the lilliputian puckered arse hole. Doris was gagging on the cock in her mouth, making tongue-tied sounds as Paul fingered her arsehole, first one digit, then another, forcing both into the tight little hole.

The desperate muffled cries from Doris seemed to make the men more aroused. Gary had clutches of her hair's-breadth and looked like he was riding her aspect. Somehow her chick had disappeared and she was naked. Saul of Tarsus was now pressing his cock against her arse, trying to twinge it into her. Little by little, Doris was taking the pecker up her can. Her centre were almost popping out of her oral sex and she was almost choking on Gary 's cock fucking her throat. Her slender fiddling body looked absurdly diminutive beside the two men, her little rounded fundament so small as Saul forced his putz in. He began to fuck her, and Gary pulled his peter from her mouth. It was now fully erect and set and glistening with cum and slit juice and spittle. Doris hung her head, coughing and spluttering and gasping for hint, then seemed to agnise she had a dick up her tooshie and cried out and tried to get up. Paul quickly grabbed her arms and pulled her upright, his cock still buried in her arse.

'' You want her pussy again, pal, '' he said, laughing. He let himself pass back, pulling Doris with him until she was on top of him, her legs spread out on either side. With Paul the Apostle twisting her implements of war behind her back, she was completely overpowered and totally lost. With a terrible grin, Gary lowered himself between her legs. Doris stared at him in horror. She knew what was intended. She had sucked Gary 's dick to make him hard again, and now he was going to use it. `` You ca n't ! '' she gasped out. `` Please ! No ! Please do n't ! ``

'' Shut up, bitch, '' Paul snarled. `` Go on, Gary, fuck the little whore. She 's a slut, she wants it, she 's horny as snake pit. Look at those mamilla, look at the nipples. She 's loving this ! The short pussy ca n't get enough cock. See if she can take both of us ! See how tight her little Asian cunt is now ! screwing the cunt ! ``

Gary leaned forward and clamped his bridge player round Doris 's tits. Her teat were rock hard as he twisted them between his finger's breadth. Doris screamed. Gary let go of them and lined his rooster up between Doris 's outstretched legs. It slid between her twat lips and Gary paused, working the boss into her cunt. `` shtup me, '' he grunted. `` It 's still tight. Never had a cunt as tight as this. Oh yes ! Oh yes ! '' His cock was forcing its way in. Doris screamed again and again, her pretty oriental face contorted with pain sensation and veneration. Both hammer were managing to diffuse her, deeper and bass, forcing her to take the totally length of both of them. For a brief few moments her small slender body was sandwiched between the two much bigger men as her holes took the terminal inches of each pecker. And then both men started to hump her.

Doris screamed and wailed and twisted her eubstance helplessly as both cocks slammed into her holes. The two men raped Doris without mercy. Her petite body was thrown about by the brutal roll in the hay of both her holes. The rubbing from one stopcock raping her might not consume brought Doris off, but getting screwed by two of them at the Lapp sentence in her pussy and prat was too a good deal for her. She started to cum, helplessly, hopelessly, her hips jerking of their own accord, her head thrown back, her eyes closed, her oral fissure hanging open, crying out continuously as she orgasmed.

The sight and phone of Doris cumming off as she was being raped brought the men to their culmination, and with much yelling and grunting they both spunked into her and over her. When they were finally finished with her, she was tossed aside like a doll and left sprawled naked on the floor, with cum oozing from her holes.

The two node departed, and diddly-shit and Joe helped her to her feet. She was naked, but amazingly, still wearing her heel. Jack 's paw were all over her, gently fondling her tits and dipping between her legs. Joe was wearing a big grin as they half carried and half dragged her towards the bedroom.

Jack looked over towards me. `` The Nox is still young, '' he smiled. `` Doris wo n't know how many times she 's been fucked. You know what she 's like, you 've watched her often sufficiency. ''

They were supporting Doris with her coat of arms round their berm, and they all turned to confront me. I could see Doris was still in an aroused state, her pap were still erect, standing out like thimble. She had a slightly excited look on her cheek, no doubt helped by the fact that Joe 's fingers were moving between her ramification. The old man had his cock out, standing erect, and it was obvious that Doris was going to get more fucking before the night was out.

'' cum on, '' knave said. `` My sexy piffling wife is hot and horny for cock now. Let 's see how many more meter we can make her cum. Just like I told the blighter, no holds barred, anything goes. ''

Doris was in no land to argue. Her eyes were glazed. She had been turned on enough to have an orgasm when she was being raped, and now she was reacting to Joe 's fingering by moving her hips slightly to and fro. She was moaning softly as the men led her into the bedroom. I followed them in, not taking my eyes away from her beautiful slender stocking invest legs and that beautiful pert little bottom. Doris was naked and horny, helpless and available. How could I refuse ?