Tom's Torture Ch. 02

Bobby grabbed his hard, dripping cock with his free and made as if to plunge right into Pam, but Darryl said, "Whoa, man, you hear what I just said? We gotta get the bitches ready. Get that tongue going, nigga."

"Oh, I gotcha," said Bobby. "This is gonna be fun!"

"Watch the white boy, Tyrone," Darryl reminded, then he leaned down and shoved his scruffy face right into Kelly's ass. She cried out in surprise and also reached a hand out to clutch at me. She missed my hand and got a grip on my upper thigh, just inches away from my cock which flinched at the near contact. Darryl seemed to have his face right up into Kelly's asshole, but it also appeared that he was lapping hungrily at her pussy. At first I thought Kelly was gyrating her hips around slightly, but that was Darryl pushing more deeply into her with his face. He let out a muffled moan of excitement.

Bobby, taking the cue, bent down and went to work himself, only he seemed to spare Pam's little puckered asshole as he maneuvered more directly onto her vagina. Pam kept her eyes on me for a moment longer, then closed them and winced at what was going on down there. After another moment, Bobby sat back up, smacking his lips.

"Aw man!" He turned and spat. "I think her pussy's full of cum, dude! I don't want to eat no sperm!"

Darryl leaned back, his face glistening with moisture. "So our white boy was there first. So what. There's your lube. Get on in there and fuck the bitch if you want, I don't care."

He dove back downward to Kelly's crotch, and she grunted when he connected. She was breathing carefully in and out, trying to be patient about what Darryl was doing. But every now and then her breath caught short or blasted out in a quick hiss. Either Darryl was biting or hurting her in some way, or the fucker was actually good at what he was doing, and Kelly was, like me, beginning to derive some kind of perverse pleasure from an abominable act. She kept her grip on my thigh, massaging it, kneading it.

I reached down and put my hand on hers. I did the same to Pam's as I looked beyond her pretty, tear-stained face, along her slender back and over her rounded ass to see Bobby at last grabbing and guiding his thick cock toward her opening. Her pussy and thighs were still slick with my semen, and I knew he'd manage to get into her quite easily, at least the first few inches.

Sure enough, when Pam cried out in shame and shock and surprise, it was clear that Bobby was now roughly and selfishly pushing his penis into her. An inch...two inches...three, four five...then back out again, then back in. He was making it happen, fucking her, raping her.

While I watched.

Kelly looked over at her and said, "It's okay, baby. It'll be over soon." She then turned further back and yelled directly at Bobby, "You hear that, you asshole? Get yourself off now. You know what she feels like, now cum already and get the fuck out of here!"

"Oh soon," Bobby grunted as he pushed back into Pam, "Soon enough, oh fuck this bitch is tight. Jesus, I'm sticking to little white blondies from now on, fuck!" He started pumping steadily now, able to fuck as fully and deeply into Pam now. She winced and grunted and whimpered as he moved back and forth.

Kelly looked up at me again and said something remarkable: "I wish it was you doing this to me." I stared at her in surprise, and if I wasn't quite fully erect before, I was fucking throbbing now! Darryl was continuing to lap furiously at Kelly's pussy, and the stimulation on her clit must've been reaching a breaking point, because the little Asian 19-year-old was now closing her eyes tightly and breathing heavily through lips formed into a little O shape. "Wish it was...wish it was you," she kept panting. "Wish it was you, Tom."

The only way I could make sense of it was one of two ways: either Kelly was actually getting off by the purely carnal kinkiness of the situation, or she was trying to fantasize her way through this ordeal in order to make it less traumatic. Perhaps both! The way she kept referring to me while Darryl ate her out seemed to indicate the latter. To say that I didn't want to be part of this girl's fantasies would be a lie, but this certainly wasn't how I'd envisioned it.

But further thoughts on Kelly had to be set aside, because something was happening to the other girl in the room. Pam was beginning to groan very, very loudly as Bobby picked up his pace. He was making strange, childish faces and seemed to be heading directly toward one hell of an orgasm. That was to be expected, but not the fact that Pam too seemed to be heading in that SAME direction!

"Oh God...oh GOD!" Pam screamed. "Oh fuck...oh my God no...I...I can't believe it...NO!"

And with that, she tucked her head down, squeezed her fists tightly and rode the tidal wave of an orgasm she had tried to resist but could not. Bobby thrusted one last time, deep into Pam, and I could almost feel the vibrations of his contracting prostate through Pam's body and then the couch as he blasted what had to be a gallon of semen deep into the young woman's womb.

Pam continued to scream out, and her loud voice was matched now by Kelly who had begun howling out her with her own devastating climax. It was incomprehensible, but it was happening. And both girls grabbed at me as they came, clutching at my thighs, my cock, my balls, any part of me they could reach. I held on to their wrists and maintained solid contact with them while they rode it out.

Bobby pulled his softening cock out of Pam's pussy, generating a wet slurping sound. Her cunt now oozed with the combined sperm of two men who had been very pent up and horny before exploding their balls into her belly. I looked down and could see the white fluid sliding down Pam's slim, trembling legs.

Pam was the one who'd gotten ahold of my cock during her climax, and as she squeezed it, she looked up at my and said, "I'm sorry...I couldn't help it...it's disgusting, I know...."

"It's okay," I replied softly. Just as I had been guilty about getting an erection while my girlfriend was getting raped before my eyes, Pam was obviously feeling terrible about having climaxed from this asshole's cock. But as morbid as it sounded, I knew it was probably better that she came: her body would better deal with the battering it had received. If she'd resisted, he would've still penetrated her, and if she'd been dry he could have seriously injured her.

To thank me for my understanding, Pam stroked the shaft of my cock a couple of times. I leaned back a little and relished the feeling, somehow able to ignore the three black men in the room for just a few seconds. But only a few seconds, because before long Darryl was finally backing his face off of Kelly's cunt.

He looked over at Pam's dripping cunt, then at Bobby who'd sunk to the floor, wasted. The man's cock was quite soft now, milky with cum. "Not bad," Darryl said with a nod. He looked at what Pam was doing to my cock. "Now that's a considerate girlfriend. Bitch gets rammed from behind by some black dude, and she still strokes her white boy's meat."

Kelly shifted her hand from my thigh to begin caressing my balls while Pam continued stroking my cock. She turned her head toward Darryl and said, "No matter what you do, Darryl, we still belong to Tom. So FUCK YOU!"

"Don't mind if I do," Darryl said, laughing. He shifted forward again on his knees and brought his massive cock in line with Kelly's cunt as she continued to lean forward on the couch. "Let's see how this fits, bitch."

He gave a shove, amazingly sinking half of that monster rod into Kelly on the first go. Her head whipped back around and I saw her eyes go wide with shock. She let out a shriek and threw her head back, sucking in a deep breath, because Darryl was already pulling out and diving in for another thrust. All Pam and I could do was watch helplessly as Darryl buried his penis deep within Kelly's sopping wet cunt. Several moments went by, and the only sounds were his grunts and her gasps, and the only movement was the shove of his hips and the rocking of her body.

Darryl gave Kelly's round ass a good couple of slaps. "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Fuck yeah!" He leaned forward and licked some sweat off her back, then said, "Go ahead, girls. Take care of your white boy if you want. In fact, I want to see that. Do it!"

Pam had paused with her hand on my cock, but she resumed stroking me when she caught Darryl's angry look. Kelly fumbled around a bit, still trying to coax her tiny body into absorbing the monstrosity pounding into her, but she finally got a light grasp of my balls again. I felt the pre-cum oozing profusely from the tip of my penis.

"No, no," Darryl said, now struggling to keep the tone of his voice even. "Get your faces in there, bitches. Pleasure that boy. Let him know how good you got it from a couple of brothers!"

Pam hesitated, but Kelly seemed to take this cue in perfect stride. Incredibly, she twisted her body around so that she could lower her head right onto my penis, and with what actually sounded like an honest-to-God gulp, she got most of my cock into her mouth and at the back of her throat in one try.

"Holy Christ!" I blurted, surprised at the suddenness of it. I had definitely enjoyed the brief amount of head I'd gotten from Pam earlier this evening, but the sweet girl was a mere novice to the way Kelly so expertly deep-throated me. I was enjoying it way, way too much. If only I could have had these two girls alone, without these motherfuckers taking advantage.

"Jesus, oh, Jesus!" I shouted as Kelly's tongue seemed to strangle my cock in her mouth.

"Yeah," Darryl said, smiling and still thrusting away inside Kelly. "We all are gonna see religion now." He called back over his shoulder. "Hey, Tyrone! You gonna get a piece of this or what?"

When I glanced at Tyrone I saw that at some point he had pulled his cock out through his zipper and had been stroking himself with one hand, keeping the gun steady—or mostly steady—with the other. He said, "What's that, D-man?"

"Don't sit there jerking when there's perfectly good pussy here, man! Give the gun to Bobby. Hey, Bobby, get the fuck up and take the piece."

"Wha...hmm?" Bobby roused from his trance: he'd been staring at the girls servicing my cock. "Okay, no problem." He shuffled to his feet, still quite naked, happy to let his semi-erect cum-coated cock flop around, dripping on the hardwood floor.

He took the gun from Tyrone, who quickly stripped down. We were now officially six completely clothing-free forms, knee-deep in fucking and sucking. Tyrone stepped toward us, looking unsure as to how to proceed.

Darryl pointed at Pam's ass. "There's your target, nigga."

Pam, who had been watching Kelly and helping keep her hair out of the way, looked back at Tyrone with real fear. Although not as big as Darryl, Tyrone's cock was definitely bigger than Bobby's. She began to shake her head. "No...no, please."

Kelly lifted her mouth off my cock to look at what was going on, her body still jerking slightly as Darryl kept up his own pumping pace.

Tyrone frowned down at the little blond girl, absently stroking his cock. "I don't know, man...awful lot of dudes' cum in there already...."

Darryl scoffed, "What're you fucking squeamish now, Tyrone? Just get some of that cum on your cock and—hold on, wait a sec." He had to pause in his instructions to turn back toward Kelly and steady himself by leaning forward, his hands on her hips.

Kelly was cumming again, squeezing her eyes shut and sucking in the air sharply. She had been trying not to scream out this time, but the way her body tensed it was clear she was climaxing big time.

"Easy there, girl!" Darryl said breathlessly. "Stop clenching up your pussy like that, you're gonna make me cum too soon. Easy now. Easy!"

He stopped thrusting into her, clutching tightly at her hips, letting Kelly ride out the orgasm. After a moment, it subsided and Darryl turned back to Tyrone as if nothing had happened. He said, "Just get some of that cum on your cock, lube it up and take her ass."

"No!" Pam shouted.

"Shut up!" Darryl bellowed. He nodded back at Tyrone. "Get on with it."

Pam looked pleadingly at Kelly and me. "Please," she said, "I don't think I can do that...not that!"

Kelly tried the only thing she could. She said, "Listen, leave my girl alone and you can have MY ass. I'll take both of you motherfuckers at once, just leave her alone!"

Darryl smiled at her. "Oh, I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you? But I don't think so. Don't need no other dude's balls slapping against mine while I'm trying to bust my own nut. No way. Tyrone, show that blond bitch how the plumbing works around here!"

"Oh, my god," Pam said, beginning to cry.

Kelly leaned over and reached for her face. It actually took her a couple of tries to do this because Darryl had started thrusting into her again, making her body jerk and vibrate with his pounding. But she finally got her hand on Pam's chin and said softly, "Listen...let's concentrate on Tom, just Tom. Focus on making him feel good and ignore the rest of your body. It'll be over soon."

Blinking away her tears, Pam finally nodded, then turned to me with a weak smile. "I'll only think of you, baby. I promise!"

I did my best to smile back. I was still quite hard, and soon both Pam and Kelly were now caressing my cock and balls again, each licking up and down my shaft, their tongues touching frequently. Again, if it could've only been the three of us, I would be in heaven. But I couldn't help but notice that Tyrone was on his knees now, aiming his prick at Pam's opening.

Pam's lips slipped off of my cock and she cried out when she felt Tyrone's cock sink deeply into the glorious region between her legs. He gave it a few strokes, exclaiming, "My God, what a fucking wet cunt!" But he was only in her pussy for a few thrusts before he pulled out and adjusted his now cum-lubed cock toward Pam's poor little puckered asshole.

Kelly saw what was about to happen and said, "Concentrate, Pammy. Just relax your body as much as you possibly can and concentrate on what you're doing to Tom. Trust me."

"Okay...."

The scene was surreal. I was getting a double-blowjob for the first time in my life, something that in an of itself would have been a monumental triumph for my manhood. But the girl to my left, while she sucked me, was getting pounded by a big black dude with a monster cock. The girl to my right was getting it right up the ass by another black dude who's cock was itself no small thing.

Although I could hear her whimpering and groaning, Pam was doing well in keeping Kelly's advice, and the two ladies began working in wonderful tandem now, glazing my entire penis and balls with thick warm saliva mixed with copious amounts of pre-cum that bubbled up from my urethra. Darryl was quickening his pace, watching the live porno in front of him. Tyrone had his eyes squeezed shut, barely able to maintain control since he was clearly squeezed very tightly into a previously virgin asshole. He definitely wouldn't last long.

Bobby, for his part, was working on his second erection of the night, stroking madly while keeping that fucking pistol at the ready. At this point in the carnal festivities I don't know who was exactly resisting anymore—certainly not me—but the gun was there and still dangerous nonetheless.

For a few minutes, no actual words were said, but the sounds—and smells—of sex permeated the air. I panned my lustful gaze from my left to my right: Darryl was thrusting deeply into Kelly's vagina, quickening his pace and grunting loudly while she moaned robustly. For her part, Kelly was energetically licking up and down my shaft, occasionally sucking the head of my penis in and out of her O-shaped mouth with a popping sound, all the while one of her hands was massaging my balls. Pam, wincing and grimacing to the butt-fucking she endured from Tyrone, did her best to keep up with Kelly, licking and sucking all available portions of my penis. Tyrone clutched tightly on her ass, sometimes slapping it, making her ass cheeks glow. And watching the whole scene was Bobby, masturbating like a teenager who's just snuck his first Playboy out of his dad's closet.

I felt my balls begin to tingle....

Darryl suddenly blurted, "Tyrone, lemme know...oh, fuck...lemme know when you're ready to pop! Let's blast these bitches in the face!"

"Fuck, man, I'm ready NOW! This ho's ass is just too fucking tight!"

"Do it then! Do it now!"

Both black men pulled out at once, causing the women to groan (disappointedly?) at the sudden vacancies in their respective orifices. Pam began to turn and look at what was coming her way, but Darryl barked another order.

"Keep sucking your white boy, bitch! We'll hose you down right now!"

As if with practiced coordination, the two men suddenly scooted forward, lining up their dark cocks with the heads and faces of the chicks sucking me off. The girls closed their eyes tightly in anticipation but never slowing their tempo. And with a few last pumps on their own cocks, the floodgates opened—and a flood it was! Multiple jets of thick, stinky semen launched from the black cocks and splashed heavily against the sides of the chicks' faces. They got blasted on their cheeks, their eyes, their noses, their hair...and they kept sucking as the jizm oozed and mingled down their lips and chins, coating my own stiff cock. I grimaced with mild disgust at the fact that the combined sperm of two men was coating my cock, but the furious fellatio of the two women easily replaced revulsion with relish.

After a couple more pumps, and their last squirts of semen, the two dudes collapsed to the floor, each sighing and laughing at their pleasurable relief.

And now it was my turn.

"Ladies...ladies!" I moaned loudly, trying to give them a warning. Ha! As if getting another face full of cum was going to matter at this stage! But the next series of events that happened—aside from my pending orgasm—was nothing short of remarkable, and it would forever cement my love and respect for both of these beautiful women.

Feeling the head of my cock begin to expand in her mouth, signaling my imminent orgasm, Kelly suddenly took her mouth off me and gasped at Pam, "Pump him! Pump furiously, Pammy! Make him cum hard!"

Pam blinked and squinted through the cum that glazed her face. "I'm trying!"

Kelly then turned to Bobby. "You ready to cum, too, big boy?"

Bobby's fist was a blur on his cock. He had been trying to time his orgasm to match the others, but it was taking him longer. The gun wavered in his other hand. He said, "Soon, goddammit, soon!"

Kelly smiled at him and gave him her most seductive look—which was quite easy to do with sperm dripping down her face. "I've got something that'll help you. Kneel down here, close to me and Pam...watch closely what we do to our man."

Bobby glanced at Darryl and Tyrone. They were both laying back on the floor, their eyes closed, breathing hard. He then shrugged and dropped to his knees, still gripping the gun in one hand, his cock in the other.

"Close," Kelly said. "Get in nice and close. Watch us suck this boy off at point-blank range. Then I'll suck you off myself, I promise!"

Bobby grinned and leaned in very close, his face now level with my balls, and he watched with wild abandon as the two girls clasped each other's hands around my glistening, throbbing cock.

Kelly turned to me. "Cum for me now, Tommy...make me proud with the jets that will squirt out of you! I need a lot of pressure, baby!"

"Yes!" I shouted. "Yes! Oh, fuck yes, here I cum!"

In that very next instant, as I felt my balls contract, Kelly quickly angled my shaft downward so that the head of my cock aimed directly at Bobby's face, and to his sudden and shocked surprise—mine too—my first thick ribbon of spunk launched nearly a foot straight out and splashed directly into Bobby's open mouth.