An Afternoon to Remember

“I need to thank you again for inviting me to Lunch,” Renate said as she sat in the front seat of the sports car, “it was fantastic.”

“Well, I am glad you enjoyed it,” Hanny said in reply, “it gives us both the chance to dress up and show off, doesn’t it?”

Renate laughed and nodded as the wind blew through her long grey-blonde hair. She was wearing a tight black sweater with long sleeves, and form fitting pink leather pants, a pair of tight black suede thigh high boots with a three-inch heel over her legs. “Oh yes I do love it when the men look at us and don’t know what to say.”

“I think they wanted to do something over than say a thing,” Renate said in reply as she turned the corner. Both women were older, Hanny with long black hair which fell over the shoulders of her black leather jacket. The jacket was zipped tight over a tight black dress that barely covered her crotch, black hose and knee length black fabric boots with a stiletto heel and a fringe round the top of the ankle completing her outfit. She was wearing large black glasses and did not have a care in the world.

“That’s us a couple of cougars on the prowl,” Renate said as her friend turned through the gates of her home, hearing them close behind her. “So that man of yours?”

“Away until tomorrow morning some champagne?”

“Sounds good to me,” Renate said as the car came to a stop, and they both got out. The heels of their boots clicked on the marble slabs as they walked to the porticoed front door, Hanny fishing keys out of her handbag and unlocking the door as she did so.

It was only as they walked in, and she closed the door that something struck her as wrong it sounded as if someone else was in the house.

“What’s wrong,” Renate asked quietly. Hanny shook her head and said “it’s nothing” as she walked towards the kitchen. “Go in and sit down.”

“Don’t be long,” Renate said as she went in the opposite direction, and entered the front room only to stare before a strong but odorous hand was pressed over her mouth and she was pulled backwards

Hanny walked into the kitchen and then walked to the door that led to the rear of the house. She put her hand on the handle and tried to open the door - but it was still locked.

“My imagination is getting away with me,” she said as she turned and then screamed as she saw a bald-headed man behind her. He must have been in his eighties, and he was overweight but there was a look in his eyes as he stared at Hanny.

She slowly backed away and then a dirty hand was clamped over her mouth as the man came forward and groped her chest. She struggled and tried to call out, btu her voice was muffled.

“We’ve got a ripe one here Ernie.”

“Sure looks like it Bert,” a second voice said from behind Hanny, “do you think she has a friend?”

“If she does, Tom and Dick will have her you ready for some fun, lady?”

“Htthhllhruh hwddhduhghthnhr?”

“Patio doors love -you should not have left them unlocked,” Bert said as he leered at Hanny, your loss, our fun.”

“Whydhhuhmhhhn,”

“I mean,” Bert said as Hanny saw the kitchen knife he had in his hands, “you shut the fuck up, all right? Still go that zip tie Ernie?”

“Sure have Bert.”

“Get her wrists together.”

Hanny gasped as the hand was taken away, and her arms were pulled behind her back, before she said “whatever it is you think you are going to do “

“You are going to let us do,” Bert said as he squeezed Hanny’s chest hard again, and she felt the thin plastic strip, heard the sound of the zip tie as her wrists were forced together. He then took her by the arm and frog marched her into the front room.

“HANNY!”

“OH god,” Hanny said as she saw Renate on the floor, her hands behind her back and two more elderly men, wearing open necked shirts that needed a wash. She was forced to kneel next to Renate as she felt another zip tie forcing her ankles together, and then Bert knelt behind her as she felt his hands compressing her breasts again.

“You dirty fuc “

“Language,” Ernie said as he stood in front of her. “That mouth has said quite enough, so we need to shut you up.”

“You wouldn’t dare “

The slap on her face took her by surprise as the dirty hands continued to compress and knead her breasts, and she could feel her body responding and then she saw that Renate was being assaulted on her breasts as well, before Ernie stood in front of her, and one of the other men stood in front of Renate. The two women looked at each other as they felt their breasts firming up and then saw the bulges in the pants in front of them.

“Oh god no “

“You really think you have a choice in this either of you?”

“But “

Ernie held her chin with one hand as he lowered the zip on his pants the smell of urine and sweat almost overpowering her before she saw the organ that sprang free from the constraints it was huge, and looked older than Ernie was

“No “

“Yes.” Ernie thrust his crotch into Hanny’s face, rubbing against her lips as she was forced to kiss his cock and she could hear Renate moaning as the same thing was done to her by the one called Tom. She then had her hair pulled back, and was forced to open he routh, as Ernie’s organ was pushed into it. It tasted of salt, dirt and sweat, but it started to pulse as he held her head against it.

She wanted to retch, but his grip was too strong, his fingers gripping her hair as she was forced to bob her head to and fro. She knew what he was doing, knew what was happening as his organ started to engorge and fill her mouth, but she had no choice in the matter, no choice at all

“Phlshshshtp.” She heard Renate trying to talk and looked to the side, her friends red lips over Tom’s cock as he moved her head to and fro, She felt the pulsing on her own tongue, and closed her eyes, praying this was all that she would be forced to do as it grew larger, the tip touching the back of her throat as she was forced to continue moving her head to and fro and bringing him on.

She could taste the saltiness now as a little trickle came out, but she also heard Renat moan as she was forced to blow off Tom, the old man closing her eyes and groaning as Harry squeezed Renate’s chest, and Bert squeezed hers. Her breasts were firm, responsive, and she was surprised at how she was feeling now

Ernie’s cock was pressing down her tongue now as she felt the throbbing becoming a pulsing, and she steeled herself for what might be about to

“HMGGGHHHDDD!”

She was taken by surprise at how fast, strong and hot the flow was that hit the back of her throat, and how long he kept going for. She had to swallow she had no choice but she tried to remain calm, tried to retain her composure as she heard Renate crying beside her.

“Hllssshshtphths .”

“Keep swallowing lady “

Eventually, Ernie released his grip on her head, and she pulled her head back, coughing and retching before a rolled up dirty rag was pulled between her lips, forcing back the corners of her mouth as it was tied round her head. Bert then reached round and unzipped her jacket, pulling it down her arms and groping her chest as Harry lifted Renate’s top up over her head and down her back, the material hanging from her bound wrists, the grey-white cloth tied round her head.

Hanny then felt the hands opening her dress, pulling it down her arms as she felt the cool air on her chest. Glancing down, she could see the shape of her nipples under the cups of her bra and then the rope as it was passed round her and pulled tight under her chest.

She looked over at Renate, who had not been wearing a bra, her chest framed by the two bands of rope that were been tied tightly round her arms and body, forcing them to be more prominent, and glancing down she saw how her own breasts looked firmer, larger

She felt the ropes being secured behind her back, before she was forced to turn and shuffle over to the couch. As her head was pushed into the cushion, she felt the zip tie round her wrists loosen and fall away only for her jacket to be pulled off, and then she felt the rope forcing her wrists together as well. She knew this was happening to Renate as well, as she looked over, the ropes pressing into her friend’s arms as she returned the glance.

That was when the groping of her chest started again, Bert sinking his fingers into the flesh of her breasts and then he pulled up the cups of her bra and she felt him pinching her nipples.

“Hshwwhhtlhrd,” she mumbled as Harry then pulled Renate’s skintight pants down, and then the thong she was wearing as she herself felt Bert push her head down onto the cushion, and her skirt been lifted up, her panties being pulled down as her ankles were released, her legs pushed apart.

“Hghhddnnhnhthth,” she screamed into the cushion as she felt the older man pressing against her, rubbing up and down as she sensed how excited he was getting, and she closed her eyes, trying to lose herself somewhere as she heard the pants being lowered.

“NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!”

Renate’s screams made her open her eyes and look over to see Harry pushing into her friend from behind, grinning as his fat body forced hers against the couch and then her eyes opened wide as she felt Ernie enter her from behind as well, the pain and the ecstasy flowing through her as he thrust forward and she let out a muffled scream. It was bad enough before, but now she was truly feeling violated as she felt hm enlarge and expand in there, each thrust making her body respond on that base animal level she had no control over

Her body was covered in sweat now as she felt a fire smouldering inside her. This was wrong, so wrong she was being raped, had been forced to give a blow job, what could possibly happen next?

She had to ask, was her next thought as she heard Bert laughing, and saying “go on Ernie, give it good” before she was pushed even harder against the couch, her stomach rubbing on the edge now as he grew larger, and she felt the throbbing. The pulsing.

And then she opened her eyes as he came inside her, and her whole body started to shake in response

He wasn’t gentle when he pulled out either, Hanny slowly opening her eyes and looking at Renate who was crying, fluid slowly trickling down from her rear. She could see Harry pulling his pants up, and was aware of Ernie doing the same, before she saw Tom walk behind her, removing the belt from his trousers ad Bert did the same behind Renate.

She felt his rough hand as he caressed her bottom -and the sting of the leather as it was brought down on her bottom. He then caressed her bottom again as the pain began to subside before he used the belt on her again.

“Whhhruhdhnnths,” she sobbed as the pain increased with each stroke of the belt, and then the easing with each caress of the hand.

“Because we can,” she heard Tom say before the belt was brought down again, and she looked at Renate. He friend was looking at her, a strange glazed look in her eyes as she moaned softly and seemed to smile over the gag.

“Rhhehhtht?”

“Hmmmshhslrht,” Renate moaned as her body started to shake and Hanny realized there was something else happening with her as well, as her body started to burn inside, and she heard herself moaning as well, each stroke now making her burn more fiercely as she felt the dampness between her legs. She raised her head and moaned out as her own body started to shake, and she seemed to separate from her body, watching from above as the pleasure took over

She was dimly aware of someone removing her boots and pulling her hose and panties off, and then her legs being bent as she wondered what had just happened. Opening her eyes, she saw that Harry had bent her legs and lashed her ankle to her thigh with rope, then spread her legs apart as he knelt down, and licked up between her legs, touching her sex as she started to shake uncontrollably.

“Phlhhsss “

“Oh, I will,” he said quietly as he inserted a finger into her passage, probing past the petals of her sex and then stroking inside her as Hanny closed her eyes and bucked. She knew what was going to come, but could not stop it, the now soaking wet cloth in her mouth and between her lips silencing her as she ground against his hand.

It didn’t even bother her anymore that he was so old, so overweight in her mind, he was going to fuck her, and she wanted that as she groaned again. Opening her eyes and look over, she saw that Renate was now as naked as her, her legs frog tied as Ernie worked his hand between her legs as well.

Renate slowly turned her head and looked at her friend as she said “hlhhffhuh.” That confused Hanny, but the that was not her main concern. What was was the fact she had been made to lie on the floor the ropes rubbing on her body as Harry grinned and let his pants drop to the floor, before he sucked on her nipples and then entered her. She gripped him as he did so, feeling him move in her as he continued to bite on her chest, and then ground with her, thrusting back and forth as she instinctively raised her hips in time with him.

She ground against his body, her body burning with desire now, drenched in sweat as she felt the fire inside her. She was lost now, unable to control herself as she gripped him, heard Renate’s moans and seeing her doing the same, not even wanting it to be over now, just wanting to feel that cock inside her give what it had to give

And when it came, she screamed out and her whole body shook in response, losing itself in the sensation of total satisfaction in spite of everything

Hanny slumped to the ground, dimly aware of her legs being forced together and the rope now making them rub together as she slowly turned her head and looked at Renate. She knew she must look the same sweat glistening on her body, the smell of the men still permeating her nose even as she chewed on the wet cloth, her glasses now to the side, her hair matted.

“Whhtthewehghgthdh,” she mumbled as they heard the four men finally leave them alone, laughing and talking as they did so. Renate said nothing, but pushed herself over and placed her head on nanny’s shoulder, the tears finally coming for both of them as they wondered how they were going to get free

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