"I love you so much, Katie," Steve cooed on the first morning of their honeymoon. Propped up on one arm he looked down at his lovely bride stretched out before him. Unblemished and radiant, her long flowing raven black hair outlined an angelic face with full pouty lips and bright sparkling hazel eyes. His eyes traveled further down the length of her body. Katie's 36D breasts were amazing, so abundant and full, yet firm and youthful to the touch. Her stomach was taut and muscular from the rigorous workout routine that she maintained and insisted would continue throughout their marriage. A very slim 24-inch waistline made her 35-inch hips look shapelier than they otherwise would. His eyes finally made there way along her slender legs completing the entire length of her 5ft body.
"I love you too, Honey," Katie replied, a mixed feeling of warmth and pleasure filling her up as she repeated her new name over and over again in her head, "Katie Edwards...Katie Edwards..." Feeding him the last bits of their breakfast, she looked up adoringly at the man she had said "I do" to, only just a few days before. "Let's get changed and head down to the pool shall we? I have a belated birthday surprise for you," quipped the young bride as she climbed out of bed, placing the empty plate back on the food trolley.
Katie and Steve Edwards were married on George's 22nd birthday. They dated and were committed to each other all through college and had decided to remain virgins until their wedding day. Both had been looking forward to the day they would lose their virginity to one another after four years of abstaining from proceeding beyond just heavy petting.
Steve had been very embarrassed three months prior to their wedding when he had orgasm in his pants during one particular petting session. "Oh my!" he remembered Katie inquiring, "What's that?" Fumbling through an excuse, Steve got her back to the dorm as quickly as he could. Katie had been getting eager as well, wondering what the stiff penis in his pants, she always felt pressed up against her stomach, was going to look like. She enjoyed getting to know it on their wedding night and the fact that losing her virginity hadn't hurt as much as her roommate had told her it was going to. Steve's penis reminded her of the hotdogs she bought at the grocery store, although they came eight to a pack. She guessed it was four or five inches long, skinny and felt embarrassed thinking how it would fit nicely in a hotdog bun.
Having arrived the night before at the tropical Florida resort for their month-long honeymoon, the young couple was determined to have as much fun as possible before their working life began. Eager to soak up all the sunshine her body could handle, Katie hurriedly retrieved a sealed package from her luggage before popping into the bathroom to change and freshen up.
Meanwhile, Steve continued lazing in bed, reminiscing about the amazing sex they had been having for the past few nights since becoming man and wife. Still marvelling at how tight his wife felt when he tried to penetrate her, Steve hoped, with more practice over the duration of their honeymoon, he would get used to it because he was orgasming so quickly after entering her.
Steve's penis started to stiffen as his thoughts continue to linger over his wife's sexy body. Looking up as Katie exited the bathroom, Steve was mesmerized by the sight of his wife sporting a tiny white string bikini she had bought a few months back. The top barely covered her large aureoles and the outsides of her breasts were bulging out of the tiny triangles. Despite having meticulously trimmed her pubic hair to prevent any from poking out all around the even smaller triangle that covered her snatch, one could still make out the narrow black strip just above Katie's slit through the skimpy fabric. "Surprise! What do you think? Do you like it?" Katie quizzed as she did a twirl around the room, revealing the fact her bikini thong left both ass cheeks hanging out firmly on each side of the bunched up material.
Having whiled away the morning with breakfast in bed, the young bride was anxious to hit the pool. "Come on Honey! Let's make a move. I wanna get a good tanning spot before it gets too crowded," Katie pleaded longingly as she tried to pull Steve out of bed. Embarrassed for having a raging erection, Steve struggled to conceal his hard-on under the rumpled bed sheets. "Why don't you go ahead first Honey? I'll join you in a minute. Just gonna laze in bed for a while more," Steve replied to buy some time for his erection to go down.
"Okay Honey! I shall see you later then. Don't be long now!" Katie chirped, planting a big kiss on her husband's forehead. Wrapping a bathrobe around her scantily clad body, Katie headed out the door with her sunglasses and suntan lotion in tow. Relieved that his wife had finally left the room, Steve headed straight to the bathroom for a cold shower to douse the stirring fire in his groin.
Casually throwing on a T-shirt and a pair of board shorts, he then proceeded to the pool area to join Katie. It didn't take long for Steve to spot his new bride happily basking in the morning sun. Lying face-down on a pool chair with her bikini straps undone, Katie was blissfully soaking up the sunshine, seemingly oblivious to the lecherous glances that passing men were casting at her uncovered back and butt cheeks. A strange sense of pride welled-up inside Steve as he looked on, while his prized wife continued to garner more male attention. "Let them look. What harm could it do?" he thought to himself. Knowing that Katie has a certain fondness for teasing, Steve decided to indulge his wife a little. With that, he headed towards the poolside bar for a beer, picking a seat with a good vantage point to the pool so that he can catch his teasing wife in action.
When his beer arrived, Steve noticed that his wife had gotten off her chair and was now casually strutting towards the pool, turning every man's head as she walked past. Katie slowly entered the pool from the shallow end and swam the length of the pool underwater until she reached the ladder in the deep end. Pulling herself out by the ladder, Katie gave her husband a naughty wink and began walking towards him.
As she kept her eyes trained on Steve, Katie was enjoying the extra male attention her body was attracting whilst she approached the bar. Having bought the white bikini she was wearing with the knowledge that it went almost see through when it was wet, Katie was pleased that it had fitted into her teasing plans perfectly. As the air brushed across her wet skin, Katie's nipples protruded out stiffly and even the little bumps covering her aureoles were visible. In addition, the clinging wet suit provided an unobstructed view of her pussy, clearly outlining the thin strip of her neatly trimmed bush, which she knew was a big turn on for Steve.
"Hi Honey! What took you so long?" Katie inquired as she gently pecked her husband on the cheek. Hugging his wife close to him, Steve softly whispered into Katie's ears. "I arrived a while ago. Just that I didn't wanna spoil your little teasing act. If you know what I mean?" Pulling away from her husband, Katie gave Steve a playful punch for embarrassing her with his cheeky answer before ordering herself a drink.
Keen to get more tanning done, Katie finished her drink in short order and paraded back towards her pool chair. All this while, Steve could see the bar waiter eyeing his bride from head to toe. He was a short heavyset black man. Not fat, but rather stocky. "Damned nice, huh?" Steve said to the man. The waiter's eyes were focused on the curves of Katie's bare ass as she strutted away, her thong rising deep into the crevice of her buttocks. "Man...she's got it comin' and goin'!" he blurted out unable to control himself.
Steve was so proud to even be seen in Katie's company that he let his mouth get ahead of his better judgment. "I'll bet you sure would like to get hold of something like that wouldn't you?" He smiled at Steve's comment, but didn't answer and started away. "Too bad. Never in a million years, pal." Steve muttered loud enough for him to hear. The waiter stopped and looked back, his hooded eyes glaring at Steve. He gave the cocky husband nasty grin and continued on his way. Not giving it too much thought, Steve simply brushed off the incident and went back to enjoying his beer.
The first thing that the couple noticed amiss was when a few pairs of Katie's panties went missing. They were little tiny thongs that she had bought especially for their honeymoon. The newly-weds reported it to management, but the manager didn't seem too concerned. Assuring them that he would personally look into it, he told Steve to have his wife replace them at the hotel shop and that the hotel would pay for them. The next thing was the substance found on the steering wheel of the car they rented. It looked like cum to Steve, but he cleaned it off and forgot about it. Later when the honeymooners got back from a shopping trip, Katie was about to head for the pool again when she found that the crotch of her bikini thong was wet. Laughing it off as one of her husband's pranks, Katie slipped the soaking thong on, assuming that Steve must have wetted it to achieve the same see-through effect it had on her first day at the pool.
On day four of their honeymoon, all hell broke loose when Katie disappeared. She was still getting ready to go out that night. Steve became impatient and told her he would meet her at the bar. Katie laughed and told him to go on and that she would be down in less than fifteen minutes. Over half an hour and two drinks later, Steve went back to the room to look for his wife but the room was empty. Steve checked the lounge at the restaurant, thinking Katie had misheard him earlier, but she wasn't there either. Steve was starting to get really worried by that time, checking back again at the bar, but still no sign of Katie. After an hour of frantic searching, Steve went back to their room to call the police and saw the message light blinking.
"Hey, dick-wad," the voice mail said.
"You want to see your pretty little wife again you better not call the law." It was a man's voice that Steve didn't recognize.
"You keep your ass in your room and I'll call you at ten o'clock. No cops asshole or she's dead meat."
The anxious husband didn't know what to do. Logic dictated that he call the police, but fear for Katie's safety kept him from doing so. Steve was a sorry wreck by the time ten o'clock finally came around. Grabbing the phone before it stopped ringing, Steve heard his wife on the other end.
"Steve?" Katie's voice asked.
"Katie, honey, where are you? Are you all right?" Steve could hear a high-pitched moaning sound.
"Talk to me Katie!"
"Steve," her strained voice said. She sounded breathless like she had been running.
"Steve...they...they...Ohhh, Steve!"
"Katie what's wrong?"
"They ***** me," she said making the words all run together.
"They are ****** me, Steve. Right now!"
"Katie where are you?" I shouted into the phone. Her moaning became louder then faded and a man's voice came on the line.
"Hey, Stevey Boy," the voice said.
"This is sure nice pussy. We done fucked her three or four times and the night is still young. You want to keep her alive, Stevey Boy?"
"Of course I do!" I snapped. "What do you want?"
"Hell Stevey Boy, I got what I want. We got some nice tight white pussy to stick our hard black cocks in. You can have her back when we get through with her cunt. One phone call to the cops and you'll get her back, but she'll not be any good to you. Dead, Stevey Boy. You understand?"
"Yeah, I understand! Just don't hurt her!" Steve yelled. "I'll do what you say."
"Good for you, Stevey Boy," the voice said. "You stay cool and we'll be in touch." The line went dead. Steve didn't make it all the way to the bathroom before he started throwing up.
The second call came just before midnight.
"You doin' all right, Stevey Boy?" the voice said. "Your bitch wants to talk to you. She has a lot to tell you, Stevey Boy."
"Steve?" Katie's shaky voice said.
"I'm here, baby," Steve said.
"Are you all right?" the young husband could hear a man's voice in the background.
"Tell him what I said to tell him," the voice said. "Just the way I told you to."
"I've been ***** over and..." Steve heard the smack of flesh on flesh and heard Katie cry out.
"They fucked me, Steve," Katie said with a sob. "They've been fucking me almost continuously since they grabbed me."
Steve heard the low male voice say something he couldn't understand.
"I've had a lot of...long black cock in my...pussy. I've sucked their black cocks and they shot-off in my mouth."
There were some more low murmurs in the background.
"I love it when they come in my mouth. I swallow every drop...I'm on my hands and knees right now and one of them is about to..."
There was a sharp intake of breath. "He's in me, Steve. Oh God! He's fucking me! I love his big black cock in my white pussy. He's so hard and he's in me so deep."
There was a long pause and Steve could hear the sounds of sex. It was faint, but he could still hear the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the slurping sounds of a cock in a pussy.
"You still there Stevey Boy?" the man asked.
"She's really getting into this fuck-a-thon. The bitch told me how much she liked my big black cock in her little white cunt. Hey, Stevey Boy, don't you just love them big long tittie nipples? Don't she squeal when you bite down hard on them? You hang in there Stevey. We got a lot more fucking to do. We'll talk again in the morning."
He hung up and the last sound Steve heard was Katie's loud moaning. He drifted off to sleep after getting some help from the mini bar and the ringing of the phone woke him up the next morning.
"Good morning Stevey Boy. You goin' lay in bed all day?" the hated voice said when Steve finally managed to get the phone to his ear.
"Open your door. There's something waiting for you. We'll talk later."
Steve ran to the door and threw it open. He had hoped it would be his young bride waiting for him but it wasn't. It was the first of the videotapes showing poor Katie being tormented by five big black guys. One was fucking her cunt while the other was fucking her mouth by force. Steve could see eight inches of thick, black cock sticking out of his wife's pussy. Her pussy lips had been forced open by the size of the cock and her thighs were quivering. She was being brutally face-fucked and was choking while the remaining three black guys standing around started taking off their clothes.
Steve couldn't believe the size of their cocks. The one in Katie had about four inches left to go. Even though Steve didn't know how long it was but the young husband could tell the black guy was going all the way even if it killed his young bride. The black guy fucking her mouth came and pulled out before being replaced by another. This guy was rough as he slammed twelve inches of black meat all the way down Katie's throat. She was choking and fighting but it was no use as he held onto her long black hair and put it to her in a mean way. The black guy fucking her cunt was now all the way in as his balls were slapping her ass. Her cunt was stretched further than it had ever been. He violently shoved his cock in and out of her vagina, then grunted and sprayed Katie's womb with his cum. When he pulled out, Steve could see the length of his cock being a good twelve inches.
The young bride laid there choking on the cock in her mouth before the guy came too and she was made to drink all his cum. As he pulled out and walked away to reveal Katie's gaping pussy, Steve looked on in shock and disgust. His wife's once tight slit was now the size of a 25-cent piece with cum pouring out of her yawning hole. It no longer fit her tiny body. All of a sudden Katie's eyes got real big and Steve could tell she was in great fear. A big black came into view and stood there with his back to the camera. He said, "See this baby, you get all of it to the balls."
He turned and Steve saw his cock, it didn't look real. It was half hard, it was twelve inches, and the size of a beer can. The black put oil on his big cock and began to stroke it. He grabbed Katie's hair and tried to fuck her mouth but only the head would go in. He was now fully hard, around sixteen to seventeen inches and even thicker than before. Even the twelve-inch cock Katie just had didn't get her ready for this. So one of the other blacks with a bigger cock than the last was going to fuck her first. He slammed thirteen inches into her all in one stroke as the young wife humped and bucked before cumming on the thick black shaft. He continued to fuck her while she choked on another six inches of big cock, which just wouldn't go down her throat. The black pumping her sloppy cunt shot a big load into her cunt and pulled out.
Seeing that her pussy has been loosened up, the other big black pulled out of Katie's mouth and came around to her cunt, looked at it for a second and without warning slammed two inches into her fuck hole. She screamed and kicked and as she did in went another two or three inches. She had about six inches in and was overflowing with cum. With a foot of cock left to go the black guy went to town with no mercy. Steve could not believe how much of his cock was left outside his young wife's cunt. He began to fuck her hard with her pleading for him to stop. He called her a slut and said that when he gets through with her, the only thing she will want to fuck is his cock. With that he slammed in and out of Katie for a good half an hour more and came. He pulled out of her and Steve could see her cunt. It was big and wet from the other fuckings she had had, and her hole was now open and gaping. The outside of her pussy was red and did not fit her body at all. Katie had literally been tore apart.
As the violated wife lay there recovering from the ordeal, in walked another black guy with a dick of fourteen inches but not as big around. Positioning himself at Katie's sloppy snatch, he shoved all but two inches of his black pole in her causing the young bride to scream and pass out. He fucked the unconscious wife for another twenty minutes before dumping his load inside her sopping cunt. They took her out of view of the camera and that was it.
At one point it appeared that Katie was drugged. Her eyes looked glassy and she didn't offer any resistance from the middle of the tape on to the end. Maybe it was wishful thinking on Steve's part. None of the men tried to hide his face. In fact they made silly faces at the camera while they ***** the poor bride.
Steve recognized the waiter from the day he smarted off to him. He hurried off to look for him while the tape was rewinding. Steve looked all around the bar and pool area but didn't spot him. About three o'clock in the afternoon, the phone rang again.
"Stevey Boy, my man!" he said cheerfully. "I hear you was looking for me. Now what the hell did you plan to do if you had found me? You better get it together, Stevey Boy. How did you like our little tape recording? Your wife and my bitch sure loves to fuck don't she? Damn fine piece of ass. She told me that she had never been ass fucked until last night. You forget about that tight hole?" "Look, whoever you are," Steve said gritting his teeth. "I want my wife back or I'll take the tape, with your face clearly visible, to the cops. They'll bury your ass under the jail."
"Oh bullshit, Stevey Boy!" he said laughing loudly. "Two weeks ago I was somewhere else. I can be somewhere a long ways from here in a matter of a few hours. You fuckin' better hope I don't feel the need to leave this place. You know what I mean? "
"Why are you doing this?" Steve queried fully understanding his meaning loud and clear.
"You gave me a challenge, Stevey Boy," he said chuckling. "I do love a challenge, and I loved the way Katie squealed the first time I shoved my cock in her. You be sure and ask her how many times she got off while me and my buddy fucked her. That bitch is a coming machine. Oh, by the way Stevey Boy. I'm having a few friends over later to sample our whore. I'll send you a tape of that. I got to go. My white slut come dump, I mean your wife, will be waking up soon and she'll be wanting some more black cock. Later, Stevey Boy."
Steve's stomach rolled and for a moment he thought he was going to be sick again. He had never felt so helpless or so confused as what to do. Steve had managed to learn the waiter's name while he was asking for him. Reggie Thomas was the name he was using, but Steve doubted it was even his real name. Steve tossed from one extreme to the other. Call the cops or not call them. One thing he knew for sure. Katie was alive and not very badly hurt. If he called the law, Steve felt that Reggie would follow through on his promise to kill Katie. He had to keep her alive at all costs. After they became engaged, Steve had often wondered what would happen if Katie's teasing ever got out of hand.
The following morning, there were no phone calls all that day. By dark, Steve was an emotional wreck. It was nearly midnight when he heard a knock at the door. It was tape two.
End of Part One.
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"I love you too, Honey," Katie replied, a mixed feeling of warmth and pleasure filling her up as she repeated her new name over and over again in her head, "Katie Edwards...Katie Edwards..." Feeding him the last bits of their breakfast, she looked up adoringly at the man she had said "I do" to, only just a few days before. "Let's get changed and head down to the pool shall we? I have a belated birthday surprise for you," quipped the young bride as she climbed out of bed, placing the empty plate back on the food trolley.
Katie and Steve Edwards were married on George's 22nd birthday. They dated and were committed to each other all through college and had decided to remain virgins until their wedding day. Both had been looking forward to the day they would lose their virginity to one another after four years of abstaining from proceeding beyond just heavy petting.
Steve had been very embarrassed three months prior to their wedding when he had orgasm in his pants during one particular petting session. "Oh my!" he remembered Katie inquiring, "What's that?" Fumbling through an excuse, Steve got her back to the dorm as quickly as he could. Katie had been getting eager as well, wondering what the stiff penis in his pants, she always felt pressed up against her stomach, was going to look like. She enjoyed getting to know it on their wedding night and the fact that losing her virginity hadn't hurt as much as her roommate had told her it was going to. Steve's penis reminded her of the hotdogs she bought at the grocery store, although they came eight to a pack. She guessed it was four or five inches long, skinny and felt embarrassed thinking how it would fit nicely in a hotdog bun.
Having arrived the night before at the tropical Florida resort for their month-long honeymoon, the young couple was determined to have as much fun as possible before their working life began. Eager to soak up all the sunshine her body could handle, Katie hurriedly retrieved a sealed package from her luggage before popping into the bathroom to change and freshen up.
Meanwhile, Steve continued lazing in bed, reminiscing about the amazing sex they had been having for the past few nights since becoming man and wife. Still marvelling at how tight his wife felt when he tried to penetrate her, Steve hoped, with more practice over the duration of their honeymoon, he would get used to it because he was orgasming so quickly after entering her.
Steve's penis started to stiffen as his thoughts continue to linger over his wife's sexy body. Looking up as Katie exited the bathroom, Steve was mesmerized by the sight of his wife sporting a tiny white string bikini she had bought a few months back. The top barely covered her large aureoles and the outsides of her breasts were bulging out of the tiny triangles. Despite having meticulously trimmed her pubic hair to prevent any from poking out all around the even smaller triangle that covered her snatch, one could still make out the narrow black strip just above Katie's slit through the skimpy fabric. "Surprise! What do you think? Do you like it?" Katie quizzed as she did a twirl around the room, revealing the fact her bikini thong left both ass cheeks hanging out firmly on each side of the bunched up material.
Having whiled away the morning with breakfast in bed, the young bride was anxious to hit the pool. "Come on Honey! Let's make a move. I wanna get a good tanning spot before it gets too crowded," Katie pleaded longingly as she tried to pull Steve out of bed. Embarrassed for having a raging erection, Steve struggled to conceal his hard-on under the rumpled bed sheets. "Why don't you go ahead first Honey? I'll join you in a minute. Just gonna laze in bed for a while more," Steve replied to buy some time for his erection to go down.
"Okay Honey! I shall see you later then. Don't be long now!" Katie chirped, planting a big kiss on her husband's forehead. Wrapping a bathrobe around her scantily clad body, Katie headed out the door with her sunglasses and suntan lotion in tow. Relieved that his wife had finally left the room, Steve headed straight to the bathroom for a cold shower to douse the stirring fire in his groin.
Casually throwing on a T-shirt and a pair of board shorts, he then proceeded to the pool area to join Katie. It didn't take long for Steve to spot his new bride happily basking in the morning sun. Lying face-down on a pool chair with her bikini straps undone, Katie was blissfully soaking up the sunshine, seemingly oblivious to the lecherous glances that passing men were casting at her uncovered back and butt cheeks. A strange sense of pride welled-up inside Steve as he looked on, while his prized wife continued to garner more male attention. "Let them look. What harm could it do?" he thought to himself. Knowing that Katie has a certain fondness for teasing, Steve decided to indulge his wife a little. With that, he headed towards the poolside bar for a beer, picking a seat with a good vantage point to the pool so that he can catch his teasing wife in action.
When his beer arrived, Steve noticed that his wife had gotten off her chair and was now casually strutting towards the pool, turning every man's head as she walked past. Katie slowly entered the pool from the shallow end and swam the length of the pool underwater until she reached the ladder in the deep end. Pulling herself out by the ladder, Katie gave her husband a naughty wink and began walking towards him.
As she kept her eyes trained on Steve, Katie was enjoying the extra male attention her body was attracting whilst she approached the bar. Having bought the white bikini she was wearing with the knowledge that it went almost see through when it was wet, Katie was pleased that it had fitted into her teasing plans perfectly. As the air brushed across her wet skin, Katie's nipples protruded out stiffly and even the little bumps covering her aureoles were visible. In addition, the clinging wet suit provided an unobstructed view of her pussy, clearly outlining the thin strip of her neatly trimmed bush, which she knew was a big turn on for Steve.
"Hi Honey! What took you so long?" Katie inquired as she gently pecked her husband on the cheek. Hugging his wife close to him, Steve softly whispered into Katie's ears. "I arrived a while ago. Just that I didn't wanna spoil your little teasing act. If you know what I mean?" Pulling away from her husband, Katie gave Steve a playful punch for embarrassing her with his cheeky answer before ordering herself a drink.
Keen to get more tanning done, Katie finished her drink in short order and paraded back towards her pool chair. All this while, Steve could see the bar waiter eyeing his bride from head to toe. He was a short heavyset black man. Not fat, but rather stocky. "Damned nice, huh?" Steve said to the man. The waiter's eyes were focused on the curves of Katie's bare ass as she strutted away, her thong rising deep into the crevice of her buttocks. "Man...she's got it comin' and goin'!" he blurted out unable to control himself.
Steve was so proud to even be seen in Katie's company that he let his mouth get ahead of his better judgment. "I'll bet you sure would like to get hold of something like that wouldn't you?" He smiled at Steve's comment, but didn't answer and started away. "Too bad. Never in a million years, pal." Steve muttered loud enough for him to hear. The waiter stopped and looked back, his hooded eyes glaring at Steve. He gave the cocky husband nasty grin and continued on his way. Not giving it too much thought, Steve simply brushed off the incident and went back to enjoying his beer.
The first thing that the couple noticed amiss was when a few pairs of Katie's panties went missing. They were little tiny thongs that she had bought especially for their honeymoon. The newly-weds reported it to management, but the manager didn't seem too concerned. Assuring them that he would personally look into it, he told Steve to have his wife replace them at the hotel shop and that the hotel would pay for them. The next thing was the substance found on the steering wheel of the car they rented. It looked like cum to Steve, but he cleaned it off and forgot about it. Later when the honeymooners got back from a shopping trip, Katie was about to head for the pool again when she found that the crotch of her bikini thong was wet. Laughing it off as one of her husband's pranks, Katie slipped the soaking thong on, assuming that Steve must have wetted it to achieve the same see-through effect it had on her first day at the pool.
On day four of their honeymoon, all hell broke loose when Katie disappeared. She was still getting ready to go out that night. Steve became impatient and told her he would meet her at the bar. Katie laughed and told him to go on and that she would be down in less than fifteen minutes. Over half an hour and two drinks later, Steve went back to the room to look for his wife but the room was empty. Steve checked the lounge at the restaurant, thinking Katie had misheard him earlier, but she wasn't there either. Steve was starting to get really worried by that time, checking back again at the bar, but still no sign of Katie. After an hour of frantic searching, Steve went back to their room to call the police and saw the message light blinking.
"Hey, dick-wad," the voice mail said.
"You want to see your pretty little wife again you better not call the law." It was a man's voice that Steve didn't recognize.
"You keep your ass in your room and I'll call you at ten o'clock. No cops asshole or she's dead meat."
The anxious husband didn't know what to do. Logic dictated that he call the police, but fear for Katie's safety kept him from doing so. Steve was a sorry wreck by the time ten o'clock finally came around. Grabbing the phone before it stopped ringing, Steve heard his wife on the other end.
"Steve?" Katie's voice asked.
"Katie, honey, where are you? Are you all right?" Steve could hear a high-pitched moaning sound.
"Talk to me Katie!"
"Steve," her strained voice said. She sounded breathless like she had been running.
"Steve...they...they...Ohhh, Steve!"
"Katie what's wrong?"
"They ***** me," she said making the words all run together.
"They are ****** me, Steve. Right now!"
"Katie where are you?" I shouted into the phone. Her moaning became louder then faded and a man's voice came on the line.
"Hey, Stevey Boy," the voice said.
"This is sure nice pussy. We done fucked her three or four times and the night is still young. You want to keep her alive, Stevey Boy?"
"Of course I do!" I snapped. "What do you want?"
"Hell Stevey Boy, I got what I want. We got some nice tight white pussy to stick our hard black cocks in. You can have her back when we get through with her cunt. One phone call to the cops and you'll get her back, but she'll not be any good to you. Dead, Stevey Boy. You understand?"
"Yeah, I understand! Just don't hurt her!" Steve yelled. "I'll do what you say."
"Good for you, Stevey Boy," the voice said. "You stay cool and we'll be in touch." The line went dead. Steve didn't make it all the way to the bathroom before he started throwing up.
The second call came just before midnight.
"You doin' all right, Stevey Boy?" the voice said. "Your bitch wants to talk to you. She has a lot to tell you, Stevey Boy."
"Steve?" Katie's shaky voice said.
"I'm here, baby," Steve said.
"Are you all right?" the young husband could hear a man's voice in the background.
"Tell him what I said to tell him," the voice said. "Just the way I told you to."
"I've been ***** over and..." Steve heard the smack of flesh on flesh and heard Katie cry out.
"They fucked me, Steve," Katie said with a sob. "They've been fucking me almost continuously since they grabbed me."
Steve heard the low male voice say something he couldn't understand.
"I've had a lot of...long black cock in my...pussy. I've sucked their black cocks and they shot-off in my mouth."
There were some more low murmurs in the background.
"I love it when they come in my mouth. I swallow every drop...I'm on my hands and knees right now and one of them is about to..."
There was a sharp intake of breath. "He's in me, Steve. Oh God! He's fucking me! I love his big black cock in my white pussy. He's so hard and he's in me so deep."
There was a long pause and Steve could hear the sounds of sex. It was faint, but he could still hear the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the slurping sounds of a cock in a pussy.
"You still there Stevey Boy?" the man asked.
"She's really getting into this fuck-a-thon. The bitch told me how much she liked my big black cock in her little white cunt. Hey, Stevey Boy, don't you just love them big long tittie nipples? Don't she squeal when you bite down hard on them? You hang in there Stevey. We got a lot more fucking to do. We'll talk again in the morning."
He hung up and the last sound Steve heard was Katie's loud moaning. He drifted off to sleep after getting some help from the mini bar and the ringing of the phone woke him up the next morning.
"Good morning Stevey Boy. You goin' lay in bed all day?" the hated voice said when Steve finally managed to get the phone to his ear.
"Open your door. There's something waiting for you. We'll talk later."
Steve ran to the door and threw it open. He had hoped it would be his young bride waiting for him but it wasn't. It was the first of the videotapes showing poor Katie being tormented by five big black guys. One was fucking her cunt while the other was fucking her mouth by force. Steve could see eight inches of thick, black cock sticking out of his wife's pussy. Her pussy lips had been forced open by the size of the cock and her thighs were quivering. She was being brutally face-fucked and was choking while the remaining three black guys standing around started taking off their clothes.
Steve couldn't believe the size of their cocks. The one in Katie had about four inches left to go. Even though Steve didn't know how long it was but the young husband could tell the black guy was going all the way even if it killed his young bride. The black guy fucking her mouth came and pulled out before being replaced by another. This guy was rough as he slammed twelve inches of black meat all the way down Katie's throat. She was choking and fighting but it was no use as he held onto her long black hair and put it to her in a mean way. The black guy fucking her cunt was now all the way in as his balls were slapping her ass. Her cunt was stretched further than it had ever been. He violently shoved his cock in and out of her vagina, then grunted and sprayed Katie's womb with his cum. When he pulled out, Steve could see the length of his cock being a good twelve inches.
The young bride laid there choking on the cock in her mouth before the guy came too and she was made to drink all his cum. As he pulled out and walked away to reveal Katie's gaping pussy, Steve looked on in shock and disgust. His wife's once tight slit was now the size of a 25-cent piece with cum pouring out of her yawning hole. It no longer fit her tiny body. All of a sudden Katie's eyes got real big and Steve could tell she was in great fear. A big black came into view and stood there with his back to the camera. He said, "See this baby, you get all of it to the balls."
He turned and Steve saw his cock, it didn't look real. It was half hard, it was twelve inches, and the size of a beer can. The black put oil on his big cock and began to stroke it. He grabbed Katie's hair and tried to fuck her mouth but only the head would go in. He was now fully hard, around sixteen to seventeen inches and even thicker than before. Even the twelve-inch cock Katie just had didn't get her ready for this. So one of the other blacks with a bigger cock than the last was going to fuck her first. He slammed thirteen inches into her all in one stroke as the young wife humped and bucked before cumming on the thick black shaft. He continued to fuck her while she choked on another six inches of big cock, which just wouldn't go down her throat. The black pumping her sloppy cunt shot a big load into her cunt and pulled out.
Seeing that her pussy has been loosened up, the other big black pulled out of Katie's mouth and came around to her cunt, looked at it for a second and without warning slammed two inches into her fuck hole. She screamed and kicked and as she did in went another two or three inches. She had about six inches in and was overflowing with cum. With a foot of cock left to go the black guy went to town with no mercy. Steve could not believe how much of his cock was left outside his young wife's cunt. He began to fuck her hard with her pleading for him to stop. He called her a slut and said that when he gets through with her, the only thing she will want to fuck is his cock. With that he slammed in and out of Katie for a good half an hour more and came. He pulled out of her and Steve could see her cunt. It was big and wet from the other fuckings she had had, and her hole was now open and gaping. The outside of her pussy was red and did not fit her body at all. Katie had literally been tore apart.
As the violated wife lay there recovering from the ordeal, in walked another black guy with a dick of fourteen inches but not as big around. Positioning himself at Katie's sloppy snatch, he shoved all but two inches of his black pole in her causing the young bride to scream and pass out. He fucked the unconscious wife for another twenty minutes before dumping his load inside her sopping cunt. They took her out of view of the camera and that was it.
At one point it appeared that Katie was drugged. Her eyes looked glassy and she didn't offer any resistance from the middle of the tape on to the end. Maybe it was wishful thinking on Steve's part. None of the men tried to hide his face. In fact they made silly faces at the camera while they ***** the poor bride.
Steve recognized the waiter from the day he smarted off to him. He hurried off to look for him while the tape was rewinding. Steve looked all around the bar and pool area but didn't spot him. About three o'clock in the afternoon, the phone rang again.
"Stevey Boy, my man!" he said cheerfully. "I hear you was looking for me. Now what the hell did you plan to do if you had found me? You better get it together, Stevey Boy. How did you like our little tape recording? Your wife and my bitch sure loves to fuck don't she? Damn fine piece of ass. She told me that she had never been ass fucked until last night. You forget about that tight hole?" "Look, whoever you are," Steve said gritting his teeth. "I want my wife back or I'll take the tape, with your face clearly visible, to the cops. They'll bury your ass under the jail."
"Oh bullshit, Stevey Boy!" he said laughing loudly. "Two weeks ago I was somewhere else. I can be somewhere a long ways from here in a matter of a few hours. You fuckin' better hope I don't feel the need to leave this place. You know what I mean? "
"Why are you doing this?" Steve queried fully understanding his meaning loud and clear.
"You gave me a challenge, Stevey Boy," he said chuckling. "I do love a challenge, and I loved the way Katie squealed the first time I shoved my cock in her. You be sure and ask her how many times she got off while me and my buddy fucked her. That bitch is a coming machine. Oh, by the way Stevey Boy. I'm having a few friends over later to sample our whore. I'll send you a tape of that. I got to go. My white slut come dump, I mean your wife, will be waking up soon and she'll be wanting some more black cock. Later, Stevey Boy."
Steve's stomach rolled and for a moment he thought he was going to be sick again. He had never felt so helpless or so confused as what to do. Steve had managed to learn the waiter's name while he was asking for him. Reggie Thomas was the name he was using, but Steve doubted it was even his real name. Steve tossed from one extreme to the other. Call the cops or not call them. One thing he knew for sure. Katie was alive and not very badly hurt. If he called the law, Steve felt that Reggie would follow through on his promise to kill Katie. He had to keep her alive at all costs. After they became engaged, Steve had often wondered what would happen if Katie's teasing ever got out of hand.
The following morning, there were no phone calls all that day. By dark, Steve was an emotional wreck. It was nearly midnight when he heard a knock at the door. It was tape two.
End of Part One.
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