Gunrunner 2

Sometime later Jeb awoke. His head was throbbing. He tried to rise, and couldn't. After a few seconds of dizziness had passed, Jeb tried to take stock of his situation. Gradually, he realized that he was lying on the kitchen floor. His hands were tied behind him, and as he tugged, he could tell it was some form of rawhide. He struggled with his bonds, but they were tight. There was no way he would be able to break them. He would have to find some way to cut them, and do it with his hands behind him. Slowly, by going to his knees first and waiting for a dizzy spell to pass, Jeb was able to struggle to his feet. 'How long have I been out,' he wondered? Looking around, he saw that the door to the bedroom was partially closed. Becky must be in there, with him! And then he heard the stranger's voice. "Get those damned bloomers off, now!" It was what he had feared. But if the stranger was in the process of telling Becky to undress at this minute, Jeb knew that he must not have been knocked out for very long. Carefully avoiding the one board he knew sometimes creaked and thankful for all the ones that didn't, Jeb crept silently over to the door. Through the doorjamb beside the hinges, Jeb could see the bed, and he almost cried out in anger! Becky was standing with her back to the bed and facing towards the door. She was already stripped naked on top. Jeb caught a quick glimpse of her breasts and then Jeb could only see the top of her head as she bent down. She was lifting each foot so that she could remove her bloomers. While she was still bent down, Billy ordered her again. "Now lay down on the bed right here in front of me, and keep your feet on the floor." As she stood up before backing onto the bed, Jeb had a quick glimpse of his lovely Becky. She was totally naked before the stranger! Her full breasts were heaving, and Jeb could see that her nipples were erect from the sudden exposure to the air and maybe from fright. The stranger was standing off to the side, and Jeb could only see his left arm as he pointed it towards the bed. Becky sat on the bed with her feet towards Jeb and then laid back. Flat on her back, her lovely breasts were standing straight up. Becky tried covering her breasts with her arms. She was keeping her legs clamped together as well but the soft brown curls of her lower half still showed. Jeb heard the sound of boots hitting the floor and knew that Billy must be pulling them off. As he continued to stare, Jeb saw the stranger come more into view. He started removing his trousers and Jeb saw Billy's skinny, naked ass as he bent over and pulled the pants over his ankles. Between his legs, Jeb caught just a glimpse of whitish skin. It was either a dangling penis, or perhaps it was one of his balls, Jeb couldn't be sure. Whatever it was, it was hanging down pretty far. And then he heard Becky speak. She was staring straight up at the ceiling in an effort not to have to look at the stranger as he exposed himself. Her voice was soft, but she sounded scared. "You promise you won't hurt my man?" "I promise. Now you just lie there," Billy said, his voice thickening. "This won't take long, not long at all." It was obvious to Jeb that the stranger was using a threat against her husband as an excuse so that Becky would willingly submit to whatever it would be he commanded her to do. Jeb knew the strangers 'promise' not to hurt him was a lie. When this man left, he would probably kill Jeb so that there would be no pursuit. Billy might even take Becky with him. Jeb's mind flashed on something he had heard. There were stories, rumors perhaps, of a slave trade in which white American women were kidnapped, taken south and sold off as sex slaves to brothels or even as potential wives to eager Mexican ranchers. Younger women, girls actually, commanded higher fees if they could be certified as virgins. Again Jeb almost cried out with anger as he saw the stranger grab Becky's legs with both hands and open them as wide as they would go in their position of dangling over the edge of the bed. Then Billy leaned over so that he could better reach her. Her vaginal area was totally exposed, and Billy ran his hand slowly up the inside of her thigh until he was able to caress her soft brown curls. Jeb could see Becky's face. She was staring into Billy's face now with a look of what might be fear. Then Billy's hand dug into Becky's soft and luscious pubic hair, and Jeb saw Becky quiver when the stranger ran his fingers up through her slit, starting at the bottom. When he reached her hole, he slowly inserted the tip of one finger, and Becky let out a little gasp. "Feels like we need to get you wet. I might be about to fuck you against your will, but no reason why it has to hurt cause you're dry." "Those words wounded Jeb deeply. Becky had never been 'fucked.' As far as Jeb knew, Becky had never even heard that word before. 'I'm about to fuck you against your will.' Billy was going to fuck his wife, know her in a most intimate and possibly brutal manner, and there was nothing he could do to stop it! Jeb renewed his effort to loosen the rawhide. The stranger got down onto his knees in front of her. Jeb could still see Becky's lower half over the stranger's head and he watched Billy using the fingers of both hands to spread Becky's most intimate part. Grasping her by the hairy edges of her vagina, Billy opened Becky as wide as possible, exposing the inner portions of her loveliness. Watching from over Billy's shoulder, Jeb's mouth dropped open at the sight of his own wife and his never before seen view of how her vagina looked after being opened so wide. It was incredible, but Jeb was seeing his wife like this while she was being opened for someone else's viewing pleasure. With his tongue protruding between his lips, unseen to either Jeb or Becky, Billy studied her vagina for a long moment, then allowed her lips to close. He released his grip on her and changed the positioning of his fingers so that he was holding the lips themselves. Almost immediately he pulled them open again, causing Becky to let out a slight gasp. This time he could see her better. "Now that's a small hole, a lot smaller than them whores I'm used to. You've got a right tight pussy, it looks like." He snickered, then added, "Maybe it won't be so tight once I'm through with it." Billy seemed to be fascinated with Becky's charms, and giggled as he repeatedly tugged her open and closed. Without his thinking about it, Jeb's arms had slowed down almost to a stop as his mind went more to the sight of his exposed wife than to freeing himself. Billy unknowingly was doing something for Jeb that Jeb had only dreamed about, but had never dared to do. Billy was tugging and holding her womanhood opened wide and Jeb was studying Becky's little hole and analyzing it in the same way Billy was. Jeb knew very well how small she was; though he had never before seen her hole in such a visual manner. Jeb was glancing up at Becky's face as the stranger violated her. She was still covering her breasts with her arms, and her eyes were closed. Each time the stranger tugged her lips open, Jeb could see her open her mouth as if to cry out in silent protest. Jeb thought that Becky hated what was being forced upon her, but unknown to Jeb, the tugging on her lips was slightly arousing. Becky was trying hard to resist the sensations, but with each tug on her lips her pleasure increased, along with her embarrassment. As Billy tugged her open, the spreading felt good and it also was resulting in the pulling downward on her clitoris, further stimulating her. But there was more. Her husband had never been so bold as to actually get down there with his face and take a close look at her, let alone opening her up with his fingers. Having a stranger view her in this manner was having its affect on Becky. She found Billy's attentions to be even more arousing than if Jeb were the one doing it. Through the crack in the doorframe, Jeb was seeing intimate areas of his wife in ways he had never seen her before. It seemed almost like Billy was placing Becky on display for Jeb if it was not for the fact that Jeb was supposed to be laying on the kitchen floor unconscious. Then the stranger shoved his arms under her thighs. He grabbed Becky by the hips and pulled her body towards him until her rear was right on the edge of the bed. With his face very close to her vagina, Billy softly giggled, "In a minute I'll show you what a Denver crib girl showed me." As he was speaking, Becky could feel the warmth of his breath flood over her vagina. It felt strange, and somehow, even in her innocence, she sensed what might be coming. With his face just inches from her womanhood, Billy reached up and pulled her arms away from her breasts. Becky did not resist, knowing it would be useless. Again she could feel his hot breath on her vagina. His mouth must be close enough to touch me there, she thought! With his lips just an inch away from Becky's vagina, Billy spoke once again, "I want to get a good feel of these beauties," and Becky could feel the warmth of his breath once again flood over her vagina as his hands closed gently but firmly over her breasts. Billy laughed. "This is the way it is supposed to be done. The man feels the tits first, then goes for the pussy." Becky shivered. 'This stranger is fondling my breasts.' That alone seemed to raise her level of arousal, but feeling his breath on her vagina was even more titillating. Unconsciously, Becky opened her legs just a little more in anticipation of what might be coming below. Billy smiled when he noticed her movement, and he knew that Becky had just made a slight move towards willingness, or perhaps it might better be defined as openness. He decided to delay things for a moment more and instead of placing his mouth on her, he began twirling her nipples between his fingers. Jeb had also noticed her lower movement, but was not sure of what he had seen. Did Becky just open up more for this man? Jeb knew that the stranger planned to rape his wife, but he seemed to be spending a surprising amount of time playing with her first. Billy was busily fondling Becky's breasts, and Jeb understood that. Any man would love to feel her breasts if he had the chance. As he struggled with his bonds, Jeb thought back two weeks ago, and to the last visit their pastor had paid them. The pastor was no different than almost any other man. He would steal peeks at Becky's chest when he thought no one was looking. At the same time the pastor's wife went to the outhouse through the back, Jeb went out the front way to bring in a bucket of water. When Jeb came back across the porch, he deliberately stepped quietly. He looked through the screen door and saw the pastor staring right down the front of Becky's dress while she was bending down by the stove to fetch a skillet. It was taking Becky a little time to do so, for she had to move two skillets out of the way in order to get the one she needed. Becky's dress was falling open in front, and even from the porch Jeb could almost see her nipples. The pastor was standing closer to her and had a higher angle from which to view Becky. Jeb paused quietly at the door and watched. Jeb was pretty certain that the pastor could see her nipples, and when the pastor quickly grabbed his crotch and gave himself a quick squeeze, Jeb knew for sure that he could. Jeb never told Becky about what he had seen. No use getting Becky upset, for she did enjoy going to church and listening to that pastor when he preached. Fuck, all men are alike! If he had the chance, the pastor would probably fuck Becky, even though he had a wife of his own. Of course, Jeb was thinking, Lori looked like she didn't have any tits to speak of. Lori was quite pretty though, and she might have a nice ass as well, but it was hard to tell under all those clothes. Jeb was pretty annoyed at how the pastor had ogled Becky's tits. The pastor would be coming to visit again, probably within two to three weeks. Jeb had decided that if the pastor brought his wife he was going to get his 'revenge.' When the pastor's wife went out to the outhouse Jeb was going to go out behind the outhouse and take a peek upwards through those slats. The upper half of the pastor's wife, her face, was decent enough, but Jeb wanted to see her indecent parts. During the daytime there was a lot of light under there. He would see all of her intimate lower parts, and the more business Lori did, the longer Jeb would get to see. When she wiped herself, hopefully just the front but Jeb would watch it all, things could be very revealing as Lori tugged her vaginal lips to and fro.' 'Yeah, good pastor, you see my wife's tits, I see your wife's snatch.' Desperately, Jeb continued to work his wrists in an effort to loosen the rawhide, but was having little effect other than rubbing his wrists raw. Billy indeed planned to rape Becky, but he had his reasons for delaying the inevitable. Billy had only been with prostitutes, and no matter how much they seemed to act excited with him, Billy never knew for sure if it was an act or if they were really turned on to him. Also, there was not much pleasure in exploring a body that could be and had been explored by any man with the money. Becky was different. She was almost like having a virgin in his mind's eye. If she was the typical 'good girl,' she probably had been a virgin on her wedding night. And it wasn't just that Billy was reveling in the thought of having a woman who had never been with untold numbers of men. There was more. Becky was beautiful. Among all the women he had ever been with, a total of nine before today, Becky was head and shoulders above them all, or maybe, face, tits and pussy above them all, he giggled to himself as he fondled Becky. "Nice tits, really nice, firm titties," Billy said loud enough for both Becky and Jeb to hear as he worked his hands over her breasts and felt them for a few moments before beginning the surprise he had in store. Becky was thoroughly confused. If he had just grabbed hold of her breasts, it might have had no effect on her. But his face was so close to her vagina that she could feel him breathing. Those sensations were stimulating her. Because of that, his touching of her breasts was now adding to it. This man, a stranger, had opened her vagina and looked at it and made remarks about it, and he had been just as casual about it like he would be if he were talking about the weather. Jeb has never done this, no matter how romantic we have been together during our short marriage. Jeb has never talked about my private parts, nor has he ever placed his face in such close proximity to my lower half such as Billy is doing now. And on top of that, it is all happening in broad daylight, something that rarely happens between Jeb and I when we make love. Billy knew what he was doing. He had placed his mouth as close as possible to her womanhood, knowing full well that she could feel his breathing. As his warm breath continued flowing over her vagina, Billy was keeping his chin high and looking over her pubic mound. He could see her breasts, and was watching her reactions by studying her face. He kept alternating between gently squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples. He seemed to be studying her breasts, as if he was trying to memorize every detail, and of course he was. Becky's mind was racing. This man already knows details of my body better than Jeb does, and he has only just begun. The only thing left, she was thinking, is for him to be inside me. But of course there was more to come, as she would find out when he went to work with his mouth. Becky's mind was alternating between fear, confusion and desire. She found herself wishing that Billy would continue playing with her breasts, and at same time hoping that he would go on to the next step. He was really working her breasts, going from squeezing to teasing. Not even Jeb had fondled her like this. But there had been another man, back in Illinois, a man who had known Becky's body. He had fondled her too, and had taken advantage of the opportunity in a big way. 6830 1.79/512345