The Fridge Pt. 02

Terry and his mates come to finish the job.

Jules was woken at 7am on Friday morning by her phone buzzing like a mad thing.

"Oh my God I feel awful, shit I'm sore."

She turned over gingerly and picked up the offending beast.

"What? What do you want at this time?"

Her husband paused:

"Morning darling, you alright?"

"Shit, sorry Jim, yes, just a bit tired today, Terry and Sam had me really working yesterday. They are coming back today to clear the old fridge away before you get home."

Jim paused:

"Yes, Terry phoned yesterday from the pub, said you were wonderful yesterday, a lot of fun. Seems an odd thing to say just moving a fridge."

Jules paused as well:

"Oh, he must mean that I was very helpful and kept them entertained with drinks and stuff."

Her mind flew back to Terry and Sam fucking her most of the day and her pussy began to get hot.

"Jim! Do you think Terry came on to me again?"

"Well, no, course not, but he did sound a bit smug. You know what he did to you at Sarah's. I was a bit worried you might let him do you this time."

"He was winding you up. He couldn't take his eyes off me alright and he did handle me at times, but Sam was there helping him."

"Handled you?"

"Just when we were moving stuff."

"Oh OK, I will be home about eight tonight, see you then and I hope things go well when Terry comes around later."

"OK Jim, I'm sure it will be alright and I'm certain Terry will cum with me. Bye, Love you!"

Jim stared at his phone as she rang off, "Cum with me?" she must be slurring, she did sound a bit shagged out. "Cum with me?"

Jules lay back in the wrecked bed and her hand drifted to her open cunt. It was still a bit tender and as she inserted a finger, she closed her eyes drifting off for a short while.

About eight thirty her phone rang again. This time it was Terry:

"Hi Jules, we will be with you in about forty-five minutes, Jack Hilton is bringing his pickup, we need it for the fridge. Remember, no cloths and we want you to greet us at the door.

"Jack Hilton! You cannot be serious, he is coming on Saturday with his wife and the Smiths, I can't be naked when he comes!"

"Look, we need his pickup, so throw some knickers on and a wrap and say you overslept. I'll set them to work then I'm going to fuck your brains out."

"Shit Terry! What will Jack say when you start fucking me!"

"Ha! At least your not saying No to me fucking you. We'll cross that bridge when it comes. You're going to get fucked today whether you want it or not. I could always sent yesterday's photos to Jim."

"Photos! Fucking hell, did you take photos of it!"

"Terry giggled:

"Course I did, you are such a good fuck and the pictures are epic! You are squealing like a banshee in the video of you and Sam!. So, see you soon fuckdoll, more firsts for you today lady."

Jules slumped back into the chair:

"Fucking video and photos! What the fuck was I thinking of, letting the bastard and his mate use me like that, I bet Sam will want his share of my pussy after Terry, and Jack? Shit, Shit, Shit!"

By nine Jules had had two shots of vodka and had dragged on a very see though pair of silk knickers and her light beach throw to make it look like she had just got out of bed when they came.

Sure enough, at nine fifteen she saw Jack's pickup come up the drive and park, Terry, Sam and Jack got out and walked to the door and knocked.

When the door opened in front of them, all three stared at Jules standing before them. Her thin throw couldn't hide the fact that underneath she was only wearing a near invisible pair of knickers and her nipples were stood out like organ stops. She gave a half smile and said:

"Sorry, guys, slept in, hard day yesterday but do come in and close your mouths, your staring. And you have bumps in your shorts."

Even Terry was shocked at the vision of the woman he knew he was about to fuck, and Jack had not stopped staring at her at all. Sam was grinning playing with his cock openly.

"Tea?"

"Please."

"Show them the garage Jules."

Terry was smirking.

"Dressed like this, you know where it is Sam."

"Yes Mrs Finch. I do."

Sam was rooted still staring at her.

"Fucks sake, move your arse girl and show the boys the garage."

Jules threw daggers at him; he was testing her compliance.

"Come on you two, follow me."

With that she set off to the garage with Sam and Jack in tow, wondering if the two men, who clearly had erections bursting out of their shorts were going to do anything other than fuck her when they got to the garage.

Glancing up she saw to her horror that old Mrs Jacobs was stood watching Jules, semi naked taking two strapping men into the garage.

"Oh Fuck!"

Once in the garage, Jules pointed out the fridge even though it was bleeding obvious and said to the pair:

"Look, when you can take your eyes off my tits and pussy for a while, Sam, get your hand off my arse, that's the fucking fridge, please get rid of it."

"Yes Mrs Finch."

Yes Jules."

She scowled at them, turned and left the garage, she could feel their eyes boring into her arse, the same arse Sam had fucked so well yesterday.

Crossing to the house she saw that Mrs Jacobs had disappeared and went inside.

"You fucking, fucking, arsehole Moorland! Mrs Jacobs saw me like this going into the garage with two men. What will she be thinking! Are they fucking me, she must think they are fucking me. Bastard, you fucking bastard!!"

Terry Moorland took one step forward and grabbing her head, kissed her full on the mouth.

Jules went limp and responded by opening her mouth to him and kissing him back fiercely.

He quickly turned her round so he back was to the kitchen table as one hand found her right breast and he pushed her back.

Jules fell back onto the table and Terry was quickly between her legs. They never stopped kissing as with his free hand he ripped her throw down the front and grabbed her hot cunt through her knickers.

Roughly, he dragged the gusset to one side and it was then that Jules realised he was already naked and his impressive cock was already entering her soft folds.

With a grunt he thrust deep into Jules and began to fuck her hard and fast.

"Fuck Jules, I've been waiting for this since yesterday, you are such a hot bitch."

"Fuck you, you bastard, don't you dare stop, don't you dare stop!"

At that moment, the door opened and Jack came in.

"Ready to go Terry, Oh my fucking good god! Your shagging her!!"

"Fuck off Jack, get the fuck out, you can fuck her later, now fuck off!"

Jack left, Terry hadn't missed a beat. Amid the exchange, Jules's first climax of the day had just hit her.

Jack walked to the loaded pickup in a daze and got in next to Sam.

"He's fucking Jules. Doing her over the table."

Sam giggled.

"Yes, we fucked Mrs Finch most of yesterday, she goes like a train. We'll fuck her when we get back, so get a move on, she already has me hard."

By the time Jack and Sam got back after the quickest tip run in history, Terry and Jules had already moved to the master bedroom.

Sam and Jack got quickly out of the pickup and headed straight into the house.

Mrs Jacobs watched the pickup leave and return, only two men in it, so the third was in the house with a near naked Mrs Finch, someone was getting lucky. She giggled and went inside but kept a keen eye on the Finch driveway.

Terry was at the kitchen table pouring a drink as the pair entered:

"She's upstairs, ready."

Sam was already stripping his shirt off as Terry spoke and turning to Jack said:

"Come on Jack, lets fuck her."

Jack Hilton hesitated as Sam looked at him, tomorrow he and his wife would be having dinner here with the Smith's and the Finch's, how could he face Jim?

"Fucking come on Jack, she needs fucking."

Jack folded and followed Sam upstairs.

Jules was laying in a pool of her and Terry's cum when the men entered. Her legs were open and she just looked directly at Sam who was now shedding his shorts and pushing them past his solid erection, Jack behind him doing the same as he stared straight at her ravaged cunt.

Sam said nothing as he reached for her. She was like a rag doll in his strong arms and he easily flipped her over onto her front and dragged her legs up under her.

"Let's get you doggie, Mrs Finch, I want you that way first."

Jules did as he ordered and Sam joined her on the bed, his cock already probing at her cum dripping cunt.

Jack Hilton stood mesmerised, with his cock in his hand, as he watched Sam's cock sink deep into her forcing more of Terry Moorlands cum out.

"Fucking hell, what a slut Jules! I'm next Sam, give it to her good mate!"

Sam giggled and turning to him said:

"Oh yes, just watch this, she loves this."

With that Sam pulled his slick cock from her and lined up on her arsehole and pushed. He went straight up against her sphincter and paused, still grinning.

"Oh God not again Sam, please don't do that to me again!"

"Shut up Mrs Finch, You have the tightest arse in town and I am going to fuck it as often as I want."

"Please no Sam!"

He didn't listen and with a hard push, went full length up her arsehole.

Jack ejaculated all over his hand as he watched Sam sink all the way in and began to roughly fuck her arse as she screamed.

Terry Moorland heard the screaming and smiled as he went upstairs. Entering the bedroom, Sam was just pulling out of Jules's arse and he heard the distinct pop of a cock coming out.

Jules was laying on the bed panting as Terry turned to Jack, his cock still hard in his hand.

"Do her Jack, she owes you for the use of your pickup, she pays in pussy!"

Jack grinned and pushing past Sam, flipped Jules over onto her back took hold of her legs and dragged her to the edge of the bed. Her dripping cunt was now lined up exactly level with his cock and as he held her legs wide he quickly sank his cock full length into her ravaged cunt.

Jules automatically threw her arms back above her head and grabbed the quilt as her new assailant pummelled hard into her unresisting body.

Three times Jack pumped more hot cum into her cunt before he released her and released her used body. Jules was panting and close to passing out.

Terry Moorland was grinning.

"Good fuck isn't she Jack?"

"Fucking amazing slut, hope I get another chance to do her."

As he recovered, Jack started to look for his shorts.

"Hey Jack, we aren't finished with her yet, are we Sam?"

Sam grinned.

"Airtight?"

"To true Sam, airtight, and two in her cunt to make it five new things for her!"

Sam laughed aloud, Jules stirred and Jack looked perplexed.

"Airtight?"

Terry smirked.

"Cocks in her arse, cunt and mouth at the same time, one up from cunt and arse DP, we did that yesterday, we need you to do her mouth buddy."

"Fuck Terry, you serious, look at her, she's shagged out."

"Exactly, she will not resist a thing today, and anyway, she is such a slut she will revel in it. Sam and I will get two cocks in her cunt together as well, you can take the photos."

Jack looked slightly horrified about what Terry had outlined, but his cock gave him away, he was hard again.

"Terry, I want to fuck her back passage outside in her back garden."

"Fuck Sam, you are a perv mate!"

"Ok, do her there first, Jack and I will set up the camera in the conservatory for the main event."

Sam nodded, his cock was growing. Taking Jules by the arm he coaxed her off the bed and got her to follow him down stairs.

Jules had little idea what was happening and as he lead her out of the rear garden door the Sun hit her in the eyes and she staggered after him.

Realising she was outside naked, and with a naked man, she started to panic. The rear garden, although fenced was overlooked in places by neighbouring properties and she was panicking someone would see her with Sam.

Sam giggled and grabbing her led her over to the picnic bench under the sun umbrella.

"What the fuck are you doing Sam?"

"Why Mrs Finch, I am going to fuck your fine posh totty arse right here in your back garden, rather right don't you think?"

"Fucks sake Sam, people will see us, see you shagging me, you can't do this!"

"Then you better not squeal so loud Mrs Finch, now bend over that fucking lounger."

Jules had no option but to flop forward over the lounger as Sam pushed her roughly toward it and spread her legs with his foot.

Gripping her hips he lined his cock on her arse and pushed straight inside in one go. Her sphincter muscle had not yet recovered from his earlier assault and she was easy.

Jules felt him bottom out inside her arse and only moaned this time.

Quickly Sam thrust in and out of her arse, banging her for all he was worth and as Jules orgasmed again he stopped and pumped his cum deep in her arse again before easing out of her.

He grinned as his cum oozed out of her distended arse and dripped from his softening cock.

"Good girl, Mrs Finch, I only saw one set of curtains flicker, I hope they enjoyed my performance!

Without wiping his cock, Sam dragged and half carried Jules back to the house and into the conservatory where Terry and Jack had set up the camera and were waiting, erect, for him to bring Jules back to them.

"Fucking Hell Sam! Look at you, soft as shit, we need to double her now, Jim comes home tonight. We have to get the fuck out to let the slut clean up."

"Sorry, Terry, just thought doing her outside in her garden would be fun."

"Dip Shit, we will have to wait."

Jack turned to Terry:

I'll do her cunt with you Terry."

Terry looked at Jack, a bit more interested.

"Your cock and mine in her cunt, you sure you want that."

"Yes, always fancied fucking her anyway and to do that with her will be amazing."

OK, Sam, photos. Not Jack's face ok?"

"On the floor Jack, We'll get her to ride you cowboy and I will lube her cunt and your cock, then get behind and slip in with you. Will be tight but we should manage."

"Why not fist her first? It will widen her cunt ready for our cocks."

"Fucking epic! You ever done that?

"Yes, Jane lets me do her every once in a while, we will need lube though."

"You smooth bastard, maybe I will have to visit your Jane someday. Get the lube Sam."

Shortly afterward, Jack was working his fist slowly into Jules's swollen cunt. He eased two, then four fingers in her and after working them round a bit to enlarge her cunt, he slipped his thumb in as well. Jules moaned and wriggled herself down onto the invading hand.

Gently, Jack eased deeper inside Jules until his hand disappeared up beyond his wrist. Jules's eyes widened as he sank in her and she orgasmed again.

As she calmed, Jack eased his hand out from her dripping cunt and lay back on the rug easing Jules back over him he got his cock easily inside her and held her tightly down across his chest.

Hard as he was, Jack could feel her cunt muscles responding to his invading cock and she opened her eyes and looked at him as he held her.

"What the fuck are you doing to me Jack?"

"Easy babe, easy, just relax and take what's coming."

Terry grinned again, and moved in between the four legs in front of him, his cock hard and ready.

Jules felt the coolness of more lube as Terry spread it all over her cunt and arse as she gently rode Jack's cock. Despite being close to passing out, her wrecked body was still giving her away and responding to Jack's cock.

Terry moved forward and carefully inserted his cock in her cunt just above Jack's. With an easy push he slipped in and sank all the way inside her.

Jack could feel Terry's hard cock moving along his own and he nearly came at the feeling. Jules could only moan again but she realised that she had two hard cocks deep in her cunt fucking her at the same time. She came again and it was all Jack could do to hold her.

As she settled, both Terry and Jack held her, their own orgasms held in check for a moment. Terry looked at Sam:

"Now Sam you sad bastard, get your cock in her mouth and don't you dare stop the camera."

Sam hurried across, his once flaccid cock hard again after watching Jules take two in her cunt.

As he did so, Terry eased his cock out of Jules and adding lube slipped easily in her exposed arse.

Jack felt Terry's hard cock pushing up inside her again and the thin membrane hardly softened the feeling on his cock.

Sam had lifted Jules's face and getting her mouth open, pushed his cock inside making her gag and writhe as he hit the back of her throat.

"Hold her Jack, now easy, let's do her properly."

Slowly Terry started to fuck in and out of Jules's arse and Jack picked up the motion. Working together they began a total assault on her body as Sam did the same with her face.

It didn't take long for Jack, then Terry, and finally Sam to cum deep in Jules's wracked body, more cum, more orgasms and Sam depositing his cum deep in her throat.

After collapsing on top of Jules and resting for a while, Terry Moorland eased himself of his latest conquest and poured himself a drink and took one to Jules who had made it onto the lounger.

"Fuck you, you bastard Moorland, and your sick friends. What the fuck have you done to me."

"Given you the fucking of your life lady and you know you loved every minute."

"Bastard, your all bastards. And you Hilton, what the fuck am I going to do when you and Jane come tomorrow!"

Jack grinned, a little embarrassed.

Terry laughed:

"Maybe you can let him finish what I started in the Smith's, you seemed to enjoy his cock today."

Bastards, you made me such a slut."

Only this time there was a lot less venom in her voice.

"Mrs Finch, you are the best fuck I have ever had and your arse is so tight!"

The genuine look of appreciation made the other three burst out laughing and the tension disappeared from the room.

After a quick check of the clock, it was after four pm, Terry said that they should better back up as he knew Jim would be home soon.

As Sam collected the camera, Jules looked at Terry with a sense of panic.

"The photos, promise me you will never show anyone those."

"Only if I can fuck you again when I want."

"OK, deal?"

"Deal."

Jules grinned.

"I would have let you fuck me anytime anyway, but a deal is a deal."

"Bitch Finch."

"Arsehole Moorland."

"Bye Mrs Finch, great fucking you again!"

"Bye Sam, arse lover!"

Jack had already collected his stuff and gone to the pickup.

As she watched naked from the front door the pickup with her three cocks drove away.

She went inside and collapsed onto a sofa with a vodka and tonic.

"Fucking Hell, what the fuck has just happened?"

"Hello? Hello, you alright in there Jules?"

Panic, it was Mrs Jacobs and Jules was stranded in the living room naked, and covered in cum. There was no way of hiding what she had just endured.

"Ah there you are, don't worry Jules, I know what has been going on and I have just come to help you sort out the mess before Jim gets home."

"What? Mrs Jacobs, I'm naked and the house is a mess."

"that's just what I expected dear, I've watched two then three, strapping men visit you for hours over the last two days and going by you dress, or lack of it, and your screams, there was no hiding they were fucking you. Does Jim know?"

"I hope not, no, but, well, what are you doing?"

"come to help dear, you need to sort yourself out, you are a mess and look like the Guards have been through you. I'll clean the house; you get yourself presentable for your unsuspecting husband."

"But Mrs Jacobs, what must you think."

"Look dear, I may be old but we were the youth of the seventies, do you think we lived in a convent? I was wild even after I married Ted, rest his soul, and we went to lots of parties. Gang bangs for us girls were part of the course, the most I had was ten I think, funny how we remember things like that, but forget the milk now."

"Mrs Jacobs!"

"Doreen dear, please, Doreen. You have a lot of time to make up. Mind, that lummox Sam did you really well in your garden didn't he. I could do some of that even now."

"Mrs Jacobs, Doreen, you old minx!"

"Never too old dear, now get yourself sorted out girl and leave the house to me."