Behind the Green Door

BEHIND THE GREEN DOOR Anonymous circa 1970

CHAPTER ONE

Barry Clark was disgusted with his routine of living. It seemed that every day began and ended with machine like regularity that annoyed and bored him. Perhaps he had been working too hard lately; he had begun to yearn for some unusual or strange experience to shake him out of the lethargy of mind and spirit that seemed to be suffocating him.

After such self-analysis, Barry decided to act. He had hardly looked at a woman in months, as he had been working so hard at his construction job. A hunger seemed to consume him for a quick, sure way to satisfy his sexual side in a way that would make up for all the months of neglect.

As he sat in his apartment pondering the question, his glance wandered out of the apartment to the window opposite his. He knew that a most delicious bit of femininity, Mrs. Gloria Saunders, dwelt in that apartment. That she was a widow, he knew, and also that she was possessed of a divine body; a body that he had often desired to have, but had always dismissed from his mind under the strain of his affairs. He judged, correctly, that she was about 28 years old. He could see she was a striking brunette in the prime of womanhood.

He sat upright with interest as he noticed in the dim interior of the opposite apartment that Gloria was in the midst of undressing herself, apparently unaware that his position enabled him to see her perfectly. His pulse quickened as she finished taking off her dress and stood in a black chemise of dainty lace. He could see her large firm breasts, half concealed in the straining chemise. He followed with his eyes the sculptured curves of her perfectly molded body, as far as her thighs, where the sill of the window cut off his view. Then she moved and was lost from sight, leaving Barry unsatisfied and strangely stirred, with a thousand thoughts running through his mind.

That settled it! He must, this very night, go somewhere and satisfy his overwhelming desire, which he knew would damage him if left unsatisfied. He thought of the secret place of which he had heard where strange performances of an erotic nature were performed for the pleasure of a very wealthy clientele who were sworn to secrecy not to divulge what they saw. This group was permitted to witness unusual and stimulating acts of life in its rawest form. That, Barry decided was what he needed. A visit to this place should clear his mind of this sudden overwhelming sexual need.

He thought of the friend who had whispered of the existence of this enchanted place. Reaching an immediate decision, he went to the phone and called Dudley Burrows, his wealthy foreman and friend. His gratification at the sound of his friend's voice over the phone knew no bounds.

"I knew you'd want to go there some night," laughed Dudley. "I've been wanting to go there again myself, but as the cost is quite high, I've put it off."

"Well, how about tonight?" asked Barry.

"Fine," boomed Dudley, "but don't forget what I told you. This place is hidden away, and, because of the nature of the depravity that it stages, its clients are only the very wealthy. Few of the working class ever see it because of the criminal nature of these performances. The price is $500, so only the well heeled can afford to go. But, believe me Barry, it's really worth every cent of it."

"Who cares about the money," said Barry in breathless expectation.

"Fine," Dud laughed, "I'll pick you up in a few minutes."

Barry immediately rushed from the apartment. As he reached the door of Mrs. Saunders' apartment, the delectable lady stepped into the hall.

"Good evening, Mrs. Saunders," said Barry. "And may I ask where you are off to this evening?"

"It certainly is, Mr. Clark. I'm just planning to take a little stroll in the park, and afterwards, I may ride around in a taxi for a bit. Nothing exciting, I admit, but I do things like that now and then."

She was utterly charming, and Barry promised himself that he would do something about her very soon, perhaps tomorrow night. They descended to the street together, and she bade him a pleasant good evening as she walked away into the night.

Dudley's long, sleek convertible stopped before the entrance, and in another minute, the two amorous gents were whisked toward their strange destination.

CHAPTER TWO

As Gloria Saunders walked slowly toward the park, her thoughts were in the same direction as Barry's had been earlier. She, too, had need of gratification, especially since her husband had passed away some months ago. It was some time since she had been with a virile male, with any male for that matter, and, little by little the desire grew within her to know again the breathless excitement of flesh. She thought of Barry, and wondered why he had never made advances to her like most men did. She knew in her heart that she would give in easily to his persuasion if he tried.

A cab glided down the street, and Gloria suddenly decided to go riding through the park instead of walking. Besides, it was quite dark by now and she didn't want to be molested by the men loitering in the park for just that purpose.

The cab answered her call and drew up to the curb. The driver leaned out and opened the rear door, at the same time glancing up and down the street, which was devoid of anyone except Gloria. After stepping into the cab and sitting down, she suddenly opened her mouth to scream for she had become aware of the fact that two men were in the cab with her, one on either side of her. However, before she was able to utter a sound, they threw themselves upon her and roughly shoved a gag into her mouth. The two men held her in a strong grip as the cab raced down the street into the darkness.

CHAPTER THREE

What hope had she?

Not a soul had seen her abducted.

Were these men white slavers? The thought sent shivers through her body. Although she had expected the men to attack her, she was surprised when one of them told her that if she remained quiet, no harm would come to her and that by morning she would be set free. This calmed her somewhat, but her nerves were still tense.

After a ride of several blocks, the cab entered an archway of what seemed to be an old mansion of the type usually inhabited by the very wealthy. After the cab entered the garage, the motor was cut off, and Gloria, blindfolded, was guided, or more accurately, pushed up a stairway by her captors. At the top of the stairway she was pushed through an open door onto a room so brightly lit that she was temporarily blinded.

To her surprise, a motherly looking woman of about 60 approached her. The woman was dressed in a robe of black, similar to that of a nun, which hung to the floor covering her shoes. At first Gloria had the notion that she was in a nunnery, but a moments reflection told her this could not be so. The woman told the men to leave the room and then motioned Gloria to sit on the large overstuffed sofa in the center of the room. She then pulled up a chair and sat facing the younger woman. Gloria was in hopes that the gag would be removed, but she was doomed to disappointment. Instead the woman began to talk, in a smooth, well-modulated voice.

"My dear," she began, "I know that you are very frightened and feel that some harm will come to you. Well, you need not fear that, believe me. I admit that a form of violence will come to you, but it is a violence that is pleasant. I assure you, you will always look back on this night with the fondest of memories. If you are the woman I think you are you will enjoy this night to the fullest. Believe me, my dear, I envy you for what will be done to you tonight. And I'm not the only one -- there are other women in the audience out there that will envy you just as much as I am.

"You see, my dear," she continued in her smooth voice that was beginning to irritate Gloria, "each night in this place, which is in reality a theater for the very select, a show is put on. Tonight, you have been selected to be the star. Briefly, you will be made love to in so many different ways that it will be as much a surprise to you as it will be to the audience which will watch your every movement and emotion. I will tell you a little about the audience. It will be composed of the richest men and women in this city and also other cities. Each spectator pays a fee of $500 for the privilege of watching such a performance. He or she is led here blindfolded and has no more idea than you the location of this establishment.

"I'm afraid," she went on in her syrupy voice, "that you will be ill used if you choose to fight and defend yourself too violently. I can't afford to have the stars of this show disappoint the patrons who pay that much for a seat, so, for your own safety and sake, do not fight too hard. I'm also afraid that the desire I read in your face to have the gag removed cannot be granted. However, it will be replaced by a rubber sheath, into which your tongue will be inserted. This will prevent your talking and screaming in any way that would take much of the pleasure out of this night for you and the audience."

Dazed by the impact of the woman's words, Gloria allowed herself to be pushed into another room.

CHAPTER FOUR

Meanwhile, the limousine carrying Barry and Dudley drew up in a corner of the city unfamiliar to Barry. To his surprise, Dud told him to get out of the car, and it was driven away by the chauffeur. Dudley motioned for him to enter a narrow alley, and they proceeded down its narrow, dark lengths. They had been walking some time when Barry became aware that two rather bullish men had joined them. He nudged Dudley, who said reassuringly, "Don't be afraid of the scouts, Barry. They must guide us to our destination. All customers are led to the secluded rendezvous blindfolded so that none of them can disclose the location later."

Two handkerchiefs were then produced and tied around their eyes. They were then led to and helped into a car that was driven a mile or so before it stopped. They were then guided down a set of stairs, up another set where, suddenly, without warning, the blindfolds were removed. Barry's eyes then began the task of adjusting to the dim lighting that prevailed.

..."I must warn you, gentlemen, that no demonstration of any sort will be tolerated during the performance and also that no words will be spoken. No effort will be made by any gallant young man to aid this girl, for such emotions or actions will bring dire consequences to the perpetrator. I require both of you gentlemen to take an oath that you will abide by the rules and remain passive spectators at all times." ...

This was the first thing that Barry and Dudley heard, and both, being wild with anticipation readily agreed to it.

They were led into a dark room at the far end of which was ablaze in the bright lights of a stage. The stage was set about two feet above the floor and covered with special contrivances, the nature of which escaped Barry's imagination. He observed that most of the audience was made up of women and thought of the sadistic nature of not only these, but of all women who derived pleasure from watching other members of their sex so treated. However, the presence of women in the group made this more exciting for him, for he would be able to observe their reactions to the orgy that was about to take place.

Barry and Dudley had barely taken their seats when all the bright lights were cut off and a single spotlight was thrown on one of two doors at the back of the stage. At the same time, an announcer spoke over the loudspeaker:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are about to witness the ravishment of a woman who has been abducted from the street for that purpose. Until a moment ago, she did not have the least idea that anything like this would befall her, and she does not know even yet what is fully in store for her. As has been explained to you, each night a new woman is abducted, ravished, and set free in the morning, unaware of anything except the fact that she has been loved as never before. Although her reactions may, at first, lead you to believe the victim is being tortured, quite the reverse is true. Those who will be ravishing her have strict orders not, at any time, to go beyond the limits of sense. She will not be harmed. We never know, until the last minute, whether the woman will be a virgin or not. If she is a virgin, then she experiences these thrills for the first time. Needless to say, our victims are chosen from the wealthiest sections of town. Perhaps you may know this woman, but remember you are sworn to secrecy. As the last words came from the announcer's mouth, the door opened, and Barry was amazed to see several women of various ages, dressed in black from head to toe, enter the stage in single file. They stood just inside the door, and for some inexplicable reason, a hush descended over the already deathly still room.

Through the door came the evening's victim.

Barry's pulse leapt in horror and amazement as his unbelieving eyes saw that the star of the show was none other than Gloria Saunders. He realized that sooner than he had hoped he was going to see her body in all its glory. A wild thought coursed through his brain that he would save her from this fate, but after glancing around the room at the burly guards who openly brandished clubs, he changed his mind. He realized that he could do nothing more than sit and watch this scene. He wished to tell Dudley of her identity, but remembering that no one was to talk, he kept still. His blood racing, his senses whirling, Barry relaxed in his seat and prepared himself for the spectacle that was about to unfold.

CHAPTER FIVE

Gloria found herself in the glare of a spotlight that made her eyes contract, but she took full cognizance of the women in black surrounding her. She resolved to take this ordeal in the bravest way she could, as she knew that resistance would be of no use and would only bring harm upon herself. Wild thoughts raced through her mind....

.... What forms of medieval tortures and sadism did they have in store for her? What were these women doing on stage with her? Were they the ones selected to torture her, if she were to be tortured? These and many other thoughts came to her in the few moments she had been out on the stage.

To her own surprise, she found her body on fire from the thought of what was ahead of her, and she realized that this was the requirement of the need she had considered earlier in the evening. What she didn't know was that that need was about to be satisfied in a way she would never have dreamed. The women-in-black led her to the front of the stage. It was then she noticed there were six of them surrounding her.

She was still wearing her coat, and even her fashionable hat was still intact. One of the women removed Gloria's hat and gently removed a few pins so that the long brace of hair fell to her shoulders. Suddenly, another of the women grasped her right hand, still another her left. A fourth began to unfasten her coat. Held in place as she was, the coat was soon removed and she stood revealed in her blouse and skirt. Her full, round breasts bulged under the tightness of the blouse.

Barry watched with avid eyes, realizing that her body was more magnificent than he had imagined. The actors of the play were so close that one felt as if he could reach out and touch them. The audience strained in their seats in order not to miss a thing.

Now the black-robed women began to unbutton her blouse, and Gloria realized that she was about to be stripped. Her body trembled in indignation and anticipation, but the six women held her fast. It was but a moments work to remove the blouse, and the lace shirtwaist came into view. Gasps of admiration were heard from the audience, and Barry felt his blood on fire. Why didn't she scream or cry out, he wondered? Then he recalled Dudley telling him that the victims were rendered speechless by means of a rubber sheath.

Next, one of the women stepped behind Gloria and reached around her with both hands, grasping the bottom of her skirt, and slowly began to lift it up. Gloria started to jump aside, but the two women held her wrists more firmly while two others held her ankles. She was powerless.

Little by little, the skirt rose, and Barry became more and more excited as each square inch of loveliness was revealed. He had been conscious of the throbbing in his pants for some time, but now it increased in crescendo.

Gloria's sheer stockings stopped a little above her knees where they were rolled, and her satin flesh appeared gleaming like ivory in the reflection of the spotlight. She closed her eyes and tried not to think of the humiliation she was suffering. As the skirt continued to rise, the sheer beauty of her curved body began to materialize. A perfect curve began at her knees and continued upward to her thighs. The fabric kept climbing, and as it reached just below her waist, a pink corner of the last garment that guards a woman's priceless possession came into view. This temporary barrier to the eager eyes of the audience only heightened the terrible desire building in their souls. Continuing upward the skirt was suddenly whisked over Gloria's head, and there she stood, a magnificent specimen of lovely womanhood in the sheerest of panties and shirtwaist. A sigh of suppressed emotion arose from the audience, and Barry noticed that the women of the gathering precipitated the sigh, confirming a long-held susp One of the attendants then slipped a strap of Gloria's shirtwaist down, exposing a round, lovely, red-tipped breast, which was undoubtedly the most beautiful that Barry had ever seen. Then this woman attendant, who appeared to be quite good looking in her own right, bent over and cupped Gloria's breast in her two hands.

A tremor went through Gloria's body, and she opened her eyes to see what this woman was going to do. Her answer was quickly forthcoming, for the woman began to massage the breast into large wrinkles while, every so often, she took the red nipple in her fingers and gave it a vigorous pull.

In spite of herself, Gloria felt a thrill shoot through her body, and, under the cunning caresses of the eager female, Gloria's body began to swell with anticipation. A fit of trembling caught her body, which increased when the woman took the nipple into her mouth and began to suck it. Gloria threw her head back, and it was apparent to the audience that she was enjoying it with delight that only a woman can know.

Another attendant loosened the other breast from its lacy prison and began to suck it in like manner. Her body strained, and Gloria felt as if she were on fire. The sensation caused by the intense tongues of these women was one of utter ecstasy, and she found herself wishing with all her heart that it would never stop.

Barry glanced at the audience and noticed that some of the female watchers were rubbing their own breasts in apparent desire to feel the same biting tongues that Gloria felt, and in the same manner Gloria was receiving it.

Just when Gloria felt as though she would go crazy from the sensation, the women released her breasts and stepped back. They began to loosen her panties, and Gloria knew that in a moment she would be entirely nude. Quickly, the lacy under things were removed, and she stood naked in the revealing light.

A groan went up from the audience as the full beauty of her form became apparent. She was a masterpiece of feminine creation. Her legs rose to maddening thighs, full and so molded that one look at them was a glance into Paradise. Under the gentle curve of her abdomen, her "Garden of Eden" stood forth in ravishing perfection, bushing, brilliant black against the ivory whiteness of her body.

Barry noticed that the hair was unusually long and thick, and even hung down a short distance. He dimly recalled that much hair around a woman's sexual organ was a sign of extremely strong sexual desire. He could no longer stand it, and he opened his trousers and inserted his handkerchief in front, as had several men. No one else in the audience paid any attention to him as all eyes were riveted to the scene on the stage.

Now the attendants pushed Gloria down into a sitting position on a luxurious, black satin mattress that had been spread on the floor. Against this background, her ivory flesh stood out like a beacon. Two of the women who had made love to her breasts now fell to the floor on their knees. They spread the lips of her "Garden of Love", one parting the thick hairs and seizing the quivering and erect clitoris and beginning to massage it with her fingers.

The full beauty of Gloria's "Garden" was now revealed to the audience. Her flushed face was also visible to the audience who could read every emotion in that beautiful countenance. The emotion there at that time was one of surprised ecstasy. Gloria's eyes were closed, but her mouth was working. Suddenly, one of the women ran her tongue around the pulpy lips of Gloria's "Garden" and, seizing bunches of it in her mouth, began to caress it with a chewing motion. A look of anguished joy and happiness came onto Gloria's face, and her body tensed. Then the woman took the clitoris between her lips and sucked until the maddening joy of it drove Gloria almost insane. Unsuspected reservoirs of 'love juice' sprang out of her, and she knew if the girl continued much longer, she would fill her mouth with white nectar. But, apparently, that was what the woman wanted for her efforts doubled. She kissed and sucked every part of the now throbbing "Love Garden" until, with a jerk of her body and a low moan, Gloria shot forth a stream of white foam that cascaded down into the eager mouth of her female lover and overflowed down Gloria's legs.

CHAPTER SIX

Barry was aflame, and he had come several times. He knew the rest of the audience must be similarly affected. This was worth the $500 admission price. In all his life, he had never been stirred so, and to think that his next door neighbor was up on the stage having all this done to her. It made his sadistic appetite larger and more demanding.

Now the spotlight fell to the other door at the rear of the stage. The startled eyes of the audience followed the light in eager anticipation. Through the door stepped a boy of about 20, entirely nude. He was a magnificent specimen, handsomely built, with broad shoulders and bulging biceps. But the object that immediately caught the attention of the audience was his huge penis. It was at least two inches in diameter and seven inches in length, in its resting position. A gasp arose from the audience, especially the male members, many of whom had never seen such an instrument, even when rigid.

In the dim light of the audience, Barry watched one of the women next to him lift her dress up to her waist and, unashamed, begin to play with her own sex organ. He did not blame her. The terrific strain had to be worked off in some way. For his part, Barry's twitching organ threatened to explode from the load it was carrying.

With a grin on his handsome, ruddy face that revealed rows of white teeth, the lad, followed by the spotlight, stepped forward. Barry was stricken by the catlike tread and rippling flow of muscles in the arms and legs of this colossal young giant. Dimly, Barry realized Gloria was to be ravished by this giant, but his own sexual appetite was so great that he could not feel horrified. He could only look forward to the ordeal with anticipation.

Now the spotlight swung back to the group of black-robed women, in the middle of which Gloria was spread out, with the young woman still working over her "Garden". When Gloria saw the boy, her face blanched, and the audience could see her struggle to rise. Fear showed in her eyes and bright beads of perspiration popped out on her whole body. The spectators were fully aware that Gloria had something to fear, for if the penis of this giant was so huge undisturbed, what would it be like when he was excited.

Barry was at first fearful, but remembered with a start how, on former intimate occasions, he had wished his penis was twice its actual size. At any rate, he was powerless to do anything about it.

When the amazing young specimen stood before his victim, the picture of her loveliness was so great that the oils within him began to flow. The audience gazed in awe at the transformation of his penis into a quivering, rigid organ of love. It didn't seem possible that a man's sexual organ could grow to such a size.

Several women spectators in the audience moaned loudly as they gazed with hungry eyes at this lovely organ. They abandoned every pretense of decency under the strain of the sexual urge of the moment and openly rubbed their own breasts. Some even began inserting their fingers into themselves and each other. Barry wondered what women among them he knew. Certainly some of the sex-obsessed women in black were of his social realm. Only the black masks kept him from knowing.

The boy's penis continued to grow until it reached its unbelievable maximum. It was just too huge to be true. But there it was, right before his eyes and those of the waiting audience. Barry estimated that this huge lance between the legs of this youth must be at least two and one half inches in diameter and nine inches long. It was an organ so tremendous that Barry could hardly believe that it could go into Gloria. "Well," he thought, "I'll soon see if this is possible." Surely this young devil must have inserted that lance into the throbbing "caverns" of many preceding victims.

Gloria wiggled and strained in an effort to resist, but the attendants held her down and began to spread her legs slowly until her luscious ass was revealed. Several pillows of red velvet were placed under her "Garden of Love" which was stretched upward toward the enormous lance of the youth who stood towering over her glorious limbs.

Gloria's body shown breathtakingly against the red velvet background, and the charm of her breasts and tantalizing "cavern" were now more pronounced than ever.

Slowly, the young giant dropped to knees and then lunged forward to kiss the luscious person who was offered to him. His mouth clasped over her "Garden of Love" as his hands reached upward to grasp each of her lovely breasts. To the great astonishment of the audience and Gloria, this youthful giant was gentle and his fingers caressed in a rhythmical search for the nipples of her rosy breasts. His tongue was slowly licking the lips of her great feast, and Gloria felt a great thrill shoot through her again, a dazzling sensation so delightful she closed her eyes in rapture.

Now that the young man had made his preliminary advances to this lovely feast spread before him, he rose to his knees and seized his enormous penis in his hands. A thrill, almost a shudder, ran through the tortured men and women of the audience. Here, only a few feet away, a woman was to be coupled with this giant. The dominant sadistic instinct, close to the surface in all humans, gripped them in anticipation.

While the attendants spread Gloria's legs further apart, the young man began pushing his way forward and forced his quivering organ against hers. He began to rub his penis back and forth against her pulsing morsel of flesh. A contact like an electrical current enveloped Gloria's body, and waves of emotion spilled over her. It was such a wonderful feeling that her loves juice came near the cascading point once more.

Now the eager youth inserted the head of his enormous organ into the opening of her "Garden" and began to work the lips with expert fingers, pulling here, pushing there. The head of his lance entered further.

Gloria felt as though a red hot iron had been pushed into her. Flames of feeling seized her and her senses reeled. Slowly, the gigantic tool was being pushed into her vagina, and she and the audience held their collective breath. Gloria's face now mirrored the terrible ecstasy sweeping through her body. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed. Her mouth was open with an expression of fearful joy.

Two inches... three inches... five inches... and still four inches to go. Gloria felt the terrific heat, but still it pushed. Six inches... seven and the head of it touched her womb.

Never before had a man's organ touched her this far! What next? With a revolving motion, the blond youth put both hands under her thighs and began to push this way and that. Gloria suddenly realized with a start that she had the head of his organ entering her womb.

His manipulation had opened the entrance of her womb. Slowly he pushed, and further it went until at last, the whole nine inches of his gorgeous lance was inside her. Gloria felt wave upon wave of fire and ecstasy pass through her body. Her back was on fire. The pleasure was so great that she began to thrust in answer to this wonderful organ now pistoning into her body. Sheer pleasure exceeded the limits of possibility, and she tried to scream with joy. Faster and faster went his penis in her vagina. Every inch of her velvet passage was being caressed in a thrilling fashion. Her womb was clenching and unclenching around the head of his penis as it alternately entered and withdrew from it.

For what seemed a quarter of an hour, this impossible pleasure continued, and, at last, Gloria's heated body reached the point where it had to yield to its pleasures. With a grin of sheer delight, Gloria wildly threw her head back and forth, and, at the same time, torrents of the pent up love juice within her poured forth. To say that it exploded would be more apt, for never in her relations with the opposite sex had she been so stirred. Springing from the sacred hiding places within her, the foaming froth gushed downward and immersed the straining penis of her lover. So great was the discharge that it squeezed past the enormous organ and sprayed out on all sides of his penis until the curly hair of her "Garden of Love" was covered with white.

Again and again it sprayed forth. His tool went in and out with such rapidity it seemed one continuous motion. The flow of Gloria's love juice increased and continued for fully three minutes. Her reservoirs of white nectar emptied; filled and emptied again.

Some of the women in the audience fainted, so great was the ecstasy and desire the moment had built up in them. None of the male spectators had failed to feel the head of his penis overflowing with juice, and moans and heavy sighs resounded throughout the darkened room.

Fired by the delectable feeling of her love liquid around his penis, the enraptured boy felt his own reservoirs of juice reaching the boiling point. With a cry of joy and a dazed expression, he let go. Gloria felt a burning stream of liquid fire burst from the head of his penis which continued to move in and out in huge, long strokes.

The foaming stream shot into her womb, filling it until she thought it would burst. But, the feeling was agonizingly delicious, and she bit her lips, almost passing out from the thrill of it. For fully a minute, the tremendous love torrent whirled forth and bathed the inside of her love garden, spilling down the inside of her legs where the sight of it made the audience moan with desire. Just when she thought her senses would leave her because of the lovely torture, he slowly began to withdraw his penis.

Tenderly the boy withdrew his penis while Gloria lay back and relaxed with a smile of complete contentment. One of the black-robed women washed her with perfumed water, the scent of which was so sweet it filled the room with the odor of many flowers. The boy now withdrew and disappeared by way of the door through which he had originally entered.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Barry felt that the show must now be over, but to his astonishment and delight, other preparations were being conducted on the stage as some sort of platform was placed in the spotlight at center stage. Into the spotlight suddenly came, in single file, seven totally nude boys. These young men seemed to be about nineteen years old, their skin gleaming in the spotlight. Barry's thoughts were confused. Was each of these to assault Gloria in turn? This question was soon answered.

Approaching the platform, two of the boys mounted and sat upon a projecting shelf about six feet high. A third mounted a shelf five feet high at the center of the structure while two others sat at right and left upon three foot shelves. A murmur of wonderment went up from the fascinated gathering. What was up?

Every female eye caressed the swelling penises possessed by these young men. Their feminine desire longed for a mating, but at best, they would have to satisfy themselves elsewhere after the show. None of the penises of these young men equaled the size of the giant who had preceded them, but each was of a size large enough to make any woman delirious.

Now the black-robed women drew Gloria to her feet, and the sight of her glorious body brought the boys' penises to stiff attention as they advanced toward her. Gloria wondered, as did the audience, what was to happen next. One man could have been understood, but seven...?

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are about to see the final act of tonight's performance in which this woman will be loved as completely and as much as it is possible for one woman to be loved at one time. She will not be hurt, but on the contrary, she will reach the very heights of ecstasy."

As this was spoken, the two naked boys standing seized Gloria gently; one caressing her "love garden" as the other began running his hands over her finely molded, curvaceous thighs and buttocks. A few moments of this and Gloria was again feeling the heat of unfulfilled passion flowing within her. She was ready for anything.

Abruptly, the young man facing her took his straining tool and began to insert the head into her lovely "Garden of Love". As his entry was being completed, the man behind her, unnoticed, began to spread the cheeks of Gloria's anus. Everyone in the audience strained unbelievingly, and Barry realized now that he was about to see something that he had heard about but had never seen. The young man inserted his penis between the bulging cheeks of her lovely anus until his entire length was in her. Three bodies were now pressed close together, Gloria in the middle, with a penis in her "love garden" and one in her anus. New waves of sensation crowded through her body as both these boys began to push and pull.

Each of the boys on the three foot shelves took hold of one of her pink breasts and pulled them into their mouths as far as they could, sucking furiously at the rosy nipples and biting tenderly.

The boys on the six foot shelves reached down and caught hold of her hands, placing them on their throbbing penises, which had increased to their maximum size by their playing with them. Gloria's fingers closed around these new sources of pleasure, and her senses thrilled to the action and the smoothness of the velvet like heads. Her fingers began to caress in exploration of their hanging testicles, playing and pinching in anguished delight.

Meanwhile her garden of love was made to feel divine by the motion of the young man shoving his penis in and out like an express train. Suddenly, she felt a hot torrent in her anus. It seemed to flood her insides, and her senses reeled from the novel feeling of it.

Soon as she opened her eyes again, and she noticed for the first time the young man sitting on the five foot shelf. He was a good looking boy and so well made that a queen would have considered herself rich indeed to possess him. His tool was larger than those of the rest, and he had his legs spread apart so that his penis and testicles were fully expose to her view.

He was sitting not more than three inches from her face, and now he reached forward, put both hands behind her head and pulled her slowly toward his enraged penis. As though in a trance, she opened her red lips and sucked the head of it. The initial feeling of having the head of this penis in her mouth was so exciting that she wanted more. Slowly, her lips sucked in the throbbing penis, and the face of the young man became wreathed in a smile of contentment as he closed his eyes. Now her mouth was full of the tasty morsel. Her tongue ran around the edges of the pulsing head, exploring and caressing it. Her teeth bit daintily into the shaft, which only increased the pleasure he felt. Her grip tightened on the straining penises of the two boys on the adjacent shelves, and her hands stroked them lovingly.

Barry's heart was pounding so hard that he was certain it could be heard a mile away. He was so overcome by this sexual orgy on the stage that his mouth hung open.

Pandemonium reigned in the audience. The woman nearest Barry sat with her legs wide apart. She had loosened her pants so that she had free access to her organ, and she pulled and kneaded it while her eyes remained glued to the drama on stage. Other women reached over their seats in the semi-darkness and seized the organ they wanted more than anything else in the world.

Meanwhile, Gloria floated through a sea of love. Her body was immersed in spasms of dire rapture, and her blood ran and danced as though a million needles of divine delight were prickling every square inch of her. Never before had she believed it possible to be loved seven different ways at one time and have every impressionable spot on her body loved at the same time. Gloria began to wiggle under the urge of the tremendous sensation caused by her simultaneous intimacy and torrid contact with seven huge and alluring penises. Her body swayed and shivered with passion. It appeared that she was trying to drive the three penises deeper into her body to maintain this unbearably delicious pleasure she now endured.

The young man facing her and the one pressed against her in the rear began to cooperate, and their terrific lunges, in and out, were so coordinated that Gloria felt, if it were possible, that one man was ravishing both her openings simultaneously. The young men were scarlet from the tremendous love blood built up in their organs. They nodded their heads to each other and each increased the rapidity of his in and out strokes. The audience saw Gloria almost collapse, and her breathing become labored. At the same time, the two boys threw their arms around Gloria and each other, shouting in agonized pleasure.

At the same time, the boy with his penis in her mouth was in seventh heaven from the work Gloria was doing on it. He threw back his head and laughed hysterically. Gloria's eyes rolled erratically and with reason. All three on these overflowing, juicy penises had come at once. One in her "love garden"; one in her anus; and the third in her mouth. A torrent of frothy liquid poured into her mouth and almost choked her. In self defense, she began swallowing it as the tremendous gushes continued.

Her "Garden of Love" pulsated from the burning jet of male nectar. As the young man pressed to her rear threw all he had into her, Gloria had the dazed impression that she was an actual growing tree with great waves of the joy of life flowing through her.

The overflow of white juice now showered forth from her "love garden" and ran in meandering streams down her legs to her knees while a trickle of white ran down her chin and dropped to her breast where the two boys worked in a frenzy of excitement. Indeed, so excited were they that they could no longer hold back. With groans and cries of sheer delight, they grabbed their penises and shoved them against Gloria's breasts and body. Two put the heads of their penises against Gloria's breasts while one sought her navel. The seventh boy placed both her hands on his rigid tool.

Seven huge penises now gushed forth onto and into Gloria's body. Inside and out, more juice squirted into her mouth. The dazed audience saw her perfect body suddenly enveloped in a cloud of passion as still another young man's emotion poured forth. From between Gloria's hands sprayed another burst of juice as the seventh boy offered his nectar.

No one in the audience had ever before seen or would ever see again anything like this wonderful spectacle. This beautiful woman was literally covered with the dazzling love juice that every woman loves so much. Streams of it ran down her body as torrents of it gushed from her "Garden of Love", her anus and mouth.

For several minutes, this unpredictable, unbelievable spectacle continued. Gloria, overcome by the pounding waves of her fulfilled passion, threw herself about for several minutes, and her head and eyes fell back and forth as though in a trance. Her eyes dilated every cell. Every sensory surface of her body was being violated by this multiplicity of love.

Great tremors ran through her body and her knees sagged. Every squirt of one of the boys agonized penises landed with searing impact on her nerves. She didn't know how much longer she could stand it. Every second was heavenly torture. Her breath quickened, and she felt as though her brain would crack from the emotion within her.

But, one by one the penises of the seven young men shot their loads. As each man reached the end of his capacity, he stepped away from Gloria and turned back to the door at the rear of the stage. Gloria fainted when the seventh boy withdrew his wand from her ravished "love garden", and he caught her in his arms. The audience knew that she was overcome from the pleasure of the ordeal she had endured.

The young man carried her across the stage to the waiting attendants who laid her trembling body on the mattress. These women then threw themselves upon her and began to suck and lap the love juice from her body. It was as though these women had gone mad with desire from watching the previous drama, for they fought each other for the privilege of sucking the white nectar from Gloria's body. One even inserted her tongue into Gloria's mouth. Half conscious through all of this, Gloria felt as though the women were eating and swallowing her piece by piece. Up and down her legs traveled several pairs of eager lips and searing tongues. One attendant licked Gloria's anus as far as she could while another lapped her armpits.

So great was the stimulation of all this new attention that Gloria suddenly released a new fountain of love juice which was immediately consumed by a waiting attendant. The woman threw herself upon Gloria and sucked madly. When this new release had subsided, the attendants came forward and massaged Gloria's weary limbs and bathed her body with a cooling lotion that soon helped her recover her senses.

CHAPTER EIGHT

But, in the meantime, the audience was having its own private little orgy. Nerves snapped under the strain of the emotion caused by the unbelievable scenes on the stage. Several women lay senseless on the floor while couples simply fell to the floor and enjoyed each other's pleasures, unashamed, with a frenzy of desire. The room was filled with the sound of ripping clothes as women tore them from their persons with the eager aid of the men. All efforts by the management to stop this demonstration proved futile. It became a terrific orgy. The rule of silence was now broken as women called out furiously until some man plunged his penis into her anus, as they had seen done on the stage.

Men were literally raped by the crazed women. Barry and Dudley, being handsome men, were swept off their feet onto the floor where several women and girls threw themselves upon them. In the twinkling of an eye Barry's pants (with his help) were removed by the screaming women, and they fought for his penis.

First, a young woman of about eighteen had it in her mouth and was sucking furiously for several minutes until a mature woman pushed her aside. The older woman madly straddled him and forced his tool into her stretching cavern. Madly, she jumped up and down on it, screaming for other women to push her harder so it would go in further and "'kill her with joy'".

Barry fought to get up, but there was no escaping or stopping these sex-maddened women. The women in the audience outnumbered the men so that to struggle was useless and, as Barry looked back on it later, senseless.

Barry could make out other groups of women around the room, and he could see other men being similarly assaulted. He felt feminine lips close over his testicles and suck while other lips worked their way up and down his legs, and still the woman jumped up and down on his penis. It seemed as though all the men had women sitting on their faces and penises. The women impatiently caressed other parts of the men's bodies while they waited their turn to get a share of this delicious morsel of flesh. Barry and Dudley came again and again, all the while swallowing loads of foamy love juice from the tormented bodies of the women on them. Barry had his testicles sucked until they were sore. One woman even concentrated on sticking her fingers up his anus.

Barry couldn't fight himself, his mind in a daze. A beautiful girl, completely nude, sat on his chest and begged him to lick her as the women and men had done on the stage. Exasperated, he plunged at the waiting morsel of flesh intending to bite it. Instead, finding the contact so much better than he had expected, he plunged his face into the forest of hair and began to laugh hysterically. His organ threw a load into the woman who had mounted him. He could feel the struggling of other women who pushed her off so that they could get astride him and enjoy the same pleasures.

He felt eager hands take hold of the head of his penis and try to insert it into a vagina that was too tight. He realized that the woman was a virgin as he dimly heard her say' "Ethel, push me from behind. I don't care if it hurts, I simply must have it." Through glazed eyes, he could see over the shoulder on the laughing young girl the outline of Ethel, bless her, pushing the naked anus of this virgin, as she forced the head of his penis slowly into her.

At first it hurt the head of his tool as the stubborn maidenhead stretched, but all at once there was a tremendous shove and a shriek from the girl. His penis had wedged its way into the girls inner sanctum. The fit was so tight that he felt as though his penis was in a trap, but, as the maddened girl revolved herself in huge circles, it began to feel good and he revolved himself in unison with her movements. The girl sobbed from the joy of the initial act of intercourse. The excitement caused the girl on his chest to shoot forth a hot stream on love juice into his mouth.

As he turned his head sideways to more easily swallow this juice, his gaze fell on struggling men and women in all sorts of embraces. Women were screaming with delight as men used the same technique on them that had been used on Gloria earlier. For some unknown reason, all the women seemed to want the man's penis in her anus. Two women had a third down. One of them was pushing her breast into the spread vagina, while the owner of the breast laughed with joy at this most novel substitute for a man's penis. Other women were rolling on the floor, kissing and caressing.

Finally, Barry struggled to his feet, bowling over crazed women. He knew that if he stayed any longer, it would wreck him. Grabbing his and Dudley's pants, they raced for the door. With a backward glance, Barry saw Gloria being led to the door at the rear of the stage. Reaching the door of the "theater", Barry and Dudley raced through, slamming it in the faces of their feminine pursuers. As he held the door shut to gain his breath, he noticed, to his surprise, that the door was painted a brilliant green. It made a distinct impression on him for some inexplicable reason. They raced through another door and found it unguarded. Then they found the street door, or rather, an alley door. They raced down the alley to a street they didn't know and at the time didn't care to discover its name.

Dazed and weary, the two spent men walked until they came to a caf where they stopped for coffee, ignoring the open-faced gape of the proprietor. Soon they felt much better, and the humor of the situation began to come out. They laughed about the terrific adventure they had just been through.

"Well, Barry, we certainly got our $500 worth out of it, didn't we?'

"I never thought the show would be that good, or that we would get practically raped afterwards. I feel so bad and sore from the crazy females that I expect it will be a month before I recover".

"Dudley, it was worth ten times as much and I'll never forget it, especially since the woman on the stage is my next door neighbor."

Dudley's eyes popped as Barry went on to explain the coincidence to him. They both agreed that it was an experience worth repeating and decided to see another show as soon as they got over this one. "Only, we'll carry clubs to beat off those crazy women. I'm not going behind that green door again without protection. No, sir," said Barry.

Dudley called for his car and then dropped Barry at the entrance of his hotel.

CHAPTER NINE

Barry fell into bed, waking almost 24 hours later, surprisingly, with a "hard-on" and a terrible gnawing in his stomach. He hadn't eaten for a long time, so he went to the phone, called down for a hot meal, then went into the shower to see if he could rejuvenate himself.

After he ate his fill, he happened to glance out his window and saw Gloria lying naked on her bed. He was startled that there, in the half-light of her room, he could see her on the bed with her legs spread as far as she could get them. She was thrusting a large banana in and out of her "love garden". Barry donned his robe and immediately went over to her room. In a moment, the beautiful Gloria was in his arms, and he was kissing her parted lips, letting his robe fall to the floor. He collapsed on the bed with this bundle of soft flesh. He cupped her smooth breasts while she guided his rigid penis into her yearning vagina. She madly gripped him in agonized desire.

For fully an hour they shot showers of love juice into one another. At last, they were forced to rest, and, before Gloria could explain, Barry gave her a full explanation about being a spectator at the show, and having seen her through the window. She turned crimson, but under his soft caresses she soon forgot her embarrassment and spread herself fully to better receive his advances. For the first time in many months, she felt happy and satisfied.

Barry realized that he had found what he had been seeking. No more would he be lonely and unsatisfied, for his sexual appetite would be more than taken care of. He intended to take this woman for his wife. Gloria soon gave him no more time for thought as her silken lips encircled the head of his penis, and her dainty cheeks flushed with her hot, unquenched passion. Faster and faster she worked, and her sparkling eyes looked into his eyes with loving tenderness as he fell back on the bed....

THE END