My neighbour diddlysquat has a gorgeously sexy new married woman who is half Chinese, a very midget berth of a girl called Doris. No Sir Thomas More than five foot tall, she has a slender, curvy physique and a somewhat fount, with a vaguely oriental person look which makes her very attractive. The best region is that squat loves to have her used, but without her noesis. He achieves this with the assistance of his friend Joe, a retire point magician. Together they discovered that Doris is very suggestible, and Joe can put her in a state during which whatever takes place, afterwards, she has no memory of it. And I have the good fortune of being enlisted to watch it all and compose all about it.

There have been many sentence when Jack has taken advantage of Doris, sometimes at home and sometimes visiting other multitude, safe in the knowledge that his wife will remember nothing afterwards. One day recently, he called me and said they planned to use up Doris out to a friend 's house that evening. Joe has the ability to do her behave in different ways, sometimes always having to do whatever she is told, sometimes being very resistant, sometimes she will feel very horny, sometimes she will sense very sleepy. That night, she would simply be her rule prim and proper self, and she would believe they were going to a fantasy clothes party, dressed as a witch.

I went future door as arranged, where shit and Joe told me they were waiting for Doris, who would be fix to go out with us in a few minutes. It was worth waiting for. When she came into the room, Doris was wearing a long black coat almost to her ankle joint, and sinister skid with very high-pitched cad. Her struggle black tomentum seemed to unify with the coating collar, and the only her pretty face appeared ignitor in all the pitch blackness. She was holding her witch 's pointed hat in her hand.

We arrived at our destination telling Doris we were early, and that was why only two other match were there. All the Saame, she looked a little anxious as we led her into the primary room and found she was the only one who was in `` take to dress ''. The legion, graham and Jennifer, greeted us warmly. The early couple, Matt and Ella, were seated on a sofa, and smiled at us, but I noticed both of them quite obviously looking Doris up and down. Graham kindly took the witch 's hat from Doris, and we all sat down, almost in a big circle, all eight of us.

In her prospicient coat, Doris was by now obviously more than a minuscule uncomfortable, wondering what was going on, and why everyone seemed to be looking at her. When manual laborer took her hand and helped her to her foot, everyone else remained seated, and she looked a little puzzled. Then Graham, too, got to his feet. `` Let me take your coat, Doris, '' he said. `` You must be far too hot in it. '' Looking startled, Doris quickly shook her head and replied, `` No, no, It 's O.K., I 'm O.K.. '' But diddley, with his arm round her shank, said, `` You must be sweltering, darling, take it off. ``

Doris stared at him in surprise. `` But knave, '' she said, `` you know I ca n't. '' Her grimace showed her consternation. `` Really, I 'm alright ! ``

Jack gripped Doris 's limb firmly by her side and nodded to Graham. `` Help Doris with her coat, '' he said. `` The buttons are a bit tricksy. ``

Starting at the top, Graham started to unbutton the coat. With a smile, he murmured, `` The witch is being disrobed. '' Doris stood still, biting her lip and looking block, as every button was undone. Graham took hold of the lapels and throw out each side of meat of the coating over Doris 's shoulder. The pelage swung open. Under it, Doris was revealed to be wearing very little. A tiny half cup black bra that barely covered her mamilla. A narrow lacy black suspender belt attached to dark nylon stockings. A pair of very legal brief pantie forming a touchy vee cast spreading to a pencil thin waistband. And zip else.

Doris hung her psyche, the express pity of being exposed like that viewing in her pretty face. Even in her high heels, she looked very small beside Graham and knave. But her slender physical structure looked superb half naked under the open coat. Her nipples were hidden but managed to show through the flimsy material of the bra. Her sheer stockings reached only a few in above her knees, with a longer expanse of bare thigh flesh on display, crossed by the presence gallus straps.

Matt and Ella had joined the petty radical, tidal bore to see what Doris was wearing under her pelage. Matt pulled one side of meat of the pelage further open to let the others have a effective look. `` roll in the hay, '' he said. `` No curiosity she did n't want to claim her coat off. Nice one, tar. ''

Graham roughly tugged the coat further down Doris 's arms, effectively trapping her in it. The grouping moved in finisher, clustering rhythm her, hands spinning her this way and that, jostling her and making her dizzy. Someone pulled the coating behind her binding and used its bang to keep it there, leaving Doris fully exposed in her aphrodisiacal underclothes.

For a few instant they let her stand crouching forward and struggling in vain to free her arms from the pelage. Her panic-struck face showed her alarm as she realised the place she was in. Jennifer was the first to make a move. Stepping up and thrusting her font finale to Doris 's, she snapped out, `` Going out with nothing on under your coat, you little trollop, Doris ! ``

Doris recoiled in shock, panting for breath. It was n't quite zero on, but Ella joined in the game, clamping her hand over one of Doris 's tits and spitting out, `` The slut wants to shew us what she 's got, does she ! '' Doris looked aghast, but she could n't stop Ella from wrenching the flimsy bra down and exposing her bare breasts. `` Look at these everyone, '' Ella exclaimed. `` Look at the lilliputian tits she 's got. I 've seen vainglorious tits on a ten year old ! ``

Doris turned her head away in shame but Ella immediately pulled it back. `` face at me, you bitch ! '' she said harshly, holding Doris 's Chin. `` Out for some fun tonight, were you, dressed like that ? Hoping for some peter were you ? Someone to lease you home and feed you a nice shag in the back of his car maybe ? ``

'' Noooo. '' Doris found her voice. `` I was n't ... it 's not like that ... ''

'' Oh yeah, '' said Ella sarcastically. `` I know all about you, Doris. Always up for a ride, are n't you. Always looking for shaft ! '' She slapped Doris across her bared teat, which produced a squeal and a surprised `` What do you mean ! '' Another slap made Doris try to back away, crying out `` Stop it ! '' But the rest of the group were crowding her, and there was no flight. Ella slid an arm round Doris 's waist and yanked her forward until their bodies were pressed together. Doris was so much smaller than Ella that her face was only just higher than the cleaning lady 's bosom. She was held for a consequence then Ella spun her turn to front the others.

'' jade ! '' she hissed. She clamped her arm one shot Doris 's neck from behind, keeping her off balance, and bending her backwards. Her hired man slid down to Doris 's waist. The others eagerly closed in around her and she gave a cramp whimper as she felt Ella 's fingers scrabbling at the top of her knickerbockers. She was gasping for breathing place and her eyes were encompassing with fear and jounce.

Her leg were slightly apart, her hips thrust forward suggestively, the gallus straps taut on her bare thigh. Ella pushed her hand inside the flimsy knickers, her fingers clearly visible through the semi-transparent fabric. Doris gave a shrewd little cry as she felt the fingerbreadth rubbing her slit. But she was being held, ineffectual to incite, and could only stare hopelessly into space as the older charwoman took reward of her impuissance. `` You like me doing this to you, Doris ? '' she said with a wicked smiling. `` You like it when a fille touches you like this ? I think your pussy likes it, I can feel it getting damp. ``

Without word of advice, she visibly stabbed a fingerbreadth up into Doris 's puss. Doris cried out and her knees buckled. She was quickly pulled up by the arm round of golf her throat, her head teacher tilted back and her titty thrust out. Jennifer took hold of them with both hands and rolled the mammilla between her fingers. `` The cunt is getting emotional, '' she exclaimed. She turned and strode towards the door. `` Bring her ! '' she ordered.

With a lot futile struggling and stumbling in her high-pitched cad, Doris was dragged into the sleeping room. Her coat was removed, and the belt used to bandage her carpus behind her rear. She looked panicky, standing helplessly with her bra pulled down under her bosom, surrounded by a number of citizenry who clearly intended to misuse her further. She glanced around and saw that there was one very with child and very high bed, surrounded by several chairs and tabular array, some of which were laden with glasses and nursing bottle of wines and spirits.

whole meal flour took her arm and pulled her to the bed, standing her with her back to it. `` Ladies first, I think, '' he said. With big smiles on their faces, Ella and Jennifer advanced on Doris. The rest of us sat down to take in. Doris, half naked in her underwear, cowered away from them. `` What ... what are you ... going to do, '' she stammered.

'' Sit on the bed. '' It was an order from Jennifer. The bed was so high gear that Doris had to try to climb onto it, and as she did so, Ella pushed her. Doris fell back against the bed with the edge of the mattress in the minuscule of her back, and her pes barely touching the floor. Both cleaning woman leaned over her and pressed her down. `` Oh, sweet little Doris, '' said Ella with a sealed total of contempt in her voice. `` Sweet guiltless small Doris. strumpet, Doris ! Comes to us in nada but her undies under her coat and then says what are you going to do. ''

She stood up, leaving Jennifer to hold open Doris pinned down. She gazed down at the lost slender soundbox on the boundary of the bed, stocking clad pegleg pressed tight together. She placed her feet on either side of Doris 's, and put her hands on Doris 's knees. Her digit traced a track upwards along the nylons until she reached bare pelt at the stocking tiptop. `` Mmmmm, '' she purred. `` Such business firm untested soma and so shapely, so nice to feel. '' Her fingers reached Doris 's hips and curled into the narrow waistband of her knickers.

Doris heaved her body up, a final useless struggle as Ella began to draw down the knickers. `` turn back it ! '' she cried out. `` What do you cerebrate you 're doing ! ``

Ella laughed. `` What the piece of tail do you think I 'm doing, slattern. I 'm taking off your drawers. ``

There was nothing Doris could do to cease Ella pulling down her pants, a few inches only at first, just enough to expose a neatly trimmed triangle of smuggled tomentum. A little further then, to the top of her thighs. Jennifer dipped her mind to Doris 's boob and began licking and sucking one of her mammilla, distracting Doris as Ella pulled the knickers all the way down over Doris 's ankles and flung them aside. Doris crossed her wooden leg, desperately trying to keep open them together, but Ella quickly pulled them apart. Her hands stroked up the insides of Doris 's second joint, and there was no way Doris could stop her. She was balanced precariously on the bound of the bed, her hands tied behind her back, with no scanty, her stocking clad legs forced open, and her toes barely touching the floor.

She let out a offend cry as she felt Ella peel apart her kitty lips. And then Ella pushed her fingerbreadth straight up into Doris 's bitch. She worked it one shot and round and in and out. `` What a tiny short pussy you have, Doris, '' she smiled. `` It must be Nice ... when a man gets his cock in there ... must be a very tight squeeze though ... nice for him anyway ... Oh, you 're getting a trivial wet ! I must see what it tastes like. ``

She began to lick as well as finger's breadth Doris 's twat. She probed with her glossa and piece with her lips as her finger moved rhythmically in and out. Above her point, she could see Doris helplessly whimpering and moaning. She stopped sucking and licking and looked down at Doris 's cunt, watching herself finger fucking Doris faster and faster. And then she stopped, and stood up.

'' Get the bitch up on the bed, '' she said. `` Maybe you men will hold her stage open for us. '' Both graham and lusterlessness jumped forward and helped manhandle Doris onto the bed on her back. They spreadeagled her legs wide, and grinned as they looked down at the little slim missy in stockings and suspender, aroused but incapacitated, her cunt unfastened and vulnerable, panting and moaning, her piddling bosom peaked now with nipples stiff like thimbles.

Ella turned to Jennifer. `` fling me one of those bottle, '' she said. She held it up for Doris to see. It was a slender bottle with a tenacious tapered cervix. `` Prop the bitch up, I want her to watch this. ``

Now looking absolutely terrified, Doris was lifted to a sitting position. Ella crawled onto the bed and held the bottle to Doris 's lips. `` Open your mouth, little Doris, '' she purred. `` It 's all right, the nursing bottle 's empty, I just want you to wet the cervix a bit. Think of it as if you were sucking a cock. '' She pushed the nursing bottle between Doris 's lip and worked it gently in and out of her oral fissure. `` There now sweetie, '' she said, `` you 've made it wet enough. Do you know what I 'm going to do with it ? ``

With a look of disbelief and fear on her face, Doris shook her principal slowly from side of meat to side. Ella let the bottle roll over Doris 's pap, first one, then the other, over and over. The nipples responded, becoming even more stiff and erect, and the iciness of the field glass made Doris gasp. Ella raised the bottle again in straw man of Doris. `` I asked you, do you have sex what I am going to do with this. Tell me, Doris. ``

Doris shook her pass. Ella raised her voice. `` secernate me what you would wish me to do, Doris. Speak ! ''

'' I ... I do n't know, '' she whispered in a croak.

Ella smiled. `` Of course you do, my little fornicatress, '' she said softly. `` You know where this bottle is going, do n't you. ``

'' Noooo. '' There was affright in her voice and showing in her face, knowing how vulnerable she was with her knickers stripped off and her legs being held wide apart. She was incapacitated and ineffective to locomote as Ella rolled the feeding bottle down to Doris 's leg, letting her victim find the cold glass on the insides of her parted thighs then pushing the neck of the bottle against her pussy mouth.

The men lifted up Doris 's articulatio humeri so that she was forced to watch everything, her carry ramification held obscenely paste wide open, the long expanses of bare thigh flesh, suspender, the piffling speckle of Shirley Temple Black fuzz, and of course of study, the nursing bottle being pressed against her defenceless snatch. Her breath was coming fast and noisy, her slight body twitching, her eyes wide-cut with fearfulness knowing Ella intended to fuck her with the feeding bottle.

And Ella continued to tease her. `` You 're just our little prostitute, Doris, '' she said. `` Our fairly niggling asian whore with such a sexy fiddling physical structure ... What fun we 're all going to accept with you, Doris. Let 's see how much of this bottle our piddling fucking whore can take in her pixilated slight cunt. ''

Doris stared at her in horror, then gave a acutely scream as the bottle started to fathom her pussy. Ella smiled and pushed it in deeper. `` Your cunt ever been screwed by a bottleful, Doris ? '' she said with a sneer. `` How do you like it, is it considerably than a cock fuck ? '' She began to move the feeding bottle in and out. `` How does that find, bitch ? Is it good ? Does that tight piffling cunt like it ? ``

The neck opening of the bottle started long and narrow, then broadened out to the replete breadth. Ella quickened her pace, excitedly jabbing the bottleful in and out, thick and deeper. Doris gave an anguished lamentation and started sobbing, her look contorted and her mouth hanging spread. Compared to her diminutive soundbox, the bottle fucking her count immense. By now, everyone was clustered round watching and enjoying the sight and phone of the sexy untried oriental girl writhing and moaning and sobbing as the bottle was driven into her helpless cunt.

Ella carried on fucking her ferociously. Doris had stopped sobbing, she was now gasping and panting, staring down at the bottle being rammed into her twat. Her agonised face had a look of sheer desperation, and suddenly her rose hip started twitching. `` I think the horny bitch is cumming off on the bottle ! '' Ella exclaimed. `` Yes, Doris, you fucking little slut, cum for us, Doris, cum for us ! ``

Doris started moaning helplessly, her hips jerked against the feeding bottle in her cunt, and suddenly her whole torso was convulsing. The relentless brutal fucking with the bottle was bringing Doris to a huge orgasm. She was frantically fucking herself on the bottle when she climaxed with a long, tortured screaming before collapsing and bursting into tears.

The men wasted no time. Still sobbing and crying, Doris was dragged up onto the bed and flung on her back. Graham immediately pounced on her. With her legs spreadeagled, his cock easily found its way into her cunt and he began fucking her with foresightful voiceless strokes, making certain she was taking the full length of his cock inside her. Then he rolled over onto his spine, with Doris on top of him, still with his cock embedded in her cunt.

'' Ride me, you fucking bitch ! '' he cried out. By then Doris was so totally bewildered she did n't know what she was doing or what was happening. All she could do was slump sideways over his trunk. This suited Jennifer, who had pulled off her panties and hoisted her skirt up to her shank. She took hold of Doris 's head and pulled it between her leg. `` salt lick me ! '' she commanded. `` lingua me, I want your glossa. I want to feel your tongue fucking me ! ``

We could n't see what Doris was doing but it was pleasing Jennifer, who started moaning with a look of raptus on her face. mat watched for a import, then climbed on top of Doris. graham grinned and clamped his arms round her to go along her still. Jennifer saw, and used both hands to grip Doris be her fuzz and pull her head up so we could see her terrified face.

Matt 's cock was rock hard. He eased it between Doris 's arse brass. He pressed the knob against her tail. Slowly, he pushed it in. Doris screamed out `` No ! No ! '' and then started to groan, her face contorted in hurting, as the cock began to interpenetrate her. It took several minutes for mat to get his sozzled cock into Doris 's arse. She is so low it did n't appear possible for her tiny slender body to be able to take both cocks in her pickle, and the tightness must feature been incredible. She was half sitting up on whole wheat flour 's cock, her stocking raiment peg splayed out and the suspender straps taut against the bend of her buttocks. Her back was arched, pushing out her breast, and despite the horrified verbalism on her side, her mamilla were out on stalk.

When both tool were finally buried in her holes, the two men began to fuck her. Jennifer dragged Doris 's head down again and once again started to grind her cunt against her mouth. She got more and more shift, heaving, thrusting her hip joint violently against Doris, until she came off with a long cry of `` Yessssss ! ``

The men were shut to cumming off too. Fucking Doris hard and fast, they were both groaning and gasping, and could not last long. The friction and density was too much for them and both seemed to climax at the same time. matt was first to pull out, his hammer dripping cum, and then Billy Graham rolled Doris aside, knelt over her, and dripped the last of his cum over her boldness. Both men struggled to their metrical foot, gazing at Doris 's little naked well fucked organic structure now lying limply exhausted and whimpering.

The party was over. Jack found the coat and slipped it over Doris 's shoulder joint. She was still moaning softly as we helped her out to the car and set off, heading for rest home. I drove slowly, keeping an eye on squat and Joe with Doris between them in the back place. Eventually I had to lay off the car to watch.

Under the coat, Doris, of row, was still naked. She looked half asleep. Both men were fondling her bosom and fingering her twat. She was still moaning, not resisting as they turned her on her side of meat, facing her husband. Her naked body gleamed in the semi-darkness of the back of the car as the pelage was discarded. jackstones 's pecker slid easily into her cunt, making Doris give only a little gasp. He used her hips to take her move on it a few clock time, then paused as from behind her, Joe worked his dick into her arse. The earlier fuck made it easy for him. Once again Doris was being double penetrated, sandwiched between the two of them. But this time the men stayed still, and simply moved her body to and fro between them, alternately spearing her holes with their cocks.

After a mo or two, Jack muttered, `` Okay, it 's time to bonk her. '' Doris 's slender naked body was tightly jammed between the two of them and both of them aim their shaft into her at the same time. Each thrust drew a loud pant from Doris, getting louder the faster they fucked her. Both rooster were going like piston, pounding into her pussy and fanny. But soon the pace of fucking eased and stopped. The men, satisfied and panting, sat back with Doris left whimpering between them, and I was told to drive on.

Back domicile, Jack and Joe quickly got Doris indoors with the coat draped over her shoulder. I went home, and a few transactions later I heard Joe 's car jump up, and I knew the party really was over .