Date: Fri, 18 Feb 2000 17:47:17 EST
From: Anonymous
Subject: 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