"God! Look at the cunt go!" The circle of men crowded in closer. On the floor, a lush-bodied brunette writhed wildly, totally naked. One of the men crouched between her wide-spread thighs. He shoved his hand far up her crotch, holding apart her brown-furred pussy lips. He began ramming the fingers of his other hand brutally in and out of her cunt. A wet sucking sound could clearly be heard over the low murmur of the watching men.
"Oh, God! Quit torturing me!" the woman cried desperately. "Fuck me! Somebody shove a cock up my cunt!" Some of the men snickered. Carol, the nude, writhing woman, knew they were laughing at her. Laughing at her shameless, insatiable lust. But, right at the moment, she didn't care. All that mattered was the burning hunger inside her cunt. "I need to be fucked!" she pleaded. The man kneeling between her quivering thighs, a short, stocky man with a heavy moustache, smiled. "You want something up your cunt, baby?" "Oh, yes ... please!" "Something bigger than my fingers?" "Yes ... yes ... big . please, big!"
Smirking, the kneeling man turned to another man standing near. "Hand me that big green thing," he said. The other man seemed surprised for a moment. "This?" he asked, holding up an enormous zucchini squash. "Sure." Steve, the short, stocky man, took the squash. "Here it is, baby. Something a hell of a lot bigger than my fingers." "A cock ... I want a cock," Carol moaned, hardly able to make out the squash. Her eyes were fogged with lust.
Steve caressingly ran one hand up and down the huge green shaft. "Take it or leave it," he said. Carol eyed the zucchini with distaste. She knew she should tell this rotten little man to go to hell, but, her cunt ached to be filled. Filled with anything!
"Shove it in me," the girl whimpered. Filled with shame to be acting like this in front of the men, she closed her eyes, waiting for Steve to ram the big vegetable up her cunt. But Steve surprised her. "Uh-uh," he grunted. "You do it. You shove the fucking thing up your own cunt!" Carol's eyes flew open. She saw from the hot glint in Steve's eyes that he meant what he said. "Why are you humiliating me like this?" she whispered.
But she knew she was humiliating herself. Her greatest shame was the insatiable sexual hunger of her own body. "Give it to me," she whimpered. Taking the oversized squash, Carol fondled it for a moment. The cool green skin was smooth under her stroking fingers. God, it was big! Maybe she'd finally found something big enough to satisfy her! Drawing up her legs, Carol spread them wide, stretching her cunt as far open as it would go. Aiming the smaller, rounder end of the -squash at her cunt, she proceeded to shove it inside.
But the squash was so big it overlapped her cuntlips. Carol reached down and pried the fleshy pods apart, spreading them so that they clasped the blunt end of the zucchini like stretched rubber bands. Then she started to ram the obscene green dildo up her snatch.
"Jesus!" one of the watching men muttered. "She'll never get it up into that tight hole." "Don't you believe it," the man next to him said. "When Carol wants something up her cunt, she finds a way." The first man, a slender blond young man, watched fascinated as the squirming girl fought to work the squash into her juicy cunt. The muscles in her arms tightened as she shoved hard. Her face was blank with determination. But the mammoth vegetable didn't go in until the girl started twisting it, screwing it up into her cunt.
"Jesus ... she's doing it!" the blond man cried. He watched Carol's cuntlips spread open, so far open he thought for a moment they were going to split. Carol's clit hung, pink and swollen, only a fraction of an inch above the relentlessly sliding shaft. "Aaaaahhhhh," Carol moaned as she felt herself being fucked with the long thick rod. Its hard skin pushed past her tender inner tissues, pulling at the soft flesh. She felt herself spreading open inside.
Finally, the blunt end of the zucchini butted against the far end of her cunt. "She's done it. It's in all the way!" one of the men exclaimed. The big green shaft was buried as far up inside Carol's cunt as it would go. But at least a foot of its slippery green length still protruded out past her plump pussy lips.
"Now watch her," the young blond man was told. After taking a moment to regain her breath, Carol gripped the end of the zucchini tightly, then began pulling it slowly back out of her cunt. The watching men could see her tender pussy flesh clinging to the rod as it withdrew. When it was almost all the way out, Carol halted a moment, obviously gathering all her strength. The long green staff glistened with her pussy juices.
Then she rammed it back up inside. "Uuuunnn-ggghhh," the girl moaned as she drove the bloated phallus into her cunt. Her eyes bulged, her mouth gaped with shock as she felt her cunt so brutally fucked. It hurt a little, but she loved it. Never had she been so filled. "I don't believe it!" the blond man said in awe. Carol was ramming the squash in and out of her cunt with a wild abandon. Her face distorted with passion, the beautiful young woman writhed and twisted on the floor as she raped her cunt with the huge cudgel.
The young man felt his cock swelling in his pants. He heard the sound of zippers, and staring around him, saw that several of the men had pulled out their cocks. Watching Carol, they were eagerly jerking on their growing rods, their hands squeezing the swelling shafts. The young man pulled out his own cock. As his fingers closed around the fleshy prick, he wished he could shove its bloated length into Carol's voracious snatch.
Unfortunately, her hungry cunt was already occupied. He watched as Carol's fucking speeded up. The squash was now a green, glistening blur, churning in and out of her wet cunt. "Jesus! She's gonna come," the young man observed. There was no mistaking the urgent reactions of her body. "Don't worry, kid," the man next to him said. "The first few times this broad gets it off only makes her hornier. Before the night's over, she'll probably fuck everybody here half to death."
With a whimpering cry, Carol seized hold of the butt end of the zucchini and shoved it up into her cunt one last time. The men's expressions turned to fascination when Carol's face spasmed wildly. Then her legs shot out straight to the sides and she began to tremble all over. "AAAAAIIIYYYY!" she wailed. "I'm COOOOMMMIIINNNGGG!"
Twitching and writhing, the climaxing young woman howled and whimpered, her hands screwing the zucchini deeper into her shuddering cunt. The blond man could see pussy juice ooze back out around the thick shaft. Carol's stomach muscles were jerking and quivering uncontrollably. As he watched, the man's cock grew harder and harder.
Finally Carol's hands dropped limply from the zucchini. It remained embedded in her cunt, quivering and jerking as her pussy muscles continued spasming. "I've got to fuck her," the young man gritted. He began pulling off his clothes. In a moment he was naked, his erect cock dancing and swaying as he moved toward the girl. "Hey! We got us a volunteer," Steve crowed. "How the hell are you going to top that last act?" The young man ignored Steve. He didn't like the short noisy man. Crouching between Carol's spread legs, he prepared to fuck the girl.
He grabbed the protruding zucchini and tried to pull it out of Carol's cunt, but it was so slippery with her cunt juices his fingers slid off. He tried again, this time digging his fingers deep into the big vegetable. It came out slowly, inch by inch. "Ooooohhhh," Carol groaned. The young man was amazed how tightly the zucchini fit inside her snug cunt. Carol must have been insane with passion to have worked it in and out of her cunt so powerfully. The squash came out with a slurping sound. The young man watched Carol's cunt gape open a moment, then swiftly close, until all that was visible was a tight little pucker.
This girl must have the most elastic cunt in the world! he thought. He hoped so, because his cock was nowhere near the size of the squash. If it had stretched her open, he would be rattling around inside that hot little box like dice in a cup. Moving in closer, the young man rammed the tip of his cock between Carol's cuntlips. As soon as she felt his cock-head press against her snatch, the girl's eyes flew open.
"Oh, yes," she panted. "Shove your cock up my snatch. I want a real prick in my cunt." His cock thundered up into her cunt. He was amazed: She was so tight it almost hurt him. Her cunt had easily recovered from the stretching effects of the squash.
"Jesus," he moaned as he began to fuck in and out of the smooth wet hole. Carol quivered and moaned beneath him. "Kiss me, lover," she panted.. Her arms circled his neck, pulling him down. As their lips met, he felt her tongue worming into his mouth. The girl could kiss as well as she could fuck. "Deeper ... harder!" Carol panted. Her heels hooked behind the man's ass, urging his cock farther up into her desperate cunt. He cooperated, fucking as hard as he could. His loins were slapping loudly against the insides of her soft thighs. Her ass-cleft was swallowing up his bloated balls.
Then another naked man was kneeling next to him: The young man saw the newcomer trying to stuff his long hard cock into Carol's mouth. "Suck on it, baby," he panted. Carol looked surprised for a moment. Her eyes crossed a little as she stared at the rubbery, shaft. Then her mouth opened hungrily, swallowing the big prick. "Aaaahhhhh," the man moaned ecstatically. He started slowly fucking his cock in and out of Carol's eagerly sucking mouth.
More naked men crowded in. Carol saw them out of the corners of her eyes. As two men knelt on either side of her, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around their swollen cocks. Carol was now surrounded by four hard cocks. One in her cunt, one in her mouth, and one in either hand. She loved every one of them. She tried to give each equal attention. Her pussy muscles clamped rhythmically around the one in her cunt.
She sucked hard on the one sawing in and out of her mouth. She pulled and tugged at those in her hands. The young man fucking Carol's cunt had never imagined anything so erotic. At first he had expected to be offended as the other men crowded in on the woman he was fucking, but he found himself concentrating on Carol.
Fascinated, he watched the way Carol sucked on the cock in her mouth. Her lips were stretched into thin pink lines, ovaled around the plunging shaft. She obviously was taking a couple of inches of it down her throat. The man was ramming it so far into her mouth that her nose was half-buried in his -crinkly crotch hair. Looking to the sides, the young man saw two other cocks only inches away, pointing at him as Carol tugged at their fleshy lengths. That made him a -little nervous, but not nervous enough to stop fucking. Never had he felt a cunt nibble so hungrily at his cock.
"Come on ... hurry up ... don't be hogs . . . " some of those watching heckled. Looking around, the young man saw that almost all of the other men were now naked. They stood around in a circle, awaiting their turns. The hell with them, the young man thought. She's mine until I come, and I'm going to make it last.
The man with his cock in Carol's mouth came first. Suddenly he stiffened, and his head jerked back. "Aaaaaahhhh," he moaned. The young man watched him desperately grasp Carol's hair. Holding tightly, he jerked her head up against his loins, holding it tightly as he fucked in and out of her hotly sucking mouth. The young man saw the other man's cock begin to shudder and jerk as he started to come. The swollen tube pulsed and spasmed, pumping its hot load deep into the girl's throat.
Carol choked and spluttered, trying desperately to swallow the sudden flood of thick cum. The young man watched her gasp, trying to swallow the cum, but thick streams of the creamy jizz gushed out past her lips and pooled in the hollows of her neck.
Then choked cries on either side told him the other two men were coming. He watched a stream of jizz shoot through the air and splatter over Carol's -tits. A quick glance to the other side showed that the cock in Carol's left hand was about to shoot off too. The bulbous head was swelling larger and larger, looking like a fleshy doorknob protruding from the girl's clutching fingers.
"Jesus!" the young man exclaimed as a hot burst of cum sprayed over his back. He wanted to writhe away, but hated to take his cock out of Carol's clasping cunt. And then it didn't matter any more. Suddenly he was coming. He heard Carol wailing in orgasm under him as his boiling jizz jetted up into her womb. He held her tight, his chest slithering over her cum-drenched tits. Panting and moaning, he felt his cum rushing up from his drum-tight balls, spewing from the end of his shuddering cock.
"Okay, buddy, give somebody else a turn," he heard someone say. Eager hands peeled him from Carol's still-bucking body. Another man replaced him, ramming his ready cock unceremoniously up into the girl's dripping cunt.
"More ... more . . . " Carol panted. She tried to kiss the man, but the sight of thick strings of cum smeared over her lips made him pull back. But his cock stayed in Carol's cunt. Raising up on stiffened arms, the man began pounding his iron-hard cock as far up into the girl's gushing snatch as it would go. Another cock slid into her mouth. She sucked eagerly. Her lush hips undulated against the man fucking her. She was off again.
One man after another fucked Carol. She writhed, she moaned, she came. Cum dribbled down her cheeks and matted in her thick dark hair. Her thighs and belly were slippery with jism. Finally there was nobody left to fuck the frantically aroused young woman. She lay on the floor panting. "Just a little more ... just one more hard cock," she begged. Her face was flushed, her eyes glittering with passion.
"God! Is she this way all the time?" the young blond man asked. "She gets worse and worse," somebody said. "Not that anybody's complaining," another added. "God, can she fuck!" But the young man was disturbed by Carol's behavior and he suspected she was, too. Although she begged to be fucked, and obviously needed to be fucked there was something degrading, shameful about the way she let herself be used by so many men, most of whom she didn't even know. It was as if she were trying to drown part of herself in sexual humiliation.
She sure as hell was sexy,. though. The young man looked regretfully down at his fucked-out cock. Just one more time he'd like to ram it into the girl's hungry cunt. "You want one more cock?" Steve said, leering down at the naked girl. He had an immense cock for such a short man. Long and thick with a huge helmet-shaped head, it dangled limply between his meaty thighs.
"Please ... just one more," Carol begged. She heard herself begging and hated herself for it. But after the way she had been treated for the past few days, after her constant humiliation, after the way her body had betrayed her, what else could she do?
"Okay, one more cock," Steve chortled. Then he whistled. "Rajah, here, boy," he called. There was a movement back in the shadows on the far side of the room and an enormous black Belgian sheep dog trotted into the crowded room. "No. . . not here ... please," Carol
begged. "One of you men do it." "You've pulled all the mustard out of my weenie," Steve leered. He flicked his limp dick. "It's Rajah or no one."
Carol wasn't prepared for this. She wanted Rajah to be something private. There was nothing else private in this miserable place. "Oh, shit, watch this," one of the men said excitedly. "She's going to fuck the dog." The young man's mouth gaped open. He couldn't believe it. But sure enough, Carol was rolling slowly over, onto all fours. Her ripe lovely ass wiggled back toward the dog.
"Here's some raw meat for you, Fido," Steve boomed at the dog. His voice obviously hurt the animal's sensitive ears. It shrank back. "Here, take a sniff," Steve said. Sliding one hand between Carol's thighs, he inserted two fingers into her pussy slit, scooping out some of the thick goo. He shoved his hand near the dog's nose. Immediately Rajah looked more interested. Sniffing, he followed Steve's hand back toward Carol's loins.
"Come on, boy ... up ... up," Steve urged, patting Carol's ass. The dog shoved his nose closer, finally ramming it up into Carol's pussy slit. "Ah!" she blurted out as she felt the cold nose pushing into her heated cunt. Her body jerked, but back toward the dog, not away. Then Rajah's long, thick tongue shot out, digging deep into the moist gash. "Mmmmnnnnnn," Carol moaned. Quivering, she crouched on hands and knees, her head down, concentrating on the feel of that marvelous tongue against her cunt flesh.
"Look! The dog's getting a hard-on!" a man said. The young man could see a flash of pink underneath the animal's lean , belly. A long, needle-shaped cock began slipping out into the open, red and glistening.
"Come on, boy ... up ... up . . . " Steve repeated. The young man thought he was going to be sick as the big dog suddenly reared up. His strong forelegs clamped around Carol's slender waist. Balanced on his hind legs, he danced in close, his enormous scarlet cock jerking and twitching.
"Sometimes you gotta help him," Steve said. He tried to guide the dog's massive prick up into Carol's pussy. But almost immediately the dog's cock began to shrink. He hopped down and acted as if he wanted to go back to his quiet corner. "Hey! All you guy's are making him nervous," Steve bellowed. "Let's try and keep it down." With a great deal of coaxing, Steve managed to get the dog to mount the crouching girl again. But when he reached out to take hold of the dog's cock, the big animal growled menacingly. Steve ducked back, his face pale.
"Here ... let me help," the young man said impulsively. He knelt down next to Carol and the dog. "Good boy ... take -it easy," he crooned. Sensing the kindness in his manner, Rajah calmed down. But his cock stayed hard. Now the dog began to show more interest. He shuffled in closer, his cock-tip searching for the girl's cuntal opening.
"Need some help?" the young man asked. He debated taking hold of the dog's long cock. "L-Let me do it," Carol suddenly blurted. "Oooohhhh ... I need him in me. He's such a good fuck!" Reaching underneath her body, the panting girl wrapped her slender fingers around the dog's needle-pointed rod. "Spread my pussy lips," she begged the young man.
He felt a warm rush of lust pour over him as he heard the girl's lewd words. Even though he was beginning to feel sorry for the girl, he could feel hot waves of sensuality radiating from her. Jesus! The woman was a bottomless pit of sexuality!
Then his fingers were digging into her soft wet cunt flesh. He pried her pussy lips apart, the tips of his fingers slipping and sliding. He could feel the dog's incredibly hard cock slithering into place, digging into the softly convulsing opening to Carol's cunt. Rajah, once he felt something soft and hot and wet closing around his cock, reacted instinctively. The big dog's lean, powerful loins slammed forward. Wham! Wham! Wham! With machine-gun speed, the scarlet prick slammed again and again into Carol's cunt.
"Aaaaihyyyyy," the girl wailed. She could never get over the incredible assault of the dog's ferocious fucking. There was no mercy, no tenderness. Just relentless pounding. And his cock was so hard! As if it had a steel core barely covered by a thin layer of slippery skin. "Aaaahhhh!" she cried. She could barely stand it! The animal's cock up inside her cunt was driving her crazy!
Almost as exciting as the relentless drumming of the animal's big prick was the knowledge of how obscene she must look, crouched on the floor like a bitch in heat, as a brute animal fucked into her from behind. And all those men watching. Carol blushed with shame, a delicious shame as she cringed and wriggled under the lash of the dog's cock. Degraded, humiliated, why did she put up with it?
For the sex. Oh, God, but it was good to get fucked, even if the men were only using her as a convenient sheath for their hungry cocks. Better to be used and humiliated than ignored. She had learned that lesson well enough.
Carol could feel the ecstasy building inside her belly. Rajah's cock was drumming so far into her! Just another few seconds ... AAAAAGGGGHHHHH! The young man flinched as Carol's wild cry rang out. For a moment he wondered if the dog had hurt her. But then he saw the look of wild abandon and lust on her lovely face. She loved it. The young man's hopes faded. For the past few minutes he had been daydreaming about rescuing her from this bunch of lusting, snickering men.
As he watched Carol crouching dejectedly in front of Rajah while Steve tried to get the animal to fuck her, he had suddenly understood that she was certainly being held here against her will-a sex-slave. But when he saw her start to come as the dog fucked wildly into her snug cunt, he had another thought. Carol was a prisoner, all right. But to herself. To her own weird lust. To the insatiable urges of her depraved sex drive.
His thoughts were driven home as Rajah suddenly began to yip loudly. Moments later, thick yellow drops of animal sperm spewed back out Carol's cunt and ran in slow trails down the backs of her thighs. She writhed uncontrollably as the dog shot its load into her cunt. The dog ran down first. While Carol was still humping and jerking, he pulled his fast-shrinking cock out of the girl's snatch. Looking around at the cheering men, Rajah went back to his corner. Lying down, he began licking his cock clean.
Carol seemed to be worn out. She slid slowly forward, lying-prone in a pool of sex juices. "God! Did you ever see anything like that before?" one man. blurted out. "Jesus, I'm going to see if I can get more of that." The young man saw the man's cock had grown hard as he watched Carol being dog-fucked. "I've never had my cock up where a dog came before, but I guess there's a first time for everything," the man grunted, starting forward.
The young man wanted to cry out, `Leave her alone!' but to his surprise, Carol rolled over when the man started caressing her ass, holding her arms mindlessly out to him. She seemed eager, willing, yet beyond the mask of lust on her face, the young man thought he saw something charming and fragile. A fine and sensitive woman. How had she ever got into a mess like this?
Chapter Two
"I need a fuck," Carol Jacobs told herself. How long since she'd even dared think about such a thing? Two months? Three months? And how long had she been driving? It seemed like an eternity, driving, driving, trying to run away from Frank's memory. And trying to run away from her own lust. It was all coming back now. The dullness was fading. She could think about Frank now a little more rationally. If she could only get rid of the guilt.
She knew she shouldn't feel any guilt. It was Frank's weakness, not her own sins that had made him commit suicide. But sometimes guilt is stronger than rationality. It hadn't helped when he'd caught her in bed with Harold. But what else could he expect after virtually ignoring her sexual needs for the best part of a year?
Carol's sex drive had always been too much for Frank. Not at first, of course, when he had romanced her as a timid, young virgin. Then he had felt in control, the leader, the man, training a wide-eyed girl how to fuck. But Carol learned fast. Among other things, she learned she loved to fuck. And that she had a talent for it. The more her own sexuality grew, the more Frank's diminished. "You scare the hell out of me," he had finally told her after one particularly wild fuck. After that he'd barely touched her.
So, after months of frantic horniness, Carol had let herself be sucked in by Harold. Another weakling, actually, a psychiatrist who was just as afraid of women as Frank. Women who like to fuck and knew it, that is.
But he could protect himself behind a screen of psychological jargon. Anytime he felt threatened, he analyzed the problem, usually leaving Carol fuming with wrath and growing more and more confused. At least he fucked, if not very well, always trying some new, face-saving, mechanical technique in "total body awareness", or "sexual personality integration", or some other crap that helped him avoid actually meeting a woman face to face, body to body.
It was Harold who actually began implanting guilt in Carol's mind. Guilt for her enthusiastic joy over getting fucked. So she was ripe for self guilt when Frank blew his brains out. Carol tried to tell herself that Frank probably would have done it anyhow. If he hadn't found her in bed with Harold, then he would have done it over his failing business, or over some long-held notion his parents had never loved him. Or even over the weather. He was gutless.
But all her life, like everybody else, Carol had been taught to believe women were weak and helpless, and men were towers of strength. Her rather pushy attempts at self-assertion had already begun to make her uneasy. Who was she to buck the system? Harold had further shaken her by trying to help the independent young woman adjust. Frank's suicide had driven the last nail home. Her punishment for sexual precocity had manifested itself in the destruction of others.
Guilty, guilty, guilty. For the last three months, Carol's sex drive had completely dried up. The very thought of doing something so potentially dangerous to others made her sick. Her time had at first been taken up by settling Frank's estate. He may have been a failure in business, but his inherent timidness had made him a fervent buyer of life insurance. Carol was suddenly rather well off. Blood money, she called it. But she didn't give it away.
Eventually, sitting around the empty house had begun to drive her out of her mind. Carol bought a new car and started to travel. Just driving, no place in particular, crossing the country. By the time she got to California, subtle changes had taken place in her mind and body. The farther she went, the less oppressed she felt. Her sex drive began to return. Sitting all day, jiggling gently as she drove along, her pussy squeezed softly between her thighs and she began to have reactions. Then suddenly she realized it. "I need a fuck."
But how? Who? Just pick up some bum along the road? Jesus, why not? That would certainly be simple. Then she saw him, the hitchhiker. Carol had been heading up into the mountains. Along the winding road she saw a bearded young man with his thumb out. On an impulse she pulled over and stopped.
"Gee, thanks," he said as he clambered into the front seat. "You going all the way up to the top of the mountain?" "I-I guess so," Carol replied. How strange to have a man sitting next to her again. She sneaked a glance. Her passenger was older than she had thought at first, around thirty. There was a disorganized wildness about him, the way his hair stuck out in every which direction. The mad glitter of his bright blue eyes. But, not a dangerous wildness.
"My car broke down,". he told her. "So I have to hitchhike when I want to go down to the coast." "You live up here?" "Up in the town on the crest. You just passing through?" "I suppose so."
For the next ten minutes neither Carol nor the hitchhiker said much. She learned his name was Chris. A slow sexual tension began to build. Both Carol and Chris felt it. Carol felt a boiling heat growing between her thighs. She forgot about her driving. "Hey, don't you think you're driving a little too fast in these hills? They're steep as hell," Chris finally warned her. "You're liable to overheat."
Carol smiled inwardly. She already was overheating. She wondered if he could smell her bubbling cunt. Then she glanced down at the temperature gauge. "Oh, my! It's clear in the red," she said. Now they could both smell the overheated engine. It was only a couple more miles into the mountain village. By the time Carol pulled into the only service station, a plume of steam was jetting out from under the hood.
"I'm, afraid the head might be cracked," the station attendant told her. "Oh, is it hard to fix?" "Not too bad, but it'll take us a few days to get the parts. I'm afraid you're stuck." "Oh, darn," Carol said, not really meaning it. She was tired of just driving. "Is there a hotel here?" "Afraid not. There used to be one but it went bust. Most everbody just passes through now." "I've got a cabin just a little ways off," Chris volunteered. "You're welcome to stay until your car's fixed."
Carol suspected a certain amount of winking behind her back had been going on between Chris and the mechanic. But she didn't care. Taking a long look at Chris and liking once again what she saw, she decided to accept. "If it won't put you out too much," she said.
Chris' cabin was more than just a little way off. With Chris carrying most of her luggage, the two of them hiked about a mile and a half, mostly uphill. But it was a nice day and the scenery was beautiful. Tall pines covered the rugged slopes. It was spring, and the grass was thick.
Finally the cabin was in sight-not much to look at but sunk back in the midst of a thick stand of trees. Some squirrels dashed around on the roof. The interior was a mess. Collections of junk everywhere, but a pile of inviting cushions in front of the huge fireplace. "This is where you sleep," Christ said apologetically. "Joe and I have the bedrooms." "Joe?" "He's an old buddy of mine from the Army. He's staying here for a while."
Carol met Joe at dinner. She wasn't impressed. He was a dark, stocky man, almost offensively abrupt. His eyes swept hungrily over Carol's lush figure. By nightfall, Carol was nervous. Eye signals passed between Chris and Joe, and Joe went grumbling to his room. A creaking of springs from behind his closed door soon signified he was in bed. Chris brought Carol some blankets and helped her spread them out on the cushions in front of the fireplace. A warm blaze still flickered on the hearth: The game began.
"You look all worn out," Christ said. "My shoulders and back ache from all that driving," Carol admitted. "Want me to rub you down?" Carol pretended to hesitate. "That would be nice," she finally said. "Okay. You get out of some of those clothes, I'll go get some oil." Deciding she'd better not rush too fast, Carol left on her bra and panties and snuggled under the warm blankets. In a few minutes Chris returned and pulled down the blankets a little, baring her back.
He started to rub after pouring some oil on Carol's back. "I'm afraid the oil's going to wreck your bra," he said. He unfastened the strap and peeled it from her back. His strong, knowing hands kneading into her stiff muscles felt wonderful to her. Carol soon felt so relaxed that she obligingly rolled over at Chris' urging and let him rub her chest. The bra disappeared almost immediately, and Chris went to work on her tits. Carol gave a dreamy, shuddering little sigh.
"Jesus Christ," Chris muttered. Carol had the most gorgeous tits he'd ever seen. They felt fantastically solid and firm as his fingers sunk into their resilient softness. Very quickly the pink little nipples began to push up against the palms of his hands. "Mmmmmmm," Carol sighed. The pretending was over. She was starting to react. Oh, it felt good!
Carol raised her ass off the pillows to make it easier for Christ when he pulled off her panties. In the firelight, her curly brown pubic hair was a mass of dark invitation. Chris cupped his hand around Carol's cunt mound, pressing against the soft fur-covered flesh. "Aaaaaahhhh," Carol sighed gratefully. Her legs opened, giving Chris instant access to her cunt. His middle finger slipped into her pussy slit. Carol jerked as she felt her sensitive flesh react.
His finger was bathed in slippery heat. She's wet as hell, he thought excitedly. And she had a nice cunt. A broad; incurving mound with a slippery slit in the center. He was going to love fucking her. Chris gave up the charade of massage and lay down next to Carol. He began sucking and licking at her tits, drawing her pebble-hard nipples into his mouth. "Mmmmmm," Carol sighed, thrusting her tits against his face. She loved the feel of his beard tickling her breasts. And while he was sucking on the quivering mounds, Chris managed to work his finger into Carol's quivering cunt.
"Ooooohhhh," Carol moaned. Her hips began to writhe slowly against Chris' impaling finger. It was the first time she had felt anything up inside her cunt for a long time. Even her own finger. She loved it. Hot waves of pleasure washed throughout her loins. So far Carol hadn't actually thought about fucking Chris. What he was doing to her already felt good enough. As far as she was concerned, it could go on forever.
But Chris had his own ideas. His breathing had been getting faster and faster, and finally he could stand it no longer. He wanted to be skin to skin. "Oh!" Carol yelped as Chris suddenly pulled his finger out of her cunt. Her hips hunched and then held still. Chris was sitting up, undressing. Wide-eyed, Carol watched his clothes fall away. She hadn't had very many lovers, and it was still a thrill to watch a man undress. Chris was lean and powerful. Flat hard muscles armored his chest, shoulders and belly. He was a big man, about six-feet, and in very good shape.
Carol grew hotter as she admired his build. And his cock! Lean and powerful, too, half-hard, dangling potently between his strong thighs. For the first time Carol felt a really strong desire to have it shoved up her out-of-practice cunt. Chris was willing. Lying down next to the nude brunette again, he resumed fondling and sucking her tits, and shoved one finger after another up her cunt.
Carol was intensely aware of Chris' cock growing harder and harder, pressing against her thigh. God, she could actually feel it throbbing! She began to stroke Chris' big rod. The swollen shaft flared larger within the circle of her fingers. Now he was massaging her clit! Carol's breath sucked in as Chris' finger stabbed against the sensitive little button. Oh, God! He was making her so hot!
At last, it was time to fuck! Chris, panting heavily, crawled on top of Carol's nude, ready body. She felt his fingers pushing back her pussy lips, making room for his bloated cock-head. Then the rubbery tip was pushing past the opening to her cunt, sliding inside. "Aaaaahhhhh!" Carol moaned deliriously. It felt so good! How wonderful to have her cunt full of hard male meat!
Instinctively Carol began to fuck back as Chris shoved his cock deep up inside her cunt. Her legs wrapped hungrily around his waist, opening herself to him, urging him deeper. Her hands caressed his neck and shoulders. "Oh, Jesus, you feel good!" Chris blurted, staring down at the beautiful woman writhing beneath him. Her cunt had closed around his cock like a milking machine.
"You bet I do," she whimpered back. Her entire body was quivering with pleasure as Chris slowly, steadily, shoved his cock into her cunt. Instantly, unwelcome memories flood into her mind-memories of Frank and Harold and how bad it had been with them. Carol's body cooled. Chris' cock inside her cunt still felt good, but not as good as before. The wonderful orgasm which she had realized lurked only minutes away, slid out of sight. Unconsciously, Carol began to hold back, to turn herself off. Chris sensed the change. What the hell happened, he wondered? Automatically he started to fuck harder, to get Carol back to the same height of passion as before.
It didn't work. Carol's loins still thrust slowly up against his, but mechanically. She had decided that she would give him as good a fuck as she could. Help him come. Sad inside, Carol was resigning herself to a lifetime of half-enjoyed sex. Never would she allow herself her exuberant sexual abandon of before.
Then she became aware of a new presence. Another hand was pawing at her tits, a shorter thicker one than Chris'. Turning her head abruptly, her startled eyes fell on Joe. And he was naked! Jolted, Carol's first instinct was to jerk away, to try to cover herself. But something made her stop. Staring into Joe's leering, dark face, a perverse excitement flooded her. Not yet knowing quite what, she felt something new growing deep within her soul.
Chris didn't seem to mind Joe's being there. He kept steadily fucking into Carol's tight cunt. He even smiled at Joe once. Joe, meanwhile, was brutally fondling Carol's big tits, hurting her a little. Carol usually hated thoughtless roughness, or she used to. But no longer. Joe began to excite her. Within minutes she was moaning and writhing as hotly as she had when Chris first started fucking her. There was something obscene, terribly exciting about having two men ravaging her at the same time.
Chris seemed to think so, too. As Carol's lovely body grew wilder and wilder under him, his own excitement increased. Her cunt was sucking and pulling at his cock. "Unnnghhhh!" he suddenly grunted. Holding still a moment, Chris gathered all his energy as his cock started to shudder and jerk. "Yaaahhhh!" With a wild cry, the powerful young man began pumping his jizz into Carol's cunt. She bucked and moaned beneath him, conscious of his hot load gushing up into her cunt. Conscious also of Joe sucking on her tits, she reached down and squeezed his cock firmly, thrilling to the hot, hard feel of the big organ.
She got her first good look at Joe's naked body as Chris tumbled wearily from her. He was also powerfully built, but much chunkier than Chris. Coarse black hair sprouted on his chest and shoulders. There was a certain rigidity to his muscles that contrasted markedly to Chris' lean flexibility. But he had a cock, and it was hard. A steaming need was bubbling up inside Carol's cunt. It had only seemed to grow hotter after Chris had fucked her.
"Oooohhhh, fuck me!" she moaned. It was the first time she had ever said that to a man. She had never really needed to before. "Fuck me, please fuck me!" She was pleading and she knew it. And stranger still, she felt right doing it. That's what a woman's role should be. Now she understood!
"Oh, fuck me! Stick your cock up my cunt! Dominate me!" she panted. She reached eagerly for Joe. He leered triumphantly down at her, pleased by her horniness. Her body was writhing uncontrollably, her big luscious tits jiggling and bouncing as she invited him into her cunt. Shoving his cock up her cunt was easy. Carol's cuntlips spread to receive his plunging cock. "Uuummmpphhh!" she grunted as Joe slammed down against her body.
"Yesssss. Fuck me. Use me!" she crooned. Her hips were drumming against Joe's relentlessly pounding cock. "Unh . . . unh ... unh . . . " the writhing brunette panted. She was getting hotter and hotter. She had a lot to make up for, a lot of guilt to work off. Now she knew how to do it, how to pay Frank back for the shameless way she'd used him. It was her turn to get used.
"Aaaaaiiiieee!" Carol had her first orgasm. Writhing and twisting under Joe, it was all the big man could do to hold her down. "Jesus, what a wildcat!" He exclaimed. And the way her cunt was clamping greedily around his cock, he didn't know how much longer he could last.
Joe, a brutish man, sensed Carol's insatiability. He was just the one to fuck her. "Eat cock, cunt!" he growled. Carol trembled as she heard the crude words. Another fire flared out of control in her cunt and she was coming again. "AAAARRRGGGHHHH!" Joe bellowed. He was coming, too. This incredibly sensual little bitch was just too much! Half-kneeling, Joe sank his powerful, stubby fingers into the girl's soft hips and began to jerk her cunt up and down against his spouting cock. He wanted to shove all the way up into her guts.
Every time Carol's cunt wrapped around Joe's cock, it heightened the pleasure. Filled with spewing cum, Joe's cock shuddered and swelled even more, adding to the intensity of his orgasm. "Hot bitch! Hot bitch!" he moaned. He kept pumping his cock into Carol's cunt long after the last of his cum had jetted out the end. Even with the big rod shrinking fast, it still felt good up inside that tight juicy channel.
"Ooooohhhhh," Carol sighed in disappointment as she felt Joe's cock finally slither from her hungry cunt. She couldn't understand it-she had come twice, and, if anything, she was hornier than ever. As if Chris and Joe's cocks had only pumped new lust into her body. "Please ... please ... some more!" she whispered. "With what?" Joe laughed, flicking the end of his limp cock.
"Oh, please! I need more," Carol begged. She knew she was humiliating herself, but couldn't help it. "More ... more. . . " Carol's cunt burned with desire. She knew she would go out of her mind unless she could come again. She finally shoved a finger up her cunt. "Aaaaahhhhh," she sighed. Oh, it felt good to have something up inside her snatch. She shoved another finger in and a third, until it felt almost as if she had another cock up her pussy. Panting, the girl shamelessly started to finger-fuck herself.
Carol knew the two men were watching her. She knew she ought to be ashamed as she greedily ran her fingers in and out of her cunt right in front of them. But the knowledge of how obscene she must look, with her legs drawn up high and her fingers shoving up her pussy hole, only added to her pleasure.
"Look at her go!" Joe crowed delightedly. He began to rub his jizz-dripping cock over the girl's face. "Get it hard, baby, and you can get it shoved up your cunt again," he leered. Desperately, Carol tossed her head from side to side, trying to capture Joe's limp prick with her mouth as he teased her with it. And all the time her fingers were at work inside her cunt.
Chris didn't know whether or not he liked the way Joe was behaving. But the lewd, debased lust emanating from Carol's frantic body began to affect him, too. He bent down and began to fondle her tits, pinching the nipples. "Oh yes! Make me hot! Make me come!" Carol wailed. But she made herself come. With her fingers shoved to her knuckles, she was frantically working at her cunt. She reached down with her other hand and started torturing her clit, pushing the little nubbin from one side to the other.
"Ah, aaaah ... AAAAAAHHHHH!" she cried. An enormous spasm shook the girl's writhing body. Arching, every muscle taut, Carol spasmed in orgasm. She was vaguely aware of her hot juices gushing out over her furiously drumming hand. But Carol was still desperately sex-starved. By now, Chris had a hard-on again. He scrambled between her lewdly spread legs, aiming the tip of his prick straight at the pink slash of her cunt. "Oooohhhh, fuck me," Carol pleaded. "Fuck me until I pass out!"
As Chris got ready to shove his cock into Carol's gushing cunt, his eyes met Joe's. The same thought was in both their minds. What the hell had walked in their door?
Chapter Three
When Carol woke the next morning, it took her a few seconds to realize where she was. Naked, wrapped in a quilt, she stared uncomprehendingly into the ashes in the fireplace. Then she moved her legs. A sudden twinge in her well-fucked cunt made her remember. Oh, my God, what a night! Chris and Joe! Carol realized she was alone. There seemed to be no one else in the house.
Bit by bit the whole incredible scene came back to Carol. What had made her act like she did? Sure, she'd been horny, but to debase herself the way she had? Her body glowed. How wonderful it was to fuck again. Feeling very much alive, Carol cautiously rose from her bed of cushions. Still nobody around. She headed for the small bathroom. Five minutes of washing and she felt even more marvelously alive.
Carol was heading back for the fireplace and her clothes when suddenly something cold and wet was shoved up her ass. "Oh!" she yelped. Spinning around, Carol saw a huge black dog, its nose snuffling curiously toward her. "Nice doggie," Carol said nervously. My God, the animal was big! Fortunately, it was also friendly. As soon as she spoke, it began wagging its tail, thump, thump, thump, banging it into the junk littering the room. The dog shoved its head forward affectionately. This time its nose rammed up toward Carol's cunt.
"Hey!" she giggled, flinching back as the cold wet nose dug into her sensitive thighs. Light suddenly flooded the living room as the front door opened. Carol spun to see Joe coming in from outside. Instinctively she fumbled around, trying to cover herself. The familiar leer twisted Joe's mouth while his eyes raped her nude body. "I see you've met Rajah," he smirked.
"R-Rajah?" Carol wondered why she felt so self-conscious about her nudity. Last night Joe and Chris had become familiar with every inch of her body in ways she had never thought a man would. Still, she felt terribly exposed.
"Yeah. Rajah's the dog," Joe said. "He's a Belgian shepherd. Big brute, isn't he?" While he spoke he approached Carol. She sidled back toward her clothes, but not fast enough. His big hand reached out and closed around one tit. "You sure can fuck, baby," he said thickly with that same twisted leer that made her a little sick. "You know just how to please a man."
Carol didn't know quite what to do. He was so close to her. She felt so naked and defenseless. She noticed her breathing was becoming ragged, forced. "Suck my joint," he abruptly said. He was breathing fast, too. "Huh?" Carol asked stupidly. "Suck my joint! Eat me. Lick my dick!" "But just like that?" "Just like that," Joe growled. He put his meaty hand on top of her head and forced her slowly down to her knees. Carol found herself staring at the crotch of his pants. Already she could see his cock throbbing into life underneath the thin material, tenting out the front of his pants.
"Go on, unzip me. Fish my cock out," Joe growled. Carol grew slightly afraid, wondering if there was a threat in Joe's hoarse voice, or if he was just excited. Carol objected to Joe's crude approach, but she seemed thrilled now that she realized the two panting men had used her body like a fucking machine the night before. It was happening again. She was being treated like a slave, and her body was reacting. She felt a hot steaminess between her thighs as she stared at the growing bulge in Joe's pants.
"Come on, come on," Joe snapped. "Before the fucking thing gets too big to get out." Quivering helplessly, Carol unzipped Joe's fly. Then she seized his cock between her thumb and forefinger. "Uuuuhhhh," Joe moaned. "Take it easy or I'll shoot off right in my pants." Carol fished Joe's big cock through the narrow opening of his fly. It was hot and growing larger by the minute.
She had to bend the thickening organ slightly to get it out into the open. Joe groaned loudly, but managed to keep from coming. His cock literally sprang out of his pants, and stood quivering, pointed straight at Carol's face. Carol only stared at the swelling cock. The bulbous head throbbed in front of her eyes, turning slightly purple as the blood rushed into it.
"Come on! Come on and suck it!" Joe mumbled. He cupped one hand behind Carol's head and pulled her forward. The girl's face jerked forward and collided with the tip of his cock. At first it missed her mouth and nearly stabbed her in the eye. With one hand still imprisoning Carol's head, Joe seized his cock with the other and started stuffing it into Carol's mouth. It was all happening too fast for the stunned girl. She really didn't have anything against sucking Joe's cock, but the manner of his approach frightened her.
She spluttered and choked, trying to turn her head away as Joe's cock-tip battered at her lips. It was no use. His hand held her fast. But she kept her mouth closed. At least, until Joe reached out and pinched her nostrils shut. With her air shut off, Carol finally opened her mouth, gasping. Instantly Joe's big cock slid deep into her mouth.
"Mmmmppphhh," the girl gurgled as she felt her mouth filled with strong-tasting cock flesh. Automatically her tongue wrapped around the underside of the big organ, just to get out of the way. "Aaaaahhhh," Joe moaned as his cock was swallowed up in the wet heat of Carol's mouth. He started slowly fucking in and out of the kneeling woman's face, his hands holding her head firmly in place.
A deep blush of shame washed over Carol's skin as she thought of the way she was being used. But strangely, the heat of the shame slowly changed into sexual arousal. There was something erotic about kneeling, slave-like, in front of his coarse man, as he forced his swollen cock into her mouth. A little whimper gurgled up from Carol's throat. The tempo of her sucking increased.
"Atta girl, atta girl," Joe moaned, his face cringed in pleasure. His hips were chugging forward steadily, ramming his cock deep into Carol's mouth. The more noise Joe made, the more excited Carol became. Her cunt was a smoldering pit. God! She needed something inside it! Staring at Joe, she realized he wasn't about to do anything for her. She'd have to take care of herself. So the kneeling young woman shoved a finger up her own cunt.
"UUUUmmmmmgggghhhhh," she burbled around the thick, meaty cock in her mouth. Her eyes closed in ecstasy as she felt hot thrills of pleasure radiating up from her finger-stuffed cunt. Now she began to suck in earnest, shuddering with pleasure. Her slick lips glided the full length of Joe's rigid shaft.
"Oooooohhhhh, baby," Joe grunted. His eyes bulged as he looked down at the madly sucking girl. Her cheeks were hollowing and filling, hollowing and filling. Her lips were ovaled thinly around his shuddering cock, clinging tightly. God, he loved fucking women in the face! A woman was just a walking cunt to him. He stared down at the girl's naked body. As she crouched, her lush ass-cheeks rounded out into two sleek buns. He bent one leg a little, so her soft tits rubbed against it. He could feel her nipples rubbing against his pant leg.
And the sound of Carol's finger sluicing around in her cunt came to him clearly. She really seemed to be eating the whole thing up. Her face was dreamy with pleasure. "Oh, Jesus! I'm gonna come!" Joe suddenly grunted, his eyes opening wide with shock. Carol had pulled her head back so that just the tip of his cock was still in her mouth. Her lips and tongue were working wildly against the ultra-sensitive glans.
Joe felt his balls tightening, drawing up into his body. His cock shuddered and swelled. "AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!" he yelled. As the first gushes of cum shot out the end of his twitching cock, Joe grabbed Carol by the ears and jerked her head toward him. At the same time his loins slammed forward, ramming his spouting prick as far down the girl's throat as it would go.
Carol gagged, but he wasn't about to let her go. Gasping for breath whenever she got a chance, Carol swallowed madly. Her finger had fallen out of her pussy as she fought for balance. Joe was fucking into her face with all his strength, roaring loudly. Joe thought his cock was going to burst. He loved shooting off in a woman's mouth. Not just because it felt good, but because he felt more like he was using the girl. Girls were cunt. Girls were made to soak up cock.
When he had finished coming, Joe unceremoniously pulled his fast-shrinking cock out of Carol's mouth. She remained kneeling before him, still swallowing, trying to get the last of his jizz down throat. "You suck a mean cock," Joe chortled. The sight of the lovely naked young woman kneeling in front of him, licking his cum from her lips made him feel ten feet tall.
"Hang around, baby," he said smugly. "I'll be back later. Got a few chores to do." Carol disappointedly watched Joe shove his cock back into his pants. Apparently it hadn't occurred to him that she might be turned on, too. She almost asked him if he'd mind eating her, or a least finger-fucking her hot cunt. But another look at his unfeeling face kept her quiet. Anyhow, isn't that what she'd decided last night? To let the men call the shots?
But she made one little try. "Where's . . where's Chris?" she asked. He did seem a lot more thoughtful than Joe. "He's gone down the mountain." "Do you know when he'll be back?" Joe snorted. "Christ. Could be hours, days weeks. You never know with Chris." "But don't worry, babe," Joe snickered. "I'll b here to take care of you. Me and my old buddy here." Joe patted the front of his pants.
After Joe left, Carol went back into the bathroom and washed her face again. Then she got dressed. Maybe if she'd been dressed earlier, Joe wouldn't have given her such a hard time. Not that she minded. She had been starved for sex for a long time without admitting it to herself. And now she was rolling in cock. Not that it had done her pussy much good this morning. The memory of how hard and big Joe's cock had been before it shot its load into her mouth made Carol feel weak all over. Too bad he hadn't saved some of it for her cunt.
My God, what's getting into me? Carol wondered. She had always been a horny woman, but since she'd come to this cabin, she'd been reacting like an animal. Maybe what she needed was fresh air. As soon as Carol stepped outside, she realized it was a beautiful day. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and it was warm. The tall evergreens were etched against the intense blue horizon. A soft wind -bristled through the branches, soothing, gently touching her body.
"Oh, what a beautiful place," Carol murmured. She decided to take a walk. It wasn't until she had gone about a hundred yards that she realized she wasn't alone. "Oh!" she yelped, spinning around. Rajah had brushed up against her legs. "You want to go for a walk, too, boy?" she laughed. The big black dog wagged his tail happily. "Okay," Carol said.
The dog seemed to know where he was going, so Carol decided to follow. He led her uphill, over a narrow path through thick undergrowth. He ran ahead, sniffling from time to time at the thick beds of pine needles.
Eventually the girl and the dog arrived at a little clearing. It was on the edge of a cliff overlooking a tremendous valley which seemed to stretch for miles. Both the view and the fact that she was getting a little tired prompted Carol to stop for a while. The little glade was warm and peaceful, a perfect place to rest.
The sun was getting hot. The thick growth around the glade cut off most of the cooling wind. Carol unbuttoned her blouse and hitched up her skirt. Then it occurred to her that the clearing might be a good place for sunbathing. Nothing overlooked it, and Rajah would certainly warn her if anybody came up the path.
Carol stripped her clothes, and putting the down on the grass for a blanket, stretched out naked in the sun. "Aaaaaahhhhhh," she sighed. This was the life. Her body seemed to melt under the sun. The sun got hotter, and Carol more languorous. The feel of the hot sun on her body was sensuous. Little by little memories of last night trickled into her mind. My God, she had got excited! She remembered the hard, alive feel of Chris and Joe's swollen cocks, and how they had slid into her seemingly insatiable cunt.
And Joe's cock this morning! Carol was fast realizing she didn't like Joe, but there was no denying he had a fine cock. If things had fallen a little differently this morning, she might have had it up her cunt again. Carol's cunt was beginning to throb again. The more she thought about what had happened last night, the hotter she became.
Then she remembered how she'd shoved her finger up her cunt while she was sucking Joe's cock. She hadn't done anything like that since she was a girl. Mmmmm, it had felt good. Why not do it again? No one would see her here in this secluded place, and God knows, she needed something up inside that steaming hole!
After a quick nervous look around, Carol slid one hand down to her crotch. Nobody to look but the dog, and he seemed to be asleep. The horny young woman's hand glided over the soft swell of her belly. When her fingers made contact with the soft tangle of her pubic hair, she sensed her breathing quicken. Oh, this was going to feel good!
Carol didn't stick her fingers up her cunt right away. First she played with her pussy, squeezing the hairy mound with her cupped hand, pushing it this way and that, feeling the fast-moistening pussy lips slip and slide against one another. Little drops of pussy juice were trickling between the thick outer lips. She felt her pussy hair growing wet. Shivering, Carol pressed her thighs tightly together while her fingers poked and prodded near the top of her gash.
Then one finger slipped into the gushing slit. "Oooohhhh," Carol moaned. She was so hot and slippery inside! In no hurry, Carol investigated her cunt. She slipped her fingertip underneath the thin delicate inner lips, teasing herself. Then her fingertip accidentally flicked across the tip of her clit. "Nnnnngggghhh," Carol gasped. It felt as if she'd suddenly turned on an electric current. A hot tingling sensation shot through her cunt.
"Ooooohhhh, yes, that feels good!" she whined aloud. Her finger began to run in hot little circles around her clit, but not touching it directly. Carol waited until it felt as if her clit had swollen as large as a marble before she finally stabbed her finger directly down against it. "Ooooohhhhh," she moaned. Her clenched ass jerked an inch off the ground.
The girl's glistening wet finger began to move more and more quickly over the tip of her clit. Soon it was a blur of frantic activity. "Mmmmm . . . aaaah ... uuuhhhh . . . " Carol writhed and moaned on the grass, her panting excitement blending in with the chirping song of the birds. Carol was intensely aware of the pressure building deep inside her cunt. She knew she could make herself come by just touching her clit. And she knew it would feel marvelous.
Abandoning her clit, Carol sought the opening to her cunt. It was gaping hotly, juices bubbling from its depths. When she shoved a finger up inside, Carol felt the wet muscular channel close around it greedily. "Oooohhhh," she sighed. How wonderful to have something up her cunt. She began to work the finger slowly in and out. As she stretched open further, she rotated the finger in little circles, pushing her pussy lips first to one side, then to the other.
Soon one finger wasn't enough. She thrust in a second. Then a third. Now with her cunt three fingers full, she started fucking into the hungry hole like a cock. "Uuh ... uuh ... uuh," she panted as she thrashed her cunt up against the flailing fingers. Oh, God, it felt good! But if her fingers were only a little longer! If she could only ram them further up into her cunt!
For the first time in her life, Carol wished she had a dildo. She felt her cunt begging to be penetrated. Carol looked around desperately for something, anything, big enough to fill her cunt. She found herself staring into another pair of eyes. Hot, eager eyes.
Rajah was sitting bolt upright next to the panting, moaning young woman, staring as she writhed passionately on the grass. The odor of her aroused cunt flooded his sensitive nostrils. "Rajah," Carol started to say. "Why are you. . . " his steady stare was making her nervous. Suddenly the dog lowered his big head and his tongue shot out, splaying hotly over Carol's tit. The big, pink-tipped mound had been thrusting up invitingly only inches from his mouth, quivering and jerking.
"Oh!" Carol Yelped. Her whole body jerked. It felt as if a hot, wet, incredibly alive hand had suddenly dug into her sensitive tit. Her nipples immediately began to harden. Rajah licked again. Carol made a half-hearted move to push the dog's massive head away, but her hand fell weakly back to her side. That incredible tongue against her tit felt just too good.
"Oooohhhhh, that's a good doggie," she encouraged him. "Lick momma's tit a little more," she panted. Carol's fingers popped out of her cunt. All her attention was focused on Rajah's hot tongue licking her tit. "Oooohhhh! The other one, the other one, too," she moaned. Turning a little toward the dog, Carol presented the other tit. He obligingly started licking it, too. Carol cupped her quivering tits, thrusting them greedily toward the dog's lapping tongue. Both nipples were swollen to the size of small pink berries. They were so hard they almost hurt.
Carol watched the dog's tongue shoot out again and again. It was so long, so powerful. Its heated length slithered out over the animal's big teeth. The tip curled eagerly around her nipples, caressing them. Each swipe of the huge tongue splayed over both tits, forcing the soft mounds together.
Then an incredible thought flashed through Carol's mind. My God! If he'd lick her tits, then maybe he'd lick her cunt! "Okay, okay, Rajah," Carol panted eagerly. It took some doing to pry the dog's big head away from her tits. He obviously liked licking them. Carol scrambled into a new position - it was too risky to move the dog. He might lose interest. So she left him lying on his belly and shifted her body until the dog was staring straight into her crotch. Carol spread her legs, baring her cunt. "Okay, Rajah," she panted hopefully. "Lick my cunt." The dog looked quizzically up at Carol, then down at her seeping, hair-covered snatch. She wondered, for one long, agonizing moment, whether she could get him to do it.
But Carol needn't have worried. The rich odors and the shiny wetness of the girl's fully aroused cunt fascinated the dog. He shoved his nose deep into the soft juicy mound, sniffing. "Unngh!" Carol burst out as she felt the hard, cold, wet projection dig up into her tender cunt. Every muscle in her body tightened. Then Rajah's tongue shot out, splaying itself over Carol's waiting pussy lips. Carol's breath sucked in sharply. Jesus! It felt even better than she'd expected!
Carol's fingers dug into the soft grass as Rajah licked and slavered at her cunt. Her legs were spread wide, giving him full access to her shuddering cunt. "Oooohhhh ... you big, beautiful, wonderful brute," she moaned. "Lick me! Lap my cunt! Make momma come!"
Rajah's talented tongue dug deep into the writhing girl's soft pussy flesh. The tip occasionally stabbed up into her cuntal opening, wringing sharp moans from the spread-eagled woman. Flicking in and out, the wet muscular tongue spread open the tender pink inner lips, baring Carol's sensitive clit. When its heated length dragged slowly over the swollen little sex-button, Carol thought she was going to go completely out of control.
Then Rajah's cunt-licking steadied down to an even rhythm. Each long powerful swipe started far down between her tightly-clenched ass cheeks. Stabbing first at her asshole, the tongue slid higher, digging deep into Carol's fluttering vaginal opening. Then it cut through her soft cuntlips like a knife through hot butter, until at last it stabbed directly at her clit.
"Gonna come . . . gonna come." Carol moaned deliriously. As she lay naked on the ground, Carol was intensely aware of what a lewd sight she must be, with her legs spread open defenselessly while a brute animal lapped at her cunt. The obscene excitement she had first felt last night when she had become the mindless sexual plaything for the two men took control of her again.
"Lick me! Lick my cunt, you fucking animal, you," Carol hissed. Blindly she seized the dog's big head, holding it down tightly against her cunt, trying to drive that lashing tongue as far into her quivering snatch as possible. But then Rajah suddenly shook his head free and backed away. With a shudder of horror, Carol realized he wasn't licking her cunt any more. Right when she had been on the verge of coming!
"Oh,
no ... please ... nice
doggie ... !" she gasped. "Why did you stop?" Then, when she saw the dog was nervously backing away, Carol lowered her voice and tried to lure the dog back. "Come on, Rajah," she purred. "Just a little more. Just lick momma a little more ... until she comes."
But Rajah continued to dance around nervously just out of her reach. "You fucking mutt!" she finally wailed. "You can't just leave me hanging like this!" Then she saw it. Rajah had turned slightly to the side and she saw it, underneath his lean belly. His cock? An enormous scarlet probe, steadily sliding out of its hairy sheath.
"Oh, my God!" Carol gasped. "Of course!" Sure. The dog had feelings too, and the smell and taste of her gushing cunt had turned him on! That and her shameless excitement! "Oh, what a lousy break," Carol moaned unhappily. She knew she'd never get Rajah to lick her cunt. Not while all his attention was taken up by his hard, throbbing cock.
Then an incredible idea shot through Carol's overexcited mind. "Oh, no!" she protested, shaking her head vigorously. "I could never do a thing like that!" But the , obscene thought grew stronger. "No ... no ... that's too much!" she whimpered. "I could never let a dog fuck me!"
But why not? God, but his cock looked big and hard! A thick scarlet rod, tapering to a needle tip. And it was still growing, still sliding out of his hairy belly. "Oh ... oh ... I need to fuck!" Carol panted. Her cunt ached and throbbed. So far it had only been teased, fingered and licked, turned into a boiling pot of sexual need. It begged to be filled with hard hot male flesh!
By God, she'd do it! If Rajah went along, of course. Carol immediately rolled over onto all fours. Shoving her ass back toward Rajah, she waggled it invitingly, like a bitch in heat. "Come on, lover," she panted. "Fuck me with that big red cock of yours."
Rajah showed immediate interest. Carol's dripping pussy, the sweet-smelling gash he'd just licked, peeked at him from between her velvety thighs. The dog moved forward. Staring back over her shoulder, Carol held her breath as he approached her upthrust ass. Would he or wouldn't he?"
Then his nose was sniffing into her ass-crack. "Oooohhhh," she squealed as it poked at her hot little cunt. Suddenly his tongue shot out, lashing one last time into the girl's smoldering cunt. Rajah must have liked the taste, because a moment later he reared up on his hind legs and mounted the crouching girl. His powerful forelegs clamped tightly around her waist.
"Oh, my God!" Carol blurted. He was really going to do it. Fear mixed with excitement as she realized she was going to be fucked by a dog! Staring back between her legs, Carol saw Rajah's huge red cock dancing and jerking closer to her cunt as the dog shuffled closer on his hind legs. As she watched the needle-tipped prick approach, Carol suddenly experienced an overwhelming sense of lust. Last night she had discovered a perverse streak in herself. What could be more perverse than being fucked by an animal?
"Hurry up! Shove it in me!" Carol panted. What the hell was taking so long? Then she felt the sharp tip of Rajah's cock sliding up into her pussy slit. Unfortunately, the dog didn't know quite where to put his mammoth organ. His cock jerked up too high and caught momentarily at the edge of Carol's tightly puckered asshole. Instantly the dog tried to fuck into the muscular little ring. "No!" Carol shrieked in panic. She had no doubt what that huge rod would do to her tight little bung.
Twisting wildly, she managed to dislodge Rajah's cock from her asshole. "You klutz," she panted. "Lower down ... here, let me help." Reaching back between her legs, Carol took hold of the dog's probing cock. Rajah gave a little yip of surprise when he felt the girl's cool fingers close around his overheated prick, but he kept on shuffling forward, trying to find the hole he sensed was somewhere near.
Finally Carol guided the tapered tip of Rajah's cock up into the opening to her cunt. "There, you big, dumb jerk," she panted. "Now for Christ's sake..." "UUUUHHHH!" The breath was, driven from Carol's lungs as Rajah suddenly slammed his loins forward, burying his cock to the hilt in her tight cunt. Once he had sensed the smooth wet opening against the tip of his cock, instinct did the rest.
"Oh, my God!" Carol panted. She had a fraction of a second to realize that Rajah's cock was the hardest she had ever had inside her cunt. It felt like iron. Then all further thought was swept away as Rajah started humping into her as fast as his hips would move. "Oooohhhhh. . . " A long moan escaped from Carol's grimacing lips. Her voice shuddered, vibrating each time Rajah rammed his cock up her cunt. She couldn't tell one thrust from another. It felt to her as if a solid stream of cock was continuously thrusting anew up inside her stunned pussy.
But she loved it. "Oooohhhh, you hairy sonofabitch!" she wailed. "Pound it to me! Shove your big red prick up to my throat!" Carol groveled and whined on all fours as she was fucked from behind. She was fully aware of how obscene she must look with Rajah pumping his cock up into her shameless cunt. She didn't care. It felt fantastic. She loved feeling like a cheap whore.
Then she thought she was having hallucinations. A human cock had appeared in front of her face. "My God!" Carol cried. It was a cock! Chris was kneeling in front of her, his swollen prick sticking out of his fly. "Suck it ... suck it!" he urged the surprised girl. Carol tried to struggle to her feet. She'd never been so horrified in her life. My God, to be caught in the act, fucking a dog!
Chris put his powerful hands on her shoulders, holding her down. Rajah's strong forelegs clamped even more tightly around her waist. "Suck it! Open your fucking mouth!" Chris insisted. His cock was sliding over Carol's lips. Oh shit, why not? Carol thought. What could be worse than what she was already doing? Giving in totally to the lust raging through her body, Carol opened her mouth and sucked the big cock inside. Chris immediately started fucking in and out of her butter-soft mouth.
A thrill of perverse excitement shot through Carol's body as she realized how obscene she must look. She was literally suspended between cocks. One human, the other animal. She let herself go completely. Chris stared down at the girl sucking his throbbing cock. God, she looked even better in the daylight! What a wild broad! He stared down her humping back and found himself staring straight into Rajah's glittering eyes. The big dog looked savage, brutal, as he humped steadily into the girl's tight cunt.
Chris tried to imagine what Rajah's cock would look like, shoving up into Carol's tender little hole. Jesus, what a thought! Reaching underneath Carol's quivering body, he sank his fingers into her soft tits. Squeezing hard, he mauled the nipples, growing more and more excited as he felt them push back against his palms.
"Too much ... too much!" he panted. Overwhelmed by the sheer animalness of the scene he was a part of, Chris started to come. "AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!" He bellowed, his back arching. Carol had felt his cock swelling in her mouth. She was ready when the first hot jets shot into her mouth. Two men in one morning. She'd eaten the cocks of two different men within hours. She sucked Chris dry. He moaned and ground his teeth as the girl's lips and tongue milked at his spurting cock. God, could she suck!
Then Carol abruptly spit out the depleted cock. She could sense that something was happening with Rajah. The end of his cock had swollen, forming a thick knob far up in her cunt. The animal seemed to be fucking harder and faster. Suddenly Rajah started to yelp and whine as he started to come.
Chris saw Carol's eyes open wide. Her body went rigid as she felt Rajah's cum shooting into her cunt. The spewing liquid shot up into her womb in one long burst. It felt as if a hole were being drilled right through her cunt. "AAAAIIIYYYY!" Carol shrieked. "AAAAAAAGGGHHHHH!"
Chris watched Carol turn into a wild animal right before his eyes. She bucked and writhed, choked cries bubbling up from her throat. Moving around behind her, Chris watched the girl's cuntlips squeezing tightly around Rajah's plunging cock. Thick yellow streams of dog cum ran down the backs of her thighs. She was tearing up clumps of grass.
It was the longest orgasm Chris had ever seen a woman have. When Rajah finally hopped down from her trembling ass, Carol was still coming. She writhed alone for another full minute, then collapsed in a sobbing, panting heap. It was several more minutes before Carol remembered Chris. The only thing in her mind toward the end had been Rajah's spouting cock inside her cunt.
Then she remembered. She felt so ashamed she was afraid to look up. To be seen fucking an animal! "Hey, you okay?" Chris finally asked. "I-I. thought you'd gone down the mountain," Carol said, hardly daring to look up. "How ... how did you find me?" "It was an accident. This is my favorite thinking spot. I come here when I want to be alone. Just me and Rajah. I really didn't know you were here. But when I saw you fucking Rajah ... wow! It turned me on so much I just couldn't hold myself back."
"You didn't mind? I mean ... me and your dog?" Chris rolled his eyes. "God, no. You're the sexiest woman I've ever met. You turn me on even when I think I'm not horny." Carol felt a little better. She picked up her panties and started mopping the dog cum on her legs and pussy. "I don't know what's got into me lately," she mumbled.
"A hell of a lot of cock," Chris said with a laugh. "And probably more on the way. I went down into town to look up some friends. We're having a party at the cabin tonight." "A party?" "Yeah. A swinger. Just a few of us, but people who like to fuck. We have parties like that a lot up here." "Orgies?" Carol asked, shocked. "If you want to call it that. Part of the reason for the party is you. We thought it might turn you on. Interested?"
"Well ... I don't know," Carol said evasively. Chris laughed. "Who are you trying to kid?" he asked. Indeed, who was she trying to kid? Carol thought about the last twenty hours and shuddered.
Chapter Four
On the way back to the cabin, Chris chatted gaily. He seemed friendly. He seemed to like Carol. He seemed to like everybody. So why was he living with a slob like Joe? By the time they were approaching the cabin door, Carol thought she had figured it out. To Chris, more important than liking people was making people like him, and he seemed almost desperate about it. He'd succeeded with Carol. Despite the shortcoming she thought she saw in the big, exuberant, good-looking man, she liked him.
There were a couple of extra cars parked outside the cabin. When Chris and Carol went inside, he introduced her to the newcomers. "This is Kathy," he said, putting his arm around a cute, lively-looking girl about twenty. Kathy was plump with a pair of the biggest tits Carol had ever seen. "And this is Helen and Steve."
Almost immediately, Carol decided she didn't like Steve. He was a short, thick-set man with a drooping mustache. Loud and crude, he was puffing fiercely on a marijuana cigarette. Steve always had a joint stuffed in his face, unless he was in the middle of fucking. Helen was a lot easier to take. She was a tall, beautiful redhead with a gay smile. Still, there was a certain hardness about her that made Carol nervous. There had to be something unusual about any woman who would stay with Steve. The two were married.
"Hey! Are you a good fuck, baby?" Steve said crudely to Carol. She didn't answer, but went into the bathroom to clean up. As she showered, Carol was worried by what might be ahead. She had discovered new and disturbing things about her sexuality. But she didn't know if she was up to actually taking part in an orgy. Particularly with someone as crude as Steve involved. He actually made Joe look like a gentleman.
Oddly enough, the presence of Kathy and Helen made her even more nervous. The thought of women watching her fuck seemed perverted. But it didn't seem to bother anybody else. When Carol came out of the bathroom, she heard a rhythmic panting and grunting from near the fireplace, and saw that Joe was fucking Kathy, right on the cushions where Joe and Chris had fucked her last night.
Kathy's plump, pretty legs were waving in the air on each side of Joe's hairy body. Her face was flushed with passion. Her moans and whimpers left no doubt she was loving what Joe was doing to her, and she seemed totally uninhibited about fucking in front of the others. Helen, waiting her turn, giggled. She flipped up her skirt and Carol saw with a shock that she wasn't wearing any panties. And she was a real redhead. Her pussy hair was soft and silky-looking.
Carol tried to decide whether or not now she should get the hell out of the living room. But she couldn't resist moving closer to the madly fucking Joe and Kathy. She had never seen another woman being fucked before. It certainly looked sexy. She watched Joe's powerful buttocks flex steadily, shoving his cock up into Kathy's snatch. She couldn't actually see the cock going into the panting girl's cunt, but she could hear the slurping sound it made.
Then Joe reared up on his knees and jerked Kathy's loins high in the air. With a wild look on his face, he plunged his cock into Kathy's wide-spread cunt. Carol watched Joe's big cock sliding in and out of Kathy's fleshy pussy. His long prick was coated with the girl's pussy juices. It rammed deep into the girl's body. And Kathy was loving every moment. She squealed and panted, her hands digging into her tits, giving herself an extra thrill.
Then the two of them were coming. Carol was fascinated. She wondered if she looked like Kathy when she came. Wild and hot and sexy. Then an arm was sliding around Carol's waist, a hand heading for her tits. She jumped, and spun around. "Let's say you and me find a soft place and fuck, baby," Steve breathed into her face. His breath smelled mustily of pot. "I ... no, I . . . " Carol blurted, trying to twist away. But the swarthy little man was unbelievably strong.
"Hey! Down, Rover," Helen said. "Let's give the girl a chance to get used to the scene." With smooth diplomacy, she quieted her husband. "Okay. Anytime you want a good jump, I'll be close," Steve said. Which did anything but make Carol feel good. "Thanks," she said to Helen when Steve had wandered away, puffing on another joint. "I appreciate the help."
Helen gave her a strange smile. "Help! Bullshit. I want you for myself," the redhead purred. She reached up and began tracing patterns on the front of Carol's blouse, prodding her tits. Carol was stunned. My God! This woman was a Lesbian! Nervously she moved away. Helen saw the disgust on Carol's face. "It's really not so bad. You should try it some time." Stunned, Carol melted back into a corner and huddled on some cushions. Maybe if she didn't move, no one would notice, her. So far the party was moving too fast for her.
"Let's get naked," Helen suddenly called out, and started pulling off her clothes. "Yeah, I'm hot," Chris joked, stripping naked. "I'll take your temperature," Helen laughed. "You still like having your cock sucked?" "Come on over here and lend me your sweet lips," Chris answered.
Carol gasped when she saw Helen naked. The redhead had a gorgeous body. A pair of the most perfect tits she'd ever seen. And that patch of flaming red pussy hair forming a soft triangle between her long, graceful thighs drew immediate attention to her crotch. Chris lay down on his back, His meaty cock was still soft, when Helen dropped gracefully to her knees between his legs. "It's lovely," she said, stroking Chris' cock with her elegant fingers. Chris' limp prick lurched slightly.
"I think the poor little thing's cold," Helen said. "I'll warm it up." Propping the flaccid organ up with her fingers, she leaned forward and sucked the tip into her mouth. "Uuuuhhhhhhh," Chris sighed. "Damn, that feels good. Your mouth is soft as butter." Helen mumbled something around the slowly thickening cock in her mouth: She smiled around the meaty shaft and then started to suck.
"Mmmm," Chris mumbled. He toyed with Helen's red hair as she sucked on his cock. His face was dreamy, filled with pleasure. Carol watched, dumbfounded. Chris' cock was swelling fast, and was almost as big as when she had sucked it in the little clearing and Rajah had fucked her from behind. Despite her nervousness, Carol couldn't help getting excited. Her body still vibrated from the tremendous amount of fucking she'd been doing since last night.
And now, with all this blatant sex around her, she felt the familiar wet warmth starting to bubble deep inside her cunt. She still was too frightened to come out of her shadowy corner, but not too frightened to watch. Chris' cock was as hard as it was going to get. It reared up above his loins like a skin-covered stake, disappearing into Helen's patiently sucking mouth. Chris was becoming more excited. Little grimaces of pleasures tugged at the corners of his mouth.
Kathy had got up from her bed of cushions shortly after Joe rolled off her lush body. She came over and stared down at Helen and Chris. "You having a good time?" she asked Chris. "Uh-huh," he croaked up at her. It was obviously hard for him to talk. Carol suspected he was going to cum soon. The thought of watching his cum shoot up into Helen's mouth both thrilled and repulsed her.
But other, even more shocking things lay ahead. "Well, how about sharing some of your good times with me," Kathy said. "Huh? Whaddaya mean?" Chris panted. But Kathy was already straddling his chest. She knelt with her knees on either side of his head. Her pussy was poised only inches from his face. "Eat my cunt," Kathy giggled. Suddenly Chris seemed more aware of the cute, chubby brunette. He stared straight up into her snatch. It beckoned wetly.
"But it's full of cum," he blurted. Joe's cum was still dripping stickily from the fleshy gash. "So what? It's going to be a lot fuller before the night's over," Kathy laughed. "Get it while it's still cherry." Before Chris could answer, she slid forward, pressing her cunt against his mouth. Chris circled his eyes helplessly and started sucking. Carol could see his tongue lashing out, digging up into Kathy's plump cunt.
"Ooooohhhh! Lick my clit," Kathy pleaded. While all this was going on, Steve had come up behind Helen. By now, he, too, was naked. Carol was amazed at the size of his cock. It seemed hugely out of proportion on his stocky body. It seemed to hang halfway down to his knees. Still smoking his dope, Steve reached casually between his wife's thighs and began playing with her cunt. Carol saw Helen's body jerk once or twice as Steve's finger slid into her cunt. Then her ass was rotating slowly against his teasing hand.
Four people locked together in lust. Carol stared open-mouthed. Kathy was sitting on Chris' face while he ate her cunt. Helen was sucking Chris' cock, while her own cunt was full of her husband's fingers. "Oh, God! I'm too hot to stand any more!" Helen blurted, pulling her mouth away from Chris' cock. The throbbing prick stayed erect, thrusting up obscenely, wet with the redhead's saliva.
Helen sat up and walked forward on her knees. Steve's cunt-glistening fingers pulled out of her snatch. Helen was sopping wet and ready. "Oooohhhh," Helen moaned as she slowly impaled herself on Chris' upthrusting cock. She spread her pussy lips with one hand, while the other guided the bloated cock-tip up into her cuntal opening.
Carol saw the blunt cock-head shove through the red pussy hair, pushing aside the tender lips. Helen settled down slowly until her ass squished against Chris' massive, swollen balls. "Oooohhhh, I need to come!" Helen panted. Carol watched the statuesque redhead fuck her cunt up and down the swollen length of Chris' cock, and she realized just how excited she was becoming watching the obscene spectacle. If only there weren't so many people here. If only she could fuck one of these well hung men in private. But everyone was gathered in the living room and seemed to like it that way.
Helen was moaning deliriously, her head thrown back, her red hair catching the light from the window. Eyes closed, mouth slightly open, with her tongue flickering over her red lips, she looked like a goddess of sex. Her beautiful tits were grazing Kathy's back as the shorter girl writhed delightedly in front of her. Kathy was obviously loving the way Chris was tonguing her cunt. But she also seemed aware of Helen's naked tits against her back. She leaned back, mashing the soft orbs against her skin. Obviously, Helen wasn't the only female present who liked other women.
"Oooh! I'm going to cum!" Kathy suddenly whimpered. Her head began to whip from side to side and she grabbed hold of her tits. Chris and Helen grabbed hold of the writhing girl. Chris wrapped his arms around her thighs as he shoved his tongue into her cunt harder than ever. Helen held the girl from behind. Now her hands wrapped around Kathy's body and dug into the girl's huge tits, pushing Kathy's hands out of the way. The shorter girl desperately clamped her fingers into Helen's arms, holding on for dear life as she thrashed out her orgasm.
All the while Kathy was coming, Helen continued fucking up and down on Chris' cock. From her corner, Carol could see the redhead's sleek cunt rising up high, Chris' cock pulling out of its glistening wet depths almost to the head. Then Helen would slam down again, burying the shiny white rod inside her pussy. By the time Kathy had finished coming, it was Helen's turn. "Aaaaaahhhhh!" she wailed, convulsing wildly above Chris. She leaned forward, supporting herself on Kathy, biting the other girl's neck.
"Jesus Christ!" Chris burbled around Kathy's cunt. "Your cunt's eating my cock alive!" Carol saw Chris' powerful body jerk upward, carrying the combined weight of Kathy and Helen with it. "AAAARRRGGGHHH!" he bellowed, and Carol knew he was coming. She watched him writhe and twist under the two panting women. Carol suddenly realized she wished she was one of them, but she didn't dare.
"Hey! You still got your clothes on," Chris said in his usual friendly manner. When Carol didn't answer, he pried himself loose from Kathy and Helen and approached her. "What's the matter?" you're hiding over here?" "Oh, I just thought it would be better if I watched," Carol said evasively. What she didn't want to say was how aware she was of his naked body next to hers. If they were only alone, she would have begged him to fuck her.
"Don't you feel funny being the only one dressed?" Chris asked. He started to unbutton her blouse, but she caught his wrists. "Hey! You're all tense," he said. Carol was glad he had finally noticed. "Tell you what," Chris said in his usual soothing manner. "What you need is a good massage." Without waiting for an answer, he moved behind Carol. As his fingers dug soothingly into her tight shoulders, she reflected that this was how they had ended up fucking last night. She wanted to ask him to stop, but what he was doing to her tense muscles felt too good.
It amazed her how short a time it took Chris to talk her out of her clothes. Before she knew it, she was naked on a pile of cushions while he gently stroked her back. And she didn't feel self-conscious. Not with everyone else in the room naked. Her body felt good. Maybe she could talk Chris into taking her into the bedroom for a fuck.
But the others noticed what was happening. "Oh, she has a pretty body ... nice tits," Kathy bubbled. Helen and Kathy came over and sat next to Chris and Carol. Helen began softly stroking her naked skin, first her back, and then her ass. Carol stiffened as she felt the feathery touch of Helen's fingers tracing over the backs of her thighs. Too damned close to her cunt. Carol clamped her legs together, very much aware that Helen could probably probe her cunt from behind.
Strangely, even though Carol was scared stiff, she found that Helen's touch excited her even more than Chris'. "How about turning over so we can see the rest of you," Kathy said. Carol remained on her belly, burrowing into the cushions. "Come on ... they won't hurt you," Chris laughed. Carol felt him tugging at her gently, trying to roll her over. Carol continued to resist.
Then the others became playful. They had been drinking a little, and Steve never seemed to stop rolling joints. "Come on ... come on!" they pleaded. Carol whimpered as she felt three pairs of hands coaxing her to roll over. Not wanting to get them angry, she finally gave in to their demands. "Oh, she does have nice tits," Helen breathed. "And a sweet cunt."
Kathy and Helen began to stroke Carol intimately. Kathy seemed to be paying particular attention to Carol's tits, while Helen's fingers danced over the quaking girl's lower belly and thighs, not exactly touching her cunt, but close. Carol was trembling, mostly out of fear. But there was something else, a kind of forbidden excitement.
"I want to eat her!" Helen exclaimed. "Huh?" Chris said. He had been dreamily finger-fucking Kathy as the plump brunette knelt over Carol. His hand was pumping slowly up and down her cunt. It abruptly stopped. "Suck her cunt! Lap her gash! Get the idea?" Helen giggled. "Mmmmmnnnn", yeah. I bet she'd like that," Kathy said. Her voice was soft and dreamy. She nudged Chris to get him to finger-fuck her some more.
"Come on, open up your legs a little," Helen said to Carol. "No, no, I don't do things like that!" Carol blurted. She was staring at the lovely redhead kneeling over her. Staring at her lovely naked tits. At her red-furred cunt. But most of all at her luscious wet lips, and the tiny pink tongue flickering in and out of her mouth.
"Give me a hand," Helen said to her two friends. "Sure," Chris laughed. He was just stoned enough to follow the redhead's suggestion. Carol felt his strong hands closing around one of her ankles. "You take the other leg," Chris said to Kathy. "Oh, please don't," Carol begged in a low voice. She was afraid to call out any louder because Steve might hear. He was sitting beside the fireplace talking to Joe. Both men were drinking out of a gallon wine bottle. No telling what might happen if he took a renewed interest in her.
Kathy and Chris slowly pried Carol's tensed legs apart. The quivering girl felt a cool wash of air against her unprotected cunt. "Mmmmm, dripping with honey," Helen murmured. She crouched between Carol's spread-eagled legs. Her face was only inches from the girl's cunt. Carol wanted to push her away, but Chris held both her hands. Carol was helpless to fight back and knew it.
Carol's cunt was indeed dripping. Watching the others make love so lewdly had heated up her snatch. Pussy juices gushed out of the tight little gash, beading up on the inner lips, soaking the curly brown hair. The terrified girl's body jerked as she felt Helen's fingers slipping up into her pussy. Stroking delicately, the redhead began to dip into the tight pink slit, pushing aside the thin inner lips, toying with Carol's clit.
Carol was prepared to resist. She didn't believe that unwanted forgers could ever feel good up inside her cunt. But Helen surprised her. She was so careful, so skillful, that every time Carol gritted her teeth and prepared to fight back, the redhead would suddenly shift the attack, stroking some other part of her cunt. In a matter of minutes, Helen had Carol whimpering helplessly. Not quite with abandoned, pleasure, but certainly not with horror. Carol felt as if a butterfly's wings were softly beating inside her pussy slit.
"She's ready. Now I'm going to eat her," Helen finally purred. Carol's head jerked up in horror. So far she'd managed to live with the indignity of being held down while another woman's hand was playing inside her cunt. But would she be able to stand the ultimate degradation of having the woman tongue her helpless cunt?
She didn't have any choice. Chris' hands tightened around her wrists as Helen bent lower. "You'll like it. Honest," he reassured the quaking girl. "Helen eats pussy like you'd never believe," Kathy added. Carol couldn't believe this was happening to her. She stared down at her loins, watching Helen's red hair dip down toward her lewdly spread cunt. She felt hot and wet and alive between her legs, strangely aroused from Helen's delicate finger work. She waited in agony, ready to feel Helen's mouth rape her defenseless cunt. My God! Never in her life had she imagined this would have happened to her.
But Helen, instead of tonguing Carol's cunt, blew into it. "Uuunnnnggghhh," Carol moaned in surprise as she felt the stream of warm air wash over her naked pussy. Her flesh tingled with unexpected pleasure. My God! she thought. If just her breath feels that good, how will it feel when- "Aaaaahhhhh," Carol moaned loudly. Taken unaware, her whole body spasmed when Helen suddenly buried her face against her cunt. Instantly, the redhead's tongue slithered out, stabbing deep into Carol's cunt. Carol spasmed helplessly, her breath catching in her throat.
"Didn't I tell you it'd feel good?" Kathy said smugly. It felt more than good. Helen had spread Carol's cuntlips apart, baring the whole pink slit to her lashing tongue. Carol felt the redhead's mouth working into sensitive areas Carol had never even imagined before. It felt wonderful. "Mmmmmm." It took a little while for Carol to realize those sounds of pleasure were coming from her own throat. And to realize Chris was no longer holding on to her wrists. Once Helen's tongue had gone to work on her starving cunt, Carol was helpless to resist the wild pleasure paralyzing her body.
Carol reached down, but not to push Helen away. Instead, her hands tangled in Helen's red hair and pulled the hotly sucking mouth deeper up into her pussy slit. It no longer mattered that it was a woman sucking her cunt. Or that others were watching. All that mattered was the incredible bliss of Helen's tongue licking up into her pussy.
"You gettin' a good mouthful?" Carol vaguely heard a heavy voice say. Opening her eyes, she saw that Steve had come over to watch. He held a joint in one hand, staring down at his wife's ass as she tongued into Carol's cunt. "I just gotta get a little piece of that," Steve muttered, affectionately patting Helen's ass. Slowly, methodically, Steve started pumping on his cock. It grow hard as Carol watched, open-mouthed. It was even bigger fully erect than she'd expected.
Steve knelt behind his wife. "Open those sweet pussy lips and say 'aah'," he said irreverently. "I'm cumin' in." All this time Helen had been steadily licking Carol's cunt. Carol felt Helen's body jerk and tremble as Steve slowly shoved his massive cock into her cunt from behind. But the redhead never even looked up. Her tongue kept stabbing into Carol's shuddering cunt. Carol couldn't believe it. Not only was another woman tonguing her pussy, but Steve was fucking that woman dog-style while she did it. It slowly grew on the panting young woman that she was involved in an incredibly sexy scene.
On either side knelt Chris and Kathy. Each of them had selected her nearest tit, and were enthusiastically kneading the big soft mounds. Carol quivered as Kathy bent over and started sucking her nipple. "Mmmmm, I feel like I'm fucking all the way through Helen," Steve said in his mumbling, stoned voice. His cock was digging deep into Helen's cunt, surrounding itself with tight wet pussy flesh.
Each time he rocked his hips forward, his loins thudded into Helen's sweetly curved ass, jolting her forward, driving her mouth into Carol's cunt. Soon Carol felt as if Steve was fucking straight through Helen and into her pleasure-washed cunt. Carol knew she was going to come soon. No matter how much she'd tried to avoid what was happening to her now, there was no doubt she was incredibly excited. Helen's talented tongue was driving Carol crazy.
"Ooooohhh, a little harder," Carol started moaning. "Suck my clit. Suck it into your mouth!" The trembling girl knew that another few seconds of cunt-eating like she was getting would put her over the edge. But suddenly Steve started fucking harder into Helen's cunt from behind. "Uuuhhh!" Helen wailed. As her husband's cock slammed harder and harder up into her cunt, she started losing control. Her face became contorted. Her tongue was no longer slithering up into Carol's cunt.
"Oh, God! Don't stop now!" Carol moaned in horror. She had been hanging on the edge of her orgasm. But Helen was out of it for the time being. Disappointedly, Carol watched the redhead have an orgasm right on her belly. Helen's face was twisted and flushed with passion. She slid forward as Steve's cock continued slamming into her from behind, her soft tits thrilling Carol as they dragged over her smoldering cunt.
Then Steve was helping Helen aside. The redhead crawled out of the way, panting for breath. There was nothing between Carol and Steve but his big cock. And she wanted it. It didn't matter any more that she didn't like the man. Her cunt throbbed and ached with passion. She wanted his big prick up inside her horny hole, giving her the fucking she craved. She started to hold her arms up to Steve but he didn't wait. His heavy body thudded down on hers. She was aware of his massive cock ramming straight up into her cunt. Its sudden, violent entry hurt, but Carol didn't care.
"Fuck me! Oh, fuck me hard!" she panted. Her soft arms wound eagerly around Steve's neck, dragging him down. Her legs drew up, opening her cunt to his powerful thrusts. "God, look at 'em go!" Chris exclaimed. Next to him, Steve and Carol were writhing together. Steve was fucking into Carol like a mad bull. His cock had an enormously swollen head. She could feel his prick pushing its way deep into her cunt. The stocky man seemed tireless. She was glad-after watching others fuck for so long, she was ready.
Kathy and Chris were still working on her tits, both sucking now. She felt her nipples swelling harder and harder, almost as if they were going to burst. "I can fuck for hours," Steve panted into the girl's ear. She didn't doubt it. His cock actually felt like it was getting harder. Kathy was the one who brought it to an end. She deserted Carol's tit and moved behind Steve. At first she contented herself with caressing his balls. Then she shoved a finger into Carol's pussy slit, beside Steve's cock which was sliding up into the girl's cunt.
Carol went out of her mind. Kathy's roaming finger felt so obscene up her gushing pussy slit competing with Steve's driving cock. For a while, Kathy succeeded in shoving her finger a little way up inside Carol's cunt, pumping in and out with the stocky man's cunt-slippery prick. Then Kathy started sucking on Steve's balls and the base of his cock. It was more than he could take.
"YYYYAAAA!" Steve bellowed. "Jesus Christ, you're making me come!" Kathy smiled around her mouthful of hairy balls. She could feel the base of Steve's cock shuddering as the first burst of jizz rushed through it. Then Carol was coming, too. The tight crush of bodies around her, the thought of what Kathy was doing, but most of all, Steve's big cock up inside her cunt were enough to put the girl over the edge.
"I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm COOOMMMIIINNNGGGG!" she shrieked. Wailing and thrashing, she bucked out her orgasm under Steve's sturdy body. He was still shooting cum up into her curt, panting and moaning. Kathy licked at his spasming asshole. Chris had twisted around so he could shove his fingers up Kathy's cunt. It was hard to tell which arms and legs belonged to whom.
"Jesus! What happened to my joint?" Steve asked. Chris handed him the stubby marijuana cigarette. Steve pinched it between thumb and forefinger, put it to his lips and drew in. His eyes were partially crossed as he concentrated on filling his lungs with the acrid smoke. "You like that okay, honey?" Helen asked Carol, smiling. "Hey! What's the matter?"
Helen suddenly looked concerned as she stared down at Carol. The naked young brunette was flat on her back, writhing. A wild passionate expression contorted her lovely features. "I wanna come again," Carol panted. "I want somebody to make me come!" "Well, I'll be damned," Helen said, startled. "And just a little while ago we had to hold you down."
Carol barely heard what Helen said. It was happening again, just like last night, just like today with Rajah. Once her body got past a certain point, it took off on its own. Her curt was master now, demanding more and more cock, more and more orgasms. Carol knew she should be ashamed of her insatiable lust, but she couldn't help herself. "I wanna get fucked!" she wailed.
"Coming up," Chris said cheerfully. He flung himself between Carol's outstretched legs. "Jesus, I don't know if I'm hard enough yet," he said ruefully as he tried to stuff his semi-soft cock into Carol's ready curt. "But I'm sure as hell willing." "Let me help," Kathy giggled. Reaching between Chris and Carol's bodies, she began to massage his cock. Almost instantly it began to grow. "I'll put it in for you," she said. Using her fingers like a shoehorn, she stuffed Chris' big cock up into Carol's cunt.
"Ooooohhhh, it feels good, good, good!" Carol panted as she felt her cunt filled with hard prick. She reached down and sank her fingers into Chris' hips, urging him to fuck into her body. "Fast, hard . . . " she begged. Chris very quickly picked up the lovely brunette's insistent passion. He began to fuck hard, slamming his hips against her soft cunt. Carol matched him stroke for stroke. Her full hips bucked up against his descending weight. "Harder! Harder!" she wailed. Her body was running out of control, screaming for more cock. She knew she had a thousand orgasms waiting inside her cunt.
Chris knew he had a hot piece of ass on his hands. Every time Carol begged him to fuck her harder, he tried his best to comply. Unfortunately, the wild way he was pounding his cock into her receptive cunt made him last a very short time. Within a few minutes he knew he was going to come, and he tried to hold back until Carol made it, too. But a sudden spasm inside Carol's cunt, making it grip tightly around his bloated cock, was just too much.
"Oooohhhhh! Shit!" he moaned. "Here I come!" Carol was horrified. "No! No! Please, no!" she wailed. "I-I'm so close. Just wait a few seconds more..." But it was too late. With a strangled moan, Chris started pumping his hot load into the girl's cunt. Carol writhed madly below him, shoving her pussy fiercely against his gushing cock, trying to bring herself off. But it was no use. By the time she was in sight of her orgasm, Chris' depleted prick was already shrinking inside her snatch. "Oooohhhh," she sobbed. "I was so close. I want to come! I want to come a hundred times!"
Chapter Five
"I'll make you come, sweetie," a soft voice whispered in Carol's ear. Carol's eyes flew open. It was Helen hovering above her. "Are you going to eat me again?" she asked hopefully. That would do it. Helen's talented tongue digging into her cunt would suck an orgasm right out of her guts. "Sure," Helen said. "As long as you do something for me, too."
"Huh? What?" "As long as you eat me, too." That one stopped Carol. She had only just become used to the idea of a woman eating her cunt. It was much, much too soon to think of doing the same to another woman. "I ...I don't think I could," she said falteringly. "Why don't you just eat me." "Uh-uh," Helen said firmly. "It's got to be tit for tat. You eat me and I'll eat you."
Carol wanted to refuse point blank. The thought of filling her mouth with Helen's cunt sickened her. But at the same time, her cunt screamed for attention. It looked like, unless she did as Helen asked, she was going to be out of luck. "You eat me first, then I'll eat you," she said cleverly. She could always change her mind later.
"Uh-uh," Helen said again. "We'll both do it at the same time." "But that's impossible," Carol stammered. Helen's eyebrows raised. "Haven't you ever heard of sixty-nine?" she said. Carol had, but always thought of it as something that happened between men and women. But now that she thought of it, she supposed Lesbians could do it, too. Not that Helen was really a Lesbian. There was no doubt she loved cock just as much as the next woman. The way she had reacted to Steve's huge prick was proof enough.
Carol was still trying to decide what to do when Helen took matters into her own hands. Carol was still flat on her back with her legs lewdly parted, baring the cum-soaked pink gash of her cunt. Helen scrambled on top of the startled brunette, facing in the opposite direction. Helen's head was poised right over Carol's cunt, while her own cunt hovered just inches away from Carol's face.
"I can't! I just can't!" Carol wailed. She was staring straight up into Helen's cunt. The bright red pussy hair was peeled back from the center slit. Cum and cunt juice spilled out of the tight, pink little valley. "I think you'll change your mind," Helen murmured. Without waiting for any response, the lovely redhead suddenly buried her face between the other woman's sleek thighs. Her tongue once again lanced into Carol's cunt.
"Aaaaahhh," Carol moaned. Her body quivered with intense pleasure. Goosebumps popped up all over her body, then melted in the wave of heat that soon welled out of her loins. "Oooohhhh, yessss! That'll do it! That'll make me come!" she panted. Her sexual temperature was climbing again. But then Helen suddenly pulled her mouth away from Carol's shuddering cunt. Carol gasped.
"Why did you quit?" she wailed. "I was right on the edge again!" "Remember what I said?" Helen replied sweetly. "Tit for tat. I've got a cunt, too." Carol knew she was trapped. There was no way she was going to get what she wanted unless she cooperated. No doubt, even if Carol begged the men to fuck her, Helen would cause enough trouble to make them hesitate. Besides, the young brunette realized as she glanced desperately around the room, everyone seemed to be fascinated by what was happening between her and Helen. They knelt in a ring around the two lewdly positioned women, staring hungrily. Steve was even fucking Kathy from behind, staring over the kneeling girl's shoulder.
She'd have to do it. Carol forced herself to look straight up into Helen's pussy slit. The crisp red cunt hairs curled around the dripping slit. Drops of moisture beaded the tender inner lips. She could clearly make out the raised mound of Helen's clit. Further down the dripping slash, the redhead's eager pussy pulsed and quivered. The whole hairy, gooey mess reminded Carol of raw oysters, and raw oysters made her sick.
Helen made up her mind for her. Suddenly the annoyed redhead ground her cunt down against Carol's face. Tender cuntlips spread around Carol's mouth, effectively cutting off her air. If she wanted to breathe, she'd have to free her nose from the wet flesh surrounding it. "Mmmmppphhhh ... ppphhhttttt," Carol spluttered. The desperate workings of her mouth fluttered Helen's soft cunt flesh. Carol suddenly felt Helen jerk and shudder above her. "Aaaaahhhh," the lovely redhead moaned. "Oh, Carol, that feels wonderful!"
Helen's obvious delight was surprising. Carol was even more surprised, when, in return, Helen started sucking her cunt again. "Mmmmm," Carol moaned around her mouthful of cunt flesh. Her legs fell open as she felt Helen's knowing tongue shoot up into her pussy. She loved it. She needed it. And she knew how to get it. All she had to do was eat Helen's cunt in return.
Well, maybe it didn't taste so bad after all, Carol rationalized. She experimentally stuck her tongue out a little, tickling Helen's clit with the tip. "Nnnnnnggggg," Helen moaned above her. The more Carol licked, the more furiously Helen sucked back on her cunt. Tit for tat. Slowly Carol warmed to her task. When she realized what she was doing, how obscene she and Helen must look lapping one another's cunts, a hot glow began to sizzle inside her pussy. Yes, this was the way to do it. Let herself go. Turn herself into a lusting, shameless animal.
Within minutes, Carol decided she actually liked the hot musky taste of cunt. She lapped enthusiastically, quivering and moaning in delight as Helen did the same to her. Both women were very near to an orgasm when the light suddenly dimmed. Looking up, Carol saw that someone was kneeling right behind Helen's quivering ass. It was Joe. No doubt about that. He was slowly massaging his huge, swollen cock as he crowded in close to Helen's ass. Carol could recognize that cock anywhere.
But what was he doing? It was several moments before Carol realized Joe was going to fuck Helen. Fuck her at the same time she was eating the redhead's cunt. Carol ducked as much as she could while Joe tried to work the tip of his cock up into Helen's pussy. His big prick passed over Carol's face. Carol had a ringside seat. She watched the bloated cock-tip push past the outer lips, slick with Carol's saliva. It was all happening so close to Carol that she kept crossing her eyes.
Helen seemed to have been taken totally by surprise. "Hey, what the?" she blurted out as she felt Joe's strong hands holding her ass steady. Her whole body jerked when Joe started worming the blunt tip of his cock up into her cunt. Then she seemed to melt. "Oooohhh, yes, it's time for cock!" she exclaimed. Carol saw Helen's ass thrust backward, impaling itself on a few more inches of Joe's prick.
Then Joe was in all the way. Now his cock came sliding back out, smearing pussy juice over Carol's trapped face. She noticed Helen's tender pink cunt flesh caressing the huge prick. The redhead's cunt pulsed and quivered as Joe's prick worked steadily in and out of it. Then Carol remembered her own plight. "Helen ... suck my cunt some more," she begged. "Coming up, baby," Helen panted. Once again she buried her face in the excited brunette's cunt. Her tongue instantly sought out Carol's clit.
Carol was on fire with lust. Never had she anticipated being in a situation as obscene as this. A lovely nude woman was sucking her cunt, while only an inch or two from her face, a huge cock was pumping in and out of Helen's cunt. As Carol's passion grew, her hesitation diminished. Before she knew what she was doing, she was once again sucking Helen's cunt. It was hard, with Joe's balls slapping against her face, but she was at least able to stab her tongue far enough up inside the wet slash above her to reach Helen's clit.
The redhead went wild. "Oooohhhh!" she shrieked. "Oh, you wonderful people! Eat me! Fuck me! Make me come!" Panting with lust, Carol began sucking on Joe's hairy balls, licking at the base of his cock. "Oooohhh, Jesus Christ! Fuck! Goddamn!" Joe moaned. "I'm gonna shoot off!" A thrill raced through Carol as she felt Joe's cock begin to jerk and twitch. It swelled hugely right in front of her eyes.
Then Joe 'was coming. His cock flexed and spasmed, far up inside Helen's snug cunt. A cascade of goo dripped onto Carol's face below. Shuddering with lust, Carol twisted her head from side to side, licking at the slippery liquids gushing out of Helen's snatch. Then she sucked and nipped at Joe's balls, driving the climaxing man half out of his mind.
Not until it was over did Carol realize she hadn't come yet. Neither had Helen. As soon as Joe slumped backward, his dripping cock slithering from Helen's cunt and leaving a trail of cum on Carol, both women went furiously back to suck one another's cunts. By now, Carol couldn't remember ever having any hesitations about eating out another woman. She reveled in the rich taste of Helen's well-fucked cunt as she writhed and twisted beneath the panting redhead.
Both women came at the same time. They managed to keep sucking, but only barely. Helen's cunt spasmed against Carol's lips, then more juice gushed out of it as the inner muscles clamped tightly down against her tongue. "Mmmmmppphhh," the two women burbled into one another's cunts. They held onto one another tightly, writhing and twisting on the floor. Carol thought it was the most incredible orgasm she'd ever had.
But it didn't satisfy her. "More! I want more! A cock this time!" she moaned. Steve and Kathy were standing next to Chris, staring down as Chris tried to unwind Helen and Carol. "Hey, Chris, where'd you find this horny broad?" Steve asked. "She just kind of fell out of the sky," Chris panted. "But I know one thing-I'm gonna plow a furrow in that cunt of hers that'll grow trees."
Chris was burning out of control; that same uncontrollable passion that had turned Carol into an object of lust twice before was at work on the girl again. Normally a kindly man, Chris only wanted to fuck her, use her, make her his slave. Even hurt her. Kathy and Helen watched the three men cluster around the panting, moaning Carol. They looked at one another. "I hope they have something left over for us," Helen said.
Chapter Six
"Oooohhh, my head!" Carol woke the next morning with a sex hangover. Her body ached from the many bizarre positions she had contorted herself into last night while three men and two women fucked, sucked, and licked the hell out of her. And there was the dope. Steve finally got her to smoke his weed.
Where was everybody? The house seemed empty. Carol rolled naked out of her blankets and looked around the deserted living room. No wonder. It was nearly eleven o'clock. It was a work day for most of the others. Chris was going back down the mountain with Kathy, to stay with her a few days. That left just Carol and Joe up on the mountain. Joe. Carol shivered. He could sure fuck, but she still got nervous around the big man. There was something dangerous about him.
But he wasn't in his room, Carol noticed on her way to the bathroom. He was out and he must have taken Rajah with him. Carol quickly got dressed. Hot black coffee jolted some life back into her, but, oh, her cunt was sore! She had fucked it raw. How long had she been at the cabin now? Two or three days? She really didn't know. The days and nights ran together into a blur of endless, half-remembered fucking.
But she'd been here long enough. It seemed like an omen that she was the only one left in the house. She'd go down and pick up her car and leave quietly, leaving her shameful behavior behind. Her car certainly should be ready by now.
On her way down to the village, Carol was once again struck by the beauty of this place. Another clear sparkling morning, with a soft refreshing breeze. Squirrels shot up and down the trunks of the huge trees. It would have been a nice place to stay if she hadn't fouled it up with her shameless sexual abandon. My God, it had been good to fuck, though! The dull ache in Carol's cunt reminded her of the countless times cocks and cunts had slid up inside its slick depths since she'd picked up Chris.
Time to get out of here before she turned into an animal. When Carol got to the garage, she found the mechanic bent over the engine of her car. One look at the clutter of parts scattered around told her it was far from fixed. "We got the parts, all right," the mechanic told her. "But we ran into some unexpected trouble with the valves. It'll be another day or two."
Carol experienced a curiously let down feeling. She had been keyed up to steal silently away, and now she couldn't. Realizing she was hungry, Carol asked the mechanic if there was anyplace she could buy breakfast. "Sure," he said. "Go on over to the restaurant. That's it over there, right next to the general store." The man was pointing to a small cluster of rustic-looking wooden buildings. Carol walked the couple of hundred yards and entered the cool, woody interior of a small restaurant-bar. A group of men sat at a table by the far wall, drinking beer.
Carol had seated herself and was ordering breakfast, when one of the men called to her. "Hey, Carol! How's it feeling this morning?" It was Joe. The group of men around him snickered. With a sinking feeling, Carol realized Joe must have been telling them about her wild behavior up at the cabin. Hating the big crude man, Carol forced herself to remain in the restaurant and eat her breakfast. She could hear a rising murmur of conversation between Joe and his buddies. There was an occasional smutty laugh. No doubt Joe was giving them a blow by blow description of last night.
Carol's face was burning by the time she finished her breakfast. Not trusting herself to look at the men, she walked straight to the cash register and paid. There was a scraping of chairlegs against the wooden floor behind her as she stepped into the bright morning. "Oh, that shithead!" Carol fumed. She started walking rapidly back toward the cabin. But after going only a few yards, Carol heard the restaurant door opening and closing, and the thump of heavy boots on the wooden porch.
The men were coming out of the restaurant! Carol started walking faster. Maybe they hadn't noticed her. The young brunette was halfway up a wooded slope before she dared look back. Oh, no! Joe and two other men were following her, with Rajah loping along beside them.
Carol started to run. She was about two hundred yards ahead of the men. She didn't think she could outrun them, but if she could get out of their sight for a few seconds, perhaps she could hide in the thick underbrush. Topping a rise, Carol suddenly darted off the main trail. Trying her best not to leave tracks, she scrambled into a clump of thick underbrush and lay down.
Hardly daring to breathe, Carol heard the men as they topped the rise. "Hey! Where the hell did she go?" a strange voice said. "Beats me," she heard Joe reply. "Maybe she ran on ahead. Let's hurry up!" Sighing with relief, Carol heard the men sliding down the main trail. "Goddamn it! Where's that fucking dog going?" Joe suddenly snarled. "Rajah! Get your ass back here!"
Horrified, Carol heard the dog snuffling through the brush toward her. Suddenly he burst into her hiding place and started licking her face and barking happily. "Go away! Go away!" Carol hissed desperately. But it was no use. Rajah kept up his joyful barking. "Hey! The dog's found something!" Joe exclaimed. Carol froze as she heard the men coming back up the trail. A minute later the bushes parted over her.
"Well ... look at that," Joe said, grinning as he looked down at Carol. "Whatcha doin'? Taking a nap?" "Leave me alone, Joe," Carol said desperately. "Just leave me alone." Joe looked surprised. "Leave you alone? Hell, baby, last night it was you who wouldn't leave Joe's poor old cock alone. I gotta confess, it's developed a taste for that hot little cunt of yours. How about a little pussy for me and my friends? Right out here in the open?"
The other men had come up now. The three of them stood towering above the crouching girl, leering down at her. Carol could see that they were all drunk. "I ...I just want to go back to the cabin. Please," she said in a small, scared voice. The sexual excitement emanating from Joe and his two friends was menacing. "Naw," Joe said. "Why don't you stay here and entertain us a little while." He and one of the other men seized Carol by the arms and hoisted her to her feet. "There's a nice spot to talk, right over there," he said.
Carol was half-dragged to a small grassy clearing. She flinched away from their relentless prodding touch. What makes it so different now? she wondered. For the last couple of days she had been taking on all comers, fucking both men and women. Even Steve, as obnoxious as he was. So why did she feel so revolted by the thought of fucking Joe and his two companions? That was clearly what they wanted.
Then she realized she was scared because they had hunted her down like a wild animal. Deep inside, she had a fear they were going to hurt her. And she was tired of being used and abused by every man up here who wanted to stick a cock in her. "Let me go! Let me GO!" she yelled, struggling helplessly in their iron grips.
"Hey ... cut it out!" Joe snarled, grabbing hold of Carol's arm so tightly that the pain made her gasp. Instantly she quieted. "I don't think she's gonna let us do it, Joe," one of the men said, a tall, slender, leather-faced man. "Don't you believe it, Pete," Joe grunted. "She's always like this at first, but once she gets turned on, she'd fuck a goat."
Carol cringed at the description. But she realized that Joe was right, at least the way he saw it. Hadn't she actually fucked a dog? "She sure looks like she's got a nice body," the second man said. He was short and stocky, with a good-looking, but rather brutal face. "Let me tell you, Tom," Joe said. "She's stacked. Here, take a look at her tits!"
While the other two men held her, Joe began to unbutton her blouse. He was so excited that he began ripping buttons off. When Carol started struggling, trying to keep the big man from completely stripping her of her blouse, he jerked too hard and tore the flimsy garment. "Hold still, damn you!" he snarled. "Or you'll wish you had."
His menacing tone frightened Carol. She forced herself to hold still while he roughly removed her bra. Now the quivering girl stood naked to the waist, imprisoned in the iron grip of-the men. Her big tits rose and fell rapidly in time to her frightened breathing. "Jesus! Look at them knockers!" Pete grunted. One of his rough hands dug into Carol's tit, the callused fingers sinking deep into soft creamy flesh.
"Lemme have one of 'em," Tom said eagerly. He began fondling Carol's other tit, paying particular attention to the nipple. "Like silk," he said. "And feel that sweet little nipple. Getting hard already." With a shock, Carol realized he was right. As she looked down she could see her nipples swelling under the unwanted attention. It seemed that her body would react to anything, no matter how unresponsive she wanted to be.
"I'm gonna get her panties off," Joe said, kneeling in front of Carol. She started struggling again. "Oh, no ... not my panties! Please! Leave them alone!" She knew that once the men stripped her, she would be totally at their mercy. She writhed and twisted, holding her legs as far apart as she could so that Joe couldn't slip the panties down her legs.
After a short, fierce struggle, Joe realized he wasn't getting anywhere. With a muttered curse, he pulled out a small sheath knife he was wearing on one hip. Carol froze. Oh my God! she thought. He's going to kill me! But Joe had other ideas. As Carol held still, afraid to move, he cut her panties off her. He threw the tattered rags into the brush.
"Now, you guys want to feel a fabulous cunt, be my guests," he said proudly. While Carol stood ashamed, Pete knelt and shoved his hand up underneath her skirt. His blunt fingers thrust their way up into Carol's crotch, searching out her pussy. She tried to keep her legs clamped together, and all Pete got was a handful of her soft pussy hair.
But then Tom started worming his hand toward her cunt from behind. Carol stiffened, and tried to writhe away from his hand. But her loins thrust forward, opening her slit to Pete. "Uuuhhhh," she whimpered as the lanky man's hard forefinger shot into her tender pussy slit. Instantly she jerked back, only to feel Tom's hand probing at her cuntal opening.
Tears of rage and shame coursing down her face, Carol had no choice but to stand there while their hands plundered her pussy. Tom's finger hurt as it shoved brutally up into her cunt. And Pete was eagerly mauling her clit with his forefinger, his long, dirty nail scraping the tender little bud. "Hey ... she's getting wet!" Tom laughed. Not only could Carol feel the familiar moist heat building slowly between her thighs, but she could hear a wet squishing sound as the two men slopped their fingers inside her cunt.
What's the matter with me? Carol desperately asked herself. I shouldn't be reacting to these filthy brutes at all. "Let's get that skirt off her," Joe suggested. The other two men were eager to help as he stripped off the simple garment, the last article of clothing Carol was wearing. In a moment she was standing totally naked, propped up between the three grinning men. Her flesh crawled as she felt their eyes raking over her nude body.
Tom seemed particularly interested in her tits. His hands roamed over the big firm mounds, digging into their silky softness. Leaning forward, he started sucking the nipples and nibbling them. Carol fought to keep silent. With growing horror, she realized that what Tom was doing to her tits felt good. Little tremors of pleasure were radiating from her well-sucked nipples. But she'd be damned if she'd give these miserable animals a chance to find out. Vowing not to utter a sound, Carol gritted her teeth as Tom continued his licking and sucking. But it was hard. Hard as her swelling nipples.
"Come on, let's get her down on the ground," Pete said. "I want to fuck her." Carol tried to resist one last time. Kicking and struggling, she fought the three men as they pushed her onto the soft grass. Rajah, who had been sitting a little off to one side, nervously eyeing the scene, now began to bark furiously. His loyalties were divided between Joe and Carol. He rushed from one to the other, barking as the struggle continued.
"Damn mutt!" Joe yelled. "Git! Git the hell out of here!" Picking up a stone, he threw it at the dog. Rajah yelped and dodged aside. Running about twenty yards away, he continued to pace back and forth nervously as he watched Carol being raped by the three men. Even when the men had her on her back, Carol kept struggling. "Goddamn!" Pete said. "How'll we ever hold her still enough to fuck her?"
"I got an idea," Tom said. "Let's tie her up." Pulling a length of cord from his bulging pocket, he started tying Carol's wrists and ankles to small saplings, until she was lying spread-eagled on the grass. Finally Carol had to stop struggling. Fighting against the cords only made them bite painfully into her wrists and ankles. She lay panting, looking hopelessly up at the three grinning men.
"She's a real beauty," Pete said, staring down at the naked girl: His eyes swept over her firm, upthrusting tits, rising and falling in time to her ragged breathing. Because of her arms being tied, Carol's ribcage protruded such that her stomach hollowed out beneath. Her slim waist curved down into broad, lush hips, punctuated at the center by a dark patch of curly pussy hair.
Pete knelt between the cringing girl's wide-splayed legs. He was staring into her crotch. Beneath the soft screen of her pussy hair he could see the gleam of naked cunt flesh. "I gotta fuck that," he grunted. "But first I'm gonna take a look at what my cock's going into." Pete slid his rough hands up the velvety insides of Carol's thighs. She cringed as her tender skin was scratched and bruised. "Soft as silk," Pete murmured as his fingers brushed her cunt hair out of the way.
Placing a thumb on each cuntlip, Pete pried her pussy open. The thick outer lips peeled out of the way, revealing the moist pinkness within. Carol's labia slowly gaped open, dark with blood around the edges. Pete could see past them to the deepest recesses of her cunt. Little trickles of pussy juice ran down the deep slit, and a sweet, heady aroma wafted up from Carol's cunt.
"Jesus," Pete mumbled. "Any man who'd stick a cock in that sweet little box oughta have his tongue cut out." "Whatta you mean, Pete?" Tom asked nervously. He was kneeling beside Carol, fondling her pink-nippled tits. "I mean, I'm gonna eat her," Pete growled. "Then I'll fuck her!"
Why don't they just get it over with? Carol wondered. Why torture her this way? She lay on her back, her arms and legs stretched taut, unable to move. Never had she felt so helpless. Now Pete wanted to stick his rotten tongue up her cunt. Well, let him! She'd be damned if she'd give any of these bastards the satisfaction of seeing her react! But when was he going to start? The waiting was getting to be too much for Carol. She raised her head and stared down at Pete. His head was only inches from her cunt. He was staring down into its flushed depths, licking his lips. She was intensely aware of how helplessly open her cunt was.
"Oh, no! Please! Let me go," she whimpered for one last time. "Please don't do this horrible thing to me!" Pete looked up at her disbelievingly. "Are you nuts?" he demanded. "You think I'd stop now? With a cunt like this staring me in the face?" The lanky man leaned forward and buried his face between Carol's outstretched legs. "Aaaahhhh!" Carol cried as she felt Pete's tongue lance up her cunt. The sound burst out of her. . She couldn't help herself. It felt as if she'd been plugged into an electric socket. Wild tremors shot through her cunt. Gritting her teeth, Carol tried to control herself. But it was impossible. Pete was tonguing her cunt avidly, stabbing deep into the most sensitive parts.
Carol struggled to writhe away from that lashing tongue, but the ropes were too tight. She could only pound her hips up and down against the ground. Pete wound his arms around Carol's thighs, holding her down. Working his lips deep into her pussy slit, he sought out her clit with his tongue. "Uuuunnnggghhh," Carol moaned. She abruptly stopped struggling. Now her only movements were confined to a violent trembling of her hips and belly. With the last of her strength, she fought back against the intense sensations shuddering through her cunt, but it was no use.
Once again her body betrayed her. "Ooooohhhh," she whimpered. My God, but Pete's busy tongue felt wonderful inside her cunt! Moaning more loudly, Carol writhed underneath Pete's bulk. Now her hips were steadily pumping. She twisted her cunt in little circles, teasing it against Pete's lashing tongue. "Mmmmnnnnn," she moaned. If he kept this up, she knew she'd come!
"Wow, that hot little cunt really changes her tune fast!" Tom exclaimed, his hands full of Carol's tits. "I told you, didn't I?' Joe laughed. "Once you turn her on, it's hard as hell to get her turned back off. "Hey, when you gonna stop playing around and fuck her, Pete?" Tom asked. "We're gonna want our turns, too."
Pete pulled his face away from Carol's cunt, his cheeks glistening with her pussy juices. "Jesus! She's so fucking wet I'm afraid I'm gonna drown," he spluttered. "Time to dip the old wick." Totally out of control now, Carol winced when Pete withdrew his tongue from her cunt. She wanted him to tongue her some more. "Please . . . " she begged. "Please . . . " "Please what?" Pete asked. He was kneeling, unzipping his fly, ready to pull out his cock. But he waited a moment. "Please what?" he demanded once again.
Carol blushed. She hated to say it, but her cunt demanded attention. "C-Can you lick me a little more?" she asked timidly. Her cunt burned and twitched, waiting. "Uh-uh," Pete said bluntly. "I've had all the cunt-eating I want today." Consternation showed on Carol's lovely, flushed face. "Oh, please!" she blurted out. "Just a little more! Just so I can come!"
"You got it all wrong," Pete said with evil grin. "I'm not gonna eat you. I'm gonna fuck you ... with this!" Reaching into his pants, Pete pulled out his cock, thick and hard and throbbing. "Oh, yes ... yes . . . that'll do it," Carol said. She lay back, waiting for him to shove his big prick up into her needing cunt. But nothing happened. After a short while, Carol looked up. "What's the matter?" she asked Pete. "I'm waiting," he said flatly, gently stroking his erect cock. "I'm waiting for you to beg me." "What?" Carol exclaimed.
"I'm waiting for you to beg me to fuck you. Unless you do, you don't get one inch of this hard old cock." The leer on Pete's face sickened Carol. She wanted his cock, her pussy needed his cock. But could she stand the humiliation of begging the grinning man? "Okay," she gritted out from between her teeth. "Okay ... do it to me."
Pete moved forward, until the tip of his cock was brushing over the girl's heated cuntlips. She strained upward, trying to coax the big organ up into her cunt. "That's not enough," Pete leered. "Say you want me to fuck you. Use that word." The last of Carol's control went. "Oh, all right!" she wailed. "I want you to fuck me! Shove your cock up my cunt! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Carol hated herself for giving in. Debased and humiliated, she cringed as Pete moved in closer on his knees. "Okay, baby," he snickered. "You asked for it nice, now you're gonna get it." Pete worked the head of his cock up and down Carol's slick pussy slit, getting it good and wet with her gushing juices. Only then did he shove the cock just up inside the writhing girl's cuntal opening.
"What was that you were asking me?" he asked again, hesitating for a moment. "You rotten sonofabitch!" Carol raged. "Stop torturing me! Ram your cock up my cunt!" "You asked for it, baby," Pete grunted. He stared down to where his cock half-disappeared up Carol's cunt. Her soft wet pussy lips were clamping around the boated tip desperately. Looking up, he saw her eyes begging him to fuck her. He couldn't hold back another moment. With a single powerful flick of his hips, Pete buried his swollen cock in Carol's pussy.
"Oh, yes ... that's the way!" she
wailed. "Yes ... yessssss! Shove your big cock all the way up to my throat! Fuck me until I howl!" "Jesus, what a hot bitch," Pete muttered. Falling full length on the brunette's tightly bound body, he began to fuck into her savagely.
Panting and moaning on the grass, Carol found herself being overcome by a new thrill. She loved being tied down. Somehow it made being fucked by Pete a lot sexier. Almost as if she were a helpless sacrifice to his thrusting cock. It made it easier for her to let go. Being tied in place, she could become as wild inside as she wanted. The harder it was for her to move on her own, the more she wanted to, and the only part of her left free was her cunt. All her attention was focused on that one sensitive spot.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she moaned. "Fuck my cunt!" Carol could hardly believe it was her own voice she was hearing, uttering a solid string of obscenities. The last of her reserve had disappeared. She knew now she would let these men fuck her whenever they wanted. She was their slave.
Carol had her first orgasm of the day. Her back arched as much as her bonds would allow. As her spasming pussy clamped around Pete's steadily pumping cock, he started to come. "Christ! Her cunt feels like it's gonna pinch my cock in two!" Pete wailed as he started pumping cum into the girl s twitching pussy. "Yeah," Joe grinned. "She's got a real snapping pussy. Gobbles cock like a chicken going after a worm."
Pete panted out the rest of his orgasm, then pulled his dripping cock from Carol's cunt. "More . .'. more . . . " Carol pleaded, her hips writhing upward, searching for another cock. "Jesus, it's my turn, ain't it, Joe?" Tom asked hopefully. Already he had pulled his stiff prick out of his pants. Carol eyed it eagerly. "Sure, go. ahead, Tom," Joe said grandly. He knew he'd get his. There was no wearing out this chick's cunt.
Chapter Seven
"Get me another beer, cunt." Without looking up, Joe held out his hand. Rushing breathlessly from the kitchen, Carol slapped a bottle of beer into the outstretched paw. "Next time, don't take so long," he snarled. Joe, Pete, and Tom were playing poker: The three men were seated around a table in the middle of the cabin. A huge pile of half-empty beer bottles littered the room. The men were drunk. Carol hovered anxiously near, ready to run and get anything the three might want. She was, in effect, their slave.
It was three days since they had raped her in the woods. Ever since, all of them had been staying in the cabin. Carol worked her ass off to keep the place livable. She had to fuck her ass off, too. The men were at her all the time. She never knew when one of them might demand a quick fuck. After the first day, Joe had the bright idea of dressing her up in a special costume. Long black stockings, high heels, and a short apron that didn't quite reach down to her cunt.
Nothing else. Bare tits, bare ass, bare cunt, accentuated by her obscenely brief costume. "Jesus! That's the fifth hand in a row I've lost," Tom said sullenly, throwing down his cards. "So? What are you bitching about?" Joe growled. "You won twenty bucks off me yesterday." "Big deal. I'm down thirty today. What I need is something to change my luck. Something to jazz me up a little."
Tom thought a moment. "Hey, you, cunt!" he suddenly snapped. Carol's head jerked up, her eyes alert and wary. The men all called her "cunt" now. She knew better than to complain. They could get mean. "You ... you want something?" she asked anxiously. What had she forgotten to do? "Yeah. Come over here and suck my cock," Tom said in a bored voice. Carol walked over and stood next to Tom's chair. She shifted her feet nervously, but the stocky man continued staring at his cards.
Finally he looked up. "Well? What the fuck are you waiting for?" he snapped. "I told you to suck my cock." "Right here?" Carol stammered. "While you're playing?" "Yeah. I got a good hand. I don't want to stop." Tom continued studying his cards. "Come on. Down on your knees and start sucking." Shrugging, Carol knelt next to Tom's chair. She could see he wasn't going to cooperate at all. She would have to do everything herself.
Unzipping Tom's fly, she fished out his cock. It was still soft but hardening rapidly. It throbbed in her hand as she stared down at it. She was getting tired of sucking cocks. That seemed to be what the men mostly wanted from her. She wished they'd fuck her instead. Sighing, the half-naked girl started licking the head of Tom's cock. She felt his body twitch as her tongue slid over the sensitive underside of his glans. But he tried to act cool and controlled.
H e discarded. "Gimme two cards ... uuuuhhhhnnnnn." The moan came when Carol slyly stabbed the tip of her tongue up into the tiny slit in the end of his cock. Tom was sweating within minutes. "I'll see you and raise two bucks," he managed to grit out in reply to Pete's opening bet. His eyes were growing glassy when he was called. "See!" he said triumphantly when he won the hand. "I told you I needed something to change my luck!"
He raked in the pot, then put his hand on the back of Carol's head and pushed down. "Suck it, for God's sake," he growled. Carol gagged as his swelling cock shoved its way to the back of her throat. But she obediently sucked. Tom's cock grew larger in her mouth until her lips were stretched tightly around the bloated shaft. It was Tom's turn to deal. He took the pack shakily, trying not to moan as Carol sucked busily on the tip of his cock. Trying to shuffle the cards, he dropped them once, and fumblingly picked them up.
The other two men shifted nervously in their seats as Tom started the deal. Both were staring at Carol's head, bobbing up and down in Tom's lap. They could clearly hear the wet slurping sounds her mouth made as she worked it up and down Tom's rigid prick. "Oh, Jesus," Tom moaned as Carol started squeezing his balls.
"Hey! You still dealing?" Joe asked irritably. "Oh, yeah," Tom panted, barely managing to regain control of himself. He dealt quickly, fighting with all his strength to ignore the intense sensations throbbing through his loins. With a sigh of relief he put down the deck. Oh, God, but his cock felt good! Carol sure could suck! Then Tom became aware that Pete was talking to him.
"Huh?" he asked shakily. "I said I'd take three cards," Pete snapped. "Wake up, for shit's sake!" Tom picked up the deck and started to deal out the three cards. Down in his lap, Carol was aware he was on the verge of coming. His cock was swelling larger and larger inside her mouth. She decided it might as well be now, while he was trying to deal. That would teach the bastard to not fuck her, to waste this nice hard cock in her mouth when her cunt ached with need.
Tom had dealt Pete his three cards. "Only one for me," Joe said. Tom tried to flip him the card but his hands suddenly weren't working. Carol was sucking madly on his cock, her hands pumping his balls. "Oooohhhh . . . JESUS!" Tom suddenly bellowed. His hands spasmed, crumpling the deck.
Cards shot all over the table. "AAARRRGGGHHHL" he roared. His hands dropped to Carol's head, shoving it down hard against his spouting cock, holding it in place as he pumped his jizz up into her mouth. Carol purposely didn't swallow all the cum gushing into her mouth. She let a lot of it run back out, soaking into the front of Tom's pants. She was still pissed off that she hadn't been fucked recently.
"Shit!" Joe growled. "And I had a hell of a good hand!" Disgustedly, he flipped a new deck onto the table. "Clean up this mess," he snapped to Carol. The brunette was getting up from her knees, wiping a smear of Tom's cum from her lips with the back of her hand. "And bring me another beer," Joe added. "A beer for all three of us."
Carol decided to get the beer first. The men got ugly when they didn't have one in their hands. She brought the three frosty bottles and put them down on the table. Then she started scooping up the scattered, bent cards from the first deck. Carol was standing next to Joe as she worked. Casually, he slipped his right hand up the back of her thighs. Before she knew what he intended, Joe rammed his thumb up her cunt.
"Aaaahhh!" Carol straightened with a jerk. Her eyes flew open, big and round and wondering. Then, as Joe began slowly shoving his thumb in and out of her pussy, her eyes softened, glittering with pleasure as a warm sexy glow began inside her cunt. Joe's thumb was cold from having held his beer bottle, but the coldness was oddly exciting. Carol stood dreamily, swaying on her feet, her hips beginning to pump slowly down against Joe's thrusting thumb.
Tom and Pete stared. Carol was facing them, and since Joe's hand was coming in from behind the girl's body, they could clearly see Joe's thick thumb shoving in and out of her cunt. It pushed past her fleshy cuntlips, puckering the skin as it reached far up into her cuntal opening. The soft brown pubic hair was growing wet as Joe's chugging thumb smeared pussy juice over the girl's cuntlips.
"Oooohhhh," Carol sighed. Joe's thumb wasn't, nearly as big as a cock, but she had no doubt it could make her come. She was steadying herself for her orgasm when Joe suddenly got bored. As casually as he had shoved it in, he popped his thumb out of the girl's cunt. "Noooo," Carol mumbled. That had been happening all too often lately. She was ready to complain, but then decided better. Too much chance of getting Joe mad.
Sadly Carol picked up the last of the cards and headed back for the kitchen. Pete watched her go. The girl's naked ass swayed enticingly. The long black stockings and the short apron accentuated the ivory gleam of her ass-cheeks. Stray tendrils of pussy hair poked back between her thighs. Pete looked over at Joe. The big man had started to wipe his glistening thumb on his pants, but then spotted the dog. "Here, Rajah," he ordered. The big black animal. got up and ambled closer and Joe let him smell his thumb. Rajah looked interested and licked the thumb clean.
"Would you look at that?" Joe guffawed. "The fucking dog is a natural where cunt is concerned." Carol listened as she continued into the kitchen. She wondered for one terrified moment if Joe knew she had fucked Rajah. She prayed he didn't. That was one secret she wanted to keep. A secret she shared only with Chris. And Chris was different. She knew he would never treat her as coldly or contemptuously as Joe and his two slob-like companions.
And he could fuck. After three days with Joe and the others, she was eagerly looking forward to Chris' return. Joe was still trying to get Pete to watch Rajah licking pussy juice off his thumb. But Pete was thinking of Carol, and of her lush ass disappearing into the kitchen.
She came back out with a damp cloth in one hand. He stared at the fluffy patch of cunt hair between her legs, and at her big swaying tits. Carol turned away and bent over to mop off the top of a small table. Her ass was thrust back in Pete's direction. "Goddamn," the tall man murmured. "A man can only stand so much temptation." Getting up, he moved swiftly toward Carol, unzipping his pants.
Carol didn't notice him. She was still thinking about Chris. She realized Pete was behind her when the tip of his cock slipped between her thighs. "Oh!" she yelped, startled. She started to straighten up, but Pete forced her back down again, bent forward over the table. One of his hands hooked around her hip, jerking her ass back against his loins.
"Spread them legs a little," he ordered. Taken by surprise, Carol shuffled her feet apart, slightly opening her cunt. That was all Pete needed. His cock slammed up into Carol's pussy. "Uuuunnngggg!" the girl grunted, gasping from the force of Pete's thrust. One minute she had been standing there, horny, the next minute she had a cunt full of cock.
Dizzy from the shock of the sudden assault, she had a moment to be grateful that Joe had so recently had his thumb up her cunt, getting it wet. Otherwise, Pete's brutal thrust might have torn something. "Well ... I suppose the card game is over for the day," Joe chuckled, watching Pete pound his cock up into Carol from behind.
"Just when I felt a lucky streak coming on," Tom said sulkily. "Look, asshole, we'd still be playing if you hadn't stuck your cock in her face," Joe sneered. He was getting tired of having Pete and Tom around all the time. They were drinking up his booze and fucking his broad. Not that he minded watching Pete fuck Carol. He admired the way the lanky man was pounding his cock up into the girl's cunt. He was fucking so hard that each thrust nearly lifted Carol off the floor. If she hadn't had the sturdy table to hang onto, she'd be on her face by now.
Carol was starting to whimper and moan. This was the hardest any of the men had fucked her so far. She ground her ass back against Pete's pounding loins, trying to open her cunt to his driving cock as much as she could. "Goddamn fucking bitch," Pete snarled. "Walkin' around here dressed like that, your ass and tits hangin' out ... it's enough to drive a man nuts."
Pete conveniently forgot he was one of the ones who had insisted Carol dress that way. "Take that, cunt! And that ... and that ... and that!" Every mighty thrust Pete made into Carol's cunt, he meant to hurt her. But he was only giving the whining girl one of the best fucks of her life. The suddenness added to her excitement. "Oooohhhhh," she moaned. Her knuckles whitened as she held desperately to the edge of the table. Head down, her hair sweeping the table top, she concentrated on jamming her ass backwards, filling her cunt with Pete's hard cock.
Then Pete was coming. She felt his cock jerking and twitching inside her snatch. The first jet of jizz drilled up her cunt. "Oh, I've got to hurry, hurry ... hurry!" she thought desperately. "I've gotta come!" Carol had time for one short, sharp climax before Pete abruptly pulled his cock from her dripping hole. The whole fuck had lasted less than a minute. As intense and savage as it had been, it still wasn't enough. That quickie climax had left the girl hornier than ever.
But it seemed to have satisfied Pete for the moment. He stuffed his shrinking cock back into his pants and headed back to the living room. He joined his buddies who were sitting around the fireplace. "Get us bottle of whiskey," Joe grunted in Carol's direction. Oh, no, she thought worriedly. It was always bad news when they started on the hard stuff. They got mean. Particularly Joe.
While the men drank, Carol thought about her situation. She was getting tired of the way the men were treating her. Oh, her cunt loved it. She loved the sexual attention from three strong men. But they had been fucking her less and less. And the increasing humiliation they were putting her through was getting harder to bear. At first it had been a thrill, and Carol had slipped easily into the role of the ravished maiden.
But she wasn't getting ravished often enough. Her cunt throbbed with need. Pete's quick fuck had only been a teaser. Well, it would be different when Chris got back. Then she could get all the fucking she wanted. Chris' warm smile, his many little kindnesses, his big cock; they were something to look forward to. She looked over at Joe and his friends. They were already shit-faced drunk. Oh-oh. Joe had seen her watching them. He had a look on his face that could only mean trouble.
"You know," Joe said to the others. "This dumpy cabin is beginning to bore me." "Oh?" Pete said vaguely. "Yeah. It ain't got enough color, enough zing. -The decorating in here is for the birds." Tom and Pete were starting to pick up the sly mockery in Joe's voice.- Their ears pricked up. They knew good old Joe could always be good for a laugh.
"So what can we do about it?" Tom giggled. "Wall hangings," Joe suddenly said. "What we. need is wall hangings. Really nice ones. They'd jazz up the place." Carol didn't like the tone in Joe's voice. She turned, ready to slip away into the kitchen. "Hey, you, cunt!" Joe barked at her before she could leave. "Guess what? You're gonna be a wall hanging."
"A ... a what?" Carol stammered. "A wall hanging. Get your ass over here!" Nervously Carol went over to Joe. He slid his hand up her thighs, yanked out a couple of her pussy hairs. Carol flinched, but kept silent. "Yeah, real nice texture," Joe grunted, looking at the crinkly hairs in his hands. He stared at her pink-nippled tits. "Nicely contrasting colors. You'll do. Get those fucking silly clothes off."
"Now, Joe . . . " Carol started to say. "GET 'EM OFF!" Joe suddenly yelled. Carol saw that the level of whiskey in the bottle was dangerously low. She had better not take a chance on provoking Joe. Oh, if Chris were only here! He'd make sure Joe didn't go too far.
When Carol was naked, Joe lurched to his feet. Swaying, he opened a drawer and rummaged inside. "I used to have a girl friend who was an interior decorator," he said. "She showed me how to fix up a place, do-it-yourself. Ahhh, here we are. Just the things we need to tack up a wall hanging."
Joe held up a hammer and some nails. Carol paled. My God! Was he going to nail her to the wall? She started edging away, but Joe noticed. "Grab her, you guys," he ordered. Strong hands seized hold of the girl. She stood trembling as Joe continued fumbling in the drawer. "Now you two hold her against the wall. With her arms up and her legs kind of spread out. Yeah, like that."
When he was satisfied with Carol's position, Joe took several broad pieces of leather from the drawer. He stretched a strip of the leather over Carol's right wrist, and then nailed the ends to the wall. Three more strips took care of her legs and other wrist. One long broad piece around her waist, and Carol was securely nailed to the wall, spread-eagled, both arms over her head-and her legs braced wide apart.
"Now ain't that pretty?" Joe said proudly, sitting back and admiring his work. "Such warm flesh-like tones. Hell, let's face it. Our wall hanging has great tits and a juicy cunt." Tom and Pete were admiring the girl, too. The way her arms were stretched up over her head had pulled her tits up high. Tom flicked his finger nail over one of the pink little nipples.
"Hey, look . . . it's alive!" he chortled, pointing, as Carol's nipple reacted, growing harder. Carol quivered under the stocky man's touch. She had never felt so vulnerable. Pinned to the wall upright, she sensed the men's eyes boring into her nude body. She knew they could touch her anywhere they wanted, do anything to her and she couldn't do anything but accept it. "Hey, how we gonna fuck her, stuck to the wall like that?" Pete asked. "Her cunt's too low." "You got a point. She'd even be hard to eat." Suddenly Joe's pig-like eyes lit up. "Eureka!" he cried, holding up his thumb.
The others looked at him as though he were crazy. Until he called Rajah. "Here boy," he said coaxingly. "You're gonna get some lunch." Then Tom and Pete remembered how the dog had lapped the warm pussy juices from Joe's thumb. "Right over here, Rajah," Joe said, guiding the dog's head between Carol's naked thighs. "Get a whiff of that."
Rajah's tail started to wag as he smelled the rich aroma of Carol's recently fucked cunt. He shoved his nose into the steaming slit. "Oh!" Carol exclaimed as the cold black snout bored into her cunt. She tried to jerk away, but the leather strips were too tight. Carol had never felt so humiliated. It was bad enough the way the men treated her, but now they were going to make her Rajah's plaything while they watched.
Joe and the others sat back in their chairs, grinning as they watched Rajah nose into Carol's cunt. They were amused by the stunned look on the girl's face. Suddenly Rajah's long tongue snaked out, burrowing up between Carol's legs, splaying hotly over her cunt. "Uuuunnn," the girl panted. Her body twitched as she felt Rajah's familiar tongue slithering over her pussy flesh. She knew what his tongue was capable of doing to her, but she hated to have this happening in front of the three grinning apes.
Carol didn't even try to fight it. She knew there was no way to stop that incredible tongue from turning her into a sex-frenzied jelly. "Oooohhhh, God!" she moaned. Rajah's tongue was digging powerfully between her pussy lips, gliding over the sensitive, pink inside. Her hips began to jerk and twitch uncontrollably. She wished she didn't have the leather band around her waist. She wanted to shove her cunt forward and impale herself on the lashing wet tongue licking her snatch.
"Jesus, look at her go!" Tom giggled. The front of his pants were beginning to bulge as he watched the lewd spectacle against the wall. He knew unless he got his cock out into the open soon, it was going to hurt, trapped inside his pants. Carol lost more control. "Ooohhhh ... Rajah! You wonderful cunt-licker. Lap my box! Stick your tongue up my twat!" she wailed. She knew she was making herself a spectacle in front of the men, but she didn't care. The only thing that mattered to her now was the hot gliding muscle digging into her cunt.
All the men had their cocks out now and were slowly pumping them. The rigid shafts pulsed and throbbed, thrusting upward like obscene flowers. Carol caught a glimpse of them and realized why she let these men use her so crudely. They were all hung like bulls. "Oooohhh! I'm going to cum. AAAAIIIYYYYY!" Carol spasmed powerfully, the straps creaking as she writhed and twisted. A hot gush of pussy juice flooded out her cunt, some of it running down her thighs, the rest eagerly lapped up by Rajah.
Encouraged, the big dog increased the tempo of his licking. By now, Carol's clit was so swollen with passion that it peeped out from between her pussy lips. The dog's tongue couldn't miss it. "Oh, God! I can't stand it! Can't stand it!" Carol wailed. It felt as if molten lava were scorching her pussy. The whole pink, quivering, hair-fringed area was becoming so sensitive that she thought she would go out of her mind.
Her only defense was to come, and keep coming. Carol writhed and twisted, pinned to the wall like a bug. She sensed that being bound so tightly was adding to her passion. She remembered how she had felt that day in the woods, when Tom and Joe and Pete had tied her down and fucked her. Once again, being unable to move was forcing her attention to her wildly responding cunt. Never in her life had the young brunette been so incredibly turned on.
Carol had orgasm after orgasm. After a while she could no longer tell when one ended and the next began. Her body was racked by one long, continuous, shuddering climax. Pussy juice gushed out of her snatch, eagerly lapped up by Rajah. But it wasn't enough. As many times as she came, Carol realized she needed something more. Something up inside her convulsing cunt. A cock. A hard cock. She needed a cock.
Carol was even ready to let Rajah fuck her right in front of the three men. She didn't care how animal-like that made her in their eyes. All that mattered was getting fucked. Rajah's lapping of her cunt was the most incredible foreplay in the world, but now she was ready for the real thing-a cock up her cunt.
Chapter Eight
Tom to the rescue. He had been sitting too long, watching Carol writhing on the wall. Such a shame to waste her sweet cunt on a dog's tongue when he had a painfully hard erection. "I gotta get me some of that," Tom muttered. He began pulling off his clothes. He wanted to feel Carol's soft tits and sleek body against his bare skin. Tom had a little trouble working his shorts down over his bloated cock-shaft, but in a few moments he was totally naked.
Carol saw a flash of naked skin out of the corner of her eyes. She was sagging down against her straps, like someone crucified, panting and moaning tiredly. Oh, my God! One of the men was going to fuck her! Carol stared at the hard rod jutting out from Tom's loins. As he moved toward her, his cock danced and swayed underneath his belly.
"Come on, get the fuck outta here, mutt!" Tom yelled at Rajah. He had a hard time prying the dog loose from Carol's cunt. Whining disappointedly, the big animal trotted to a corner and lay down, watching. "I'm gonna shove my cock up your cunt, bitch," Tom panted. He stepped forward and dug his hands into Carol's tits, savoring the silky, soft feel.
Carol whimpered, half in pain, half in ecstasy. Her tits throbbed, but what she wanted was something up her cunt. Her clit had swollen so large that it ached. She doubted she could stand anything else touching it. Her cunt needed attention. Tom crowded in close and tried to shove his cock up into Carol's pussy hole. But it was difficult. He had to bend his knees a little to get down low enough.
"It isn't fucking working," he grunted. Holding his cock in one hand, he attempted to work it up into the girl's cunt. But the way she was pinned to the wall with the straps made her cunt almost impossible to fuck. Tom managed to get the tip of his aching rod about an inch up inside Carol's cunt. But try as he would, that was as far as the big prick would reach. "Oh, please- . . all the way up!" Carol whimpered. She tried to rock her hips forward, to open herself up to Tom's swollen shaft. But the straps held her too firmly in place.
"Jesus ... I can't stand this!" Tom snarled. Pulling back away from the girl, he spun around and picked up a knife. Then he bent low and started cutting loose the straps around Carol's ankles. "Hey! You're wrecking my wall hanging!" Joe yelled. But he did nothing to stop Tom, just sat there grinning, watching the little man furiously sawing at the straps. "Fuck your wall hanging," Tom muttered.
When Carol's ankles were free, it was easy. Now, when Tom crowded in between her thighs, searching out her cunt with his bloated cock, her legs rose up off .the floor and circled hungrily around his waist. Her crotch was open wide, her cunt tilted toward him. "Oh, Jesus," Tom moaned as his cock slid up into the girl's tight cunt. She was wetter than he'd ever seen her. The dog's avid cunt-licking, plus Carol's constant orgasms, had smeared a slippery coat of lubricants all over her crotch. Even the insides of her thighs were dripping wet.
Once his cock was in all the way, Tom grabbed hold of Carol's thighs and started fucking. With her legs around him and the rest of her body still tacked to the wall, he was fucking into her gushing pussy hole. "Oooohhhhh," Carol moaned. "It feels like you're all the way up to my throat." "Doin' my best," Tom grunted. Jesus, but this girl had a sweet cunt. Each time Tom fucked into her, he drove straight upward with his short powerful legs. His hips slammed against her cunt with a solid whack.
Carol's eyes were darting around aimlessly. Tom's jolting drives, his cock knifing up her quivering cunt, were driving her mad with pleasure. If only the straps didn't hurt her wrists, this would be the way she'd like to fuck best. Tom discovered another bonus to this strange position. Carol's lush tits were right in front of his face, pulled up high by the position of her arms. He buried his face in the twin mounds, sucking and licking, feeling her nipples puffing up against his saliva-smeared cheeks.
"Ahhhhh, you're making me feel so good," Carol moaned. Tom's cock-head, swollen hugely, was shoving its way up to the far end of her cunt. She felt it opening her, stretching her pussy hole wide, pounding toward her womb. "I'm ... I'm gonna come!" she whimpered. Tom stared into the girl's lovely face and saw her lips draw back tightly over her teeth. She looked like she was dying.
This time Carol didn't scream when she came. Instead she uttered a long bubbling moan. Her body twisted slowly, straining against the straps that held her to the wall. Her legs tightened so powerfully around Tom's waist that he was afraid she was going to break his ribs. Desperately he pried the spasming limbs loose, drawing in a shuddering breath.
Then he became aware Carol's pussy was spasming in slow rhythmical waves, squeezing his cock. Even the outer lips were moving, seemingly crawling around his balls. "Oh, Jesus," Tom moaned, nearing his climax. The muscles quivered in his legs as he fucked slowly and powerfully up Carol's cock-milking cunt.
"Uuh : .. uuh ... uuh," Tom grunted as the cum jetted out of his prick and up Carol's cunt. His jizz mixed with her pussy juice and then gushed back out again. The frothing juices ran down her thighs and smeared over both their bodies as they strained together.
It was one of the quietest, but strongest orgasms Carol had ever experienced. When it was over and Tom had stepped back from her on shaky legs, she sagged helplessly against the wall. Quivering shudders of ecstasy rippled through her cunt. A few more orgasms like that, and Carol knew that for once she'd be satisfied.
But not yet. There were still two hard cocks left in the room. She stared down at Joe and Pete, who were still sitting in their chairs, hot-eyed from having watched Tom fuck her against the wall. Joe bounded to his feet and began stripping off his clothes. Carol wet her lips as she stared at his rigid cock. "You gonna fuck her the way Tom did?" Pete asked thickly.
"Uh-uh. Too hard on the legs, standing up like that. Look at the poor fucker," he said, pointing to Tom, who was staggering around on rubbery legs, looking for a place to sit down. "I'm gonna let her do all the work," he grinned. Picking up the knife Tom had used, he cut through the rest of the straps holding Carol to the wall. Free, she sagged forward. Joe caught her under the arms. "Hey! Don't creep out on me," he warned her. "You got a lot of fucking to do yet."
Carol's cunt was ready, but she wondered if the rest of her was. She stood leaning against Joe, aware of his hard cock pushing against her lower belly. She wished he'd just lay her down and fuck her with it. What new weird request would he have?
Joe, too, was aware of a naked body against him. Carol's big tits were pushing against his chest. His thigh had jammed up between her legs, pressing against her slippery pussy. "Time to fuck, baby," he hissed in her ear. "My way." "Hold her up," he told Pete and Tom. The two men held Carol as Joe lay down on his back. He grabbed hold of his cock, aiming the fleshy spear straight up. "Now just sit her down on the damned thing," he told his two friends. "We'll see how she likes it shoved up into her from below."
Carol gasped as Tom and Pete picked her up, opening her legs wide. Her cunt was stretched wide open, and when they had her into position over Joe's hard cock, they lowered her. Joe parted her cuntlips with one hand while he swished the head of his prick back and forth in her slit, pushing her pussy hair out of the way. Then he- forced the bloated tip just inside her cunt.
"Okay, now," he said. Pete and Tom literally dropped the girl. Her ass slammed down against Joe's loins, driving his cock up into her cunt. Carol's eyes bulged from the abrupt entry. Once again her cunt was full of cock. And, strangely enough, she didn't feel as tired any more. "Mmmmmm," Carol sighed, starting to grind her hips back and forth. Joe's cock twitched and jerked inside her snug pussy hole.
"Oh, Jesus, what a fabulous cunt this broad has," Joe moaned. He could feel the girl's cuntlips splaying out around the base of his cock, pressing wetly against his naked, hairy skin. Joe and Carol were just getting into a regular tempo when the cabin door abruptly opened.
"Hi, everybody," a cheery voice said. "Chris!" Carol exclaimed happily. She started to leap up, but Joe's big hands slammed her back into place. "We ain't finished fucking yet," he growled. Carol shrugged. She'd hurry this one up. Make Joe come and get it over with. Things were going to be different around here now that Chris was back. She'd be treated with consideration and respect again. Like she deserved.
Carol began to fuck hard, jerking her cunt up and down Joe's swollen rod. Behind her, Chris looked down at the madly fucking duo, his eyes wide with appreciation. His cock began throbbing in his pants as he watched Joe's cock repeatedly swallowed up by Carol's cunt. "This place smells like hot cunt," he said excitedly. "I gotta get me a piece of this. Right now."
Carol glanced over her shoulder and saw that Chris was undressing. She wondered what he meant, about getting involved right now. Couldn't he see her cunt was already stuffed full of Joe's big cock? He'd have to wait, unless he could talk Joe into letting her up, and she doubted that'd be easy ,until Joe had shot his wad up into her pussy.
But she felt Chris crowding in close behind her nevertheless. "Jesus ... I haven't had my cock up inside anything for hours," he panted. "Hang on, baby ... I'm coming in !" Coming in? How could he, with Joe's cock in the way?
"No!" Carol squealed. "You'll hurt me!" She tried to wriggle away, but Chris' hands were already clamping around her ass. Joe guessed what Chris was going to do. "You sly sonofabitch," he chuckled. "Always got one up your sleeve." How could Chris, of all people be doing this to her? Carol wondered. The man who was supposed to be so kind and thoughtful.
He did indeed sound kind when he spoke to her. "Come, on, Carol ... take it easy. It won't hurt at all. You'll like it," he panted. The panting gave him away. Carol suddenly realized that the kind cheerfulness was only a facade. She didn't really exist to Chris. Probably no one did, but himself. His manner was only a good way to throw others off their guard. Down deep, he was no different than Joe or Pete or Tom. Just a little smoother.
Dejectedly Carol slumped forward. She had no energy left to fight. It wouldn't have done any good. Joe was holding her body down tightly against his so that her ass was elevated, waiting for Chris' cock. She felt the big organ slide between her ass-cheeks. The rubbery tip pressed against her asshole, shoving, shoving. Oh, God! It was hurting already!
Carol gritted her teeth, try to relax her asshole, hoping it would hurt less that way. She tried to keep silent, but when Chris' cock suddenly jerked past her tight asshole and pounded up into her rectum, she couldn't help herself. "AAAAGGGHHHH!' the pain-racked girl shrieked. It hurt even more than she'd expected. Writhing with pain, she felt the tears streaming down her face.
"Come on, come on. Relax," Chris said. Carol was aware of the impatience in his voice. Then something happened to Carol. She gave up. This is the way it should be, she decided. This is what I deserve. After all, wasn't she the woman whose greed for sex had made her husband kill himself? Now she was being punished for it, used like an animal by a bunch of animal-like men. She could accept that. And along with her punishment, there was a bonus. She was getting all the fucking she had ever wanted.
Suddenly Carol's asshole wasn't hurting any more. She realized that Chris' cock inside her bowels actually felt good. "Oooohhhhh," she moaned. "Ooooohhhh ... both of you ... fuck your big beautiful cocks up into me. Fill me ... fill me .. . " She'd show them she could be just as depraved as they were. She'd take anything they could give her.
"Good ... good ... feels good!" she panted. Carol had never felt so filled with cock. She was stuffed with hard driving flesh. "Pete ... Pete! Stick your cock in my mouth!" she moaned. "I need more ... more. .. " Pete dropped to his knees in front of Carol's face. Now she had three cocks-in her. Each one ready to spew its load of hot cum.
Sucking, fucking, Carol rammed her lower body back hard against the two cocks coming at her from behind. Chris and Joe moaned. Their cocks were separated only by a thin membrane. Each was aware of the other's prick gliding hotly in to Carol. They felt the final swelling as each neared climax.
The hot liquid load of three swollen cocks began pumping into Carol's body. She held her own orgasm back a moment, helplessly pinned into place by the spouting organs. Tom's hands were busy underneath her body, sinking into her tits. Oh, yes.! It was right! It was right! The lust, the spouting cocks, her spasming cunt, even the humiliation. She could take it all-be fucked by the whole world. She'd asked Chris to arrange a party. Just her and a room full of men. She could take it. She could handle them all. Then her orgasm blotted out everything.
