Thursday seemed like the longest day that Lynn had ever spent working in the office. She looked at the clock often, trying to make it go faster, but it seemed determined to keep her at her desk for even longer than usual, delaying the beginning of her four-day weekend and increasing the tension that was knotting her stomach. When five o'clock finally did come, she wondered if she would have enough energy to make it through a date with Joe and then be able to get up and drive for three hours to the country in the morning. Maybe I should cancel with Joe, she thought. No, that's silly. It's going to be a quiet evening at home and it will help to relax me.
On the way home from work, she stopped at the store and picked up some fresh vegetables and a bottle of wine, and then, on an impulse, picked up some candles for the table. It'll be fun, she reassured herself. When she got home, she showered and made up.
As she dressed, she could feel herself relaxing more and more, so that by the time she stood in front of her full-length mirror, checking for the last time to make sure that she was ready for her evening with Joe, she felt eager for something to happen.
She had chosen Joe's favorite outfit: it was a light blue cotton dress with a flared skirt that clung to her hips. The neckline was low enough to show a little of her more than ample breasts and the hem was high enough to reveal most of her perfectly shaped long legs. The only thing she could have wished for was a little tan to set off her blonde hair and blue-green eyes.
"I can get some color over the weekend," she said out loud to her reflection. For tonight, however, a little make-up would do the trick. A ringing bell signalled Joe's arrival, and she ran a brush through her hair quickly before answering the door.
"Nice!" he said as he walked in. Joe was the district sales manager for his company, which specialized in office equipment. He was just over six feet tall, with the black hair and dark skin of his Italian mother, and the blue eyes of his Swedish father. He was a powerful man, and each time she saw him, Lynn was ready for bed.
"Thank you. What would you like to drink? Scotch?"
"Fine. What are we doing tonight?" Joe knew that part of the evening, the best part, would be spent in bed, but they usually went through a little of the formalities such as dinner or a movie.
"Dinner. Here," Lynn answered, pouring him two fingers of the expensive scotch she bought for him and adding a splash of soda.
"What time are you leaving tomorrow?" Joe knew of her plans to spend the weekend in the country. Originally he was going to join her, but a last minute meeting with the president of his company had forced him to change his plans.
"As early as I can get it out of bed. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll try and get us something to eat." She started towards the small kitchen of her apartment.
"Need any help?" Joe settled himself into his favorite chair and picked up the top magazine from the table next to it.
"No thanks," Lynn answered, disappearing from his sight, leaving him to read an article on the "new woman."
The dinner, with a fresh garden salad, filet mignon, com on the cob and homemade biscuits, was delicious but not too filling. Joe felt good as he put down his fork and wiped his mouth on the white cloth napkin.
"Very good!" he told her, standing up and walking around to her. He slipped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head, breathing in deeply and smelling the fresh, lemony fragrance. Lynn leaned back against him and felt his hands slip lower so that he was holding her breasts, his fingers rubbing the soft material of her dress.
"Would you like some coffee?" she asked, hoping she knew what his answer would be.
"Not now," was all he said as he pulled her chair out from the table, bent over and scooped her up into his arms. She didn't say a word as he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom and dumped her on the bed. Then he fell on top of her and began kissing her. He pressed his closed mouth against hers, and then parted his lips and forced his tongue in between her teeth. She tasted sweet to him and he let his tongue wander around, finding crevices of warm wetness.
Lynn put her arms around him and kissed back, doing battle with her tongue against his, searching in his mouth in response to him and drawing his liquid into her. She pushed up from the bed, arching her back and forcing her breasts into his strong chest, feeling their heat mingle and increasing the passion that was welling up in both of them.
She could feel his hands as they roamed down her side, and then in between the two of them grasping her breasts and holding them tightly in his powerful hands. Joe pulled her up from the bed and reached behind her for the zipper he knew ran up the back of her dress. Without taking his mouth from hers, he unfastened the zipper and pulled it down, rubbing his fingers along her spine as he did it and sending chills up into her neck.
He slipped his hand inside the open back of her dress and unhooked the bra, freeing her breasts, and then he let his hand run up and down, feeling her smooth, white skin. He ran his fingers down to her ass, holding the round cheeks in his grasp and then releasing them to explore again.
"I've never felt a body like yours, Lynn. You have the smoothest, hottest skin in the world," he whispered, pulling away from her so that he could look at her.
"And I've never been with anyone who knew what to do with it as well as you know. You ought to give lessons." She dug her fingernails into his back, through his shirt, making red marks that she couldn't see until he took off his clothes.
Joe slipped her dress off her shoulders and down to her waist, and then took off her bra. He pushed her back down on the bed and kissed her mouth again and then her neck, letting his fingers touch her bare skin.
"Kiss me, Joe." He kissed lower and lower until he couldn't feel the ribs, but instead had his mouth on the fleshier skin of her breasts. He slid lower, pausing to suck the white satin into his mouth, tasting the slightly salty sweetness of her body until he was centered on her nipple. There he slowed down, beginning by gently sucking the nipple into his mouth, grazing it with his rough tongue and then rubbing his lips over it. As Lynn responded more and more to him, he worked a little harder, using his teeth lightly and making her moan over and over.
"It feels so wonderful, Joe. You're the best," she told him as she arched her breasts, trying to cram more of herself into his waiting mouth.
He opened his lips even further so he would be able to take more of her inside him as he felt her nipples growing hard with excitement. He alternated between the two breasts, taking one and then the other inside his mouth and working on the free one with his hands. Finally he stopped, lifting his head and looking into her cat-like eyes.
"I could come just sucking your tits, Lynn. The way you push into me and moan turns me on bad." As he spoke, his fingers began to work their way down Lynn's stomach towards her cunt. He didn't take his eyes off of hers, watching to see what her reaction would be to his probing fingers.
At first, her expression didn't change, but by the time he had reached her navel, and she had realized what .he was going to do, her eyes had widened and she had begun to smile. As he touched the soft hair that told him he was close to his goal, her smile turned into a grin, and she had begun to squirm a little in anticipation of having his fingers in her cunt. He moved the last few inches quickly, surprising her with his long fingers, letting the tips of them slip just inside her lips and feeling the warmth of her pussy.
"Do you like that?" he asked her, smiling.
"You know I do. There are only two things better." He knew what both of the 'things'were, and he licked his lips in preparation for giving her the first of them. His mouth followed the same trail that his fingers had blazed, between her breasts and then down along her abdomen to the hairs of her cunt and finally to the now moist lips. He had to change position then if he were going to be able to do his job right, and he fully intended to meet the challenge that this sweet pussy offered. He jumped off of the bed and hurried around to the end of it, crawling back on and lowering his head between the long, creamy legs.
"I wish you could see this," he told her, only half joking. "It's so beautiful down here it would make you want to eat yourself."
"I'm happy the way things are," she told him, relaxing back on the bed and waiting for the first touch of his mouth next to her pussy. She felt his breath first as he blew a long stream of air towards the light brown nest of hair and flesh, and then his fingers again as he probed towards the lips of her cunt. He let the tips of his fingers run lightly up and down the lips, enjoying their soft fleshiness and feeling the slippery wetness that had begun to accumulate there.
"MMmm," she moaned, tortured by his fingers and wanting more from him.
"Just relax, baby. You'll get it. Relax." His fingers moved a little closer to her, rubbing her a little harder and occasionally slipping just inside the folds of her cunt only to come out again quickly. He rubbed gently against the hardened clit that barely showed itself and then under it and finally inside her. Then he let his finger go into her all the way, a joint at a time, and he felt her wiggle her hips down towards him, sucking all of his finger into her cunt and trying to get more. Her moans and movements excited him and made him push into her and pull out, fucking her with the one finger he had inserted until that wasn't enough for, him and he had to taste the sweetness of her cunt.
He pulled his finger out abruptly, hearing her sigh with disappointment, and then brought his mouth down to her cunt and brushed his lips against hers. He sucked her smell into his lungs, holding the perfume of her cunt in his lungs for as long as he could, and then exhaling so that the stream of air would cover her. Then, slowly, he opened his mouth and let his tongue creep out towards her pussy, until it gently bumped against her wet lips and he could taste the sweet saltiness of her hole.
Lynn jumped slightly at the contact. Her body was tense with anticipation and she wanted him to hurry and bury his tongue inside her. Again she tried to push down towards him and capture his tongue inside her, but he moved back a little to keep her from doing it. This was his game, and they were going to play it his way.
"Don't get too eager, baby. You'll get this hot, fat tongue inside you, don't worry about that."
"I want it! Please put your mouth up next to me and stick your tongue inside me. Eat my pussy all up. It feels so good when you do it." As she spoke, she wrapped her long white legs around his head and pulled him closer to her.
Joe had been cool up until now, but he couldn't resist getting inside her anymore. The little taste that he had had, coupled with the excitement he could feel coming from Lynn was too much for him. He almost dove into her cunt, with his tongue in front of him, licking his way into her pussy, lapping up all the goodness he found there.
He pointed his tongue so that he would be able to get it in as far as possible, feeling the warm moist walls of her cunt surround him as he pressed his face into her again and again, fucking her with his tongue and feeling her juices flowing into his mouth.
"Oh, yeah! That's so good, Joe. You do that better than anyone, baby. Keep pushing your tongue in there and eat that sweet cunt of mine. It feels so fine!" Lynn unwrapped her legs and spread them wider so that Joe could get further inside her. She pushed her hips up towards his face and felt his beard against her skin as he rolled his head from side to side and used his expert mouth on her.
"That's the way, Joe. Suck it all up and fuck me with your tongue." She began to run her hands over her body, caressing her breasts and rolling the nipples in her fingertips and then rubbing them against her palms. She put her feet flat on the bed and raised her hips up to meet his mouth again and again, feeling him drive his pointed muscle into her deeper than she would have thought possible, until she couldn't stand the pressure that was building up inside her. She let her hands slide down to her cunt, and her fingers joined his mouth in working on the slippery lips. She concentrated on her clit, rubbing and pulling on it while he stuck his tongue deep inside her.
"Joe," she said suddenly. "Let me have your cock. Let me suck you." Lynn would almost rather suck a cock than be fucked by one, and before he answered her she began to crawl around on the bed into a sixty-nine position, digging her fingers into him to enable her to make the switch faster.
She kissed his hard, flat stomach and then lower so that she could see his big cock directly in front of her face.
With one hand she reached for his cock and with the other she pulled his hips closer to her. This was no time for her to tease him as he had teased her. She had to have the whole thing at once, without any delays, so she opened her mouth and aimed the cock at her throat, and then went down on it, sucking him inside her all at once until the swollen head pushed against the muscles of her throat.
"Oh, Lynn!" Joe lifted his head from her cunt long enough to say two words and then pulled her back onto his face. They were both on their sides, sucking and digging as hard as they could, lost in the sexuality of each other.
Lynn felt his cock fill her mouth and she stretched her jaws open wider so she would be able to take even more of it. She was an expert cock-sucker, knowing exactly how to do what Joe wanted. She responded to each twitch of his muscles, adjusting her tongue, tightening her lips, bringing him the most satisfaction. She felt him moving, pulling himself up on top of her so that he could fuck her mouth while he ate her cunt, and then she felt the length of his cock being jammed into her mouth, stuffing her and pushing against the tight muscles of her throat and making her gag, but she knew what to do. She closed her eyes and forced herself to relax, feeling his cock slip inside her throat as she did it, so that the head was well inside her and she could feel his balls pushing into her face.
They continued eating each other, with Joe jamming his cock into her, and Lynn forcing him to cram his face and mouth into her cunt until both of them felt like they were going to explode. Lynn felt the slapping of his balls against her face, over and over, as he stuck his tongue into her and let his fingers tease her clit. She gripped him as hard as she could with her legs, straining to hold him inside her until she felt a sudden rush of blood in her cunt. The warmth that she already felt there doubled and she knew that she was about to come.
Lynn moaned again, her mouth too full of cock to speak, and Joe knew what was happening. He worked even harder than he had before, jamming his cock into her throat over and over again, working his hips up and down over her head so that she would have all the cock she needed to trigger her climax.
In between her legs, he forced his mouth closer to her so that his chin was almost inside her cunt, and his tongue was in all the way. She could feel his teeth grazing against the sensitive lips of her cunt, and could feel his fingers as he rubbed up and down on her clit. He wanted her to come, and she gave herself to it completely, thrashing on the bed as much as she could without losing the cock from between her lips and making sure that Joe stayed glued to her hole.
The fist of heat that she felt in her cunt began to open, at first slowly as though the fingers were cramped, and then faster, sending tentacles of warmth throughout her abdomen as the orgasm began to tear through her body. She straightened her legs and flexed her feet, stretching her muscles and the climax at the same time, holding on until she could no longer control her body. A series of spasms ripped through her over and over, as her cunt flooded with the orgasm, and she drained herself of the come.
Gradually she began to get ahold of herself. She still had Joe's cock in her mouth, and she knew that he hadn't come yet. She was determined to remedy that situation as quickly as possible, so she pushed him off of her.
"Stand up next to the bed," she told him. Joe understood what she wanted, and he got up and stood where she had told him to. "I want to get to work on that cock of yours like you worked on my cunt. You sure know what you're doing."
"You know what you're doing, too, baby. I've never felt a mouth like yours. It was all I could do to keep from coming before you did." Lynn knew that he had wanted to wait until she came so that he could make her climax as good as possible. But now it was his turn, so she sat on the edge of the bed and took his big cock into her hands.
She looked at the length of meat in front of her for a moment before she sucked it back into her mouth. It was still wet from the blow job she had been giving him before, and it glistened in the dim light of the room. She opened her mouth to take the reddened head into it, and felt him push forward.
The two of them quickly found a rhythm for the sucking, with Joe pushing himself in and out of her mouth, and Lynn running her tongue and lips over the stiff cock. She felt him pushing against her throat muscles as he had done before, and she opened them so that he could get all the way inside her with each thrust. Over and over he jammed himself into her while she tightened her grip on the base of his cock to make him come faster.
"That's it, baby ... Suck on my meat. Take the whole thing into that hot throat of yours and make me feel so good. You're going to make me come, Lynn, and I'm going to shoot my whole hot load into that pretty mouth of yours." As he spoke, he put his hands on her head so that he could control her movements and force her down on his dick.
"Shit, baby. Suck it all up. I'm starting to come and I want you to eat it all." He pulled her hair and her head down on his cock until she could feel his balls again as they slapped against her chin.
"Eat it all, baby; cause I'm going to come. There! Oh, shit, baby! I'm going to come!" He pumped faster now, jamming his dick into her waiting mouth over and over again, and Lynn braced herself for the taste of his hot, thick come as it came spurting out of his cock and down her throat.
He tensed all of his muscles and stopped moving for a second, and then he fucked her again even harder before as the orgasm began to spread through him. He could feel the come working out of his balls and up his cock, and then spurting load after hot load into Lynn's mouth.
"Oohhhh " he sighed as he gradually slowed down. He shuddered as she ran her tongue over the now sensitive head of his cock one last time.
"I don't know what I'm going to do without you while you're gone, Lynn. Sure wish I could go with you."
"I'm going to miss you, too, Joe. But it's only a long weekend. I'll be back in town on Tuesday, and Tues day night we can make up for lost time. I'm sure I'll be as horny as you by then."
"Just don't do too much fucking around up at that Pleasure Palace."
"Pleasure Retreat," she corrected. "I'm not going to do 'any fucking around. All I plan to do is to ride horses and lie in the sun for four beautiful days." As she spoke, she stretched out on the bed and closed her eyes as if she were practicing for the weekend. "And now, I think it's about time that I got to bed. I have a long drive ahead of me in the morning and I want to be awake while I'm doing it. Goodnight, Joe." She heard him cross the room to turn out the lights, and then felt him getting into bed next to her. As she drifted off to sleep, she could feel his hand roaming over her smooth skin and down to her cunt, his fingers playing with the still wet hair, but that was the last thing she remembered.
When she woke up in the morning, Joe was already gone. He had gotten up and out without disturbing her, wanting her to enjoy the first of her four days of vacation. She looked at the clock, saw that it was nine o'clock and jumped out of bed. No sense in sitting around the apartment when she could be on her way to the Pleasure Retreat.
Funny name, she said to herself as she poured the boiling water into her coffee cup. Wonder why they call it that?
CHAPTER TWO
The only part of her weekend that Lynn didn't look forward to was the three hour drive to the Retreat. She hated driving alone, and as soon as she got onto the thru-way she started looking for a hitchhiker to pick up. It made her a little nervous to pick up men from the road, but as she adjusted her rear-view mirror, catching a glimpse of herself, she told herself that nothing would happen.
After all, she thought, all of the kids nowadays hitchhike. I'll probably get some student who is going across the country or something. And I sure need someone to talk to.
The thought was barely formed in her mind when she saw the figure of a man by the side of the road about a mile ahead of her. She slowed down automatically so that she would be able to get a look at him and stop if he looked all right.
She was only doing about thirty by the time she reached him, and he looked like a student, so she hit her brakes and pulled over to the shoulder of the highway. She glanced in her mirror to make sure that he was coming and then reached over and unlocked the passenger side so he could get in.
"Hey, thanks a lot! It sure is hard to get a ride to day." Up close, the hitchhiker looked younger than he had as Lynn drove past him. He was wearing a white T-shirt with the words 'Love Me'written across it, dirty blue jeans and boots. He was tanned from recent exposure to the sun and wind, and his big brown eyes sparkled as he looked at the lady who had offered him a ride. He had long hair that had been bleached slightly by the sun, and a powerful, almost stocky body.
"I wouldn't think you'd have any trouble getting a ride," Lynn told him as she pulled away from the shoulder and back onto the highway.
"People just don't like to pick kids up. I don't know why. Anyway, I sure appreciate your stopping." As he spoke, he was looking carefully at the lady who had picked him up. He had hitchhiked quite a bit, and he made it a practice to study each of his rides and try to figure out what they were like. This lady, who was certainly the most beautiful ride he had ever gotten, had him puzzled. She was dressed in an open-back yellow stretch top, and light blue shorts that cut into her legs. She had on very little make-up, and her long, blonde hair was tied back in a blue ribbon. He had noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra as soon as he got into the car and that her large breasts moved gently whenever she did.
"By the way, my name is Lynn Johnson."
"I'm Doug Stevens. Nice to meet you."
They drove in silence for a few miles after that, with Doug wondering if he could get anywhere with her, and Lynn wondering if he would like to pull over at one of those rest stop places for a little fun and games. But she didn't know how to suggest it.
"Where are you headed?" she asked him, finally.
"I'm not going any place special. I just ride until something happens or until I get to a place that looks friendly and I stay there until I want to move on."
"What do you do for money?" Lynn asked him. As she spoke she glanced at his crotch, finding a huge swell there that signalled his interest in her.
"I seem to get by. It doesn't take too much money to hitch."
Lynn rummaged through her mind trying to think of something to say. She knew she would never get anywhere with him if the conversation died. She knew also that the best conversation would be sex, but she couldn't think how to introduce the subject. Then Doug took care of the problem for her.
"Did you ever hitch?" he asked.
"No, but ... Lynn's mind was working at top speed as she kept her eyes on the road and her thoughts on the big dick in those tight, dirty jeans. "I often thought it might be fun. I bet you have some pretty interesting times."
"Yeah. Well, some of the time. I mean, once in a while you run into weirdos, but most of the people that give me rides are cool. One time I met a lady who, well, you might not think it was a good story."
"Don't worry. I won't be offended." Lynn had steered the conversation where she wanted it to go, and she wasn't about to let him off the hook.
"Well, I got into this gal's car and we were driving along, when all of a sudden she pulls off onto this little dirt road. I asked her where we were going, and she said she needed a little bit of a break. It was hot out, and hard to get a ride that day, so I decided to go along with her. We drove down the road for about three or four miles and then pulled off into the woods. She got out of the car and started taking off all her clothes. Then she laid down in the grass on her back and closed her eyes." Doug paused for a moment and Lynn tried to decide if he were telling the truth or if he had made up the story.
"I figured she was kind of asking for it, so I took off my clothes and laid down next to her. Well she looked over at me and started to say something. Then she got a look at my cock, and she shut up. I mean, she couldn't take her eyes off of it. All of a sudden she reached for me, and before I knew what was happening, she had sucked me into her mouth and she was giving me the best blow job I've ever had. I've never felt anyone who could give head like that in my life." As he spoke, Doug began to rub his crotch lightly as though he itched. Lynn waited for a minute to see if he were going to tell any more. When he didn't, she spoke.
"Sounds like fun," she murmured, looking for a dirt road to pull off on. Lynn wondered if this kid's cock was anything to be especially interested in. Judging from the size of the bulge in his pants, it just might be.
"Would you think me too forward if I said I could go for a little rest myself?" She figured she was on safe ground by asking this. She had introduced the subject of hitchhiking, but Doug had followed with his narration on sex.
"I was hoping you'd say something like that," he said, sliding over on the seat until he was next to her. "I think I saw a sign that said there's a rest area in about five miles." He reached for her breasts as he spoke, feeling their smoothness through the thin material of her top.
"Go easy on me. I have to drive," Lynn told him, laughing. She was ready to pull off into the ditch by now as she felt his hot young hands running over her tits. He felt a little clumsy to her, but that didn't matter. He was hot and he was a male, and that meant she could satisfy the craving she was developing in her cunt as soon as she found a place to pull over.
"How about right over there," Doug told her, pointing to a hidden side road about five hundred feet ahead of them.
"Good eyes," Lynn commented, flipping on her turn indicator. There were no other cars around, either behind them or approaching which made the turn-off even better as far as Lynn was concerned. She didn't want to be interrupted during her 'rest break."
Lynn drove down the dirt road for about a quarter of a mile and then pulled off behind some tall bushes. She checked her mirror again as she sat still in the bar, listening for the sound of someone approaching. She heard nothing.
"How about some of this?" Doug asked her. Lynn looked at him and saw that he was referring to his crotch. She watched as he slowly ran his hand over the enormous bulge in his jeans.
"Yeah," she said, trying to remain as casual as he was in spite of the excitement building inside her. "How do you want to do this?"
"Take off your clothes," he said evenly. Lynn glanced from his crotch to his eyes to make sure that he wasn't kidding her. She decided he meant what he said, and began peeling off the stretch top and felt the yellow material clinging to her damp skin. With one final tug, she managed to get the top over her head and off, immediately feeling the cool of the air in the car rushing to her flesh.
She heard the hitchhiker breathe in heavily and knew that he was pleased with what he saw. She paused, allowing him enough time to enjoy the sight of her breasts, and then reached for the button and zipper on the side of the shorts.
"Are you planning to get involved in this?" she asked. He didn't say anything, but kept looking at the large breasts that were so close to him. He was breathing so heavily that she could feel it as he exhaled hot air towards her.
Slowly she began to free herself from the shorts, lifting her white ass up from the car seat so that she could slide them down. As the dark blonde hair of her cunt became visible, she heard him breathe in again sharply and felt the excitement that radiated from his body.
That's good, she thought. He's not so experienced that he can pretend to be calm through this. He's hotter than hell, and it's starting to show.
While Lynn got her shorts over her feet, Doug rubbed his crotch slowly, letting his eyes wander up and down her creamy body, memorizing the curves and deciding which places he would devour first.
"Back seat?" Lynn asked.
"Yeah!" he snarled. Lynn crawled over into the back and waited for him as he quickly stripped off his clothes. They were both sweating already," and she could imagine what they would be like by the time it was over. As he began to climb over the seat, Lynn kept her eyes on the spot where she knew his cock would appear, eager to see if he had the equipment he had bragged about.
"Wow!" He had that much and more. His cock was long, thick and hard, and it was backed up by a powerful young body that Lynn couldn't wait to get a hold of.
Doug had begun by easing himself over into the back seat, but when he heard her 'Wow!'and realized that she was ready for him, he bounded the rest of the way, falling on top of her.
"Baby, I've never seen anything like you!" he told her. "You've got a body like a movie star. Jesus, I can't wait to get my cock inside you." Lynn felt a little more in charge now. The sight of her naked body had excited him into forgetting about being cool and playing the stud. All he wanted was to fuck her. She wanted to feel him, to suck him and hold him in her hands, but she knew better than to try and stop him now. "Spread your legs!" he commanded, and she did, lifting one long leg up to the ledge in the back and letting the other rest on the floor in front of the seat. She kept her head propped up in the comer of the car so that she would be able to see him as he slipped his cock into her.
"It's beautiful," she told him, not able to resist the temptation to reach for it and feel it slip through her fingers on the way to its target. She felt him push against her cunt, but he didn't go inside. He was bigger than she thought, and it was going to be hard to get it inside.
"Push!" she told him, and she reached for the lips of her cunt to spread them and make it easier to get it inside. She could feel the increased pressure between her legs, and knew that he was trying to force himself inside her. Then it happened.
It began as pain, spreading from her cunt, up into her stomach and down through her legs, as the head of his cock stretched her hole and slipped inside the tight opening. It continued to be painful as he forced the first few inches of his huge cock inside her, tearing her apart and sending signals of alarm from the wounded tissues to her brain. But she ignored the pain and spread her legs further, knowing that only if she kept herself relaxed would she be able to get the cock into her cunt, and she wanted to have him inside her.
"Fuck me," Lynn whispered, reaching for the cock that was sliding slowly into her. Doug had been working slowly up until then, but Lynn's words seemed to fire him, and all of a sudden he stopped being gentle with her.
He bore down on her, cramming his cock into her, ripping her insides and hearing her screams as they filled the car.
"It's too much!" she yelled. She tried to fight him, but from the position she was in, there was nothing she could do. He had her pinned in the back seat of the car, with her legs spread and her cunt bared, and there was no way she could stop him. He spoke to her cruelly as he drove into her.
"You wanted this cock, you horny bitch, and now you're getting it. Shut your fucking mouth and relax your cunt. You are going to remember this lay, baby. You're going to remember it for a long time." And as he spoke she screamed at him, not needing to hear what he was saying, but understanding his meaning from the way his cock pushed into her.
"Please! I can't take it. Slow down a little. Give me a chance to relax and then I'll be able to take it. You're tearing me wide open, and I can't take all of it at once. Please!" He couldn't hear what she was saying. His ears were filled with the blood that pounded through his body, coursing through his crotch and then rushing into his head, feeding his mind as it filled with the image of the beautiful naked girl that lay under him.
"Take it!" he yelled, and he grabbed her with his strong hands and pushed down on her and into her with his powerful body and his massive swollen dick.
Lynn could feel herself being lifted off of the seat of the car by his cock as he drove in and up and then pulled himself out a little to push again. She was a fortress and he was a battering ram, driving against her over and over, not satisfied with penetrating, but insisting that he wreak destruction inside her body.
"Cunt!" The voice he used came from deep inside him as he plowed through her, not hearing what she was screaming at him and barely seeing her beneath him. All he could do was feel. He could feel the heat of her hot wet cunt all around his dick and it was feeding him power as he fucked her over and over again. He ground himself into her until she could feel his balls pushing against her.
The pain had left her now and she felt nothing except the absence of feeling: She was numb and could only see and hear him as he growled at her and fucked her harder and harder. Her mind was outside of her body, eliminating any possibility of pain as she watched him fucking the lifeless body under him, oblivious of everything except shooting his come inside her.
She was almost amused by the passion that he demonstrated as he drew his shining cock out of her and then forced it back inside, not caring that she f didn't respond. He couldn't hurt her now. A strange laugh was building inside her. It began between her legs, in her cunt where his cock was digging into her more viciously with each thrust, and it spread into her guts, or was forced by the push of his cock. She-could tell that she was going to laugh any moment now. The feeling inside her was that of a stifled laugh, and she wouldn't be able to hold it too much longer. Doug was fucking her faster and harder, and he was going to fuck the laugh into her throat and then out.
"Oh, Jesus!" he cried. She looked at his face to see if something were wrong, and saw a change in his features. His face contorted slowly, and blood filled his features. His eyes bulged slightly as he stared at her, unseeing. Then his body seemed to change gears. He paused for a moment and then started fucking faster than he had before, with hard, regular strokes. He was going to come soon. Lynn could tell without him saying any more.
The laugh that had begun in her changed as suddenly as he had. She wasn't going to laugh now. She might cry, or scream or faint, but she wasn't going to laugh. The strange feeling inside her swallowed itself and turned into a kind of heat that began building in intensity and sliding back down towards her cunt. Lynn felt confused as the laugh disappeared, transforming itself into something she had, never felt before. Quickly she realized that she could feel again.
"Cock!" she said, unsure of herself. She was feeling the length of the cock as it came into her and pulled out again. It was a strange sensation, something she had never felt before, and she couldn't be sure what it was, but she knew it had something to do with the enormous, monstrous, wonderful cock that was being forced into her and then taken away from her with such delightful regularity. Her cunt began to bum with a desire that she hadn't had in years. It was as if she were being fucked for the first time, without any of the discomfort she had felt. It was all pure uninterrupted pleasure as he drove his dick into her, and she realized that she was going to come at the same time that he did.
She wasn't going to have to do anything to control herself, to make herself come with him. It was going to happen all by itself at exactly the same moment as his hot come spurted into her. Her brain was filled with the frightening knowledge that this man that she had met by accident, was fucking her like she had never been fucked before. She would have to have him again and again or she would never be satisfied. She would be forced to be his sexual slave, begging him to fuck her whenever he was ready, eager to have him inside her for this kind of fulfillment.
She stared hard at the handsome fate that was over her, looking down at her but not seeing her, and then she let her eyes look down his body towards the cock that was bringing her to the peak of sexual pleasures. She heard words, fragments of thoughts, as they echoed in the hot car, and slowly realized that it was her own voice that she was hearing.
"Fuck me ... Give me that long beautiful cock....Give it to me over and over again as long as you can. I will wait for you and come with you and it will be the best thing that we've ever had. There isn't a cock anywhere like yours. I have to have it inside me, filling me, and making me into a woman with each long thrust....Fuck me....Tear my insides out and fuck me until I can't take any more of you....I'll always be here. Please! PLEASE! FUCK ME!!"
She wasn't making any sense, but it didn't matter, because he wasn't listening to her. His mind had ceased working, and his body had taken over. He was an animal without the ability to think or reason. He had surrendered all the millions of years of evolution and had become a snarling, sweating simian that could care about nothing except shooting load after hot load into this waiting cunt.
Lynn could hear the grunting animal sounds that he was making, and at the same time heard the sound of her own panting as she tried to raise her hips from the car seat to meet each of his grinding thrusts. She could hear the sucking wet sounds that came from her cunt as she tried to pull the come from him.
"Dig in there and take it, Doug. Give me your cock!" The sweat from his body fell onto her and mingled with her own and ran in tiny rivers down her side, saturating the seat, and still he fucked her, driving on and in.
Lynn thought she could feel his cock swelling. With each of his thrusts it seemed like the dick that was in and out of her was growing larger and larger. As his passion increased, he seemed to be sending more and more blood into his cock, making it grow larger, fatter, and arousing her more. Her cunt ached for release, but she couldn't come until he did-she knew there was no point in trying. Besides, he was bringing her so much pleasure just fucking her, feeling the rubbing of his giant dick in her, she didn't want to come yet. There was a sucking noise as he breathed in a lung full of air, and she looked back to his face.
The faraway look had vanished. His eyes met hers and burned into her.
"It's sweet, baby. I knew you'd come around if you'd just relax and enjoy my cock." He seemed to stretch and arch his back as he spoke, burying his entire cock into her to bring emphasis to his words. "It feels real good, doesn't it? You want me to keep on fucking forever, don't you?" He paused, but she knew he didn't expect a reply.
"You want to keep my dick in you, with your legs wrapped around me, until your cunt falls off. Yeah, that's the way it always is." He looked into her eyes to find confirmation for his words, and then, when he saw what he looked for, he continued. "Well, baby, if you want more of it," the casual tone in his voice disappeared, "you're going to have to come back for it, because I'm about to flood your cunt." He didn't say anything else, but kept plugging into her. Only a slightly increased tension in his face let her know that he meant what he told her.
"Good!" she murmured, tightening her cunt's grip on him and feeling him swell in answer.
Lynn threw back her head and closed her eyes and waited for it to happen. If there had been another fifteen seconds, she would have begun to wonder when she would be able to see him again. If there had been another ten seconds, she would have begun to wonder how long it would take him to come, now that he had decided to. In another five seconds, she would have tried to tease him more with her cunt. But there was no time.
He exploded in her, violently. It was more violent than it had been when he had first jammed himself into her-more violent than anything she had ever felt. It was also better than anything that had ever happened to her, and she felt herself being carried away in the same violence that was sweeping through him.
"I'm coming!" she called to him, as though he were far away, and as thought the news would make any difference to him.
"Goddam!" he called back to her, not really in answer, but to signal to all of his body what his cock already knew. He was coming like he had never come before, flooding her cunt with gallons of come that would spurt for hours out of his dick into her.
Their orgasms lasted for longer than Lynn would have believed possible. Over and over she called to him, begging him to keep fucking her as she felt the roar of her climax coursing through her. On he fucked, continuing after his come was all inside her, sliding in his own liquid, covering his cock with their juices. And then he fell on top of her.
It was thirty minutes before they were dressed and driving again. Lynn resisted the temptation to try to find a way to get in touch with him again. The craving she had felt while she was balling him had faded. She didn't feel any resentment, but she was able to control her gratitude. When he told her that he wanted to get out in a small town they were passing through, she pulled the car over, kissed him on the cheek, and told him good-bye.
If he had been watching as she drove off, he would have seen that she checked the rear-view mirror until he was out of sight. He didn't watch.
CHAPTER THREE
"Hi! My name is Lynn Johnson," she held out her hand to the large man who had just approached. Even as she introduced herself, however, she was thinking of the hitchhiker she had let off in the town about a hundred miles back. During the drive the rest of the way to Pleasure Retreat, she had thought more and more about his incredible cock, and how much she wanted to have it inside her again.
"Howdy, Ma'am. I'm Neil Sutton, and this here is my little place. Hope you're going to like it. Rich!" He turned away from her and called towards the large cabin behind him. "Rich is my son. He'll be right out and help you with your stuff. I've put you in Cabin C, right next to Ella Crane. She's in D. You'll meet all the other folks tonight at dinner."
"You want me, Dad?" Lynn was still thinking about Doug, her hitchhiking lover, and only casually looked in the direction of the voice. Rut once she saw him, she didn't look away.
Richard Sutton was obviously his father's son: He was tall, with the full chest and arms of a construction worker. Ruggedly handsome is the way Lynn would have described him if someone had asked her. The thing that caught and held her attention was not his height or his builds It was his pants, or rather, the way they bunched in the front. Lynn had never seen anything like it, with the outline of his cock running down his leg about half way to the boy's knee.
"This here is Lynn Johnson, and she'll be in Cabin C. Take her stuff over there for her."
Richard didn't respond to his father's instructions. He had seen Lynn after he spoke, but long before he approached her, and as he walked from the large cabin to her, he sucked her into his staring eyes, looking up and down her round body, concentrating especially on her large breasts.
"Son?" Neil spoke to Richard with a firm voice, trying to shake him out of the trance he seemed to have slipped into.
"Sir? Or, sure ... Cabin C. Yes, sir!" He stumbled as he hurried to Lynn's car to get her two suitcases, not daring to look up from the ground as he passed the two of them on his way to the cabin.
"You'll have to excuse him, Lynn. He's at the age when an attractive woman like you can just about make him forget anything. He didn't mean any trouble.
"Oh, believe me, I understand." Lynn understood, all right. Her only problem was trying to figure out a way to get the boy and his big cock into her cabin for a night or two of fun.
"And you are a very attractive woman," Neil continued. Lynn looked at her host for a moment before thanking him. He wasn't as tall as his son, but he had the same powerful build. He was a little heavier, but that was fine with Lynn. She wondered if this handsome man with the silver hair had a wife. While she was trying to figure out a way to seduce his son, she could be working on him.
"Thank you," Lynn said, smiling and letting her eyes fall from his, and down to his crotch. She couldn't be sure, but she thought she saw something more there. She looked quickly by to his face for confirmation, but couldn't tell what he was thinking, looking at the large brown eyes. She would have to wait to find out if he was as interested in her as she was in him.
Lynn unpacked, and then spent a couple of hours walking through the woods before she went to the large cabin for dinner. She had found a small typed notice explaining the rules of the camp, along with a schedule for meals. At the bottom of the notice was an added message:
GUESTS ARE EXPECTED TO BE ON TIME FOR MEALS IF THEY WISH TO EAT. SNACKS ARE ALWAYS AVAILABLE IN THE REFRIGERATOR OF THE MAIN CABIN.
As Lynn walked from her cabin to the large one, she glanced at her watch: 5:00 exactly.
During the meal, Lynn was introduced to the other guests at the cottage, and to Neil Sutton's wife, Marge. She had been disappointed when she found that Neil had a wife, but not too discouraged. She might be able to get him anyway. His wife was very friendly to all the guests, but especially to Lynn, which made Lynn wonder if this was Marge's way of combating her. Marge was an attractive woman herself, probably in her mid-forties, Lynn guessed, with a lot of dark brown hair and a comfortable, plump figure. A gray streak that ran in the front of her hair added a sophistication to her that Lynn found appealing. Who knows, she thought. I might even end up with her.
The other guests included Ella, the girl in the cabin next to Lynn's, who was a model, a photographer named Pete, and a young couple named Bob and Joan. Lynn wasn't sure if Bob and Joan were married, although she did find out they were in the same cabin. It looked like an interesting group to her, and with a little help, they might be more interesting.
After dinner, Neil offered to show her around the place, and she agreed to meet him in an hour, as soon as he finished some chores he had to do. He suggested that she walk around a little and that they meet down by the lake.
"That way you can see the sunset, which is usually real nice this time of year," he said. Marge didn't hear him, but Lynn still couldn't be sure of his intentions. He might just be being friendly.
Lynn walked slowly in the direction of the lake, deciding that she might as well go on down there and wait for Neil since there wasn't anything else to see or do right then. As she followed the trail he pointed out to her, she found herself thinking about how nice it would be to get fucked. There wasn't anyway to get it there and then however, so she began to plan her attack on Neil.
She was at the lake before she realized it, and it. wasn't until she had walked about a hundred yards around it that she heard splashing from off to the right. She turned in that direction, following a smaller trail than the one she had been walking along, and quickly found her way to the edge of the large stream that fed the lake. She approached quietly, not wanting to disturb whoever was swimming.
Richard Sutton was not expecting any of the guests to get that far from the cabin after dinner. He, too, had not heard his father speaking to Lynn, and was not aware that they were planning to meet by the lake, or he might have brought along a swim suit. Instead, he was splashing in the water without any clothing on. Lynn kept herself hidden behind a large green bush and watched as the boy swam in the stream, exercising his long, tanned body. She sighed as he turned on his back to float, exposing the cock she had examined before in his pants. It was soft, but she could tell it was a big one as it drifted in the water like a small log. She was tempted to take off her clothes and swim out to him, but she was afraid Neil would come along, and she thought he might not approve. For now, she would have to content herself with watching.
As Lynn peeked through the bush, Richard reached for his cock and rubbed it gently. With his body supported by the water, he was letting his mind drift were it wanted to, and where his mind wanted to go was to the subject of sex, specifically the latest guest. Lynn was the most attractive woman he had ever seen, and just the thought of her big tits, barely concealed in the yellow stretch top she had worn into the place, or the blue blouse she had worn to dinner, turned him on. As he thought about her blonde hair falling onto her naked, perfect breasts, his cock began to get hard, ending its free floating and aiming towards his head. He encouraged it with gentle tugs, rubbing his balls and down in between his legs, until it was completely hard, stretched to its complete, enormous length. Slowly he began stroking up and down, simulating as much as he could the feel of Lynn Johnson's hot cunt.
Lynn tried to move some of the branches of the bush out of her way so that she could see Richard better. She leaned forward slightly, almost rubbing her nose in one of the yellow-red flowers that were scattered over it taking in a sharp breath of air when she saw his cock for the first time.
As she breathed in, she sucked pollen from the flower into her nose, and sneezing almost immediately. "Shit!" she whispered, realizing that Richard would have heard the noise over the relative quiet of the stream. She ducked quickly back, but not fast enough to keep him from seeing her blonde hair in the movements of the bush.
Richard turned quickly onto his stomach and swam towards the opposite side of the stream, embarrassed at what the person must have seen. He wasn't sure who it was, although he was pretty sure he had seen blonde hair, and the only person around that met that description was Lynn Johnson.
"Why would she be watching me from back there?" he asked himself as he climbed out of the water and tried to remember where he had put his clothes. "Probably just a hobo passing through." He hadn't convinced himself, but he couldn't think of any reason for Lynn to stare at him from behind the bushes, and the thought disturbed him.
Lynn was troubled too, but not for the same reason. She knew perfectly well why she had been looking out from behind the bush. She was annoyed that she hadn't seen more. She walked quickly back to the larger trail, and sat down on a large rock to wait for Neil. She stretched out her legs in a futile attempt to catch the last rays of the sun which were turning the sky orange and purple but wouldn't cooperate by starting her suntan.
"You won't get much color sitting here. Starting tomorrow you can work on your tan." Neil's big friendly voice startled her. She turned in the direction she heard him coming from in time to see him smile. He was wearing a plaid shirt and khaki pants, and the shirt was unbuttoned almost to his waist. "What were you thinking about?" he asked as he climbed on the rock with her.
"Nothing, really," she lied. She couldn't very well tell him she had designs on his son and that she had been peeping at him through the bushes.
"You had that special far away look that most women get when they think about sex," he said, boldly putting his big hand on her breast.
"Well, now that you mention it...." Lynn turned and smiled at Neil as if it were perfectly natural for him to have his hand on her breast.
"You know, you really are a most attractive woman," he told her.
"'Most attractive?'That doesn't sound like you," she said.
"Well, I guess you're right. I was a lumberjack for about twenty years, and I guess most of the time I don't seem very polished. Anyway, I do think you've got a beautiful body," he whispered, moving in to kiss her on her neck.
If Lynn had been thinking about Richard before, she was ready to change her mind. Neil was rugged and masterful. The way he moved, talked and touched told her that he would know what to do with her to make her feel good. Instead of telling him what she thought of him, Lynn reached for his leg and squeezed it gently with her hand.
"And I think you know how to take care of yourself," Neil added, lifting her up from the rock and carrying her to a grassy plot behind it. He laid her down on the grass and then lowered himself so that he was next to her. His big hands began to cover her breasts while he closed his mouth over hers, breathing into her and searching in her mouth with his tongue.
Everything that Lynn could feel told her of the power inside this man. His hands were strong as he held her breasts, and there was even strength in his mouth as he pressed against her. She opened her mouth wide to take him inside her in anticipation of what would soon be happening between her legs. She sucked on his tongue and felt the muscles stiffen and the feel of it made her want to have his cock in her mouth, too.
"Oh, shit. You're really something!" he told her, pulling away from her so that he could see her as well as touch her.
"Only when I'm with a man that's really something," she said, and she reached between his legs for the cock she wanted.
"You want to work on my cock a little? I bet you know how to use your mouth for something besides sucking on tongues." He-quickly unfastened his belt and opened his pants so she could get at him. He felt her mouth push down on his naked skin, licking across his stomach and down towards her target.
"You're hot, aren't you," he growled as he took his cock in his hand and waved it in her face. He almost slapped her with it, she was so close to him. "Open that pretty mouth of yours and try a little taste of this."
Lynn did just that, parting her lips and letting a rush of hot air escape from her lungs to cover his cock. She saw it jump as it felt the heat, and she followed quickly with her lips, teeth and tongue.
She began by taking the head, fat with blood and slippery with pre-come into the moist dark space between her lips. She ran her tongue over it, feeling the ridges and the tiny lips on the end that covered the whole. His blood was pounding so hard she could sense his pulse, and it excited her even more as she began a slow probing motion of the head with her tongue. She explored the new area, tasting it and letting the tip of her tongue dig into the hole on the end of his dick, hunting for another small sample of his come.
"Shit, baby. You're going to set me on fire if you keep that stuff up. Get down and take the whole thing inside you before I start shooting more come than you can swallow."
But Lynn wasn't ready to take the whole thing. She wanted to concentrate on the velvet-like hard tip of his dick, not the big shaft, too. He could wait and control himself a little longer. She felt him wiggle under her as the pressure in his balls grew, and still she sucked on the fat head of his cock, using her teeth to scrape it lightly.
"Goddam you!" he snarled, and he grabbed her head and pulled her down on his dick. She gagged for a second and then relaxed, letting him fill her mouth with the hot meat. Slowly she raised her head, holding the cock with one small hand and digging into his balls with the fingernails of the other. She searched lower between his legs, finding the long hard cord that ran there and stroking it gently with her fingers. Then she swallowed his cock again, feeling the muscles of her throat stretch to accept its width and length, forcing herself to keep relaxed, holding him until she couldn't breathe any more. Then she felt him lifting her off of him and heard him speak to her.
"That's real good little lady. There aren't too many women who can take all of this. But now I want to taste you." Without another word, he laid her back on the grass and ripped open her shorts, revealing her cunt. In the failing light he could see the glistening of the moisture that had begun to collect there.
"That's going to taste sweet. I can tell from the smell, and I can smell it already," he said as he lowered his head to her.
"Eat it up! Get your mouth down there and swallow my cunt like I swallowed your cock. Your big strong mouth is going to feel good to me, I know it is. That's the way!" She could feel the lips of her cunt being stretched by his tongue as he forced his mouth over her cunt and stuck his thick tongue inside her.
"It feels like a cock! A hot, wet, big cock." Lynn spread her legs a little wider so that she would be able to take more of him between them. His tongue was a strong, hot machine that was stroking her clit and rubbing her cunt the way she liked to feel it, and she wiggled her hips to meet him. Neil was a master at this, and she could stay on her back in the grass with his tongue in her cunt for as long as he wanted.
"Talk about good," she moaned. "Jesus, you're in credible." Lynn drew her legs up into the air and held them apart with her hands, raising her head so she could look down over her breasts and see what he was doing to her.
She could see and feel him as he licked a long straight path that ran from her asshole to her cunt and then back down again. As he licked, he began to push at her ass with his finger, and she instinctively contracted the muscles of her ass to protect herself, wondering at the same time what it would feel like to have his finger inside her hole. Or his cock.
He licked her one last time, not stopping this time as her cunt, but continuing on up over her stomach, stopping for a moment at her breasts and then up the side of her neck to her ear. He pushed his tongue into her ear, growling and breathing as he licked, filling her head with the sounds of a river, or an ocean, and the sounds of animals fighting or mating.
Lynn squirmed on the grass as he kissed her ear, trying to spread her legs far enough to wrap them around his big frame and get his cock inside her. She wanted to feel him inside her now.
"Fuck me. I want to feel your fat cock in my cunt." Neil lifted himself slightly from the ground and then reached under her ass and pulled her up to him. When he felt her legs wrap around his waist he let go of her long enough to place his cock at the entrance to her cunt and force the first part of it in.
Neil was surprised at the ease with which Lynn accepted him. Most women he had been to bed with had trouble letting him get his big cock inside, but she seemed relaxed and ready to take all of him at the same time. He slid down into her, pushing with his hips, until he could feel the wet pussy covering over half of his cock, and then he paused.
"This isn't hurting you too much, is it, baby?" Lynn looked up into the handsome, rugged face that was over her and smiled.
"This isn't hinting me at all. It feels wonderful." After the stretching she had received that morning from Doug, she might have been a little sore, but she wasn't feeling anything but good hot dick between her legs now, and that was what she wanted more than anything. "I want all of you," she told him, bracing herself for his final thrust.
He pushed down and crammed the rest of his fat dick inside her. He was wider than Doug, and the base of his cock stretched her in a different way, but it felt good and she tried to raise her hips up to meet his thrusts.
"Shit, baby! That feels real nice. You've got a really hot cunt there." Neil was beginning to. fuck her, slowly, but giving her the entire length with each stroke.
It was an easy fuck, with none of the urgency that she had felt that morning in the back seat of her car. As she looked up into the darkening sky, she could see Neil's silver hair falling down onto his forehead and the green of the trees over them at the same time. He pushed himself into her and she filled her lungs with the fresh, warm summer evening air. She could hear frogs by the edge of the lake as they sang to their mates and hear crickets chirping gently at each other. She heard Neil speaking softly to her and felt his cock sliding in and out of her cunt.
"It's the best, baby. I could split you open with my cock and crawl right in between the halves and stay there forever. Every time I get all the way in there and feel those muscles squeeze me, I want to start shouting about how good it feels. Do you like it, baby?"
"Oh, yes."
"Do you like my cock in your cunt?"
"It's better than anything. You know exactly what to do to make me go crazy every time you push it into me." She squirmed under his body as he stuck himself into her again, rubbing against his balls and feeling the heaviness on her.
"Are you going to like it when I start pumping you, baby? Are you going to like it when I start giving you all of this fast?"
"You know it. I can hardly wait to see what it feels like when you start cooking," Lynn told him, almost giggling with excitement. She reached up and through her arms around his neck and pulled him down on top of her so she could kiss him again as he started fucking her faster and faster.
Neil was too good at this to start fucking hard and fast without any warning. He liked to work up to it slowly; so while his lips parted and he began to put his tongue back into her mouth, he gradually began to work his hips faster, gently building up the friction in her pussy and around his dick.
"Mmmm," Lynn moaned, her mouth full of his tongue. She spread her legs for a moment and then grabbed his waist again with them, yanking him down and into her. She could feel the heat that their bodies were generating, and the stroking of his cock in her hole was making her lose control.
Her fingernails began to dig into his back as she received each of his thrusts, and she bit his tongue, scratching him with her teeth.
It was like raping a wildcat as far as Neil was concerned, and he loved it. The claws that were digging into his back only made him go harder and faster, pushing into her until he couldn't go any further, and then jamming her again and again.
His head was filled with the throaty sounds she was making, and as his cock split her cunt, he rested the trunk of his body on her, crushing her under his weight. He kissed her ear and filled it with his tongue, then pulled on her hair to keep her from moving away from him. As he felt himself drawing closer to his orgasm, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her down on his cock, forcing her to eat it and feeling her muscles try and suck his come out of him.
"Are you getting your tight little cunt ready for my load?" he asked her, gasping for air as he fucked her hard.
"Oh yes! I want you to shoot every drop of it into me. I want to feel it flooding my cunt." He was pounding her so hard that he could barely make sense of what she told him, but he didn't need to hear every word to know what she was feeling. He was feeling it, too.
There was electricity charging back and forth between their bodies, connecting through her cunt and his cock, and each stroke in and out of her built up the charge until they felt like they were going to blow apart.
And when it hit them it hit them both at the same time. It almost caught them off guard, before they'd had a chance to brace themselves for its impact. They groaned and clawed at each other trying to release the excess energy they had built up and couldn't get rid of in the orgasm, until they were both exhausted, and then "they fell apart in the near darkness and let the warm summer air cool them.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Hungry?" Marge snapped on the lights as she walked into the kitchen, flooding the room with yellow-white.
"Oh! You startled me," laughed Lynn. After roaming around for about an hour with Neil, she had gone back to her cabin, and then decided that she would raid the refrigerator for a late snack before she turned in. She wasn't used to all that hiking, and she had built up a good appetite.
"Well, like the sign in your room says, there are always snacks around. We like to make everyone feel at home, and that certainly is one of the conveniences of being in your own house, don't you think?"
"Sure. It's perfect." Lynn looked at her hostess, wondering if she had any idea that Lynn and Neil had just been balling in the woods, or if it would make any difference to her. She couldn't somehow imagine this average American woman approving of her husband fucking every available chick that walked through his retreat.
If she was nervous or jealous, however, she didn't show any sign of it here in the kitchen. She helped Lynn fix a snack of roast beef and cottage cheese, made her some coffee, and then ate a piece of pie with her.
"I shouldn't eat this, you know. But Neil seems to like me a little plump, and I try not to let things get out of hand." She was a little plump, but Lynn could understand why Neil found Marge attractive. The shock of gray that ran through the front of her hair made her seem slightly startled all the time for some reason, and in combination with her warm brown eyes, she had an open, attractive face. And her figure was very good, especially for a woman of her age. Her full breasts seemed firm and her hips were inviting. And something deep in her eyes gave Lynn the impression that she would know what to do in bed.
"Do you have an active sex life?" Marge asked her, looking as though she had surprised herself by asking the question.
"An active. ... Well yes, I guess I do," Lynn admitted. She wasn't really embarrassed, but rather caught off guard. It wasn't the type of question she would have expected from Marge.
"What types of things do you like to do?"
"To do?" Marge was certainly not the person Lynn thought she would be.
"In bed. I'm sorry, would you rather not talk about it?"
"I don't mind. I'm just surprised that you want to talk about it. It seems strange." Lynn didn't understand this woman at all.
"Oh, I've always come right out and asked the questions I want to. It saves a lot of time."
"Guess you're right. Well, I like to do most everything in bed. That's the best answer. No one has ever suggested anything to me that I didn't think was at least worth trying." Lynn found it easy to be honest and straight forward with this woman.
"That's interesting. Have you ever been to bed with a woman?"'
"Well, I...." For some reason, she wasn't sure how to answer Marge's question. Again, she was surprised, but that wasn't the reason she hesitated. "I did, once or twice. But I didn't really know what I was doing, and I didn't enjoy it terribly. I think I would, if it were the right person." Lynn remembered thinking of the possibility of going to bed with Marge, but she hadn't really been serious about it. Maybe she was going to get the whole family before the weekend was over.
"How about you?" Lynn questioned.
"Have I ever gone to bed with a woman?"
Lynn nodded yes.
"Oh, sure! I love it. I mean, I prefer a man for my every day lay, but there's nothing like a cunt for a change of pace. Being so isolated though, I don't get too much of a chance. That's why I wanted to talk with you. You're the most attractive girl to come here in a long time, and I would sure love to eat your pussy when you're horny." Marge looked closely at Lynn to determine her reaction. She found out quickly.
"OK. How about right now?" Lynn didn't want to waste any time in getting started.
"That's what I like. A woman who knows what she wants and asks for it. That's the way I am."
"So I noticed," said Lynn, not quite loud enough for Marge to hear.
They walked to Lynn's cabin, talking during the walk about Marge and Neil's son Richard.
"He's a good boy, I think. I wouldn't mind if you were to give him a little experience while you're here. I mean, he doesn't get much of a chance, and I think you'd be a good teacher. That is, if you find him interesting."
"He's a virgin!" Lynn wondered how Marge could be sure.
"As far as I know. That is, unless he got some this afternoon."
"Do you talk about it with him?" Lynn found this woman more and more amazing.
"Naturally. It's important to a boy his age. After all, he's only seventeen."
Seventeen inches, thought Lynn. "If things work out, I'd be most happy to teach your son what I know," Lynn said, bowing to Marge.
"How gallant!" Marge said, laughing. They were in Cabin C by now, and Marge flopped onto the bed, kicking off her shoes. She stretched out on the bed, her tan legs standing out against the white of the bedspread. Lynn crossed to her and sat on the edge of the bed, putting one hand on Marge's leg.
It felt smooth and warm to her and she instinctively began rubbing it. Marge sighed and closed her eyes, then spread her legs slightly. She was wearing a wrap-around skirt that was now well over her knees, with the fresh yellow material laying casually over her. Her loose fitting yellow and white blouse was unbuttoned at the top, revealing the large breasts as they rose and fell with her breathing.
"You look very inviting," Lynn told her.
"Thank you. Why don't you lay down next to me?" Lynn turned and lay on the bed, stretching out next to her, rubbing her whiter skin on the tan skin of the woman next to her.
She felt Marge's hands begin to move over her, removing her blouse and then her shorts, and then covering her skin with long, gentle strokes, concentrating on her breasts.
"Your skin is so smooth and beautiful," Marge whispered into her ear. She removed her own clothes quickly, and then began to kiss Lynn, softly pressing her lips into the skin.
It was like being tickled with a feather, and Lynn wanted more. Each of the kisses tormented her and made her skin hot with desire. She was so used to the roughness of a man, that she found the easy touch that Marge used extremely exciting. She arched her back, offering her breasts to the brown haired body next to her, and then felt her accept the offering. Marge had kissed the breasts before, but now she devoured them, sucking as much of the hot white flesh into her mouth as she could, and then running her tongue over it, biting the rigid nipples and sucking them.
"More!" Lynn demanded. She grabbed Marge and pulled her down on her breasts and felt Marge's fingers digging into them almost cutting her with sharp nails.
"Yes!" Lynn didn't try to keep the sounds that were coming from her stomach from escaping into the cabin. She moaned and snarled as Marge began to leave her breasts and lick lower, working her way to Lynn's cunt. Each lap of her tongue brought her closer and closer to the light brown hair of Lynn's waiting pussy, and closer to the reward for her efforts: the taste of a hot cunt in her mouth.
"Please hurry and lick my cunt," Lynn told her. Her voice was too loud, but neither she nor Marge cared. They didn't mind who heard them as they thrashed on the bed, lost in each other's passion.
Marge worked her mouth lower and finally felt the soft hair above Lynn's pussy. She sighed as she realized that she was almost where she wanted to be and hurried to finish the journey. Her kisses were hotter than they had been before and they engulfed Lynn in a fury of passion. As soon as Marge smelled the delicate odor of Lynn's cunt, she couldn't delay any longer. She jumped up from the bed and then fell back on it between Lynn's legs and stuck her head between the spread legs.
"Take it! Get in there, Marge. Get in there and eat my hot pussy all up. Oh, god, yes! It feels so good!"
Marge licked and licked, sticking her tongue deeper and deeper into the now wet cunt and sucking all the juices she could get into her parched throat. She was dying of thirst and this was the only way she could get relief. She had to have more and more of the wetness from between Lynn's legs.
She begged with her tongue, and Lynn gave from her cunt, pushing down and moaning over and over, "It's so good. It's the best thing there is....Use your tongue and me and make my pussy bum!"
Lynn thrashed on the bed, forcing her cunt into Marge's mouth and feeling her hot tongue pushing into her while tiny soft fingers rubbed her clit, driving her on towards her third climax of the day.
"You're so good, Marge. Keep licking me, please, please. I'm going to come, Marge. Make me come!" Marge felt Lynn wrap her legs around her and then felt the tightening of Lynn's muscles as she began her orgasm. Marge pushed down harder, driving her tongue in as far as she could, trying to make her come harder and longer than she ever had before, knowing what the young girl was going through.
Suddenly she felt the girl's body go rigid, and then shake with convulsions that seemed to be tearing her apart. Her climax was as violent as anything Marge had ever taken part in, and it made Marge lick harder until the girl finally fell back on the bed.
Marge sat up and looked down at the lovely naked form on the white bed. There was only a small light burning in the room, and it gave Lynn a slight glow as she rested from the ordeal.
"That was fast!" she told the young girl.
"That was good!" Lynn answered. "I've never felt anything like it. How did you ... Or where did you ...?"
"How did I learn to do that? It's easy. I just remember what I would like to have done to me, and then do it to you. After all, it makes sense that a woman would know what a woman would want. Right?"
"Evidently." Lynn opened her eyes and looked at the woman who had just brought her so much pleasure. In the dim light of the room, Marge looked even better than she had before, with large breasts that were still firm, and her round, comfortable figure. "Would you like me to do something for you?"
"Do you want to?" Marge tried to see the girl's face to tell whether or not she was interested.
"Yes! You were so wonderful to me, and I don't know if I can be as good for you, but I want to try." Lynn sat up on the bed as though the thought of eating Marge had given her renewed energy. She reached for Marge and held her in her soft arms, enjoying the warm smoothness of her body. "You feel so smooth. And hot," she added, realizing how turned on Marge must feel.
Lynn eased Marge back down on the bed, kissing her gently on the mouth, and letting her tongue slip inside the satin lips. She could taste herself in Marge's mouth, and the scent of cunt was soon in both their mouths. Lynn drew her head away from Marge's and kissed her lightly on the neck and then the earlobe, biting her with tiny sharp teeth that had Marge squirming with delight.
"Oh, Lynn. I'm already so excited I can't stand it, and each thing you do gets me more excited."
"Wait," Lynn murmured, moving from Marge's ear down to her breasts. She remembered what it had felt like when Marge was doing her, and she tried to make it as good for Marge. She sucked a little of the hot skin into her mouth and ran her tongue over it, feeling Marge shiver as her mouth worked. She moved to a nipple and tasted it as it got hard in her mouth, and then switched to her other breast, giving it the same treatment.
"My cunt," Marge gasped, and Lynn knew what she meant. She abandoned Marge's breasts and hurried to her cunt, stopping when she got into position between Marge's legs. She looked down to the dark brown triangle of hair that ran from low on her abdomen, down between her legs, and saw the dark red lips of her cunt that had filled with blood and were begging to be eaten.
Lynn reached down and ran the tips of her fingers lightly over the wrinkled skin, sometimes letting her fingers slip just inside the opening and sometimes rubbing against the stiff clit.
"Lynn, your hands are so soft and warm. Please kiss me with your hot mouth." Lynn knew what Marge wanted, and she didn't hesitate any longer in giving it to her. She lowered her head between the older woman's legs, blowing hot air onto the cunt she was about to eat. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth, licking in front of her, searching for Marge's cunt and then finding it.
The first taste was sweet, and the smell of Marge's honey cunt filled Lynn's nose and mind. She pushed forward so that she could taste more of it and forced her tongue in between the lips to get inside the deep red cunt and taste the juices there.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, filling her mouth with the wetness and then going back for more of it.
"Yes, Lynn, yes. Eat me up!" Lynn licked and felt Marge pushing down, trying to suck her inside and hold her there. Then that wasn't enough for her. She turned around on the bed so that she was in sixty-nine position and tore into Lynn's cunt again) furiously digging and licking with her tongue, trying to bring Lynn to another climax while Lynn worked on her cunt.
They bucked at each other and probed with their tongues, searching for an orgasm and finally finding it.
Lynn moaned first, signaling yet another climax that she felt boiling through her, and the extra heat from her cunt triggered the same reaction in Marge. Both women wrapped their legs around their partner and tried to cram their heads inside the cunt of the other, wanting to be inside the woman who was making them feel so good. Their tongues hurt from stretching so far, but that didn't make any difference to them. All they were interested in was coming, and both of them were coming at the same time. Lynn strained all of her muscles and felt Marge do the same as they washed away their desires in a flood of come that relieved them both.
Later as they lay on the bed next to each other, still running their hands over the smooth warm bodies next to them, Marge thought only of the warmth that still came from her cunt, while Lynn thought of all that had happened to her that day.
She had picked up and fucked a hitchhiker, watched Richard in the stream, balled his father and then went to bed with his mother. Not bad for her first day in the country. Her only problem now was to figure out a way to get Richard alone for long enough to get his big cock hard and into her mouth and cunt. She was even more sure now that she would have him before her left; all she needed....
"Lynn, why don't you and Richard go for a walk tomorrow. He could show you around the old mill, and maybe you could show him a few things, too." Lynn wondered how long Marge had been talking to her. But she had caught enough of the conversation to know what Marge was suggesting.
"It sounds like fun. Do you think he'd go along with it?" Lynn asked her.
"I'm sure he'll go along with it. As soon as I get back to the house, I'll tell him you want to go. He'll be ready first thing in the morning." Marge was up now and getting dressed. She leaned over and kissed Lynn, to thank her for the evening.
"Have him come over to the cabin when he's ready. I don't have a clock with me," Lynn mumbled as she heard Marge leaving. She fell asleep quickly after her tiring day, but her mind was busy all night with thoughts of cocks being forced into cunts.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Miss Johnson, can I come in?" It was a rhetorical question since he was already in the room, staring hard at the clearly outlined shape on the bed.
"Who is ... oh, you! I mean, uh ... Richard! Well! Good morning." Lynn tried to get the sleep out of her eyes and mind simultaneously and succeeded only in smearing her make-up. "What time is it?"
"It's seven o'clock. Mom told me you didn't have an alarm clock and I knew you wouldn't want to waste the day. She said something about me showing you around the place, too." Richard was eager to show the retreat to this beautiful newcomer, and it showed whether he spoke or not.
Lynn was more excited by how excited he was than by the size of his cock, although that still entered into her thoughts as she got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom, stopping only to pick up her clothes from a chair.
"I'll be with you in a minute," she called from behind the closed door.
"Goddam," was the word Lynn thought she heard, but she couldn't be sure.
Lynn didn't realize that her effect on the kid would be so visible, especially after the night before. She was afraid that he would think she was strange if he realized who had been watching him, but what he was thinking now wasn't strange.
Richard wasn't sure what to do. He had come early in hopes of seeing her in her pajamas or maybe even underwear, but had not dreamed of seeing her in the nude. Ha wanted very much to fuck her, naturally, but knew that couldn't happen, so he would settle for spending some time with her and seeing whatever he could.
He had been all set to ask her if she wanted to go for a morning swim before they walked around the place, but now his throat was too dry, his tongue too thick, to speak. It seemed like hours before he heard Lynn's voice again, and then saw her.
"There we go. What's on the agenda?" She was wearing a pair of white shorts that were laced up the side so that they covered as little of her round ass as possible, sandals with a little heel, and a top made from a scarf. She had gotten a little color the day before, and the marks from her top showed on the newly exposed skin. Very little of her was covered, and those parts that were looked almost better than what showed.
"The Mill," he managed to say after a pause to clear his throat. It seemed to Richard that everything Lynn did was designed to turn him on, and he didn't know how much more of it he could take.
"That's right. Good." She walked passed the staring boy and out the door.
The way to the Mill was through the woods, along a path similar to the one that Lynn followed the day before, but in the opposite direction and quite a bit further away. They walked for about twenty minutes before Lynn could even see the Mill in the distance ahead of them, and then it took another ten minutes to reach it. The Mill, an abandoned saw-mill, was located in what must have been a clearing in the woods, next to a medium size stream.
"Is that the one that feeds the lake?" Lynn asked, pointing to the stream on the other side of the Mill.
"Oh, yeah. It's the only water for miles around here. That's why they built the Mill here." He walked on to the entry into the Mill and then turned and waited for her.
"I guess I should have brought a flashlight so you could see more of it. Probably enough light to give-you an idea of what it was like though." He stood near the door while Lynn looked around inside as though he were afraid she would attack, and he wanted to be able to make his exit.
"Where does this lead?" she asked, pointing to what looked like the shaft into a coal mine.
"That leads into the caves. They run under this whole area, and during the Civil War, they used it to help slaves escape from the South."
"Where do they come out? Is there another entrance?" The thought of making love deep inside the earth appealed to Lynn. She wondered if this was the time to try and lure him inside.
"There's only one other entrance as far as anyone around here knows, and it's almost impossible to find if you don't know the secret." Richard warmed a little as he told her the story of the caves. He forgot to be afraid of her since he was talking about something he felt sure of.
"Don't tell me. You have to say 'Open Sesame.'"
Richard didn't laugh, and Lynn guessed he had probably heard the line before.
"You have to go right every time you come to a fork in the passages. It sounds stupid, but it works, and it's the only way I know of to get out of there if you get lost. A whole bunch of people have died in there."
"Really? Who?" Lynn was genuinely interested now.
"Well, of course, there are stories about slaves being caught in there and murdered, but nobody knows for sure how many. There are a lot of bones though. And then two years ago, a couple of kids got lost in there, and weren't found for two weeks. They were dead."
"That's terrible," Lynn said, wrinkling her nose and forgetting for a moment about how sexy she thought caves were.
"They would have been all right if they had just kept going right, but I guess they didn't know about it, or didn't remember or something." Richard looked at his watch and started.
"God! I didn't realize it was so late. I have to get back to the cabin and help with lunch."
"Lunch? What time is it?" Lynn asked him as he turned to leave.
"It's only ten, but I have to be back by ten-thirty, and it will take that long to get there. You don't have to come if you don't want to. When you want to get back, just follow that path with the red stake next to it. It will take you right there." They were outside by now and he pointed to a break on the wall of woods that confronted them. Lynn could see that there were three paths in the general direction he pointed towards, and that one of them had a red stake next to it.
"I think I'll stick around for awhile. Is that all right?"
"Sure. I'll see you at the cabin for lunch." He ran across the small opening and towards the path he had indicated, and Lynn almost expected him to shout with relief.
She watched until he was out of sight and then turned back towards the Mill. She would have liked very much to explore the caves, but she wouldn't do it without a guide. Besides, it would be a good excuse to have Richard show her around again. For now, she planned a short walk in the woods, and then back to the cabins for lunch.
She was far enough into the woods so that she couldn't go much further without losing her way, and was about to turn around when she heard a moan from behind her and to the right. Then she heard someone speak.
"That's the way, baby. Spread those legs." She stopped cold, afraid that if she took a step she would be heard.
If that sound is what I think it is, she thought, then this is a very strange weekend. I'm going to turn into a full-fledged Peeping Tom before I get back to the city.
Carefully she turned and picked her way over the dead branches until she was a close to where the sounds were coming from as she could get. Then she got down on her hands and knees and looked through a small bush into a very small clearing under a huge oak or maple tree. She couldn't see the heads of the people there, but it wasn't the heads she would have been looking at anyway. It was the two naked bodies that attracted her attention. She tried to hold her breath as she focused on the. bodies and heard them speaking.
"Push it all the way into me! Fuck me bad, baby!"
"Yeah, baby!" As the man spoke, he slapped the woman across the ass, leaving light red marks that Lynn could see from as far off as she was.
"Shit! Fuck me, hon." The girl had long brown legs that were spread as far as they would go, and from where Lynn was sitting, she could see long thick cock of the man as it bore into the space she couldn't see, but could easily imagine.
She watched as the man slammed into the girl over again, and judged from the sounds that they were making that they were about to come. She saw the muscles in the man's ass tighten as he pushed, in between the rich, brown legs, and when he pulled out, she could see his cock shining in the sunlight, glistening with the wetness that had been inside the girl before.
"I want to fuck your ass," the man said suddenly. He pulled his cock out of the girl's cunt and waited while she turned onto her stomach, pressing her breasts into the soft grass under them. Lynn watched even more carefully to see what would happen next.
She saw the man spit on his hand and then rub the saliva onto his cock until the whole thing was covered. He took his cock in his hand and aimed it at a place that Lynn couldn't see between the cheeks of the girl's round ass, and then slowly pushed forward.
"Christ!" screamed the girl, thinking that there was no one around who could hear her. But she wasn't being hurt. She raised her ass off the ground and pushed up against the cock that was forcing its way into her.
"How's that, baby? Do you like it?" The man's voice was lower now as he felt the wet, hot tissues inside his girl's ass. Her ass was tighter than her cunt, and the muscles squeezed hard on his cock as he began to fuck her.
"Push it all the way in me. Let me feel the whole thing." The girl grunted as she felt him comply with her request forcing the remaining few inches into her, stretching her as wide as she could be stretched and then shoving her insides out of the way so that he could cram himself all the way in.
"It's so hot and fight. I don't know which part of you I like best." Lynn had seen as much as she could without getting involved in some way. She reached behind her neck and loosened the scarf she was wearing as a halter and let it fall away from her damp skin, and then quickly peeled off her shorts. She laid the scarf on the ground and sat on it with her legs spread and then looked back to the couple on the other side of the bush.
The girl had gotten onto her knees now and the man was kneeling behind her, holding onto her waist and slowly fucking her, drawing his cock out to the tip and then sliding the whole thing back into her. She wiggled her hips a little every time he slid into her, as if her ass were nibbling on the cock he was feeding her.
"Brian, don't come in my ass. I want you to come in my pussy."
"OK. Just a little while longer. It feels good in here." He maintained the same steady strokes in and out of her.
Lynn could see the man's face now, but he didn't look at all familiar. If he was a guest at the Retreat, he hadn't been at dinner the night before, because she wouldn't forget someone as big and rough looking as he was. He had sandy hair that fell onto his face and covered his chest and legs. He was tanned except for a wide stripe that ran around his ass and over the especially thick bush of hair that protected his big dick. Each time he forced his way back inside the girl, Lynn felt herself sighing, wishing that he were fucking her instead.
"I'm going to come soon," he told the girl. "Do you want to get it like this or on your back?"
"Like this!" He knew what she meant, and he pulled his cock out of her ass and shoved it back into her cunt. The girl spread her legs a little further so that she would be able to take all of him in this new position and then braced her arms for the weight that would be pushing against her.
"Now, Brian. Give it to me NOW!" Lynn could see the sweat that was pouring off of both of them, running down the girl's ass and legs, and mixing in small puddles with that from the man. He was fucking hard now jamming his thick cock into her and not pulling it out as far as he had been before. He still held onto her waist, but his knees were a little further apart, giving him the extra balance he needed to go faster.
"Goddam, Toni! I'm going to start shooting. Eat me up, baby. Eat me up with you hot cunt!"
"Fuck it, Brian. Buck it hard and make me come with you!"
Lynn rubbed her hands over her own sweating breasts, never taking her eyes off of the scene that was being played in front of her. As Brian spoke, her ; hands crept lower, feeling the wet smoothness of her stomach, and as Toni answered him, Lynn's fingers tangled the hairs of her cunt.
Slowly she rubbed her small fingers up and down the lips of her pussy, barely able to focus on the couple she was watching, her mind carried away with thoughts of having a cock crammed into her, fucking her over and over until she couldn't take any more of it.
"NOW!" Brian yelled, and then she heard the girl let out a small, sharp scream as they peaked at almost the same moment, and he sent his white, hot come into her.
Lynn let her fingers rest inside her cunt as the couple slowly got up from the ground and began dressing. She was afraid that they would come out of the clearing towards her, but instead they began moving in the opposite direction. She heard their sounds as they stepped on dead branches, crunching their way out of the woods and onto the path, and then she lay back on the scarf and slowly pushed her fingers in and out of her cunt.
"It's four little cocks that are fucking me," she murmured. She closed her eyes and imagined having four tiny elves on top of her, each of them forcing his little cock inside her, trying to push the others out of the way.
Then the four cocks became one big one that wanted to rip her open as she thought of Joe and the hitchhiker and Neil and forced her further inside, spreading the fingers and rubbing against her clit.
"Fuck me, Joe Put your cock into me and make me come like that guy did to that girl. I want to feel you forcing all of it in me and making my insides all hot until I can't wait any more and come all over you.
Make me feel your hot come inside me. Joe!" She tried to focus on an image of Joe, but couldn't hold him in her mind. Instead she saw a cock so big that she knew it didn't belong to him. She tried to picture Neil with big hairy body, his cock aimed at her cunt and his eyes burning into her, but she couldn't keep his image clearly either.
Even the thought of the hitchhiker wouldn't stay clear, as she tried to recall what it had been like in the back seat of her car on the morning before. Her free hand rubbed her leg, imagining that it was his big dick and at the same time that the hand that was running over her skin was his strong hand, but her mind floated away and found the subject it wanted to.
Richard was the only thing she could think of. She saw a montage of different Richards, and each one made her move her hand a little faster. She saw him swimming on his back in the river and saw his hand creeping down towards his stiffening cock. She saw him as the nervous boy who had greeted her when she first arrived, and as the awkward young man who had come into her cabin that morning. And then she saw him as an animal who was naked and hard and ready to fuck her day and night until they both fell asleep exhausted.
"That's what I need, Richie! Please fuck me with your big, hard dick. Fuck me, Please!" She saw herself crawling to him, begging him to let her taste his cock. Begging him to fuck her and tear her open. He would slap her and refuse to let her even touch him until she had pleaded with him and promised to do anything she wanted. Then he would make her roll over and he would jam himself into her ass until she cried out with the pain and pleasure of it all.
"Yes, Richie, baby. Yes!" Lynn drew her white legs up into the air and tried to get her hand further inside her so that she would be able to get more of her hand inside, but she was in as far as she could go. She worked furiously, trying to make her hand keep up with her thoughts as her mental Richard fucked her ass and then turned her over and stuck his cock into her pussy.
"It's sweet, baby," she heard him tell her. "It's so sweet I could stay here forever."
"Goddam, man. Will you look at this!" Lynn's heart stopped beating long enough for her to signal the need for adrenalin, and then doubled up, pumping the blood she needed. She pulled her hand out of her cunt and jumped up from the ground, turning at the same time towards the direction the voice had come from.
"Who are you?" she asked, much louder than she needed to, unable to hear herself. The man standing in front of her was over six feet tall, wearing dirty green pants and a white T-shirt. He was the color of ink, and the sweat on his face made him shine in the filtered light of the woods. He was joined almost immediately by the man he had spoken to, who could have been his twin, dressed in the same clothing, sweat standing on his face.
"Who are you!" Lynn repeated, even louder than before.
"That don't matter much, now. Why don't you tell us who you are." His voice was deep, and his words were slurred. Lynn thought he sounded like he had been drinking. She wondered what was going to happen to her, if she should run, if she were in any danger.
"I'm Lynn Johnson," she told them, trying to sound calmer than she had before, and reaching for her clothes as she spoke.
"You won't need them," the first man said to her, crossing towards her and taking her wrist in his huge black hand. He lifted her from the ground and made her stand next to him, keeping his hand on her and looking her over like a prize he had just won.
"Looks mighty fine," he told his companion.
"Yessir! I'd say that was mighty fine indeed!" They both laughed, making a growling sound, and then the man who held her turned towards Lynn.
"Where you going, lady? I ain't going to hurt you."
"Please! Let me go." Lynn tried to figure out who they were, and what they were going to do to her.
"Oh, no! I ain't going to let you go, cause if I do, you'll rim away from me, and I wouldn't like that." He smiled at her, displaying large, perfect teeth and no warmth. She smelled the whisky that came from inside him, and the thought that he was probably drunk made her more nervous. She thought quickly and spoke, realizing that speech was her only weapon.
"They'll miss me back at the Retreat and send some people looking for me. They know where I am!" She couldn't hide her nervousness, but she hoped her story sounded convincing. Besides, it was true. Richard expected her home for lunch, and he knew about where she was.
"Maybe they know where you is, but they sure as hell don't know where you is going!" Again, the two men laughed as thought this were a joke that the two had planned for weeks.
He didn't say anymore to her, but forced her to lead the way along the path she had followed before, back towards the Mill. Lynn went without struggling, realizing that there wasn't anything else she could do. As she entered the clearing around the Mill, she looked back towards where the marker had been that signalled the path back to the Retreat. It was gone.
Any fight that she might have had inside her, vanished when she saw that the marker was gone, and knew that even if she did manage to get away from these two, she wouldn't know how to get back to the Retreat.
Once they got to the Mill, the men forced her to go inside, and then into the shaft that led to the underground tunnels and caves. One of them had a flashlight which he aimed in front of them as they made there way down into the earth along the path that had been cut there, and towards the area where they were hiding. Lynn didn't say anything as they walked, waiting instead, for them to tell her who they were and what was going on.
They came to an open area and the men lit two kerosene lanterns which provided enough fight for Lynn to see where they were. It was like a room, with walls of rock. The ceiling was also made of rock, and covered with pointed stalactites that all seemed to be aimed at her. There was enough room to stand up, but not much more that that, and Lynn could see that the men had spread blankets on the dirt and rock floor.
"So!" said the man who had spoken to her first, startling her out of her investigation of the cave. "This is it. How do you like it?" He laughed again and then walked over to a knapsack next to the blankets and took out a bottle of whisky. Lynn followed him with her eyes, and saw the clothes that she had feared she would see: A pair of white pants, and a black and white striped shirt with a number stenciled on the front of it. The man who was drinking saw her look at the prison clothing and he laughed again.
"We haven't had a chance to get rid of our old clothes yet. Just got these new ones this morning. Right, George?"
"Yeah. Sorry about the mess. We didn't know we was going to have company." He chuckled and walked over to the bottle.
"Look," Lynn said, feeling tired and knowing that her words were useless. "Let me go, please. I don't have any money so there's no reason to keep me here. I won't tell anyone that I saw you." She waited for the laughter she knew would come.
"Let you go? After you just got here? No, sir! We don't care if you ain't got no money, cause we just went to the bank this morning and got all we needed. We don't want money from you, white girl." His eyes wandered over her naked body as he spoke, and Lynn instinctively tried to cover herself with her hands. She found herself wishing they would go ahead and rape her and get it over with so they wouldn't have to play out this stupid game.
"No, white girl. We don't want no money from you!" he repeated. He took another drink from the bottle and set it down. Then he began to pull off his shirt.
CHAPTER SIX
Lynn felt a shudder run through her as she saw the man begin to remove his clothes. His big black body reflected the light from the lanterns, and made him look like he was carved from ebony with inlaid ivory.
"Fred, why don't you go and see what's happening outside?" the one who was undressing said.
"Aw, man. You ain't going to leave me out of the fun."
"I'll call you back in time for plenty of fun. She ain't going anywhere." Lynn guessed that the man who was undressing, the one who had spoken to her first in the woods, was the leader, and that the other man did pretty much as he was told.
Fred smiled at his partner and then ambled out of the room. Lynn looked back to the first man, and saw him removing his tan pants. He stood in front of her then, naked, with a huge black cock that was starting to swell with excitement.
"My name is Charlie, white girl. And I'm going to fuck your cunt off." Lynn didn't doubt what he told her for a second. In addition to being long, his cock was thicker than any she had ever seen, and she contracted the muscles of her cunt just thinking about what it would be like to have that thing shoved into her.
"Why don't you let me go," she pleaded, still knowing that it was useless. They certainly wouldn't let her go until they fucked her.
"I told Fred you wasn't going anywhere. You ain't planning on making a liar out of me are you? Now, why don't you just make yourself comfortable. You know, you got a real nice body there. I can just imagine what it's going to taste like." He ran a dark red tongue over his lips and took the two steps necessary to place him directly in front of her.
Looking down on Lynn, her white, naked body glowing in the strange light of the cave, he knew that he was about to get an unforgettable piece of ass. Even though she was frightened, she kept her eyes on his cock and he knew she was wondering what it was going to be like to have his dick in her. He also knew what it would feel like to have the hot red insides of this girl all over him, spreading the wetness on his cock and squeezing the come right out of his balls. It would feel fine.
"Really fine," he murmured as he lowered himself onto the cave floor. "You ever been fucked in a cave?" he asked her.
"No," answered Lynn, stiffening as he reached for her, and then crying out as she felt his powerful hand slap her across the face.
"Don't you tighten up with me, girl! You just better get used to the idea that I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, and the sooner you decide you're going to like it, the better it will be for the both of us. Dig?"
"Yeah," answered Lynn. She was tired and would probably trade a chance to escape for a chance to sleep. She had given up. She was surrendering to this big black man. She lay back on the blanket and closed her eyes, waiting for him to start.
"Oh no. You get back up here and get to work. You going to get this cock hard." Lynn sat up from the blanket and saw Charlie getting into a kneeling position, with his cock sticking out in front of him, almost as hard as it could get.
She reached for it tentatively as though she were unsure of what it would feel like. It felt smoother to her than the cocks she had held before, and as she gently worked it, sliding the heavy foreskin down over the lighter brown head, and felt the blood pounding into it, she began to lose some of her inhibitions and became aware of a slight tingling in her cunt. He was right about one thing: the sooner she adjusted to the fact that she was going to get fucked, and started to enjoy it, the sooner they would start having fun.
Lynn let her hand slide down to the thick base of the cock and felt the tough skin of his large balls and the slightly oily, kinky hair that grew there. She knew what she had to do next, and she licked her lips in preparation.
"That's right, girl. You get your mouth all set for this meat." Charlie was smiling, but Lynn didn't notice. She was bending forward, opening her mouth and moving her tongue out of the way. She bumped into the head with her lips and felt the cock jump in her hand in reaction to the heat. Slowly, she stuck the tip of her tongue out, and tasted the end of his dick. She was unsure of whether or not it would taste as different as it looked and felt, and she paused for a minute to judge the taste. It tasted like cock.
With that reassurance, she opened her mouth and r sucked the fat head inside her lips, running her tongue over the smoothness and feeling the heat fill her mouth.
"MMMmmm! That feels nice! Get more of it inside you!" He demanded with his cock as well as his voice, pushing his hips forward, shoving more of himself into her.
His cock had gotten larger since she had begun sucking it, and when he pushed forward, he stretched her mouth. She could tell that her teeth were biting him, but he obviously didn't mind.
"Chew it up, girl!" He fucked his way in and out of her mouth, gently moaning as he felt her mouth and the muscles of her throat resist him. "Yessir! There ain't nothing like it!"
Lynn felt hot hands begin to feel her body, and the size and texture of them turned her on. Slowly, she was building up for what was going to happen to her. She felt his cock pushing at the back of her throat, and without thinking, she ordered the muscles to relax and allow him to pass into her.
"Oh, baby!" He felt the extra tightening of her throat as it pinched his cockhead and all the muscles in his body contracted with pleasure. "Shit!"
Lynn gagged and then got accustomed to the width of his cock. She pulled away from him and then drove back down, swallowing every inch of cock that he offered until she could feel the bristly hair against her lips. Her eyes were closed, but she knew exactly what his cock looked like, and the more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Her head moved back and forth more quickly as she sucked on the cock and ran her tongue over it, worshiping it with her mouth.
"You love that, don't you? And you are good at it. Suck away, baby. Suck away. I can keep that come back as long as I want to and shoot it again and again when I want to, so you just suck away."
Lynn grabbed his balls with her fingers, and ran the pointed nails over the wrinkled skin, feeling them contract in defense. Her hand ran between his legs, along the fat cord and to his ass. She felt the smooth skin of his hard ass, and scratched lightly at his asshole with her nail, making him jam his cock forward even harder, splitting her throat.
"Baby, you got me so turned on and hot, I got to have some of your pussy to cool me off." With his. strong hands, he lifted her off of him and into a position where he could eat her cunt.
Lynn's mouth felt empty without the enormous cock inside it, and it wasn't till he had gotten close enough to her cunt for her to feel his hot breath that she relaxed and spread her legs wide enough for him to really get to her.
"It smells sweet, baby. Just like a good cunt should smell."
"Please eat me," she whispered to him, putting her tiny hands behind his head and pulling him down onto her. She could hear the slurping sounds from his mouth, and feel the fat lips and tongue and big teeth as he began to work on her. She wondered if this was what he had been arrested for, because it sure as hell wasn't fair to call this rape. He had her squirming on the floor fifteen seconds after he had put his mouth on her pussy.
Her legs were spread and waving in the air as he dug into her with his tongue, grabbing her ass and squeezing her cheeks with his long, strong fingers.
"Shit!" she screamed, hearing her voice echo in the cave and return to her ears, 'SHIT! ... SHIT! ... SHI! ... SH...." She wrapped her legs, over his neck and arched her back, lifting her cunt up into his mouth and felt his tongue squirm inside her.
Charlie moved his mouth a little, and began sucking on her clit, caressing it with his tongue and teeth, trying to suck her off, as she had done him. Then he lifted her ass off the floor and held her like a sandwich as he ate the cream she gave to him.
"Oh, yes! Goddam!" Lynn was bucking against his mouth, attempting to get more out of him than he could give. She wanted a cock in there now. His mouth was wonderful, but it couldn't get inside her and do the things that his big cock could do.
Charlie reached between her legs with his long fingers and stuck them between his mouth and her cunt. Slowly he slipped the tips of them into her hole. Then he gently pulled her apart and at the same time, extended his tongue, sticking the end far inside her. Except for the hardened tip, his tongue felt soft in her, cushioned against her red walls as she contracted them against him.
Then he began to stiffen his tongue and move it out of her. As the end of it reached the lips of her cunt, he pushed it back in as slowly as he had removed it. He pushed in and out with the same steady motion he planned to fuck her with, spilling saliva from his mouth and onto her already wet skin, and heating up her cunt even more.
"Oh, God, baby. Push it in again. Oh, GOD!" Lynn writhed on the floor of the cave, opening her eyes long enough to focus on the stalactites and imagine what it would be like to take one of them into her pussy. "Fuck me!" she hissed, reaching for him and trying to pull him up onto her. He pulled his tongue out of her and let his fingers slip inside further.
"You want my cock in there? I bet you do, white girl. Well, just to show you how good I am, I'm going to put my cock in you and fuck you with it. You like that?"
Lynn nodded her head slowly as though she had been drugged.
"I said, "You like that!'" Charlie slapped her across her ass, which was still lifted from the floor of the cave, waiting for him to fuck her.
"Yes!" she yelled, feeling the smart across her ass where he had hit her. But the pain turned to a tingle which got warm and then hot. Her ass began to glow and she stuck it up in the air and looked at him, begging him with her eyes to do it again.
"I should have known," he laughed, and he slapped her other cheek, harder than he had done the first time.
"Yes!" she screamed again, waiting for the pain to disappear, to be replaced with the heat. "Fuck me," she whimpered, almost making it a question. She was a child, asking an angry parent for the impossible, without a prayer of a chance of receiving it.
Charlie laughed at her, baring his perfect white teeth, and he slapped her again, and then again, laughing louder each time she screamed at him, pleading for him to shove his cock in her.
With one hand he slapped her, and with the other he teased her cunt, running his finger tip over the lips and just inside them as she wiggled her hips to dodge his slaps and try and get more of his finger inside her.
He looked down on the pale blonde figure under him, begging for his cock, begging for him to hit her again. He looked at her large breasts with the hard nipples, moving easily back and forth, not understanding the urgency in the way the rest of the body moved. He felt his stomach begin to heat up, speeding his heart and making his blood begin to boil and pump into his stiff dick, until it jumped in response. He felt himself swelling even larger as his passion increased. His eyes looked lower to the shining cunt and he knew he couldn't wait any longer. He stopped slapping her and took his hand away from her cunt, licking his lips.
"Ok, baby. You wanted it, and you earned it, so here it comes." Lynn looked at him; as if she didn't understand she begged again.
"Please, FUCK ME!"
It wasn't until she felt the swollen head push against her empty cunt that she understood what he had told her. Then she screamed a hoarse "Yes!" and closed her eyes again. She felt herself being spread apart slowly as he eased himself towards her. She couldn't believe that his cock was as wide as it felt, tearing her open, inch after inch, until she didn't think she could take anymore. Even when it stopped getting wider, the pain stayed with her while he shoved inch after hot, black inch into her. Then the pain began to disappear and the heat began to grow and she raised her hips to help him complete his insertion.
"You starting to like it, white girl? You getting used to the feel of all this black meat?" He laughed as he had before, and slapped her once across the ass to keep her excited. "That's it, baby."
"Go slowly," she asked him. "Just to start with. Let me get all opened up for you so I can make you feel really good."
"OK, baby. I'll get you open before I tear you open. Cause when I get going, I don't stop for nothing." He began to ease his cock part way out of her, and then slid it back in the same way, and he felt the juices from inside her begin to ooze around him and make her more slippery. He could feel her muscles beginning to relax as she got used to him, and he varied his strokes a little to touch more of her cunt. His ass moved around in slow circles as he ground into her spread cunt, forcing her legs apart with his chest each time he came down between them.
Lynn raised her head so she could look between her legs and watch the cock slipping in and out. She could see the heavy black balls bunched tight against the base of his cock, and the liquids from her mouth and cunt that had been smeared all over his crotch.
"It's so beautiful," she mumbled as she saw him pulling the length of black cock out of her. It shone brightly, evilly, in the weird lighting of the cave, and made her cunt need to be filled. She tightened the muscles of her stomach and asked him to put it back into her. "Slide into me," she whispered to the cock.
"Yesssssss," it answered back, slurping its way inside the tunnel, sliding through the juicy passage. It filled her and she rested her head again on the cave floor, with her eyes closed and her mind lost in ecstasy.
"Feel good, baby?"
Charlie's voice came from nowhere and wasn't recorded in her mind. It echoed around, bumping against cells that were too busy with all of the other impulses that they were receiving. From all over Lynn's body the brain cells received heat. Hotter that lying in the sun or being near a furnace. It was a heat that seemed to come from inside her body and then radiate back on her sweating skin.
"Feel good, baby?"
Her cunt had taken over her mind, and was deciding which move would be next. The commands to move her hips one way or another and which muscles to contract were not coming from her head, but from the wet hole between her legs. The impulses to whimper when he shoved his dick all the way in and let it rest there, pressing against her cunt and filling it, did not issue from her mind, either.
"Feel good, baby?"
The sound that their sex was making was picked up in her ears, but it travelled the entire length of her body to be interpreted in her pussy. And when her skin rubbed against his, feeling his cool on her heat, it registered in the same place.
"Feel good, baby?"
The sound of his voice mingled with the sounds of their fucking and her cunt heard him. The sound that came out of her lips was sent up from her cunt, and the moan that she made filled Charlie's head with a greater lust than he had been feeling.
He lowered his head until he was over her mouth and felt her breath on his face. He opened his mouth a little and touched her lips with his, and then pushed his tongue between her lips.
Lynn could taste whisky on his tongue. It tasted sweet and made her mouth glow as she searched his mouth for more. Their tongues pushed each other aside and raced to the other's throat, and his tongue won, stretching until he was almost crawling down in side her. He drew his tongue out a little at a time, dragging its smooth underside over her tongue and rubbing the roughened top against the roof of her mouth. Lynn moaned again and he gave her his tongue again, still keeping the movements of his hips as regular as he could. He didn't want to come yet, and he didn't want her to come. Not until he was ready.
Lynn pulled back her lips so that her teeth could join the combat with his mouth. Gently she bit his thick dark lips, and then his chin and along his jaw, working her way towards his ear. When she found it, she shoved her tongue inside, hearing the slurping sounds she was making, and imagining what it must sound like inside his head.
Charlie almost lost control when she licked his ear, pushing and pulling much harder for a couple of strokes, until he could slow his cock down. Then he pulled his ear away from her mouth and pushed her hair away with his lips.
"Oh, shit!" Lynn cried as he dug into her. It sounded like rush hour in the ocean as thousands of tiny waves slapped into fish. Then she heard a grunt and felt Charlie's cock stop moving.
He lifted his head away from her and she opened her eyes to see him looking behind him.
"Get out of here, you motherfucker!" he growled at his partner.
"Come on, Charlie. I been sitting outside for half an hour now waiting for you to finish. Why don't you share the chick, man?" Lynn felt the tension ease from Charlie's body as he laughed at Fred.
"Yeah, man. You're right. Listen. I'm about to shove a hot fat load into her, and then you can take over for a while. How's that?"
"That's cool, man. Fuck her hard. Just save a little piece for me," Fred laughed and then took a couple of steps back from the couple. He sat on the floor to watch while Charlie finished fucking, taking off his shirt as he waited.
"Well, white girl. I guess I got to stop fucking around and get to work on your cunt. You about ready for it?" He smiled at her, but his face seemed kinder than it had before. Lynn answered yes by squeezing his cock with her cunt. He had been half way inside her while he talked to Fred, but now he drew himself out almost to the tip. Lynn closed her eyes and waited, knowing he was about to ram the whole thing into her, and fuck her until they both came.
"Remember, baby. You got another one after me, so don't use it all up," he warned her as his hips began to push forward.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Oh, Jesus!" Lynn cried as she felt him slide into her with the full force of his strong body behind him. He supported himself with his arms in a push-up position while his hips pushed his cock into her and his balls slapped against her cunt.
"That's just the beginning, white girl. You better hang on and get ready for some real action." He pulled his hips and cock away from her and then thrust again, with greater force than before, and this time didn't wait for her to respond before he crammed his dick into her again.
Lynn reached up for the body that was on top of her, hoping that she would somehow be able to control it if she could make contact with it, but it didn't work. As soon as she held the massive shoulders in her fingers, she realized that it made him go more out of control than before, grinding into her and then pulling his cock out with circular motions of his hips. He had his eyes closed, preferring to receive sensations from other receptors. His wide nostrils were flared with passion and he was taking in large breaths and holding them, feeding oxygen to his straining muscles.
"You like this, Fred?" Charlie didn't stop fucking or even look in the direction of the other black man.
"You doing a real good job over there, Charlie. Man, that looks like one real nice piece of ass you got yourself in." Fred had gotten all of his clothes off by now and was watching the couple of the cave floor carefully. His hard cock throbbed each time Charlie drove into Lynn's cunt, eager to take his place on top of her and send his own long dick into the same hole.
"You ain't seen nothing yet!" Charlie called. He stopped all movements except a straight back and forth into Lynn, and then he began to pick up speed. Lynn felt her body moving on the stone and dirt floor each time he jammed into her cunt as though he were pushing her away from him.
"Go, man!" Fred was the audience, encouraging Charlie on to a better performance, and Charlie responded by fucking as he had never fucked before. He plowed into and out of Lynn faster than Lynn would have believed possible.
He's got to come soon, she thought, looking up at him. He can't keep this up for very long without having an orgasm. God, the way he fills me up each time he pushes in, I wonder what it's going to be like when he starts shooting. He'll probably drown me in come. And then I have to take the other one, too.
She was so carried away by her thoughts, that she didn't feel her own climax begin to build. She heard a groan fill the cave and was surprised because it sounded more female than male. It wasn't until she groaned again that she understood what was happening. She was going to come, too. And her only problem was trying to hold off until Charlie was ready.
Immediately, she relaxed every muscle over which she had any control and tried to think away the sensation that was tickling her cunt. She dug her fingers into Charlie's back, telling him to hurry and come because she couldn't wait much longer.
"Get ready, white girl. I'm coming now, and that means trouble for you and your pussy!" He jerked a couple of times and then regained control over his movements as he fucked into her with more violence than before, straining to force the come out of his balls and into her body.
Lynn tightened her legs grip on him, both to keep herself from being pushed away when he fucked in anti because it would make her come faster. She didn't have to try and hold off now as she heard his heavy breathing turn into moans and felt the first spurt of his hot load enter her. His words about coming had frightened her before. She was afraid that he might really lose control when he started to shoot, but now that didn't matter. As she was carried away in her own climax, she knew that he couldn't do anything to her that would hurt her. All he could do was make her orgasm even better.
"Fuck me! I'm coming!" she screamed, hearing her echo mix with his groans and not caring who else heard it.
"Oh, man! Oh, man!" Lynn heard Charlie call out repeatedly as he tried to keep going when all of the blood had left his head and rushed to his cock. He was on the verge of passing out, but he wasn't going to stop until she was through, too.
Finally he felt her legs around him as they relaxed and felt her take her fingernails out of his back. She had finished, too. He eased his long, still hard cock out of her and heard the sucking plop it made when it got free.
"Why don't you give her a minute to pull it together, and then let me tell you: you are in for one fine fuck, Fred, baby." Charlie laughed as he talked to his partner, trying to catch his breath and stroking his cock, milking the last drop or two of come out of it.
"You know it, brother," chuckled Fred.
Lynn lay on her back, exhausted. Her mind began to work slowly as she stared up at the pointed ceiling, and she realized that she had to do something to get out of there. She didn't know what time it was, but she imagined that they would start worrying about her back at the Retreat when she didn't show up for lunch. The question was whether or not they would think to search the caves. And even then, would they come far enough inside them to find her? Lynn guessed that Charlie and Fred had not gone too far inside the cave, or they wouldn't be able to get in and out without getting lost. But they might be deep enough to keep their voices from carrying to the Mill. She wondered if she would be able to get out the same way that they had come in, but knew that she wouldn't get far if she did get out that way. Her only hope would be to try and get out the back passage and hope that they didn't know about it.
"Always go right," she mumbled, remembering what Richard had told her.
"What?" Fred asked her, turning away from his conversation with Charlie.
"Nothing," Lynn answered, almost too quickly.
"Sounds like she's about ready for me, man. Guess I better get over there and get on it," he told Charlie. "Hey, man. What about after I finish with her if we go catch us some fish out in the river? While you two was fucking, I went out, and I could see the trout swimming in there. By the time I finish this I'm going to be real hungry."
"What about her?" Charlie asked, indicating Lynn with his head.
"She ain't going nowhere. We'll be able to see the front of the Mill from the stream, and that's the only way out of here." Fred laughed at how lucky they were.
"Yeah, man. You're right. Get over there and start fucking. I'm getting hungry." They both laughed again, and Lynn shuddered as she saw Fred getting up from his place and cross over to her.
"How about this, white girl? You like this cock?" He still had about a half an erection and his cock looked at least as big as Charlie's.
"I need to rest," Lynn told him, knowing it wouldn't do any good. She saw him smile and kneel down in front of her.
"Why don't you eat this while you rest," he said, holding his cock out in front of him. She watched his hand pump up and down on it, squeezing it so that the already fat head grew larger. He put his hand behind her head and drew her closer to his cock, until she could smell it.
Lynn would never know exactly what happened next. She would never know what came over her so suddenly and changed her hate for this man into lust like she had never felt it. She did know that whatever caused the change worked quickly, for one minute she had been staring at the big, black dick, thinking about how to escape, and the next minute she had it deep inside her throat, and could feel herself forcing back a gagging sensation from the same place.
"Take it, baby! That's the way!" Fred had tensed when he saw her open her mouth and go for his cock. He thought she was going to bite him and his first reaction had been to protect himself. He soon saw, however, that there was no need to protect his cock from the hungry mouth that had devoured it. He looked down on her and saw her head bobbing back and forth, up and down as she sucked and bit, hungrily taking him inside her and holding him there.
Lynn felt the cock inside her, felt its heat fill her mouth, felt the smoothness of the cockhead against her tongue. She got into a kneeling position on the cave floor and began to rotate her hips, trying to lure him out of her mouth and into her cunt.
"You want to get fucked again, baby," It was Charlie's voice coming to her from where he sat. He laughed at her as he felt his cock growing hard again. "Hey, Fred! Get behind her and fuck her, man!"
But Fred wasn't about to move from the hungry mouth that was devouring him over and over. He kneeled up straight in the air, pushing his cock out in front so that she could have the whole thing, and she took it all, unhinging her jaw and swallowing until he rested deep inside her. Then she opened her mouth a little wider and pushed her tongue out so that she licked his balls, and felt the toughened skin with her lips.
"Fred, baby. If you don't get in there and start fucking her, I do believe I'll have to do it for you." If Fred had any objections to Charlie going for another round, he didn't voice them quickly enough to keep him from getting up from the cave floor and crossing to the couple. He kneeled behind Lynn in much the same position that Fred had taken in front of her, and put his cock next to the still wet lips of her cunt.
"You ready to go again already?" Fred had just focused on Charlie for the first time, and saw that he was about to fuck Lynn again. He smiled at his partner, encouraging him to go ahead. This girl could take care of both of them with ease.
Lynn felt the familiar pressure against her cunt and met it by pushing back towards it. She felt the lips of her cunt spread as Charlie re-inserted his cock, and if her mouth hadn't been crammed so full of cock, she would have moaned.
"Fred, man, I'm telling you, this is the best there is. I ain't never felt a cunt that could suck on my cock like this one does!" Charlie had a big grin on his dark face as he slid himself home, surrounded by the juicy pulp of Lynn's cunt.
Lynn had managed to get herself into a perfect position for what was happening to her. She rested on her knees and one hand, while her other hand held Fred's cock in place. She could still maneuver well enough to get a good hold on Charlie's dick as he fucked her from behind. She'd rather have his cock this way than any other because he could get the whole thing inside her with every stroke. Most other positions cheated her from having the entire cock each time he stuck it in her, and Lynn didn't like to be cheated of anything. Especially hard dick.
"That cunt may be good, but this mouth is the best one I've ever been in, man." Fred was rocking back and forth, feeding his cock between her red lips while he kept his eyes on Charlie fucking her ass. From where he was kneeling, it looked like Charlie was sticking his cock right into her ass instead of her cunt, and an idea began to form in his head.
"Charlie! Why don't you let me have a little of the tail end. I'm sure she'd love to suck on your pussy-soaked cock for awhile." He drew back and stood up as he spoke, confident that Charlie would agree to change positions.
"Yeah, man. I thought you'd want to get back here sooner or later," Charlie chuckled. He thrust himself into Lynn a couple of times and then left her without a cock in her mouth or her cunt until he and Fred could switch ends, which didn't take very long.
Lynn kept her eyes closed, only partially aware of what was happening. It was as if she were in a trance of some sort, driven a little insane by all of the cock that was being fed to her from every direction. Her ass moved slowly back and forth as if searching for a cock, and she kept her lips parted, ready to suck any cock that happened along.
Within a few seconds, Charlie was kneeling in front of her in almost exactly the same place that Fred had kneeled, and Fred had pushed his cock into her cunt. There was a difference in the sizes and shapes of their cocks, but that didn't really matter to Lynn as long as she had both of them.
Fred had toyed with the idea of beginning by fucking her in the ass, but all of Charlie's talk about how sweet it was inside her cunt had made him decide to try it for awhile before he ripped her asshole open. As he slid inside her, he found that Charlie hadn't been exaggerating. The further in he got, the better it felt, with her tight juicy hole gently squeezing and sucking on his dick, making each stroke feel better than the last.
"How's the white pussy, man? You dig it?" Charlie knew what it would be like inside Lynn's hungry mouth, but he wasn't complaining.
"Oh, man, this is so fine! I know what you were talking about." He had his eyes closed and was letting his hands run over her smooth white back as he fucked her. His hands reached under to her breasts and he leaned forward so that he could feel them better. The soft tissues was hot in his hands and her nipples were hard. He licked his lips, wishing he could suck the flesh into his mouth and still keep his dick buried below in her cunt.
"I could come real fast like this," Charlie said, mostly to himself. His body was working in slow motion, but his heart kept reminding him how excited he was as he pumped blood into his cock. His stiff dick ached from being hard for so long, but he wasn't going to stop yet. Not while Lynn's hot mouth was still open.
Fred let go of Lynn's tits and grabbed her hips again for support. He looked down at the soft white cheeks of her ass and then at his long cock as it slipped inside her and then, worked its way back out, and he remembered the ass that he wanted to fuck. He , raised one hand to his mouth and spit on it, and then rubbed the spit onto Lynn's asshole. She squirmed towards the hand, only halfway aware of what he was doing until his fingertip slipped inside her. There was a little pain as the virgin muscles of her ass were stretched, but that went away quickly as his finger eased its way further inside her.
"You like that, don't you white girl?" asked Charlie as he watched his partner fingering her ass. "Are you going to like his cock in there, too?" Lynn didn't hear what Charlie said, or she might not of wiggled against the penetrating finger, begging for another one.
Fred felt the hot slipperiness of her ass as it covered his finger. He fed her another one, having little trouble stretching her wide enough to get it inside. He forced both fingers in as far as he could, and still met no resistance and decided that it was about time to get on with his idea.
He took his cock out of her cunt, and made sure that the wetness from her body was spread all over the wide black head of his dick. Quickly he put the head next to his fingers, removed his fingers, and forced the first part of his cock into her.
"Oh!" was the sound that Lynn tried to make, gagging on Charlie's cock when she spoke. She felt the wedge of Fred's dick splitting her ass wide open, and tried to pull away from it. She hadn't realized what he was leading up to when he put his fingers in her, and now that she felt him, she didn't want any more of his cock. She let Charlie's cock out of her mouth and jerked forward.
"You can't!" she gasped. "It won't fit! You'll kill me with that thing in my ass!" Fred grabbed her ass before she could get up from the floor, and Charlie grabbed her head, holding it in place.
"Shut up!" Charlie told her, and he slapped her once across her face for emphasis.
"Hold still, goddam you!" Fred yelled at her, snatching his cock in his hand and positioning it again. Without waiting for her to object or try to get away again, he crammed as much of it into her as he could in one stroke, and then grabbed her hands and held them when she tried to reach behind and scratch him. He slapped her ass once to make her relax, and then jammed another couple of inches inside.
The pain was greater than anything Lynn had ever felt. She should have known that it was too intense to last, and as soon as Fred slapped her, it began to subside. The muscles that ringed her asshole relaxed and the sharp pain she had felt when he penetrated her, was replaced with a dull throb that repeated each time her heart beat. When he pushed in again, forcing almost all of the rest of his dick inside her, she could feel him pushing her insides out of the way, but it didn't hurt her. And when he pulled himself part way out of her, she moved back to keep him from getting all the way out.
"Good, white girl! Real good," he sighed as she accepted his cock. It was hotter than her cunt had been, but not as juicy. He didn't know if he preferred one to the other, but that didn't matter now as he buried himself in the heat of her ass.
Charlie's cock had gotten a little soft during all of the excitement, but he held it up to her mouth again now, and she sucked it eagerly back into her throat. She could still taste the wet from her cunt on it, mixed with the spit from her mouth and the drops that oozed from its tip.
"Suck it up!" he told her as he relaxed into his old rhythm.
There was too much activity and it was too exciting for it to go on for long. The only reason that Lynn lasted as long as she did was because the cock wasn't in her pussy any more. But Fred took care of that, putting his fingers around her and between her legs, fucking her with his hand while his dick worked in and out of her ass. Her mouth was stuffed again with Charlie's fat black dick, and he had begun to reach for her breasts, squeezing them gently and pinching the nipples.
"Hang on, baby! Hang on to your ass cause I'm about to fuck it right off!"
"Go, man," Fred told him. I'm going to come, too. We're going to come at the same time, baby, and we're going to take you with us." He slapped Lynn lightly across the ass to make sure she heard him, and then grabbed her hips with his free hand while his other hand fucked her pussy.
They both heard her moan, and they knew what that meant. She was starting to come, and she was determined that they would both come with her. She tightened the cheeks of her ass, squeezing Fred's cock, and tightened her lips around Charlie's dick, hearing their groans as they began to come too.
"Shit, baby. I'm coming all over the place. Goddam, do I dig your ass. Suck it up, white girl, just suck it up!" Charlie didn't say anything. Instead, he gripped Lynn's tits and held on while his body rocked with the climax she had provoked.
Lynn tried to hold on, but the only thing that would support her was the floor. Her orgasm began as it always did, but it built to a greater and greater intensity with each stroke in her ass. Something about the cock that was pummeling her guts made her head spin. The cave began to grow darker, and she could no longer hear the voices of the two men who were holding her captive. She tried to tell them she was fainting, but her mouth was full of squirting cock.
When she woke up, she didn't know how long she had been on the floor of the cave. She was still naked, but they had thrown a rough blanket over her before they left. She sat up carefully, afraid that one of them might-be there, ready to rape her again as soon as she was conscious, but she was alone. She thought she could hear there voices, but she wasn't sure. Then she remembered what Fred had said about the two of them going fishing. They had left her alone, thinking the only way should would be able to get out of the cave was to go through the Mill and they were right outside.
She got up to her feet, and stood still for a moment, feeling as though she might pass out again. Slowly, she felt her balance return, and then she began searching for a way to get out. She left the main room of the cave, deciding not to take one of the lanterns, along with her for fear that they would be able to follow the light if they came back soon enough. Each time she had a choice between two paths, she took the one to the right, hoping that it would be as simple to get out of the caves as Richard had promised her it would be.
"Right!" she told herself at each fork. It was only a matter of minutes before she had gotten completely lost, and had no sense of where the main room of the tunnels was. She wouldn't have been able to get back to the men who had kidnapped her if she wanted to, so there was no choice for her except to push on, going right at each fork, trying to move both quickly and quietly.
Lynn had no idea how long she walked, or how long it was supposed to take her to reach the other opening into the caves. Her ass hurt, her cunt hurt, her jaws hurt, and her feet were being cut by small sharp rocks each time she stepped. She felt tears filling her eyes as she realized that it might take her hours to get out of the cave, and that the criminals might know the secret of the cave, too. They might follow her as soon as they discovered she had escaped; She couldn't sit down and rest. She had to fight her way on through the darkness, feeling carefully with her feet and hands before she took a step, running into walls and being scratched by sharp rocks.
She was sure that she wouldn't be able to take ten more steps when she saw the light that signalled the opening Richard had told her about. Each step took her closer to it and the dim light that filtered into the cave. That was safety if she could just reach it. All she had to do was get out of the cave and she would be safe. Just four more steps. And then just three. She could smell the fresh air as it blew gently into the cave and it helped her take the next step and the sunlight pulled her along for the next.
As Lynn stepped into the light, she felt her head swimming again. She knew she was about to faint, and she tried to look around for a good place to be when it happened. She managed to get herself near a large bush, next to a boulder before the blackness overtook her. She was crying as she lost consciousness.
CHAPTER EIGHT
If Lynn had taken another few steps after she climbed out of the tunnel, she would have recognized the spot she had reached. She was only five steps away from the rock she had rested on when she waited for Neil, and only a couple of feet from the place where they, had fucked. But coming up from underground, she hadn't recognized the area, and she collapsed before she got far enough to realize how close to the Retreat she was.
She had been right about the people back at the Retreat. They started looking for her as soon as she didn't show up for lunch. As Neil explained to those guests who volunteered to help in the search, there wasn't really very much that could happen to anyone except that they might get lost. The report of escaped convicts in the area hadn't reached them when they left the main cabin and headed for the last place she had been seen, the Mill.
Richard led the way to the Mill. He felt particularly bad about leaving Lynn up there. Although her return path was clearly marked, he told himself that he should have known better than to leave a city girl alone in the woods and expect her to be able to find her way back.
They had gotten over half way to the Mill when the Sheriff caught up with them and told them that two men had escaped from the State Penitentiary. They were arrested for armed robbery and they had knifed one guard when they escaped. The state police thought they might have headed in the direction of the Retreat, and had asked the local sheriff to warn the area residents.
The Sheriff took along a couple of his men, thinking that the old Mill would be a good hideout, and that he should check it out while he was in the area. He joined Richard, Neil and the guests who were with them and walked up to the Mill.
They didn't have to fire so much as a single shot. Both of the convicts were out of the cave when they came up on it. They were searching for Lynn, and had ignored the possibility of someone coming to look for them in so remote a place. Before the Sheriff even had handcuffs on them, Richard was trying to get to them, yelling at them to tell him what had happened to Lynn. They claimed they hadn't seen her, knew nothing about her, and that they wanted to talk to a lawyer.
The Sheriff left one of his deputies behind to organize a search for Lynn while he drove the men back to the prison, but Richard didn't take an assignment from him. Instead, he went into the cave where the men had been hiding, and started following the tunnels, always bearing right, calling out "Lynn!" and hearing his own voice echo in answer.
Lynn had fainted from excitement, not because there was anything physically wrong with her, and it didn't take too long for her to start regaining consciousness. As she started to realize where she was, she heard a voice that seemed to be coming from out of the earth calling her name over and over. She was still in enough of a dream world to think that it was the Angel of Death coming to collect her soul, or the Devil beckoning her into hell. She wavered between consciousness and a strange world of blackness until Richard climbed out of the ground and saw her, naked on the ground. Then she fainted again.
When she woke up the next time, she had the sensation that would accompany someone's pouring ice water onto her cunt. Slowly, she opened her eyes and, without moving at all, tried to see who was doing what to her.
Richard was between her legs. He had removed his short and dipped it in the cold water of the stream, and was now washing her, concentrating on the area that had the greatest interest for him. He had looked her over carefully and aside from a few cuts and scrapes, it didn't look like there was anything wrong with her. But he was too excited by the naked, unconscious form on the ground to leave her while he summoned help, or to just sit with her until she woke up. At the same time, he was afraid to do anything too bold, for fear that she would revive in time to realize what he was doing.
So, while Lynn slept, he gently rubbed his wet shirt between her legs, cleaning her off, and touching a cunt for the first time in his life. Lynn didn't want to startle him. As soon as she became aware that her cunt was being rubbed, she slowly shifted her head so that she could see who it was, and when she realized that it was Richard, she decided instantly to play along with him. But as the cloth got warmer, and was replaced by his searching fingers, she found it harder and harder to hold still, and not respond to the gentle prodding. She heard him unzip his pants, and she knew he was going to start beating off, and that would spoil her plans for him, so she began to move her hips.
Richard pulled his hand away quickly, afraid that she was waking up, but when he saw that she was merely responding to his fingers, he put them back and continued the rubbing. What he wanted to do was to taste the sweetness he knew he would find between her legs. His mouth watered with excitement and he lowered his head, getting closer and closer to her hole.
She's so beautiful, he thought as he caressed her pussy. I'd give anything to fuck her, but I can't do that now. She might wake up and that would probably piss her off. God only knows what she's been through.
But the way she's moving when I touch her. I wonder if she's dreaming about something like getting fucked. Maybe she thinks my hand is a cock, trying to get inside her. Shit! I wish it was. Would she mind if I ate her? Her cunt looks so creamy and sweet, and I know it would taste as good as it looks.
Lynn moved her hips again, and that was what made his decide to taste her cunt. He lowered his head so that he was within an inch of her, and felt the heat that came from her body. He stuck his tongue out toward the darker skin of her cunt and closed his eyes when he made contact with the skin. Lynn squirmed a little but that didn't make him move away. His first taste of cunt wasn't going to be his last. She was laying on her stomach still because he had been afraid to turn her over, but her legs were spread far enough apart for him to get in them easily.
At first, it was enough to drag his tongue lightly over the lips of her cunt and feel the involuntary shudders that came from her body. But as the first tiny drop of liquid appeared from her cunt, he knew that he was going to have to get his mouth glued onto her cunt and his tongue inside her.
He pushed forward gently, still not wanting to disturb her and stiffened his tongue. He felt it ease inside her and the tart liquid from her cunt cover it before he drew it out. He savored the taste in his mouth and then pushed his tongue inside her again, as he moved so that he could push his own stiff cock into the ground.
Richard forgot about not waking her up. His hands began to roam over her ass and along her cunt, flooding his mind with sensation.
She's more beautiful than I thought she was. This is what a woman should be like, with this smooth skin and sweet cunt. Her pussy seems to suck my tongue inside and hold it there while it searches for something to eat. I want to put my cock in there so bad and have the same wet walls all over it when it slips in and out. She'd make me come in about two seconds flat.
Lynn had forgotten to pretend that she was asleep. The movements of her hips that had been barely noticeable at first were more pronounced now, and every once in a while she would let a small moan escape from her throat. She too was thinking about fucking.
I won't be able to keep this up much longer. I don't know how much experience this kid has, but he is going to be one hell of a cunt licker before long. He already has me creaming. I wonder if his cock and his tongue are related? Maybe he has a super long tongue and that's what makes it feel so good. That's the way, Richard, baby. Get that tongue in there and make me come.
Richard realized that she wasn't asleep any more, and that she was enjoying what he was doing to her. She turned over onto her back so that he could get at her cunt more easily, but she kept her eyes closed. He paused in his eating only until she was in position, and then he got his tongue back inside her quickly, and started devouring her pussy again.
"Eat me all up," she whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear. He spread her cunt with his fingers and pushed into her even deeper. Once his tongue was all the way in, he let his hands roam over her stomach and then up to her breasts. He brushed them easily at first and then, as his passion increased, he took hold of them and kneaded them between his fingers, feeling the hard nipples.
Lynn heard his groans and felt the vibrations from his lips as he dug into her, lapping up her wetness and penetrating as deeply as he could with his tongue. She could feel his hands as they squeezed her breasts with their rough calluses teasing her nipples. Her legs were raised and resting on his broad, tanned shoulders and she talked to him while he ate.
"It feels so good. I've wanted you since the first time I saw you, and now that you're here, it feels even better than I thought it would. I can feel your tongue all the way inside me just like your cock is going to be, and I could come just thinking about it.
"Let me suck you, Richard. Let me get that big cock of yours in my mouth and make you feel like I do. Then you can fuck me with it." Richard heard what she said, but kept his mouth on her cunt anyway. He wasn't sure if she really meant it, or if she was just trying to encourage him, and he was too nervous to move on his own.
Finally Lynn pushed him out from between her legs and made him lie back on the grassy spot next to the boulder. It was the same place she had balled with his father, but it still didn't look familiar to her.
When she had gotten him onto his back, she kneeled in front of him, between his legs. His pants were unzipped, she had heard that before, but his cock was still inside. She could see it through the material of his jeans; it was standing up, full of blood, with only his pants keeping it from springing out.
Richard wasn't sure what to expect from this strange, beautiful naked woman, so he kept his eyes on her as she looked at him. He saw again her large, white breasts with the erect nipples, and the flat stomach with the small triangle of hair that signalled her delicious cunt. She was kneeling with her legs together, so he couldn't see any more of her cunt than that, but he could see her long legs, tanned slightly from a little exposure to the sun. He looked back at her eyes and saw her staring at his hard dick, and he wasn't at all sure but what he should be embarrassed. For all he knew, his cock wasn't big enough for her, or maybe it was too big.
Lynn bent down and kissed his cock through his pants, and then blew a jet of hot air through the open fly and felt him tense in expectation. She began biting at his jeans, sometimes getting his flesh into her mouth along with the material, soaking his crotch with her saliva, searching for his cock. The first time she found it, he jumped, but after that he managed to stay relatively relaxed as she bit and licked his pants and cock.
"Do you want me to take it out?" he asked her, thinking she might not be able to do it herself.
"That's all right. I can take care of that part." As if to prove her ability, she reached for the button that held the waist and flipped it open. She pulled down the material down towards herself and he raised his hips to help her. At first he thought she would settle for having his pants just part way down, but she changed her mind and pulled them down to his shoes. She pulled his shoes off without untying them and then jerked his pants off over his feet.
"That's better," she said, her eyes focused on his dick. "Jesus!" she sighed, and she put one hand forward. It was trembling slightly by the time it reached the incredible cock and Richard could feel the cold, nervous fingers surrounding him. She slid her hand up and down it slowly, running her fingers over the end of it and smearing the drops of liquid that oozed out. She didn't want to suck it yet, it was like a special treat that she would save as long as possible before she ate it.
Richard had held his breath as she gripped him with her small hand, but as she began to smear the pre-come from his cock all over her fingers, he let the air escape and closed his eyes. He was being carried away to a fantasy world where beautiful naked ladies were to be found unconscious in the woods.
Her hands were warmer as he relaxed, and she let them wander over his legs and then back to his cock and balls. They felt so much smoother than his rough hands ever had, and their effect was magical, drawing new power to his cock and making it swell even more. He could feel the blood pumping into it, but it seemed to stay there and not leave until his cock was so hard it felt like it might burst.
"Do you like this, Richard?" Her voice was that of an angel. It was low, but still musical and it floated in the air long after she finished speaking.
"Mmmm." It could have meant 'What?' or 'Yes,' or any of a hundred different things, but they both understood. He was afraid that if he spoke now it would break the spell and he would open his eyes to find himself alone in the woods, holding his own huge cock in his rough, big hand.
Lynn couldn't wait any longer to find out what he tasted like. She leaned forward towards the cock she held in her hand and closed her eyes as she opened her mouth. She tasted the salty, slippery liquid first,, keeping it on the tip of her tongue and then hunting for more of it. She gripped his cock with fingers that could barely reach all the way around it and pointed it towards her mouth.
She licked the head like a sucker made of honey. It was too sweet for her to have more than a taste of it at a time, and even then she had to draw away from it between licks. Richard began to tremble. She was teasing him too much with her hot tongue, and she knew she had to get to work on him now, or not get to suck him at all before he sent shot after shot of hot come into the air. She opened her mouth wide and went down on him, taking over half of the cock into her before it pushed against the back of her, throat. She closed her mouth around it and sucked, wetting the whole thing and making it slippery so that when she pulled away, her lips slid over the shiny skin.
"Oh my God," he moaned as he felt her leaving him. He shuddered and then got control over himself. He raised his ass from the ground and offered her his cock again, hoping she would take it quickly into her wonderful hot mouth.
Lynn smiled as she saw him lift up, knowing how good it must feel to him. She didn't make him wait any longer than it took for her to swallow, and then she opened her mouth and surrounded his cock again. She worked with slow, steady strokes, up and down the length of it, always stopping when it pushed against the muscles of her throat. She wanted to save that little surprise for later.
Her fingers scratched against his balls and felt-the mat of hair that grew over his cock while her lips and tongue serviced him. He was fucking her mouth now, raising his hips each time she came down on him and then pulling away as she lifted off. Lynn wondered how long he would be able to keep this up, and then felt his hands as they tried to lift her head away from his cock.
"I'm going to come! You'll get it in your mouth!" he told her. He was obviously, straining to hold the orgasm back, but one more lick from her tongue would force the steaming liquid out of him.
"Good!" was all she said in reply. She knew it was time for him to get all the way inside her. She would have preferred to have him in her cunt, but there would be time enough for that.
Lynn took his cock in her hand and opened her mouth, swallowing him quickly to the point where he shoved against her throat. Then she relaxed those muscles and pushed her head down, taking the rest of his cock into her throat.
"Oh, no! Oh, Jesus Christ! I can't take it any more. Please don't do that! Lynn! I'm going to come. PLEASE! I'M GOING TO COME!!" She felt him trembling, straining to get away from her and stay in her at the same time, but she kept a firm grip on the base of his cock with her lips. He bucked up against her, forcing the last quarter of an inch of his cock down her throat, and then he relaxed. If she hadn't known what was happening, Lynn would have thought he had decided not to come, but she knew better. It was the momentary calm before the flood of come spurted into her mouth, and she took advantage of it by pulling off of him long enough to suck in air. Then she dove back down on him, stretching her throat, ready for what he was going to do to her next.
Richard lost all control of his body and his voice. He was moaning loudly when the first spurt of come flew out of his cock, into her mouth and throat. By the time the second spurt appeared, he was on the verge of fainting from the strain. And after that, neither of them counted, although Lynn knew she had never had so much come poured into her at one time.
Even after he stopped sending liquid into her mouth, his cock still twitched, trying to find more come, trying to make the orgasm last longer than it could.
She sucked his cock until he was soft, and even that was a mouthful for her. Then she let his cock escape.
"OK?" she asked him with a smile.
."OK!" he told her, smiling back sheepishly. He was a little annoyed with himself for the way he had acted when he came, and Lynn understood.
"That's all right," she told him. "I'm flattered that I turn you on that much."
"Jesus! You turn me on more than that! You'd make anybody shoot all over the place just by looking at them!" Lynn laughed, pleased with herself and the way things had turned out. She was ready to suggest another round when she heard a voice that sounded like it was only a few feet away calling her name.
CHAPTER NINE
"Lynn! Lynn Johnson!"
"You go ahead and put on your clothes, and I'll go out and meet whoever it is. Come on out when you're dressed." Lynn kissed Richard lightly on the mouth and winked at him as she went out to meet whoever it was that was calling her. She took a couple of steps, thought of something, and then turned back to Richard.
"Give me your shirt," she said.
"Oh!" Richard seemed to realize for the first time that Lynn was still naked. "Here." She put the shirt on and walked towards the voice.
"Neil!" she said, buttoning the top button of the work shirt that Richard had given her.
"Lynn! Are you all right? We found your clothes in the woods, and we've been searching all over for you. The Sheriff did everything but torture those two cons to find out what had happened to you. I guess...." Neil had been so busy talking to Lynn, he hadn't realized that she was wearing only a shirt. "Where did you get it? The cons?"
"I gave it to her," answered Richard, appearing from behind the bushes.
"Richard! You found her. Good work, son." Neil seemed genuinely pleased that his son had been the one to find Lynn, and if he wondered what had happened when Richard found her, he didn't show it. "Are you OK, Lynn?" he asked again.
"Thanks to your son. I'll tell you about it later, but you should be very proud of him," she said, winking at Richard. "He's quite a young man."
By the time they got back to the Retreat, it was starting to get dark, and dinner was on the table. All of the guests, especially those who had taken part in the search, wanted to know what had happened to her, and so Lynn told a slightly edited story as soon as the meal was over.
"Do you think you should see a doctor," Marge asked.
"No, I'm really all right. I just have a few cuts from wandering around in the cave." Lynn tried to play the incident down as much as she could, not wanting to alarm any of the other guests. After all, she reasoned, Neil and Richard had done as much as they could for her, and it was thanks to them that she knew how to get away from the men. Throughout the conversation she noticed that the couple she had watched in the woods, Brian and Toni, seemed to be paying special attention to her. They had only met before dinner, and yet Toni insisted that Lynn come back to their cabin so she could give her some Vitamin E that she had there.
"It's really marvelous stuff," she said, her eyes almost glowing as she spoke to Lynn. "It will make those scratches disappear without a hint of a scar."
"Well, if it won't be too much trouble. It sounds like it would be worth a try." Lynn wondered if Toni had something else in mind, and if that something would include Brian. She hoped so, because the prospect of joining that couple appealed to her greatly after having seen them in action. "I'd like to back to my cabin and take a shower first," she told them as she left the dinner table. "I'll be over in a few minutes " Lynn had stopped on the way to dinner only long enough to slip on a pair of shorts and comb her hair, not wanting to delay the meal.
It took her about fifteen minutes to shower and put on clean clothes. She walked quickly to Brian and Toni's cabin, remembering what they had looked like in the woods.
"Well! You don't look like you've been through an ordeal at all," Brian told her answering the door. Lynn was wearing a light blue blouse that tied just under her ribs instead of buttoning, and a pair of white shorts. She had gotten her sandals from Neil to complete the outfit.
"Thank you, I guess," said Lynn.
"Oh, I meant it as a compliment," Brian assured her. "Toni's in the shower. She'll be out in just a minute. Could I fix you a drink? How about a scotch and soda?"
"That would be terrific," Lynn said, sitting on die edge of the large bed. As Brian handed her the scotch, Toni came out of the bathroom, wearing a large towel around her and nothing else.
"Oh good, you're here. Let me get the stuff," she said, going back into the bathroom and reappearing instantly. "I'll put it on you in a minute." Lynn watched the couple as they adjusted themselves in the room, with Toni sitting in the only chair in the cabin, and Brian sitting with her on the bed. Toni was as cute as she was sexy, with the same sandy blonde hair that Brian had and the same deep tan. They looked like brother and sister, with their light blue eyes and even white teeth. They even had identical dimples that showed when they smiled.
Brian was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans and a knit white T-shirt that showed off his tan and his body. Lynn couldn't help glancing at his crotch as she spoke to him, trying to see the outline of his cock. She could remember easily enough what it had looked like in the woods, and her cunt itched to have it in her.
"It really must have been an incredible day for you," Toni said as she settled into her chair. Lynn nodded in agreement, not knowing what else to do. They had heard the whole story, or at least as much as Lynn had told. She had left out the part about watching them in the woods, adjusting certain details of the story so that it would make sense.
They talked for awhile about their jobs, and she found out that Brian was a salesman for an insurance company that Toni worked as a secretary in the same office. They weren't married yet, but planned to be eventually. As Lynn finished her drink, Toni got up from her chair and crossed to the bed.
"Why don't you let me put this on you. Do you want Brian to leave?"
"Why should he," answered Lynn. She wasn't about to miss out on a chance with him, although she was eager to get Toni in bed, too. She wanted both of them. "I don't suppose he'd see anything that he hasn't seen plenty of times before."
"Guess you're right," said Toni. "Why don't you take off your clothes in the bathroom. You can put on a towel."
"I'm really not that modest," Lynn told her, removing her top and shorts in a matter of seconds.
"You shouldn't be," Brian and Toni said at the same time, as they saw her beautiful white body. All three of them laughed as Lynn jumped back on the bed.
"You could probably use a massage too, and there isn't anyone better at it than Brian." Toni took the top off of the bottle of Vitamin E and dipped her fingers in it. "He can work you over after I get this stuff on." Lynn closed her eyes as the cold slippery liquid touched her skin. She was sore, and the massage was just what she needed. Toni's small smooth hands rubbed the liquid into her slowly, soothing both the scrapes and cuts, and her muscles. She hadn't noticed how stiff she was until she had relaxed for the massage, but now it seemed like every muscle in her body had been overworked that day.
" Toni made sure that she took care of every cut before she surrendered her position to Brian. Lynn almost wished she had scraped her cunt, or at least a little higher on her leg, so that they would have a better excuse for touching her up there. But she hadn't counted on Brian's techniques of massage.
"This may hint a little," he told her. "But try and keep yourself relaxed. I promise that by the time I'm finished you'll feel wonderful. Right, Toni?"
"You know it, hon."
His fingers grabbed Lynn's calf and began to knead it slowly, with powerful contractions. She tensed then relaxed. He was hurting her, but she could feel the good it was doing for her muscles already.
"OK?" he asked. "I don't want to hurt you too much. Some people are more sensitive than others."
"I'm sensitive, but it feels good," Lynn answered. He continued with her calves until he was satisfied that he had worked them out, and then he moved on to her thighs. It became harder for Lynn to stay relaxed, not because he was hurting her, but because his fingers were getting closer to her cunt. She didn't want to start squirming all over the bed yet. She wasn't sure enough of the couple's motives. Yet.
"I'll get some cr�me!" Toni announced, jumping up from the bed. Lynn thought that Brian might make a move while Toni was out of the room, but he didn't. He continued the same methodical progress, moving higher on her legs with each passing minute.
"This should feel really good," Toni told her, returning with a bottle of creamy white liquid. She squirted some on Brian's hands, and then put some on her own and together they began to rub it into Lynn's smooth skin.
Lynn was ready to scream. Instead of twenty fingers, it felt more like a hundred, digging into her skin, gently prodding it, teasing her without giving her any satisfaction. Lying on the bed, her eyes closed, hearing no sounds except the ones that Toni's and Brian's hands made on her legs, she was completely alive to the feelings that made her legs tingle.
Lynn felt Toni's small, smooth hands forcing her legs apart, and she yielded quickly, hoping that they were finally going to do something. At first the hands continued to massage, including the insides of her legs that they had been unable to reach before Lynn spread her legs. Then Lynn felt Toni's hands work toward her cunt. There was a small squirt of the creamy liquid that landed on the lips of Lynn's pussy, and Toni's hands followed quickly. They rubbed the stuff in slowly, always staying out of Lynn's cunt and tantalizing the edges of it.
Nothing Lynn could do would prevent her from responding to the tiny fingers that tickled her pussy. She opened her legs further and felt her breathing deepen, heard a small moan come from her own throat that changed from a moan into a word.
"Please," she whispered, raising her hips to make sure they understood her. Immediately Toni's fingers slipped inside her, bumping her clit and rubbing against the inflamed walls, answering her cry.
"Would you like for us to show you what we know about sex?" Toni asked her with the voice of a child. She sounded as if she were proposing a game of 'Doctor.' Lynn kept her eyes closed as she nodded yes. "Would you like for Brian to be in charge?" Instantly Lynn's mind was filled with the images left over from spying on the couple. She saw Brian's muscular naked frame as he pounded into Toni's ass, leaving her ass red with the slaps of his hand. She focused on his swollen dick as it aimed at her mouth, and felt the pain of it invading her tender asshole.
"Yes!" she answered in a raspy voice, her eyes still closed.
Brian got up from the bed and it sounded like he went into the bathroom, stopping long enough to flip off the overhead light. Toni acted as though this was the moment she had been waiting for, almost diving for Lynn's cunt, thrusting her tongue inside it, and licking furiously.
"Oh, God!" Lynn whispered hoarsely, arching her back and bringing her knees up to her chest. Toni's hot tongue drove into her repeatedly, spreading flat and then pointing as it hunted for the juice in Lynn's cunt, and when she found it she sucked it eagerly into her mouth. "Kiss it, Toni. Kiss my hole! You're making me all wet!" Lynn's body flooded her cunt with sticky juice for Toni to eat as she filled Lynn with her own liquid.
The bathroom door opened and closed, and Lynn assumed that Brian had come back to the room. She felt Toni stop licking suddenly, and she opened her eyes to see what was wrong.
Brian was back, but that wasn't what had made Toni stop. He was stripped except for a pair of black construction boots, and he held a long black whip that dangled almost to the ground.
"Wow!" exclaimed Lynn. Her legs returned to position as she stared at Brian in the little light that escaped from the bathroom. She didn't even notice when Toni got up from the bed and slipped over to a comer of the room.
The scotch must have had some effect on her. She almost felt as if she had been drugged. Her mind was swimming, and she felt herself turning over and offering her ass up in the air, hoping that he would use the whip on her.
"Would you like me to show you what the whip feels like? Would you like to feel it on your naked ass?" Brian's voice seemed deeper to her now. In spite of the fact that he was asking questions, Lynn knew that he was actually making demands. As proof of her theory, he lashed out with the whip before she had answered him.
POP! It bit into Lynn's ass, making her jump, and instantly producing a small welt. Lynn cried out, but managed to muffle the sound in the pillow. She had expected pain, but it never came. Instead she felt the warmth begin immediately, spreading from the place where he had hit her, until it covered her ass. She was wiggling her butt in the air, tempting him to strike again.
POP! The leather kissed her ass lightly, stinging her again.
"Yes!" she answered, almost lifting herself off the bed to get her ass up in the air again. Her head was cloudy and the room was spinning slowly, but she wanted to have the whip across her again.
CRACK! He let more of the leather touch her this time, leaving a narrow red stripe across her ass as he drew the whip away. Lynn's fingers crept towards her cunt. She had to try and relieve the need that was growing there.
"Don't touch your cunt," Brian growled at her, using the whip for emphasis.
"But why ..She felt the whip come down on her again, and didn't ask any more questions. Brian evidently had his reasons, and he intended to enforce what he said.
"You do what I tell you and don't ask questions. Do you understand?"
"Yes!" she answered quickly, afraid that the whip could really hurt if he wanted it to.
"Good," he told her with a growl, and he crossed to the bed. He dragged the leather across her ass, letting her feel its coolness next to her hot skin, and sometimes rubbing the rough leather handle into her flesh. Then he dropped the whip to the bed and began kissing her ass. She kept her ass high in the air, with her knees on the bed, and felt his cooling tongue touch her. He licked along the cheeks of her round butt, soothing the whip marks and getting closer to the crack that ran between the halves. Lynn pushed back, eager for him to use his tongue in her ass. He spread her ass with his hands and paused for a moment to look at the wrinkled tiny hole, and then he leaned forward, his tongue extended, until he made contact with her skin and then pushed gently inside.
"Oh, your tongue...." she sighed as he pushed into her asshole. She felt the squishy warmth next to her hot tissues and begged him for more. "Give me all your tongue. Fill up my ass with its heat!" He forced his tongue in further, pulling her ass apart with his hands so he could get in all the way, then suddenly pulled it out.
Lynn whimpered and moved her ass in small circles trying to find his tongue again, but felt him licking in between her legs instead. He had turned so that he was laying on his back, with his head up in her cunt.
He stopped licking long enough to tell her to lower herself on his face and then lay down on the bed to wait for her. Lynn brought her cunt down until she felt his mouth, and then held it there while he sucked and licked her.
If Brian had been an expert with the whip, he was certainly a master with his mouth. He brought Lynn to the edge of a climax within minutes after he had first put-his lips to her cunt, and he had to pull her off of him to keep her from coming.
"Wait," she told him. "I want to suck you, too." She turned around on the bed so that her cunt was still over his face, but her mouth was now poised above his cock. This time when she lowered herself to within the reach of his head, she was getting his cock into her mouth at the same time.
"Mmmm....ohhh...." She heard the sounds he was making as his tongue slurped the wet from her cunt and his body reacted to her hot mouth. She took his whole cock the first time she went down on him, letting it slip into her throat and then squeezing it with the muscles it had passed. The contractions of her throat increased his frenzied munching on her cunt until he had once again brought her to a point when she could come, and again she had to pull her pussy away from him so that he couldn't lick her into a climax before she was ready. But she didn't release his cock from her mouth. Her tongue ran over the head and then up and down the length of it, almost chewing it with her teeth, and then lower until she was sucking his hairy balls into her mouth.
"Hold them in your mouth. Suck up my balls and just hold both of them in your mouth," he begged her. There was no longer any hint of the masterful tone he had used before.
She did what he had asked, holding the soft balls in her mouth, and gently running her tongue over them. But she wanted to do for him what he had done for her; so, releasing his balls, she pushed his legs apart and dug in between them for his asshole.
She found it quickly and began the same probing motions with her tongue that he had used on her. She tasted the heat of his ass and stuck her velvety tongue into it, but she couldn't get enough that way.
"Turn over," she told him in a low voice that seemed to echo in the room. He got into the position she had been in, with his ass in the air and felt her tongue push into him immediately.
"Oh, my baby! It's good, baby, it's so good!" His words made her push in further, grabbing at the muscular cheeks of his ass and pulling them apart. She licked a long path that ran from the back of his balls to his asshole, and each time she reached the end, she stuck her tongue into his ass and made him quiver.
"Jesus, yes! You're making me shake all over, baby. Lick my balls some more." Lynn continued licking in the same way, wetting him from his balls to his ass. "I have to eat you!" he cried and spun around on the bed so that he was over her cunt again. Lynn could only reach his cock now, and so she settled for sucking on the long, thick pole while he invaded her cunt again.
Again his tongue was magical, making her want to come almost as soon as he touched her with it, but this time, when she tried to get away from him, he started kissing her legs, and then her stomach. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and moved back on the bed so that his mouth was over her breasts, and then he devoured them.
"My tits!" Lynn gasped as she felt her flesh being sucked into his mouth for the first time. He concentrated on the nipples of each breast. It felt like he was eating them when his teeth scraped across the sensitive-skin, but she didn't pull away from him. Instead, she bent her back so that they were pushed forward and he could suck more of the wet flesh into his mouth.
"Brian," Lynn whispered. "Brian, I need for you to fuck me!" Her voice was urgent, and he let her breasts go. Again he turned on the bed, this time ending with his cock over her cunt and his mouth over hers. He bent over her and pushed his tongue hungrily into her mouth and throat. She kissed him back with all the strength that she could find and left her mouth open wide for him. She felt his hand search between her legs until he found what he was looking for and stuck a finger inside it.
The feeling of having her cunt around his finger drove him crazy with passion and he started fucking her with it quickly, drawing his finger out only long enough to add another to it so that he was slipping two of them inside her. She heard him groan and then he lifted his mouth away from hers.
"Do you want to have my cock in you now?" he asked her, looking deep into her blue-green eyes as he spoke.
"Yes! I need to feel you in me. I'm so hot now I ,can't stand it. Now's the time!" She dug her nails into his back and tried to pull him down on her, into her, but he didn't budge. Instead, he took his fingers out and brought them to his face.
"It smells sweet," he said, smelling the fingers that were wet with her cunt juice. "And it tastes sweet, too," he added as he licked his fingers. With his hand Still in his mouth, he brought his lips to hers. She felt him push his fingers into her mouth, and she sucked the liquid from his mouth and her cunt into her own mouth and then thanked him with her tongue.
"Now's the time," he told her gently. He pushed down and forward, and Lynn felt his cockhead search for and find its hole. He paused when he was in position and looked into her eyes again as if awaiting a signal from her.
"Now!" her eyes told him, and he obeyed quickly, driving the length of his long, thick cock into her with one thrust.
"It's...." Lynn didn't try to finish her thought. In stead, she raised her legs and wrapped them around his back, holding him all the way in her.
His strokes were slow and steady now, and each time he went in, he countered his move with a long, cunt tickling pull out. Lynn's breathing was heavy and the sweat on her forehead began to roll down the side of her face. He had teased her almost to the point of coming with his tongue, but that wasn't anything compared to what his cock was able to do for her.
"Is it good, baby?" he asked her.
"It's the best thing there is. I can feel every inch of your cock when it slides into me. I want to hold it there."
"Do you want me to fuck you fast?"
"Not yet. Keep, feeding me your cock a little at a time and then taking it away from me. If you start fucking fast, I'll come."
"Would you like to taste my cock? Taste all the juice that's on it now?" Lynn hesitated before answering him. He felt so good inside her that she hated to give that up. But as she thought of his long, wet cock, and thought about how it would feel to have it sliding into her throat again, she couldn't resist. Besides, she could have his cock again in a minute.
"Let me eat it," she whispered, unwrapping her legs. He straddled her neck and took his cock in his hands so that he could point it at her mouth. As soon as he felt her swallow the first part of it, he let go of his cock and braced himself against the wall.
He used the same motions to fuck her lips that he had used to fuck her cunt, the same practiced strokes in and out, raising his ass high into the air and then grinding into her as far as he could, resting his balls against her chin and brushing her nose with the hair over his cock.
Lynn opened her eyes and looked up towards him, seeing a distorted view of his muscular frame that began with his enlarged waist and tapered to his small head that glared down at her from miles away. And all the time, he fucked in and out, drawing his cock out almost to the tip so that he could see the reddened head.
"Swallow it, baby," he said as he pushed down and watched his long cock disappear. He wondered how she could take it all into her mouth, but that didn't really make any difference as long as she did it. "Your mouth is so hot and slippery. Use your teeth on me and I'll be ready to come in a minute."
Lynn let her teeth play over the surface of his cock, digging gently into the extra-sensitive skin.
"That's it, baby. Use your teeth, and in a minute, I'll fuck your cunt like you want me to." It was only a few more strokes before he took his cock away from her and slid back down on the bed. When he pushed into her cunt again, his cock slipped in easily.
"Now we're going to come together. Are you ready?"
"I want to come. I want to come with your big dick inside me." Lynn's voice sounded strange to her. It was husky and deeper than usual as she looked at the man who was fucking her. He was moving faster now than he had before and the friction around his cock was increasing with each stroke. It wouldn't be long before their orgasms engulfed both of them.
"It's the best cunt," he gasped. "The best in the world. I want to fuck you forever!"
Lynn wasn't sure if she heard the crack of the whip first, or if it was only after Brian had yelled out that she became aware of the sound. She was sure of the words she heard fill the room next, however. She would never forget the cold, harsh female voice.
"That's enough, you cunt-licking bastard! Get off her!"
CHAPTER TEN
"Move!" Toni's voice was loud and penetrating and she used the whip to punctuate her sentences. "Get your cock out of her and you get off of her or I'll whip the shit out of you!"
When Brian had moved, Lynn could see Toni, standing in the bathroom door, silhouetted against the light from the bare bulb. It was impossible to see her clearly, but Lynn could tell she was wearing high heel shoes. She .didn't notice Toni's black mesh stockings, nor could she see the black garter belt that held them up.
"What in the hell do you think you're doing? Who gave you permission to start fucking her and talking like that?"
"No one," Brian mumbled.
"What!"
"Ma'am! No one, ma'am!" Lynn thought she could feel Brian trembling on the bed next to her.
"I don't blame you, Lynn. You just did what you thought was right. If you'll help me punish this cheating bastard, then I'll let you go." Lynn was confused. She couldn't be sure if Toni was really mad, or if it was all part of some strange game that the two of them had developed. Slowly, she got off the bed and walked over to Toni's side.
"Good. As for you, Brian. Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Her voice sent chills racing up and down Lynn's spine, and seemed to have much the same effect on Brian.
"No, ma'am."
"And do you agree that you deserve to be punished for your transgressions?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"What?" asked Toni, popping him with her whip.
"YES, MA'AM!" he shouted. Toni strode across the room to the bed. From under each comer she pulled a chain with a leather strap attached to the end of it, fastening his wrists and ankles in them so that he was spread-eagled on the bed. Lynn noticed that Brian didn't offer any resistance until it was too late for him to do anything. Once he had been completely bound, he began to strain against the chains and leather that bound him.
"Did I give you permission to move?" Toni asked, her voice still carrying the metallic edge.
"No, ma'am!" He tensed almost imperceptibly, awaiting what he was sure would follow. The crack came quickly, leaving a thin red mark across his back and ass, but Brian didn't let a sound escape. Only his increased breathing gave any clue to what he felt.
While Lynn stood by the bed and watched, Toni crawled across the head, and then kneeled in front of Brian, her legs spread wide.
"Can you see what's in front of you?" she asked him.
"Yes, ma'am," he answered, lifting his head. He had to strain to keep his head up, his eyes level with her cunt.
"What is it!"
"It's your cunt, ma'am."
"Would you like to taste this cunt?" Lynn felt the tension increasing with each exchange between the strange pair, and felt her own excitement increase. When Toni had interrupted them, she had been afraid, and then puzzled by what was happening. But now, with Brian spread out on the bed, and Toni kneeling in front of him, she found herself being caught up in their game. At least, she hoped it was a game.
"Yes, ma'am!" Brian kept his head in the air, and Lynn could see the muscles of his neck and back standing out from the strain.
"Do it!" she commanded. Brian maneuvered his body closer to hers, and extended his tongue slowly, filling his lungs with the faint odor of cunt. His arms, back, legs and neck all ached from the strain and his still stiff cock rubbed against the bedspread as he tried to press his mouth against her. She was his master, though, and he had to do everything she wanted him to do, and he had to do it her way.
As Toni looked down on her slave, she felt a tremendous surge of power in her cunt. Her whole being was centered there, sending energy to the rest of her, controlling her movements and her thoughts. As Brian's hot breath reached her, she leaned into him a little, eager to have him touch her-flaming cunt.
"Eat it!" she told him, and she let the whip drag across his back, not striking him, but reminding him of how much she could hurt him.
Quickly he leaned forward and stuck his tongue out so that he could brush against the slightly moistened lips. He closed his eyes as he tasted the sweet/tart liquid and flesh for the first time. Lynn could see his ass flex as he pushed his cock into the bed, giving it whatever stimulation he could.
His tongue tried to get further and he pulled at the chains that bound him, sticking it just inside the hot fleshy folds of her pussy. He touched her hardened clit and made her moan with pleasure. It looked like she was melting as she bent towards his mouth, lowering her cunt to him so that he could give her more pleasure. When she spoke to him again, her voice was softer.
"That's the way, hon. Eat it all up and make me feel good."
Lynn had been on the sidelines about as long as she could stand it. She was stark naked and ready, but no one seemed very interested, and she didn't know how to create that interest. She had been almost ready to come when Toni had entered the room, and she was still hot. She would obviously have to join in the game if she wanted to have anyone to play with, and so she jumped onto the bed.
Toni looked up at her, away from the man who was sucking her clit, and for a moment seemed to forget who she was. A smile, or rather a perverse curling of her lips, signalled that she remembered Lynn, and that she had plans for her.
"So here's your big man with his big cock. He doesn't look so impressive now, does he?" Lynn had to agree with her. Brian wasn't exactly her idea of an aggressor as he lay on the bed, his arms and legs bound with chains.
"Would you like to show him what you think of him now?" Toni asked her. Lynn nodded her agreement, and took the whip that Toni offered. "Show him!" she ordered.
Lynn let the whip fall lightly across Brian's ass, thinking it wouldn't hurt him so much there. He didn't even flinch, and the whip didn't leave a mark. She knew she would have to do much better than that if she were going to be allowed to continue.
She hit him again, this time much harder. A small red streak appeared across his muscular brown back and the muscles in his arms contracted.
"That's better, Lynn," Toni said, encouraging her.
She let the whip strike again, carefully laying another stripe next to the first one. Up until the moment that Brian whimpered, she had felt nothing. She couldn't get into the idea of whipping someone who was tied up, unable to protect or defend himself.
But the sound that came out of Brian's throat changed all of that. It was the sexiest noise she had ever heard anyone make, and it made her heart beat faster as it entered her ears. With one tiny noise, he had tinned her on as much as any man she had ever been with. It told her that he was enjoying what she was doing to him, and that she should continue. It told her that he wanted her to do things her way, that she should follow her own impulses, and that whatever she did would be right.
Lynn let the whip trail over her fingers, grasping it just as the end began to slip through her hand. Using just the tip of the feather, she began to gently beat his halls. Each time she struck him she could see his balls contract just a little more. If she could have reached his cock, she would have worked it over, too, but it was under him, and the only thing she could get to was his sensitive, come-filled balls.
"Give him more!" Toni hissed. Instinctively, Lynn reached for the thicker handle of the whip. She stuck it in her mouth, soaking the leather with her spit, keeping her focus on Brian's red marked ass the whole time.
Toni knew what she was going to do, and she approved it by moaning gently and watching the whip handle, wet with spit, as it disappeared between the cheeks of Brian's ass. Using her fingers to guide it, Lynn found the hole she was looking for and slipped the moistened end inside the tight ring of muscles.
"No!" Brian groaned as he felt the invasion.
"No?" cried Toni, slapping him roughly across the face.
"No?" said Lynn, more in control. Then she pushed the handle into him. She let it rest for a minute before she continued the drive, burying almost the whole handle in his ass. "How's that?" she asked him and found herself smiling the same way that she had seen Toni smiling, her lips curled back across her teeth. She was strangely excited by the sight of the whip sticking out of Brian's ass, knowing that it hurt him some and humiliated him more.
"Come up here, Lynn," Toni said, making room for her at the head of the bed. "Maybe he'd like to nibble on your cunt for awhile. After all, he said he thought it was the best one in the world." Toni seemed to have calmed down a little, so Lynn had no qualms about joining her, first removing the whip so that she could take it with her.
"Taste her!" Toni commanded. Brian obediently opened his mouth and strained to get his tongue into Lynn's waiting pussy. Lynn helped him by moving as close to his head as she could, holding her legs apart with her hands.
As soon as he touched her, the same old feelings filled her cunt. His expert tongue licked up into her, firing her desires and obliterating any control she might have had up until then.
Eagerly she lowered herself, almost smothering him in her cunt, bathing his mouth in the ready juice that flowed there. She knew that she couldn't hold her superior position for long. Once Brian started with his tongue in her pussy, he was definitely in charge.
"Let him go," she pleaded, not knowing how Toni would respond.
"I think he's had enough for now," she agreed. She got off the bed and unfastened all of the leather straps that had held him while Lynn stayed in position over his head.
As proof that he enjoyed what was happening to him, Brian didn't move when he was released, other than to shake his arms and legs a little to get the blood flowing again. As Toni unfastened the straps on each limb, he would move it for a moment and then let it rest on the bed, so that by the time she finished, he had relaxed his muscles, but kept himself spread out, with his head reaching up into Lynn's spread legs.
Lynn pushed down, wanting to change positions, and Brian understood. He moved down on the bed and then flipped over onto his back, exposing his still hard cock. But before Lynn had a chance to fall over on top of it, sucking it deep into her throat like she wanted to, Toni had jumped back on the bed and devoured him. Lynn felt Brian's big hands covering her breasts, gently squeezing them as his mouth consumed her cunt.
"Eat him, Toni. Take that beautiful cock of his and cram it down your throat. It tastes better than any cock I've ever had. Suck all of it inside you until you can feel those big balls of his. Suck him, Toni!" In spite of what Brian was doing for her cunt, Lynn still felt like she was watching instead of participating. She needed to have something in her mouth.
Lynn reached forward and grabbed Toni, pulling her around so that she straddled Brian's chest. With her legs spread wide, her cunt was available, and Lynn took advantage of the opportunity. Her tongue darted out of her mouth and into Toni quickly, lapping up the wetness she found there and then going back for more.
The room was quiet except for the sounds of their slurping as the three of them sucked on each other, licking and probing with their lips and tongues, increasing their desires but not satisfying them.
Toni stopped sucking Brian's cock and began licking his balls, running her tongue over the wrinkled sac that was gripping the balls so tightly. She sucked the spheres into her mouth and held them there, gently caressing them with her tongue and wetting them with her spit while she felt Lynn digging into her cunt.
Cock was what Lynn wanted now. Toni's cunt was sweet, but it couldn't take the place of Brian's cock. As soon as she realized that Toni was sucking Brian's balls, she crawled in between them and put her mouth over the gleaming red head of his cock.
Toni was evidently ready for a change of pace, too, because as soon as she felt Lynn abandon her cunt, she left Brian's balls and crawled around so that she could lay next to him. Lynn completed the change by getting between Brian's legs, never letting his cock slip out of her mouth as she moved.
"Take all of it, Lynn," Brian told her. Some of the strength that had been in his voice before was returning to it. Slowly, Lynn was beginning to understand the arrangement that Toni and Brian shared. Brian was in charge most of the time, but occasionally, as a variation in their sexual routine, Toni would take over and call the shots. While Toni snuggled next to him, and Lynn sucked his dick, Brian was the one issuing orders again.
As the big dick slipped into her throat, and she felt the heat filling her mouth, Lynn thought about her own feelings. She was discovering a whole new aspect of her sexual personality that she had never even suspected before. Up until this trip to the Retreat, she would never have dreamed that she liked sex this way. She had always enjoyed having things a little rough, with a man who was in charge, but she'd never been exposed to anything like this.
She thought about all that had happened, and it seemed as though each experience was an intricate part of a detailed plan to introduce her into sadomasochistic sex. The hitchhiker, with his enormous dick, forcing his way into her cunt and ignoring her pleas to go easy with her. The scene in the woods, where she had watched Toni and Brian going at it, Brian slapping Toni and fucking her in the ass. And then the convicts, raping her and forcing their cocks into every hole they could find.
A week ago, she would have called anyone crazy who said that she could progress to the point where she would enjoy this kind of stuff. But tonight she had been whipped and then had whipped someone, and had actually enjoyed both experiences. She had enjoyed them so much that it frightened her, and excited her. Even the dreadful encounter with the cons had been very erotic.
And now, as she lay on the bed, sucking Brian's swollen, hot dick, she found herself fingering the whip she had used on him before. The leather felt cool and inviting as she picked it up and wrapped the thong around Brian's cock and balls, pulling it tight enough to make him wince, keeping the blood captive in his cock.
"Lick his balls, too," Toni told her, joining Brian in the role of master. It was happening so gradually that Lynn was only vaguely aware that they were assuming roles again, and that this time she was acting a command performance as the slave to this strange couple.
She opened her mouth as wide as she could and let his cock slip down into her throat so she could reach his still wet balls at the same time. She tasted them, tasting Toni's saliva mingled with her own, until she had to raise up and breath, letting the whip slack at the same time so that Brian's cock and balls were released.
The whip seemed to move by itself, knowing where it should be and hurrying to get there, taking Lynn's hand along but not controlled by her. It rubbed against her breasts as she turned on her side, still holding Brian in her free hand and pressing wet kisses against him. The whip moved lower, rubbing across her stomach and the fine hair over her cunt, and then finally against the ready lips of her pussy.
While her mouth filled again with cock, her cunt was invaded by the wet leather whip handle, still held, but not guided by her hand.
"The whip!" Toni whispered to Brian. "She's fucking herself with the whip while she sucks your cock."
"Dig it, baby! Put that whip in your pussy and let the leather turn you on," Brian told her encouragingly. But Lynn didn't need any more encouragement than the feel of the smooth leather as it slipped inside her, rubbing against the walls of her cunt and bumping into her clit as she pushed against it.
"Leather!" she groaned, her mouth full of cock. She closed her eyes and saw herself strapped on a huge bed with leather sheets. There was a strange man standing over her wearing a black mask and boots and nothing else. He had a long whip in his hand and he was dragging it over her naked skin, flipping it so that it popped her breasts lightly and then running it through her legs. He took the handle and crammed it into her, and then made her take his cock in her mouth.
A large hand grabbed her and brought her back to reality. Brian had sat up on the bed, and in one move had taken both of her wrists in his hands. He lifted and turned her at the same time and held her until Toni had time to put the leather bands over her hands and bind her. They hurried to the end of the bed and fastened her feet in the same way so that she lay on her back, bound and helpless.
She was still dreaming about her leather lover when they gagged her mouth, and hadn't even thought it might be necessary to call for help. After all, it was a game.
But when she looked into the faces of the two who were holding her captive, she suddenly became unsure of herself. Both Brian and Toni looked so serious about what they were doing, and their eyes were glowing with such a strange passion, that Lynn felt a chill pass over her.
"You liked the whip, didn't you? That's what you really want. You're not interested in being on top and giving orders," Brian said in a low, even voice. "You want some one to tell you what to do and how to do it." Toni was more excited than Brian, and when she spoke, the excitement showed in her voice.
"Well now you're going to get the lesson you've been waiting for." As she spoke, she reached for Lynn's breasts, grabbing the nipples in her fingers and squeezing them. "Tighter?"
Lynn was too frightened to say anything. She stared up at her captors, straining at the chains that bound her. But the writhing of her beautiful naked body on the bed just excited them more.
"Fuck her!" Toni commanded. Brian lept onto the bed and drove his cock into her quickly, not giving her a chance to adjust to the huge cock he was splitting her with. She couldn't cry out, but her face turned red with the attempt she was making. She wanted him to slow down, to take it easy, to give her a chance to adjust, but she couldn't make any sound come out with the gag that was in her mouth.
It wouldn't do any good anyway. Brian looked like he was possessed by an evil spirit. He drove into her with a fury she had not experienced in her most abandoned lovemaking up to that point. Each time he drove into her he pushed to make sure that his cock was in all the way. He would grind himself in a circle to make sure that he came into contact with as much of her flesh as possible. Then he would yank his cock out, leaving only the tip inside her before he plunged back in.
"Fuck her, Bri! Make her know what it's like to have a real man in there tearing up her insides." As Toni spoke, Lynn saw Brian's face flush with excitement. His big hands found the cheeks of her ass and lifted her up so that her legs were over his shoulders and the chains pulled at her ankles.
He hit her without warning, bringing the flat of his hand against her bare ass and leaving the imprint of his palm and five fingers on her skin. Lynn contracted in pain as much as she could and tried to cry out, but of course, she couldn't make any more than a low gurgling sound.
He hit her again, this time on the other side, leaving an identical mark. Again she contracted, pushing down against his cock at the same time, bringing him greater pleasure in return for the pain he was inflicting. Lynn wondered how long she could keep this up, stretched out on the bed while Brian slapped her and fucked her as hard as he could. He timed his slaps so that he hit her just before he drove into her, making her spread her legs a little further, and meet each of his drives until he pushed against the back of her cunt.
It hurts too much, she thought. The pain of his hand and his cock are going to be too much. I'll pass out. Why are they doing this to me? Surely they can't be enjoying it?
But they were enjoying it. Toni had picked up the whip and put the handle in her own cunt while she watched the spectacle that Brian and Lynn were creating on the bed. She fucked herself as she watched Brian slapping Lynn's already red ass, slipping his cock out and then cramming it back in.
How can she watch? How can she enjoy it? Lynn's mind was as full of half-formed thoughts as it was overloaded by messages of pain from her body. But even as she thought about how much he was hurting her, even as the blood rushed to her sensitive inflamed skin, the familiar glow of pleasure began to spread from her ass and cunt to the rest of her body.
She was spreading her legs further apart than she had to and was pushing down to meet Brian's cock with a force that she hadn't used before. She was enjoying it too! The brutality that Brian was inflicting was no longer unbearable. In fact, she hoped he would keep it up. It felt so good!
Fuck me! she wanted to tell him. Fuck my brains out! Fuck me until my cunt melts from the heat you are making there! Your cock fills my whole body. It's too large for me to take it in just my cunt and so I have given you access to all of me. Fill it and overfill it until I come!
Lynn's head was tossing back and forth on the bed and her body thrashing, but now it was in ecstasy, not pain. Both Toni and Brian realized that she was enjoying what was happening to her. There was no longer any need to keep her gagged.
"Take off that thing! I want to hear her talk," he told Toni.
"Fuck me! Harder!" she cried out as soon as she was able, but her mouth was covered again before she could say anymore. Toni had straddled her mouth and was forcing her to eat her pussy while Brian rammed himself into her over and over again.
The taste of cunt in her mouth again was what triggered her climax. There had been plenty of stimulation before, but she had been able to enjoy that without coming. The taste of Toni's tart cunt, however, was too much for her. Suddenly her nose and mouth were filled with sex, and when she opened her eyes, she looked up to Toni's breasts, swaying as she rode Lynn's mouth.
Brian's cock began to rub against her clit and she knew that she couldn't stop what was going to happen. The climax was churning in her cunt and was demanding to be released to the rest of her body. She moaned and gripped the bedspread under her, trying to hold off as long as possible, and then she let go and let the orgasm take her.
"She's coming! Go with her, Brian. Come in her pussy and I'll come in her mouth." Toni pushed down as she spoke and stuck a finger into her cunt along with Lynn's tongue.
Brian slammed down harder than he had before, and picked up the tempo of his strokes so that he could climax with the other two. He felt a familiar tension in his balls, felt them draw up close to his cock, ready to shoot come into the waiting hot cunt.
"Now!"
"Yeah!"
"Mmmm!" All three of them reached their climaxes at the same time, releasing the sex that had been building in them for so long, flooding each other in sticky hot juices and collapsing on the bed in a tangle of arms and legs.
Brian kept his cock inside her and Lynn could feel it getting softer as she lay there, with her legs spread.
She had questions that she wanted to ask these two, and she hoped they would revive quickly and tell her the things she needed to know.
"It just sort of happened," Toni explained as they sat on the bed, sipping a drink and smoking cigarettes. "We'd been having sex together for quite awhile, and we always enjoyed it, but we both felt like something was missing. Like it wasn't all that it could be.
"I'd done a lot of reading about 'How to Improve Your Sex Life,' and things like that, but none of those books seemed to help very much. It wasn't as if the situation was desperate or anything, it just wasn't as good as it could be. Do you understand?"
"Sure," Lynn answered. She had felt the same things herself up until this weekend. Her life with Joe had been good. In fact, sex had always been just about her favorite pastime. But, in Toni's words, "It .hadn't been as good as it could be.' That was the feeling she had in the back of her mind.
Sex with the hitchhiker and the criminals had awakened something inside her that had seemed a likely answer. She hadn't wanted to admit it, but the discussion with Toni and Brian was forcing the issue: making her admit things that she might not have admitted before.
"So that's how it happened. I read something about doing what you want to do when you're in bed. Sort of letting yourself go and seeing what happens. I told Toni about it, and she agreed." Brian had begun stroking Toni's leg as he continued her thoughts.
"We weren't sure that there was anything else besides the things we had already done. Then one night, when we were having really good sex, I got this urge to slap her across the ass while I was fucking her. I stopped myself at first, thinking that it was too much, but then, the more I thought about it the more I wanted to do it."
"And he did it!" Toni said. "He just hauled off and slapped me across the butt. I yelled and told him to cut it out, but he did it again. Pretty soon it started feeling good, as I guess you know."
"Yeah," Lynn said in a kind of half dreamy voice. "And here we are. The whip and chains came later, and we don't use them all the time. They kind of spice things up when we have company."
"I guess you two have a lot of things you could show me," Lynn said, smiling at the attractive couple who had become her instructors.
"No time like the present! Just do whatever you want. You can't go wrong," Brian told her. Lynn was ready to agree when she heard the knock at the door. She froze, afraid of what might be on the other side. This had been such a strange weekend, she was prepared for anything.
"Put this on," Toni whispered, tossing her a robe. Brian slipped into a pair of pants and crossed to the door while Toni wrapped her towel. "Who could it be?" asked Toni as Brian opened the door.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Hi, Richard." Brian seemed relieved.
"Brian. Is, uh, everything OK?" When he had seen who was at the door, he opened it wide enough for Toni and Lynn to see the young man and to be seen by them. Richard focused immediately on Lynn who was wearing only a short robe. He saw the long legs stretched out on the bed and the full breasts that were only partly hidden by the material.
"Everything's fine. Would you like to come in?" He stepped out of the way so that Richard could enter, and the boy did so quickly, afraid that Brian might change his mind. Lynn and Toni both greeted him and tried not to act like he had caught them doing something wrong.
"I was just rubbing some of the Vitamin E on Lynn," Toni explained as Richard sat on the bed. Lynn nodded in agreement, not quite sure what she should say, if anything. She wondered if Brian and Toni would mind having Richard join their little group. She knew that she was in favor of it.
"I guess there's no reason why we have to dress up for Richard," Brian said as he removed his pants and threw them on the chair.
"Right!" echoed Toni, and she let the towel fall from around her. It took Lynn a couple of seconds to realize what was happening, and then she let the robe fall from her shoulders.
"Wow!" whispered Richard. "I feel overdressed. Do you guys always sit around naked?"
"When the occasion arises," giggled Toni. "Make yourself at home, Richard." He stood next to the bed and peeled off his shorts and then his shoes, socks and pants, so that he was naked in a matter of minutes.
"Wow! is right!" mumbled Toni as soon as she saw Richard's cock. He was too young to be able to control himself completely and his cock had started to grow before got his pants off. It wasn't as large as it could get, Lynn knew that. But it was enough to make Toni's mouth water. "That's quite a cock there," she added.
"That's nothing," Lynn said. "You should see it when he gets going." She had spoken without realizing what her words implied.
"I would like that," Toni replied leaning forward on the bed and taking his cock in his fingers. She stroked it gently, watching it as the blood filled it and it became harder.
Richard wasn't sure what he should do. He had never been to bed with even one girl, and now he was in bed with two of them and there was another man there who looked like he was ready to join them any minute. He decided the best method would be to play along and see what happened. There certainly wasn't any reason to object to the warm fingers that had grabbed him and were stroking his cock. He reached out to the girl who was holding him and rubbed his hand over her smooth skin, touching her breasts lightly and feeling his cock jerk in response.
But he kept his eyes on Lynn. She was the one he had been looking for. He had gone to her cabin first, and when he saw that she wasn't there, he had come to Toni and Brian's cabin, hoping to find her. As far as he was concerned, they had business to finish, and whatever Toni might do was just a warm-up for what he and Lynn were going to do.
"Do you know how to use this thing?" Toni asked him, never taking her hand away.
"What do you mean?" he asked innocently.
"Never mind," she said, not wanting to embarrass him. "Would you like to get sucked?"
"Sure!" he said, laughing and stretching out his legs so she could get to him more easily.
"I thought you'd say that. Don't mind the other two, I'm sure they'll find something to keep themselves occupied." She opened her mouth and sucked him inside her, moaning as his huge dick filled her, depressing her tongue and pushing against the back of her mouth.
Richard closed his eyes as he felt the wetness surround him. She was good at this; almost as good as Lynn. She didn't have as full a figure, but she was certainly attractive. But in his mind, he wasn't with her. He was with Lynn and they were alone in the room, balling on the bed, with her legs wrapped around his waist and his cock plunging deep into her waiting cunt.
Lynn watched the couple, hypnotized by the sight of Richard's big cock as it slipped in and out of Toni's mouth. It seemed impossible that she could take the whole thing inside her, but she was doing it every time her head went towards him. Lynn felt an ache in her throat as she imagined what Toni must be feeling and remembered what Richard had felt like in her own mouth.
She was so involved in what Toni and Richard were doing that she didn't notice that Brian had gotten on the bed next to her.
"I think we were in the middle of something," he whispered. Lynn looked at him as though she didn't know what he was talking about, and then smiled.
"You're right. Would you...." He pushed her back on the bed and lay on top of her, pressing his hard dick into her stomach.
"I sure would," he whispered in her ear, brushing his tongue over the sensitive skin and making her shudder with delight.
Lynn freed her legs and wrapped them around his waist and felt him pull back so that his cock was in position to fuck. He slid it into her slowly, letting her enjoy each inch of it as it filled her cunt.
"Mmmm. It's real nice." She felt relaxed now. Much more relaxed than she had before. With the whips and chains, she felt a terrific sense of urgency, a need to hurry and get it over with. But now, with the long hard dick slipping slowly into her, she wanted to spend the rest of the night fucking. She wanted to feel the reddened meat sliding around inside and making her come until she was dry.
Brian was picking up speed, developing a rhythm for their fucking. His strong body pushed into her regularly while he kissed her neck and shoulders. Her skin was creamy and smooth without a single flaw on it. His tongue and teeth explored her as he fucked her, hearing the moans that the other couple was making.
"Suck it, Toni. Suck my cock with your pretty mouth."
"Oohhh."
"Hold my balls in your bands again. I love the way you use your fingernails on me." Toni was turned on by the way he was talking. There was no plan in his words. They were just the natural expression of what he was feeling as she went down on him, sucking the swollen head into her throat and letting experienced muscles work him over. She put her fingers into her own cunt and rubbed gently while she blew him so that by the time he was ready to come, she was almost there, too.
Richard had opened his eyes to look at Lynn again, and he saw her with her legs spread and a big dick being shoved into her. He felt a twinge of jealousy, thinking that he should be the one to fuck her. But that passed quickly and he was caught up in how beautiful she looked and how wonderful it must feel to be inside her. He was tempted to fuck Toni, but he held himself back. He wanted Lynn to be the first girl he ever fucked.
But for now, he was being sucked off by an expert, and it was only going to be a matter of seconds before he shot a thick creamy load into her waiting throat and released the incredible tensions that she had built up inside him.
He pumped his hips in the air, lifting himself off the bed and thrusting himself into her mouth, feeling her tongue run over the head of his cock and the suction trying to pull the come out of him.
It happened gradually, and Richard did nothing to slow it down. He knew that the sooner he came into Toni's mouth, the sooner he was going to be inside Lynn, fucking the sweet cunt he had only tasted before. The pressure in his balls increased with each stroke from her tight mouth, building and then forcing its way out of his balls and up into his cock.
"Come! Suck it hard. I'm coming!" He gasped for air as he strained, shooting his load into her mouth and feeling his own heat mix with the hot wetness of her mouth, and hearing his voice mingle with the sounds of the couple next to him on the bed.
"Please, Brian. I'm ready to come. Please make me come with your cock in me. Fuck me and make me come all over you. Shoot your come up into me so that I can taste it."
"Suck my cock with your pussy. I feel like I could come for a week in your hot hole." He drove into her, slamming his cock as far into her as he could and feeling the come spurt from his cock flooding her cunt.
As they lay on the bed, resting, Lynn wondered if she would be able to get Richard to fuck her that night. This whole experience must have been rather strange for him, she thought. After all, he'd never even been with a girl before this afternoon, and now he's involved in an orgy.
She looked at him, and then at his cock, and saw him staring at her with a raging hardon that made her tingle all over. When his cock was hard, like it was at that moment, it compared with the enormous cock of the hitchhiker. And as far as Lynn was concerned, it was even better, because it belonged to a person that she thought was worth being with. He was young, but she didn't hold that against him. He knew instinctively more than most people ever found out through experience. He knew, for example, that he was going to have her, and he was going to have her tonight in front of Toni and Brian.
It was a feeling he had. It came from his balls and it told him that she wanted him as much as he wanted her. Up until today, he would have ignored what his balls were telling him. He would have thought that it was just his lust that was making him feel that way. But he was learning to trust his instinct, and his instinct said that Lynn wanted his swollen cock inside her pussy.
The only thing that held them back was the other couple. For some reason, they couldn't just crawl across the bed towards each other and start fucking, pretending that Brian and Toni weren't there. Not that they would object to having the two of them fuck. It was only because they would be leaving them out.
What Lynn was trying to think of was a way to get Brian and Toni started together. Then she would be able to get the cock she wanted without upsetting anything.
"You know," she announced to the assembled group. "I bet Richard would like to see a little of your, uh, specialty."
"What's that?" asked Richard, hoping that whatever their specialty was, it would lead to Lynn's cunt.
"Do you think he could dig it?" questioned Brian.
"Why not?" answered Lynn. She really didn't know or care.
"She's right," agreed Toni. "He might really get off on it. Do you think we should use him?" Lynn hadn't counted on Toni's suggestion. She had assumed that they would provide the demonstration without using either her or Richard.
"Let him see a little of it to start with. Then, if he wants to get in on it, he can." Lynn hoped her suggestion would be taken, and watched Brian's expression to see how he would react.
"Yeah. Yeah, that's probably right."
"OK," Toni said. "Why don't you two sit on the floor and we'll do our thing." Lynn and Richard got off the bed, not exactly sure what to expect, while Toni lay back on the bed and Brian went into the bathroom.
"This is going to be a little different than anything you've heard about, but just watch." Richard listened attentively to Lynn's whispered comments. "If you decide you don't want to do it, then all you have to do is say so."
"Sure," he told her. "What's it all about?" He saw Toni taking the chains with the leather straps on the ends out from behind the bed and slip them over her wrists and feet.
"That's part of it. Just watch it and stay cool," Lynn advised. They were sitting on the right side of the bed, about three feet away from it. Lynn sat close to Richard, and with her last piece of advice, she let her hand rest on his naked thigh.
Richard had relaxed a little up until then, but feeling her soft warm hand on his leg brought back his erection and his desires. Immediately he put his arm around her and held her full, round breast in his fingers. He rubbed his thumb across her nipple, sometimes taking it in between his thumb and finger, until he felt it growing stiff.
Brian came out of the bathroom wearing his black leather boots and a wide black belt. Lynn noticed that he wasn't carrying his whip, but figured that he could probably figure out some Other method.
He walked across to the bed and, without saying a work, tightened the chains around Toni's arms and legs so that she was pulled taut across the surface of the bed.
Lynn looked at Richard and saw a puzzled look on his face. But he didn't say anything, and he didn't take his eyes off of the couple. Brian's cock was standing out hard in front of him, and Lynn reached for Richard's stiff dick in response. She needed to hold onto something stiff and hot.
"What do you want?" Brian growled at Toni.
"You. Your cock, master," she answered, her voice shaking with a real or imagined fear of the big man standing over her.
"And what makes you think that you interest me at all?" The now familiar cruel smile played on his lips.
"I am skilled, master. I can please you," she told him timidly.
"Prove it to me. Suck my cock!" He didn't move when he spoke.
"I can't reach it," she said.
Slap! In a split second he had removed his belt and laid it flat across her thigh. She cried out with the very real pain that she felt as the welt appeared across her smooth skin.
Lynn felt Richard tense. She kept a tight grip on his cock, telling him that he should stay put and let them continue.
"But...." he argued.
"Ssshh!" she told him and squeezed the head of his cock.
"Did you think I wouldn't move? You're insolent. I don't think I should let you have it." Brian's face was contorted with anger.
"Please, master! Let me suck your cock!" Again the belt hit her, this time on the other thigh. She cried out again, softer this time, because she felt him crawling onto the bed, straddling her neck.
"Suck it!" he commanded, pointing the head down towards her mouth. She opened her mouth and pushed her tongue out to greet the thick cock that was being presented to her. She lifted her head from the bed, pulling the muscles in her arm as far as she could, and sucked the cockhead into her mouth. She moaned as it slipped inside her and then made slurping sounds as she sucked on it, demonstrating her skill as a cock sucker.
"Is that all you can do?" he asked her, roughly pulling his cock out of her mouth.
"I can take all of it, master, if you will push it down my throat."
"Is that what you want? Do you want me to cram the whole thing into you and fuck your mouth like a cunt?" The idea must have excited him, because he raised himself, pushing closer to Toni's lips.
"Oh, yes, all of it! Jam my throat full of your cock until I can't breathe!" She sounded desperate, and the excitement in the room was thick. Both Richard and Lynn shuddered when they heard her beg for the meat. Lynn tightened her grip on Richard. She wouldn't be able to wait much longer to have him inside her.
Brian forced his cock into Toni's mouth and then pushed forward until she gagged. He paused for a moment and then pushed again until his cock disappeared inside her.
"Jesus!" Richard whispered. Lynn felt him lifting his hips off the floor, pushing his cock up in her hand.
As Brian began to fuck Toni's mouth, he fucked her hand, not aware of what he was doing, but completely lost in the sensuality of the couple.
"Fuck me," Lynn whispered to him. It was the cue he had been waiting for. Slowly he pushed her back onto the floor, pressing his own muscular body into the softness of hers, rubbing his hard dick into her skin.
Brian was fucking Toni's mouth like she had asked him to. He was cramming himself into her, jamming his dick into her throat until she was gasping for air. The big muscles in his legs and ass were flexing as he drove into her, feeling the tightness of her throat squeeze his cock and beg for a shower of come.
Lynn lay on the floor, her lips fastened onto Richard's neck as he ran his hands over her, finding every crevice and exploring it completely. He wanted to fuck her, but he didn't want to hurry. Even in his excitement, he knew how to make the most of his first piece with the luscious blonde girl.
She spread her legs slightly and felt his cock slip in between them. She tightened again and he fucked the slightly wet space that she left him, grinding his dick into the floor in a preview of what would happen when his body was inside hers. He held her breasts in his hands, squeezing them rhythmically as he kissed her mouth and neck.
Brian wanted to be in Toni's cunt. Her mouth could never compare to her pussy, and his cock was once again aching for a release that only her cunt could provide. He took his cock away from her still eager mouth and slid down over her body, rubbing his roughness against her satin skin until his cock was between her spread, waiting legs. She sighed as he slipped into her, pulling at the leg chains to make room for him.
As Toni sighed, Lynn moaned. Richard had taken his cock from between her legs, and then lifted her up so that he could get into her cunt. She wrapped her legs around him and waited with her eyes closed for his cock to enter her.
It had been quite a weekend so far. She would be leaving tomorrow afternoon, but she had no complaints about the treatment she had received at the Pleasure Retreat. Up until that point the only thing she had missed was having this big dick inside her, and now she was getting that. It was a perfect weekend.
"Ready?" Richard asked her, looking down at the smooth perfection of her body. The room was filled with the sounds of Brian and Toni as they fucked on the bed, each of them releasing the sexual tension that they had been building.
"Mmm," she answered. She kept her eyes closed, wanting to concentrate on the way it felt to have her cunt stretched and satisfied with the hot virgin meat that was being fed to her.
Without saying anything more, he pushed forward, and Lynn felt her cunt splitting as the throbbing dick pushed into her. He worked slowly, feeding it to her a little at a time and letting her adjust to its size before he gave her more. He was only half way in her when she started to come, and by the time he was buried all the way inside, she was ready to go again. He pulled himself out slowly and started to fuck her, filling and draining her with each stroke in and out.
"Goddam!" he said. "I've never felt anything this good in my life." As if to emphasize his words, he pushed all the way in and held himself there, his cock pushing against the back of her cunt, his balls resting against her wet Ups.
