When Crystal entered the truck stop, she could feel the men who were seated at the tables turn to look at her. She tried not to look back, or smile. She knew that she appeared more than a little sexy in her tight cut-offs and halter top, her denim knapsack slung over her back. Her long red hair was somewhat windblown, and her green eyes were sparkling with a mixture of curiosity and natural mischief.
She walked up to the lady behind the counter, and then smiled. "I saw the sign in your window. The job still open?"
"Yes. You ever wait tables before?"
She shrugged. "A couple of times. Are you going to need references?"
"No. And I'm not the person you need to talk to. Pete's got a trailer around back. He shouldn't be asleep yet. He takes the night shift, same one you'd be working if he hires you. Go on out and talk to him."
With a nod, she went back outside and around to the back of the building. There was a mobile home a couple of hundred feet from the truck stop, and she went up to the front door without hesitating. Her face was set in a pleasant expression. She had always been a friendly girl, and made friends quite easily.
She knocked, then waited, wondering what the man would look like. Various images ran through her mind, none of them appealing. Any guy who owned a truck stop had to be either fat or skinny, and definitely too old for her. That would be a shame, since she had just moved out of her boyfriend's apartment and had nowhere to stay. But she knew that something would turn up. Her bad luck never lasted for long.
The man who came to the door was nothing like she had imagined. He was tall, built like a football player. His hair was sandy blond, and his eyes were deep brown. She could feel her cunt becoming wet.
"Yeah?" he asked. "You want something?"
"Um, are you Pete?" she asked, thinking he couldn't be.
"Yeah." He grinned. "You want the job, huh?"
She was startled. "Why, yes. How did you know?"
"Grace won't let anyone get past her to bother me unless it's about business. Come on in, and we'll talk."
Talk wasn't what she had on her mind at the moment, but she simply smiled and followed him inside.
It was cool inside, and she breathed a sigh of relief. The day was promising to be scorching.
"So, what do you know about waiting tables?" he asked. "And sit down. Just scoot that stuff aside."
There were papers and magazines on the couch, which she had to move before she could be seated.
Pete took the chair, and was looking her over intently. That only made her get more turned on. She couldn't help herself. When a good-looking guy gazed at her tits and pussy that way, she just got horny.
"Well, I haven't had a lot of experience being a waitress," she admitted. "I worked at a couple of places, then Tommy asked me to move in with him, and I quit."
"Oh," he said, sounding disappointed.
She had to smile. "But Tommy got to be-well, boring, so I left. Now I'm looking for a job, and a place to sleep." She patted her knapsack. "This is all the luggage I've got. If you would hire me, then tell me where I could get a cheap room, I'd be very grateful."
That seemed to perk him up. "Okay, you're hired. And as for a room, you could stay here. I've got two bedrooms, and you're more than welcome to one."
She grinned. "Hey, that sounds great. Thanks, Pete."
"No problem. Come on, and I'll show you where it is. We'd both better get some sleep, because we'll be up most of the night."
She followed him down the hall, and he led her into a cozy room. There wasn't much space, but she didn't need much. She tossed her knapsack on the bed, then turned to find Pete staring at her ass.
"You know, you don't seem too curious about my freckles," she said. "Most guys want to know if I have them all over."
His dark eyes sparkled with interest. "Well, you know what they say. Seeing is believing."
"You mean, here and now?' she asked seductively. "What about our needing to go to bed?"
"Who's to say we won't?"
Nodding, she began to unfasten her halter. Slowly, she took it off, tingling at the way Pete gazed at her large, freckled tits. Next she unzipped her cut-offs and slid them down her trim legs. When she stood, she looked at him. There was no way he could hide the bulge in his snug jeans, and his cock looked to be quite a large one.
"Have you ever seen a redhead totally naked?" she asked softly. "That is, would you like to see me without my panties on?"
"Shit, I'd love to see you stripped!" he muttered.
Hooking her thumbs into the elastic, she gave a provocative wriggle as she lowered her panties. Keeping her gaze on his face, she watched the effect her red bush had on him. He was aching to fuck her, just as she was dying to have his cock in her.
"Well?" she purred. "What do you think? Do you like all these freckles, or not?"
"You said your boyfriend got boring. How did yoa mean that?"
"When we fucked, that was all there was to it," she replied. "I wanted-I don't know, not the same thing night after night. We argued about it, and I left. Now I'm here. With you. Do you like me naked, Pete?"
"I could show you how much I like it better than I could tell you. Would you want me to do that, honey?"
She stepped out of her sandals and walked up to him. With a throaty moan, she slid her arms around his neck and offered him her mouth. When he clutched her to him, his lips parting over hers, his tongue snaked out and met hers in a twisting kiss.
Now that she was pressed against him, she could feel how big his prick was. It felt perfectly long and fat, a prick that would sink far into her cunt and thrill her over and over. Reaching between them, she fingered his cock through his jeans. It was large. More than enough to satisfy her.
"Isn't it time that we went to bed?" she questioned softly. "Maybe your bed, since this one is a little small for two people."
"If you come to my bed, I'll screw you. Sure you want that, since that's what bored you about your boyfriend?"
"Somehow, I don't think you'll fuck me the way he did," she whispered. "But why don't we find out for certain?"
He put his arm around her and took her to his room, all the while playing with her tits. They seemed to fascinate him, especially her nipples. He plucked and tweaked her nipples until they stood out like blunt pink points. And that made her so horny for him that she couldn't think straight.
"Lie down," he said. "As soon as I've stripped, I'll give your cunt something wonderful."
She curled up on the bed, propped up on one elbow to watch him undress. Since he wasn't wearing much, it didn't take long for him to get down to his briefs. Her eyes darted over his muscular form, his furry chest. But as he began to push off his briefs, she licked her lips in anticipation. And then she saw it.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped in delight. "You are huge! Come here, lover, and let me touch that gorgeous cock."
When he got close, she reached out and tried to wrap her fingers around the broad base of his cockshaft. With a moan, she opened her mouth and sucked his cockhead in. Her pussy was watering, more than eager to have his prick ramming her good.
"Baby, I'd love for you to suck me off," he muttered, "but I want to do something else with you. Just He down and spread your legs. I need to prove that I won't bore you."
"Mmmmm, you couldn't, not with that prick," she swore.
She lay down, anxious to have him doing wonderful things to her just as he had promised. When she was spread out for him, her wet pussy glistening and ready, Pete crouched between her legs and poked his tongue into her cunt-slit.
"Oooooh, what are you doing?" she gasped in surprise.
"Eating your pussy. Don't tell me you've never had your cunt licked."
"Never," she replied in awe. "Fingered and fucked, yes. But no guy has licked it before."
"No wonder you left that guy. Let me show you what a tongue can do for your snatch, honey. I think you're going to be impressed."
Her silence seemed to assure him that it would be all right to continue. When his tongue again slithered against her slippery pussylips, she started to shudder.
Then he licked her clit and the redhead jerked violently. God, a man's mouth was on her cunt-slit, licking as though he would eat her alive.
Nothing could compare with that, not in a million years.
She was concentrating hard, not wanting to miss one stroke of his tongue against her cunt. She was beginning to vibrate, to be brought to life by that licking, tickling tongue.
Not realizing what she was doing, the horny girl reached down and twined her fingers into Pete's hair. Pressing him closer to her drooling cunt-slit, she flexed her asscheeks, trying to provide him with greater access to her cunt.
Her breathing became more rapid, signaling her approaching orgasm. For some reason, just knowing that a man was putting his tongue on her cuntlips was enough enticement to bring her rapidly to the point of no return. And it felt so damned hot, so fucking thrilling. She couldn't have held back if she wanted to.
"Eeeaaahhhh!" she screamed, lurching. "Ohhh, God! Ohhh, lover! Please! Come fuck me! Shit, I need a cock in me bad!"
"Don't you want me to lick your pussy some more?"
"Not now! I need to get fucked!"
He grunted and crawled up over her. Then she felt his large cock-knob seeking her cunt-hole. She squirmed, as his cockhead penetrated her, gliding into her easily due to the cream that oozed from her cunt. She grasped his shoulders and pulled him down so that he would almost smother her with his sexy body.
His prick was filling her, exciting her, making her lusting pussy convulse with rapture. No cock had ever done that to her before, yet she was certain that his prick wasn't the only thing responsible for her growing passions.
When she felt his balls touch her upturned asscheeks, she let out a sigh. Then he began kissing her.
"Nnnnnn!" she squealed.
He held her head while he thrust his tongue repeatedly into her mouth. At the same time, he was starting to fuck her, to stimulate her cunt even more than he already had. She was beginning to weaken. What he was doing to her pussy with that big cock was too good to be real. It was turning her on, making her want more of his fucking, his kissing.
Moaning into his demanding mouth, Crystal licked her cunt-juice off his lips. It didn't taste that awful. Nor did it smell bad.
Thrusting her tongue into his mouth, she forgot about her inhibitions and let instinct take over. There was so much cock in her cunt-hole that she was becoming dazed. He was barely fucking her, hardly moving, yet her cunt was leaking like crazy.
She was ready to cum again, something that had never happened to her before. Now she was about to climax for a second time during one screw, and she was totally overwhelmed.
She shrieked in ecstasy.
Clinging to Pete more tightly, the redhead wrapped her legs around his ass and moved her body to urge him to really fuck her. She wanted him to ram her, rock her, make her remember this fuck forever. But mostly, she wanted those tingling sensations to continue, to deepen again into another raging orgasm.
Her fingernails raked his shoulders, clawing at him. Her mouth stayed attached to his, her tongue as forceful as his. She was biting at his tongue, his lips, writhing in abandon beneath him, and yet she yearned for more.
All at once, he gave her what she wanted. With a growl, he began piledriving his cock into her snug fuckhole, almost hurting her with his forceful fuck-strokes. Her scream was one of total delight and surprise. She hadn't expected him to be such an animal with her, to fuck her so hard. Yet it was something that she was enjoying to the fullest.
"Oh, God, yes!" she yelled. "Fuck me hard! Give me that big prick! Damn you, really ram me good!"
"You want it hard, huh?" he grunted^. "Okay, baby! I can give it to you really hard."
He reached back, drew her legs up, then while he held her ankles, he fucked her with all his might.
Crystal gaped at him, amazed by how deeply he was penetrating her pussy. Before she could decide just how much he was hurting her with his brutal screwing, a searing climax sped through her.
"Aaaiiieeee!" she cried passionately. "Ohhhh, damn! What are you doing! I'm gonna go out of my mind!"
"I'm fucking you," he muttered. "Just like you asked me to. And you love it, don't you? Say it, you horny bitch! Tell me you want more, or I'll quit right now!"
"No!" she pleaded. "Don't stop! I need your cock, lover! Please, keep screwing my cunt!"
"That's just what I wanted to hear, babe. Yeah, I'll keep on fucking you. I'll fuck your damned pussy off!"
She was shrieking again, barely aware of who she was, and where she was. As if it mattered. As if anything was more important other than that luscious, pleasing, torturing cock.
Her asscheeks were being jammed into the mattress each time Pete plunged into her. She tried to meet his fuck-thrusts, take them, but he was too powerful for her. She could almost imagine him fucking his cock into her stomach.
She was cumming again. The white-hot flames danced within her, igniting explosions that kept her writhing and screaming while he fucked her pussy. She gripped handfuls of the sheet. She didn't know how much more of this kind of fucking she could take without passing out.
But then she felt him stiffen, heard him groan, men his spunk began to shoot into her cuntal sheath. Gasping, she let out a sharp yell and came with him, her pussyhole milking the last of his jism from his spent prick.
"Holy shit!" he muttered. "What kind of fucking bitch are you?"
"I've never-been screwed like that," she panted. "Come down here, you handsome stud. I need a hot kiss."
"Pussy juice and all?" he asked.
"Yes. Just come kiss me."
He lowered her legs, then dropped down on top of her. She welcomed his mouth without any hesitation. After what he had done for her, she couldn't help wanting to kiss him.
"You can sleep in here with me," he murmured. "I mean as long as you work for me. You'll have to store your clothes in the other room, though."
"That's okay." She smiled, feeling content. "You fucked me good, lover. The best I've ever had. Absolutely the finest screw any guy could ever give me."
His grin was quick and pleased. "Yeah? I'm glad to hear it. Some girls get turned off when I fuck them that way. You really didn't mind? I wasn't too rough?"
She shook her head. "It was just right for me."
"It was great for me, too," he admitted. "And you are the first redhead I've ever fucked. You know, your freckles are sexy. Shit, everything about you is sexy. I think that you and I are going to have a long relationship, working and otherwise."
He lay down beside her and she cuddled up to him.
As she closed her eyes and felt his arms wrap around her, her lips curved into a peaceful smile. She had a new job, a place to stay, and a lover who was the best stud she had ever encountered. Her luck hadn't just changed, it had skyrocketed. For as long as she could, she intended to keep it that way.
Chapter Two
Crystal napped throughout the day, waiting for Pete to wake up and tell her about her job. Each time she would awaken, she would think about their wild fuck and sigh. Pete was going to make a fantastic lover. She only hoped she would be able to be a waitress he would want to keep around.
When Pete finally got up, he looked at her for a moment, then broke into a grin. Pulling her close, he kissed her, letting her have his tongue. She was moaning for more before he released her.
"We don't have time to screw now. Grace and Suzie get off soon, and we have to be there to take over." "After work?" she asked. "Definitely. And I know just what we're going to do."
"Oh? What?"
' 'Something I don't think you've done before. That's all I'm gonna say. Let's get dressed and get going."
The redhead didn't mind his secretive hint. Whatever he had in mind, she knew it would be hot and lusty and leave her breathless for more.
"I don't have much of a wardrobe," she said as she got up. "Will shorts be all right?"
"Fine. We've got aprons you can wear over your clothes, too, so you won't get them stained."
After washing up, they walked hand in hand to the truck stop.
"Got your breakfasts ready," Grace said as they entered.
"How'd you know he'd hired me?" Crystal asked.
"Didn't see you leave, so I figured it out."
She shook her head. "Nothing gets past me."
"And she means nothing," Pete added. "Thanks, Grace. You and Suzie can go. We'll take over."
Out of curiosity, she glanced around to see who Suzie was. When she saw the petite brunette, Crystal had a twinge of jealousy. But when she looked back at Pete, he winked at her and squeezed her hand.
"You're living with me, not her," he whispered. "She's got a husband, anyway. Looks like Grace fixed us something good. We'd better eat while we can. It gets busy around here about six or so."
Crystal sat down with him and they ate. While the place was quiet, he told her about the job. He would do the cooking, she would take the orders and serve the meals.
Not long after they had finished eating, people started coming in. For the most part, they were truckers. Many of them would call out to Pete, share some gossip with him. The majority of their customers were men, who seemed to wonder if Crystal was on the menu.
The job wasn't at all difficult. During breaks, Pete would sit down with her, run his hand up under her shorts to feel her cunt, or reach inside her halter top to fondle her tits.
The redhead was more than happy to have his attention, even if it was getting her so horny that she wanted to rape him.
But he was adamant about waiting, and he just kept teasing her. Damn, she could almost feel his cock in her pussy, making her cum so much. She had to have that again. The sooner, the better.
It was about two in the morning when a lone man entered. He was extremely handsome, his brown hair mussed, his hazel eyes roving over her body.
After Pete had gotten her so hot, she couldn't help looking at the stranger with a hint of longing on her pretty face.
"May I help you?"
"Hamburger, fries, chocolate malt/' he said, without looking at the menu. "When did you start working here?"
"Tonight."
She gave the order to Pete, and wondered what she could do to avoid the stranger's steady gaze. There was no mistaking what was on his mind. He wanted to fuck her. And he was so good-looking she didn't know if she could refuse.
He didn't say anything else to her until after he had eaten. Then, before he went to pay his bill, he grabbed her wrist and spoke to her softly. "Honey, what's your name?"
"Crystal."
"I'm Harvey. Tell you what. My rig's parked just outside. After I pay Pete, why don't you and I go get better acquainted?"
"Urn, I-can't," she pleaded. "I-that is, Pete's letting me stay with him."
A hint of understanding entered his eyes. "Yeah?" Then he called out: "Hey, Pete. Come over here a minute."
Pete walked over to them and Crystal felt her face heat up. Damn, she hated scenes. And she just knew that this was going to be a bad one.
"She says she's staying with you. Is that true?"
"It sure is. Why?"
"He wanted me to go out to his truck with him, and I told him no," she responded nervously. "I, uh, didn't think-well, it wouldn't be right."
"Oh," Pete grunted. "Well, would you like to go with him? He's a nice guy, honey. I'll vouch for him, if that's what's bothering you."
She stared at Pete. "But, I thought-you and I-" "It's all right." Pete smiled. "So do you want to go with him or not?"
"Well, I-he is good-looking,** she stammered lamely.
Harvey handed Pete some money. "Here. This includes her tip. I'll have her back to you before too long."
His hand still gripping her wrist, Harvey led her out.
Crystal glanced back, and Pete winked at her. Confused, she looked up at Harvey, and found him grinning at her. Her cunt began to tingle. If it was all right with Pete, then why shouldn't she take advantage of what might turn out to be a pleasant fuck?
The truck looked huge, and as Harvey helped her inside, she wondered where they would find room to screw. She had never liked fucking in a car, because her head or feet always got tangled up somehow. But when Harvey pulled a curtain aside, and when she saw the bed, she stopped worrying.
"Well, baby?" he asked. "The next move is up to you. Either strip and we screw, or you can go back inside. I know I kind of rushed you out here, but, damn, you are just about the prettiest girl I've ever seen!"
That compliment, and the way he said it, eased her tension.
Smiling, Crystal began to undress for him.
He was watching her in the pale light, the hunger in his eyes unmistakable. He wasn't some crazed lunatic out to harm her. He was just a horny man, wanting to put his cock in her.
After she had removed her halter top, he began to remove his own clothes.
Once they were both stripped, he pulled her onto the bed, holding her firmly against his naked body. It had been hard to see his^ shaft in the dim light, but now that it was pressed against her belly, she could tell how large it was. If anything, it was at least as big as Pete's prick. Just knowing that made her kiss him with urgent desperation.
He gently rolled her on top of him and she quickly reached down to place his cock at her cuntal opening. Her pussy was wet and ready, and she lowered her cunt onto his waiting cock with a low groan of need.
"Oh, shit, what a fine cunt!" he muttered. "Come on down here and kiss me some more, honey."
As his cock sank deeper into her slimy fuckhole, she could feel its massive size. She squirmed, rubbing her tits against the man's hairy chest. Her nipples swelled, poked at him. She was hot, and she had yet to get all that shaft in her cunt.
There was a noise outside.
She could see someone entering the truck, and she was immediately afraid. But then she recognized Pete's voice, and she became merely embarrassed.
"I was wondering if I could join you two," Pete said. "Having to watch this gorgeous doll for so long without getting my cock into her has me horny as hell. How about it, Harvey? Would you mind if she sucked me off while you fuck her?"
"Hey, I can only screw one hole at a time," he replied. "Go ahead. It's fine with me."
Crystal was less eager. "Um, I've never-sucked a guy off before. Not all the way."
"Oh, honey," Pete sighed. "You haven't?"
"No. And I've never been with two men at the same time, either. Um, I guess that makes me-what?"
"Adorable," Pete answered. "Just open your mouth, baby, and suck. Remember this morning, how we fucked? This will be even wilder, get you hotter. Don't you want Harvey to know how turned on you can get?"
"Yeah, honey," Harvey urged. "Show me what a wildcat you can be."
Although she was uncertain about what was happening, she was horny enough to try almost anything. She nodded, then realized that neither man could see what she was doing.
"I'll go along with your idea," she said, her face feeling hot again. "Only, I am a little nervous."
"Just open your mouth, honey," Pete told her. "Everything will come naturally after that."
"Okay." Then she thought of something else. "What if we get customers?"
"We'll hear if anyone drives up. Now get busy with our cocks."
With that huge prick almost fully imbedded in her pussyhole, Crystal couldn't refuse. She leaned toward Pete and shoved her long hair out of the way. When she felt his cockhead seeking her lips, she positioned her lips over his cock-knob and let him push his prickmeat inside.
"That's it!" Pete muttered. "Suck me! Don't forget about Harvey, either. Give his cock a good fucking, baby. He's a good friend of mine."
The taste of his prick had made her forget that she had another man needing her attention, as well. Carefully easing herself all the way down on Harvey's prick, Crystal let out a low groan. Her cunt-cream had his cock already well lubricated, so that even though her pussy felt bloated with prickmeat, there wasn't the added discomfort of dryness to contend with. She squirmed around on that fat shaft, letting her cunt get used to its size.
She began to fuck Harvey, to move her cunt up and down on his prick. As she moved, she sucked Pete's large cock, taking ihe knob to her throat, rolling her tongue around the firm head. Somehow, having Pete's prick between her lips made her more anxious to have the other man's shaft in her pussy. The way it tasted, fucked at her face, was causing her to quiver with excitement. She wished she could see more of them than their shadowy outlines.
Yet she wasn't missing any of the best parts. The more she screwed Harvey, the more her lust was growing. His cock slammed into her fuckhole, the sensations expanding as she felt him pushing up at her.
Pete was holding her head, feeding her sucking mouth more of his delicious prick. The two men were slowly building her passions, making her want more.
"Fuck me!" she purred. "Both of you. In my cunt and in my mouth. God, just go ahead and screw me!"
Harvey gripped her asscheeks and shoved his prick upward.
At the same moment, Pete clutched her head and drove his cock into her throat.
Crystal was ready to be fucked, rammed. She grabbed Pete's ass, which was still wrapped in his jeans, and tried to pull more of his cock into her mouth as she ground her pussy down to meet yet another thrust from Harvey.
The three settled into a frantic rhythm, with the redhead being buffeted between the men. It was a totally new experience for her, and she was reveling in it. Two men with big cocks. Damn, was her luck ever improving!
She could feel an orgasm building. She worked her lips and tongue more avidly on Pete's cock, and kept screwing Harvey as well as she could.
Her efforts weren't wasted on either man. They were muttering, grunting, their hands stroking and feeling her naked flesh. They were pulling at her, tugging on her head, her ass, even her bobbing tits. They were as turned on as she was, which made her even more eager to cum.
When it happened, she squealed, clawing at Pete's jeans to drag him closer.
Clamping down on Harvey's prick with her spasming cunthole, Crystal gave Pete's cock an even more lustful sucking. Her pussy was so sloppy with her juices that she could hear herself getting fucked. She could smell it, too, an odor that was stifling in the confining space.
Her lovers were becoming more active, mumbling things to her that she didn't quite catch. She could only hear some of the words, and those were so obscene that they made her tremble with need. She loved for a guy to talk dirty to her, to tell her how much he wanted to fuck her. And these two men had a vocabulary that sent her imagination soaring.
With a muffled scream, she came again.
Driving her ass up and down, she continued to fuck Harvey's prick. She was moving in response to her inner need, trying to fulfill desires that she hadn't realized she had. She found that she wanted to suck Pete off, to taste his spunk. She wanted to be with both men, to have their cocks plunging into any of her holes.
There was sweat on her forehead, between her tits. She could feel it on Harvey's thighs, smell it on all three of them. Her ecstasy was growing, the more the action intensified. She was gasping for air around Pete's cock, grunting, squealing for yet another orgasm. She moved in abandon, fucking, sucking, not wanting anything to be denied to her. Not now. Not when she was experiencing the most thrilling screw of her life.
She shrieked as she climaxed wildly.
"Keep sucking, bitch!" Pete growled. "Swallow my cock! Yeah! Take it all!"
"Move that ass!" Harvey ordered. "I want all of that cunt! Fuck, baby, fuck!"
There was an odd taste in her mouth, something she couldn't define but that aroused her greatly. While she struggled to give both men what they wanted and what she wanted, she tried to figure out what the flavor might be.
Pete shoved his cock to her throat and held it there. "Take this, honey! Drink it!"
She didn't know what he meant until she felt the globs of jism spew from his prick. Gagging, she gulped it down, knowing without being told that he had just cum in her mouth.
"Oh, shit!" Harvey grumbled. "Her pussy's just too good!"
As he shot off inside her, she gurgled out a scream, cumming with him. She was almost strangling on Pete's thick juice, but she didn't care. She had brought both men off, had given them what they had asked for, and she had climaxed several times herself. They had to be as satisfied as she was.
"Did I do all right for both of you?" she murmured softly. "I mean, I think you liked it, but-did you?"
Both of the men chuckled.
"Hell, that's a strange question to ask, honey," Harvey said. "Yeah. I liked it. More than anything I've had in recent memory."
"And I thought you did a great job with my cock," Pete told her. "If you hadn't told me you hadn't sucked a guy off before, I never would have known."
Their praise made her sigh. "Good. Not having been with two guys before, I wanted to make sure."
v "You were fantastic," Pete said. "Now let's get dressed and go back inside. Harvey, will you be staying around until morning?"
"No, dammit," he complained. "I've gotta get this load on in. Had a problem with my brakes yesterday, and it put me behind. Now I'm trying to catch up."
"Take it easy, then," Pete replied. "Come on, honey. We could get another customer at any time."
Crystal managed to find her clothes in the darkness and put them on. As she moved to follow Pete from the rig, Harvey reached for her.
"Hey, I'll be back," he muttered. "When I do, I'll want to get together with you again. Okay?"
In reply, she kissed him, giving him a tight hug. Then she scooted out to find Pete waiting to help her down. With his arm around her, he led her into the truck stop.
When they were inside, she turned to put her arms around his neck. "Harvey wants to fuck me again sometime. But, you know, I don't think I'd enjoy it nearly as much without you there, too."
"We could arrange that," he promised. Then he grinned. "You like being with me, huh?"
"I wouldn't have gone with him, if you hadn't said it was okay. And when you showed up, well, it made things a lot better."
. "I still have that surprise for you later," he mumbled. "Do you like to have me teaching you things?"
"Mmmmm, yes," she whispered seductively. "But I don't know what else you could show me. God, fucking two men at once! Sucking you off while Harvey screwed my pussy! That had to be about as special as anything could get."
He chuckled. "Well, maybe. You'll just have to wait and see, won't you?"
She could hear Harvey's rig pulling out as she nodded. Yes, she would wait. Not patiently, no. But for Pete, she would do just about anything.
Chapter Three
There weren't many customers until it started getting daylight. Crystal hadn't minded the slow pace. Whenever the cafe was empty, she and Pete talked. Mostly about sex, which was fine with her. His hints and teasing smiles made her get hornier and hornier. And when Grace and Suzie showed up to start their shifts, she couldn't wait to get Pete alone so that he could show her what he had wanted to do with her. Once they were inside the trailer, though, she felt somewhat bashful. Pete seemed to know so much more about fucking than she did that it made her feel almost innocent.
"You're blushing," he accused with a grin. "What's the matter? Chicken?"
"No," she answered honestly. "I just-wish I wasn't so, well, you know. Stupid."
"You aren't, babe. A little innocent, maybe, but that just makes you more gorgeous."
She smiled, her green eyes twinkling. "You do know the right thing to say, don't you?
Damn, I'm glad I asked for that job. You're one stud I wouldn't have wanted to miss."
"Speaking of our mutual desires, let's go get a quick shower. Together."
A tingle raced through her and tickled her cunt. Eagerly, she followed him to the bathroom, stripping as soon as they had stepped inside the door. He was just as eager to bare himself, and he was out of his clothes only seconds behind her.
Taking her hand, he led her into the shower.
"Is this part of the surprise?" she asked.
"In a way. Just wait, doll. You'll find out."
Then he was turning on the water and grabbing the soap. She knew that something terrific was going to happen, but she had no idea what.
There was a gleam in his eyes as he started soaping her tits, and she just stood still, wondering what she should be doing. Pete wasn't offering any suggestions, so she figured that she was just expected to stand there and let him have his fun. When his fingers rubbed against her nipples, though, she groaned aloud and reached out to stroke his wet body. She had never felt anything so sensuous and sweet.
His hands began to wander downward, toward her pussy, and she spread her legs to welcome him. Then one of his hands went around her, to her asscheeks. As he stared into taer eyes, he began to gently wash her cunt and ��kale.
Shivers raced through her. He was being so careful, using soft strokes to heighten her desire. She had never liked it when a man had played around with her ass, but it was different with Pete. He wasn't being rough with her, making demands on her.
"You wash me, too/' he murmured. "My cock and balls. Get them good and clean."
She found the soap and made a lather between her hands. Then she caught hold of his shaft and balls and started rubbing them. She was as gentle with him as he was being with her.
His prick was hard, ready. She didn't want to make him cum just yet, not when it seemed that he wasn't ready for the real action to start. So she would keep washing his heavy cock and balls, and wait for his aext signal.
"Now we rinse off. You first."
He helped her turn under the spray. The shower sprayed her all over, ridding her of the slick suds. When he made her bend over, allowing the water to sting against her asshole and cunt, she shuddered. It was uncomfortable, but it felt good, too. She wished she could stay there for a while, to get really turned on.
But Pete was helping her straighten up, then he let the water pelt his cock and balls. She could see from his expression that he liked the feel of the spray, too. Could he cum that way? With just the water caressing his cockshaft? She wasn't certain, but thought that he might. It had certainly seemed arousing to her.
"Next, we dry off. After that, the good stuff starts."
The promise of some hot fucking made it easier for her to leave the shower.
They toweled each other dry, grinning and giving each other playful pats and squeezes. There was no mischief involved, no promises being made that wouldn't be kept.
Crystal's hair was still damp when Pete led her to his bed.
"You ever sixty-nine, honey?" he asked.
She was confused. "What's that?"
He chuckled. "Never mind. I forgot that I was the first guy to lick your cunt. Let me lay down, then you straddle me. With your pussy over my face."
"Oh!" she gasped, beginning to catch on. "And while you do that, I suck your cock. Is that it?"
"Exactly."
"Mmmmm, I can hardly wait!"
Almost before he was settled, she was climbing over him, recalling very well how he had licked her cunt. No wonder he had wanted to shower first. She hadn't cleaned up since she and Harvey had fucked. She couldn't blame him for not wanting to put his mouth on her pussy until it was clean.
Then his tongue met her cunt, and she immediately lowered her head to lick his prick. Her pussy was starting to drool, just with his first tentative lick.
"Yeah," he said. "Lick it all over, honey. My balls, too."
His lustful command caused her to squirm. Crystal had never licked a man's balls before. But she didn't want him to know that. He probably already thought her awfully naive. So she just let her tongue glide down his big cockshaft until she reached his hairy sac, then she kept on licking.
She was intrigued by the way his balls felt, all that bristling hair and rough skin. Yet as she licked his balls, the skin began" to tighten.
"Is this okay?" she murmured. "I mean, well-" "It's fine, baby," he assured her. "You can suck on them, too, like you do my cock. Just be real gentle."
With a sigh, she began mouthing his balls.
Her pussy was dripping, right into his mouth. She could almost feel him catching her droplets of cream, lapping them up one by one. What she could feel most were his lips and tongue nibbling at her cunt, tickling her clit. Those feather-light touches made her want to please him even more. So she carefully drew one of his balls into her mouth and caressed it with her tongue.
His groan delighted her. She was doing it right. Again she licked him, putting gentle suction on his ball. His response was to thrust his tongue up her cunt-hole and fuck her with it, which made her cum in a matter of seconds.
Shrieking, she let go of his ball and got her mouth around his cockhead, wanting to show him just how good he was making her feel. Slurping, sucking, she pulled his cock to her throat, then let it slide back out.
Pete was playing with her clit, chewing on it. She was climaxing again, grinding her cunt down onto his delightful mouth.
The girl released his prick and slid her tongue all over it, from the bulbous knob to his heavy balls. She licked those, too, since she knew how much he liked it. She nibbled on his balls, biting them with her lips. She was becoming lost in her passion.
"Put my cock back in your mouth!" he said thickly. "I want to give you some juice!"
While she was sorry that it would be ending so quick, she did as he requested. She was getting turned on, ready to be cunt-licked for as long as possible. But if he was ready to cum, that was all right. JShe liked the taste of his juice, and he had already made her cum a few times. It just seemed a shame that it couldn't last longer.
Almost as soon as she got his prick into her mouth, he came. His salty spunk was as exciting as it had been before, and she swallowed it without any problem. The first time, it had surprised her, with so much juice coming out. But now that she was prepared for it, she knew what to do.
"Oh, yeah!" he groaned. "That's it! Drink it all! And when you're done, keep licking my cock and balls! Carefully, because I'm gonna be tender!"
Pete was still tonguing her cunt-slit, even though he wasn't very enthused about it anymore.
She kept licking him, tasting him.
As she started licking his limp cockshaft, his tongue began to wander. He was kissing her inner thighs, the fleshy curves of her buttocks.
Her breathing quickened. She didn't know what he had in mind, but it was bound to feel fantastic.
Then his tongue flicked across her asshole and she stiffened. Was that an accident?
It happened again.
"Lover, what are you doing?" she asked nervously. "Getting you ready," he mumbled.
"For what?"
He chuckled. "The rest of my surprise for you."
"Pete, I-I don't think I like this."
"Just trust me, babe. You're the sweetest, sexiest girl I've ever met. The last thing I'd want to do is run you off."
She believed him, even though she was worried. He was licking her asshole again, his tongue prodding at it. She shivered. It was as good as it was scary.
As they kept using their mouths on each other, she noticed that his prick was starting to rise again. Moaning her pleasure at her discovery, she took the stiffening shaft into her mouth and began to give it an urgent sucking. She knew that once he was hard, he would fuck her. And, God, did she ever need to get fucked!
When his tongue pressed into her anal ring, stretching her sphincter, she tensed and yelped.
Trying to pull free of his suddenly firm hold, she pleaded with him.
"That hurts! Please, I don't like it!"
"You will," he promised. "Put my cock back in your mouth."
He resumed exploring her asshole with his tongue, and she kept squirming. She was amazed at how strong he was, able to hold her captive while he tongue-fucked her ass. Even more amazing was the fact that what he was doing was starting to feel strangely arousing.
She sucked his cock back into her mouth, moaning as she flexed her asscheeks.
But when he suddenly replaced his tongue with a finger, the sensation wasn't as nice. Again she tried to protest, but it was no use.
With his free hand, be held her head down on his prick, not letting her voice an objection. And then she felt his tongue back on her clit, and the sensation was so pleasing and tempting that she forgot what she was upset about.
Just as she was getting used to what was going on, Pete shoved another finger into her asshole. Once more she twisted around and tried to complain, but he was still keeping his prick securely lodged between her lips.
Whining, she tried to get through to him that she wasn't enjoying this game. The only response she got was more licking on her clit and another finger up her shitter.
Crystal wanted to cry. That really hurt. Why did he have to pull and tug on her asshole that way?
Yet the more those fingers worked in her ass, the less painful was the stretching. The stinging sensation was going away, no doubt due in large part to the way he was tingling her clit. He had her ready to cum.
Without warning, he removed his fingers from her asshole and pushed her off his cock.
While she was gasping in wonder, he got out from under her and knelt behind her widespread legs. Before she could figure out what the hell was happening, his cockhead, wet with spit, plunged past her anal ring and into her shitter.
"No!" she screamed in misery. "No, don't do that to me!"
"Easy," he grunted. "Relax your butt. I know it hurts some, but it won't last long. Let me get my prick in you, and I'll help you take your mind off it."
With each shove, Crystal shrieked anew. What was happening to her was sheer torture, and she couldn't comprehend why Pete wanted to hurt her that way. She was struggling and try- ing to pull away, but he held her too tightly. All she could do was scream and pray that the ass-fucking wouldn't last too long.
"Now. There. It's in. Stop hollering, baby. I promised I'd help you out. How about if I frig you, huh? Yeah, that'll make you settle down. Watch how it works."
She felt him find her slit, and he slid his fingers against her cunt. He wasn't moving his cock any at all, just letting it rest inside her shitter while he toyed with her clit. Despite how she was aching, she was still hot to cum.
Damn, he was going to make her climax while he fucked her shitter! It was too horrible to think about.
His fingers were too enticing, making her remember how his tongue had gotten her so hot. There was nothing she could do but respond to him.
"Aaaarrggghhh!" she yelled in release.
"Now, baby, we fuck!" Pete gasped.
She gritted her teeth against the pain that she had been expecting. To her shock, as well as her relief, it wasn't nearly as bad as she had anticipated. Her shitter stung, but there was something else along with it. Something- exotic. Or was it the way that Pete was fingering her, urging her clit into hardness again, making her ignore the pain.
"It gets better," Pete sighed. "Much better. You just wait, honey. You'll be begging for more cock, and it won't be long before you do."
To her chagrin, Crystal realized that he wasn't lying. Each fuck-stroke he made was getting better, less agonizing. Her hips were twisting around, and those moving, taunting fingers were sliding all around in her cuntmeat, not letting her think of anything but how good it would be to have another wrenching orgasm.
"Ohhh, God!" she groaned. "Damn you, what are you doing to me! This is going to kill me! I know it is! I can't-I don't-ohhhh- ohhhhh-aaaaiieeee!'' "I'm fucking your ass! And whether you know it or not, you just asked me to really give you my prick!"
Before she could brace herself, he was pounding into her shitter.
Shrieking, she flung her head back, her red hair flying. There was pressure, and a throbbing sensation in her asshole. Whatever it felt like, she knew that it was becoming wonderful, excitingly so, a sensation she might want to experience again.
She found that she was pushing back to meet his fuck-thrusts, even though she was continuing to twist her asscheeks around to relieve the aching senstion. She couldn't understand it, couldn't make herself believe that having a huge prick up her shitter could feel so damned glorious.
Each stroke was adding to her enjoyment. Her cries were those of a girl eager to screw, not the screams of pain she had uttered before. She was getting fucked in the ass, and she was loving it!
"Yeah," Pete mumbled. "Yeah! Twist around! Shit, does that feel great. I knew you'd turn on to this, baby. A bitch like you always likes a cock up her ass. As soon as I saw that cute butt of yours, I knew I'd have to fuck it. Won't be the last time, either. You can bet on it," Crystal was too busy enjoying herself to do anything else. The more Pete fucked her ass, the more she wanted it. And his fingers! God, he was driving her insane, the way he was pulling at her clit!
She was having an orgasm every few seconds, small ones, little explosions of rapture. She could sense that they were building, intensifying.
The bed was shaking, creaking. Her tits were jiggling, while she strained for more cock.
Pete was grunting.
While everything swirled around her, Crystal concentrated on fucking the man, getting ass-reamed.
Again and again, she shrieked in delight.
Pete was still frigging her clit, keeping her cunt heated up. There was no longer any pain at all, only beautiful splendor. The fat shaft of his cock was ramming her, pleasing her, and she hoped that she would fuck him good enough that he would want to ass-fuck her again, just as he had promised.
"Don't know how long I can keep this up," he grumbled. "That's why I had you suck me off. Knew that once I got in your ass, I'd have trouble holding back. Damn, and you do have a sweet butt! Freckles and all! Wouldn't trade it for any other, I guarantee."
His praise had her orgasming once more. He was horny for her, eager to fuck her asshole.
Growling, Crystal moved, taking his cock to the balls with each shove he gave her. Before she got through with him, he would know that he had fucked a girl who could take his big prick up her ass.
It startled her when she felt his cockmeat begin to jerk inside her shitter, then spit out its heavy juice. The sensation was electric, like touching a live wire, and she shrieked in lustful need along with his own moaning cry.
When it was obvious that he was finished with her, she didn't know whether to be pleased or disappointed.
He pulled his deflating prick from her snug asshole, causing her to groan. It had been a unique experience, something totally without equal.
"Well?" they both asked at the same time.
They shared a laugh as she turned over to look up at him.
He lay down beside her, obviously as content as she was. "You wait tables almost as good as you fuck."
"Do I fuck good enough, though? Good enough that you might want me to-stick around?"
"Honey, I'd like for you to stay with me," he answered simply. "Even if you don't work for me. Is that clear enough?"
"Mmmmm, perfectly!"
She curled up next to him, enjoying the feel of his arms around her. She recalled what they had done together, and with Harvey. She realized that Pete wouldn't be able to teach her very much more about fucking, but she was more than ready to find out just how much he could show her.
Chapter Four
After all the screwing she had gotten, Crystal slept well until Pete woke her. They grinned at each other knowingly, each still feeling good about their recent fucks.
"You make me want to screw you right now, you know that?" Pete said. "All that red hair and pretty green eyes. Damn, and those freckles. I hadn't thought that freckles were sexy, but on you, they're dynamite!"
"Maybe that's just because you like to screw me," she replied. "I hadn't cared too much for blond guys before, until I met you. I guess it has more to do with, oh, how you look at me."
"And how do I look at you?"
"Like you'd never stop fucking me, if you could keep your cock hard."
He grinned. "I would, babe. But, you know, you look at me the same way."
Her face became as red as her hair. "Oh, uh, I didn't know it-was that obvious."
"Hey! I like it!"
They shared a tongue-teasing kiss, then they got up. As they had done the previous evening, they cleaned up, dressed, and went to the truck stop.
The flow of customers was almost the same as it had been the night before. There were quite a few until around ten, then only one every so often. The men would look at her, and she would be nice to them, but that was as far as it went. As far as she was concerned, her mouth, cunt and asshole belonged to Pete.
It was around midnight when they had another customer who was a tall, powerfully built man with black hair and brilliantly blue eyes.
Crystal found herself drawn to him immediately, even though she tried to hide it.
"Cheeseburger," he said, his voice sounding deep and mellow. "Onion rings, too. And a Coke."
She wrote it down, then gave the order to Pete. He paused when she handed him the order.
"Something wrong?" he asked quietly.
"No," she hedged. "Not exactly. Not-wrong, that is."
He began to smile. "Uh-huh. Is he good looking?"
"Dammit, how can you tell?" she whispered.
"Because you look hungry, baby. Hungry for cock."
"Okay. He is handsome. But I'm not going to encourage him."
He nodded and started the order. Then he came out of the kitchen and saw the man who had interested her.
"Jeremy!" he greeted with a chuckle. "I should have known."
"Known what?"
"You're the only guy I know who can make a girl horny in ten seconds flat."
"Pete!" Crystal hissed, her embarrassment growing.
"Well, she's set a new record with me, too," Jeremy replied. "Why don't you come over here, honey, and talk to me?"
She looked up at Pete, feeling trapped. She wanted to get to know the dark-haired man. Hell, she wanted to fuck him right in the middle of the cafe. But she felt that she and Pete had some kind of bond growing between them, and she wouldn't want to do anything to weaken it.
"It's okay," Pete assured her. "He's a friend of mine. Just like Harvey is. Go ahead and talk to him."
Smiling her gratitude, Crystal turned and went over to sit down next to Jeremy. But instead of talking, he pulled her from her chair and into his lap, then he began kissing her.
Although his actions were unexpected, Crystal found herself responding. As she moved her ass in his lap, she could feel the bulge in his pants. A big, fat bulge.
Moaning, she stroked her tongue into his mouth, winding her fingers into his hair.
"You are a hot bitch," he muttered. "Hot and willing, aren't you? How about it, doll? After I eat, why don't you and I go out to my truck? I've got a bed that gets awful lonesome."
"Sure," she agreed immediately. "It sounds like fun."
They went back to their tonguing kisses, stopping only when Pete brought out Jeremy's food.
Crystal went back into the kitchen without comment, but she had noticed an amused look in Pete's eyes. She wondered if he would interrupt them as he had with Harvey, and she found herself hoping he would.
After Jeremy ate and paid for the meal, he took her hand and led her out to his truck. As soon as they were inside, he began undressing her, his hands becoming restless as he bared her. She felt a delicious anticipation.
"Hell, you feel so good," he mumbled. "Smell good, too. Tell me something, honey. Are you and Pete fucking?"
"Of course. I'm staying with him."
"Shit. I don't suppose you'd want to go on the road with me, just for a while?"
"Let's just fuck for now. And maybe whenever you come by, we can screw again. Okay?"
"Well, that isn't what I really want, but, okay. Come on into my bed, and let me taste you."
"You mean, sixty-nine?" she asked softly.
"Yeah, I'd love to have my cock in your mouth."
But when he had her on the mattress, he didn't just climb up over her. Instead, he stripped off his clothes, then began to lick his way from her neck to her tits. His mouth did wonderfully naughty things to her nipples, teasing them and acting as though he would bite her. But he soon tired of that and let his tongue trail down toward her cunt, giving her thrills as he left a wet path to mark where he had been.
As his tongue began to part her cuntlips, he straddled her head. The odor of his manly cock and balls made her reach up for his cock and stuff it into her mouth. He had a large prick, not quite as huge as Pete's, but every bit as enticing.
His tongue was pleasing, too. It knew just where to probe, how to tickle her clit, what parts of her cunt were the most sensitive. He was making her squirm, her pussy ooze, yet still she was listening for Pete, to catch the first sound of his approach. Somehow, just knowing that Pete was aware of what was going on, that he could show up at any moment, was getting her horny as hell.
His swirling tongue was sliding around, buffeting her clit, fucking her pussy-hole. Never in one area longer than a moment, it felt as if he was licking her everywhere at once, and doing a damned fine job of it.
Then Crystal began to cum, her cry blocked by the man's prick, and she almost didn't care if Pete showed up, just so long as it kept feeling so good.
Caressing his ass, she pulled at him, shoving her cunt against his mouth. That was so thrilling, so sexy. It made her become wilder, her lust growing by the second. With his tongue in her pussy, and his hard cock in her mouth, there was nothing that she was lacking.
Or so she thought until she heard the door open. Then her eagerness to have Pete with her again washed over her, made more intense by the orgasm that Jeremy was giving her.
"Hey," Pete said, "you've got room for one more in there. Her ass is fantastic, Jeremy."
"So's her pussy," Jeremy gasped.
"I meant, she can really take a cock up her butt," Pete went on. "How would you like to screw it, while I fuck her cunt?"
Jeremy paused, then eased a finger up her shitter. After a moment, he added another one, causing Crystal to whine. That stinging sensation was starting again, and she couldn't help protesting.
"Hell, she does feel good and tight there," Jeremy said. "Are you sure she's been screwed there before?"
"I've done it myself," Pete replied. "So?
Want to try it? I've just got to get my own cock in her, and it doesn't matter to me where I put it."
"You could fuck her pussy while I screw her butt, and she wouldn't fuss?"
"I'd love it," Crystal gasped. "Just do something! Don't get me this hot and leave me alone!"
"Then let me stretch you some," Jeremy said. "It'll only take a minute. Then the three of us are gonna really fuck."
She endured his prodding, stroking his large cock while she looked at Pete. She could vaguely make out that he was taking off his jeans. God, a prick in her cunt and another one up her asshole! She could hardly wait to find out what that would feel like.
But when Jeremy shoved a third finger up her ass, she shrieked, the pain sudden and sharp. She was about to squirm away when the burning slackened off. She remembered how it had hurt when Pete had fucked her ass. But Jeremy's cock wasn't quite as stout, wouldn't be as much to take. And, even more important, she knew that however much it stung, it would soon turn out to be something great.
"I think she's ready now," Jeremy mumbled. "You ready for her cunt?"
"My cock's always ready for her," Pete admitted. "Honey, let me lay down under you, okay?"
The three of them moved around until she was on top of Pete and Jeremy was coming up behind her.
Pete's cock felt magnificent as it slipped all the way into her pussyhole. As it filled her cunt, she leaned close to him and kissed his tender lips. His arms closed around her, holding him to her. She almost wished that the two of them were alone, so that they could enjoy a private fuck.
Then Jeremy began to press his prickhead against her cringing shitter. She squealed. Pete held her there, not letting her squirm. Yet she couldn't help flinging her asscheeks around, her shitter was hurting too much.
"Shit, are you sure she's been fucked in the butt before?" Jeremy asked. "I could swear she's cherry."
"I broke her in this morning," Pete explained. "Just keep going. She'll turn on to it once you start screwing her."
Pete resumed kissing her, feeding her his tongue while he held her against his chest.
Her ass was still moving from side to side as though she was in extreme torment. Actually, it wasn't quite as brutal for her as it had been when Pete had screwed her shitter, because Jeremy's prick wasn't as huge.
In a few strokes, Jeremy's cock felt less painful for her. After a few more fuck-strokes, it started feeling nice, the way it had when Pete had fucked her shitter.
Moaning, she licked at Pete's mouth, moving her ass in time to Jeremy's increasingly potent thrusts.
"Yeah!" Jeremy grunted. "That's more like it! Shake that ass, babe! Shit, does that feel fine on my cock!"
Pete was beginning to fuck her, too. She couldn't believe the sensations she was feeling. The two pricks were settling into a rhythm, pressing in, pulling out, making her grow more lustful for the screw to continue.
It seemed that she was getting twice the satisfaction from the screw, more delight than she could handle.
"Oh, God!" she gasped. "Ohhh, lovers! More! Fuck me harder! Can you? Can you screw me harder?"
"We sure as hell can!" Jeremy promised. "Just wait, honey! You're gonna get fucked in two!" The lustful threat was followed by an increase in the man's pile-driving strokes. His prick rammed into her ass, forcing her to fuck Pete's cock harder.
She wanted the two men to possess her, to make her throb for them. Having never experienced anything other than ordinary fucks in the past, she was overpowered by the experience of getting screwed in her pussy and asshole at the same time.
Pete was trying to bulldoze his giant prick into her cunt while his friend gave her shitter every inch of his cock. The enthralled girl was moving with them, eager in her actions, willing to let them rip her holes open with their cocks. Now that Jeremy's prick was feeling so wonderful.to her, she was again feeling the need to cum, the excitement building with each fuck-stroke of his prick.
She was gasping for air, concentrating on each jarring thrust. The only tension within her was due to her own lustful needs, her desire to climax. It seemed as if it would take forever for those blissful tinglings to explode. Then, when she was gritting her teeth and ready to scream in frustration, she got what she wanted.
"Eeeeeaahhh!" she shrieked as rapture overtook her.
As she threw herself more heatedly into the screw, Pete dragged her head down and forced his tongue into her mouth. Having him kiss her so wildly made her twist all the more. Her cuntal and anal muscles were working on the men's cockshafts, trying to draw more pleasure from them, even though she wasn't even thinking of needing anything else.
It was hot inside the truck, and it was getting hotter. It surprised her how the smell of the men's bodies, such a raw odor, could heighten her ecstasy. Even the odor of her cunt juice was enticing her, adding to her pleasure. The way Jeremy was pounding away at her shitter, and the way Pete was trying to ram her cunt, everything just made her blaze inside.
"Aaaarrgghhh!" she screamed. "Don't quit! I need more! Oh, God, do I ever need your cocks!"
"You've got them," Pete said. "Shit, your juice is all over me, running down my balls. You just keep taking our cocks, honey, and you'll get everything you want."
"Yeah," Jeremy agreed. "I could fuck this asshole all night long. Or near enough that you'll know it's been screwed, babe. I can promise you that much."
Crystal didn't care what they said or promised. She was on her way to another splitting orgasm, and she could feel it already pulling at her. Straining, she twisted madly between her lovers, not wanting to cum again so quickly, yet needing to cum so badly that she was aching for it to happen.
As another orgasm consumed her, making her writhe and cry out in wonder, she pressed her mouth to Pete's and gave him her tongue to suck on. Her kiss was returned, made more intense by the way the two men were screwing her. She could taste the sweat on her lover's mouth, could feel Pete's urgency. Both the men were making growling noises, sounds that showed how anxious they were to cum. Not yet, she pleaded to herself. She didn't want them to cum, not until she had had even more from them.
Knowing that the fuck wouldn't last too much longer, Crystal threw herself more avidly into the screw. Her body strained, wanting more of their pricks, offering her fuck-holes to them in an open display of longing. If they were going to shoot off, she wanted it to happen while she was cumming, too.
"Damn, what a fucking asshole!" Jeremy groaned. "She's really working it, Pete! Was she this good for you?"
"Better," Pete answered. "She's got the finest butt I've ever screwed. Best fucking bitch I've ever met."
After that compliment, he was kissing her again, holding her to him. She shivered as she kept fucking them, sensing that she and her lovers were about to erupt together. Just a few fuck-strokes later, she dissolved into a writhing mass of passion.
"Aaaiiiieeee!" she wailed ecstatically.
Before her delight could fade, her two lovers were filling her fuckholes with their jism, the double sensation of being bombarded with spunk sending her spiraling into another orgasm. Shrieking, Crystal shook her head, her long red hair striking their faces. She couldn't help her wild response, couldn't control herself. They had fucked her too well for her not to go berserk over their twitching, squirting cocks.
As all three of them settled down, she bent to kiss Pete's mouth once more. He held her, stroked her back, while Jeremy pulled his flaccid prick from her shitter. But Pete's prick was still lodged in her pussyhole, even though it was shrinking. That was the part she hated, the feel of a glorious hard-on going soft.
"Hey, you two," Jeremy said. "I need to get rolling. Get dressed and beat it. And, Pete. You're one damned lucky guy."
Pete chuckled. "Yeah. I sure am."
They found their clothes, put them on, then said good-bye to Jeremy.
As Crystal and Pete walked back toward the cafe, she put her arm around his waist and smiled up at him.
"He asked me to go with him," she admitted softly.
"He did? So why didn't you go?"
She hugged him with one arm. "Because of you, lover."
"I'm not as handsome as he is," Pete argued.
"I wouldn't have been happy without you. Besides, he can fuck me when he comes by. If it's all right with you, that is."
He stopped and pulled her into his embrace. He was smiling, but it was an unusual kind of smile. He almost looked like she had given him a present.
"Honey, as long as you want to stay with me, sleep with me, I don't give a damn how many guys you screw. Only, I hope you check with me first. There are some men who come around here who might not be good to you. Understand?" She nodded and gave him a long kiss.
Chapter Five
By the time they could leave the truck stop and go to the trailer, both Crystal and Pete had teased each other into getting horny again. The girl was finding that her lover liked for her to make playful grabs at his ass and cock, just as he liked for her to squeal when he caught hold of her ass or tits. They would then grin and exchange ideas for their next fuck, threatening each other with all sorts of tempting ideas.
"So what are we going to do?" the redhead asked as they entered the trailer.
"Oh, something. Why don't we strip, then see where we can go from there?"
"No, really," Crystal insisted. "What are we going to do? I want to know, so I can decide how horny I need to get."
"Hey, you won't have to try to get hot. You'll be burning before we even get started good."
"Then tell me what we're going to do."
"First, a shower. Not quite like yesterday.
Then, well, we can wait until after we've cleaned up for more details."
Crystal was shaking her head at him, but her green eyes were sparkling. Pete was being naughty, but in a lovable way. So she followed him to the bathroom and stripped, enticing him with her movements.
"You red-headed witch," he teased. "You just wait until I get you in the shower. You're gonna regret teasing me that way."
"Mmmmm, I hope so," she purred.
Once he had undressed, he dragged her into the shower with him. He got the water going, then took up the soap. She was expecting him to wash her, as he had done before. Instead, he began washing his prick and balls.
While she was puzzled by his actions, she decided that this was part of his plan. It was rather arousing, watching him fondle his own shaft.
Moaning, she started rubbing the soap over her tits, more to make her nipples stand out than to clean them. When he started gazing at her tits in obvious hunger, she moved the soap down, right into her steamy cunt-slit.
Leaning back against the wall so that she could give him a better view of what she was doing, Crystal rubbed the soap against her cunt.
Pete's cock was starting to rise, swell, indicating that he enjoyed what she was doing. She handed the bar of soap back to him, then let her fingers work the foam around, her asscheeks flexing as her frigging started to feel good.
Pete had stopped washing his cock and was just standing there, his eyes dark with desire.
She was giving him a teasing smile, challenging him, as she continued to finger her cunt. The shower spray felt warm, embracing.
Pete's cock was rising, wet and bobbing, thoroughly rinsed and ready for her cunt or ass.
Or mouth.
Sinking to her knees, Crystal took his prickhead between her lips and began to suck his cock. His prick was just too luscious to leave alone. She caressed his balls in one hand, while the other hand was busy keeping her pussy content. Then she pulled his cock all the way out of her mouth and licked up and down the bulky shaft.
"Don't know how you guessed," he mumbled. "But that's okay. Keep it up, baby. Bring me off with your sweet lips."
As good as his prick tasted, that would be no trouble for her at all. Not as long as she kept frigging her cunt, giving herself as much pleasure as she could. She enjoyed sucking on his cock. That big, fat prick filled her mouth so well, was so velvety against her tongue. Slime dripped from her cunthole, she was getting so turned on.
The shower spray was beating down on her face, her tits, adding something erotic to the action. Pete was holding her head, his ass flexing as he gave her more of his shaft. Her fingers were slipping all over her oozing cunt-slit, feeling her cuntlips, tickling her excited clit. She wanted to cum for him, let him know that he was making her horny.
"Yeah, play with your cunt!" he urged. "You shouldn't get left out of this, honey. After you've sucked me off, I'll show you how much I like your mouth on my prick."
His promise made her tingle with expectation. If she made him cum, then the only thing he could use on her pussy would be his mouth. And could he ever eat pussy!
Her lips and tongue began to voraciously attack his prickmeat, while her fingers poked into her fuck-hole. Her lovely body was shuddering, she was getting so hot. And when she touched her clit, she came.
"Nnnnnhhh" "Do it, babe!" he growled. "Cum for me! Suck my damned cock down your throat and cum!"
She was trying to swallow his cock, her excitement growing as she continued to frig her pussyHps. It was thrilling to be sucking him off, to be teasing her cuntmeat, while the shower made both their bodies wet. The water splattered her sharply. Her nipples were being stung almost to the point of pain, but that merely whetted her appetite for her lover's jizz. Her mouth was sucking strongly, and Pete was literally fucking her face with his large cock. He held her head while he shoved his prick repeatedly between her lips. At the same time, her fingers were working in her cunt, keeping the urgency alive, bringing another orgasm on, adding even more enticement to the sexy fun. Then she felt the first spurt of his cream strike her throat. She began to climax, too.
Sucking greedily so sfee wouldn't miss one drop of his jizz, Crystal gurgled as she swallowed and whimpered in orgasmic delight. Pete was groaning, making certain that she didn't let go of his cock until he had given her the last bit of his spunk. It was only when his prick began to shrink that he let go of her head and helped her to stand.
"Now it's my turn," he said. "Lean back against the wall, honey. I feel like giving your cunt a good going-over."
As she obeyed, he pushed her legs farther apart and knelt in front of her. Then his tongue found her delicate cunt-slit and he licked her from her clit to her cunt-hole.
Back and forth his tongue moved, creating new shudders of lust within her. She stroked his wet head and shoulders, arching her back as she bent her knees to squat closer to his wonderful mouth. He was doing so much more to her than her fingers ever could, making her feel so special and wanted.
"Eeeeaahhhh!" she shrieked blissfully. "Yes! Oh, hell, yes! Eat my cunt, you sexy bastard! Give me every damned thing you've got!"
Pete seemed more than willing to do just that. He was holding her cuntlips apart with his thumbs, exposing her pussy to his tongue as much as he could. Gently, he would suck on her fuck button, then he would lick his way to her cunthole and plunge it into her as though it were a cock. He kept repeating that tactic, over and over, until she was shaking her head in lustful need. Her short, shrill cries echoed the miniature explosions within her, telling her lover that he was giving her a thrill that she appreciated and craved.
When Pete put his lips around her clit and sucked on it, his tongue darting across the little nub in an electrifying way, her scream wasn't long in coming.
"Nnnnnaaahhh!" she cried in abandon. "�Easy! Oh! Don't make me come so-so- aaaiiieee!"
She could tell that it would do no good to plead for mercy. Pete had her trapped against the wall, her legs quivering, too weak to struggle. As if she really wanted to get away from him, from his magnificent mouth. She just didn't know what she wanted. More of his licking, yes. More of his sucking, of course. But she didn't know how much more she could take without collapsing. And she had a strange feeling that he knew exactly what effect he was having on her.
He wasn't slacking off in his sucking of her clit. He was forcing her to climax, to cum and scream. Her head was spinning, she was so dizzy from cumming. Yet he didn't seem to care that she might be getting too much. He just kept licking her clit, making her writhe and shriek.
But when he suddenly drew back, she immediately wanted him to continue what he had been doing. As intense as her orgasm had been, she wanted more of it.
"Don't quit now!" she whimpered.
"I won't. I just want you to turn around."
When she did, she stuck her ass out at him, anticipating what he was going to do. She watched him get the soap, lathering his hands, then felt him wash the crack of her ass. He paid extra attention to her asshole, even sticking the tip of his finger inside to clean it out.
Crystal began to purr, wagging her ass at him. She was anxious for him to put his tongue there, to lick her asshole as he had done before. She tried to dig her fingers into the wall. God, he was too good to be real!
He rinsed her carefully, thoroughly. He held her asscheeks apart and let the water strike her tender shitter.
Just when she thought she could wait no longer, Pete positioned himself behind her and began to lick her asshole with sweeping, probing licks.
Crystal whined and pushed her ass out even more. She was squirming, she wanted his tongue inside her so badly.
He shoved his tongue into her shitter, past the tight sphincter, stinging her for a moment, then pleasing her so, so well. She let out a faint wail, then tried to fuck his tongue with her asshole.
"Can you get your cock up again?" she asked, groaning. "God, I need to have my ass fucked!"
"You do?" he teased.
"Yes, damn you, I do. Don't tease me now, lover! Not after you've gotten me so horny! I need something in my ass!"
"Well, I was going to suggest that, myself," he mumbled. "Because my prick is stiff again. Why don't you get on your hands and knees, honey, and we'll fuck right here."
His suggestion made her hasten to get into position.
Quickly he got behind her and forced his bulbous cock-knob into the tiny opening of her shitter.
"Oooooh, take it easy!" she yelped.
"You're okay, babe. Just relax your butt. Yeah! Like that! A little more. Okay. Now don't tighten up. Just let me slide my cock right on in."
It was difficult not to tense up, but Crystal tried. There were unpleasant sensations as he shoved his cockmeat inside her resisting asshole, stinging and stretching her shitter, making her cringe.
"That's it," he gasped. "Help me out. Just a little more to go, baby. And that's it. See? You're getting used to it. Now, why don't we see how really hot you are to get reamed? I'd like to screw your ass without frigging your pussy. Think you can take it that way?"
"I-I don't know," she answered, confused. "I want to cum, lover. How will I get off if you don't frig my cunt?"
"Well, let's just try it for a couple of minutes my way, all right? Then, if you want, I'll bring you off with my hand."
"Please, just go easy at first."
"I will, honey. I wouldn't hurt you on purpose."
She relaxed.
Slowly, he pulled back, then pushed forward. Out. In. He gradually increased the length of his strokes, made them more forceful, and Crystal found that she was angling her ass to meet his thrusts, to actually beg him for his cock.
"That's the way, babe!" he encouraged. "Don't be afraid to fuck me. It can only get better. You know that by now."
"Ohhhh, yes!" she purred. "Better and better!"
There was something wickedly wonderful going on inside her. That big shaft was boring into her shitter with as much intensity as it had rammed her cunt.
Her ass began to wriggle even more, to tease him into fucking her harder.
"Is it turning you on?"
"Oh, shit, yes!" she panted. "The shower, the fucking-it's the best!"
"Then, you don't want me to finger your cunt?"
"No, I want to feel this, really experience it.
It's like nothing I've ever had before!" "Your butt's been fucked before. Twice." "Oh, God, I know! But this-oh, just let me feel it!"
He grunted and kept fucking her asshole. Those strange sensations were intensifying, making her wonder what was happening. She was wet, naked, and being fucked in the ass by a man who could do it properly.
She could feel every hard inch of his cock as it moved in and out of her shitter. She could feel his hands on her asscheeks, holding her so that she had to take his prick. The spray pelted her naked skin, making her think that they were outside, screwing in a sudden shower. The sensations blended, expanded, and all at once exploded.
"Aaaaiiieeee!" she screeched. "Oh, God, lover! I'm cumming! I'm cumming while you fuck my ass!"
He reached around her as she writhed in rap- ture, his hands closing over her ripe tits. Then he pulled her up, so that she was kneeling in front of him, and he kept on fucking her shitter.
The position made her even more aware of how much cock was being thrust up her asshole. Pete was ramming her ass, giving it a forceful reaming. His hands were mauling her tits, making her arch back against his chest. She reached behind her, seeking his ass. Urgently, she gripped his firm asscheeks, attempting to make him fuck her all the more.
"You horny bitch!" he growled into her ear. "You want cock, huh? Up your butt? Okay. Here! Have all the cock you can stand!"
She shrieked in ecstasy as he redoubled his efforts to fuck her shitter. Her fingernails were digging into his ass, while her asshole milked his cock.
Turning her head, she managed to lick at his mouth, to taste of his lips. Her cunt-cream was still there, though faintly. The water had washed most of it away. Groaning, she played her tongue against his.
Although her asshole was throbbing, she wanted him to keep on shoving his prick into her. A little pain didn't matter, not when there was so much pleasure to be had. And was he ever pleasing her. His mouth was tormenting hers, his hands were kneading her tits, and his prick was tilling her asshole over and over without pause. "Hhhhhiinnhh!"
Then Pete began to groan, his big cock spurting its juice into her asshole. They strained together, clinging to each other as the blissful feelings began to fade. Then, when his prick slipped from her shitter, he turned her toward him and kissed her some more.
Crystal was as eager for his mouth as he seemed to be for hers. Once again her lover had showed her what glorious things he could do to her, to share with her. That only made her more certain that she had made the right choice in not going with Jeremy.
When her lover drew back, he was smiling, a tender smile that she knew was reflected on her own face.
"Hey," he said. "We need to get some sleep. First, though, I think we need another shower." "No. We just need to finish this one." She got the soap and began to wash his spent cock. Even though she knew he wouldn't be able to get it hard again for a while, she enjoyed just touching it. Silently, she handed the soap to Pete. He took it, then, with a grin, he began washing her cunt and asshole.
Chapter Sex
It was a busier night than usual. Crystal barely got to say anything at all to Pete unless it was in reference to an order.
It was after eleven before the cafe was cleared. Crystal went into the kitchen to see Pete, and she was glad when he enfolded her into his arms.
"You handled that just fine," Pete said. "Shit, a pretty doll who can fuck and work, too. I don't know how you do it."
"You're the reason I fuck so well. Speaking of such delightful things, you know what I'd like to do before we have another rush of customers? I'd like to suck you off. Right in here."
"Hey, that sounds great," he muttered.
"And you know what I'd like? To really see you frig your cunt. Up close. Think we could work something out?"
"Well, we could use that table, couldn't we? You wouldn't have to undress. Neither would I, really. Um, I just want you again."
"The table would be fine. You he down, and I'll get on top. Let's not waste any time, honey. We never know when someone will come in." She unfastened her shorts and took them off. She was glad to see his quick smile as her cunt was revealed. Returning his smile, she lay on the table, her knees up and spread.
As soon as he had unzipped his fly and pulled out his hard cock, he positioned himself over her as though they were going to sixty-nine. As she slipped her fingers into her cunt, she drew his cockhead into her mouth and began to run her tongue over it in a circular motion. At the same time, she started tickling her clit, touching herself in a way that was assured to get her excited.
"Oh, yeah," Pete mumbled. "Play with your pussy. Damn, what a sweet cunt you've got! Let me see you get good and wet, honey! Use your fingers and get really hot."
Moaning, she sucked more prickmeat into her mouth and moved her fingers more lustfully over her steamy cunt. Her pussy was already starting to get moist, her cream oozing out in response to her frigging. Of course, the taste of her lover's prick had a great deal to do with her frame of mind.
"Let me hold it open for you," he suggested. "I don't want to miss any of this."
She felt his fingers touch her pussy gently, then pull her hairy outer lips wide apart. She tongued his big prick to show him how much she appreciated how he fingered her cunt-slit even more.
Her asscheeks were beginning to undulate, flexing in time to her gentle frigging. Her cunt-cream was trickling down to her asscrack, making her squirm impatiently to get off.
Moaning, she pulled on Pete's cock with her mouth, sucking it in, trying to get it all down her throat.
"Your pussy's so open and pink," he murmured. "And it's getting really wet. Let me see your clit, honey. Just stop for a second. Yeah! It's bobbing up and down. You're hot, babe! Okay. Get with it. I want to see you gush when you cum."
His sweet words were like an added caress, and she got even hornier after hearing them. Poking three fingers into her fuckhole, Crystal stroked her clit with her thumb. If he wanted to see her climax, then she would show him exactly what it looked like.
The sensations were building to a peak, rushing in on her as she frigged herself. Her mouth was working more avidly on her lover's prickmeat, giving it a lustful sucking. She licked around his cock-knob, then into his piss-slit. Her fingers were massaging her cunt, fucking herself, causing her body to respond in delight. Lying under her lover like that, letting him watch her bring herself off, was much more exciting than frigging her cunt while she was alone.
"Nrinnuuhhhh!" she cried as her fingers made her cum.
"Oh, shit!" Pete groaned. "Honey, I've never seen anything so pretty! Do it again for me! Come on! You can do it! Just keep moving your fingers! Yeah! Like that! You sweet bitch! I could watch you do that for hours!"
She knew that he wasn't lying. His cock had seemed to grow larger when she had climaxed, and a couple of droplets of his pre-come had coated her tongue. He was as excited by her frigging her pussy as she was.
It wasn't easy to get her other hand between them, but she managed. She reached around her ass to get at it. When she did find the little hole of her ass, she pressed a finger inside, surprised by the pleasant feeling. The inside of her asshole was soft and pliant, much like her pussy was, only tighter.
"Damn!" Pete sighed. "You're gonna frig your butt, too? Oh, honey! I love it!"
That wasn't all he was loving. He was moving his ass as if he was fucking her, allowing her to just lie there and take his cock down her throat.
While Pete watched her fingers and screwed her face, Crystal tried to give both of them what they Wanted. She moved her fingers restlessly over her heated cunt-slit, sometimes shoving them into her cunt-hole, sometimes squeezing her clit between them. She pushed a second finger up her shitter.
The more she did it to herself, the more she was turning on to the whole thing.
When she was again about to climax, she moved her hand aside and just rubbed one fingertip over her clit. Whimpering, highly aroused, she let the rapture envelop her.
"Hhhnnnhhh!" she shrieked as she came.
"That's it!" Pete encouraged. "Hell, I can see your juice pouring out. Can you do it again, babe? Do you think you could cum for me just once more?"
She was already getting her fingers back to work on her slippery cuntmeat, working her fingers into her shitter as if they were a cock.
She wanted to cum, to let him see her climaxing.
She knew he couldn't hold off much longer. She was tasting more of his juice. Her ass was twisting around, even as Pete tried to hold her steady. He was still keeping her cuntlips spread open, allowing him to see everything he wanted. Her cream was oozing from her cunt, coating her fingers and her asshole. She was uttering garbled cries, getting close to orgasm again. "Dammit, I've gotta lick that cunt! You can keep on fingering your butt, but I've gotta have some of that sweet juice!" He shoved her hand aside and began tonguing her cunt-slit. His tongue was more than enticing as he started lapping up her pussy-cream. He was giving her pussy an eating out that was guaranteed to make her climax.
Her lips were pulling more urgently on his prick, sucking his cock with all her might. He tasted so good, so male, that she was getting hotter all the time. Of course, the tonguing he was giving her pussy had something to do with it, too. It was so lustful that she was forgetting to finger her ass, just letting them stay there so that she could feel the delightful throbs of her shitter.
Then, she strained upward, thrusting her pussy into his face. She screeched, her climax almost too powerful. While she thrashed about in ecstatic bliss, Pete's cock erupted in her mouth, sending its thick jism into her mouth.
As she gulped down his spunk, she could hear him slurping up her cunt-cream, lapping it from her spasming fuck-hole. She sucked on his huge prick until she had drained it dry, and she would have kept on mouthing it had they not been interrupted.
"You know, Pete, you ought to lock the door if you're gonna be this busy."
"Yeah," a second man said. "Fucking with the help is one thing, but you shouldn't let your customers hear you at it! Shit, and what a pretty girl you've got, too!"
Pete got up, and Crystal knew she was beet red. But Pete didn't seem to mind having the two strangers walk in on them. In fact, as he helped her sit up, she could see that he was slightly amused.
"Honey, this is Roy, and he's Wayne," Pete introduced. "And this sweet angel is Crystal."
The two men were looking at her in that familiar, lustful way, and Crystal felt herself drawn to them. Roy was a blond, his hair lighter than Pete's. His eyes were a rich green, and they shone intensely. Wayne had brown hair and gray eyes, and an even more desirous expression on his face. Helplessly, she gazed up at Pete. She reached for his hand, silently asking him what to do.
"You two want to order now, or later?" Pete asked, smiling.
"Two chicken fried steaks," Roy said. "With fries and a salad. You, uh, think your friend might want to keep us company out in our truck while it's cooking?"
Pete chuckled. * *I think she would have been disappointed if you hadn't asked. They're okay, babe. Like Harvey and Jeremy. And me. So if you'd like to go have some fun with them, it's all right with me. I'll take my time getting their order together. No need to rush anything."
Crystal put her arms around his neck and gave him a long kiss. She could still feel his limp prick between them, could taste her juice on his lips. "I need to put on my shorts. I wouldn't feel right, walking outside without them."
She could feel the three men watching her as she slipped on her shorts, and she knew that two of them were anxious to get their cocks into her.
Chapter Seven
As Wayne and Roy walked her out to their truck, Crystal gave each of them a closer inspection. They were well built, tall and muscular. Rather handsome, too, in a rugged way. There was something about them that seemed similar, although she couldn't put her finger on it.
"Are you two brothers?" she asked as they neared the truck.
"Hey, she guessed," Roy said with a laugh. "Yeah, we are. I'm the oldest, by a year."
"Eleven months," Wayne corrected. "Come on, honey. Up you go."
She was boosted up to the cab, then gently pushed inside. She began to undress, but the men stopped her.
"Let us do that," Wayne said.
Tingling at his suggestion, Crystal complied. She had always liked to be stripped by a man, and having two of them do it was bound to be twice the pleasure. Even though she didn't have that much on, just the thought of having them removing her garments was a thrill.
When the brothers began to strip her, she found that it did feel wonderful, the way they were moving their hands all over her, feeling her tits and her ass. Just the way they ran their fingers into her pussy was enough to get her hot for a good fucking.
"What are we going to do?" she asked breathlessly. "Oooooh, I can't wait to get started!"
"I'd like to have my cock sucked," Roy said. "Watching you take Pete's big rod made me want to have my dick in your mouth, too."
"It made me horny for her mouth, too," Wayne agreed. "Honey, think you could give head to both of us, while we lick and frig your pussy?"
"I-I'm not sure. I've never tried it. How would it work?"
"Kind of like you and Pete were doing it," Roy explained. "Only, you'll be on top, and you'll have to straddle both of us."
"Oh," she said. "Well, we can try, I guess."
"Hey, relax," Wayne muttered. "You know your cunt needs some more licking. And I can guarantee that you're gonna get it."
They had been stripping while they were talking, and now they were ready to take her to their bed. She let them lead her to the mattress.
As it had been in the other two trucks she had visited, the darkness was almost total. She had to seek out the men's pricks with her hands, feel her way to their balls. A smile crossed her face as she bent her head toward one of the cocks.
The prick was fat and long, just perfect for her mouth. When her tongue began to lick one fuckpole, one of the men started to tongue her cunt-slit.
Whichever of the brothers was licking her pussy knew exactly what he was doing. Gently, she squeezed his balls and took his cockhead into her mouth. After a couple of minutes, she switched to the other cock. As she sucked on it, another tongue began to tickle her cunt.
Her hands were playing with the men's hairy balls, caressing them as she sucked first one, then the other cock. Her pussy was receiving constant attention, the brothers taking turns with her dripping slit.
The brothers were providing her with an extreme amount of arousing licks. They knew how to tease her clit, to make her get hotter without letting her cum. They knew how to lick her cunt-hole, to make her want a cock to be inside it. And from the sounds they were making, she was doing something just as beautiful for them, for their pricks.
She was moving her head from one cock to the other almost without pause. She would suck one prickhead to her throat, twirl her tongue around it, then switch to the other cock and repeat the action. Her fingers kept busy on their balls, stroking and pulling on them to keep the men excited. They had a delicious odor, too, the scent of pure man4. She loved that odor, and she sniffed contentedly while she gave them head. Then one of them began fingering her asshole.
She heard a grunt, then another finger was pressing into her snug shitter. She flexed her asscheeks, her sphincter grabbing at the fingers. Someone was continuing to tickle her pussy with his tongue.
"Dammit, let me have some more of that cunt juice!'' Wayne grumbled. "You always try to take over, Roy."
She felt the man switching, felt another tongue up her cunt. Wayne was sucking at her clit, treating it the same way that she was suck- . ing on his cock.
"Eeeeeaahhhh!" she wailed as she climaxed.
The man began licking up into her fuck-hole, drinking her cream as it flowed out.
Whimpering at the profoundly exotic sensations, Crystal kept sucking the brothers' pricks. She was snapping her ass around, trying to get both their tongues on her cunt-slit at the same time.
What she needed was a cock in each of her holes, she decided. One in her pussy, one up her ass. That would be the only way she could really get what she needed.
"Fuck me!" she cried in anguish. "Both of you, please fuck me! Oh, God, I have to have a cock in my cunt and ass!"
"Oh, shit," Roy muttered. "Do you hear that? She's so hot, she's begging us to screw her!"
Wayne smiled. "Turn around here, honey, and lie on your side between us. Do you care who fucks you where?"
"No!" she mewled. "I just need to have your cocks in me!"
She got between them, wrapping her arms around the man in front of her. She didn't care who he was, so long as he would give her his cock. And as she lifted her leg to provide both men with access to her fuck-holes, she was rewarded with two sturdy cocks boring into her.
"Easy on my asshole!" she yelped. "Go in a little slower!"
"Sorry," Roy mumbled. "This better?"
"Ohhhh, yes!"
She relaxed her shitter as much as she could, then drew Wayne to her for a sultry kiss. He didn't hesitate to respond, to fill her mouth with his tongue the same way he was driving his cock into her pussy. Both men were holding her leg up, giving them plenty of room to shove their cocks into her.
Once Roy began to slowly fuck her, Wayne started fucking, too. The brothers had to have had plenty of practice in fucking a girl together, because they seemed to know exactly how to move. Their cocks were big, and they seemed to fit her perfectly. Her asshole wasn't being stung the way Pete's cock had.
Her ass was full of cockmeat, and her pussy was well filled, too. She kept kissing Wayne, tasting his mouth, while she twisted as much as she could to help them fuck her. She was getting heated up again, made horny by having two naked men screwing her. There was just something wonderful about being between two masculine bodies that got her all worked up. She could feel their chests brush against her, felt the fine hairs tickle her tits and back.
"Her butt's fucking me!" Roy gasped. "Shit, you'd think she had me in her cunt."
"No way," Wayne replied. "I've got her sweet pussy. Nothing could be better than that."
He pulled her tightly against him and pressed his mouth to hers. She responded just as hungrily, moving her ass with even more vigor. That was the only trouble with being trapped by two sexy men. She didn't have enough room to wriggle around the way she would have liked. She couldn't stop herself. Each time her lovers gave her the full length of their cocks, she tried to make thenr push more inside her. Even though her pussy and asshole were as full as could be, she wanted more. Something extra to make her really burn.
Then she was climaxing again, her scream delivered into Wayne's mouth. He clutched her more tightly, rammed his cock harder into her cunt. His brother grabbed her tits and bulldozed his prick up her throbbing shitter.
She clung to Wayne, kissed him with her tongue, her ass working furiously to get the most from the fuck.
"Take this dick, you sexy bitch!" Roy growled. "Yeah! Shit, Pete must be crazy, sharing you with us. If you were my girl, I wouldn't let anyone else near you. Well, maybe Wayne. But nobody else, and that's the truth."
Crystal barely understood what he was saying. She was on her way toward another jarring orgasm, one that was going to be too good to endure. Yet when it exploded inside her, she screamed and tried to make the brothers fuck her harder.
Soon, though, the fucking became too much for the men. She could feel their cocks begin to jerk, then their spunk shot from their cockheads into her fuckholes with enough force to make her climax again. Their mutual groans of satiation blended with her cries, and the three struggled together to enjoy the last sparks of the great fuck.
"Holy shit!" Wayne sighed. "Honey, I don't know where you learned to screw, but I guarantee there's been no other girl to fuck me half as good as you just did."
"I feel exactly the same," Roy added. "You know, I just thought I was hungry before. After that raunchy fuck, I'm starving."
They found their clothes, then got dressed. Then they went back into the cafe, where they found that Pete had their meals ready.
"You three have a good time?" Pete asked with a grin.
"It was okay," Crystal answered. "Um, Pete. Do you-that is, am I anything more to you than-well, a place to put your prick?"
He frowned at her. "Baby, what do you mean?"
"Well, you let your friends screw me all the time. Not just let them, but almost throw me at them. I thought we might be more to each other than that." "Oh," he grunted. "Come here, babe." She went into his embrace, comforted by his strong arms.
"Crystal, some girls just need more fucking than others. You said you got bored with your boyfriend, remember? Well, I didn't want that to happen with us. Be honest with me, honey. Didn't you like fucking them?"
"Well, yes," she said slowly. "Only, it really didn't feel right without you there. And Roy said-if I was his girl, he wouldn't want to share me."
"Roy doesn't know what a hot bitch you are," Pete murmured. "He wouldn't be able to hang onto you for more than a couple of months. I already told you that I want you to stay with me. You and I can have a long, sweet relationship together. But not if you fuck me exclusively. I understand that, and I can accept it. So, no more worrying, okay? All right, baby?"
"All right," she replied. "And, Pete, I do like fucking you the best. I really do."
He hugged her. Their mouths met in a tender kiss, one with underlying passion.
Chapter Eight
As their shift ended, Pete told Crystal to go ahead to the trailer and wait for him. There weren't any customers.
"Are you sure?" she asked. "I mean, I wouldn't mind sticking around."
"Go take a shower," he suggested with a wink. "I'll be there soon."
"Oh," she replied, nodding. "All right, then. You, uh, won't be too long, will you?"
"No, honey. Now go on."
She smiled at him, then left. On her way to the trailer, she saw that a rig was parked outside. It had to be the one that Roy and Wayne were driving, she decided. Her smile became a grin.
Once she got inside the trailer, she wasted no time in getting cleaned up. She wanted to look, feel, and smell fresh for Pete when he came in. While she knew that his cock would be ready to fuck her in one hole or another, she wanted to look so appealing when he walked in that he wouldn't be able to get in bed with her fast enough.
The redhead took no time to enjoy the feel of the shower spray, or to play with her tits or cunny. She was certain that Pete would take care of arousing her once he got there. As if she wasn't already so hot for his prick that she couldn't wait to touch it, taste it, have it fucking her.
She dried herself off, then went to the bed to wait.
Totally naked, she sprawled across the bed, her pussy aimed directly at the doorway. She had her legs spread, her pussy exposed as well as she could without holding the lips open with her fingers. She wanted to entice him, lure him to her, not make him drop his jeans and just ram her.
Sighing, she watched the doorway, her hands pillowing her head. She licked her lips, wondering where he would shove that majestic prick of his. Not that it mattered; she would take him anywhere. But the anticipation felt simply delicious, whetting her appetite for him.
A seductive smile settled onto her lips. One more minute, maybe two, and she would have her lover right where she wanted him.
When she saw him, her expression froze. Not, two feet behind him was another man, a redhead like herself, but so tall and muscular that he was a shocking sight.
"We've got company, babe," Pete said. "This is Stan. He needs a place to stay for a couple of days. Will it be all right with you if he uses the spare bedroom?"
"Uh, sure," she replied. "I mean, it's your trailer."
"I also invited him to join us, if you don't mind. He says he's never screwed a redhead before."
"Neither have I," she murmured, sitting up. "Hi, Stan. Do you really want to fuck me?"
"Shit, Pete just said you were pretty," he muttered huskily. "He didn't say that you were a knockout. Yeah, I'd like to screw you. Any man would."
She smiled at his impatience. "Well, then, hadn't you two better get undressed? I was just lying here, waiting for Pete, thinking of all the sexy things we could do together. Now it looks like I'm going to have twice as much cock as I had thought."
The two men didn't hesitate to begin stripping.
Crystal watched them, keeping her eyes on Stan. He was such a big man that she couldn't help thinking that he would fuck her like a rowdy mountain man.
When his equally huge prick was released, she gasped and shuddered. The cock he sported was larger than Pete's, too much prickmeat for her asshole,. certainly.
"Like it?" he asked. "I got hard as soon as I saw you, honey. So every stiff inch of this thing is really for you."
"Oh, my God! Yes, I like it! Only, you can't try to screw my butt with it. I'm not sure I could take it in my mouth, either. But I would like to taste it."
Stan walked to the edge of the bed, and she leaned forward to lick at his cockhead. It was smooth and sweet, but it was so gigantic. Hesitantly, she put her lips around his prick, to see how far she could suck him inside.
When she found that barely half of his cock would fit into her mouth, she released him, her hands fondling his massive prick. Looking up at him, she smiled.
"Guess you'll have to just put it in my cunt," she said without a twinge of regret. "I'm not even sure I can take you there, but I damned well want to try."
"Why don't I lie down and let you put it in yourself?" he asked. "That way, you can feel your way with it."
She scooted over so that he had room. He got settled. Then she looked up at Pete, who was standing close by with a very eager hard-on.
"Thank you," she murmured. "For, well, everything. Would you like to fuck my butt once Stan and I see how things go?"
Pete grinned. "Hell, I sure would, babe! Damn, I'd never seen this guy's cock before. Looks like you're gonna have about as much as you can handle."
She nodded and turned to straddle Stan's hips. Reaching between them, she grabbed his monstrous prick and positioned his fat cock-knob at her pussyhole. Gradually, she let her cunt slide down onto his shaft, feeling each gargantuan inch as it filled her pussy.
"Oh, God!" she groaned. "Oh, God! Oh, shit!"
"Too much for you, honey?" Stan asked softly.
"No!" she moaned. "Not yet, at least. It's just so-so big!"
He chuckled. "Yeah, it is. Just take it slow, baby, and you'll do all right. You've got a nice, tight cunt. It won't be once I get through with it. But it'll go back to its usual shape afterward, so don't worry about it."
"I'm not worrying about anything," she purred. "Oooooh, nothing but getting all of this fine dick up my cunt!"
"Well, you've almost done it," Stan told her. "Just a little more, and you'll have it all in you, the whole thing. Just relax and let it slip in, honey. Then you'll get a fucking that you won't forget."
Crystal knew she would never forget his gigantic prick. Her pussy was packed with cockmeat, almost afraid that he was going to rip her cunt wide open. But she kept settling farther down on his cock, knowing that she wanted to feel how such a huge prick would feel inside her.
"Oh!" she gasped as her cuntlips met his hairy balls. "I took it! It's so big, though! Are 9Z.
you sure we can fuck without it hurting me?"
"Start moving and find out!"
Carefully, she rose up until just the head of his prick was inside her, then she squatted down again. Once more she gave his shaft a slow, gentle test. A smile came to her lips, her green eyes glinting with desire. Tossing her head, sending her red hair flying, she began fucking him harder.
"Yeah!" Pete coached. "Fuck him good, honey! Hell, seeing you take his cock has me all ready to take your ass! Let me get it ready for my dick, okay?"
She nodded, leaning over to give him access to her shitter. Stan pulled her to him for a hungry kiss. Since he was so good-looking and was going to fuck her with his large cock-shaft, she didn't hesitate to respond to his seeking tongue.
While Pete began stretching her sphincter, she lay almost motionless on top of Stan, his prick buried to the balls up her creaming pussy. Her mouth was on his, while he was playing with her titties. Her cunt kept milking at his huge prick, wanting to get the fucking going again. She was ready to enjoy the fuck.
"You're about there," Pete mumbled. "Just a minute more, and I can get my cock in you.
I hope."
As he poked a third finger into her shitter, Crystal whimpered and began twisting her ass from side to side. The pressure in her ass was greater with that monster cock in her cunthole, yet she was still eager to be fucked in the ass.
"Okay," Pete said. "Just relax your asshole. You can do it, babe, so don't get scared on me."
"I-I won't!" she promised. "Go slow, okay? I feel so packed, it's making my butt feel snug, too."
"Yeah, I know," Pete muttered. "I'll go easy, honey."
She tried to not complain as Pete started pushing his cock into her shitter, but she couldn't help crying out each time he shoved forward. She thought that her asshole was going to be torn open. But Pete kept pushing, grunting, and finally he had his whole prick lodged in her ass.
"Let's wait a minute," Pete murmured. "You okay, honey?"
"I-I'm fine," she replied, quivering. "I just feel full."
Pete began reaming her shitter, and all thoughts fled from her mind. It felt good to have his cock in her asshole again, even if it was a tight fit. A whimper escaped her as he pushed back in. Why did it have to be so damned burning?
"You should have lubed it!" she whined. "God, lover, it's stinging me!"
"You just need to loosen up some. A few more strokes, and you'll be begging for it."
Although the pain was still there, Crystal knew that he was right. Already her cunt was juicing more, and her ass was wagging in anticipation of a hot screw. She leaned down and gave Stan her tongue to suck on. By the time he had his tongue thrusting into her mouth, her ass was really ready to be fucked.
"Mmmmm, give it to me!" she purred. "Shove that cock up my asshole!"
With a grunt, Pete gave her what she wanted.
The delicious sensation of having her shitter rammed with Pete's talented prick was enough to make her start trying to fuck Stan's monstrous cock. Arching her back, Crystal stretched her body between the men, thrusting her tits toward Stan's face. To her delight, he began sucking on them, tweaking her nipples.
"Ooooh, yes!" she purred. "Suck my tits! That makes me so hot. Mmmmm, and keep fucking my ass, lover! Yeah! Good and hard! God, just do whatever you want to me! I love all of it!"
Pete was kneading her asscheeks while Stan kept sucking her nipples. Both men were moving their pricks, Pete really pounding away at her asshole while the redhead hunched and made sure she could feel how big his cock really was. Crystal was tempting Stan with her movements, gripping his prick with her cunt-muscles to urge him to fuck her harder. Even though she almost winced each time his prickhead struck the end of her cunt-sheath, she wanted him to go ahead and screw her.
"Don't hold back!" she mewled, panting. "Come on, Stan! Move that cock! Fuck me with it! God, if you don't, I'm gonna go out of my mind!"
"Should I, Pete?" he asked. "She feels like she can take it. And she sure as hell wants it."
"Give it to her!" Pete screamed. "Fuck her cunt so hard, it comes out her throat!"
When Stan did as Pete told him, Crystal screamed. But it was a cry of abandon, a plea for more. And as Stan plunged his cock up her pussyhole, the fires that had begun raging inside her turned into a volcanic inferno.
"Eeeeeaaaahhhh!" she screamed in ecstasy. "Yes! Fuck me! Hard! Harder! Oh! Oh, yes! Oh-aaaiieeee!" With both men giving her fuckholes harsh, pile-driving strokes of their large pricks, Crystal began to move with rhythmic, impatient lunges of her body. Her tits jiggled wildly as she sought to screw the hell out of her two lovers. Although that gigantic cock up her cunt was nearly bruising her cunt, she wanted it to keep on fucking her.
Shrieking, Crystal writhed in rapture.
The prick up her shitter wasn't causing her any discomfort now. The tightness was still there, but that only made things better and hotter.
Each jarring stroke by either cock was sending shock waves of ecstasy through her, making her cum.
She couldn't stop screaming. Not when she was getting screwed that well. Not when there were two big pricks willing to ram her until she couldn't take another stroke.
"You getting enough cock now, bitch?" Pete growled. "Huh? Answer me, you horny thing!"
"Yes!" she shrieked passionately. "Oh, God, yes! All the damned cock I could ever want!"
"You want more of my prick?" Stan demanded. "Think you could take another inch if I had it?"
"Oh, hell, no!" the girl cried. "I couldn't- I-aaarrgghhhh!'' She was getting fucked back and forth so powerfully that she could barely breathe. Her head was spinning, she was getting screwed so well. The men were fucking her cunt and ass faster, giving her more than enough reason to yelp and twist around.
But the men didn't seem to care that they were being so rough with her. Those large, pounding cocks only made her hungrier for more orgasms, more sweltering fuck-strokes. She was squirming, gritting her teeth, snarling like a wild animal. And she just kept on fucking them, making her fuck-holes available to their massive, impaling pricks.
"What'd I tell you?" Pete grunted. "Is she a fine bitch or not?"
"Shit, she's the best!" Stan muttered. "Come on, baby! Keep cumming for us! Work that ass! Yeah! Fuck, honey! Fuck!"
"Eeeeaahhhhh!" she screeched in reply.
It was as though neither man would ever tire of giving her those jackhammer thrusts. They seemed intent on screwing her as long as they could, giving her their big pricks over and over until she would be fucked into oblivion. She dropped onto Stan's chest.
Still they kept after her. She was lying there almost too tired to wiggle, and their cocks rammed her forcefully. She was still climaxing, as well, her body responding even though she was in no condition to show them her appreciation. But she wanted it to continue, to feel those cocks burrowing in her shitter and pussyhole, to have them bring her to orgasm as often as they could.
So she lay between them, her cunt and ass muscles almost the only parts of her that were moving, as she kept cumming. Her cries were faint, wispy shadows of her earlier screams. Yet the men could tell she was enjoying their fucking, just as she was wanting more of it. All of them knew that it wouldn't stop until they had shot their spunk into her ass and cunt.
Crystal was scratching at Stan's chest, her nails digging into his skin. She had been screwed so much during the night that this added fuck was more than she coulcfctake.
Her fuckholes were starting to ache, to throb, and still she was getting fucked. Groans bubbled up out of her mouth, her head turning from side to side. She needed relief, even as she didn't want the screwing to stop. But there was nothing she could do except lie there and let them have her body.
"Cum!" she finally begged. "Oh, please! I can't-take it. I can't!"
"Are you saying you're fucked out?" Pete asked thickly.
"Yes," she whimpered. "All fucked out!"
"Well, just wait a minute, then," he said. "I'll be through with your asshole real soon now."
"I'm about to shoot off, too," Stan added. "Shit, even if she did give out on us, she's the best fucking bitch I've had in months. Maybe ever."
In seconds, the men were groaning, cursing, their jism spraying into her cunt and shitter. Although she was cumming with them, she couldn't scream, she was just too damned tired. The men got untangled from her, and she was pulled over into Pete's arms. She snuggled up to his familiar body, her mouth seeking his for a tender kiss. Then while his tongue was still probing into her mouth, she simply drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Nine
When Crystal finally woke up, she found herself alone in the bed. Frowning, she got up to go find Pete. Or Stan. Or, if she was really lucky, both of them.
As she glanced at the clock beside the bed, she realized that she was late for work. Damn! Why hadn't Pete gotten her up?
She shrugged and went toward the bathroom.
There was someone in the shower. She could hear the water running even before she opened the door. A gleam came into her eyes as she saw the large outline behind the frosted glass.
She opened the shower door and stepped in with Stan. He looked startled for a moment, then he grinned at her.
"Horny again?"
"Late for work," she said with a sigh. "Hand me the soap, okay?"
"Sure, but Pete said to tell you to take the night off. He wants you to know that he's not upset or anything. Oh, and we've got breakfast waiting. Now, still in a rush?"
She shook her head. "Not anymore."
Putting her arms around him, she rubbed her tits and cunt against him. Stan pulled her more securely to him. He kissed her opened mouth. She twisted her tongue with his, tasting him, feeling his cock grow between them.
Her hand found his prick and she began to jack him off. Not that she had any intention of making him cum that way; she just wanted his prick to be good and stiff for her mouth. Since her pussy and ass were still somewhat sore from all the action she had received, she thought that giving him head would take care of both their desires.
"Do you eat pussy?"
"Sometimes," he said. "I'd sure like to taste yours, honey. We could wash up and go sixty-nine."
"Urn, later," she purred. "Right now, I'd like to suck you off."
She dropped to her knees and took his big cock-knob into her mouth. She caressed his balls and the base of his shaft. Just to touch such a magnificent prick was getting her cunt all wet.
She licked all around his cockhead, nibbling at it delicately. That giant prick had given her such great pleasure that she wanted to do something equally splendid for him.
While the shower sprayed her, she laved his rod with hot licks of her snaking tongue. She could still taste her pussy juice on him. Moaning, she began to pump on his cock while she tried to suck on his big fuckpole.
"Shit, yeah!" he groaned. "Suck me, baby! Do it good!"
With one hand fondling his dangling balls, Crystal moved her head forward and back along his prick, taking as much of the prickmeat into her mouth as she could. What she couldn't get between her Ups, she stroked with her other hand, seeking to drive him crazy with her actions.
He grabbed her head and was gently fucking her face. His fingers were directing her, exerting pressure when he wanted her to take his cock, easing up when he wanted her to pull back. It was an easy, sweet rhythm.
"Damn, have you got a nice mouth," he mumbled. "You suck as good as you screw. Wish you weren't so hung up on Pete. I'd take you with me, keep your mouth on my cock while I drive. But I guess I'll just have to enjoy you while I can, huh?"
She didn't stop sucking him to reply. She licked and nibbled at his prick, wanting to make him happy.
Although it was a strain for her to even try to give him head, she still wanted to do it. She knew how good it felt to have a tongue in her cunt, and she realized that a man must feel the same way when a mouth was on his cock. At least, men acted like they got weak when she put their pricks in her mouth.
Stan began making those grunting noises that she knew so well.
"Hey," he said. "You know what? Pete sent over some strawberry jam with our food. You ever smeared some on a guy and then lick it off?"
"No." She looked up at him. "But I think I'd like to try it. Um, would you like to lick some off of me, too?"
"Honey, your pussy was made for jam."
Grinning at him, she stood up. She got the soap and began to wash her cunt. But Stan shoved her hands aside and took over for her. She was gazing up at him, feeling his large fingers slide around in her sudsy pussy, letting him play around with her cunt.
He rinsed her with as much care, catching water in his hands and rubbing her pussy with it.
Then he led her out of the shower. Carefully, he dried her off, making sure that her titties and cunt received a thorough going-over. She took up a towel and took care of him, drying his cock.
"You go get on the bed," he told her. 'Til go get the jam."
Almost before she was settled, he was there, his big prick wagging as he walked. He had a jar in his hand, and it looked almost full. With a grin, he dipped his fingers in and brought out a glob of jam. Gently, he swiped it on her pussy, causing her to shiver.
"Ooooh, that's cold! Here. Let me put some on your cock."
He held the jar out to her, and she reached in for some of the sticky stuff. She had to hold his prick with one hand while she spread it on, because his cock kept bobbing so much. She got more of the jam and smeared it on his cockhead, creating a tempting treat that looked good enough to eat.
"Mmmmmm, I can't wait!" she purred. "Set the jar down and let's eat!"
In seconds, he was sprawled over her, his tongue quickly finding her jam-coated cunt-slit. She quickly got her mouth on his cock, moaning in delight as she tasted his sweet prick.
Their tongues were busy licking each other, slurping up the jam. Crystal ran her mouth all over his cockshaft, saving his cockhead for last. When she had cleaned everywhere except his cock-knob, she drew it into her mouth and used her tongue to lap up the jam.
Stan was giving her pussy an equally erotic treatment. He was cleaning her pussy, using long, slow strokes that sent chills down her spine. Her ass began to undulate, automatically responding to him.
When he paused, she mewled impatiently. Then she felt him smearing more jam onto her cuntlips and she sighed.
She couldn't stop her asscheeks from squirming, or keep her pussy from fucking up at her lover. Nor could she subdue the fire that was growing each time the man touched her clit.
"Nnnnnhhh!" she cried around his cockhead.
"Yeah!" he grunted. "That's it, doll! Cum for me! Don't stop! Just keep cumming!"
His tongue was deliberately enticing her, making her want more.
She licked and suckled on his fuckpole with all the enthusiasm she had. Letting her tongue dart into the slit in the head of his prick, Crystal teased him as he was doing to her.
When she felt him encircle her clitty with his lips and gently suck it, she moved her mouth to his balls and nibbled on them, giving them a thorough licking. When he thrust his tongue up her pussyhole, she drew one of his balls into her mouth and carefully sucked it.
Whatever move he made with his tongue, she tried to do something equally exciting for him.
She was climaxing strongly each time he gave her clit even the slightest attention. And he was making certain to give it plenty. Holding her legs wide open, his head buried between her thighs, Stan was going after her cunt with determination.
Crystal kept giving his prick as much teasing as she could, wanting to force him to spend into her mouth. Taking his cockhead in her mouth once again, Crystal massaged her lover's balls while she jacked on the shaft of his prick. He was almost bringing her off again, and she wanted to have his juice in her throat when she did. When she tasted the first spurt of jism from his erupting cock-knob, she knew that she was going to get what she wanted.
"Nnnnuuhhh!" she screamed, almost gagging.
The two writhed together, their mouths seeking to complete the other's pleasure.
Crystal drank his cream as he lapped up her cunt juice.
. "Now that was something to see," a familiar voice said. "Hey, Stan, what do you call that?"
"Breakfast," Stan replied. "How are you doing, Jeremy? Harvey? Think you two would like to join us?"
Both of the men laughed.
"Hell, we'd love to fuck her again," Harvey replied. "Are you up to it, honey?"
Stan moved so that she could see them better. She grinned when she noticed how they were looking at her.
"See what you miss out on when you screw in your trucks?" Crystal murmured. "Why don't you two strip, and let me get a really good look at your cocks?"
"How good a look?" Jeremy teased.
She smiled. "Like I was looking at Stan's dick. You, uh, think you'd like me to lick some strawberry jam off your cocks?"
"Only if I get to lick your pussy," Stan said. "I haven't had enough of you yet."
Both Harvey and Jeremy were stripping.
Crystal knew that another hot round of sucking was just about to start.
Chapter Ten
Crystal got up on her hands and knees to wait for the two newest studs to finish getting undressed. She remembered all too clearly how they had screwed her.
They were looking at her plump little titties, her round asscheeks. And she was just as avidly staring at them, wanting to see their pricks, to get them in her mouth.
"You can stay right there," Stan told her. "I'll be able to reach your cunt with no trouble at all."
She felt him lie down behind her, his hands spreading her legs farther apart. Then his tongue was probing her cuntlips again, making her twist around for more.
"Come on, you two!" she screamed. "He's tonguing me so good! I want to suck you off!"
They stood in front of her. Since she had sucked off two guys together, she knew how it was to be done. Sweetly, she gave each cock a licking kiss, then she looked up at the men.
"Hand me the jar," she murmured. "I'm ready to eat you two up."
When she got the jar, she spread a thick layer of jam on both cockshafts, making them lurch as she coated them. They looked extra appealing with all that sticky goo on them, and she knew they would taste better than they looked.
Before she started sucking them, she licked the jam off her fingers. Looking up at them, her green eyes sparkling, Crystal teased them by running her tongue along each finger, then sucking it into her mouth. She could see what that was doing to them, and it made her horny to suck them off.
Bending forward, she took Jeremy's cock between her lips and slowly tried to swallow it. Then she turned to Harvey's prick and did the same thing to his. Back and forth between them, Crystal gave each cock a suck. Sometimes she would just run her tongue along the length of their pricks. Other times, she would just suck the heads of their pricks.
Stan was beginning to move his tongue along her cunt-slit with any kind of enthusiasm. He had been just tasting her, gently poking his tongue into her fuck-hole. Now he was getting serious with her, finding her cht with the tip of his tongue, giving the little fuck button as much stimulation as he could.
"Come on and suck us, you pretty bitch!" Jeremy grumbled. "We saw how you were giving head to Stan. Shit, what a cock he's got, huh? Well, you can take ours even better. So get with it! Suck it all the way in, babe!"
Since Stan was heating her pussy up with his mouth, she was ready to give the other two men a royal sucking. With a groan, Crystal pulled Jeremy's prick into her mouth as far as she could, and sucked it for a few moments. Then she turned and got her mouth around Harvey's prick. Then she came, screaming in delight. Stan had a hold on her ass, not letting her wiggle so much.
Now that she was being given such delicious treatment, it made her want to suck the two cocks in front of her with even more abandon. There was little of the strawberry jam left on the two men's pricks, but Crystal didn't care. She was hot, getting hotter. That tongue in her cunt-slit was driving her wild. It was circling her clit, stabbing at it, then swirling to find its way into her pussyhole. She was getting licked in a way that made her tremble. It wasn't long until she was climaxing again, just as wonderfully as before, her shriek garbled by the cock between her lips.
"Hey, that's it!" Harvey encouraged. "Damn, you really can take a lot of cock down your throat, can't you? Just keep on sucking, honey. You're doing a fantastic job."
"You sure are," Jeremy added. "Don't leave me out, babe. Yeah, just get your mouth over my prick and go after it."
That tormenting tongue wasn't letting her think straight. Her cunt was on fire, and it was burning out of control.
"Finger my ass!" she begged. "Please, lover! Stick your finger up my butthole!"
When she felt him poking his fingers into her cunt, sliding them into her wet pussy, she knew that he was going to give in to her impassioned plea. She waited, a prick buried in her mouth almost to the balls, wanting to feel that glorious sensation of having her shitter finger-fucked.
Then she felt it, that unmistakable prodding at her shitter. The man's finger shoved inside, going into her ass as far as it could.
In response, Crystal shuddered and resumed giving head to the two men in front of her. Only, now she was more than ready to suck them. She was ready to drain their balls dry.
While Stan held her ass in a firm grip, Harvey and Jeremy were controlling how far and how fast she could move her head. The three men were directing her, taking charge of her writhing body as they wanted. But Crystal had no complaints. She was getting licked, fingered, and fucked in the mouth. That was about all the fun she could stand at one time.
Stan was mouthing her clit, forcing another finger up her asshole. Her asscheeks were squirming at the compounded sensations, signaling her lust, telling the men she was in ecstasy. Her cream oozed continually from her fuckhole, its odor permeating the air. She could smell her arousal, and she knew that the men could smell her. The excitement was so great that she climaxed once more.
"Shit, keep sucking!" Harvey mumbled. "You're getting Stan's cock hard. Never saw a dick like that in my life. Just thinking about seeing that thing in your mouth gets me hot."
"Come on and suck us off, honey!" Jeremy urged. "We'd like to see you give Stan head again, just so we'll know we weren't imagining it."
She was too aroused to answer. Besides her mouth was busy on Jeremy's cock.
The two truckers were guiding her head back and forth between them, making sure that they both got plenty of her sucking lips and licking tongue. And with her pussy being subjected to an educated tongue while her shitter was being fingered with equal expertise, Crystal was too emotionally charged to do anything but let her instincts take over.
"I'm almost ready!" Jeremy grunted. "Suck me, bitch! Come on! Keep my cock in your mouth!"
"Hey, I need to cum, too!" Harvey groaned. "Let me have her mouth a second!"
The two men were almost yanking her head back and forth between them, making her dizzy. They moved to stand closer together, their cockheads nearly touching. They were trying to press both their cocks into her mouth at the same time, and she was doing her best to help them.
"Open your mouth wide!" Harvey instructed. "Jeremy, let's see if we can get our cockheads inside her mouth!"
They were stretching her lips, making her afraid that they would split her, but then they were shooting off, filling her mouth with spunk. There was so much jism being spewed into her throat that she couldn't swallow all of it. Cum was dripping out, down her chin, even as she tried to hold it in.
The two truckers let her lick their cocks clean, caressing her cockhead while she moaned and shivered in orgasmic bliss. Then, once their pricks were limp, they picked her up and turned her around.
"Get busy sucking him off," Jeremy ordered. "Show us what you can do with a really big dick."
As Stan was once more licking her drooling slit and had put his fingers up her ass again, Crystal didn't hesitate to get his prick in her mouth, giving it a thorough sucking.
"Shit, would you look at that," Harvey muttered. "She can take over half of his prick. Use your hands on it, baby. Make him feel real good."
She had every intention of giving them a sexy show. Tossing her hair out of the way so that the two men could see better, Crystal ran her tongue down to Stan's balls and she licked them all over. While she sucked on his balls, she used her hand to pump his huge fuckpole, jacking on it to increase his pleasure.
The man under her was quick to reward her actions. He thrust his tongue into her cunthole and jammed a third finger up her pussyhole. It was almost like getting fucked front and back. Crystal loved it. Purring, she laved his big balls with scorching licks, making him flex his ass to fuck at her hand.
Using her tongue on his massive cock-knob, she left a trail of spit from his balls to his prickhead. Then she took the end of his cock into her mouth, wrapped her hands around the base of his shaft, and she began to get serious about sucking him off.
Stan was fucking her ass with his fingers, making her respond as though she had a prick in there. His tongue was doing almost as good a job on her pussy, poking into her fuck-hole with maddening dexterity. She was cumming from so much attention, getting off in a marvelous way. Still, it wasn't quite what she wanted.
Her mouth was filled with cockmeat, overflowing with Stan's big prick. Her hands stroked and pumped on her lover's cockshaft, her fingers tickling his balls. Knowing that her every move was being watched and evaluated, Crystal tried her best to show all three men what she could do.
"Man, would you just look at her!" Jeremy muttered. "All hot and sweet and freckled. Honey, are you sure you wouldn't want to come on-the road with me?"
"No," she replied. "I'm staying with Pete."
She wasn't sure, but she thought that Stan wasn't giving her as much of his tongue as he had been. Even though Stan wasn't giving her as much attention that he had been, Crystal was still going after his shaft with her mouth and hands. She was having a good time, enjoying being the center of so much lust. She knew that Harvey and Jeremy were being excited by what she was doing to the third man, and that they just might fuck her when their cocks got hard again.
It wasn't long before Stan was resuming his passionate attack upon her cunt and asshole.
She was sucking and jacking his large cock, her jaws beginning to ache. His prick was so huge that it stretched her jaws almost to the point of dislocating them. The way he was fucking up at her face, he was wanting her to take even more of his cock between her lips. If she could have, she would have, but it was simply impossible.
Her hand stroked and caressed his balls, while she moved her head forward and back over his cockmeat. His teasing, tempting tongue was bringing her off again, helped by his prodding fingers in her shitter. Her cries were sharp, piercing, yet she wasn't ready to have it end.
"You aren't the only one!" Jeremy exclaimed. "I could fuck her every day, twice a day, and still be horny for her sexy body!"
So they were going to fuck her. That thought made her passions rise all the more. Deliberately, she tried to make Stan climax, so that she could get those two cocks in her cunt and ass.
It seemed that the man could keep from shooting off with no trouble at all. She was taking his bulbous cock-knob to her throat, gagging, as she attempted to shove it in farther. Her hands were busy on his shaft and balls, touching him, giving him urgent messages that she hoped he wouldn't ignore.
At the same time, Stan was keeping her pussy and shitter content, fluctuating his strokes just enough to not let her fall into any kind of rhythm. He had her lurching, twisting, her cream dripping from her cunt-slit, and they just kept at it.
Then she felt his prick try to jerk free of her mouth and hands, and she knew that he was going to spend. Moaning, she prepared to take his juice, and she began swallowing as soon as she felt it shoot into her mouth. Hungrily, she gulped down his jism, tingling all over as she, too, came.
As she licked his cock clean and he pulled his fingers from her asshole, Crystal noticed that the lights were on. Had they been at it that long? It didn't seem possible.
"Come on and hurry up!" Jeremy exclaimed.
"You've got three hard dicks waiting for you!"
"Three?" she asked, looking up. "Oh! Pete! Who's taking care of the cafe?"
"I was hoping that Stan would take over for a while. How about it, Stan? Could you help me out?"
"Sure." Stan grabbed Crystal's hand. "Hey, you really do know how to suck a cock. And, uh, I understand about you and Pete. I just wish-well, you know."
She nodded and moved so that he could get up. Stan smiled at her. A delicious shiver went down her back. He looked so sexy standing there naked, his cock pointing at her and bobbing. At that moment, she didn't care if the other studs got angry enough to walk out and leave her alone with him. Actually, that would have been just fine with her.
"Well, who's going to make a suggestion?" she asked softly. "Can I?"
"Honey, be our guest," Pete offered.
"Okay," she purred. "I want all three of you. All together. I want each and every hole I've got filled with cock. And, Pete, I want to suck you off."
Pete began to grin. "Now that's the kind of suggestion I can really admire. Okay, babe, let's get with it."
Chapter Eleven
Stan didn't stay to see what was going to happen. That didn't bother Crystal in the least. She had three pricks all ready for her, the men already getting onto the bed. And she had Pete with her, his cock ready to give her thrills and chills.
"I got your pussy last time," Harvey said. "This time, I'd like to try your butthole."
"It's great," Jeremy said. "And since I didn't get to have her pussy yet, I'll be glad to try it out."
"You'll love it," Harvey replied. "Okay. Let's get this thing going."
Harvey motioned for Jeremy to lie on his back, and Crystal didn't hesitate to straddle his hips. She got his cockhead in line with her cunt-hole, then gently sat down. The feel of that nice big prick splitting her pussylips was absolutely wonderful.
Then Harvey got behind her and started trying to force his cock-knob in before she was all the way down on Jeremy's cock. But she didn't try to stop him. She was as eager to get the fuck under way as they were.
"Ohhhhh!" she cried, arching her back. "Lover, do be careful!"
"Sorry," he muttered. "I just want in that ass so bad, I can't wait."
"Just go a little slower," she pleaded. "Yes! Like that! Ooooh, that's much better!"
Pete was kneeling next to her head, his hands gently pulling her toward him. She didn't resist, but let him guide her mouth to his waiting shaft. It fit her mouth much better than Stan's had, and she groaned as she sucked more of it between her lips.
Harvey had almost pushed his entire cock up her shitter, and she was doing her best to keep her asshole relaxed. That little trick really did save her some stinging, even though the initial entry was always somewhat painful. But Stan had worked her over so well and so long with his fingers, that her sphincter was almost wide open and ready to be penetrated.
She could feel Jeremy reaching for her tits, his fingers brushing lightly across her nipples. Somehow, she could sense that the three men weren't going to give her as lustful a fuck as they had the previous times.
As much sucking as she had done that evening, she was ready to just relax and take a gentle screwing. How long it would stay that way, she didn't know. But even if it turned out to be rowdy and rough, she would still want it.
Her instincts turned out to be correct. While Pete carefully fucked her face, Harvey started reaming her shitter with equally slow strokes. And Jeremy was doing little more than pushing his asscheeks up and down, letting his cock ride easily in her sopping cunthole.
Her lovers were touching her body, caressing her, not seeming to want to rush things. And that suited her just fine.
"How's this, honey?" Pete murmured. "A nice, sweet fuck, for a sweet baby." "Nnnnmmmm," she moaned in reply. "Yeah," Pete grunted. "You like it. You'd like it if we were ramming the hell out of you. But what you like most is a cock, huh? Tell me, honey. Say you want my dick."
"I love your cock!" she mewled. "Anywhere you want to put it!"
"And what was that you and Stan were talking about?" he asked. "About you and me. Did he ask you to go with him, too?"
"Yes," she admitted. "God, lover, let me have your dick in my mouth again!"
But he held her back. "You want to stay with me? Is that it?"
"Yes!" she cried. "Pete, let me have your prick!"
Holding her head with one hand and his cock with the other, he fed it to her mouth slowly, almost teasing her with his prick. The way he was touching her, letting her have his cock so gently, combined with the fucking she was getting in her pussy and ass to make her cum. "Hhhhhnnnnnn!" she screamed. She didn't care who was screwing her, so long as Pete was there, too. While she was aware that there were two cocks in her fuckholes, she knew they wouldn't have felt so blissful had Pete not been shoving his prong in her mouth.
The three men seemed quite willing to just fuck her at a leisurely pace, moving their cocks as though not caring how soon they shot off. Crystal was getting fucked so well. Deeply. Fully. The cocks moved relentlessly, but not going any faster.
There were hands all over her, too. On her face, her tits, even on her buttocks and back. It seemed that no part of her was going to be untouched or left unstroked.
As the fuck progressed, Crystal began to tremble. Another orgasm was building, her body responding to so much enticement. The longer she was being fucked, the hotter she was getting.
Then, all at once, she began climaxing.
"Aaarrgghhh!" she screamed in uncontrolled I lust. "Fuck me! God, I cant take this slow screwing! Move those cocks, lovers! Please! I- unnnhhhhh!"
Pete had shoved his prick back into her mouth, shutting off her plea as well as silencing her next cry of ecstasy. But that didn't keep her from frantically trying to force them to fuck her harder. She writhed and twisted, working her cunt and ass muscles as well as her mouth to encourage her lovers to get busy and put some effort behind their strokes.
But they seemed content to make her wait, to play with her body as they wanted. She stroked Pete's balls, furiously twining her tongue around his cockhead. She wanted to be fucked, damnit!
"She wasn't this hot before you showed up," Jeremy confided. "Not even when she was sucking us off and Stan was eating her pussy. Don't know what you do to her, Pete, but it sure makes her horny."
"I don't know, either," Pete gasped. "Shit, both you and Stan want her, and she wants to stay with me. I think I kind of like that. In fact, I know I do. Okay. She wants our cocks, so why don't we give them to her?"
"You mean fuck the shit out of her?" Harvey asked. "Hell, I'm ready for that. Her butt's begging me to ram her!"
To her relief, the men began plunging their pricks into her harder. They weren't even attempting to be easy on her. Pete was thrusting his prick down her throat while Jeremy and Harvey used jackhammer lunges to fuck her cunt and shitter. And her lust-starved body, finally receiving what it wanted, responded in abandon.
She could feel each inch of prickmeat, no matter where it was. Her skin tingled, came alive under the men's groping hands. She was fluttering inside, feeling a stupendous orgasm building, and she moved her body even more anxiously to bring it to completion.
When it burst, she could almost see stars twinkling in front of her eyes. Shrieking, Crystal lost herself in the consuming climax, daring the studs to keep up with her. She was throbbing all over, everywhere a cock pressed into her. And she wanted more.
"What a hot bitch!" Harvey growled. "Yeah! Move that ass! Shit, I can see my cock going in her! It's like nothing I've had before! Grabbing me! Damn, she's screwing me to hell and back!"
"Her cunt's acting like it wants to pull my dick off by the roots!" Jeremy gasped. "Nothing ever felt so damned fantastic on my prick before!"
"Suck, honey!" Pete ordered. "Wild bitch. You've got three cocks in you, and you'd like more. Yeah, I can tell. They're making you cum, aren't they? Sure. Well, you go ahead and get off, babe. Because I want to see you cum. I want you to cum until you drop."
With her lover encouraging her so sexily, Crystal was soon on the brink of orgasm again. Screeching, she felt as though she were falling into an abyss, where there was only the sizzling feel of thrusting pricks. And heat. Oh, God, the heat! It surrounded her, making her sweat. The air-conditioning wasn't enough to cool her down. Nothing would be able to cool her off, not until her desires had been satisfied.
Those lustful noises that went along with a good fuck were filling the room. Her ears rang with her own melodious screams, and the muttered words her lovers were saying, as well as the sound of a cock shoving into a sloppy cunt-hole. The noises spurred her on, made her want more, as much as she could get.
Then there were the feelings. Hard cocks, ramming into her. Masculine hands mauling her tender flesh. Muscular bodies stroking against hers, imprisoning her between them. She could feel their flesh, their hairy chests and legs, could feel their muscles flex and bulge. It made her feel possessed in the most wonderfully wicked ways, making her- climax again.
"Nnnnnuuuhhh!" she cried in rapture. "Hhnnnhhh!"
"Yeah, baby!" Pete mumbled. "Love it! Take our fucking! Show me how much you want me. Do it, bitch! Cum for me!"
That request was one she couldn't refuse. Over and over, she let herself be carried into orgasmic bliss by the three studs. She was hot, horny, turned on so much that she didn't know what was happening to her. She knew that she was getting fucked, and fucked well. But there was more to it than that.
Her asshole was burning, Harvey was fucking it so hard. Her cunthole was also throbbing, due to Jeremy's exquisite thrusting. And her mouth, having sucked off three other men, and one of them twice, was almost numb. But she was ready to continue, completely prepared to not let her lovers down. Especially Pete. She wanted to please him no matter how sore she became.
The three studs were giving her every reason to cum. Her supple body, so recently introduced to screwing more than one man at a time, was still trying to adjust to the unique experience.
Anyone seeing her twisting naked body, hearing her strangled screams, would know how much she was getting from the fuck. Her cunt juice was all over Jeremy's cock and balls; she could feel the wetness as she screwed with him.
Spit ran down her chin as she sucked Pete's large cock, some running down her neck. She was a picture of a girl drunk on lust, and she was getting hotter.
"Shit, I can't take much more of this!" Harvey grumbled. "You're too fucking much, babe!"
"You got that right!" Jeremy agreed. "My cock is about to shoot, too! Damn, Pete, I'm never gonna fuck her without you joining in. She just isn't this way unless you're here."
Pete didn't answer, possibly because his prick was filling her mouth with his juice. As she gulped it down, her other two lovers began to spurt their cream into her cunthole and shitter. She screamed and swallowed, her ass doing a dance that drew even more cream from their erupting pricks.
Soon, though, all three men were obviously spent for the time being. Lovingly, she licked at Pete's cockshaft, caressing it with her lips and tongue. Her cunt and ass muscles were working almost the same way on the other two studs* cocks, gently thanking them for such a blissful fuck.
Harvey moved back, and she got off of Jeremy so that he could get up. But she didn't let Pete's cock out of her mouth for a moment. Because as well screwed as she had been, she wanted him to get another hard-on, so that he could give her more of his luscious thick spunk.
"Hey, we'll see you two later," Jeremy said. "Want us to tell Stan he's gonna have to be the cook for a while longer?"
"It looks that way," Pete replied. "Tell him I'll be there whenever I can."
She could hear the two men dressing, but she didn't quit slurping at Pete's cock. She had gotten what she wanted from Harvey and Jeremy, but now she was intent on giving Pete something that he wanted, too.
"Hey, babe," Pete murmured. "We could go shower, then sixty-nine. What about that?"
"Mmmmm, just let me suck on you," she purred. "God, I love the taste of your prick!"
"And I like to lick your pussy. Why don't we go wash the cum off of you and try my idea?"
"Lover, just hush up," she mumbled. "I've got everything I need to make me happy, right here."
"But think about my tongue in your slit. You know how good that feels. Honey, I really do want to eat your cunt. I want to give you everything I can, so you'll want to stay with me."
Crystal had her lips around his balls, gently pulling on them while she cradled his limp prick in her hand. What he had suggested did sound nice, only she was too intent on her present project to want to stop even for a minute.
"Babe, I'm serious! I want to eat your pussy! Right now!"
She looked up at him. "No, Pete. You've been so sweet to me already, showing me what I've been missing when it came to fucking. See, I feel I owe you something. And I want to suck your cock. I mean, you've seen me with other guys, been sharing me with them. Now I want to do something that's just for you. Understand?"
"Yeah," he sighed, his eyes bright. "I think I do."
Smiling, she put her tongue against his balls and tickled them gently. His hands caressed her head, his fingers tangling in her hair.
With a moan, she again began to suck his deflated cock, wanting it to rise up again so that she could start to bring him off with her mouth.
"We were told that some hot action was going on in here. Mind if we join you two?"
Crystal turned to see who it was, and smiled as she saw Wayne and Roy standing nearby. She looked up at Pete.
"We could do this some other time," she murmured. "Unless you would rather be alone with me now."
He grinned. "Honey, I'd love to see these guys fuck you. Your little ass squirms like nobody's business when you've got a cock in your cunt and butt. So, let's invite them into bed, okay?"
Nodding, she twisted around to face the two studs. They were already unbuttoning their shirts, since they had heard that they would be allowed to join the action.
"Roy, you had my butt last time, so this time you get my cunt. Wayne, I hope you like to screw an ass, because I've got one just right for your prick. Hurry up, guys! If you want to fuck me, you'd better get over here quick!"
Chapter Twelve
The brothers were stripping more rapidly, looking at her as though she were a succulent feast. As with Jeremy and Harvey, Roy and Wayne hadn't gotten to see her totally naked before. Crystal let them look, without trying to entice them. They seemed to have enough enjoyment just ogling her jutting tits and fuzzy red cunt.
But when they were naked, their pricks stiff and ready to get inside her, Crystal again offered instructions.
"Roy, you lie here," she said seductively. "Then you, Wayne, come up behind me."
"Did you like it the way we screwed before?" Wayne asked.
"I'm going to be sucking Pete's cock, and it wouldn't work if we were on our sides. So don't argue with me, lover. Because I know exactly what I want, and how I want it."
The brothers didn't protest, and she was soon guiding Roy's big prick into her well-fucked cunthole. As soon as she had gotten settled, she leaned toward Pete's prick, giving Wayne room to find her asshole with his shaft.
She sucked in her breath as Wayne's cock-knob shoved past her sphincter. Even though she had been recently screwed in the ass, her shitter was so unused to being fucked that it tightened up.
"Easy!" she whimpered. "Oh, please, lover! Not so fast!"
"You're stretched enough," Wayne answered. "We met Jeremy and Harvey out in the parking lot. Once we found out that all four of us had screwed you, they told us that we might get some more cunt and ass if we came in. Harvey said your ass was ready for another dick, and it sure is."
While she whined from the stinging, she reached for Pete's cock, to start sucking him. She found that he was already hard, and she immediately knew why.
"You do like to see me getting fucked," she accused without anger. "God, lover! I thought you just-ahhhhh-let them fuck me because you thought I wanted it."
"It's a little of both," he replied. "Now's not the time to talk, honey. Get your mouth on my prick and bring me off."
Crystal didn't hesitate to obey.
"You ever see so many freckles in your life?" Roy asked. "Shit, she's covered with them."
"Yeah, and aren't they sexy?" Wayne responded. "Didn't get a good enough look at her before. Sure could feel her, though. So soft and silky. Hell, look at her gobble Pete's cock. Wish I could have my prick in every hole she's got. All at one time."
Pete chuckled. "That's why I like watching her get fucked. Because I can feel my cock in her cunt and asshole, just knowing she's being screwed there."
Crystal wasn't joining in on the lustful conversation. Her mouth was too packed with prickmeat to allow her to speak.
The two brothers were giving her pussy and shitter something to really enjoy. Inches upon inches of hard fuckpole rammed her as though they wanted to make her pay full attention to their bulldozing strokes. Her delighted body was responding just as it had been when Harvey and Jeremy had been fucking her. Even though Roy and Wayne had somewhat smaller cocks, they were still able to really give her fuckholes a going-over. Plunging in, yanking back, they were showing her that they were indeed capable of making her want their cocks.
"Yeah, you're getting hot, aren't you, babe?" Pete asked in a rumbhng voice. "Sure you are! With three dicks pounding at you, that's all you can do, huh?"
"Nnnnnmmmm!" she purred.
"You've taken on six guys already tonight, counting these two. Shit. All that cock, and you're still fucking horny! Well, we'll see that you get cooled down, honey. Once we finish with you, your little ass won't be able to even wiggle."
The lusty threat sent a shiver through Crystal. Her ass was snapping from side to side. The potent fucking was just exactly what she needed, was giving her reason to turn on all the more, and also provided her with enough friction that she was soon in the throes of an explosive orgasm.
"Hhhuuunnnn!" she shrieked wildly. "Nnnnhhhhh!"
Her cunt and shitter were spasming, clamp- ing down on the two rampaging pricks. She slurped on Pete's cock even more avidly, swirling her tongue around it, shoving his cockhead down her throat. If her lover wanted to see her go crazy over getting fucked, then she would show him just how hot a bitch she could be.
Holding her lover's balls in her hand, Crystal did all she could to swallow his whole shaft. Gagging, her spit drooling from her lips, she kept working to force his cock into her mouth. At the same time, she wasn't slacking off in her fuck with Roy and Wayne. Her asscheeks were undulating in rapid, gyrating motions, thrilling her in a way that the previous fuck hadn't done.
"Don't hurt yourself," Pete muttered. "Just take it easy. Honey, there's no way you can take my whole cock, so quit trying."
But Crystal wasn't willing to listen. She had something to prove to him. She was determined to make him know how much he meant to her, and she knew of only one way to do it.
"Roy, Wayne, hold it!" Pete ordered. "Honey, you stop a second, too! Crystal, I mean it!"
He was pulling on her hair while he withdrew his prick from between her suckling lips. It was only when he kept her from getting at his cock that she looked up at his face, her large green eyes showing her bewilderment.
"You can't swallow my cock," he stated flatly. "You'll only strangle yourself trying. Please, baby. Don't think you have to take it all the way. I don't expect you to."
"But I want to!" she argued. "Because- well, just because, that's all!"
He smiled. "Just forget trying to take me to the balls."
"But I want to try."
"Honey, I said no. Okay?"
"Well, okay," she agreed reluctantly. "I was just trying to do it for you."
"I know. And don't think I don't appreciate it. Now. You calmed down enough to get back to the fun?"
"Mmmmm, I sure am, lover!"
"Then get your lips around this big cock and prove it."
As she once again got his wonderful prick in her mouth, the two brothers resumed fucking her pussy and bunghole. In moments, they had her as hot as she had been before, ready to cum. But she didn't try to force all of Pete's cockshaft down her throat. She didn't want her lover calling another halt to the fuck.
Pete was holding her head, as though making certain that she wouldn't try to swallow all of his prick.
But Crytal had learned her lesson. She would do whatever he told her, so that she could keep on sucking his prick, because she didn't want to take the chance that he would keep his delicious prick from her.
Wayne was bruising her shitter with his prodding cockshaft, thrusting it in hard, his strokes long and full. His brother was fucking her pussyhole faster, driving his cock upward as he held onto her titties for support.
"Nnnnuuhh!" she wailed ecstatically.
Once more lost to her passions, Crystal resumed fucking the two brothers with renewed energy. She was sucking hard on Pete's shaft, too, her hand massaging his large balls.
The taste of her lover's cockmeat excited her. The aroma of sizzling pussy juice aroused her. The feel of a cock ramming into her cunt while another reamed her shitter was titillating to the extreme. A part of her seemed detached, watching, measuring her reactions and her enjoyment. It was almost like seeing herself getting fucked while she fucked, and it was too thrilling for her to bear.
"Nnnnnnhhnn!" she cried as she climaxed again.
"That's it!" Roy gasped. "Just let yourself go! Yeah! Fuck us, honey!"
She was dizzy, almost out of control. Another orgasm ripped through her, and she shrieked again. She was riding the cocks in her cunthole and ass, meanwhile giving the prick in her mouth a more lustful sucking.
She ran her tongue around Pete's gorgeous cockshaft, trying to devour his cock just as her pussy and butthole were swallowing the other studs' prick. She was feeling weaker, not as able to screw. Yet she wasn't about to slow down if she could help it. Not when she had three lovers to please.
"Yeah, work that ass on my cock!" Wayne screamed. "Keep it moving, bitch! Oh, yeah! Twist it around! Shit, what a feeling! Keep it up, honey! Just keep it up!"
After her last climax, the fires were still popping, scorching her over and over without letting her catch her breath. She didn't know whether or not she was going to be able to stand it for long.
Her faint cries were the first sign that she wasn't going to last much longer. Instead of shrieks and screams, the sounds were frail, thin.
The men were continuing to fuck their cocks into her as if they thought she would be able to fuck all night. But she was becoming all fucked out, and there wasn't anything she could do to change it.
Her mouth was almost numb from all the sucking she had done. Her cunt and shitter were aching, the fucking having taken its toll on them, too. Yet as tired as she was getting, there was not one sign that her lovers were ready to cum. Urgently, she tried to suck Pete's cockshaft while milking the ones in her fuckholes. She was ready to quit, to give up, because she was too damned worn out to even think.
"I think she's about had it," Pete muttered. "Hang on just a couple more minutes, honey. That's all I'm gonna need. Then you'll get a mouthful of juice."
"I'm close to shooting, too!" Roy gasped. "Hell, even when she's ready to drop, she can really fuck!"
Wayne smiled* "I'll say. She's working my cock over with that ass of hers! Damn, it's great! Just fucking great!"
Crystal was whining, barely able to keep her lips closed around Pete's huge cockshaft. She was hanging onto his asscheeks, almost too exhausted to stay upright. But she was determined to not let any of her lovers down, especially the man whose cock was in her mouth. So she kept writhing, working her body for the men, and prayed that she would soon excite them into shooting off.
Her movements were slowing down even more. Her ass was barely wiggling.
Pete was holding her head steady and ramming his cock into her mouth, doing all the work for her.
"Oh, hell!" Wayne growled. "This is it!"
As his cockshaft lurched and spewed jism up her shitter, his brother's cock also erupted. The dual spurts of hot spunk made Crystal climax even though she had no desire to.
Pete was still thrusting his prick into her mouth, still holding her head so that she had to take his prick.
The brothers were lying still, their cocks shrinking inside her fuck-holes, their hands wandering over her freckled skin.
Just when she was about to cry from the aching pain in her jaws, Pete's cock spat out its juice. Drinking it with obvious delight, Crystal took every drop he had to give her. Had he not been holding onto her head so tightly, she would have fallen on top of Roy in total exhaustion.
"There, you fucking bitch!" Pete growled. "You think you've had enough cock and cum for now?"
She groaned in reply, daintily licking the last drops of cream from his spent cock. She had not only had enough, she was ready to sleep for a week.
"She's had it," Wayne said. "Let's clear out of the way, Roy, so she can lie down."
The two brothers got off the bed, then Pete let go of her head.
Like a wilted flower, Crystal sank down, feeling the sticky jism between her legs and in her ass-crack, tasting the strong cream on her lips. Her eyes were closed, as though she were asleep, but she was listening to what her lovers were saying.
"Guess she was too tired to take us on," Roy commented. "Sure was some good cunt, though. And the way she went after your prick with her mouth. Never saw anything like that in my life."
"She's just not used to fucking," Pete responded. "Not yet, anyway. Oh, just thought I'd mention it, only you two, Stan, Jeremy, and Harvey can screw her. Got that? Don't go telling every trucker you see that he can find some hot cunt at my truck stop. I won't appreciate it."
"Hey, we understand," Wayne agreed.
"We'd even understand if you said you want to keep her to yourself."
Crystal felt a hand gliding up and down her back, pausing to squeeze her plump asscheeks. Moaning, she squirmed, a smile coming to her lips.
Pete chuckled. "I think she's got enough spring in her ass to handle the six of us. After all, it won't be often that she can get so much prick. Sometimes I don't see any of you guys for a month."
"Then maybe your problem will be in keeping her hot cunt satisfied all by yourself," Roy suggested.
"Mmmmmm, he won't have any trouble there," Crystal murmured faintly. "I can guarantee that."
"You realize you're lying in a huge wet spot?" Pete asked. "We should go take a shower."
"Not now!" she pleaded. "I'm too tired to move!"
"Yeah? Let me see just how tired you are."
She felt him stretch out beside her, then stroke a finger down her crack until he was touching her clit.
Groaning, Crystal flexed her buttocks, twisting them.
"Don't, lover!" she begged softly. "I can't take anymore!"
"Sure, you can," he muttered. "Let me show my friends, and you, that I can keep your hot pussy satisfied even if I don't have my cock in it."
"I know you can do it!" she whimpered. "God, Pete, just please leave me alone for now!"
"Open your legs a little more, honey. Come on! Yeah! That should give me enough room. Now you just lie there and cum for me. Okay?"
She groaned, wanting to argue yet starting to feel sort of warm and tingly from his frigging finger. He was treating her sore cunt to some very nice fingering.
"Oh, God!" she moaned as she heated up. "You're a bastard, lover! A damned, fucking, wonderful bastard!"
In less than a couple of minutes, Pete had her all steamed up again, ready for another blistering climax. While she could hardly wiggle, she was instinctively trying to work her cunt against his fingers, helping him stroke her that much more. His touch was masterful yet delicate, seducing her into getting turned on rather than trying to force anything to happen. But she was getting the message, loud and clear.
"Want me to quit now?" he asked. "Or should I bring you off, let these two guys see how much you want me?"
"Keep fingering my cunt!" she mewled. "Oh, shit, Pete! You can't stop yet!"
He frigged her more potently, prodding at her clit, rubbing her cuntlips between his fingers.
As she began to squirm more avidly, he pulled her legs farther apart, giving all three men a better view of what he was doing to her.
None of the studs were saying anything. It was as though they were all content to stare at her open slit and watch her lover work to make her cum.
Pete was making her cunt excited, causing her clit to erect.
While she writhed in blissful torment, Pete gently fingered her sore cunt. She groaned, but despite the discomfort, it felt very, very good.
"Yeah, that's my baby!" he murmured. "I thought you still had a little fuck left in you. Not much, though, huh? Enough for one more cum? Answer me, honey. Are you gonna cum again?"
"Oooooh, yes! You're fingering me just right! A little more! Only a little-more- nnnaahhh!"
He kept frigging her cunt until she quit mov- ing, letting her enjoy the way her climax faded away. Then, when she sighed and closed her legs together, Pete slid his hand away.
"Well, guys? Think I can't handle her?"
"Okay, so we were wrong," Roy said. "You two obviously have something going between you. Which is fine with me."
"Yeah, who wouldn't want a fine bitch like that for his very own?" Wayne added. "Look, we've gotta get on the road. We should be back this way in a couple of weeks. It'll be all right if we stop by for more than food, won't it?"
"Sure," Pete replied. "And lock the door on your way out. Tell Stan I'll be over to relieve him later."
"Got it," Roy said.
She heard them leave, then Pete turned her over onto her back. She looked up at him, smiling, because he had made her so very happy.
"Do you know why I wanted them to lock the door?"
Her smile faded. "Oh, God, lover! You don't want to fuck me, do you? I'd love to have your cock in me, but I'm-" "No, honey," he interrupted. "I just want to be alone with you for a while. Just you and me, without anyone walking in. Does that sound good to you?"
"If I didn't have your cum all over my mouth, I'd kiss you. Damn, Pete! You are wonderful, do you know that?"
"You are, too, babe," he murmured. "You know, I kind of hope that all five of those guys will stay away for a few weeks. Well, Stan can't leave until his rig's repaired, but that shouldn't be but a couple more days." He sighed. "I'm sounding possessive, huh?"
"That's okay, lover. I like it."
"But your old boyfriend-" "He wasn't you," she cut in. "Just like Stan and the others aren't you. I don't know how to say it, honey, but if you're worried about boring me, don't bother to think about it. As imaginative as you are, and with that big cock of yours, I think you could hold my interest for a long, long time."
"Then kiss me, you sexy bitch! And don't hold back on the tongue!"
As their mouths met and she wrapped her arms around him, Crystal sighed. She had a job, a man, and all the satisfaction she could ever hope to get. If that wasn't good luck, nothing was.
