If Freud, Kinsey, and Masters and Johnson could read this exciting and true to life novel, they would immediately recognize the characters as typical of the sexually disturbed people they dealt with.
Unfortunately, even in the decades since Freud, sexual repression and inhibition remains a serious problem in our contemporary society. Even though we deal with sex in a much more open and frank manner, a good proportion of the American population still fail to achieve sexual satisfaction.
The protagonists of this book, George and Marsha Billings, would seem to have everything. They are young, attractive, and successful materially. But a dark cloud of sexual dissatisfaction threatens to destroy their marriage.
Unable to find release and physical love in his wife's arms, George turns to another woman. But he soon finds that his inability to communicate his inner feelings to Marsha have resulted in a bizarre situation. His wife, unhappy and left alone, befriends a young girl and is soon seduced.
Excitement mounts as the dangerous confrontation nears. The author guides us along, explicitly detailing the emotional explosion when the husband discovers the two young women in a situation that leaves little to the imagination.
Some would-be arbiters of our literary scene claim that nothing is gained by such revealing insights into the private sexual lives of fictional characters. As publishers of this important novel, we disagree strongly. Literature that holds itself above life or distorts reality is meaningless and unworthy of consideration by the serious student of human nature.
You may be shocked by this book. It pulls no punches in giving us a revealing picture of people who might be your neighbors. For that reason, we recommend it for the mature reader only.
-THE PUBLISHER
CHAPTER ONE
"Jesus H. Christ, this place is like a morgue!"
Marsha Billings looked at her husband in surprise. It had been his idea to spend their two-week vacation at the plush mountain resort. She would have much preferred Mexico or Hawaii.
"You wanted to come to Pine Valley," she reminded him in a soft voice. "Besides, I suppose most of the other guests are out horseback riding or walking, or something...."
Her voice trailed off as she saw the irritation on his face.
George looked around the luxuriously furnished cabin. It was tasteful and designed for comfort. He appreciated expensive things and he was happy, at least, for this much.
"I suppose you're right," he replied, starting to unpack his suitcase. "But I sure as hell didn't come up here just to look at the trees and the sky. I want to meet people and have a good time!"
"Where in the world did you hear about Pine Valley?" Marsha asked. She knew that her husband had always expressed a preference for the beach over the mountains. "I mean, this just doesn't seem to be the kind of place you'd want to come to."
"Bob Wilcox told me about the place," George replied. "He was up here for a week last spring. He said that there were lots of groovy people, good food, and plenty of chance to unwind and forget the city."
Marsha shivered involuntarily at Bob Wilcox's name. She had never liked George's friend and she still blushed when she thought of his crude and drunken advances toward her at one of their parties.
"Well, he certainly wasn't wrong about being able to unwind," she said, looking out the large picture window to the heavily wooded valley that stretched out for miles. In the distance she could see the dark brooding mountain tops.
George finished his unpacking and came over to stand by his lovely young wife. His arm went around her slim waist and he pulled her voluptuous body closer to his own, feeling the smoothly rounded buttocks pressing into his own heated thigh. His thick cock twitched in anticipation of getting his young wife into bed and plowing his rock-hard cock deep up into her moistly quivering little pussy. She was so lovely that he could hardly believe his good fortune in marrying her.
Marsha had been a new secretary in his office only six months ago. He could still remember how excited he had felt when she had reported to him to help with a difficult report that had to be finished quickly. Her twenty year-old body was unbelievably ripe and inviting, from the lovely rounded breasts down her flat stomach, swelling hips and buttocks, and the long willowy legs that he could, even then, imagine wrapped around his hard-muscled back while he thrust into her. She had deep green eyes, a little nose that was turned up on the end, full crimson lips that flashed open when she smiled, and long blonde hair that framed her perfectly shaped face.
Their subsequent courtship had been a dizzying whirl of intimate dinners, late theatres, and gay weekends with him showing Marsha everything there was to see about San Francisco. He learned little about her except that she was an orphan who had been raised in Iowa by a maiden aunt and that she had come to California to find work.
He was almost out of his mind with lust for the gorgeous young Marsha when the realization finally struck him that the only way he was going to get her to bed was by marrying her.
At thirty-two, George had successfully resisted all of the other offers of marriage by young women who were impressed by his position as an architectural engineer with a large firm. But this time it was different and he could hardly wait until the weekend they slipped away to Palm Springs for a quick civil ceremony and a short honeymoon.
"Jesus, baby, this mountain air sure makes me horny!"
His laugh was lewd and he tightened his grip around Marsha's slim waist as he felt her tense her body. His cock was swelling rapidly and he wanted nothing more than to get her into bed quickly.
"George!" she replied in an irritated voice. "I wish you wouldn't use that kind of language!"
"Huh? I don't know of any better way to describe it," he said, bringing his free hand up to close over Marsha's soft breast. He could feel her nipple through the silk blouse and it excited him even more.
Suddenly Marsha pulled away and went toward her own unopened suitcase. She opened it and began to take out her clothing and lay it on the bed.
"I really don't feel like ... like making love now," she said in a tense voice. "I've got a headache from the drive up here."
"It seems to me you've been having a hell of a lot of headaches lately'" George snapped, "especially when I want to get a little ass!"
He could see his young wife's face reddening from his crude words but he was angry now and wanted to hurt her. At first, when he had discovered that she was a virgin, his lovemaking had been tender and gentle with the unresponsive young woman. Then, as the weeks passed and she had increased her coldness, he took her as he would take a whore-quickly and without thought to anything but his own pleasure. Now, their infrequent sexual contacts had become almost combative, with Marsha not even bothering to show her disdain for his body.
"You're just like an animal!" she spat out at him, turning to face her husband. "All you ever think about is sex!"
George could see her breasts heaving from emotion and for a moment he wanted to take her into his arms and comfort her and tell her that he loved her. Her next words made him forget that sentiment quickly.
"You're just like all men-disgusting and dirty! I wish I'd never met you!"
The young husband could hardly believe his ears.
"Then why did you marry me?" he asked in a tight voice. "You knew exactly what I was like then! God knows, you cock-teased enough with your goddamned 'Wait until we're married, sweetheart, it'll be different then!' What in the hell did you think men and women did together?"
George's mocking voice only made her tremble more and Marsha could feel the salty tears forming at the corners of her eyes and start to flow down her burning cheek.
"I didn't think it would be like this!" she retorted in a choking voice. "I didn't know the awful things you'd want to make me do!"
"You mean things like sucking my cock?"
"Stop it!" Marsha cried out.
"Or do you mean things like my wanting to lick your pussy once in a while?"
"Please! Don't say those kinds of things," Marsha begged, her whole body trembling with emotion from his verbal assault. It seemed as if her whole world were crumbling down around her and she wanted only for him to stop the terrible words.
"You're frigid, you little bitch," George screamed out in rage and frustration. "FR-I-G-I-D! You're not a real woman, you're some kind of freak who enjoys torturing me until I'm half crazy with goddamned desire! What kind of pleasure do you get from doing that?"
He grabbed his sportcoat from the bed and he crossed the lawn that lay between the row of cabins and the large lodge building where he hoped to find the well-stocked bar that the tourist brochures advertised.
He was still shaking with rage as he entered the low log building. The lobby was empty and he looked around the well furnished room for a clue as to where the bar might be. Then he saw the small sign over a door at the far end of the room and he went quickly toward it.
The bar was empty when he entered. Chairs were stacked on the tables and all of the lights were out. Through the full-length windows he could see the swimming pool and tennis courts.
"Hi!"
He turned quickly to see a dim figure standing in the doorway through which he had just entered.
"Are you the bartender? I'm dying for a drink!"
As his eyes adjusted to the dimness of the bar he saw that the other person was a young woman. She stood there waiting for him to reply, her slender arm on one swelling hip. She was young-no more than twenty-three or four and he realized that she was one of the most beautiful women that he had ever seen. Her voluptuous body was clad only in a skimpy bikini that revealed almost all of her tanned and gorgeous flesh. His eyes roamed appreciatively over her naked flesh, from the luscious breasts down to her nude midsection covered only by the wisp of bright yellow cloth. His eyes stopped for a moment at the spot where he knew her beautiful young pussy lay. Her legs were even better than Marsha's and George gasped as the girl ran one long hand down her thigh and massaged it.
"Are you the bartender?" she repeated in a sexy voice.
"What? Oh, no, I'm a guest!" he replied in an awed voice, still recovering from the sight of the beautiful girl. His cock throbbed from the frustration of the scene with Marsha and he hoped that the girl wouldn't notice.
"That's too bad," the girl said with a smile. "I got in this morning and I'm dying for a drink. I guess everyone is off on that trail ride that the manager told me about."
George had crossed the room until he was standing in front of the girl and from this distance she was even better looking. He noticed that she had short dark hair and lovely features. Her eyes were hidden by the large sunglasses that she wore.
"I-I'm George Billings," he said, extending his hand. An electric shock ran through his body as her warm flesh grasped his. "I just got in a few minutes ago myself and I need a drink as badly as you do."
"Pleased to meet you, George, I'm Linda Smith," she replied. "Do you know how to mix a martini?"
"Sure," George said, unable to take his eyes off the girl's body. "Shall I make us one?"
"I was thinking, I've got all the ingredients in my cabin. Would you care to join me there and do the honors?"
"I'd like nothing better," George said in reply. "Lead the way."
As he followed the girl out of the bar and across the lobby he watched in fascination as her hips swayed invitingly and her swelling buttocks jiggled up and down.
"My cabin is by the pool," the girl said as they went out of the lodge building. "I asked for one there because I like to swim so much."
George was happy to see that her cabin lay in the opposite direction from his own. No use fanning the flames by letting Marsha see him with Linda.
"Here we are," Linda said as they went into her cabin. "Everything you need is in the wet-bar and there's ice in the little fridge underneath."
George managed one last look at the girl's lovely legs before he went behind the bar and started making the drinks. Her cabin was similar to his own and he soon had a pitcher of martinis ready.
"I hope you like them dry," he said as he set the pitcher of drinks and two glasses down on the coffee table in front of the couch where Linda waited.
"Honey, I just don't care if they're dry or sweet as long as they're cold and wet!" Linda laughed, staring up at the hard-muscled body of her guest. "Sit down here next to me and let's get acquainted."
George needed no further urging and he sprawled out next to Linda, feeling her warm hip pressing into his as they sipped their martinis.
"This is really good, honey," Linda said finally, sitting her glass down on the table next to the pitcher. "I'll bet you're good at everything you do!"
The young husband blushed from the compliment and the nearness of the beautiful woman. He knew that she was aware that he was gazing down into the furrow between her breasts but she gave no sign of any embarrassment.
"Like them?" Linda said suddenly.
"Hell yes, you've got great ... uh, great...." he replied, stammering at the frankness of her question.
"Tits?"
"Y-yes," George managed to say.
"I believe in speaking very candidly," Linda said, stretching her long body out provocatively. "I mean, what's the use of beating around the bush? Right?"
He had made the drinks extra strong and the alcohol suddenly made him bolder than he normally was. George reached out and patted Linda's naked thigh.
"Right on, baby. And right now I'd like nothing better than to get a real look at those things!"
Suddenly all of the sexual frustrations he had held within himself rose to the surface and he wanted to slam his pulsing cock into the girl's inviting pussy. Before he knew what he was doing his hands had circled her body and were pulling at the straps of her skimpy bikini top.
"Wow, you don't waste time, do you?" Linda gasped as the piece of material came away and her voluptuously swelling breasts were exposed to his frantic gaze.
He pushed the girl backwards on the couch until their bodies were stretched out side by side. He could see the cherry-tipped nipples of her large breasts staring at him invitingly and his face came down on them, his half open mouth sucking in the sweet flesh avidly as his tongue began to lick and nibble at the already-straining mounds of female glands.
"Aaaahhhhhhh!" Linda groaned with pleasure. "Oh, baby, that's good! Suck them good, honey, suck my tits good!"
George teased the erect nipples between his lips as his tongue flashed around and around the wonderful orbs. He could feel his thick cock throbbing for release from the restraints of his trousers and he reached down and unzipped his fly. Without a word, Linda pushed his hand away and reached inside his trousers and began to massage the pulsating organ.
"Oh, Jesus, honey, what a cock! I've never felt one this big before! Are you going to make me suck it? Are you?"
The obscene words increased his pleasure and he nibbled at her breasts and nipple with greater urgency, shaking with desire for the lovely girl. He knew that her question was a rhetorical one and that she would soon be swallowing the thick organ between her lovely lips.
"Oooohhhhh, baby, that tongue action is really great," Linda murmured. She reached out at the same time and her hand closed over his and guided it down to the secret spot between her trembling legs. "Feel my pussy, honey, play with my clit while you suck my tits!"
George's hand plunged down into the warm spot between her thighs and his fingers began to rub against the thin material of her bikini. He could feel the swelling plump lips of her pussy and the furrow that separated them.
Suddenly, he brought his mouth up off of her delicious breast and stared at her lust-contorted face.
"This isn't going to be one of those cockteasing sessions, is it?" He demanded in a hard voice.
"God, baby, I'm already way out of control! You could do anything you wanted to me and I couldn't-or wouldn't stop you!"
"Then let's get down to business," George said.
He half-rose from the couch and began to hook his fingers in the waistband of her bikini bottom. Linda lifted her bottom to allow the material to slide down over her hips and long legs.
George gasped as he saw her pussy for the first time.
"Honey, that's the most beautiful sight I've ever seen in my entire life," he said passionately.
His eyes were riveted to the moistly quivering furrow as he tossed aside the bikini bottom. Linda spread her thighs further apart to give him better access to the hair lined slit and his fingers immediately went to the wet flesh.
"My clit! Get your fingers working on my clit!" she cried out with frustration, humping her body upwards to meet the hand that closed roughly over her dark triangle.
George pulled his own clothing off with one hand while he continued to slide his fingers over her pussy, from the moistly trembling bottom near her buttocks up to the straining little bud of flesh of her clitoris. Soon he was naked and stretched out alongside her again, his rigid cock pulsing madly against her heated thigh.
"Pump me up!" he demanded, forcing his throbbing organ into her hand. "Jesus, baby, give me some action too!"
Linda's fingers closed over his massive rod lovingly, barely able to encircle the huge cock as she started to slowly pump up and down the hot male flesh. Her eyes were glazed with desire and her breathing came faster as their hands worked in concert to bring them to new heights of lust.
George could hardly believe his good fortune. Only a scant half-hour ago he was arguing with Marsha. Now, he had his fingers sunk deeply within the gorgeous Linda's pussy while she ran her hand up and down his blood-swollen penis. And in less time than it would take to tell he would be fucking her as he had wanted to fuck his young wife. "I can't wait any longer, baby," he groaned as his cock threatened to burst under the insistent pressure of Linda's expert hand.
"Then fuck me! Get that beautiful rod up in my cunt and really ram it home!" Linda's voice was as excited as his own and she was burning up with lust.
Moving quickly, George lifted his body up and spread her lovely white thighs with his knee. He could see her little plump pussy lips spread open slightly, revealing the glistening inner flesh of her coral-hued vagina.
"Hook your leg over the back of the couch," he grunted. "I want that cunt wide open for me!"
"Anything you say, lover, just as long as you hurry up," Linda replied with a passionate moan.
She let one long leg slip to the floor so that she could have plenty of leverage to thrust back at his demanding cock. She wanted every inch of the huge organ plowing up into her hungrily-clasping pussy.
"I'm going to give you the best goddamned fuck you've ever had in your life, baby," George boasted as he poised his madly throbbing penis just outside the wet entrance to her vaginal passage. "I'm going to make you scream for more!"
"Oh, my God, hurry!" Linda begged. She could just barely feel the tremendous tool brushing against her fluttering pussy lips and it drove her wild with desire. "Make me come! Make me COMMMMEEEEEEEEE!"
Her voice rose in a scream of ecstasy as George's pulsating cock slipped inside her vaginal opening and began to bore deep up into her belly.
In a moment they were fucking furiously. The young husband sawed in and out with wild abandon, groaning as Linda clasped and unclasped her tight pussy around his massive rod, milking the juices as if she couldn't get enough of the sweet male flesh.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! That's right, lover, shove it to meeeee!"
For the first time in his life George felt an overwhelming sexual power sweep over him. He was actually making this beautiful young girl scream with lust and desire for him. All of his previous thoughts of his cold and unresponsive wife were gone, replaced by the immediacy of the moment. It was as if he had the most talented cock in the world and could bring any woman to the heights of exquisite delight.
Their damp pubic mounds ground together as he speared Linda's tightly clenching cunt. His lust-swollen testicles banged into her upthrust buttocks mightily, causing her to groan even more. Every wonderful sensation in the world was centered in the thick throbbing head of his cock as it beat against her womb.
"MMMMNNNNN," she murmured over and over again, forcing her lovely legs to respond to his hammer-like thrusts. "Fuck me, fuck me......FUCK MEEEEEEE!"
Linda's face was contorted with desire and she felt the saliva oozing from her crimson lips as she twisted and bucked upward to meet his awful, pleasure-giving lunges. It was as if she were being torn apart by his tremendous male organ and she clenched her vaginal muscles tightly around the thick column of flesh to increase the pleasure.
"Get your legs around me," George ordered suddenly. "Get those long beautiful legs around my back and start fucking in earnest!"
Linda's legs flew up and her ankles locked around the small of his back, exposing more of her nakedly glistening cunt to his rampaging penis. She groaned over and over as he brought his hands down and under her smoothly-fleshed buttocks, his fingers grazing the tiny puckered anal opening as they moved.
"Put your finger in my asshole, baby," she begged in a low, throaty voice. "Shove it all the way up!"
George's middle-finger had already began to toy with the hairless little opening and he needed to urging before pressing it against the unresisting orifice. He was immediately rewarded with a gasp of delight as the sphincter muscle relaxed and his finger slipped easily into the tight hole. He thrust it upward until his palm was resting against her twisting buttocks and he could go no further. Through the thin membrane that separated her rectum from her vagina he could feel his huge cock firmly imbedded deep within her and it increased his excitement.
"Twist it, baby, finger-fuck my asshole!"
It was as if Linda had suddenly changed into a wild nymphomaniac. She screamed out her pleasure as she tried to force more of the finger up into her. Groaning with frustration, she increased the tempo of her upthrusting pelvis until their combined rhythm had become insane.
"AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!" Linda screamed. "I'm COMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG! I'M GOING TO COMMMMMEEEEE!"
George could feel the thick white sperm rushing up through his cock and he moaned with the delicious sensations that surged through him. Her pussy was milking him with an urgency so great that he thought for a moment that she would cut off the dilated passage from his balls to the purplish head of his cock.
Then, with a wild cry their bodies suddenly became motionless for a second. Each of them was experiencing something so pleasurable that they wanted to prolong it forever.
"All! AHHHHHHH!" Linda gurgled, then resumed her mad twisting as she felt the spasm of orgasm shake her. His cock exploded within her warmly twitching pussy and every nerve in her lower body threatened to erupt with pleasure. "OH, MY GOD, FUCK ME, YOU BASTARD!"
On and on their wild humping went until both of their bodies were exhausted and satiated by the thrilling lust. Then, his cock still firmly imbedded in her rigidly-clenched pussy, George moaned and collapsed on top of her, his hard-muscled chest coming to rest against her soft breasts.
"Baby," she moaned at last, "you were right. That's the best goddamned fuck I ever had in my life!"
CHAPTER TWO
They lay in each other's arms, still too exhausted to move.
"Move your cock a little bit, lover," Linda asked in a low voice, "I'm still getting a few little spasms in my cunt."
The young husband smiled as he flexed the muscles of his cock. It was still inside her warm moist pussy, held there by her talented thighs. He could feel it deflating but he wanted to give her one last surge of pleasure.
"I'll have to teach you how to control that thing when it's only half-hard," Linda laughed, reaching over to the low coffee table for a cigarette and lighter.
"Baby, I'll be the best fucking pupil you ever had," George punned in response. "Light one for me, will you?"
Finally, his cock slipped completely out of her pussy and he rolled over next to her. The couch was huge and there was enough room for them both.
"I just want a couple of puffs of this thing and then I'll begin your next lesson," Linda chided, throwing her left leg up on the back of the couch and exposing her ripe cunt to the soothing air. She reached down at the same time and patted his limp cock, running her fingers lovingly up and down the wetly glistening organ.
"You were going at it like you never had a good piece of ass in your life," Linda laughed. "What's the matter, aren't you getting any at home?"
"Home?" George said in confusion.
"I noticed your wedding ring right away," she answered. "I like married men best as a matter-of-fact, they get right down to business with none of that sick cow bullshit about love!"
"Yes, I'm married," he admitted. "My wife is over in our cabin right now. I suppose you've heard this one before, but she just can't seem to get to like sex."
"Her loss is my gain," Linda replied. "I hope she never does learn to get it on. That means I'll have you all to myself for the next few days." She paused and a look of concern crossed her face. "You are going to stay for a while, aren't you?"
It was George's turn to laugh.
"Hell yes, honey. I wouldn't dream of leaving you with your pussy not satisfied. But we're going to have to be careful. I happen to love Martha in spite of her feelings about sex and I don't want anything to cause her to leave me!"
"Maybe she'll see things differently after I've had a chance to show you a few tricks!"
"I'd give anything in the world if she could just be a little bit like you," George replied sincerely. "I mean when she's fucking me, of course!"
His cock was responding to her gentle hand manipulations by swelling again and he felt his breathing become faster. It had been so long since he'd enjoyed a woman this way that he thought he could fuck all day and still come back for more.
"You know," Linda murmured, "for a moment there I thought you were a real man!"
"What do you mean?" he asked in surprise.
"You know, when you pulled my bikini top off and really turned me on. I like my men to be masterful that way. I want them to be right on top of everything. A girl really digs that!"
For a moment George pondered her words. She was right, he thought. He had felt strong and powerful when he ripped off the thin piece of material and clamped his hungry mouth on her breasts. She was openly inviting him to be the aggressor and he would be a fool if he ignored her words.
"Don't get the wrong idea, baby," he replied in a firm voice. "I'm the man around here and don't you forget it! And to show you just who in the hell is boss I want you to get that mouth of yours around my cock and start sucking!"
Without waiting for an answer he reached over and clamped his hands around her head and guided it brutally down to where his cock waited. He could see the look of delight in her eyes and he knew that he hadn't disappointed her.
"Oh, yeah, lover, that's the way I like to be treated!" she moaned with pleasure as her tongue came out from between her lips and touched his heated male flesh.
"Lick my come off first," he ordered her, once again feeling the former surge of power. "Get that pretty little tongue working, you bitch, I want my cock cleaned!"
For an instant she paused, feeling a thrill of anticipation. Then, she began to lick the long throbbing shaft with loving thrusts of her tongue, sweeping up and down the glistening naked flesh with greater and greater urgency. She was moaning as he guided her head up and down, her lower body twisting in time to the obscene movements.
"I love your cock, it's so big and hard," she said, pausing for a second as her tongue prepared to lick out the still wet come from the tip of his pulsating penis. "Oh, God, I want to suck your huge cock!"
He let her go on for a few more minutes before he ordered her to take the massive tool into her waiting mouth.
Linda's eyes were glazed with lust again as she ovaled her mouth and brought it down over the head of his cock. George had never felt anything so wonderful in his life and he moaned from the sudden warm contact of his organ with her warm oral cavity.
"That's right, baby, suck it all in," he demanded.
The shaft sank deeper and deeper into her mouth and her tongue began to lick avidly around the huge organ as he pressed her head down onto himself. Linda's lips tightened and gave him even more pleasure as the rod slipped easily to the back of her throat. Then, with a gurgled cry of delight, she started to suck him dry again.
"Oh, Jesus, honey, that's good!" he groaned, feeling her devour him. "I never had a blow-job like this before, keep it up, you sweet little bitch you!"
His whole body was afire with the most intense sensations that he had ever experienced and he could almost feel her tonsils as his massive knob head grazed them.
On and on the exquisite pleasure went until he felt that he was being entirely consumed by the hungry mouth and lips. She was aflame herself, lost in the delightful cock impaling her, her tongue a stabbing tool that brought him to the verge of sexual ecstasy.
His hands were no longer guiding her head. She was sucking greedily, bobbing up and down the glistening shaft as if she were never going to get enough of the hot male flesh.
"Play with my balls," George cried out, wanting to increase the sensations even more.
Linda's hands were soon massaging his swollen testicles as her mouth continued to suck on his throbbing rod. He could see her whole body as she humped over him and it excited him tremendously to watch the jiggling smooth buttocks and her long legs stretched out before him. He wanted to reach down and sink his fingers in her cunt but there was no way he could reach them from this position.
"Would you like to sixty-nine, honey?" he asked, his breath coming in deep pants from the pleasure he was receiving.
She looked up at him with deeply grateful eyes, her mouth full with his life-giving shaft. Her murmured response was lost in the mouthful of cock but he knew that she was as excited by the idea as he was.
"Twist around, baby, but don't let go of that cock!"
In a swift movement, Linda brought her body around until her knees were on either side of his body and her naked pussy was exposed to his fascinated eyes. He could see every detail of the little hair-lined glistening pussy lips as they spread open and revealed her coral-colored inner pussy flesh. He wriggled her buttocks invitingly, almost out of her mind with the thought of his warm tongue and lips giving her pussy the same treatment that she was giving him.
"God, baby, that's a really beautiful sight! I can't wait to sink my tongue in your cunt!"
George could smell the pungent female odors that poured out of her gaping hole and he could almost taste the sweet juices. He raised his head and flicked out his tongue, just barely touching the wonderful flesh of her pubic mound. Then, flattening his tongue to give him the maximum surface, he started to sweep up and down her exposed pussy lips, from the hardened and straining bud of her clitoris to the warm vaginal opening. His tempo increased as her own head picked up the rhythm and they were soon moving in concert.
As his tongue probed the juicy opening to her womb, George found his eyes fixed on the tiny puckered anal opening and he brought his hands up and parted her smoothly rounded buttocks for a better look. The hairless orifice seemed to be inviting him to plunge his finger in again and he pressed his middle digit past her cringing sphincter muscle. His finger entered with a low pop and was soon worming up through the buttery channel, causing her to increase her own tongue movements up and down his throbbing cock.
"AAAAGGGHHHHHHH!" she cried out in surprise and pleasure.
"How'd you like to have my cock up that tight little asshole?" George asked, surprised at his own obscene bluntness. He had never fucked a woman in the ass before but he suspected that it wouldn't be long before his cock was impaling this sweet little hole and shooting the hot sticky juices up into her bowels.
He could tell from her increasingly frantic movements what the answer was and it excited him more than he could say. His tongue went back to the job of bringing her orgasm and he quickly found the meaty little straining clitoris again and sucked it into his mouth while his finger continued to plunge in and out of Linda's hungrily-clenching asshole. "UUUUUNNNNNNGGGGHHHH!"
Her muffled cries were the obvious beginning of her orgasm and he was relieved to find that his cock was suddenly pumping what seemed like gallons of sticky white sperm into her bulging cheeks. Linda's mouth didn't relax for a moment, but went on milking the shaft until every drop was hungrily sucked down her throat.
At the same time, her buttocks were churning furiously and George could taste the flowing female juices filling his own mouth. He sucked harder and rammed his finger into her asshole with more and more force.
Then, they fell apart, each of them lost in their own rapture. George still had his finger deeply planted in Linda's bottom and she made no move to have him remove it. His cock slipped out of her mouth to lie pulsing against his naked thigh.
After what seemed like hours, the exhausted girl moved her body up and around until she was lying next to him again.
"Wow! You sure as hell don't need many lessons, baby," she groaned, smiling at him. "You're as good with your mouth as you are with your cock!"
"Wow, yourself," he answered, satiated but not entirely oblivious to her obvious charms. "We make a great pair, don't we?"
"We sure do," Linda murmured dreamily. "I was afraid that I'd get up here and find only pimply-faced kids to fuck. You're the best thing that's happened to me since I lost my cherry!"
"Tell me something about yourself, Linda," George said, suddenly wanting to know more about the lovely young girl who had rescued him from the frustrations of celibacy.
"Oh, there isn't much to tell," she replied, lighting another cigarette. "I'm twenty-two, I work as a secretary in an ad agency in San Francisco ... that's about all except that I sure as hell like to fuck!"
"Don't you get any in Frisco?" George asked in wonder, puzzled by how a girl so lovely and sexy could do without cock for any length of time.
"Would you believe I still live with my mother?"
George laughed, thinking she was making a joke.
"No, it's true! I live at home and take care of her ... she's an invalid. My father's will specified that I wouldn't inherit any of his money ... it's quite a lot ... unless I stayed with her. Her only concession was to let me take a job. You can imagine how it must be for me to have to sneak around for a piece of ass when I need it!"
"Poor baby," George answered. "But at least you won't have to worry in the future. I live in Frisco too and I'd like nothing better than to provide you with all the cock you need."
"Why thank you, kind sir," Linda giggled. "I just might take you up on that. We could get together for a few lunchtime quickies!"
"How about a little quickie right now? I'd like to poke my cock up into your asshole!"
Linda quickly got up from the couch, afraid that he would do it before she could stop him. A frown crossed her pretty face and she looked down at him with agony written on her features.
"I'd really like to, honey," she said slowly. "But I've never had a cock in my rectum before and the thought of it scares the hell out of me at the same time as it fascinates me no end. I'd like for you to be the guy who scores on my asshole but give me a little time, ok?"
George argued unsuccessfully for a few moments before deciding that he would have to wait until some other time to fuck her in the ass. He could wait, he told himself, she would be here for at least another week. There would be plenty of time for ass-fucking before she left.
"I think you'd better go now, baby," Linda said, pulling the bikini bottom up over her long legs and swelling hips. "Your wife is probably worried about where you are and I think I hear the rest of the guests coming back."
George listened for a second and knew that she was right. He could hear the sound of horses coming up the trail that led from the corral and barn.
He pulled his body up from the couch and began to dress.
"When will I see you again?" Linda asked, forcing her gorgeous breasts into the bikini top. "How about tonight after supper?"
"I'll try and get out after I get Marsha tucked into bed," he replied. "She's usually an early-to-bed type. But anyway, I'll see you before that, even if it's not to screw!"
"I don't know if I can stand to see you with any other woman," Linda said with a look of pained sincerity. "Are you sure you want to see me again?"
"Hell yes," George said firmly, pulling her into his arms. "I want all the pussy I can get! You aren't going to get away from me if I can help it."
Walking back to his own cabin, George felt a sudden pang of conscience. He knew how much it would hurt Marsha if she ever found out about the other girl. At the same time, it was her own fault that he had to find his pleasure somewhere else. He decided to play it as cool as he knew how and hope for the best. His cock still ached pleasurably from the sexual workout with Linda and he wondered if he could ever do without her sweet young pussy.
Marsha was not in their cabin when George slipped quietly inside. He stood there for a moment, a look of puzzlement on his face, wondering where she could possibly be. Her suitcases were unpacked and standing by the closet.
Jesus Christ, what if she saw me leaving Linda's? he said to himself. He had no idea how she would react to seeing him with another woman but he suspected that her response would be awful.
He had just about decided to go and look for her when he heard the sound of her voice outside. She was talking to someone but he couldn't make out their words.
Suddenly the door burst open.
"George, where have you been? I've looked all over for you!"
Marsha was standing in the doorway, a look of concern on her face. Behind her he could see the figure of another female.
"LI just went for a walk," he stammered lamely. "I wanted to get some fresh air."
"I was worried sick about you," Marsha continued, coming into the room. "Lori helped me look for you...." she paused and pointed toward the other figure. "....I wish you'd tell me before you wander off like that!"
George felt a surge of excitement as the other girl came into the room. She was very young, not more than seventeen or eighteen, but her voluptuous young body was even lovelier than he could have imagined. She had long dark hair tied in a pony-tail, fresh features that complimented perfectly her small but swelling breasts, softly-rounded hips, and long beautiful legs. She was dressed in some sort of uniform and she stood just inside the doorway looking at George with a look of frank concern.
"Hi, Mr. Billings," the girl said, her voice light and musical. "Your wife was worried about you so I helped her look around the place."
"T-Thanks," he replied, barely unable to tear his eyes away from her teenaged body. Despite his sexual bout with Linda, George was tremendously excited by the young girl and he wondered what it would be like to fuck such a tight young pussy. He blushed inwardly at the lewd thought as he saw that she was even younger than he had thought at first.
"Lori works as a waitress in the dining room," Marsha said, relieved that her husband was all right. "She's here for the summer and saving money for college."
"I really do want to thank you, Lori," George said, his eyes riveted to the tight uniform that stretched across the girl's chest and emphasized her pointed nipples and swelling breasts. As his eyes came up and locked on hers he thought he detected a look that he couldn't identify. For a split-second a smile played across the girl's lips.
"Glad to do it, sir," she replied. "We here at Pine Valley want to make our guests comfortable in every way. And that includes finding lost husbands!"
The frank look was still in Lori's eyes.
"I've invited Lori over tonight to watch television with us," Marsha said with a smile. "She tells me that the employee's TV is broken. I'm sure you won't mind!"
"Mind? No, of course I won't mind," George responded. He could hardly wait for the evening meal to be over so that they could all relax together and watch the color television in the corner.
"I've got to get back to work now," Lori said, turning to leave. "I hope we can all get to be good friends while you're here!"
She was gone before either of them could answer, her taut little buttocks jiggling as she walked quickly back toward the lodge.
George walked over to the door and stood there watching her until she disappeared into the lodge. Then, he shut the door and turned to face his wife.
"She's a very pretty little thing, isn't she?"
"I suppose so," Marsha answered with a sigh. "It'll be good to have at least one friend here if you're going to be off wandering around and leaving me alone like you did this afternoon."
The young husband could hardly fail to detect the note of bitterness in his wife's voice but he decided not to confront the issue. He just wanted to get into a hot shower and wash away the scent of Linda's body before she discovered it on him.
"I'm going to take a quick shower before dinner," he said, quickly discarding his shirt and trousers. His cock was still thick and half-hard and he hoped that Marsha wouldn't notice it.
Marsha was busy with her clothing and only nodded as he went into the bathroom and turned on the hot, stinging shower. He stood under it for almost fifteen minutes, letting the water run all over his body sensuously.
As he stepped out of the bathroom, a soft towel wrapped around his body, he saw that Marsha was brushing her hair.
"Hurry up, honey, I'm hungry enough to eat a bear," he said with a laugh.
Marsha looked over her shoulder at him.
"I'm going to take a hot bath," she replied, "why don't you go on without me. I'll be there in a half-hour or so. You can have a drink before dinner."
He dressed quickly, happy for the chance of a few minutes alone with Linda. He chose his clothing carefully, knowing he looked best in light clothing that showed off his deeply tanned muscles.
He kissed his wife quickly on the cheek and then went out of the cabin toward the lodge.
The dining room was almost empty when he entered with only a few couples there. His step quickened as he saw Linda sitting at a table in the corner. She looked up and smiled brightly as he approached.
"Hi," she called out. "Where's the little woman?"
"She's taking a bath. She won't be here for fifteen or twenty minutes," George replied.
He stood by Linda's table, waiting for an invitation to sit down. She continued to look up at him without speaking.
"May I sit down?"
"I don't think it would be a good idea," Linda said. "She might arrive early and I don't want any scenes at this stage. Why don't you get a table on the other side of the room. After dinner we can both go into the bar for a drink. I'll introduce myself to you and your wife as if we have not already met, OK?"
George was disappointed but he knew that she was probably right to be cautious. "And later?"
"
"Oh, I don't know," Linda replied coyly. She liked torturing the impatient young man but her voice changed as she saw the look that flashed across his handsome face. "Don't look so upset, I was only joking! I'll be in my cabin as soon as I leave the bar. I'll leave the door open so you can slip in."
George left her table reluctantly. His thick cock pulsed against the tight material of his trousers and he hated to leave Linda without satisfying the terrible urge he felt. He took a table at the opposite end of the dining room.
"Why hello, Mr. Billings, isn't your wife joining you?"
He looked up to see the lovely face of Lori smiling down at him. She had her order pad and pencil poised to take his order.
"She'll be along in a minute, Lori," George replied, his eyes fixing on the young girl's lovely face. "I'm much too hungry to wait for her."
"I wouldn't be surprised!"
"What do you mean?" George asked. He could see that Lori was looking at him strangely.
"I'll level with you, Mr. Billings," the girl said in reply, a knowing look in her eyes. "I know where you were this afternoon!"
The young man gulped and involuntarily shot a glance at Linda across the room.
"I-I don't know what you mean," he protested weakly. He knew that Lori had seen him look toward Linda guiltily.
Lori chuckled.
"Don't look so worried, I didn't tell your wife. I went to look for you at the swimming pool while Mrs. Billings checked the stables." She paused to let her words sink in. "I thought I heard someone yelling in Miss Smith's cabin so I went and peeked in the window. You should be hungry after a workout like that!"
George was blushing furiously and he didn't know what to say. To be discovered screwing Linda Smith by the beautiful young waitress was more than he could bear. But he knew that he had to say something.
"What exactly did you see?" His voice was shaky.
"Oh, nothing much ... just you and Miss Smith sucking each other off!"
Somehow the words sounded even more obscene coming from the fresh-faced young girl. She was still smiling and there was very little indication that she even knew what she was saying. "W-Why didn't you ... tell ray wife?" Lori gave him a look of surprise.
"Why, Mr. Billings! Surely everyone knows that a discreet waitress is likely to get bigger tips than someone who runs around blabbing about the guests!"
There was no mistaking the implied threat in her words and for a moment George was tempted to strike her across the face for this attempted blackmail. But he knew immediately that no one would believe such a lovely young thing could be so devious.
"Thanks a lot," he said bitterly, the sarcasm in his voice heavy. "I'll try to remember that when we check out."
"I'm sure you'll be very generous," Lori said with a little laugh. "Now how about a drink before dinner?"
"I think I've lost my appetite," George said in reply.
It was true. He had almost no desire for food now. It was bad enough to have your own wife deny you conjugal rights; but to have his fate in the hands of the scheming little waitress was too much.
"I'll have a martini," he said finally. The alcohol would at least dull the throbbing ache in his head. "Better make it a double."
Marsha came in a few minutes later and they ate dinner almost in silence. Only a few other couples joined them in the large dining room and Lori informed Marsha that it was a slow time of the year.
George finished his dinner quickly. After they had drunk their coffee and eaten their dessert he suggested that they go into the bar for an after-dinner drink.
"As long as it's only one," Marsha replied. "Lori is coming over in about an hour and I want to be there."
Linda was sitting at the bar when they entered and she looked up and smiled.
"Hi, care to join me, I'm Linda Smith?"
The introductions went smoothly and soon Marsha was chatting happily with the young secretary while her husband glumly sipped a brandy.
The loudspeaker suddenly came alive and announced that there would be a marshmallow roast at the lake in an hour and that all of the guests were welcome to attend.
"Sounds like fun," Linda said, smiling at George's discomfort. "Would you two like to go?"
"Not tonight," Marsha responded before George could say anything, "I'm just going to rest up from the trip and watch television." She looked over at her husband. "Why don't you go, honey? Perhaps Miss Smith would join you?"
Her husband could hardly believe his ears. It was as if she were deliberately tempting fate to give him an evening alone with Linda. He nodded quickly.
"I might at that," he said. "I'm a little tense and the night air might make me sleep better."
"Are you sure you don't mind my stealing your husband?" Linda asked, trying to hide the amused smile on her lips. "I promise to get him to bed early."
George was furious at the double entendres but he was too happy with the anticipated fucking to allow himself to show it. He smiled weakly.
"I don't mind at all," Marsha said with a shrug. "I'll have Lori to keep me company."
George walked back to his cabin with Marsha on trembling legs. It was too good to be true. He wouldn't have to invent any reason to slip out to see the sexy girl Marsha had handed him the opportunity on a silver platter.
"Better take a sweater, these nights get cold," Marsha said as he prepared to leave to pick up Linda.
I'm not fucking likely to need a sweater tonight, he thought to himself smugly. Not as long as I have Linda to keep me good and warm.
He met Lori coming to the cabin as he walked toward Linda's. She had changed from the uniform into a pair of tight jeans and a silk blouse and she looked terrific. For a moment George was almost tempted to stay with them. But the moment passed quickly as he thought of ass-fucking Linda.
Lori stopped for a moment to ask where he was off too. She seemed genuinely pleased that he would be away at the marshmallow roast with Linda.
"Don't eat too much," she cautioned him and then broke into a throaty laugh at his face reddening.
"Everybody is suddenly a fucking comedian," he murmured aloud as he continued on his way toward Linda's.
He slipped into the cabin quickly, glancing around to see if anyone noticed him. There was no one in sight.
To his surprise he found Linda fully dressed and ready to go out.
"What the hell is this?" he said. He had expected her to be naked on the bed and waiting for him to fuck her.
"Do you mean you don't want to go to the marshmallow roast?"
Linda' voice was full of-teasing and she laughed at the groan of frustration that came from his throat.
"Cool off, lover, I thought it would be funny to tease you a little. I have no intention of going anywhere tonight. Not as long as I have that long cock of yours to keep me company!"
As she spoke she stepped closer to him and reached down for the thick lump of swelling flesh beneath his trousers. His cock sprang alive under her fervent manipulations and he thought that it would burst the restraining material.
"You little bitch!" George said angrily. "I'm about sick of smart-ass women!"
"I'm sorry, baby," Linda said suddenly, going down on her knees in front of him and unzipping his trousers. Her cool hand slipped into the gap and in a second she had the thickly pulsating rod in her fingers.
"Oh, Jesus, honey, I need some good hard screwing right now," she cooed, her face near the purplish tip of his throbbing cock. "I want to feel you split me in two with this thing....I want to feel it all the way up my belly into my throat!"
The sight of her kneeling in front of him sent George into shivers of erotic delight. He could almost feel her moistly clasping cunt milking him dry and he wanted her now.
"Then get those fucking clothes off, you bitch," he ordered her. "But do it good and slow, I want to enjoy the scenery while you get undressed!"
It took every ounce of his will power to push her mouth away from his cock but he did it, watching the look of surprise on her lovely face. Her half-opened mouth was ovaled as if she intended to begin sucking on his organ immediately.
He swiftly crossed the room and pulled the drapes closed and locked the door. He switched off the bright overhead light and flicked on the switch of the smaller lamp by the soft inviting bed. Then, he pulled his own clothing off and stretched out on the bed to wait for her to begin the strip-tease.
Linda arose from the floor slowly. She reached out and turned on a small transistor radio and then began to sway back and forth to the rhythm of the pulsating jazz that came from the receiver. It was slow and sensuous-low saxophones and the urgent beat of a drum. Her hands came up and began to caress her breasts, lazily and erotically as if they belonged to some other person. Her half-open eyes gazed down at his throbbing cock as she moved.
"That's it, baby, nice and slow for daddy," George called out to her, wanting to prolong the exciting minutes for as long as possible. "Now get that blouse off and really play with those tits!"
In a second the thin silk blouse was on the floor and Linda's nakedly lovely torso was exposed to his delighted eyes. He gazed admiringly at her thrusting breasts as her hands went back to their work and her hips began to twist erotically. A look of insane pleasure crossed her face and she moaned suddenly as her cool hands came into contact with the rigid flesh of her taut nipples.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMM," she moaned. "What are you going to do to me tonight, lover?"
George licked his lips before replying.
"I'm going to spread those beautiful white thighs apart until I can see every detail of your sweet little cunt!"
"Then what?"
"Then I'm going to play with your clit with my fingers until you're screaming for mercy...."
"Yes?" Linda asked breathlessly, turning slowly to the beat of the jungle drum. She brought her hands down to her waist and unzipped the fly of her tight slacks. "Then what are you going to do?"
The excitement was beginning to make George half-crazy with lust and he could hardly keep from pulling the slacks down her legs himself. Instead, he relaxed on the bed and watched in fascination as Linda stepped out of the slacks to reveal her white panties. He could see the dark triangle of pubic hair between her thighs and it looked lovely and inviting.
"Then I'm going to suck your little asshole until you beg me to ram my cock into it! But I don't know yet, I just might not want to fuck you there!"
"OOOOHHHHHHHH!" Linda gasped at the cruel words. "Please, honey, don't tease me like that!"
She had already begun to pull down the panties. She moaned with delight as the silken material caressed her long thighs and legs coming off. Then, she was standing before him completely nude, her legs spread slightly and her plump pussy lips pulsing in the half-light of the small lamp.
"Shove your fingers in and finger-fuck yourself!"
The urgency in George's voice surprised even himself and he watched as she slid her long fingers up into the warm spot between her legs. Her voluptuous body was still twisting to the music.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" she cried out as the first finger slipped into the warm moist cavern of her vagina. "Oh, daddy, that feels so good!"
Her eyes were glazed with lust and saliva oozed from the corners of her lovely mouth as she stood there in front of him and masturbated herself.
"Can I suck your cock while I play with myself?"
"Not yet!" he barked, overwhelmed by the tremendously erotic sight of the young girl finger-fucking herself.
"Oh, please, honey, I want to feel your wonderful cock in my mouth...."
"Get those fingers working faster," George ordered her, oblivious to her pleas. "Get all of them inside!"
He slipped off the bed and took one arm and pulled Linda down onto the soft rug, her fingers still firmly planted in her moistly quivering cunt. She allowed him to spread her long body out in front of him, his face only inches from her pussy as he watched her continue to plunge her fingers in and out of the burning hole.
His tongue snaked out and he touched the little lump of flesh of her clitoris, sending a shiver of delight through her trembling body. Then, he sucked the straining miniature penis into his mouth and teased and nibbled it until she was twisting obscenely underneath him.
"Oh, daddy, that feels so good, don't stop ... don't ever stop sucking me!"
Linda tried to bring her legs up around his shoulders but he pushed them away.
His tongue continued to suck at her clitoris and his nostrils were assailed by the strong pungent odor of her steaming cunt as the fingers worked in and out and she cried out in little whimpers of pleasure.
Suddenly he felt her hand encircling his madly pulsating cock and he pushed forward so that she could get a better hold on the massive rod.
"Let me suck you ... please, honey, let me suck your cock!"
"Not yet, bitch, you aren't ready yet!"
"I am! Oh! Oh! I am, baby, let me give you a blow job ... I'll do it right, honey, honest I will ... oh, please, let me suck your come out!"
" "NOT YET!" he screamed, pulling his mouth away from her pulsing clitoris for a moment. "Get your ass turned around!"
She quickly turned over and spread her legs out so that her body was resting on her elbows, her buttocks trembling in the air and her whole crotch naked and exposed to his eager eyes. He could see every detail of the hair-lined slit with the fingers jammed between her plump pussy lips.
His eyes widened in delight as he saw her tiny puckered asshole staring up at him. It seemed to be clenching and contracting in anticipation of what was to come.
"I'm going to ram my cock in your asshole, not in your mouth!"
She gasped in disbelief.
"Not there, baby, not there! I'll suck you or fuck you ... don't screw me in the ass!"
Linda suddenly tried to twist away but George grabbed her waist with strong fingers and held her down. Her buttocks were jiggling wildly and thrashing about as she tried to escape but it was no use. She could feel his huge cock battering against the smooth white flesh of her asscheeks and it excited her at the same time that she felt the horror mount.
"Get your hands back here and hold your asscheeks apart for me," he ordered her brutally. "And don't try anything or I'll break your ass!"
"Oh, yes, honey, that's it! Talk to me as if I were your whore! Swear at me!"
"You goddamned right I will, you fucking cunt you! Now get that ass ready for me!"
Despite herself, Linda reluctantly pulled her fingers out of her wet slit and brought them around until they were pulling her asscheeks apart. She leaned over so that her whole upper body rested on her flattened tits.
"Will it hurt, daddy?" she asked in terror. "Will you split me open with your cock and hurt me?"
Instead of an answer he pressed his cockhead against the little puckered hole and felt her shake with anticipation. He wanted to hurt her, to feel her cringe under his onslaught. He wanted to make her beg for mercy as his massive cock raped her asshole.
"UUUUUNNNNGGGGHHHHHH!" Linda groaned as she felt the first thrust against the tightly clasped sphincter muscle. She tried to open it-to relax the hairless orifice but her involuntary movements only made the pain worse.
"Jesus Christ, that hurts, baby," she cried out. "Let me suck it first and get it good and wet!"
"You'll bear it, you whore!" he replied, pressing into her again.
Suddenly the tight opening relaxed enough for the huge purplish knob head to slip inside the warm back passage and they both groaned in surprise at it being able to get in.
"Oh God, honey, it hurts ... it hurts!"
"Move your ass then and it won't be so bad, you cunt!"
George thrust forward again, sinking his cock into her more deeply. He wanted her to scream in pain! It made his ass-rape of her more exciting when she cried out in terror.
Linda thought she would pass out from the brutal reaming she was receiving. Through the pain she felt the cock slip by the warm velvety walls of her rectum until his pubic hair brushed against her smooth buttocks and she knew that he was in as far as he could go.
"Take it out," she begged, "oh, please, take it out!"
Instead, George gripped her more tightly with his hands and twisted his cock around, grinding his whole body against hers as she struggled to dislodge the impaling organ.
"Twist your ass, bitch!"
Just when she thought she could stand no more of the awful pain, Linda felt him withdraw his huge cock slowly. She sobbed in relief as she felt it slide outward until just the tip was lodged in her cringing asshole.
Then, with a roar of passion he lunged forward again and she thought she would split in two from the size of his enormous rod and the fury of his movement.
"AAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, once again trying to escape the awful rape of her asshole.
In the background the music played on and George began to ram his thick shaft in and out in time to the slow rhythm of the music.
Despite the terrible pain she felt in her whole lower body, Linda tried to work back and forth with him. She moved erratically, biting her lip to keep from crying out. At first the pain was almost more than she could stand. Then, little by little, as she relaxed her asshole, she could feel a new sensation. It was far from the feeling of pleasure that she experienced when a man's cock was lodged between her quivering pussy lips. But it was not as bad as a few minutes ago when he first plunged into her trembling asshole.
George felt her beginning to respond to his fearful thrusts and he smiled.
"Yeah, baby, fuck back!"
Before she knew what was happening, Linda was bucking backwards and forwards in time to his thrusting cock and the music. Only a little of the pain remained and she could sense the first rush of orgasm coming to her. It felt as if she were impaled on a fiery telephone pole but the sensations were more and more pleasant and she gasped with delight as his swollen testicles slapped into the back of her thighs.
"Oh! Oh! OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed as he lunged forward again and again. "Fuck my ass, honey, make me come ... fuck me hardeeeerrrrrrr!"
"Twist that ass, you dirty little cunt you," George replied with a cry of pleasure. "I'm going to screw you into the fucking floor!"
George's mercilessly pounding strokes were beginning to drive Linda wild with lust and she felt a surge of bestial passion that was overwhelming her. She clenched her asshole tightly around the rampaging cock, trying to squeeze the precious juices out of the wonderful instrument as she rocked back and forth and cried out in little groans of incoherent joy. Her hips moved backwards and forwards in time to the thrusting cock and the pagan music and she was almost out of her mind with trying to force more and more of George's cock up into her cringing rectal passage.
"Fuck back, you sweet bitch, fuck back ... fuck back!"
Suddenly, they both began to scream and George's cock exploded with a gush of sticky white sperm. It bombarded the velvety walls of Linda's anal channel, sending her own spasms of exquisite joy shooting through her.
"I-I-I-I'M C-O-M-M-M-I-N-G!"
With one final fierce lunge, George buried his massive throbbing cock to the hilt in Linda's madly thrusting ass.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" they screamed together, then fell forward, his prick still rammed deeply within her as their satiated bodies became a tangle of limbs.
CHAPTER THREE
Lori stretched her lithe young body out on the couch next to Marsha and gazed over at her new friend with frank admiration for the young bride's voluptuous figure.
"I'm really thankful to you for inviting me over tonight, Mrs. Billings," she said with a smile, "it was getting to be a real drag just sitting around after work."
"Please call me Marsha. And it's I who should be thanking you. As you can see, my husband hasn't paid much attention to me since we've been at Pine Valley."
"I don't understand that," Lori said, her eyes fixed on her friend's softly swelling breasts that threatened to burst her tight blouse. "I mean, you're so ... so beautiful!" Marsha reddened at the girl's compliment. "Why thank you, Lori," she replied. "It's nice to hear another female tell you that. When men start talking about how lovely you are you better watch out-they're usually only after one thing!"
"Don't I know it," Lori said with a wry smile. "You can't imagine how many lechers I have to fight off in a place like this. They don't even care that I'm underage. The stories I could tell you!"
The color television was on but neither of the two were watching it. Instead, they were becoming better acquainted, something that Marsha had wanted to do ever since she had met the young waitress earlier that day.
"How old are you, honey?"
"Sixteen," Lori replied, "but the way I feel sometimes I could be a hundred!"
Marsha laughed at the young girl's joke. She wanted to take Lori into her arms and comfort her. She could still remember Lori's story of how she had been on her own since her parents had been divorced two years ago and how she had lied about her age to find part-time work while she continued high school during the day. There was no mistaking the ambition that Lori had. She was determined to finish school and then go on to college. The remarkable thing was how she had managed to survive in a city like Los Angeles on her own.
"Sixteen? And you mean you've lived by yourself since you were only fourteen? How did you get by? I mean, how did you live?"
"Oh, you can do it if you really want to," Lori said with a shrug of her lovely shoulders. "I was lucky enough to meet a wonderful older woman right after I arrived in L.A. She's a social worker and she helped me by letting me crash with her until I got on my feet."
"Do you still live with her?"
Marsha felt strange asking the question. She had found herself strongly attracted to the young girl and she wanted to know everything about her. Still, she felt a twinge of jealousy at the thought of Lori having other friends.
Lori shook her head.
"No, I'm living with someone else now."
Marsha thought she detected a note of sadness in Lori's voice.
"A man?" she prompted.
This time there was no mistaking the look of horror on the young girl's face.
"Oh, no! I couldn't do that! Just the thought of a ... a man do those awful things to me! Ugh! I just couldn't!"
The idea that Lori was a virgin was somehow comforting to the unhappy young wife. She could understand-from her own experiences-just how terrible it was to have to submit to the brutal and degrading lusts of men.
"Then you're still a ... that is, you're still...."
"If you mean am I still a cherry the answer is yes and no!" Lori replied cryptically.
"I don't understand," Marsha said.
The young bride's eyes were tracing the silhouette of Lori's lush young body. Her small taut breasts strained against the material of her silk blouse, outlining her rigid nipples clearly. The tight jeans molded perfectly to the young waitresses body and sent a shiver of delight surging through Marsha at the sight of the softly-molded thighs and long legs. Marsha knew instinctively that it was wrong of her to be staring at Lori's body so boldly but she couldn't help herself-the girl reminded her of herself at that age. Still, she couldn't deny that her interest was more than that.
"Can I be honest with you, Mrs. Billi ... Marsha?"
There was a look of pleading sincerity in Lori's eyes.
"Of course," Marsha replied quickly.
"I've never made it with a boy ... or a man! But, the first woman that I stayed with was ... was what you call queer!"
Both of them blushed at the crude word.
"You mean a lesbian?" Marsha answered, trying to soften the fact. Despite herself, she felt warm down between her thighs at the thought of someone so young and pure as Lori in another woman's arms. Her own only experience had been with a schoolteacher when she was in the seventh grade. It had been a tremendous crush on the woman that had left Marsha drained emotionally. But certainly there was nothing physical in the relationship.
"Yes, she was a lesbian," Lori replied, her eyes staring at the floor. "But she was wonderful to me and she taught me what love was really like! Not the dirty kind of thing that men do-oh, she told me all about that. No, it was the tender and gentle thing that only another woman can give you."
Marsha was shocked but she knew that she had to find out every detail. Involuntarily, she crossed her legs and felt the warmth spreading throughout her lower body.
"W-What did you do?" Marsha asked in a low, trembling voice. "I mean, did you really make love-physical love?"
This was no rhetorical question. Marsha really had no idea how women made love to one another.
For a few seconds the young girl didn't answer and Marsha felt herself being eyed boldly. A change had seemed to come over Lori, a subtle change that suddenly put her in the role of an older, wiser woman explaining to a naive young girl what life was all about. Marsha felt uncomfortable but she tried not to show it.
"We did everything it was possible to do with two bodies," Lori said at last, her eyes half-closed as if remembering some particularly memorable occasion.
"Oh, Lori," Marsha managed to gasp, "how could you?"
Marsha felt increasingly ill at ease and she wanted to get up from the couch. But she found herself rooted to the spot, anxiously awaiting the girl's answer.
Suddenly Lori's expression changed and she looked at Marsha with disdain.
"Oh, I know, it's different for you! You probably dig getting into bed with your husband and doing all kinds of disgusting things. I suppose you even go down on him!"
Marsha was more shocked than before. She wanted to tell Lori how much she hated sex but something held her back. Instead, she stared at the girl with widening eyes as she continued.
"I don't know how a woman can let a man shove that dirty thing into her belly ... it's just horrible to even think about it! I'd just die if anyone did that to me!"
Marsha crossed and uncrossed her legs again, her gaze riveted to Lori's crotch. She was trying to imagine what it would be like to be in bed with another woman instead of George. To have someone young and sweet fleshed like Lori fondling and caressing her instead of submitting to her husband's hard-muscled body.
"Oh, Marsha, you just can't imagine how wonderful it can be. At first she wouldn't let me do anything to her. I'd just lie there in bed and let her run her tongue all over my pussy until I thought I'd die with pleasure. And she'd kiss and lick my breasts until I was out of my mind...."
Lori's voice had dropped and Marsha leaned closer, not wanting to miss a word of the terribly erotic description. She sensed the nearness of the girl and was tempted to reach out and take her into her arms.
"... then after awhile she let me eat her pussy too. It was like heaven! I've never tasted anything so good in my life! Before long we were doing everything ... sixty-nine, the vibrator bit ... oh, just everything!"
Marsha licked her lips and tentatively put her hand on Lori's thigh. An electric shock went through her immediately from the contact.
"Would you like me to show you?" Lori asked in a low, throaty voice.
The young bride was stunned but she knew that it was too late. She just had to find out what it was like to make love to the lovely young girl. Nothing else in the world mattered now and she forgot her husband and everything else.
Almost as if in a dream, Marsha felt Lori's cool hand on her own, pulling her up from the couch and toward the bed. She went unresisting, afraid to break the spell of the moment by speaking.
"I'll be gentle with you, darling," Lori cooed as she stood by the side of the bed with Marsha. "Just let me take your clothing off. Just close your eyes and let your mind drift."
Soft hands were unbuttoning her blouse. Next came her bra and Marsha heard Lori gasp as the swelling twin orbs came into view. She felt the young waitress pulling the slacks down over her trembling hips and legs and for a moment she thought she would collapse from the pleasure she felt in her groin. It was a brand new sensation, something she had never experienced in all of her months with George.
Suddenly she felt herself being pulled downward onto the soft bed. Her legs were stretched out, her thighs wide apart, and Lori was pulling the thin white panties down over her hips.
"Oh, Jesus, Marsha, what a beautiful pussy," the girl said with wonder as her eyes feasted upon the plump pussy lips and the little furrow that guarded Marsha's warm secret spot.
Then, Lori's mouth was nuzzling her belly, her tongue slashing at the quaking flesh. Her hands eased behind Marsha, drawing her closer and Marsha instinctively thrust her pelvis forward, opening herself to the lewdly seeking tongue. She felt Lori's hot breath softly on the curls of her pubic mound and then the darting wet spear of her tongue against the outer lips of her traitorously swelling cunt. Lori licked it for a moment, barely penetrating the outer lips, in teasing anticipation of what was soon to come, before slowly rising from her knees and discarding her own clothing.
Marsha watched as the young girl shed her clothing. Her lovely ripe body was soon unashamedly naked. To the young wife, Lori was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Her almost-virginal body was milky white and without a blemish, from her taut breasts with their cherry-tipped straining nipples, flat stomach with the wispy triangle of pubic hair, and her exquisitely-molded hips that flared out and down into the perfectly formed legs.
Lori moved quickly and in a moment her mouth was on Marsha's body, hot and seeking, while her fingers trailed over the vibrant flesh of the young wife's trembling limbs. Her tongue sought out secret spots even Marsha hadn't been aware of. She found herself gasping involuntarily and undulating to the lovemaking of the eager girl as Lori's lovely breasts pressed themselves against her while her avid lips unwaveringly traced their lewd course. Lori's fingers were up between her legs next, tickling and rubbing and massaging and then two fingers entered her softly protesting cunt and worked their way gradually up into the tender vaginal depths. Marsha began to moan beneath the girl's lust-inciting ministrations, humping her pubic mound upwards, and spreading her gently quivering legs wider for her voluptuary partner. She wondered what unplumbed depths of passion still remained within herself, and suddenly realized that what Lori had told her was true: A woman could be a much more skilled lover than a man, at least in certain areas. Her hands reached out for Lori's slowly moving head.
Marsha could feel the juices of passion already running from her swollen, throbbing pussy as Lori moved over her to kneel up between her legs. She arched her back, offering up the aching mound of her pubis.
"Kiss me," she whispered hoarsely, "lick me there!"
"Oh, yes, yes!"
Then, as Lori's fingers skillfully opened her cuntal lips wide, the auburn-tressed head dipped slowly and Marsha felt the searing touch of Lori's tongue on the desire-inflamed flesh of her cunt. It slashed the full length of her hotly pulsating pussy and turned the coral-hued folds to liquid fire. Like a hummingbird's tongue, it flickered over the rigid pleasure-bud of Marsha's clitoris, and then finally plunged snake-like deep into her lustfully burning vagina.
"Oh, baby, that's sooooo gooooood!" she murmured with lust.
She felt the soft sucking lips close over her wetly yearning pussy-flesh, and she cried out softly, thrusting up hard as her thighs clenched automatically up around the beautiful face.
Lori's eyes opened and her eyes lust-glazed jewels met Marsha's gaze in a look of mingled pleasure and triumph. Her tongue moved lewdly over every inch of Marsha, first the slick outer lips, then delving deeper, teasing, tasting, titillating, bringing Marsha closer to the verge of her first orgasm.
"OHHHHHHHHHHH!" Marsha moaned, tossing about on the bed and opening her steaming loins up even wider, crying out, her hands clutching at the mass of dark hair, drawing Lori's head down painfully hard against the tender, throbbing mound of her pussy.
"I'm coming ... I'm commmmmmmmmmiiiinnnnggggg!" Marsha cried out as she felt the fluid gush down from her pulsing cuntal slit and out over the lips which eagerly covered it. Her body was on fire, and nothing could put out the flames but the wild mouth buried deeply in between her madly thrashing thighs. "Oh, again ... again!"
Lori continued her lewd oral lovemaking determinedly, eagerly, insatiably, bringing Marsha Billings to peak after orgasmic peak, until Marsha was drained and limp, unable to participate beyond lying there spreadeagled and vulnerable on the bed, offering her quivering body to Lori's avid tongue.
Finally, Lori slowly abandoned her feast and slid up on the bed and took Marsha into her arms. They kissed eagerly, Marsha tasting her own come, thick and rich, on the girl's lips. She licked wantonly at them and plunged her own tongue deep between the passion-swollen lips. Lori's young body was slick with the perspiration of her endeavor and the air was pungent with the musky odors of their female flesh.
Then, their lips came apart and Lori slipped her hand down between Marsha's thighs and felt the hot slippery come down there. She brought her fingers back to her lips and licked it away, heady with the taste.
"That was wonderful," Marsha sighed with pleasure. "I never imagined anything could be so wonderful!"
There was no regret, no feelings of anything evil in Marsha's mind. Only the still-lingering sweetness of her first orgasm and the exquisite pleasure that it had brought her. She wondered if she could ever possibly make love to George again after this.
"Didn't I tell you?" Lori replied, snuggling her young body against Marsha's warm flesh. "It's like nothing else in the world!"
Instead of replying, Marsha leaned over and kissed the young girl again. Their bodies came warmly together and their tongues dueled sweetly. Marsha's hands went to the twin mounds of Lori's small breasts and squeezed them, feeling the nipples rising hard as Lori shifted her weight so that their legs became entangled in a new intimacy. After a moment Marsha moved up and over the younger girl so that she could take first one nipple and then the other into her ripe and hungry lips. Her tongue traced tiny circles around them, and she sucked lightly. She worked her other hand down between Lori's thighs and found the passion-drenched mass of her pubic mound and cupped it, rubbing it slowly, while her mouth continued to work on the other girl's nakedly pulsing breasts.
"MMMMMMNNNNNNNN!" Lori cooed, running her fingers through Marsha's golden hair, then lightly pressuring and guiding her head downward. She let herself moan with pleasure as the older woman's face neared her wispy pubic hair.
Marsha found herself growing more and more bold as she licked the sweet young flesh. Suddenly she could smell nothing except the musky odor of Lori's warmly seeping pussy and the scent raised new and strangely obscene desires in her mind.
"Kiss my pussy ... lick it with your tongue, honey," Lori begged.
Clumsily, Marsha parted Lori's legs and slid kneeling up between them. The pulsing pussy slit of the girl's cunt was only inches from her face, its heady odor filling her nostrils as they flared with her exciting breathing.
She knew what she had to do. Just one time. She had to.
"Make me come, Marsha!" Lori pleaded. "Do it, honey ... do it!"
With trembling fingers, Marsha parted the fleshy lips of Lori's hungrily dilating cunt and saw the pinkly glistening folds of the girl's inner pussy. It gleamed slickly with droplets of Lori's lubricating juices. She had to taste this, lick it away, devour it. With a soft gasp, she dove on it, her tongue spearing out, sinking into the soft inner flesh as it made contact and swiped the full length of the female-tasting flesh. She heard Lori cry out softly above her head and felt the mound come up urgently against her lewdly questing lips. She pressed her mouth down harder against it, sucking and licking with unequalled abandonment. She felt the little spear of Lori's clitoris with her lips and captured it, sucking voraciously, swirling her tongue around the sensitive little bud until it was thick and rigid like a small penis.
Lori was crying out and thrusting up against her and trembling as a great gush of thick, musky love-moisture flowed into the young wife's waiting mouth. Marsha licked and swallowed wildly, her hair tossing in a golden mass of curls over the widespread milk-white thighs. Her hands found the firmly shaped mounds of Lori's quivering buttocks and she spread them wide to gain greater access to the banquet of cuntal flesh.
"Don't stop! Don't stop now!" Lori screamed.
As Lori continued to spend her vaginal secretions freely, Marsha's tongue went to the deep cuntal passage and plunged into it, the pointed tip seeking and twisting lewdly around. And deep within her own body she could feel the coming begging again, gushing down between her thighs as she knelt over the thrashing young girl and licked wildly at her widely parted loins.
"Oh, darling ... darling ... darling ... let me taste you now!" Lori urged.
Although she had never dreamt of doing anything like this, Marsha immediately turned her body so that they were lying upside down to each other, face-to-loins. She moved without letting her gulping frenzied lips lose contact with Lori's delicious cunt.
Suddenly Lori's hands were on her thighs and she parted Marsha's legs easily. Then her face was deep between Marsha's legs and her tongue was dipping lewdly in the young wife's vagina.
They continued licking and sucking until they were finally satiated. Then they began a slow steady kissing and light tonguing of each other's pulsing cunt. Neither of them had any idea of how long they spent in that position, their tongues locked to sweet pussy flesh. Finally, Marsha dropped down onto the bed beside Lori and lay there gazing lovingly at the young girl's perfect features. Both of their faces were come-smeared and they avidly licked each other's face.
"Oh, wow!" Lori said with a sigh of pleasure. "You're just great, darling ... just great!"
"I really got carried away," Marsha replied, suddenly feeling shame at what she had done. Her face burned with embarrassment as she thought of herself and the underage girl satisfying each other with straining tongues.
Lori could see immediately that something was wrong and she cradled the older woman in her arms.
"Don't you go having any regrets now," she cajoled, nibbling at Marsha's earlobe. "What we just did was beautiful and right! I don't want you to have any feelings of remorse."
Marsha could only nod as the first shivers of dread rushed over her trembling naked body.
CHAPTER FOUR
George lay on the soft bed while Linda tried to coax his limp cock back to erection. The fat, glistening organ refused to respond.
"Christ, baby, I thought you'd be good for at least one more fuck," Linda said with a mixture of amusement and frustration.
His cock still ached from the impalement of Linda's tight asshole and George wanted only to rest for a few more moments before he resumed their furious lovemaking.
"Give me a few minutes, lover," he replied with a frown. "I haven't finished with you for the night by any means. Maybe you could suck it back up, huh?"
"Anything for a piece of ass!"
She moved her body down until her lovely head was poised just over his still-limp shaft. It lay there like a tired white snake, tiny bits of dried come still clinging to the damp flesh.
"Mother's little lollipop," she murmured as her tongue came out and started to lick up and down the tired shaft.
Despite his exhaustion, George felt the first faint stirrings of passion warm his loins as Linda's tongue flashed up and down the thick organ. She sucked and nibbled at the white flesh with her crimson lips, drawing in the remnants of his salty-sweet come and swallowing them eagerly.
He was worried about leaving Marsha alone with Lori for so long and it suddenly occurred to him that it was getting quite late. They had heard the others come back from the marshmallow roast almost an hour ago and now there was no sound around the resort at all except the hoot of an owl and the rustling branches of trees.
"I hope Lori is keeping my wife entertained," he said suddenly, moving his pelvis in time to the tongue that flowed easily up and down his cock.
Linda took her tongue off his swelling penis and looked up at him with surprise.
"Lori? You mean the young waitress?"
"Yes, she's with my wife watching television. Why?"
Linda began to laugh, quietly at first and then with a loud cackle. Her face contorted with amusement as she faced the puzzled young husband. "What's the matter?"
Finally, her laughter subsided and she moved her body back up to his side.
"Are you sure we're talking about the same Lori?" Linda asked, her eyes still twinkling with mirth. "The sexy little waitress that served you tonight?"
"For Christ's sake tell me what you're laughing at," George demanded. "That's the one I mean all right. And she knows about us ... she was helping Marsha find me this afternoon and she peeked in the window and saw me sixty-nining you!"
"Oh, that's funny ... that's really funny! And you told me your wife was frigid!"
George was almost beside himself with anger at the girl. He was ready to reach out and slap her to calm the giggling when she suddenly stopped and looked at him intently.
"That kid is the camp dyke!"
"WHAT!" George cried out.
"She gave me the word tonight at dinner. The little cunt told me that if I got hard up for some action she'd be only too happy to suck my pussy for the right price!"
George couldn't believe his ears. It was too much for him to comprehend. Lori looked the least like a lesbian of any woman he had ever met. Her whole body exuded sex-the kind of sex that required a hard cock to satisfy.
"I don't believe you," he said harshly. "And even if it were true, Marsha wouldn't be playing around with a lesbian!"
He desperately wanted to believe what he was saying.
"Oh no? I've known more than one unhappy young housewife who couldn't get it on with her husband and had to turn to a woman for her kicks."
"Shut up, you don't know what you're talking about. Marsha wouldn't dream of anything like that!"
"It's not a half-bad way to get your rocks off, baby," Linda laughed. "I've had to content myself a couple of times with a dyke blow-job and I can tell you it's pretty close to the real thing!"
George jumped up from the bed and began throwing his clothing on. He wanted to get back to his own cabin and confront Marsha immediately. His whole male ego was being threatened and he wanted to make sure that it wasn't true.
"Where are you going, lover?" Linda asked, her fingers going to her damp pussy and massaging it lovingly.
"It's late, I've got to get back," he answered, thrusting his feet into his shoes. "I'll see you tomorrow, ok?"
"Suit yourself, baby, I'll be here if you want me," Linda replied, concentrating on the thrusting fingers now deeply embedded in her gaping cunt.
George went out of Linda's cabin quickly and almost ran across the space that separated the two cabins. As he neared his own he could see a light burning in the window and he was relieved. But his rapidly-beating heart refused to slow down and he had to find out for sure. He knew that he would feel extremely foolish if he busted into the cabin and found them sedately watching television so he slowed down when he started up on the porch.
He quietly opened the door and eased into the room.
From the doorway he could hear the speaker of the television and he sighed with relief. Then, as he came all the way into the cabin his face dropped and his temples began throbbing.
Marsha and Lori were stretched out naked on the bed, their arms around one another and Lori's face pressed against Marsha's beautiful breast.
They were sleeping peacefully, their exhausted and satiated bodies entwined.
For a second George thought that his whole world was coming down around him. His anger became almost overpowering as he saw that his wife's hand was wedged between Lori's thighs.
My God, he thought to himself, what am I going to do?
It was no wonder that Marsha had never been able to respond to him, she was a goddamned lesbian lover!
His trembling legs carried him closer to the bed and he tried to decide what to do. His first impulse was to awaken them and then to beat them senseless. But something in the back of his mind told him to go slow-to calmly and rationally figure out a better way of getting even with both of them for the awful thing that they had done to him.
Despite himself, his eyes went down to the lovely sight between his wife's outstretched legs. He looked in fascination at the slightly parted plump little pussy lips guarding her delicious hole-the cunt that she had denied to him for the past month.
Involuntarily his hand reached down and began to massage the swelling lump of flesh at his groin. His cock was rapidly coming alive from the erotic scene in front of him.
"You dirty little cunts, you," he murmured quietly, not wanting to wake them up yet. "By God, I'll fix you both!"
Slowly he slipped out of his clothing until he was standing by the bed nude. His huge prick jutted out wildly from his loins and his hand was still wrapped around the massive shaft.
He wanted revenge and he wanted it now.
He turned and went back to the door and locked it. Then, he retraced his steps back to the bed and sat down very gently on the soft mattress by his wife's feet.
Marsha stirred in her sleep and murmured something incoherent. To George's anger inflamed mind is sounded like "darling." The sound only increased his fury.
Slowly, very gently, he leaned over until his face was close to Marsha's.
"Wake up, bitch!" he ordered in a voice shaking with emotion.
The lovely young bride stirred uneasily and then moved closer to Lori's sleeping body, her fingers still planted firmly in the girl's crotch.
"I SAID WAKE UP, BITCH!" he almost screamed.
Both of the girls on the bed came awake at the same time and their eyes widened and their bodies pulled apart as they were immediately confronted with the sight of the young husband's rage-contorted face staring down at them.
"George!" Marsha cried out in terror, trying to find something to cover her lovely naked body with. "What are you doing here?"
The question was so ridiculous that George almost laughed aloud.
"What in the hell do you think I'm doing here ... I live here!" he replied, his voice still trembling with fury as he looked down at his wife and her teenaged lover. "The question is what in God's name were you two doing?"
Lori tried desperately to scramble from the bed but George reached, out and held her firmly with a cruelly-tightened hand on her arm.
"Please, let me go," she begged, afraid that he was going to strike her. "I want to go home ... please let me go!"
"It was my fault, George," Marsha interceded, "let her alone, don't hurt her, I beg you!"
"Shut your filthy mouths, both of you," he roared. "I haven't decided what I'm going to do yet but if you don't shut up and just do what I say I might get violent!"
His young wife had managed to pull a sheet up around her body but George yanked it away.
"What's the matter, you don't want your own husband to see that body of yours after you've disgraced me by sleeping with a goddamned lesbian!"
His temples throbbed and his cock was swaying back and forth insanely against the mattress.
There was only one way to punish both of them, he thought to himself. Make them further degrade themselves in front of him before he brutally took them both.
"You like to suck pussy so much I'm going to give you a chance to show me what it's like," he blurted out.
Marsha and Lori were both too stunned to reply to his obscene suggestion. They could see the bulging muscles in his arms and the blood rushing through his dilated veins.
"You, get over here," he ordered the startled Lori, pulling her toward him. "I want to see your cunt!"
The young girl was too terrified to resist and she allowed herself to be pulled over to where he sat on the bed.
"Get those legs apart, whore," he said in a voice muffled with rage. "Let's see what you've got that my wife likes so well!"
Marsha found her voice and began pleading with him to leave Lori alone.
"She's a virgin, George, don't do anything to her!"
He snorted through his nose and shoved the girl roughly back onto a pillow, pulling her legs apart as she fell. His eyes went immediately to the little hair-lined slit between her legs, feasting on the sweet virginal flesh as she lay there shaking with terror.
His hand came out suddenly and his finger plunged into the warm quivering hole.
"AAAAGGHHHHH!" Lori screamed in pain and surprise. Her whole body shook from the brutal invasion of her vagina and she had never felt anything so awful in her young life.
Cruelly, George began probing up the tight little channel with his finger, worming it around and around in the velvety passage and causing her to cry out in pain again.
"George, please!" Marsha begged again. "If you have to hurt someone hurt me!"
"I'll get to you in a minute," he replied.
Lori's pussy muscles were contracting around his fingers involuntarily, increasing the pressure he felt and it excited him tremendously.
He suddenly pulled his finger from the trembling cunt and turned to his wife.
"I want you to get down there and wet that little cunt up for me," he ordered her. When she didn't move as quickly as he wanted he reached out and pulled her body around.
She was still pleading with him when he shoved her face down into Lori's pussy. Her cries were quickly muffled by the contact with the young girl's vagina.
"Now goddamnit, start licking!"
He looked up at Lori and saw that the horror on her face was slowly becoming one of pleasure as Marsha's long tongue went to work on the quivering pussy flesh. She brought one hand up and began to massage her swelling nipples. "Like it, do you?"
Lori closed her eyes so that she wouldn't have to face the furious husband and concentrated on the surge of warmth and pleasure that was building up in her loins in spite of the terror that she felt.
Without waiting for a reply, George took one of her hands and placed it on his lust-swollen cock. She immediately tried to pull her fingers away but he forced her to keep them on the heated male shaft.
"I want a little pleasure too," he laughed. "Pump it up a little bit for me!"
Slowly and uncertainly, Lori brushed her fingers up and down the massive organ. She wanted to scream out but no words came, only the soft moaning escaped her throat.
"So you're a virgin, huh?" George said. "Well, I'm going to soon be ramming that cock up into you so you better get used to the feel of it."
He looked down to see his wife's head buried in the girl's crotch. The sight was tremendously erotic and exciting and he gasped as he realized how much his lovely young bride was enjoying sucking the girl's cunt. Her own body was stretched out so that he could see that her fingers were thrusting in and out of her own pussy.
"Get it good and hot, baby, I'm going to shove my cock in there where you've got your tongue now!"
He laughed delightedly at the thought of what he was going to do to the two females. He no longer saw Marsha as anything but a whore, a willing pussy for any lesbian's eager tongue. How could he have ever loved or married her?
"I'm going to split your girlfriend in two with my rod," he chuckled, patting his wife's soft buttocks with his free hand. Then, as his fingers went down into the damp crevice between her swelling asscheeks, he cruelly began to probe the tiny orifice that lay there.
Marsha twisted away in surprise and shock but he ordered her to lay still while he played with her asshole.
"I might just give you a little shot of my pecker in there when I'm finished with Lori," he threatened. "How'd you like some assfucking to finish off the evening?"
"Oh! Oh! OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Lori began to yelp as the spasms shook her body. She felt as if she were exploding from the frantic tongue that was bringing her to orgasm. Her whole body was twisting and thrashing around on the bed and for a moment she almost let his huge cock slip out of her fingers.
"Get your fingers moving on my cock,"
George called out to her, uncertain whether or not she heard him so wrapped up in her own pleasure was she.
Then, he felt her fingers move more rapidly up and down his heated shaft and he knew that she would obey him.
Suddenly the whole bed began to shake as Marsha brought herself to orgasm. Her body bounced around and his finger slipped out from between her asscheeks.
Nothing he had ever experienced had been this erotically stimulating and George watched in fascination as the two girls came again and again. They screamed out their pleasure as if he were not there.
Finally, unable to stand the stimulation of Lori's hand pumping on his blood-swollen cock, he pulled it away and leaned back to watch Marsha continue licking and sucking at Lori's pussy.
"That's it, lick it good for me," he called out to his wife. "Get that tight little cunt good and sloppy!"
When he could stand it no more, George reached down and roughly pulled his wife's protesting body away from Lori's cunt. Her mouth was glistening from the flowing female juices that she sucked in so hungrily.
"It's my turn now, baby," he told her. "Just get back and watch me rip her little pussy apart!" , Lori was still lying there with her eyes closed, a look of sublime ecstasy on her lovely young face, her legs spread apart and her glistening pussy open to George's eyes.
"Oh, please, honey, don't do it," Marsha pleaded. The thought of her husband's cock in the sweet pussy flesh where her own mouth had been was more than she could bear. "Take me ... I'll do anything you want, only please don't fuck Lori ... she's too young, you'll hurt her!"
George laughed at his wife's begging tone of voice.
"Take you, huh? That's a change from this afternoon when you were too tired to screw!"
Before he could stop her, Marsha reached over and encircled his throbbing cock with her slender fingers, pulling the foreskin back feverishly and trying to masturbate him.
"Go ahead, bitch," he spat out at her, "that won't change anything. I'm still going to ram that thing into her tight little cunt!"
Lori had opened her eyes and was watching the obscene sight with mounting horror. She tried to pull her creamy thighs together but George ordered her to leave them open. Then, he dug his strong fingers into the soft furrow between her legs again and brutally massaged the tender young pussy lips with obvious pleasure.
"Never had a cock up there, honey?" he asked in a cruel voice. "Well, it's just like my wife's tongue only a little thicker and longer. Wait and see, you'll love it!"
Suddenly he moved around on the bed and mounted her. He could see and smell the fear that she exuded. A silent prayer was on her crimson lips as she felt his hard-muscled body press down onto hers. Her legs were spreadeagled and the huge knob of his penis was poised just outside the cringing cuntal lips.
"Don't hurt me," she begged. "Please don't hurt me!"
Her pleas only made him even more determined to satisfy his own lust at the same time as he punished her. It would be a different story from his tender treatment of his wife on their honeymoon. She had been a virgin too and George had done everything possible to keep from causing her pain. Now, he wanted to hurt Lori.
The young girl was trying to pull her legs together again.
"Goddamnit, keep those fucking legs apart," he ordered her.
Lori gasped as the enormously thick head of his iron-hard penis began its penetration.
"AAAANNNNNGGGHHHHH! Oh, God, that hurts!"
As she screamed out in pain he continued the cruel pressure, forcing his massive cock up past the vaginal entrance and deep within her trembling cunt. It was so tight that for a moment he thought he couldn't get it in any more.
"Pull your legs up, honey," Marsha called out to the frightened girl. "Spread them as far as you can and pull them up, it won't hurt so much!"
The young wife moved over and helped Lori stretch out her legs, cooing encouragement to her that the pain would soon be easier. With her other hand she reached down between her husband's legs and slid her hand over his madly-throbbing cock, trying to guide it in with less pressure.
George was aflame with lust and anger and the knowledge that his wife was actually helping him to thrust his prick into Lori's cunt-for whatever reason-made him even more excited.
"Be careful, George, she can't take it all ... you'll split her in two with this thing!" Marsha said in an excited voice.
"UUUUNNNNGGGHHHHH! It hurts! It hurts so much...."
Lori's voice trailed off as Marsha coaxed her to remain as still as possible and told her that it would soon be over. , The young girl's cunt was so tight that George grunted as he rammed the last inch into the quivering pussy. His heavily swollen balls slammed into Lori's upturned buttocks, causing her to cry out again.
George knew that he was hurting Lori but he couldn't stop himself. All of the sexual frustrations of the past months had come to the surface today-first with Linda and now with Marsha and Lori. There was no way he could turn back and he was convinced that he didn't want to.
Lori whimpered with pain and humiliation.
"All right, baby, get ready because I'm going to give you the best goddamned fuck you'll ever have," George grunted, pulling his cock outward until just the tip was lodged between her fluttering pussy lips.
Marsha's eyes widened as she waited for the expected lunge. She patted Lori's arm to give the girl some comfort. Suddenly, George groaned and thrust the massively swollen penis back deeply into the terrified girl.
"AAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!" she screamed. It felt as if her whole body were on fire from the cruelly rampaging male organ sinking into her. She struggled to pull her body away from his oncoming prick but it was no use. In a second it had forced its way past the tender inner flesh of her pussy and was firmly lodged against her womb.
George quickly withdrew the steaming pole again and then repeated his brutal thrust. Soon he was fucking in and out rapidly, moaning with the exquisite pleasure of the tightly clasping cunt around his rigid column of male flesh.
Despite the compassion she felt for Lori, Marsha found herself enjoying the erotic sight taking place in front of her. She was fascinated by the way Lori's fluttering pussy flesh pulled in when George surged forward, and then fluttered outward as he withdrew his lust-swollen pole. She knew that Lori was suffering and she would have done anything to stop the terrible hurt.
"Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhh!" Lori wailed, her body twisting and thrashing about on the bed under the hard-muscled male figure. She could feel his chest pressing into her soft breasts and the wiry hair scraping against her tender nipples.
"Now do you like it, bitch?" George called out to her, his face buried in the soft auburn hair that framed her lovely face. "How does it feel to have something real in your cunt for a change?"
She closed her eyes and waited for the next cruel blow to her cringing pussy. The first great shock of pain had passed, replaced by a dull aching in her lower body. Never again would she be the same, her pussy had been violated so brutally that she wondered if any woman would want to suck her young pussy again.
"Relax, honey," Marsha murmured in her ear. "Just relax and it will be all right!"
As the fearful pounding continued, Lori tried to take Marsha's advice. She let her body go limp and forced her legs even wider apart to give him easier access to the trembling young pussy. She felt him lunge forward again, his tempo increasing. Then, slowly at first, she experienced a new sensation. Her body became warm and comfortable in her pelvic region and the dull ache was gone. Surprised, she began to move her hips in unison with the tempo that George had established. At first her movements were hesitant and uncomfortable, but as she began to respond more and more she found herself thrusting back up to meet the massive prick impaling her.
"That's it, baby, move your little ass for me," George cried out, feeling her body responding. He loved the tight feeling of the pussy flesh contracting around his hardened cock and it increased his pleasure tremendously.
Marsha was surprised by the words and by the way Lori had stopped wailing. She looked down to the girl's pussy and was astonished to see Lori twisting her body upwards around the thrusting cock. Her lips felt dry and her tongue snaked out to wet them as she stared down at the exciting sight.
"MMMMMMMNNNNNNNNN," Lori mewled, surprising herself and the man above her. "Oh! Oh! OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!"
There was no longer any pretense. Lori was struggling to get more and more of the life-giving cock inside her. She suddenly brought her arms up and they went around George's back, pulling him closer to her. Even her aching nipples were beginning to feel good and she wanted as much flesh contact as she could get.
"She likes it! The little whore likes it!"
George's voice was heavy with triumph and he increased his powerful strokes, feeling wonderfully alive. By God, she likes it, he told himself.
Marsha could hardly believe what was happening. Less than an hour ago Lori had shown disgust and terror at the idea of fucking a man. Now she was like a wanton bitch in heat! At the same time, Marsha found it thrilling to lie here and watch them fuck. It was as if the young girl were giving her husband all of the passion that she had denied him since their marriage. He was thrusting his hard cock into the very same hole that Marsha had so recently made love to with her fevered tongue.
"Harder! Fuck me harder!" Lori wailed with frustration. She had to have this huge cock raping her. She had to be made to feel like a whore, as she indeed was. "Screw me, honey, fuck me into the floor!"
Excited by the lewd suggestions, George redoubled his efforts and was soon thrusting madly into the clenching cunt, feeling new sensations as Lori milked the white-hot sperm up from his lust-swollen balls.
Again and again he rammed his prick home and heard her gasp with ecstasy.
"I-I-I'M COMING! I'M COMING! OH GOD, I'm GOING TO COMMMMMEEEE!" Lori screamed as she tried to find his lips with hers. She wanted to devour his tongue in her young mouth as her pussy was hungrily devouring his stiff cock.
Just as George thought he could stand no more of the delicious pleasure his madly pulsating cock erupted in a veritable flood of male sperm. It exploded inside Lori in thick gushes of white sticky come.
She felt the first rush of come deep within her and it only added to the thrilling spasm she was feeling all over her body. She twisted up against him, throwing her long legs over his lower back and pulling him down onto her gaping cunt.
"AaaHIEEEEE!" she screamed. "Don't stop ... don't stop ... fuck me hardeeerrr!"
They worked furiously to satisfy themselves, all feelings of anger and fright gone as their bodies lunged against each other, the sweat running down their frantically twisting limbs as the come continued to pour into Lori's cunt and she cried out her ecstasy.
Then, it was over and George pulled his rapidly deflating cock out of Lori's pussy. It glistened with the combined juices of them both and Marsha reached down quickly to feel the warm, limp rod.
As soon as her hand touched it, George felt his cock begin to swell again. He was insatiable tonight, unable to find lasting satisfaction in one orgasm.
"Now I'm going to make you suck it, baby," he said to Lori.
Both of the girls tried to protest but it only increased his determination. He wanted to plunge it between her sweet young lips and force her to bring him more and more pleasure.
"It's too big!" Marsha pleaded. "She won't be able to get it all into her mouth!"
He smiled sadistically at the look on their faces.
"You said the same thing about her cunt," he reminded his wife. "She didn't seem to mind that after I got started, did she?"
They watched in horrified fascination as George pulled Lori down to the thick glistening shaft that waited for her virginal mouth.
CHAPTER FIVE
George was just about to force Lori's reluctant mouth down around the huge knob head of his cock when they heard the tapping on the door.
Everyone froze, afraid that their loud screams of sexual pleasure had disturbed someone.
"Who can it be?" Marsha whispered to her husband. She looked around for something to cover her naked body with.
"How in the hell do I know," he replied brusquely, his hands still firmly planted on each side of Lori's head.
Slowly, he released her and she fell back onto a pillow, her legs spread apart widely to allow the cool air to wash over her violated pussy.
George climbed out of bed and went quietly to the door on hesitant feet. The tapping continued and he thought for a moment that they should pretend to be asleep. "George?"
The voice was faint as it filtered through the heavy wooden door but he recognized it immediately. It was Linda! His confused mind searched for some answer out of his dilemma. Now Marsha would find that she was not the only transgressor.
"Find out who it is, honey," Marsha called out softly. "It must be important for someone to come at this time of night!"
"For Chrissakes give me time to think," he replied angrily.
Marsha got out of the bed and slipped a robe on. She then went to the closet and found a bathrobe for her naked husband. He threw it onto his shoulders and told her to go back to bed.
"George, honey? It's me, Linda!"
The voice outside the door was more insistent now and he knew that he would have to find out what she wanted.
"Get back in bed," he ordered his wife. "And get a sheet or something over your little friend there, I'm going out on the porch and find out what this is all about."
He waited until Marsha had gotten back into bed and pulled the covers up both she and Lori's nude bodies. Then, he unlocked the door and slipped outside quickly.
The cool night air hit him immediately, causing his perspiring body to shiver.
"It's about time," Linda said haughtily. "I thought I'd have to break down the door to get your attention!"
George was stunned to see the sexy young brunette hanging onto the arm of a middle-aged man. He could tell that they had been drinking from the silly look on their faces.
"What in hell do you want at this time of night?"
"Why, Georgie, is that any way to talk to a lady?" Linda retorted, a low throaty laugh bubbling up from her lovely mouth. "I came all the way over here to see if everything was all right and you treat me like an unwelcome stranger."
"I thought you two were good friends?" the man said. He had a puzzled look on his face. "You said this guy was a good friend of yours!"
He was colder than hell, but George knew that he had to get rid of them before he could go back inside the cabin. He searched his mind for an easy way out of the dangerous situation.
"Everything is fine, Linda," he said at last, hoping that he could convince the girl and her friend to leave. "Everything's just great!"
Linda looked skeptical and she could see that George was trying to get rid of them.
"Did you find our little friend in the sack with you know who?"
George blushed at the lewd words, especially since she had spoken them in front of this stranger.
"I told you, everything is just fine!" he replied with as much confidence as he could muster. "Why don't you go back to your cabin, I'll see you in the morning."
"Why don't you ask your friends in?"
The words from behind him struck his ears like a thunderclap.
"Marsha!" he said, turning to face his wife through the half-open door. "I told you to go to bed!"
The young bride wore a look of amusement on her lovely features but there was a strange hard glint in her eyes.
"I'm George's wife," she said to the startled Linda and her friend. "Why don't you come in out of the cold? I'm sure George will fix you a drink."
Before George could protest, Linda and the man pushed past him and went into the cabin. He followed quickly, flabbergasted by his wife's words and actions.
The four of them stood just inside the door as George slammed it shut. He could see that they were all staring at Lori's covered but still voluptuous figure on the bed. Her face was burning with shame at being found in the Billings' bed.
"I opened the door just in time to hear your remark about who my husband found in the sack," Marsha was telling Linda as George tried to stop her.
"Marsha! Stop it!"
"I thought you might as well see for yourself," Marsha continued. "You seem to be privy to a good many of our little secrets!"
The young husband felt a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach as Linda and her friend laughed in response to Marsha's bold words.
"Marsha, I-I ... that is, I want to explain...."
His wife stopped him with a wave of her hand.
"Don't bother, Lori already told me about you and this slut!"
Lori smiled up at him from the bed, a look of triumph on her young face. It was as if she were telling him that it was she who would have the last laugh.
"As long as we're making the introductions I want you all to meet a fellow guest," Linda paused and pointed to the heavy-set older man who stood there looking confused by the whole incident. "This is Frank Collins. Frank, meet George and Linda Billings and...." she paused again as she pointed to Lori, " ... and the little lady under the covers is Lori. She's a waitress here as you already know!"
The young husband's face burned with shame and he found himself unable to say a word in his own defense. This was a day that he was going to remember for the rest of his life.
"George," Marsha said in a mock-friendly voice, "get our friends a drink, will you?"
He went quickly to the small kitchen, grateful for the opportunity to think about what he was going to do next. He had never seen his wife like this-so cold and so in charge of a bad situation. He mixed the drinks slowly, listening for snatches of the conversation in the other room. Frank Collins was trying to explain how he had come to be there.
"I was in the bar having a drink when I met the little lady here," Frank Collins said in a slurred voice. "I sure didn't know I was getting into any family squabbles."
George winced at the man's words. This was more than just a family squabble. It threatened to blow up into a full-scale war if he wasn't able to control things.
"You're welcome here anytime, Frank," Marsha said in a hard voice. "As a matter-of-fact the more the merrier!"
Linda was laughing again as George came back into the room with a tray of drinks.
"I was just telling your friends how welcome they are, honey," Marsha repeated in the strange voice. "As a matter-of-fact the party was just getting interesting!"
She turned to Linda.
"As long as you know so much about our business you might as well know that my loving husband was just about to force Lori to suck his cock, weren't you, darling?"
George almost dropped the tray.
"To tell you the truth," Marsha continued, "I was looking forward to the sight. I've never seen anyone suck a man's cock before, especially not my own husband's!"
Everyone in the room was staring at George and he burned with the shame of his wife's intimate revelation.
"Marsha," he pleaded, "for God's sake stop it!"
But there was no stopping her now. For the first time in her life she felt free of the inhibitions that had always prevented her thinking-let alone speaking-about sex so boldly. The sight of her husband fucking into young Lori's pussy and the unbelievably erotic anticipation she had felt when he guided the lovely girl's head down toward his burning cock made her forget everything except the warmth in her pussy. And the new knowledge that George had spent the afternoon sucking Linda's cunt while she brought him to orgasm with her mouth made her lust even greater.
"I thought you'd be pleased with the change in my attitude," she said, turning to face her husband. "I mean, you've always wanted me to be more sexually free! I'm sure no one else minds." She turned to face the others. "Do you?"
A chorus of "No's" sprang from their lips as they began to feel the excitement of the moment. Frank Collins had snaked his arm around Linda's waist and was massaging her hip lewdly. His partner stared down at the smiling Lori on the bed, wondering if the girl's expert tongue could bring her to orgasm.
Only George was still shaken and upset by what was happening. It was true that he would have given anything to have Marsha respond like this when they were alone. But to have her flaunt her obvious desire in front of comparative strangers was almost too much for him.
"I think we should all relax and enjoy our drinks while we decide what to do next," Marsha said to relieve the pressure that was building in the room. "Anyone have any suggestions?"
As she spoke she climbed back into bed with the young waitress, burrowing under the sheets as she threw off her robe and snuggled up against Lori's warm body.
"How about an orgy?" Linda asked cheerfully, a slow lewd smile playing across her lips. "I don't know about the rest of you but I'm ready for a little cock!"
Frank Collins murmured his assent. The alcohol and the nearness of three lovely and willing women made him bolder than he would have been under different circumstances. He had come to Pine Valley hoping for the opportunity to score at least once with the young single girls who frequented such places but he had never imagined finding himself in the middle of an orgy.
"I want to fuck everybody," he cried out with drunken lust. "I'll bet I can take on everyone in the room!"
His thick cock was swelling rapidly from the exciting sight of the two girls on the bed and he could hardly wait to get his huge prick into them.
George started to protest the crude words but he was stopped by a look from his wife. The words died in his throat and he knew that he had lost all control of the situation.
"Not so fast," Marsha replied. "George still hasn't finished what he'd started when we were interrupted. I think Lori should give him a blow job and let us get worked up a little bit."
Despite her previous fears about the size of George's massive cock, Lori wanted to experience the feeling of his flooding come pumping into her mouth. She could almost taste the salty-sweet male sperm.
"If you want to get turned on I've got some movies in my cabin that are guaranteed to do the trick," Frank said suddenly. "These are first-class flicks that I picked up in L.A. and, by God, nobody can watch them without wanting to screw everything in sight."
There were little cries of pleasure from the girls and Linda offered to accompany him to get the projector and films. They went quickly, anxious to return and get the orgy started.
While they waited for Frank and Linda to return, Marsha had some second thoughts about what she was doing. There was no question that she wanted to experience more of the wonderful orgasms that Lori's tongue had brought her. But she was uncertain as to whether she could go through with fucking George or Frank in front of the others.
"Well, baby, you've started something you can't stop now," her husband said, most of his self-confidence returning at the erotic thought of what was to happen. "I hope you don't have any plans to back out at the last minute?"
All of her doubts were suddenly gone and Marsha just smiled at George.
"We'll see who hollers 'Uncle' first!"
Frank and Linda came back into the cabin in a few moments, their arms loaded with the movie projector and cans of film.
"These better be good," Linda said, puffing from the weight of the things she carried. "It's not going to be any fun unless everybody gets into the act!"
"Don't worry about a thing, baby, I'll refund your money if you aren't screaming for cock in a few minutes," Frank laughed as he set up the projector and threaded a film onto the spool.
George unfolded the portable screen and put it where they could see it from the rest of the room. He could feel the throbbing in his cock and he could hardly wait to get started.
"Turn off the lights," Frank called out to him.
"Wait a minute," Linda said with mounting excitement, "I want to get comfortable first."
She began shedding her clothes and was soon standing in front of the admiring group completely naked. She ran her long hands down her swelling hips and thrust out her breasts provocatively. Every eye in the room was focused on the dark triangle of pubic hair that lay at the bottom of her flat stomach.
"Isn't everybody going to strip?" she asked.
George threw off his robe and climbed into bed beside the young Lori and his wife. With a sudden movement he pulled away the covers and surprised to see Lori's hand digging into Marsha's pussy.
Frank Collins let Linda unzip his pants and pull them down as he threw off his shirt. Soon he was naked too and Linda patted his swollen cock lovingly.
"Throw me a couple of pillows," she called out to George. "I want Frank and I to be comfortable if we have to lay on the floor!"
In a moment they were all ready for the movie to begin. Frank flicked off the light switch and then started the projector. For a moment there was complete darkness in the room and then it suddenly erupted in a dazzling light as the movie screen came to life.
At first there was only a blur on the screen but Frank reached up and adjusted the focus. Slowly, the blur became clearer and they gasped as they recognized that they were seeing a well-furnished bedroom. The camera was panning around the room, taking in every piece of furniture, lingering for a moment on framed pictures of dogs on one wall. Then, it slowly moved to the heavy door of the bedroom. In a moment the door opened and a lovely young girl came through it. She was carrying a stack of books and appeared to be a schoolgirl. She was dressed in the kind of uniform that students wore.
The camera moved in closer and they could see how beautiful the girl really was. She was small in stature but perfectly built, with a voluptuous figure and long lovely legs that were not concealed by her clothing. She had long black hair that flowed softly down her back, finely-sculpted features, and a look of complete innocence.
As everyone in the room watched with mounting excitement, the girl laid the books on the bed and began to undress. George licked his lips in anticipation as the young girl threw off her jacket and pulled the short skirt down over gorgeous hips until she was standing in front of the bed, her only remaining clothing the thin black panties that barely covered her luscious bottom and the blouse that she was unbuttoning.
The young husband pressed his pulsating cock against his wife's naked thigh and was pleasantly surprised when she reached over and encircled it with her long fingers. He gasped as she began to pump up and down on the lust-swollen penis, her other hand still buried between Lori's thighs.
"Wow!" Lori murmured. "Look at those tits!"
They were all staring at the swelling twin-orbs of loveliness as the girl tossed aside her blouse and brought up her hands to caress the cherry-tipped nipples of her luscious breasts. Her eyes had a glazed look and she stood there for a moment massaging her own flesh, her lower body rotating provocatively.
Then, she let her hands trail reluctantly down to her panties. She hooked her thumbs under the tight elastic band and began to draw them down over her flaring hips.
"We're gonna get to see her cunt!" Linda cried out with delight. "Go, baby, go!"
"You're going to see a hell of a lot more than that," Frank replied, his own hands busy with Linda's damp crotch.
As they watched in fascination the girl stepped out of the panties and kicked them aside. She was crooning softly to herself as her fingers started to move up and down the creamy thighs, darting for a moment to the soft tender flesh of her inner thighs before returning to sweep up and down her hips.
"Get your finger in your cunt," George shouted to the screen. "Finger-fuck yourself, honey!"
They all laughed as George realized what he had said.
As if in answer to his words, the girl moved slowly up onto the bed and laid down with her feet pointed toward the camera. Every inch of her tantalizing nudity was revealed-from her high rounded breasts to the soft dark triangle of her womanhood.
One of the girl's hands went to her breasts and massaged the soft flesh in tiny teasing circles, tweaking the soft nipples into sudden throbbing hardness. Her legs scissored open slowly, exposing the soft dark hair between her thighs and the thin slit of her vagina.
Slowly the girl was working herself into a burning passion.
The camera suddenly zoomed into the pile of books on the bed as the girl's hand reached out and selected one. The title was plainly visible: "The Care and Feeding of Dogs."
Lori and George were both squirming from the erotic sight on the screen and from Marsha's manipulations with her fingers on their heated genitals. Her own pussy was on fire and she locked her thighs together and rubbed the soft inner cuntal lips to increase the pleasure.
"MMMMMMMMNNNNNNNN, that's good, honey, get your fingers inside me," Linda cooed to Frank as she played with his lust-swollen cock.
The girl on the screen brought the book up to her chest and it fell open. She began devouring the print as her fingers trailed in the soft darkness of her gaping pussy.
Her fingers crawled to the soft hair covered lips and spread them slowly apart until the wet pinkness was fully visible and the mouth-like orifice opened hungrily. The two half-moons of her rounded buttocks shone, divided by the hot, avid crevice between them. Her tiny anus nestled mysterious and inviting below the swollen and agitated lips.
"Jesus, baby, suck my cock," Frank Collins asked Linda, too aflame with desire to wait any longer for satisfaction.
"Sure thing, honey, just get your legs around here so that I can watch the movie while I suck," Linda replied in a breathless voice, not wanting to miss one second of the erotic display on the screen.
George looked down and saw a scramble of limbs. Then, with a wet sucking sound, Linda hungrily drew the iron-hard cock of her companion into her mouth.
His eyes went back to the screen.
Her fingers crawled to the soft hair covered lips and spread them slowly apart until the wet pinkness was fully visible and the mouth-like orifice opened hungrily. The two half-moons of her rounded buttocks shone, divided by the hot, avid crevice between them. Her tiny anus nestled mysterious and inviting below the swollen and agitated lips.
"Jesus, baby, suck my cock," Frank Collins asked Linda, too aflame with desire to wait any longer for satisfaction.
"Sure thing, honey, just get your legs around here so that I can watch the movie while I suck," Linda replied in a breathless voice, not wanting to miss one second of the erotic display on the screen.
George looked down and saw a scramble of limbs. Then, with a wet sucking sound, Linda hungrily drew the iron-hard cock of her companion into her mouth.
His eyes went back to the screen.
The girl was poring over the book as her finger slowly went into the glistening pink slit, her thumb stroking the tiny bud of her clitoris at the same time. In a moment the finger was working in and out furiously, her cunt contracting to give her greater pleasure as the digit slipped in and out of the lubricated pussy lips.
"Do me like that!" Lori cried out to Marsha. She pulled her knees upward until her nakedly glistening young cunt was exposed just like the girl on the screen. "Oh, God, fuck me with your fingers!"
Marsha was as excited as everyone else and she thrust two of her slippery fingers up inside Lori, feeling the velvety walls of the girl's cunt clenching at them as they moved deep into her.
George could smell the pungent female odor from Lori's cunt and it excited him, coupled with the warm hand masturbating his throbbing cock.
The girl on the bed had become possessed.
Her eyes and teeth were clenched as she writhed beneath her own driving fingers in uncontrollable passion. The rapid rhythm drove grunts of pleasure from deep in her throat as the fingers sunk into the tight pink opening, making moist, sucking sounds as she withdrew them to push in again and again.
She strained for her climax as she turned the pages of the book on animals with her other hand. She groaned in frustration as her fingers thrust harder and deeper. They were not enough. Her head rolled from side to side on the pillow, her long dark hair flying about as she moaned at her inability to bring the satisfaction she needed. Still she tried, her hand beating a wild staccato against the matted moist pussy, her grunts faster and louder with each passing second.
The girl's cries mingled with the wet slurping sound of Linda's mouth and lips sucking hungrily on Frank's heated shaft and the gasps of delight from George and Lori as Marsha brought them closer and closer to orgasm.
"Suck it, baby, lick my cock good!" Frank wailed to the girl who hunched over his massive impaling pole. "Oh, Jesus, honey, give it a real good licking!"
Marsha wriggled her hip closer to George's straining body and whispered that she wanted him to play with her pussy while she watched the show. He accommodated her immediately, thrusting his avid fingers up into the moistly clenching slit between her legs.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!" she moaned at the delicious sensations that shot through her.
"My God, look what's happening!"
Lori's breathless voice rose above the other sounds in the room as the bedroom door on the screen opened and a huge St. Bernard dog ran in. The eyes of the girl on the bed widened and she dropped the book as the animal leaped up beside her, his huge head growling menacingly over her defenseless, upturned crotch.
Everyone's movements stopped as they watched in horrified fascination.
"What's he going to do to her?" Marsha whispered in a quivering voice.
"Wait'll you get a load of this!" Frank called out to the others. "Oh, wow, I could cream just thinking about it!"
The giant St. Bernard lowered his head to the helpless girl's crotch and was sniffing it. His tail wagged and trembled as though he had found a bitch in heat. The girl reached up and patted his head as his nose pushed aside the fingers that were still buried in her moistly quivering pussy. She had a strange look on her face, one almost of adoration and she groaned as his tongue snaked out and licked wetly up and down the crevice of her cunt, the tip burrowing slightly into the fleshy lips.
With a deep animal sound the girl on the bed kicked her legs up until her whole gleaming cunt was naked and exposed to the dog. His giant tongue thrust up the moist passageway of her well-lubricated vulva like an attacking snake. Wild, almost incoherent screams streamed from her lips as she felt the rough oral member stab into her.
"Oh, Christ, it must feel wonderful," Lori marveled. She was twisting her young body up against the fingers that thrust into her pussy and she knew that her first orgasm wasn't far off.
George was almost out of his mind with lust and he had to get his rock-hard cock into a pussy of a mouth now.
"Turn around," he ordered his wife, "I'm going to fuck you from behind!"
Marsha needed no further urging. She was burning up from the hot flashes that shook her pussy. Instinctively, she crawled around and rested her upper body on her elbows, her nakedly exposed crotch widespread between her creamy thighs.
Lori screamed with frustration as the fingers were pulled from her quivering cunt.
"Don't stop! Don't stop nowwwwwwwww!" she wailed.
"I'll suck your pussy while George fucks me," Marsha answered her, pulling the girl's legs around so that she was lying in front of her.
Lori responded with delight. She positioned herself so that Marsha's head was buried in her crotch. Her head twisted so that she could continue to watch the obscene spectacle on the movie screen while she was being licked and sucked.
The dog had pulled his head from the girl's gaping pussy and his nose nudged her over onto her stomach just as Marsha was now laying. Then, as the willing young girl screamed with pleasure, he buried his nose in the waiting sensitive organ between her legs.
"I'M GOING TO COME!" Frank Collins wailed as Linda continued to suck the heated shaft of his massive cock. "I'M GOING TO COMMMMMMMEEEEEEEE!"
George moved quickly to position himself behind his wife's inviting asscheeks. His rigid pole slapped and throbbed against them, sending more pleasure to the waiting girl's nakedly exposed vagina. Then, with a quick thrust, he shoved his prick deep up into her warm hole, causing her to cry out with surprise and delight.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Without waiting another moment he began the quick sure lunges in and out of the moistly clenching vaginal passage. He could see Marsha's head gliding up and down the tender pussy flesh of Lori and the sight increased his own pleasure.
The girl on the bed suddenly raised her lower body up so that the dog's tongue could have greater access to the widespread hair lined crevice between her legs. He lapped the sweet flesh for a moment before removing his head and climbing up on her back, his huge scarlet penis oozing come as it tried to force itself into the furrow between her asscheeks.
Marsha was bucking back and forth madly, contracting her cuntal muscles around her husband's cock as if she had never felt anything so wonderful in her life.
"Fuck me, darling, make me come! Oh, God, fuuuuuucccccckkkkkkk meeeeeeeeee!"
The girl on the bed looked back at the dog and shifted her weight, trying to capture his huge prick in the crevice between her legs. She reached back and grabbed the monstrous prick in one hand and guided it to the tiny hole where she wanted it. Her pussy lips fluttered wildly as the tremendous knob head slipped between them and the dog gave a growl of triumph.
"She can't take that thing into her cunt!" Lori gasped as the rod plunged up into the girl's hungrily contracting pink cuntal flesh. "Oh, wow, look at him pour it to her!"
Groans of disbelief rippled through the room as the dog jerked forward and buried his huge cudgel deep up the squirming girl's pink, grasping hole. It slithered forward with a wet rush until it was sunk to the hilt, his hairy balls swinging below her wet pubic hair. She began to move rhythmically back and forth to meet the thrust of the giant dog. As his forelegs trapped her waist, she began to undulate her body and move her buttocks in lewd circles, abandoning herself to the delicious fucking she was receiving from behind.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH! FUCK ME! FUCK ME JUST THE WAY HE IS!" Marsha urged her husband. She wanted to feel what the girl was feeling, to be raped brutally by a massive cock that would stop at nothing to gain its satisfaction.
George continued to pound into her clasping pussy as she twisted and writhed under him. He couldn't believe what he was seeing on the screen. It was too much for his mind to absorb. The girl was actually fucking an animal-a huge dog with a prick that surely would tear her apart.
The girl had gone completely out of her mind with passion and was screaming encouragement to the dog as his terrible pleasure-giving rod jammed in and out of her perspiring crack.
Linda was swallowing the white-hot sperm that flooded into her mouth from Frank's still erupting prick and her cheeks bulged with the sweet fluid. She felt it ooze out of the side of her mouth and she brought her fingers down to scoop it up. Her own crotch was aflame with spasm of exquisite sensations.
"Fuck back, you bitch," George called out to his wife. He knew that he couldn't delay the flood of come from his swollen balls much longer and he wanted her to mild every last sensation from his impaling cock. He was fucking into her with no mercy and no thought of anything but his own pleasure.
As he buffeted her from behind with the wonderful rod, Marsha thrust her tongue into Lori's sweet pussy flesh, running it up and down the widely-gaping crotch from her little straining clitoris to the crevice of her ass.
Suddenly there was a loud cry from Linda as Frank rammed his still rigid cock up between her waiting legs.
"OOOOHHHHHHH! FUCK! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!!"
She began to twist under the heavy man as if she were on fire. Her legs came up and wrapped themselves around his back and thrusting mightily, Linda tried to get more and more of the cock into her.
"Look, she's coming!" Lori cried out.
Everyone looked toward the screen as the girl began her first throes of orgasm. She twisted her head wildly from side to side, her long dark hair churning on the mattress. The giant's tongue hung dripping from his mouth as he fucked into the waving buttocks. Saliva dripped from it onto the girl's back. She screamed suddenly and jerked back against him as he jerked forward and his cock began spitting its sperm in hard spurts deep in her clasping vagina.
Marsha and Lori began screaming at the same time as the spasms of wonderful orgasm shook them. Their bodies twisted and writhed insanely, Lori thrusting her cunt up to meet the lashing tongue, Marsha bucking backwards to hungrily clasp George's cock and hold it in place while she rocked in the delicious sensations that were shooting through her.
"AAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHH!" Lori wailed.
"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!" Marsha answered against the wet pussy flesh.
Suddenly, George knew that he could control the waiting rush of come no longer and he thrust forward and felt it flood into his wife's madly clenching pussy.
On the screen, the girl's round buttocks started to clench uncontrollably, signaling her own orgiastic upheaval deep in her quivering belly. Thick white liquid seeped from her tightly squeezing cunt and thin trails of the juice oozed from her pussy down the backs of her still-trembling thighs. As the rapidly deflating cock slipped from her weary vagina with a sucking noise that echoed around the room, the girl collapsed on the mattress. In a last act of obscene deprivation the dog nuzzled her ass with his nose and began to lick the sticky white liquid from between her legs.
The screen suddenly went dead.
CHAPTER SIX
Soon after the screen went blank, Marsha raised her head from Lori's moist pussy and sighed. She felt incredibly satiated, much too exhausted physically and emotionally to continue the wild orgy. She wanted only to crawl under the warm covers with her husband in her arms and sleep until her body and mind was refreshed.
"All right, everybody, up out!" she called out to the others.
She could see Linda lying spreadeagled on the floor with Frank Collins sprawled out beside her. Lori stirred lazily, almost as if she were afraid she might break the sexual spell by moving too quickly.
There were murmurs of protest from Linda and Frank.
"The party's just getting started," Frank called out in reply.
"Hell yes," Linda joined in, "I'm just getting warmed up-I haven't sucked any cock yet!"
George rose up from his reclining position and looked over at the couple on the floor.
"Why don't you go back to your own cabin? You can continue things there if you haven't had enough."
Marsha thanked him silently with her eyes and patted his limp cock.
Reluctantly, Frank and Linda scrambled to their feet and searched for their discarded clothing. They dressed slowly, their limbs refusing to function properly after the wild fucking and sucking they had done.
"You too, honey," Marsha prompted the young waitress. She would have preferred the warmth of the girl's body alongside her as she slept but she knew that it was courting discovery to allow her to stay overnight.
"Can I come back tomorrow?" Lori pleaded, her eyes filled with wonder at the explosive loss of her own virginity by George Billings.
"We'll see," George said as he watched her dress. He could still feel the tight young pussy clasping his cock and he knew that he would be fucking her again soon. "We might all get together for another session tomorrow night."
"Oh, that would be super!" Lori replied, her face brightening at the news. She looked at George with thinly-veiled lust in her eyes. "I still owe you a blow job!"
The three of them slipped quietly out of the cabin and George locked the door after them. They had arranged to meet for lunch the next day, all of them aware that they would sleep late tomorrow.
As he crawled back into bed with his naked young wife, George saw a look of ecstasy on her face and he smiled at the change one day at Pine Valley had brought to the previously cold and unresponsive girl.
"Are you pissed-off at me for screwing Linda today?" he asked in a teasing voice.
Marsha smiled back at him and rolled over to put her arms around his strong back. She pressed her lovely face into his shoulder and he could feel her hot breath on his chest.
"Not if you aren't going to hold my little episode with Lori against me. I don't think I could be angry with you ever again. I'm still shaking inside from that fucking you gave me!"
"You sure as hell changed your attitude in a hurry," he replied. "You were like a wildcat once you got started!"
The young bride threw one leg over George's lower body and he could feel her damp pussy rubbing sensuously against his thigh. His cock was beginning to swell erect again.
"MMMMMMMNNNNNNN! You've got the most wonderful cock in the world!" Marsha murmured, reaching down and encircling the thick organ with her long cool fingers. "I just couldn't seem to get enough of it tonight." She paused and looked up into his face with an expression of fear. "You don't think it will ever be the way it was be ... before, do you?"
"It'll never be the same again, sweetheart," he replied. "Once you get turned on to sex you can't look back!"
She moaned with pleasure at his words and snuggled her luscious body closer against him.
"Honey, could I ask you to do something for me?"
George wondered what she could possibly be going to ask of him.
"Sure, baby, anything in the world. Just ask!"
Marsha blushed.
"I-I'd like to go to sleep with your cock inside me!"
George wanted to laugh but he knew that this was no time for merriment. Marsha was too precariously poised on the edge of full enjoyment of sex to have him do or say anything that would make her have second thoughts about the change in herself.
"I'd like that just fine, sweetheart," he answered. "But I don't know if I can give you another load tonight. I'm about out of come!"
Martha pressed her body more tightly against him before she spoke again.
"That's all right, George. I just want to feel it inside me when I go to sleep. It's so huge and wonderful. I'm afraid that I'm going to wake up in the middle of the night and find out that this has all been just a dream. If you're inside me I'll know that it hasn't been and that everything's just the way I want it to be."
There was no mistaking the sincerity in her voice.
George felt her lift her leg slightly and he slipped his cock up into the glistening furrow between her legs.
"OOOOOOHHHHHHHH!" she cooed as the half-limp but still huge cock buried itself deeply up inside her. "Oh, darling, I love you so much!"
They went to sleep in just a few moments, both of them dreaming about the wild and exciting things that lay in store for them tomorrow.
* * *
It was almost one o'clock before George and Marsha entered the main dining room of the lodge. Frank Collins and Linda were sitting at a large table by the window and the eager young couple went to join them immediately. Lori was just approaching the table as they sat down.
"Hi!" she said in a voice filled with youthful excitement. "I was just about to come over and wake you up. Lunch will be over in fifteen minutes!"
They chatted as if they had known each other for years as Lori went to order their food. Frank and Linda recounted how they had gone back to Linda's cabin and spent the night there fucking.
"Wow!" Linda sighed, looking around to make sure that none of the other diners overheard her. "My friend here may be a little pudgy but he's a real tiger in the sack!"
Frank laughed good naturedly. He was amused and gratified by the compliment and he was still amazed at how easy it had been to gratify his lusts at Pine Valley.
"You suck a mighty mean cock, yourself," he laughed. "Folks, this little lady here just about nibbled my pecker off, she got so excited!"
Marsha and George felt incredibly at ease with the other two and they laughed at Frank's joke without embarrassment.
"What's on the agenda for today?" Marsha asked after Lori had served their thick steaks. "As soon as I get a little food under my belt I'm going to be ready for anything!"
"How about a ride up to the ski lodge on Pine Mountain?" Frank asked. "It's closed at this time of year but I can get the keys from the manager and we can fuck to our heart's content without any disturbance."
The other three nodded their agreement and George and Marsha hurried to finish their lunch, anxious to have the orgy resume.
"What about Lori?" George inquired.
"She has to work until three," Linda replied. "After that she's free until tomorrow morning. Do you want to wait for her before we go up?"
Marsha had been feeling his cock underneath the table and George knew that he couldn't wait that long. They would either have to return to the cabin so that he could satisfy the craving in his loins or go without the young waitress.
"Why don't I just leave her my car keys?" Frank suggested. He was as anxious to get moving as the others.
Linda and Marsha greeted the suggestion with enthusiasm.
"That's a great idea, honey," Linda said, a lustful look in her eyes. "I don't think I can wait until three to have that beautiful cock ramming into my little pussy!"
The others laughed at her obvious passion.
When Lori returned to the table they told her what they had decided and Frank gave her his car keys. She looked disappointed but managed a weak smile.
"You won't all be too tired by the time I get there, will you?" she asked plaintively.
"Honey, I think I could fuck you no matter how tired I was," Frank replied.
George, Marsha and Linda went out to the car while Frank made arrangements for booze, ice, and sandwiches to take along.
The road from Pine Valley Lodge to Pine Mountain was narrow and torturous but none of the occupants of the Cadillac noticed. Frank and Linda sat in the back seat of the big car, sipping from the thermos of Margaritas and fondling each other. Marsha cuddled on the front seat by George, her fingers busy with his throbbing cock.
"Take it easy, baby," George pleaded. "I'll blow my rocks all over you if you aren't careful!"
He could feel his swollen balls signal his brain that the white-hot sperm would soon be flooding out of the dilated tip of his pulsating cock if she continued the lewd and exciting hand manipulations.
"How about a little blow-job?" Frank asked Linda, his hand up beneath her dress and fumbling with the tight elastic of her panties. "You know, just to get things warmed up?"
"I'd like nothing better than to get my mouth around that thing," Linda replied, hardly able to control herself, "but you'd better keep your eyes on the road and direct George or we'll wind up in a ditch somewhere. You did say to take a left turn at the crossroads, didn't you?"
Before they knew it they were pulling into the large parking lot of the Pine Mountain Ski Lodge. It looked strange and almost surrealistic with no cars anywhere for miles and the ski lifts silent and empty of people.
George wheeled the car up the driveway and pulled to a stop before the shuttered lodge building. Linda smoothed her dress down over her perfectly-tapered hips as they got out of the car and looked around them.
"I had to slip the manager twenty bucks and guarantee that we wouldn't do any damage," Frank laughed, crawling out of the car with the sack of sandwiches in one hand and a thermos of Margaritas in the other. "Welcome to Frank Collins' Pleasure Palace!" he said proudly as he went to the heavy oak door and inserted the key.
George knew that Linda was eyeing the throbbing cock that beat against the tight material of his trousers but he felt no shame. Instead, he circled her thin waist with his arm and pulled her toward the door.
"Honey, get that box out of the trunk, will you?" he called out to Marsha. "It's got the spare booze in it!"
"Male chauvinist pig!" Linda laughed, already a little tipsy from the alcohol and the excitement of what was to come. "You'd rather worry about the fucking booze than getting your wife into bed!"
"Don't worry about me," Marsha replied, "I've no intention of missing out on the fun!"
The lobby of the ski lodge smelled musty and reminded George of an airless mausoleum. All of the lights had been turned off at the main switch and then had only the small rays of sunlight filtering in through the shutters to see by.
"The manager said the honeymoon suite was upstairs," Frank said, starting up the broad staircase. "Last door end of the hall and good fucking, one and all!" he rhymed, chuckling at his own wit.
George let go of Linda's waist and took the box of liquor from his wife. They followed Frank up the stairway, each of them anxious to get the party started.
They waited in the dark hallway while Frank went into the room and unbolted the shutters and threw open the windows. The room was huge and luxuriously furnished. Every possible convenience was there, from the king-sized bed to twin bathrooms.
George set the case of liquor down on a dresser and wiped his perspiring forehead.
"Call room service and order a couple of nymphomaniacs, will you, Frank?" he said with a laugh. "And make sure that the one they send up for me has a real tight little pussy!"
"Mine's barely been used," Marsha called out to her husband as she stripped the blouse and slacks from her luscious body. She pirouetted around the room in her skimpy bra and panties.
George clapped appreciatively, his eyes bulging as he watched her stop the little dance and begin to slide the white panties down her slender legs.
"Aren't you two going to get undressed?" Linda asked in mock-petulance, throwing her own dress and underclothing aside and running her hands down over her voluptuous body-from her swelling twin half-moons of breasts to the tapering buttocks.
"Jesus, baby, I can't get out of these things fast enough," Frank replied, stumbling about the room as he caught his ankles in the trousers falling down toward the floor.
George kicked his own shorts away and stood in the center of the room with his throbbing cock jutting proudly from his loins. It pulsated with mounting excitement, a drop of lubricating fluid oozing from the tip of the enormous cockhead.
Soon they were all stripped naked and eyeing each other's excited bodies.
"Are we going to stand here all day or are we going to start fucking?" Linda asked in a plaintive voice. Her young pussy was already trembling with lust and she wanted something inside it quickly.
In a moment they were all on the soft honeymoon bed, their limbs a tangled pile of flesh as they tried to sort out partners.
Frank managed to get one fleshy arm around Marsha's waist and he was pulling her toward his waiting cock.
"I haven't had a chance to screw this little lady," he said, his free hand pumping up his already huge penis. "How about it, honey? Care for a little action?"
George felt a twinge of jealousy at the thought of the older man skewering his young wife with that massive prick but he told himself that those kinds of thoughts were supposed to be a thing of the past. Besides, he wanted to shove his cock into Linda's asshole again and repeat the delicious sensations of yesterday.
"George, is it all right?" Marsha asked. Her eyes were glazed with lust and she was as anxious as everyone else to have her first orgasm of the day.
She was surprised this morning to awaken and find no pain in her pussy from the wild fucking of last night. She had wanted to have George fuck her then but they were too excited about the idea of another orgy to want to take the time.
George shrugged and nodded his assent as if the request were an everyday occurrence. His eyes were staring down at the upturned crotch of Linda who waited for him.
"Yippee!" Frank called out. "Spread them legs and let's get going!"
George and Linda watched for a moment as Marsha lay back on the bed and spread her thighs wide apart. Frank was on top of her in a flash, his huge cock nudging her tiny hair-lined vaginal slit in preparation for the first mighty thrust.
Then, as Marsha gasped with delight at the pole being shoved into her hungrily clasping pussy, George turned his eyes to the luscious Linda. Her ass was waving about seductively, the smooth white orbs of her asscheeks writhing slowly and invitingly at him.
The young husband parted the white flesh with his hands and gazed down into the furrow, his eyes zeroing in on the tiny hairless anal opening. He could see that she was contracting the sphincter muscle and getting it ready for his initial plunge.
"Are you going to fuck me in the ass, baby?" Linda asked, her voice strangely high. "Are you, huh?"
With a final glance at his bed companions, he brought his face down toward the gleaming anal opening and snaked his tongue out to begin licking and nibbling at the glistening creamy flesh and the contrasting puckered brown hole.
"I'm going to give you that ass-licking I promised yesterday," he replied between thrusts of his tongue along the sweet flesh.
"OOOOOHHHHHHH!" Linda wailed with delighted surprise. "OOOOHHH, that feels sooooooo good!"
"Oh, God, fuck me harder!" Marsha cried out as she threw her long lovely legs up around Frank's back and began to buck wildly up against the impaling cock that skewered her tightly contracting cunt. "FUCK ME HARDEEEEERRRRRR!"
Their cries turned to grunts of incoherent pleasure and George went back to licking and sucking at the tiny hole in Linda's waiting ass crevice.
"Play with my clit while you suck my asshole," Linda pleaded, her lower body alive with lust. "Oh please, honey, play with my clit!"
George immediately brought one strong hand down and swept it up into her cuntal lips, stopping at the straining bud of meat that was the seat of so much pleasure for the girl.
"AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHHHHH!"
When he knew that she was more than ready for his intended ass-rape, George broke contact between his face and the wildly gyrating ass and positioned himself just behind her still wriggling buttocks.
"Hold still, baby, I can't find the hole!" he called out to Linda.
She stopped her movements for the time it took George to nudge her asshole with his massive knob head. Then, as he lunged forward and plunged his cock into the warm buttery rectal opening, Linda jerked backwards.
"AAAAAAAIIIEEEEEE!" she screamed, more in pleasure than from the initial small pain of the impalement. "Split me in two with that thing, baby!"
George watched his wife and Frank fucking furiously as he drove his cock further up into the depths of Linda's lower orifice. The sight of Marsha and the older man screwing was tremendously erotic and it increased the pleasure he was already feeling from the mad contractions around the heated shaft of his own cock.
Suddenly his balls slapped into Linda's buttocks and he knew that he was in as far as he could go. He hesitated for a moment, savoring the wonderful feeling of power that surged through him. Then, he slowly withdrew the mighty organ until just the tip remained lodged within her powerfully contracting asshole.
"Don't take it out!" Linda begged while she rotated her lower body provocatively.
"Don't worry, baby, I'm going to fuck your sweet little ass forever!" George replied as his cock started to slide forward again.
Soon their bodies were plunging about on the bed as if they had gone insane from the pleasures that surged through them. They wailed together, Linda milking the delicious white come up through George's mightily impaling cock.
George was startled to hear his wife's screams of orgasm as spasm after spasm of wonderful sensations exploded inside her cunt. Her legs were churning wildly on Frank's pudgy back and she was trying to force more and more of the erupting cock into her.
"I'M COMING! I'M COMING! OH, GOD, I'M COMING!"
The obscene words only incited Linda and George to greater efforts to quickly achieve their own orgasms and they worked with a will, their perspiring bodies coming together heavily as their cries grew more and more insane.
"HARDER! FUCK MY ASS HARDER!"
Linda pleaded, her long dark hair tumbling about her head in wild disarray. "MAKE ME COME!"
George felt the sudden explosion from his cockhead and the white sticky male sperm was soon exploding in Linda's hungrily clenching asshole. She held his cock tightly, afraid to let a drop of the precious liquid spill out of her rectum.
"AAAAAAANNNNNGGGGHHHHHHHH!" rectum.
"AAAAANNNNNGGGGHHHHHHHH!" she wailed, clenching her teeth and savoring every ounce of the wonderful come as it soothed her inner flesh and made her own spasms of joy more pleasurable.
On and on the delicious pounding went until they were both satiated. Then, Linda collapsed downward on the bed, the massive cock still sunk deeply up her rectum.
Marsha was still mewling and tossing about under Frank Collins. Her orgasm was over but she could still feel the wonderful sensations as he flexed his still-rigid cock within her.
"Oh, wow!" she murmured, pulling his body toward her with her long legs still locked around his back. "That was super!"
The four of them lay there for a few moments trying to regain their strength.
Finally, Frank pulled his glistening white snake out of Marsha's belly and rose from the bed.
"Man, that was some fucking," he said with admiration to the young wife. "You've sure got a talented little pussy there!"
Marsha looked up at him and smiled.
"You aren't bad yourself," she retorted.
There was a loud rush of air as George slowly withdrew his rapidly deflating cock from Linda's backside. She looked back in surprise and they all laughed.
"My asshole thanks you, kind sir!" she giggled.
Frank went to the dresser and picked up the thermos. Finding it empty, he began to rummage in the cardboard box for more booze.
"Eureka!" he called out with delight as he pulled a bottle of expensive scotch and four glasses from the box. "Who's ready for a drink?"
They all wanted one so he mixed them hurriedly and brought them back to the bed. After they were dispensed, he got back into bed and stretched his heavy body out luxuriously, his cock twitching sensuously.
"Is it true that you've never sucked your husband's cock?" Linda asked Marsha.
The young wife looked embarrassed but she nodded.
"I think that's going to be rectified soon," she replied. "What's it like to take something that big into your mouth?"
Marsha was genuinely concerned that she would find the experience unpleasant. At the same time, she knew that it would come sooner or later and that there was no point in putting off the finding out.
"Jesus, honey, it's wonderful!" Linda said with sincerity in her voice. "I mean, there's just nothing like it in the world. You can't imagine what it's like to have a big prick sliding all the way to the back of your throat while your tongue gives it everything you've got." Just talking about a blow-job was making Linda extremely excited and she twisted her fingers down in her pussy to relieve the erotic pressure that was building. "And when it shoots that delicious come into you ... I mean, wow! I could drink gallons of it and still want more!"
She turned and looked deeply into Marsha's eyes.
"And, baby, your old man has got one of the most talented cocks for sucking in the world!"
Despite her previous aversion to sucking cock, Marsha wanted to give her husband a blow-job right now.
"Would you help me?" she asked Linda. "Would you tell me how to do it?"
"Sure, honey, I'd be glad to," Linda replied brightly. "How about right now? It looks like Georgie's cock is starting to come alive again!"
They all looked down at the young husband's crotch and sure enough, his massive rod was swelling rapidly from the lewd talk. He smiled at his wife and patted his huge prick.
"I'll go nice and easy the first time, honey. How about it?"
"Go ahead, Marsha, you'll love it," Frank joined in. He was a little too tired to fuck at the moment and he knew that his own prick would soon be rigid again from the obscene display of Marsha's young lips hungrily sucking at her husband's erect pole.
"A-All right," Marsha said, "but will you stop if I ask you to?"
George nodded excitedly. He stretched his long body out on the bed and waited. Linda and Frank positioned themselves on either side of him while Marsha scrambled down until she was kneeling between his legs, her long blonde hair dangling down and touching his hard stomach.
"That's it, honey, get yourself in a comfortable position," Linda called out to the hesitant wife. "Play with it for a minute and get it good and hard!"
A gasp escaped George's lips as his wife's cool hand snaked out and encircled his lust-swollen cock. Her long fingers began to sweep up and down the heated flesh, coaxing it into even greater erectness.
"Pump it up good," Frank urged. "The harder and bigger the better!"
Marsha continued to manipulate George's penis until it was huger than she had ever seen it. For a fearful moment she wondered how in the world she could ever take that enormous thing into her small mouth.
"Now give it a good licking," Linda instructed her. "Get your tongue flattened out and lick it from his balls up to his cockhead."
Marsha felt her face burning with shame but she knew that it was too late to turn back now. She flashed her tongue out from between her red lips and touched the hot penis. It tasted salty-sweet and she found herself liking it. Slowly at first, and then much faster, she forced herself to run her eager tongue up and down the massive shaft. She watched the tiny slit in the purplish head of his prick dilate and a drop of sperm ooze out. She immediately pulled it into her mouth with her tongue and found the taste good.
"Now do his balls," Linda urged. "Lick them good, he'll love that!"
Marsha needed very little urging to bring her tongue down to George's balls and begin sucking and licking at the swollen roundness of his heavy testicles. She was becoming more and more excited by the prospect of sucking the terrible rod into her mouth and she could feel her own pussy straining and warm.
"Get one of my balls into your mouth," George ordered. His body was trembling with anticipation from the gentle oral ministrations and he was aflame with desire.
She did as she was ordered, sucking the huge ball into her mouth and feeling her saliva cover it slickly.
Linda was jumping around on the bed with mounting passion, almost as if it were she that were enjoying the obscene blow-job preliminaries.
"That's enough, don't make him shoot his load yet," she called out to Marsha in an excited voice. "Get your head up a little and stretch your mouth open."
Marsha's crimson lips ovaled and she felt them slipping over the huge purple knob of her husband's prick. For a moment she wondered if it would be possible to stretch them enough to allow more than an inch or so of the throbbing prick into her warm cavern.
"UUUNNNNNGGGGHHHHHH!" she moaned. It felt as if the corners of her mouth were going to tear from the terrific cock stuffing that they were receiving. She brought her tongue up and tried to push the pulsating knob head out.
Mistaking her motives, George pushed his penis further into his wife's mouth. She grunted as the iron-hard cock pressed on toward the back of her throat. She could taste the pungent odor of Linda's anus on the heated shaft and she found herself liking it.
"Give him some tongue action, baby," Frank cried out to her. "Work your tongue around the ridge where his shaft joins the head. By God, that's the wildest feeling in the world!"
Suddenly gagging from the male meat that filled her warm oral cavity, Marsha fought to keep from throwing up.
Linda saw what was happening and leaned over until she was near Marsha's ear.
"Breathe through your nose," she coaxed. "It'll be all right in a moment."
Before she knew what was happening, Marsha felt her husband's hands closing around her head and guiding his cock in and out of her lovely face. She breathed easier now and was starting to enjoy the thrilling penis pushing in and out. Her tongue worked quickly, sucking and licking the hot shaft until she felt him responding in the way she wanted. His hips were slowly thrusting back and forth.
Marsha relaxed her jaws and the initial discomfort was suddenly gone, replaced by an overwhelming feeling of desire. She had to get as much of the life-giving cock into her mouth as she could.
"Look at Frank, he's jacking-off!"
Linda was giggling insanely as she pointed to the heavy-set man pulling his cock with a meaty hand.
"I can't help it," Frank said with a foolish grin on his face. "It's just too much to lay here and watch someone getting a blow-job!"
Linda reached under Marsha's chest and began fondling the erect, straining nipples. A rush of pleasure surged through the hunching bride as Linda's hands increased her wonderful sensations.
"That's good, honey, that feels so fucking goooooodddd!" George wailed. "Keep it up ... suck my cock you little sweetheart!"
The huge bed was shaking from the exertions of the four people and for a moment they wondered if it could possibly hold up under the awful jiggling.
Marsha began to feel little spasms in her pussy and she wished that Linda would masturbate her as she sucked on George's pounding cock. They were different from the orgasms she had experienced before, more intense and threatening to make her pass out from the joyous sensations of ecstasy.
"MMMMMMMNNNNNNNN!" she mewled, her tongue still flashing around the sweet cock-flesh. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"I'm going to come! I'M GOING TO COMMMMMMMEEEEEE!"
George's body went rigid for a split second and then Marsha felt her mouth filled with sticky white liquid that exploded from the end of his cock.
She struggled mightily to swallow every drop of the delicious fluid and her cheeks bulged out as it gushed and flooded into her.
"Somebody suck my cock!" Frank Collins cried out, feeling the heavy come start up the dilated channel from his balls to his prick.
Linda scurried around and plunged her mouth down on the rock-hard shaft, her tongue making slurping noises as she struggled to swallow as much of the heated pole as she could.
Marsha had never felt so wonderful in her life. She was actually drinking down the hot come from her husband's still-spewing cock and the sensations in her pussy were shaking her apart. It was almost more ecstasy than she could stand and she wondered how she could have ever felt repulsion for the act of sucking a male penis.
"MMMMMMNNNNNNNNNN!" Linda mewled, swallowing Frank's hot scalding male sperm.
Then, it was all over and they all collapsed on the bed again.
They lay there panting with exhaustion, Marsha's hand wrapped firmly around her husband's glistening cock. She licked avidly at the little bits of sperm that had escaped from the corners of her mouth.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Jesus H. Christ, it's sure hot in here!"
Frank was mopping his perspiring brow with his handkerchief as he spoke. He stood by the open window, grateful for the small cool breeze that blew in and ruffled the drapes.
The other three were still lying on the large bed, their limbs spread out and their nakedly glistening genitals open and exposed. They were resting from the exciting blow-job by Marsha and wanted to remain quiet for a few more minutes while they waited for Lori to arrive.
"Hey, how about going down and skinny dipping in the stream?" Frank asked. "I see a little river down there. How about it, anyone game?"
"Think it would cool my cunt off?" Linda asked with an amused grin. "The water would probably turn to steam immediately, my pussy is so fiery!"
They all laughed as the girl scurried out of the bed and went to stand next to Frank at the window.
"Do you want to go for a swim?" George asked his wife.
"Why not!"
They rose from the bed and went to the window.
"How about a picnic? You brought some sandwiches, didn't you?" George said, patting Linda's naked buttocks lewdly.
"If you're hungry you could eat some of the sweetest pussy in the west!" Linda replied with an obscene wink. "I haven't had a tongue up there all afternoon!"
"I might just take you up on that offer," George retorted.
They felt like errant schoolchildren as they went nakedly down the musty hallway and down the stairs again. Frank carried the box of food and liquor while George walked ahead, his strong arms around the two girls' waists.
"Mighty pretty sight you three make," Frank laughed. "Nothing like three pairs of jiggling asscheeks to give a man an appetite!"
The hot sun burned into their bodies as they went outside and walked toward the small stream that cut across the lodge property. All of them felt free and alive, the restraints of society something not even to be thought of for the moment. This was the way nature intended us to be, Marsha thought, naked and free to enjoy our bodies without shame. She blushed as she thought how embarrassed she had always been about her own lovely flesh.
Frank sat the box down on a rock and hurried to the bubbling mountain stream. Without waiting for the others he plunged in. His body disappeared for a moment and then his head broke the water, a shocked look on his face as he screamed with the cold.
"My God, it's freezing!"
George lay down on a soft patch of moss and watched Frank paddle around in the water while the girls spread out the sandwiches. He looked on with admiration as Marsha bent down. He could see every detail of her ripe young pussy and the sight of the little hair-lined slit made his mouth water.
Just as Frank came out of the water and stood toweling his shivering body, they heard the sound of a car engine laboring up steep hillside road.
"Sounds like my car," Frank said through his chattering teeth. "It must be Lori."
In a moment Frank's car appeared at the crest of the hill and pulled into the parking lot next to the Cadillac. Lori got out and stood looking around for a minute.
"Over here, Lori," George called out to the young waitress. "Get your little ass over here!"
Lori hurried toward them, a broad smile on her lovely face. As she came she started to take off her clothing. Her halter was soon discarded and by the time she reached the others she was wriggling out of her tight jeans. They could see that she wore no underclothing and George marveled at how ripe and luscious the young girl's figure looked in the strong sun.
"I hope I'm not too late for some of the action," Lori said, eyeing the men's limp cocks. "You two look like you're all fucked out!"
"Don't you worry about that, little lady," Frank replied, stretching out on the moss next to George. "I'm sure I can get my cock in working order in nothing flat!"
"Anyone want a sandwich?" Marsha asked.
"What kind?" Lori answered.
Marsha opened the bread and saw that it was deviled egg.
"Hey, I've got an idea," Linda joined in. How about putting that stuff up my cunt and then you can eat it out?"
Her eyes were running up and down Lori's lush figure and she remembered what the girl had told her yesterday about eating pussy.
"Oh, wow," Lori said, her eyes brightening at the exciting idea. "I've never done that before. It sounds like great fun!"
While the others urged her on, Linda lay down on the soft moss and spread her legs widely. Her naked cunt was pulsing and glistening as Marsha went down to her knees and spread the pink pussy lips.
"I'll take seconds," she murmured to the reclining Linda. "Your pussy looks delicious even without any food in it."
"Hurry up!" Lori cried out, already down on her knees in front of Linda and anxious to get started. "My mouth is really watering."
Marsha began to scoop the deviled egg into Linda's waiting pussy. The girl winced as the cold mixture made contact with her warm inner flesh.
When Marsha was done she moved aside and watched with glistening eyes as Lori came forward and buried her lovely face in Linda's widespread pussy. Her tongue snaked out and caught a little of the food and she swallowed it greedily, smacking her lips in appreciation.
"That's great!"
The others watched with fascination as her pink tongue came out again and licked the nakedly gleaming pussy flesh avidly. She circled Linda's tiny clitoris with the tip of her oral member and caused the girl to cry out with pleasure. Then, moving back down into the sweet cuntal furrow slowly she dug her tongue into the gaping hole and began to suck out the food.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Linda yelped with joy. "Go, baby! Eat my pussy!"
Lori's naked buttocks waved around invitingly as her mouth worked forcefully to dislodge the food that had been stuffed into Linda's quivering gash.
The three others leaned close to the two girls so that they could have a better view of the exciting and erotic spectacle.
"Jesus, look at her go!" Frank cried out, his hand once again pumping on his gigantic cock as his eyes watched in fascination the sight of tongue on cunt.
"I'm getting hot, honey," Marsha whispered to her husband. She felt a burning warmth spread through her lower body and rekindle the flames of lust.
George's own cock was throbbing wildly against his naked thigh and he understood just how his young wife felt. The whole thing was unbelievably erotic.
"I'm going to come! Oh, God, I'm going to commmmmmmmeeeeeee!" Linda wailed suddenly, her face contorting with lust and her whole body twitching.
"AAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEE!"
The final scream signaled her orgasm and she went taut for a moment before relaxing her body. Lori had sucked every bit of the food from Linda's gleaming cunt and the outer pussy lips were as clean as if they had just been lovingly washed.
"I want to fuck!" Lori yelled to the others as she brought her head up from Linda's cunt. "Somebody screw me!"
She threw her body down and spread her legs open.
"I'll fuck you, baby," Frank replied. "But I want you to get on top of me so you can work that pussy good!"
He stretched out beside her and fingered his jutting cock. In a flash, Lori had raised herself and straddled his body, her juicy cunt poised just over the awful instrument.
"Sit down on it," Frank ordered the young girl and then sighed deeply as the moistly tender flesh slid down around his throbbing penis.
Lori grunted as she felt the massive organ stretch her tight young pussy to its limits. It felt marvelously huge and her body rammed downward until she knew that it was firmly lodged against her womb.
"Screw her, big boy!"
Linda was crawling toward the fucking couple for a closer look and she shouted encouragement to them as she moved.
"Ram it to her ... split her in two with that thing!"
Suddenly, Frank reached up and pulled Lori's upper body down until her tits were grinding into his chest. Her whole naked cunt with the cock stuffing it was exposed to the others and they watched with fascination as the fluttering pink edges of her pussy clamped around the thrusting shaft.
George couldn't take his eyes off the tiny puckered anal opening in the crevice between Lori's buttocks. He wanted nothing more than to shove his rigid pole into her rectum while she was being screwed mercilessly from underneath.
"I'm going to sandwich you," he cried out to the startled girl. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass while you're getting it from Frank's cock in the cunt!"
He scarcely heard the protests from Marsha and Linda at being left out of the fucking.
"It's not fair!" Linda moaned.
"Fuck me, honey!" Marsha chorused. "Jesus, I don't think I can wait much longer!"
Through his erotic haze, George directed Marsha to spread her eager thighs and sit on Frank's face and let him suck her pussy while she licked Linda's cunt.
For a moment there was a confusion of arms and legs until Marsha had lowered her burning cunt against Frank's face. She groaned with pleasure as his lips began to nibble at the sweet pussy flesh.
"Hurry up, Linda, get yourself spread out in front of me, I want to suck your pussy!" Marsha called out to the other girl.
Linda moved quickly and was soon laying with her thighs spread far apart just above Frank's head. Then, without any further urging she reached up and took Marsha's head in her hand and guided it down to the wet cunt.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! Suck me! Lick my pusssssyyyyyyy!"
George waited until they were all in position before parting Lori's jiggling buttocks with his hands and shoving his eager tongue against the tiny puckered anal opening.
"OHHHHHH!" Lori screamed from, the sudden contact.
Then, he raised his head and shoved his madly throbbing cock into the smooth furrow. The girl's rectal opening was clenching as if she were trying to draw his prick into her more quickly. He knew that the first time would be hard for her so he reached down and caught some of the lubricating juices flowing out of her cunt and smeared the liquid onto his cock.
"Here I go, baby," he called out. "It'll only hurt for a second and then it'll feel wonderful!"
He groaned as his rigid column of flesh penetrated the tiny sphincter muscle.
"UUUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH!" Lori groaned in unison, her whole ass afire. "Oh, stop, it hurts! It hurts!"
Before she could force his prick out again, George rammed it home. The invading erection slid deeply up into her churning rectum, causing her to cry out again and again.
"Relax, baby, relax!"
His heavily swollen balls rammed into her white thighs and he paused for a moment before drawing his prick out again.
Lori was whimpering from the double impalement and she could feel her legs being forced wider apart as the two cocks rammed in again at the same time.
Marsha and Linda listened to the girl's cries with mounting excitement. Their own groans were of pleasure from the sensation of tongues wrapped deeply in their pussies.
"Fuck her hard, George," Linda called out to the young husband, remembering how wonderful she had felt when he first shoved the mammoth rod up into her asshole. "Ream her good!"
George thought for a moment that the tiny cunt was too tight for him. His throbbing cock was sending signals to his brain that the blood that surged through the rope-like veins was being cut off.
Then, just as suddenly as she had begun to scream with pain, Lori relaxed her body and started to pump her ass back against his thrusting cock.
"MMMMMNNNNNNNN," she moaned through clenched teeth. "Oh, Jesus, that's good! Fuck me, fuck me harder!"
The obscene pile of twisted bodies began to move as one. The young husband set the tempo with long forceful thrusts into Lori's nakedly exposed asshole. Frank picked up the rhythm with his own cock and tongue and soon they were heaving and writhing like a gigantic octopus.
Every delicious sensation in the world was centered in the quivering cocks and cunts as the madly obscene spectacle went on and on. Time seemed to stand still as the twisting, thrusting bodies devoured each other in an insane and lustful need to find satisfaction.
No longer were they five individuals. Now they were completely joined by pulsating cocks and tongues. The groans and cries of ecstasy were rising louder and louder and the slap of flesh against flesh added to their excitement.
The incoherent voices were indistinguishable from one another. "Screw me, you bastard! Harder!"
"MMMMMNNNNNNN!"
"AAAAHHHHHHHH!"
"I-FM COMING!"
On and on it went until the pressure of their desire threatened to blow them apart. Then, in a last mad rush of churning cocks and plunging tongues and pussies, they neared the end of their fiery quest.
Almost all at once they exploded in orgasm.
Cock and cuntal juices poured out of the writhing genitals in a veritable flood of exquisite sensations. The madly twisting bodies continued to move in a pornographic scene of insane fulfillment.
Screams of joy echoed around the clearing.
Nesting birds fluttered away from the nearby treetops as the screaming voices raised in an insane cacophony of shouted obscenities and pleas for satisfaction.
"AAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEE! MAKE ME COOOOMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEE!"
"OOOOHHHHH! OOOOHHHHHHHH!"
"SUCK ME! MY GOD, DON'T EVER STOP SUCKING MY PUSSY!"
Shrieks and grunts mingled with the slapping of flesh against naked flesh as the tangled bodies strove to dig their cocks or tongues further into the hungrily clasping, pleasure-filled orifices.
Then, gradually the sounds subsided until there was only heavy breathing and the occasional groan as another belated spasm shook one of the satiated girls.
After what seemed like hours, but was in reality only a few minutes, the perspiring bodies began to disentangle themselves and stretch out on the soft grass bordering the mountain stream.
Linda was still thrusting her long fingers deep up inside her burning cunt and she was grateful when Lori leaned over and took one of her swollen nipples into her hotly working mouth.
"Suck it slow, honey, I just want to come once more!" she coaxed, her lower body jerking against the impaling fingers.
"God, I need a drink," Frank groaned and started to rummage in the box for the bottle of scotch whiskey.
None of them noticed the tall uniformed figure come out of the woods.
"Well I'll be goddamned!" the Forest Ranger said, almost in disbelief as if his eyes were deceiving him. "What in the hell have I got here!"
George and Frank leaped to their feet as the girls cried out in surprise and tried to cover themselves.
"Who are you?" George said in as firm a voice as he could muster. "What do you want?"
The middle-aged ranger stood looking at them, his hard-muscled hand scratching his iron-grey head. He was a lean and handsome man, his face weathered by the long hours outdoors.
"You happen to be on State Park land," the man said finally, his eyes searching the frightened bodies of the girls. Lori had managed to slip her jeans on but Linda and Marsha could find nothing to cover themselves with and were naked and exposed to his eyes. "I've been a ranger here for almost twenty years and I've never seen a sight like this in all that time! Haven't you people ever heard of bedrooms for fucking?"
"We're nudists," Frank lied. "Every week we find some out of the way spot and just enjoy the sun. What's the matter with that?"
Frank could see that the man didn't believe him.
"Nudists, huh? And I suppose you're going to tell me that little filly there...." he paused and pointed to the cowering Lori. " ... is your daughter!"
"That's right!" George interjected. "She's his daughter! Tell the man, honey!"
Lori could only nod, a frightened look on her young face. She was wondering if she would be fired from her job at the resort if the man reported them.
The ranger snorted.
"Shit! I was standing back there in the woods watching you with my binoculars. You sure as hell weren't acting like any father and daughter!"
He laughed again before continuing.
"You know, you folks are nothing but a bunch of perverts! Why, I'll bet you that if I promised to let you go and not report this to the sheriff you would be willing to do just about anything...."
He spread out his hands as his voice trailed off.
The implication of his words was clear and Frank smiled. As a successful businessman he had handled situations like this before. When you run into a problem with the authorities just slip a few dollars into the already outstretched hands!
"We sure would," he said unctuously. "Not that we're guilty of anything, of course! But shit, we're adults and recognize that just the fact that we're here might look bad to some local judge. I'll tell you what, why don't I make a generous contribution to the park rangers retirement fund, or whatever? Say about five hundred dollars!"
As he waited for the man's reply he grew nervous. The ranger was watching the girls with increasing interest and Frank was startled to notice the huge swelling at the man's loins. The ranger's cock was throbbing and pulsing madly and threatened to burst the uniform trousers.
"To tell the truth I had something else in mind," the ranger said at last. "I was kind of thinking that maybe you'd want to let me join the party!"
He reached down and patted the bulge with his hand.
"It's been about a week since I've been down to the local whorehouse and this cock of mine is about ready for some action! How about it?"
Frank looked over at the girls for their reaction.
"I'll give you plenty of action," Linda volunteered. She was ready for anything now, the previous orgasms only whetting her appetite for more fucking.
The voluptuous girl rose to her feet and began massaging her lovely breasts with her hands.
"To tell you the truth, honey, that still isn't what I had in mind," the ranger repeated. He licked his lips at the sight of the beautiful girl and his glance went down over her luscious body-from the ripe swollen breasts with the pink straining nipples to the dark triangle of pubic hair that guarded her quivering moist pussy.
"What the hell do you mean then?" George demanded. He was tired of the man's games and wanted to get it over with. "Just what the hell do you want from us?"
Frank tried to calm him but he could see that George was furious.
"Well, let's see," the ranger said in a low voice. "From what I saw while I was watching you, the five of you were having a pretty good orgy. Now that means that none of the women here are what you might call uptight about fucking, right?"
Frank nodded in agreement as the man continued to stare at him.
"The way I figure it, you two men had all the ass you wanted. I don't mind admitting that I damned near shot my rocks when you rammed your cock in that little girl's ass, mister." He had turned and was looking at George with admiration. "I don't think I've ever seen a prettier sight. Christ, you about split her in two with that big pole of yours!"
"Get to the point," George demanded.
"The point is this! I don't want just one of those girls-I want them all!"
Everyone gasped at the man's words. He couldn't be serious, Frank thought.
"It's either I fuck them all-and I mean the way I want to screw them-or else you all take a little trip down to see my old friend the sheriff!"
The ranger had unzipped his trousers while he talked and his throbbing cock was jutting out from the trouser opening. It pulsed and jumped about wildly and all of the girls gasped at the size of the massive organ. It seemed to be as large as an average man's forearm.
"I'm game!" Linda cried out. She licked her lips as she thought about the terrible prick thrusting up into her hungry cunt.
"Me too," Marsha said quickly, then blushed as she saw the strange look on her husband's face. "I mean, it's the only way out of a bad situation, isn't it?"
George nodded. To tell the truth, he was frightened and tired and wanted only for the thing to be over and done with. If it meant that the girls would have to all fuck the horny ranger what difference did it make? After all, one prick more wouldn't hurt any of them.
"How about you, Lori?" he called out to the young waitress.
Lori was obviously terrified at the size of the man's rock-hard cock but she nodded in agreement. Anything would be better than losing her job in disgrace.
"That's fine, just fine!" the ranger smiled, pulling his khaki shirt off to reveal his hair-covered chest. His arms bulged with muscles and Linda could see that he was better built than either Frank or George. She could hardly wait for the excitement to begin.
George muttered something under his breath and sat down on a nearby rock. He was still angry but he also knew that this was the only way they were going to save themselves a hell of a lot of trouble. He watched as the ranger stripped off his boots and then his trousers.
Once free of the restraining cloth, the man's magnificent prick could be seen in all of its glory. It seemed to be almost a foot long and four or five inches in diameter. The rope like veins pulsed and flooded the huge shaft with blood. The massive knob head glistened with oozing lubricating fluid.
"Like it, girls?" he asked proudly, aware of the admiration on their faces. "The girls in town fight over a chance to suck me off or to have me ram this thing up their pussies! Sometimes I fuck for days at a time without getting tired!"
George sneered' to himself at the man's boasting. Nobody could screw that long without killing himself. Still, he could see that the man's cock was really something special.
"You girls make a place for me there on the moss," the ranger said courteously. "I want to stretch out and let you three lick me up a little bit so that I can get this thing hard."
"Hard?" Linda said with amusement.
"What the hell do you call that?"
She was watching the madly throbbing column of male flesh with frank and unashamed interest.
"Hell, this ain't even half the size it's going to get!"
He stretched his naked body out on the moss and then pulled Linda and Marsha down next to him. His hard hands ran over their nude flesh appreciatively and he smiled as Linda reached out and tried to encircle her fingers around the massive shaft. She could only get them halfway around the huge pole but she began stroking it and cooing.
"Jesus, what a rod! Oh, my cunt is going to be too tight for this thing!"
"Don't worry, when it's shoving up into you, you won't feel a bit of pain, I guarantee it!" the ranger assured her. "Now, you two girls start licking my cock and do it real slow and sexy!"
Without waiting for any further encouragement, Linda bent down and pressed her hot mouth against the terrible rod, her avid tongue nipping and sucking at the heated male flesh. Marsha bent over and vied with Linda for the delicious cock.
The two girls' tongues were flashing up and down the tremendous prick in rhythm, causing the man to cry out in ecstasy.
"That's it, suck it good ... get it good and hard!"
"MMMMMNNNNNNN!" Linda murmured as her tongue and Marsha's met at the huge purple knob. She smiled and winked at the young bride and then gave him more of her talented tongue.
"OOOOHHHHHHHHH, YES!" the man called out to them. "Get them tongues working!"
The two girls were soon caught in the sexual excitement of sucking and licking on such a huge cock. Their previous fears about its terrible size were gone as their tongues and mouths moved lovingly over the heated flesh.
"One of you play with my balls!"
Marsha lowered her head and reached out to cup one of the lust-swollen testicles. For a second she weighed it in her hand and marveled at its heaviness. It seemed to be pulsing and throbbing as much as his cock. Her long fingers swept over the hairy roundness until he was moaning for her to take it into her mouth.
As she stretched her mouth widely and hungrily sucked the magnificent testicle into her warm cavern, Marsha heard the ranger order Lori to sit on his chest and spread her tender young legs apart so that he could lick her pussy while the girls worked on his cock.
In a moment she heard Lori sighing and gasping as the man's tongue began to worm its way up into her pink slit while his thumb bore into her clitoris and sent waves of rippling ecstasy through her young body.
The young bride's tongue licked at the heated ball that was stuffing her mouth. Through her half-open eyes she watched in awe as Linda suddenly ovaled her mouth and stretched it around the huge tip of the ranger's cock. It was too big, she thought to herself. She'll never make it! He'll split her with that awful thing! Linda groaned and tried to force more of the delicious male flesh into her mouth. Her jaws ached from the tremendous strain and she relaxed them, hoping to ease the pain she felt.
It's like a nightmare, Marsha thought. A terrible nightmare that would never end! Her fascinated eyes continued to watch as, inch by inch, the terrible rod slid further into Linda's waiting mouth.
"Easy does it, honey," the ranger called out, lifting his tongue for a moment from Lori's pink slit and causing her to cry out with frustration.
"Don't stop!" she begged the man. "Oh, God, don't stop!"
The slurping resumed as he once again plunged his long tongue up into the sweet depths of the young pussy.
Linda forced more of the gigantic cock into her mouth, her own tongue working crazily against the sensitive underside of it while she tried to relax her mouth.
Marsha's hands were running up and down the man's hard thighs while she sucked on the swollen testicle and she could feel him rotating his body slowly. It excited her to think that she was actually engaging in a group act of three women on one man and she let the ball slip out of her mouth and moved up to get a better look at the cock ramming into Linda's mouth.
"You're doing great, honey," she murmured in encouragement to the other girl and was rewarded with a look of pleasure on the lovely face of Linda. "Maybe I can help you!"
Her tongue snaked out and she started to spread her own saliva on the massive shaft, hoping to lubricate it and make Linda's job easier for her. An electric shock rippled through her body as she touched the hot flesh. She could see every detail of Linda's widely-stretched lips and mouth and the cock boring up into it.
"MMMMNNNNNNNNN!" she cooed, smearing her spit on the rigid prick.
Lori's young lovely body was dancing around on the ranger's chest while he shot his long tongue into her again and again. She reached down under her smooth buttocks and forced her fluttering pussy lips open with her hands, giving him greater access to the glistening pink pussy flesh.
"Harder! Suck me harder!" she wailed, humping up and down on the raping oral member and feeling it slide against her velvety inner pussy walls and send spasms of exquisite pleasure surging through her.
"AAAAAANNNNNGGGGHHHHHHH!"
Linda felt the rubbery purple tip of the ranger's cock batter against her tonsils and she knew that she could get it into her warm mouth no further. The pain was gone now, replaced by a wild excitement and a spreading warmth in her cunt. Her fingers went down and slipped inside herself while her tongue swept around the mouth-stuffing cock.
Soon they were all moaning with delicious joy.
Marsha continued to fondle the lust-swollen twin sacs while her tongue swept up and down the hot flesh that was too long to fit into Linda's mouth. She watched as the ranger slowly and sensuously withdrew his stabbing organ until just the tip was lodged in Linda's mouth. Then, with a muffled cry of triumph and power, the white shaft began to pump in again, bringing a look of tremendous joy to Linda's eyes.
The tempo increased as the impaling cock and the willing mouth forged into one another. Marsha felt a sudden shift in the man's body and he stiffened for a second as the boiling, white-hot come jerked upwards through his dilated cock, suddenly exploding with the force of a cannon against the back of Linda's throat.
It flooded out in hot gushes of male sperm and she tried unsuccessfully to swallow it all. But there was just too much for her to swallow and her cheeks bulged obscenely as the overflowing come oozed out of the corners of her mouth and ran down the glistening shaft.
Marsha's eyes widened and she began to lick up the salty-sweet liquid avidly, sucking it in hungrily with her tongue and fighting for more.
Lori was bucking up and down now, her little asscheeks jiggling in time to the explosive spurts of sperm that poured from the dilated prick of the ranger.
"I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coooommmmmiiiiinnnngggg!" she screamed, oblivious to everything but the wild spasms of pleasure-giving sensations that rocked her young body. Her nakedly gaping cunt was pressed firmly against the man's still-thrusting tongue and she moved lewdly back and forth against his wetly nibbling lips to force more and more pleasure.
Gagging, Linda pulled her tired lips off the spurting cock and fell back on the ground, a low cry of frustration coming from her gulping mouth.
"I-I-I can't take anymore ... oh, God, I can't take anymore ... I'm going to drown in come!"
Little strings of sticky come oozed from her comely mouth as she lay there, her limbs twitching and her chest heaving from the joy of it all.
Seeing her chance, Marsha quickly moved up until her head was just over the man's throbbing and pulsating cock. White explosions of come still shot up in the air and she knew that she would have to move swiftly to swallow the delicious liquid.
With a cry of delight, she hungrily brought her mouth down until it enveloped the exploding tip of the man's cock. A spurt of sperm rocked against the back of her throat as she found her mouth filled with the wonderful liquid.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Honey, I had a letter from Lori today!" Marsha called out to her husband as he came into the apartment and took off his coat.
She quickly kissed him warmly on the lips and felt his strong hands sliding around her waist and pulling her willing, pliant body against his.
He smiled at her as they pulled apart finally, his face flushed from the excitement.
"What did Lori say?" he asked his wife, marveling at her recently acquired ardor. He could still hardly believe how much she had changed in the past three weeks since they had arrived at Pine Valley.
Marsha tried to suppress her excitement. Her face was beaming as she pulled George down onto the couch.
"Oh, honey, it's just great! She's quitting her job at the resort next week and wants to come and live with us! Isn't it wonderful? Oh, honey, say it's all right! She can come and stay with us, can't she?"
George only smiled at his lovely bride, teasing her by delaying his response. He could already feel his cock swell from the thought of having the nubile young girl living with them.
"Of course it's all right," he said finally, pulling his wife to him and pressing his warm mouth against her silk-clad breasts. He could feel her straining ripe nipples through the thin material and it was tremendously erotic and exciting.
"And I've got some good news for you," he said, lifting his avid face from her breasts for a moment. "Linda called today. She wants to come over tonight. Is that OK with you?"
"You know it is," Marsha replied warmly, cuddling against her husband. "It's you I'm worried about. Do you think you can satisfy the both of us?"
George laughed.
"Lover, I feel like I could fuck all night!" He reached down and patted the bulging cock that throbbed against his trousers. "Doesn't this tell you something about how I feel?"
"I wonder...." Marsha started to say, then paused.
"Yes?" George prompted.
Her cool hands were toying with his zipper and he felt her pulling it down slowly.
"Oh, I was just wondering if I could have a little appetizer before dinner," she murmured, easing the snake-like white flesh out of his trousers and licking her lips lewdly.
As her soft warm mouth closed wetly on the straining penis, George wondered if he deserved such happiness.
