Throughout the nation, in sixth grade classrooms, our young people are beginning sex education classes. The education which begins in the classroom is more often than not, however, continued on the playground, in the "clubhouse" or in friends bedrooms.
This is nothing new, it has been going on for years. The problem today is multiplied by the fact that youngsters have more access to illicit materials and oftentimes unconcerned parents make no attempt to see that the very young are not confronted with sexual experiences beyond their years.
In "CAPTURED CAMPERS", Kim, a twelve-year-old is allowed to go on a camping trip with three girls who are several years older. They have experienced far more sexually than Kim and are therefore in a much better position to handle the ordeal which they have to face in the wilderness.
In a situation of this kind it is entirely conceivable that a twelve-year-old girl could experience such a trauma as to retain permanent scars on her personality. In this instance Kim survives with relatively little mental or physical injury, but it is easy to see that a girl her age should be protected from this kind of experience if possible.
As for the other girls, they handle their captivity and degradation with great aplomb, but not without some bitterness at being used solely for the gratification of their male captors. Young ladies, no matter how modem and liberal their thinking, still like to believe that somehow they will find an "old fashioned" type hero to rescue them in times of stress. Today's men, however, tend to think that liberated women are perfectly capable of handling their own situations, and therefore see no need to take unnecessary risks in coming to their aid.
Ultimately though, we think that this story shows that today's young women are far better equipped to endure a sexual assault than their predecessors would have been, and partly this is due to the more liberal viewpoint on discussing and participating in sexual acts. In many instances rape, sodomy and other such attacks at the hands of a captor, while not acceptable, can be tolerated without the mental scarring that would have occurred in a less liberal society.
CHAPTER ONE
"Hey, what's Sandy looking at?"
Kim Sanderson raised her head and looked in the direction Peggy Haak indicated. She moved closer to the big blonde girl, lifting a hand to wipe sweat from her brow. Looking up the narrow, twisting trail that led deeper into Apache Canyon, she saw their two companions forty yards ahead. Sandy Malcom, a tall, slender blonde of eighteen years, was pointing down at a narrow canyon which opened into the side of the Davis Mountains. Alison Walker, her diminutive companion, was unhooking her binoculars from the frame of her pack and lifting them to her eyes.
"Maybe a deer?" Kim suggested. "There ought to be some around here, there's plenty of water and grazing."
"Might be," Peggy acknowledged, "but she seems to be really interested, whatever it is. We'll find out in a minute, I guess."
She heaved her heavy pack slightly but could not find a more comfortable spot. Sighing, she plodded ahead and soon drew up beside Sandy and Alison. Kim followed hard on her heels. Sandy had already unhooked her own binoculars and was training them down into the canyon at their side. The trail they had been following since mid-morning clung to the crest of a ridge separating Apache Canyon from a series of smaller canyons running off to the south side of the steep, brush-encrusted gash that probed deep into the biggest range of mountains in Texas.
"Up at the head of the canyon," Sandy said in response to Peggy's question. "Right below a big white rock, the only one up there."
"Yeahhhh!" Alison murmured, her voice low but excited. Her tone was entirely one of approval. "Wow, that's really something!"
"What is it?" Kim demanded. "What do you see? What's up there?"
"Man, out of sight!" Peggy whispered, having brought her own binoculars up to her eyes and focused them. "I see what you mean!"
Kim, the only member of their backpacking party who did not have a pair of binoculars, fidgeted impatiently. She strained her eyes in an effort to catch a glimpse of whatever had attracted her friends' attention but she could see nothing. A tiny speck of white, perhaps four hundred yards off, might have been the boulder Sandy had indicated but of course Kim could see nothing at that distance. Only twelve but big for her age, she sometimes felt that the other girls in the party, all five to six years older, did not accept her as a full-fledged equal. She had lugged all her camping equipment every step of the way during their three days in the Davis Mountains and had always kept up, but still she occasionally suspected that she was not being fully included in every phase of the group's activities.
"Come on!" Kim urged. "Goddammit, what's going on?"
"Here, but don't blow a fuse," Sandy said, handing her the binoculars. "And don't spend all day drooling, either!"
Kim lifted the glasses to her eyes and trained them on the distant boulder. She searched the area, unsuccessfully at first, and then spotted the object of her friends' attention. A small spring had formed a pool just below the big rock, she saw, and another hiker was using it. His backpack stood against the boulder and he sat beside it, removing his heavy boots.
"Bet he's going to use that pool," Peggy muttered.
"Sure, wouldn't you?" Alison answered, never removing her glasses from her eyes. "A hot day like this, sure! And I'll bet that's cool water, too!"
"Kim, look in my pack and get out that spotting 'scope," Sandy suggested. "Set it up on that tripod and you can have the best seat in the house!"
"Yeah, she'll have a real ringside seat with that monster!" Peggy chortled.
"Kim went over to Sandy's pack and dug out the big, cumbersome telescope she had borrowed from her father. The instrument was too powerful to be used by hand, since the user's natural motion was so magnified as to make it impossible to see anything, but when mounted on its sturdy tripod it brought distant objects close at hand. Kim set the instrument up and stretched out behind it, folding a jacket to protect her elbows from the gravel of the trail. After making some adjustments she got the distant hiker into focus and centered the powerful glass on him. By that time he had removed his boots, socks and shirt and was standing up, unfastening the front of his cutoff jeans. The girl's heart beat faster at seeing that. She had never before seen a naked man and the novelty of the act set off a quick, decisive chain of physical reactions within her body.
The man in the distance looked to be eighteen or nineteen, though from that far away one could not be sure. He looked to be well-built and his body had been deeply tanned, she could see. Entirely unaware of the audience he had attracted, he opened the shorts and slipped them down his muscular thighs. At once his prick swung into view and Kim gasped, mightily impressed by the size of the big tube of man-meat hanging from the base of his belly.
Up until that time, her experience with the male sexual organ had been limited to a few crude drawings she had seen, some photographs furtively exchanged with her friends and a vaguely remembered episode when she had watched a neighbor boy urinate. None of those experiences had prepared her for the shock of seeing a handsome well-built young man totally nude. Unaware of the girls' distant presence, he was behaving naturally, a fact that made the sight even more stirring.
"God, he's a hung!" Peggy muttered softly.
"A real fox!" Alison agreed.
"And hung like that bull moose you always hear about," Sandy added.
Kim felt rather embarrassed at hearing her friends' frank and unabashed estimate of the young man in the distance. They might have been butchers looking at prime steers in a feed lot, she thought, though she herself had to admit that he was indeed a fine-looking man. A light-brown beard covered most of his face but she instinctively felt that he would be handsome, shaved or bearded.
"Hey, let's share that 'scope around a little!" Alison suddenly exclaimed. She handed her binoculars to Kim and nudged her impatiently. "You can look through these. I want to get a close-up of that dude!"
Kim moved aside, though reluctantly, and found at once that the binoculars, with their far smaller degree of magnification, gave her a much less satisfying sight of the young man. She could not see any of the details that had made the close-up so exciting but she had little choice in the matter. The other girls took turns at looking through the powerful telescope, giggling and muttering praises of the distant bather. Finally Peggy suggested that they turn the telescope back over to Kim, a proposal which found a ready agreement.
"It looks to me as if he's been up in the hills too long," Peggy told her as she settled back behind the big scope. "You ought to get a look at this, just so you'll know what happens when a guy gets into a situation like that."
Her explanation brought a sinister laugh from Alison, who generally manifested a bizarre kind of humor, and giggles of delight from Sandy. When she fitted her eye to the 'scope's eyepiece, Kim felt as though the youth were no more than twenty or thirty feet away. She inadvertently softened her breathing, as though he might hear her, but then a low gasp of surprise escaped from her throat when she focused directly on him.
The young man had lathered his loins and was now rubbing the thick froth of soap over his cock. That tool, incidentally, had grown out to formidable proportions, looking to be almost as long and thick as his forearm. Earlier, when she had first seen him nude, his prick had appeared large, but the stiffened monster which now reared out from his loins looked positively huge.
"Ohhh, God, what a beauty!" Alison whispered. "Man, what a dong!"
"Ah, sounds to me as though somebody else has been up in the hills too long!" Peggy grunted, chuckling softly. "Just cool it, baby, he's too far off to do you any good!"
"Sure, but I can dream, can't I?" Alison retorted.
Kim's cheeks blushed a bright shade of red. All the girls had uncovered a bawdy, lascivious brand of humor once they had left their car and had begun plowing into the rugged mountains. Though Kim was accustomed to girlish humor, much of which revolved around the opposite sex, she had never been around girls with any real sexual experience. All three of her friends, however, had had a good bit of that experience and their humor had a different, more knowing ring to it. Accordingly, she had felt left out of much of their conversation, though she had pretended to a kind of knowing indifference.
"Is ... is he going to...?" Kim asked, but could not complete the question, at least not in the bald form she had intended. "You know, do it to himself? Is that what he's doing?"
"Honey, he's going to flog his meat!" Peggy chortled.
"Yeah, he's going to jerk off!" Alison chimed in.
"Fucking his fist, that's what he's doing!" Sandy said, giggling.
"Lucky fist!" Alison added. "Yeah, Kim, what you're looking at there is what is commonly called a cuntfull of cock!"
"But he's so big!" the girl involuntarily muttered.
"Oh, he's a whopper, no two ways about that," Peggy told her. "And maybe not exactly what a girl needs to start out with, but man oh man, what a way to end up! Yeah, he could really give you that full feeling!"
For Kim, who had never before seen a mature male in the throes of sexual activity, the experience was a particularly disconcerting one. The size of the young man's cock threw her off, to start with. She knew, from having talked about the subject with her friends, that the man's tool would fit into her cunt, but she could not possibly conceive of a prick that large piercing her own tender, delicate slit. She had explored that frighteningly sensitive little crevice often enough in the last year, since she had first discovered its awesome tenderness, to know that one of her fingers could fit comfortably into the little notch but she could not conceive of it opening up wide enough to admit a bludgeon of the proportions of that prick.
The youth had grasped his swollen member firmly in his right hand, wrapping his fingers around the thick shaft, and was now slowly working his fist up and down its length. The powerful spotting 'scope allowed her to catch every grimace of delight that he registered, enough for her to conclude that he found the friction erotically pleasing in the extreme. At times he pumped his fist up and down the richly lathered pole of flesh jutting up from the base of his belly; at other times he held his fist steady and worked his loins back and forth, so that he was pushing his cock into his fist and pulling it out. Either variation struck a highly responsive chord in Kim's young body and she felt herself beginning to respond to the blatant sexuality of the scene.
Her nipples, highly sensitive to almost any kind of erotic suggestion, pressed down through her rough shirt into the gravel and reminded her all too violently of her highly passionate nature. As she watched the young man manipulate his cock, she became aware of another, even more responsive part of her lithe young body. She could feel the lips of her pussy growing, swelling and becoming steadily warmer as she continued to watch the young man working on his big cock. She could also feel the telltale trickle of warm, slippery oil making its way down out of her cunt, flowing over the lips of her pussy and then spreading outward, saturating her panties with warm, liquid evidence of her response.
Kim involuntarily flexed her hips and in doing so brought her lovemound down more firmly against a round rock half-buried in the trail. The rock happened to be in exactly the right spot to bear against her pubis and the contact between her body and the rock brought an electric shock to her nervous system. She quickly understood that the rock happened to be placed almost perfectly for her needs, in case she decided to rub herself against it and relieve her cunt of the rapidly accumulating floodtide of tension gathering there.
"Yeah, get it on!" Peggy whispered, her eyes glued to her binoculars. "God, I like to see a guy working it off like that!"
"What if we could be there?" Alison, ever the most forward member of the quartet, suggested. "You know, sort of help him along a little?"
"Don't even mention it!" Sandy breathed. "Oh, wow, I bet he could shoot out a load that'd knock your eyes out!"
Kim tried to close her ears to their knowing comments but could not. All of their bawdy suggestions struck home in her body, even though she did not understand all of anything they said. She knew it was sexy, though, and that it was all part of the boy-girl game. That was enough to ensure that her pussy continued to throb and pound in that painful, delicious way. She conscientiously tried to restrain herself, to keep from rubbing her pussy against that devilishly convenient rock, but she found it more and more difficult to do so. Had her friends not been there, she had to admit, she would have embraced the opportunity wholeheartedly and given herself over completely to the impulse of the moment.
Already skilled and clever at working her body into a state of quivering excitement and then drawing that incomparable storm of sexual pleasure from the depths of her cunt, Kim certainly had no compunctions about masturbating. She regularly practiced the solitary art, often giving herself two or three climaxes before going to sleep each night, and usually starting off the day with another before leaving her bed. The hiking trip had cut heavily into that schedule, though, and she had felt an almost perpetual gnawing between her thighs ever since leaving Peggy's home in Odessa. She had furtively brought herself off at night, once she had been enclosed in the anonymous safety of her sleeping bag, but those chance opportunities did not come often enough to quell the savage desires lurking deep inside her loins.
Seeing the young man fondle and stroke his big prick proved to be at least as exciting as anything she had ever witnessed. The fact that he was a male, that his own excitement was so abundantly evident, further contributed to her sexual arousal. Somehow Kim managed to restrain herself, though it took a great deal of effort to do so. She wanted nothing more than to put both her hands between her thighs, cupping them over her pussy and working the tip of one finger into the juicy, tight mouth of her cunt and then grinding her loins against her hands until her body exploded with lusty paroxysms of sensual joy.
"Is he close yet?" Alison asked, nudging the girl impatiently. "Damn, I can't tell with these binoculars!"
"Yeah, keep us posted," Sandy added. "Tell me when he starts making it!"
Their ribald questions helped her overcome her own lusty impulses, though she hated them for breaking in on her concentration. Kim took a deep breath, fought down her own inclinations and settled herself more firmly behind the eyepiece of the spotting 'scope.
"Okay, he's ... well, he's working his fist up and down a lot faster now," she began. "Not as slow as it was before. It's pointing almost straight up in the air. And he's using his other hand to stroke his ... well, his balls. Oh, wow, they're really big, too! And I can see the muscles standing out in his arm, in his legs, looks like he's really working!"
"And he's got something to work on," Alison said, laughing in that lewd, knowing way of hers.
"Hasn't he just!" Peggy whispered.
"He's still just rubbing his hand up and down," Kim continued. "But he's going faster all the time and-wait! Now he's stopped his hand and he's pushing up into it, working that thing in and out of his fist! And he's twisting his hand around, making it rub all over the knob at the end of that thing!"
"He's getting there," Sandy muttered. "Yeah, he's getting there! He must be on the last lap now!"
"Ride that horse!" Alison grunted, her voice soft but fervent with lust. "Work him right on down!"
"He's still pumping, harder than ever!" Kim reported. A tone of deeper interest had crept into her voice, making her sound even more nervous and affected by the furious sensuality of the sight before her. "He's making a face, like it was hurting him or something! And now he's ... what? Hey, something's coming out of his thing! I saw something spurt way up in the air!"
"He's creaming!" Alison muttered tensely. "He's popping his nuts off!"
"God, I bet he shoots off quarts of that stuff!" Peggy breathed. "Hung like that, he's got to have barrels of the stuff!"
"Oh, man, just think of all that stuff going to waste!" Sandy said.
"He's barely moving his hand now," Kim stated. "He's just sort of stroking his prick, real slow and easy. Yeah, I think I see some of the stuff now-it looks sort of creamy, real thick. It got over his chest and belly and there's some more on his prick, it looks like."
"Well, it's all over with now," Alison said, getting up onto her knees and lowering her binoculars. "Honey, you've just seen a guy getting off! Mmmm, maybe it would have been fun to be there! You know, to sort of help him along a little, make it better for him!"
Her remark drew knowing laughs from Sandy and Peggy. Kim looked over at them and saw a strange, powerfully intense look in their eyes. She correctly deduced that they had been as strongly affected by the sight as she, though she still did not understand exactly what it was they had seen. She had never before seen a boy masturbate, though she had heard rumors that they did so, and she found it very difficult to equate the act she had witnessed with her own style of sexual play.
CHAPTER TWO
The girls resumed their trek up into the mountains shortly afterward. They were quiet for a while, as though witnessing the young man's strenuous manipulation of his cock had affected them more strongly than they would admit. Kim fell into place just behind Sandy, while Peggy and Alison strode out ahead. After an hour's steady hiking, the ridge they had been following bent away from the canyon in which the young man was located.
When they stopped for a quick rest, Sandy joined Peggy and Alison for a moment of quick talk. They were far enough away from Kim to escape being overheard, though the girl felt sure that they were talking about her. She reddened self-consciously and wondered if perhaps she had misbehaved in some fashion, perhaps while she had been watching the youth masturbate.
Peggy, who walked beside Kim once they had begun their hike again, said nothing about that conversation but she behaved as if nothing had happened. Later that afternoon they came up onto a little plateau and decided to make camp there for the night. Sandy, who had hiked in that area before, knew of a spring-fed pool not far away and they agreed that they could all use a bath.
"Come on," Peggy said, noticing that Kim was holding back while the others were searching through their packs for soap, towels and clean socks. "We can leave this stuff here for a while. Nobody's going to bother it."
Kim hurried to get her own soap and towel. They walked along a narrow, ill-defined trail for a few hundred yards and then came to a swale which enclosed the pool. The girls hurried to strip off their clothes and boots. Kim held back for a moment but then stripped, deciding that she might as well join them. The water was icy cold but invigorating and they whooped with delight as they splashed about. After lathering and rinsing themselves thoroughly, Sandy and Alison left the pool and stretched out on their towels beside the pool.
"There's no sense in putting it off any longer," Alison said, sitting up and frowning. "I thought the cold water might get me down but it didn't do a thing for me!"
"Being off here all by ourselves, without any guys around, it really starts getting to you," Alison added. "We talked it over a while ago and we decided that you're big enough to know what's going on. So we're not going to beat around the bush any longer."
Kim looked over at Peggy, her cousin and the member of the group to whom she felt closest. Peggy grinned encouragingly and nodded her approval.
"The plain truth is," Alison said, smiling tenderly at the girl, "we just don't want to hold it back any longer. We're all as horny as shit and we can't wait any longer to get off. So, we're all going to take time out here this afternoon and work ourselves off real good. Want to join in?"
Kim gasped in surprise and looked about. The girls seemed to be entirely serious-Alison, in fact, had already spread her legs wide and was reaching down to run the tip of a forefinger over the lips of her pussy-and looked expectantly to her for an answer. She had never seen anyone approach the question of sexual excitement so directly and for a moment she did not know what to say. There was no doubt as to what she wanted to do. Her own pussy had been burning and aching ever since she had seen the young man stroke his big, stiff prick into a foaming, gushing climax and she desperately felt a need to relieve herself of the tensions which had been gathering in her loins.
"Yeah, I guess I d like to do it, too," she finally said, convinced that they were not intending to play a trick on her. "Just out here in the open? Like this? Everybody watching?"
"Hey, you don't have to watch if you don't want to!" Peggy told her. "It's just that ... well, some people can get off better if they can watch somebody else making it too, that's all. Or if it would really turn you off, to have us watching you doing it, I guess you could go off in the bushes or some place. Me, I think it's a blast, watching everybody and showing off for them!"
"C'mon, try it with us," Sandy urged. "I mean, you've got a great-looking body there. I always like to look at somebody else-it makes it about a zillion times raunchier for me!"
Kim found it difficult to believe that they could be serious about wanting to watch her masturbate, or that Sandy could be entirely honest in her appraisal of her body. Kim knew very well that her body had not fully developed, though her breasts were somewhat larger than one would ordinarily have expected to find on a girl her age. She was most self-conscious about her pubis. There was only a light, golden-brown fuzz covering that delectable little mound, though the lips were almost fully developed and the entire area had long manifested a surprising degree of sensitivity and receptivity to sexual stimulation. Peggy and Alison added their urgings to Sandy's, further assuring her that her joining them would lend a much greater degree of eroticism to their mutual self-stimulation, and the girl felt her resistance rapidly weakening. Even before she had formally decided to go along with their lewd invitation, her right hand crept down to the down-covered mound at the base of her belly and her middle finger reached out to touch the fearfully swollen lips nestled within the outer fold of flesh. Her touch sent a shudder of fleshly delight coursing through her loins and her mind told her to go ahead.
"Okay, I'm game," she said, giving them a timid, half-embarrassed smile.
She had, of course, engaged in "Show and Tell" games with several of her friends, most of whom were eagerly exploring the rapidly unfolding world of erotic mischief hidden within their bodies, and at times these games had ended with them massaging themselves into convulsive little climaxes. Kim had never before seen a mature, fully developed pussy, however, nor had she so frankly and openly engaged in sexual play with other girls. She had found the nude bathing to be more exciting than she would have expected and the sight of Peggy, Sandy and Alison cavorting about, freely displaying their breasts-Peggy especially had a marvelously large, well-shaped pair-and their darkly furred love mounds had set off chain reactions of lusty fervor in her own loins.
"Don't be bashful," Sandy told her. "I mean, if you want to look close and see how somebody does it, go ahead! Hell, you might even find a better way of doing it, who knows?"
"Yeah, I didn't know how good a thumb could be till I saw Debby Grossman goosing herself one day," Peggy mused.
"Sure, and I didn't know about double-holing it till I picked up on Ann MacKenzey doing it like that once," Alison added. "But man, am I ever glad that I found out about that!"
Kim looked about in wonder. Far from conspiring to play some cruel joke on her, it seemed, they were quite intent on helping her and sharing their fund of knowledge pertaining to their own sexuality. She found it difficult to believe that they were really accepting her as an equal but that seemed to be the case. All of them looked quite serious and she felt much more at ease, both with herself and with her companions. Kim left the pool and quickly dried herself off, keeping a close eye on her friends as she did so. Each had her own style of masturbating, she quickly saw, and there were some startling differences to be noted.
Alison, for example, lay in a twisted position, her shoulders flat on her towel but turned so that her right hip rested on the towel. She reached between her trim little thighs with her right hand, running the middle finger of that hand up and down the jellied slit, and brought her left hand around her hip from the rear. The middle finger of that hand played over the hot-lipped crevice between her thighs, occasionally dipping into the cuntal opening, and spread her body's sensual ointment over the entire pubis. Gradually, however, that finger began concentrating its attention on her anus, a cute little puckered eye just behind her pussy, and then she slipped her finger directly into her own asshole! The finger, already coated with her cunt's slippery oil, easily slid into the tight opening and she plunged it back and forth with slow, sensuous movements. At the same time, she pressed the middle finger of her right hand into the mouth of her cunt and forced her other fingers down against the lips of her pussy. A soft, whimpering sigh of pleasure escaped from her throat as she felt the fingers sliding into her body.
Peggy also lay on her back, but she kept both her hips and shoulders pressed down against her towel. After rubbing the lips of her pussy back and forth between her fingers for a moment, she spread them wide with her left hand and shoved her right thumb down into the gaping rim of her cunt. She closed her fingers into a tight fist, keeping the thumb firmly in place, and brought her legs together, so that they forced her thumb even more firmly into her cunt and against her pussy. She began squirming about, flexing her hips and moving in an up-and-down fashion against her fist. She used her left hand to caress her big breasts and nipples, which had become almost black and extremely stiff with passion.
Sandy, in contrast, knelt before them, positioning herself at their feet so that she could watch both girls. Her knees were wide apart and she reached between her thighs with both hands. She squeezed the lips of her pussy, which were exceptionally large and very dark, between her middle fingers and used her index fingers to stroke her clitoris. The latter, Kim noticed, had sprung out firmly and almost resembled a tiny little prick. Sandy's fingers lightly stroked that utterly aroused organ, touching it lightly on the sides, and she began weaving her hips back and forth so as to increase the effectiveness of her hands.
Kim felt a flood of sensuality sweeping over her body. Never before had she witnessed such flagrant, rampant sexual displays and the sight proved to have a powerfully arousing effect on her. The open, frank way in which each girl proceeded with her quest for pleasure made her own nipples throb heartily and she could feel the warm trickle of sexual lubricant making its way out of the depths of her cunt and flowing over the lips of her pussy. Reaching back between her thighs, she gingerly probed at the slit, which throbbed even more painfully at her finger's touch, and caressed the wet, warm furrow of outrageously tender flesh. Alison, watching her carefully, nodded her appreciation.
"Sure, it s a little hard, getting it on right out here in the open with everybody standing around," the girl said. "But believe me, Kim, once you've made the effort you'll see what I mean about it being the greatest! Believe me, there's only one thing that's better!"
"Yeah, and sometimes it's not that good, even, ' Peggy added. "Guys, we're talking about. Making it with a guy, that's about the best there is, unless the guy happens to be a real weenie-butt. And there are just a few of them around, I'm sorry to say!"
Kim did not answer, though a dozen questions clamored within her mind. She desperately wanted to know what it was like, lying back and opening one's legs to a boy, feeling his prick slithering into the mouth of one's cunt and then plowing up that tender, painfully inflamed inner tunnel. She dared not speak, however, for fear that she would not be able to control her voice.
"That guy we saw this afternoon," Sandy said, "he wouldn't be a weenie-butt! Man, built like that with all that cock, he's got to be the world's greatest lay!"
"You can't tell a thing by looks," Peggy snorted, continuing to work her hips up and down and to stroke her big, swollen nipples. "I dated this guy from Lubbock one night, he had a dong on him that'd do for breeding mares, even! And a body that was so out of sight, you wouldn't even believe it! Man, what a wimp! He just crawled on, started hosing me and acted like he was doing me the biggest favor in the world!"
"No, that guy we saw this afternoon," Alison said, "he wouldn't be like that. No, no way on earth! You could tell just by looking at him that he'd dig everything about making it with a girl!"
"Mmmm, just think about him going down on you, with that beard and all," Sandy whispered. "Those whiskers rubbing up against your box while he was working his tongue in and out, licking you up and down and then ramming it all the way in until-"
"Jesus, shut up!" Peggy snapped, tossing about on her towel in a fit of anguish. "God, I can almost feel those whiskers on my thighs right now! Oh, wow, would that ever be a trip! I'll bet he could eat you until your ears rang!"
Kim's head reeled under the thunderous impact of those words. The girls seemed to be inciting themselves and each other by talking about the most scandalous acts imaginable. Kim knew, of course, that boys sometimes "went down" on girls, as the popular saying had it, but she could not really believe that any man, especially one so handsome, would really want to put his lips and tongue to that wet, hot slit between her thighs. Surely he would be mortally offended, she thought, if not by the smell-not that she minded the scent of aroused cunt herself as she thought its piquant odor rather charming and highly erotic-then by the wetness. Peggy, Sandy and Alison all seemed to have a different opinion, however, and Kim hardly knew what to make of their abandoned remarks.
Regardless of their veracity, their words were having a powerful effect on her, especially when coupled with the devastating work wrought by her fingers. Running the tips of her fingers over the puffy, swollen outer lips stirred great fires of sexual excess deep within her loins and probing between them to stroke the even more sensitive inner lips, or the flagrantly aroused mouth of her cunt, produced even more decided sparks of sexual agony. The girl deliberately kept her fingers away from her clitoris because she knew that even the slightest touch of that incredibly sensitive nub of nerve-packed gristle would set off a tornado of lusty delight within her loins. She did not want to come yet, not before one of the other girls did so, and she also knew that delaying the climax for as long as possible would ensure that it was a far more strenuous one.
She did not have long to wait. Alison, busily fingerfucking both her asshole and cunt, had no compunctions whatever about being the first of the girls to come. Eager and willing to experience the throes of lusty release, she worked her fingers in and out of her body with rapidly increasing vigor until finally, choking out a cry of agonized delight, she stiffened every muscle of her lithe young body and plunged her fingers deep into the separate openings. Grunting and quivering, she lay there for a moment and then screamed.
"Unngghh! Owwww!" she wailed. Her hands clawed desperately at her loins in an effort at heightening the vast pleasures pouring out of her tortured womb. "Ohhh, God! Aiiiee! Mmmm! Fuck! Come! Ohh, fuck!"
Her example inspired Sandy into a similar paroxysm of fleshly delight. Gripping the lips of her pussy more firmly and flicking her index fingers back and forth over her stiff, throbbing clitoris, she pressed her hips forward and rocked to and fro. Her head gradually tilted back as she concentrated totally on bringing her cunt and womb to a roaring, pulsating climax. When she felt the tension within her belly mount to an almost unbearable state of tightness she fucked herself harder than ever. Her breath whistled between her tightly clenched teeth in wheezing gasps. Then, jerking as if touched by a white-hot poker, she grunted loudly and shuddered.
"Aggghhh!" she groaned, her head lolling limply on her neck. "Ooooh! Ungghh! Ooooh! Get. . it ... on! Ohh, come! Come! Come!"
Neither Peggy nor Kim could resist either of those profoundly stirring examples. Already fully alive with sexual excitement and decidedly bent on working a powerful release from their cunts, they threw every restraint aside and devoted themselves to the pursuit of their lascivious goal. Peggy clasped her thighs even more firmly around her artfully placed fist and threw her hips upward, fucking her thumb with short, jerky motions. Her free hand closed over her right breast and squeezed it strongly, so that her fingers were almost crushing the dark, swollen nipple.
Kim's eyes roamed from one girl to another. She found it highly exciting to watch them in the throes of orgasmic joy and she knew that her own cunt would not long resist the heady, insistent urgings which poured through her body at a faster pace. Her fingers clawed more firmly at her pussy and then she ran the tip of one finger over her clitoris. The touch was a light one but that was all she needed in order to bring herself to a quivering, gasping peak of sexual feeling. The first wave of climactic frenzy burst deep inside her cunt, then rushed outward so that her entire body was quivering and pounding under the trip-hammer blows of sexual release. Again and again her cunt throbbed and each pulsation sent additional waves of furious pleasure shooting through her nervous system.
"Aggghhh!" she groaned, unable to keep back the sounds of abandoned delight. "Annngghh-owww! Ohhh, it's so good! So fucking good!"
She had assumed a standing position for her libidinous exercise and the added strain on her thighs ensured that her climax would be especially powerful. Her legs quaked, barely supporting her. She clenched her buttocks into knots of hard, throbbing muscle, an involuntary reaction to the pounding flashes of erotic pleasure, and pushed her pubis forward. The orgasmic tremors rocketed through her loins faster than ever and seemed to be on the point of ripping her belly apart. Her fingers continued to probe and claw at the lips of her pussy and at the very height of her climactic surge, she slipped her right middle finger into the mouth of her cunt. That opening, warm and slippery with her cunt's outpouring of sensual oils, easily admitted the finger. She rubbed it around the rim of the small, exquisitely sensitive opening and gradually forced it deeper, until the tip of her finger rested snugly against her hymen. She had always found a contradictory sense of pleasure in feeling that tiny wall of thin membrane. On the one hand she was happy that she still bore the emblem of her virginity, but she also hungered more eagerly for the day when some young man would force his cock into her pussy and devastate that tender tissue.
Gradually, as her orgasm subsided, Kim felt her legs losing more and more of their strength. Finally she collapsed, slowly sinking down onto her knees and then leaning forward until her face and breasts lay upon the warm, soft grass. Utterly enervated by the powerful forces of sexual pleasure, she stretched out in the warm sunlight and surrendered to the exquisite sensation of ecstasy which still possessed her mind and body.
CHAPTER THREE
A good half hour passed before any of the four girls moved. Kim felt as though she would never be able to walk again. An all-encompassing lethargy had infused every part of her body, it seemed, and the warm sunlight playing over her back made her even less inclined to move.
"God, what a blast!" Alison finally muttered. "I'm telling you, that guy would have to be pretty damned good to get me off any better than that one!"
"It's just because you'd gone two or three days without getting yourself a come," Peggy told her. "It's always that way when you've been playing the nun for a while. That first fall off the wagon, man, it's a trip and a half!"
Kim found that she now felt much more at ease with the girls. Having masturbated herself to so fine a climax seemed to break the final barrier she had felt existing between them, enabling her to approach them on something more nearly like an equal ground. After listening to them talk for a few minutes, she sat up and discovered that she felt considerably refreshed.
"Ah, back from the dead!" Sandy said, grinning at her with obvious warmth. "I thought maybe you'd given yourself that extra little touch too much, the one that sends you right around the bend!"
"No, but for a minute or so it seemed that I had," Kim replied.
"Man, it would have been nice if that guy could have been here, too," Peggy mused. "That's a trip, too-diddling yourself while you're watching a guy jack off, I mean. You ever try that, Kim?" Kim had to admit that she had not, though the idea made her flesh crawl with lustful anticipation. She vividly remembered watching the young man masturbate earlier that day, of course, and she knew that if he had been present just now, displaying that magnificent cock and stroking it in that mad, frenzied manner, she would have felt her cunt explode with unforgettable power.
"No, I've never done anything with a guy," she admitted. "Well, I've been out on five or six dates but we never did anything but kiss a little. I ... I think I'm going to have to grow a little before I can do very much with a boy."
"Oh? Why is that?" Alison asked, looking up in surprise. "You looked very well-developed to me!"
Kim blushed but went on to state her fears concerning the size of the male sexual organ. She did not see how a tool of that great size could fit into a feminine receptacle as small and tight as her own, a remark which brought a chorus of friendly laughter from her friends.
"Hey, there's nothing to worry about!" Peggy assured her. "Sure, that guy was hung like nobody's business, but he didn't have the biggest cock in the world, not by far!"
"I think I know what's bugging you," Alison said. "I used to think the same thing, back when I was beginning to wonder about making it with a guy. I d worry for hours about how something that big could possibly fit into a hole no bigger than my cunt. That's what's bothering you, right?" Kim had to admit that such was indeed the case, whereupon Alison proceeded to explain matters in considerably more detail. A girl's cunt, she told the naive girl, had a surprising degree of expansion built into it. While the cuntal opening might seem to be small and tight, so much so as to make it almost hopeless to expect good sex with a man so well-equipped as the youth they had earlier seen, this was only an illusion.
"It'll stretch," Alison assured her. "Oh, the first two or three times might be a little tense and hairy, while you're getting used to it, but believe me, honey, it doesn't take long before you really start digging it!"
"Yeah, that first couple of times I made it with a guy, I thought I'd die before he got through with me," Peggy added. "But after that, wow! It was just pure heaven all the way!"
Sandy added her own assurances and Kim found it difficult to reject their friendly advice, especially since it was offered with such genuine sincerity. She could easily see that they had only her best interests at heart and that they were in no way deceiving her. Alison, warming to the subject, offered to demonstrate the truth of her point in a most direct way.
"Hey, come over here and put a finger in my twat," she suggested. "No, I'm not a queer, damn it. I just want you to try something and see for yourself! You stick a finger in my cunt and see if it isn't just as tight as yours, or pretty close to it. And then I'll tell you a thing or two about some of the pricks I've had inside it and you can draw your own conclusions!"
Kim held back for a moment, partly for fear of being thought overly receptive to what might be considered a homosexual suggestion. Alison made it abundantly clear that she had no such motives in mind, however, and gradually the girl began warming to the idea. Shrugging, she went over to Alison and gingerly slipped her middle finger between the lips of her friend's pussy. She found that Alison had spoken the exact truth. That cunt seemed every bit as tight and as firm as her own.
"I've made it with twenty ... let me see, yeah, twenty-two guys!" Alison triumphantly exclaimed. "And some of them a lot more than once, I can tell you that! That guy I balled Saturday night before we left, he was the twenty-second, and let me tell you, honey, some of those guys were hung! Yeah, some of them were a lot bigger than that guy we saw this afternoon!"
Kim could hardly believe what she was hearing. She would have supposed that even a moderate amount of sexual activity would leave its inevitable trail on a girl's body and yet she knew from firsthand experience that Alison's sweet little cunt was tight and had a powerful grip. Sandy and Peggy corroborated this conclusion, though Peggy added, ruefully enough, that she had always had a big, loose cunt.
"Even when I was thirteen, when I made it the first time," she said, grinning with a trace of embarrassment, "the guy bitched about me being so loose. Well, Eve learned a trick or two since then to improve things a little, but that's the way it is, honey. Some girls have big cunts and some have little ones. Just like some girls have big eyes and others don't. I guess you're a little luckier than some of the rest of us, that's all!"
Alison had one final bit of proof to demonstrate the veracity of her point. Calling out to Kim to watch closely, she spread her thighs wide and opened the lips of her pussy with her left hand. She brought her right hand down over the tenderly spread lips and slipped the middle finger of that hand into the rim of her cunt, which still bore abundant traces of the sensual moisture her earlier passion had generated. Then, as Kim was watching closely, she forced her index finger into place, slipped her ring finger into the tight little opening and finally added her pinky as well! Kim's eyes almost started from their sockets when she saw all four fingers disappearing into that seemingly tiny crevice. Alison did not make so much as the slightest grimace of pain, nor did she display any other sign of physical discomfort. She worked the fingers back and forth for a moment or two, giving her cunt's rim a thorough workout, and then slipped her hand out of the opening. Kim saw that fantastically tight little opening slowly close itself, resuming its former shape within a minute or so.
"My God, you did it!" she whispered, awestruck by the sight. "You really did it! I never saw such a thing in all my life!"
"Sure she did it," Sandy agreed, visibly affected by Alison's provocative action. "And it might not be a bad thing if you were to practice a little of that yourself, you know. I mean, in case you've got any plans for making it with a guy any time soon! I don't say that you ought to pop your own cherry, if you've got one, but at least you could exercise the rim of your cunt enough that you could let the guy get the head of his cock in without it hurting you too much."
"I just might take that advice," Kim said, giving her an impish look. "That's one kind of exercise I could learn to like!"
She would personally have preferred to spend another hour or two at the pool, learning more about the marvelously interesting subject of sexuality, but a look at the sun told them that they would have to get back to their camping gear if they were to get their evening meal prepared before darkness set in. They hurried back, had their dinner and then settled down on their sleeping bags. Lying there, full of food and entirely at ease, they continued talking about sex and gradually worked themselves into another frenzy of lustful arousal. Kim regretted the darkness, since it prevented her from seeing her friends as they toyed with themselves, but she could hear enough to have a very good idea of what was going on. In some ways, she found, the veil of darkness added another exciting element to their masturbating. Her imagination worked overtime in supplying her with details about what her friends were doing and those mental images proved to have a wonderfully erotic effect on her own work.
Kim's fingers played up and down the hot, jellied slit between her thighs. She remembered Sandy's advice and attempted fingerfucking herself with two fingers, an experiment which proved to be only moderately exciting. She supposed that the discomfort she felt was because the muscles surrounding the mouth of her cunt were not used to being distended and after working her middle and ring fingers in and out the tender little cleft for a minute or two she stopped the experiment and resumed her normal tactic, a simple stroking of the outer surfaces.
Then she remembered seeing Alison fingerfucking herself with a finger in her asshole as well as one in her cunt. No sooner had she flashed on that memory than she knew that she must try it herself. Trembling eagerly, she rolled slightly onto her side and reached around her tense, firm little hip with her left hand. She quickly found that the love oils seeping from her cunt had flowed down over her anus, coating it thickly with the sweet, sensual salve. She ran her middle finger into her cunt briefly, just long enough for it to become thoroughly annointed with the same lubricant, and then she pressed the fingertip down against her own asshole.
To her vast surprise, she found that the finger slipped into place with far less trouble or discomfort than she had expected. The anal opening was tight, certainly, but it was not so tight as to prevent the entry of her finger. She found the new sensation vaguely disquieting, but also erotically stimulating in a way that she would never have expected. Certainly it did not feel at all like a finger going into her cunt, but nevertheless, it had a definite and extremely sensual effect. She began working the finger back and forth slowly, stroking the lips of her pussy at the same time, and quickly built herself up to a point where she was quivering and panting with eagerness. At that moment she brought the tip of her middle finger to bear upon her clitoris. The finger, thickly coated with her cunt's slippery oils, glided easily over the distended cone of pure sensuality and she grunted out sharply, surprised at the suddenness and vehemence of her cunt's response. As the climax burst out of her womb, flowering into a magnificent storm of sexual release that thundered throughout her lithe young body, she felt her anal sphincter nip and grab at her penetrating finger. Her asshole displayed a surprisingly powerful bite, contracting each time a spasm of orgasmic delight pulsed out of her cunt, and she finger-fucked herself into a paroxysm of fleshly pleasure.
"Mmmm, sounds like somebody else made it!"
Sandy giggled. "Yeah, Kim, you were really letting it all hang out that time!"
"Keep it up, honey," Peggy told her. "Maybe it won't be too long before you can feel a big, thick, hard cock sliding up that cunt of yours and spraying hot come all over your womb! That's going to be the day, believe me!"
Kim went to sleep with that image firmly planted in her mind. She naturally fastened on the young man's cock, it being the freshest memory of naked male sexuality, and she fastened her hand over her hot, wet pussy as she drifted off to sleep. She tried to imagine that mammoth prong penetrating her flesh, prying the lips of her pussy apart and dilating the mouth of her cunt, but she could not conceive of what such a sensation might be. Regardless, she now looked forward to her sexual initiation with considerably more anticipation and she felt much more confident that she would be able to acquit herself with honor.
They were all business when they left their sleeping bags the next morning. An unknowing observer would have found it hard to believe that they had been so abandoned and libidinous the evening before. They had a quick breakfast and broke camp, eager to resume their trek into the mountains. An hour after daylight they were on their way, packs on their backs and paired off once again. Kim would willingly have spent the morning in discussing the exciting aspects of sexuality which had been opened to her, but the tough trail and the fast pace forbade much extraneous talking.
Late that morning they met the young man they had observed the day before. Kim felt mightily embarrassed at seeing him, though she knew that he had no knowledge of their spying on him. He proved to be every bit as handsome in the flesh as he had appeared from long range. Tall and muscular, he wore a tee shirt and a pair of cutoff jeans that displayed his muscular thighs to good advantage.
"I'm Larry Payton," he said, introducing himself when Kim and Sandy pulled up beside him and the other two girls.
He went on to explain that he was a professional rock hound, a business that was undergoing a profound expansion in the southwest, and that he was putting himself through the University of New Mexico by collecting and selling rocks of all sorts. The Davis Mountains, he told them, were proving to be a very rich field and they congratulated him on his good luck.
"Another week like this last one and I ought to have enough to put me through another year of school," he said. "I can't believe some of the things I've found."
They exchanged information on various routes they knew about. In the course of the conversation he learned that they were planning to head toward Walker Butte, a particularly inaccessible peak deeper in the range ahead of them. He brightened at that and told them of a couple of good springs in the area, which he appeared to know well, and mentioned some especially notable sights along the way.
"I'd offer to guide you," he said, "but I've got to finish scouting out this area here first. It'll be another three or four days before I finish here. I thought I'd head up that way once I finished here."
"Oh, perhaps we'll see you then," Alison said, smiling in a friendly, inviting fashion. "We're expecting to spend four or five days up there before we head back to civilization."
"I'll look for you," Larry promised. "It's great country, you'll see."
They resumed their march, waving goodbye to him, and soon left him far behind. When they stopped for lunch he was the only topic of conversation. Every girl had been highly impressed by him and they agreed that if he had joined them they would not march many miles before their lusts would compel them to come to an understanding with him.
"Yeah, and it'd be an understanding of just how much prick he could put into three cunts!" Sandy exclaimed, giggling with delight. "Or maybe four, Kim, if you decided that he might be all right for breaking you in!"
"Wow, he was a dream!" The girl whispered. She did not commit herself about having him as a lover, though the notion had a powerful appeal to her. All the time they had been talking with him, Kim had been remembering the way he had looked, naked and with his huge cock rearing up from his belly. She had become so highly aroused during the meeting that she had hardly been able to speak. Her breasts had burned against the front of her shirt-she was not wearing a bra or panties that day-with fierce, insistent hunger and her pussy had throbbed with urgent desire, inundating the crotch of her jeans with that clear, slippery film of sexual lubricant.
Inevitably she had been reminded of the size of his cock, of the fulsome discharge of sperm from that long, thick tool. Seeing him in the flesh brought home to her the real size of his cock. He was much bigger than she had thought and of course, she expected that his prick would therefore be proportionately larger too. She had watched him closely during their conversation and had seen telltale bulges in the front of his jeans, signs of the hidden treasure at the base of his belly, and she felt certain that his prick would indeed be a mind-blowing tool when seen in the naked, raw, rampant flesh.
"And did you see the lump in his pants?" Sandy asked, seeming to read Kim's mind. "Man, that guy is nothing but hung!"
"I saw it," Peggy said. "Looks like he'd have enough cock for just about anybody. Mmmm, I'd just love to go down on him! Oh, God, to feel that big thing sliding down my throat, that'd really be out of sight! Yeah, I'd just love to spend an hour or two licking his balls up good, kissing and sucking cm that cock of his, and then taking his load right in my mouth!"
"Good grief!" Kim burst out. "Are you serious? Would you really?"
"Honey, I'm nothing but serious," Peggy assured her. "Yeah, I'd eat his meat all day long if he'd let me! Mmmm, what a way to go! And you just know that his balls would have quarts of jism, too, and it'd be sweet and hot, just the right taste for making your cunt clutch up and throb like nobody's business!"
"Hey, it's not a bad way to go," Alison said. She had been watching Kim closely and sensed that the girl was dismayed at the thought of oral lovemaking. "Going down on a guy, that can be a lot of fun! And they really get off on it, too!"
"But ... but the stuff," Kim said, bewildered and at a loss for direction. "Doesn't it taste ... well, just awful? Couldn't it hurt you or something?"
"It tastes good!" Alison insisted. "Kinda salty, a little bitter, with a strong aftertaste. The first time or two you taste it, you might think you'd never give another guy a blow job as long as you live. But it doesn't take long and then you really groove on it."
"It s the truth," Sandy added. "Sometimes I don't know which way I'd rather have a guy-in my mouth or in my cunt! Believe me, they're both just so fine!"
"I know which I like best," Alison said. "I like 'em both! And at the same time, too! You know, I got it on with Ronnie Small and Dick Hadlie one night, both at once, and I had Ronnie in my cunt and Dick was fucking my face. Oh, wow, feeling both those guys go off at once, that's just about the wildest thing I ever felt in all my life! Mmmm, I just about died when I felt them both start shooting me full of come!" Kim blushed furiously and looked away. She felt certain that Alison was teasing her, since she believed that such antics were so farfetched as to be impossible, but the girl spoke with enough sincerity to make her wonder. As for herself, she could not conceive of allowing a man to put his prick into her mouth and the mere thought proved slightly repugnant to her. She was very pleased, therefore, when they got up from the mid-day meal and resumed their trek into the high mountains ahead.
CHAPTER FOUR
They made camp that night, dead tired after the long climb up the rough trail, and got an early start the next morning. After another three hours on the trail, they climbed up onto a broad, grassy plateau easily a half-mile in diameter. Patches of greenery advertised the presence of water. As they made their way toward the green shrubbery, they became aware of another figure in the distance. Upon nearing the spring, they identified the traveller as a man.
"That's odd," Sandy remarked when they were about a hundred yards away. "All the way up here and he's only carrrying a little day pack."
"He must really be roughing it," Peggy commented.
"Hi. I'm Tom Kempten," the man said when they were close enough to exchange greetings.
They introduced themselves and traded comments about the geography of the area. Tom told them he was camped a mile away and inquired about their plans. When he learned that they intended remaining nearby for at least a couple of days, resting and exploring the mountains beyond, he frowned and shook his head regretfully. They had neared the spring by this time and he quickly slipped the small pack off his shoulders. Reaching into the orange bag, he produced a heavy, black automatic. Working the slide of the evil-looking weapon to pump a cartridge into the chamber, he looked up at the startled girls.
"Looks like you're going to have to change your plans a little," he said. "Or I'm going to change them for you, either way you want it. No, don't unhook your packs, just keep them on." He said, motioning with his pistol to Alison who had started unhooking the waistband of her pack frame. "With those packs on, you won't have much chance of running away, I figure!"
"What the hell is all this?" Sandy demanded. She did not look to be cowed by his automatic, though she made no attempt at unfastening her own pack. ""Who do you think you are?"
"Well, you can bet your sweet ass I'm not Tom Kempten!" He replied, grinning briefly. "As for the rest of it, I guess you'll figure that out for yourself soon enough. The only thing you have to know right now is that if you try to get away I'll blow you up. Stay cool, do what I tell you and you might not get hurt at all. That might not be much of a deal, but it's the only one going right now, so you don't have any choice about it.
Satisfied that they were not going to escape, he reached back into his pack and brought out a walkie-talkie. He then extended the antenna, switching the device on and then spoke into it. "Eagle One, this is Eagle Two. Come on?"
"Eagle One here. Report," the girls heard a rough, scratchy voice answer.
"I have four friends," Tom said.
"Stay put," the voice instructed. "We'll be there."
"Like the man said, stay put," Tom told them. He replaced the walkie-talkie in his pack and seated himself on a small boulder facing them. "Now we wait a while and see what happens."
None of the girls knew what to say, since his grim, forbidding air made it perfectly clear that they would not be able to persuade him to alter the course he had chosen. Kim seated between Alison and Peggy, watched him closely. He was a powerfully built man of about twenty-five, with long straw-blonde hair that curled almost to his shoulders. The familiar way in which he held the heavy automatic suggested that he was used to having it in his hand.
After a silence of some fifteen minutes, a pair of men appeared. Tom gave a short, piercing whistle and waved an arm at them. As they approached, Kim saw that one of them was black. Both of medium height, the black man resembled a moving barrel, due to the immense thickness of his torso. His companion, a slender man with brilliant red hair, looked positively emaciated beside him. They came up to the group and Tom briefly explained the situation.
"Oh, shit!" The black man said, giving the girls a disgusted look. "You know, if it was just one we could probably smoke her and nobody'd ever worry too much. But four, man, you know somebody's going to come looking!"
"Yeah, and with four stiffs, they might keep on looking," the red haired man added. "You know, you girls are really fucking up a beautiful little operation for us."
"I'm sure sorry about that," Alison said, impertinent as ever. "Maybe if you'd have told us we wouldn't have bothered you!"
"The way I see it," Tom said, "We've just about got to take them back to the camp and hold them there. There's too much at stake here to call it off and we sure as hell can't let them go their merry way!"
"You're right," the black man said. "Okay, let's get lined out here. One of you chicks in front then Tom, then another chick. Felix, you fall in behind her and then the other two of you cunts strike out after him. I'll be behind all of you. And no talking while we're moving, got it?" With that he pulled an automatic from his belt and motioned to the girls. Sighing, they got to their feet and fell into place. Peggy took the load, while Sandy marched out after Tom. Alison and Kim moved out between Felix, the red haired man, and the black man. They worked their way through about a mile of fairly dense brush and came out into another grassy swale, much smaller than the one they had left. A brush sheltered three sleeping bags and some cooking equipment. Peggy saw a Chevrolet pickup parked in the brush. The men had pulled a camouflage net over it and piled brush on the net so as to hide it almost completely from view.
"Yeah, there's a way to get up here on wheels if you've got four-wheel drive and know which way to go," Tom said, noticing her look of surprise. '"Okay, girls, make yourselves at home. You'll be spending a couple of days here, at least."
"You know something?" Felix asked, looking around with a grin that, under other circumstances, would have been engaging. "This might not be bad after all. Walking back here, I noticed the ass twitching on that one in front of me-Sandy, is that right?-and it didn't look bad at all!"
"Shit, there ain't no reason why these cunts can't help us make the time go better," the black man said, chuckling in a lewd manner that made Kim's blood run cold. "Yeah, they might make all this waiting worth while!"
"Nice looking asses on all them babes," Tom agreed. "Yeah, Dave, time we leave here we might have that horny feeling all worked out!"
The girls looked at each other in dismay. They were all residents of big cities and knew of the prevalence of rape, even though they had never been confronted with the act directly. Now, hearing the men discuss them with such cold, callous indifference, they feared the worst. Their fears were quickly confirmed when Dave, the black man, told them to stand up, take off their packs and then undress. Alison, ever the rebel, immediately told him that she would do no such thing. He chuckled at that, evidently finding her spirited defiance a source of vast amusement.
"Okay, then you'll be the first," he said. "Tom, you and Felix take care of those other three. I'm going to take this little bitch for myself right now and teach her a lesson!"
With that he leaped out and fastened a big, powerful hand on Alison's wrist. He moved with surprising speed and grace, considering his vast bulk, and his muscular arm seemed laced with steel cords. Alison had already slipped out of her pack and had been on the verge of darting away when he moved. He easily pulled her back. When she attempted to plant the toe of her heavy hiking boot in his groin, he brushed the kick aside with an easy, almost indifferent sweep of his free hand. Within a few seconds he had ripped her shirt off, unfastened her jeans and thrown her to the ground. Pinning her down with one knee in the middle of her belly, he reached out to unlace her boots. He undressed her with almost contemptuous ease, paying no attention to her screams of rage or to her ineffectual efforts at escaping his grasp.
"Well, just look at what I uncovered!" He said, eyeing her superb little body with evident relish. "Man what a lively one I've got here!"
"Here, why don't you prick-tame her?" Tom suggested. "You know, like we did with that little Mexican bitch down in Saltillo?"
"Yeah, that's a good idea," Dave agreed. "Okay, you and Felix tie up the rest of them and then we'll start to work on this wild-assed little bitch!"
Kim would have fled at that moment had it not been for the sinister automatic in Tom's right hand. Not daring to test his marksmanship and not at all doubting his willingness to use the weapon, she submitted glumly when Felix came over to her and fastened a length of cord around her hands, tying them behind her back. He and Tom bound all three girls securely and then looped additional lengths of the stout cord around their ankles, making it impossible for them to walk. When they finished their work, Kim lay between Sandy and Peggy, all of them equally disconsolate at the ease with which they had been over come. Dave, who had been keeping his knee firmly planted on Alison's belly, now laughed heartily at their discomfiture.
"Just keep a close watch," he told them, "and that way you'll get an idea what's in store for the rest of you!"
Tom and Felix wrapped lengths of bandana around Alison's wrists, forming a kind of bandage that would hold her securely yet would not impair her circulation, as a cord might do. They then attached a piece of rope to the bandages and stretched them out in order to wrap them around the firmly planted uprights forming the front of the lean-to. When they finished their work, Alison's arms were stretched out full length and she was tied between the stout posts. Her feet remained free but that did her little good, considering the fact that her arms were useless. Naked and defenseless, she lay prostrate before Dave, who looked down at her and gloated openly.
"Looks to me like I could do just about whatever I pleased," he said. "How about that, little hot box? You ever have a black dick? Maybe it'll be the first time for you, huh? Yeah, maybe you been wondering what it's like, having a big, black pecker shoved up that sweet little cunt of yours! Or maybe right down your throat, huh? Or up your ass? Yeah, I just might give it to you any old way!"
Kim's heart turned to cold, hard marble upon hearing the man's words. She had no difficulty in believing that he could easily carry through with all of those threats, any one of which was enough to make her flesh crawl with apprehension. Even though Alison had openly stated her broad sexual experience and her love of sexual variety, this wanton, brazen attack was too much.
"You shit-faced bastard, that's probably the only way you can get it up!" Alison stormed. "You're probably the kind that's got to have a girl tied up before you can get your cock hard enough to fuck!"
Dave merely laughed. He opened up the front of his shirt and peeled it off, revealing a pair of shoulders and a torso padded with thick layers of muscle. He looked to be in superb physical condition and was in every sense a remarkable specimen of masculine development. Even Kim, revolted though she was by his intentions, felt her body crawl with admiring flashes of hunger when she saw the sun glinting off his smooth, dark brown skin. He unlaced his boots with ease, kicked them off and then stepped out of his trousers. When he straightened up to cast them aside, Kim's eyes nearly popped from their sockets.
Dave s cock was even bigger than she had expected. Uncircumcised and of the same dark brown hue as the rest of his body, the big tool hung straight down from the base of his belly. It stretched out for a good five or six inches, she guessed, and it appeared to be at least as thick as two and more likely three of her fingers. Her mind immediately fished back on Larry's cock and she realized that she had seem it in an erect condition. If Dave's prick enlarged when it became hard, as she knew it would, then it would probably dwarf Larry's tool. She wanted to cry out with anguish for poor Alison, who would have to endure having that monstrous fucking implement shoved into her cunt and-at that moment she remembered the rest of Dave's lewd threat. What, she asked herself, if he really tried shoving that brutal spear into the girl's mouth? Or worse, into her asshole? Kim had no doubt that Alison would be either choked to death or ruptured, since she could not conceive of the big tool entering either her mouth or anus without wreaking a terrible havoc.
"Jesus!" Peggy whispered. "Is he ever hung!"
Alison, curiously, showed no fright when she glimpsed the immensity of the prick which was to be used on her. She continued to revile Dave, r naturally, but she gave no indication that she feared the damaging effects of his cock. Dave paid her no attention and quietly wait for Tom and Felix to undress. They soon had themselves stripped down to the buff and the girls could see that they too were superbly equipped for fucking. Neither man had an erection but the size of their limp pricks promised that any girl receiving their attention would find it a memorable, if not trying, experience.
"All of us at once?" Felix asked, looking to Dave for instructions.
"All at once! ' Dave confirmed.
Felix immediately squatted over Alison's belly and then seated himself there. He began touching the tip of his cock to her nipples, a tactic which Kim found exciting enough to watch, but then he changed his mind. He hopped off her torso and stretched out at her side, so as to bring his lips to bear upon her breasts. Tom lay down on her other side and staked out one breast for himself. Each man also stroked her belly and flanks with his fingertips. Dave, meanwhile, had knelt at her feet and grasped her ankles in his powerful hands, forcing her knees apart with ease. He crawled forward and then released her ankles. His hips kept her legs from closing and he batted her legs down when she tried to raise them high enough to kick him in the face. Since her thighs were necessarily spread wide to accommodate his torso, he found it easy enough to reach down with a hand and touch the naked, open lips of her pussy.
"Oh, you fucking bastards!" Alison fumed. "A bunch of freaks, all of you! You've got to have a woman tied down before you could ever get a piece!"
"Shit, we'll have you so fucking hot for cock in fifteen minutes that you won't know which end is up!" Dave told her. "Yeah, after a while we'll turn your arms loose and you won't do a thing but wrap them around my ass so you can get my cock further down your throat!"
"My God, they're going to do it!" Sandy breathed, looking over at Kim and Peggy with alarm. "They aren't just going to rape her, they're going to work on her till she's hot for them!"
"They must be out of their minds!" Kim muttered. "She'd never go for a bunch of animals like that!"
"I don't know about that," Peggy said, shaking her head in disbelief. "I know Alison pretty well and she is a hot-assed little piece. If they work it just right, play her along and get her worked up slowly, she might forget all about the shit that s going down and get it in her head to fuck them all!"
"Well, if she does, then she's going to get a real workout for that pussy of hers," Sandy vowed. "Those guys are nothing but hung!" They lapsed into silence, having found that giving voice to their fears and observations made them even more apprehensive. Kim tried to look away from the degrading scene being acted out in front of her but she found it impossible to do so. The sight of three naked men-and, much as she might despise them, she had to admit that they were all attractive, each in his own way-enjoying the complete freedom of Alison's firm, finely shaped body was far too exciting for her to look away.
Dave had stroked Alison's pussy lightly, displaying a surprisingly tender touch for one so powerful and committed to raping his victim. He had merely brushed the back of one muscular finger over the lips of her pussy and had then rested it against her woman-flesh, making no effort at stimulating her in a more forceful fashion. As it happened, that surprisingly mild tactic proved to be the best of all. Once Alison responded to the tender, careful way in which Tom and Felix nuzzled and licked at her nipples, a task which they performed with admirable skill, she had only to move her hips slightly and her pussy nudged more firmly against Dave's waiting finger.
He knew exactly what he was doing and he was in no mood to hurry his work. Perfectly confident that his efforts and those of his friends would have their inevitable effect, he waited patiently. Alison, for her part, continued to struggle long after she knew that the game was lost. This was due simply to her defiant, rebellious nature, which prompted her to balk at any kind of force. There were limits to even her defiance, however, and the men had chosen the most telling way of all in which to breach those limits.
Alison had a supremely passionate nature and in face, had once seriously considered seeking psychiatric treatment for what she had suspected might be a case of nymphomania. Upon learning that nymphomaniacs rarely if ever enjoyed the sexual acts in which they engaged so freely and promiscuously, she at once decided that she did not qualify. She emphatically enjoyed fucking and sucking. Her only problem, if it could be called that, was that she wanted to devote more time than was really practicable to her favorite pursuit.
She was thus very poorly equipped to withstand the myriad forms of sexual stimulation which were being applied to her youthfully shaped body. Even though her breasts were quite small, they were exquisitely sensitive and of course, responded powerfully to the caresses being lavished upon them. She found it disconcerting, but erotically arousing in the extreme, to feel two men mouthing her breasts at the same time, especially since they proceeded about the same task in such marvelously different ways. Tom gave her nipple light, flicking touches with his tongue, alternating those with exciting little kisses to the areole surrounding the scarlet nipple, while Felix attacked more directly, sucking her nipple into his mouth and almost crushing it between his teeth. Alison, stung to the core, groaned in despair and surged upward, pressing her loins against Dave's waiting hand.
"Ohhhh, God," she wailed, writhing about in sensual anguish. "You're making me want it! Unngghhh! You're making me want to fuck!"
CHAPTER FIVE
"Yeah, I figured it wouldn't take all day to get you in the mood," Dave said, chuckling at Alison's admission of defeat. "Anybody with a great looking twat like yours, has got to be made for fucking!"
Even though she had given voice to her innermost desires, Alison continued to struggle for a few minutes longer. She hated giving in to the imperious demands of her utterly sensuous nature, yet there was nothing else to do. Her cunt already burned with a steady, slowing heat that promised to become even more consuming unless she felt the comforting fullness of a prick being shoved up that tenderly aching tunnel. Her resistance became noticeably weaker, though, and before long she gave up every pretense of fighting back at them.
Dave was not yet satisfied with the degree of surrender she had manifested. His prick still hung limply from his loins and was of no use to anyone in its present condition. He motioned for Felix and Tom to move aside, which they did, and then he crawled up Alison's body until his cock dangled directly over her wet, passion-swollen lips.
"Here, put some head on this joint of mine," he said reaching down to peel back his cock's foreskin. "Suck me up to a hard and then we'll see about getting it up that sweet little cunt of yours!"
Kim gasped indignantly at that request, which struck her as the height of degradation and cruelty. She temporarily forgot Alison's self-confessed fondness for fellating men and surrendered to a momentary burst of outrage and indignation. She tried to struggle to her feet but failed, being unable to gain enough leverage to propel herself into an upright position. Ignominiously falling back to the ground, she vented her rage and frustration in a cry of pure hate.
"I hope she bites it off!"' The girl screamed. "Nobody in their right mind would ever take that awful thing of yours into their mouth!" Dave slowly turned and fixed a piercing, terrifying gaze on her. He stared hard for a moment or two and then smiled gently, almost tenderly.
"I don't know but what you just might have volunteered yourself to be number two on my sucking list," he told her, his voice ominously soft. "You look a little young to be into this game but I'll tell you this: "fore you get out of these hills, you might know a hell of a lot more about it! Don't make no difference to me if nobody ever shot a load off in them chops of yours. I'd just as soon be the first as the last!" The quiet, calm confidence with which he delivered that threat carried enough conviction to make Kim believe that she had made a very serious error. At once she thought of having that black, gigantic cock shoved into her mouth, of having to suck him until his balls exploded in a frenzied geyser of foaming lust. The mere thought sent shivers of stark terror pulsing over her body. She lapsed back into a state of frightened silence, shaken by the preview of horror she had suddenly seen.
"Don't push your luck," Sandy told her. "These dudes act like they'd do whatever came into their minds!"
"Yeah, be cool," Peggy advised. "Just don't push them, huh? Christ, there's no telling what they might do!"
Alison had squinted up at Dave's prick, wanting to take it into her mouth and knowing that she would eventually do so, though another part of her mind fought desperately against giving in to the sensual impulse. He had stripped the foreskin back completely, exposing all the head, and the sight was one that struck hard at her most responsive emotions. As if his cock were not large enough, the head was an especially magnificent specimen of its kind. Broad-rimmed and flushed dark with the beginnings of passion, the head swelled out well beyond the dimensions of the thick shaft behind it, making his prick somewhat resemble a dark, very thick mushroom. The head of that organ, in fact, was almost exactly Alison's ideal and she could not help responding to the beauty of it.
Finally she surrendered entirely and stretched her head up to bring her lips to bear upon the soft, spongy tip of his cock. Her eyes closed tenderly as she kissed the satin-smooth surface of the organ's head, her nostrils dilating strongly. Dave held himself in place, not moving at all, and watched her closely. When he read the signs of surrender on her face and sensed that she was going to give in to his will, he smiled tenderly.
"That's the way," he murmured in a soft, surprisingly friendly voice. "Just give in and do what comes natural, honey. There ain't no way in the world that a hot-cunted chick like you ain't gonna pick up on this meat of mine!"
When Alison capitulated, she did so with a rush, leaving not a shred of her earlier resistance to be seen. It seemed that the first touch of Dave's cock set off a chain reaction of lusty response within her young body. After that initial contact between her lips and his cock, she opened her mouth wide and engulfed the thick tool with her lips. Her tongue curled lovingly around the big, warm shape and enclosed it in a tight, wet grip that left no doubt about her essential fondness for the act.
"Ohhhh, yeah!" Dave grunted, impressed by the ferocity of her quick response. "Mmmm, that's getting after it! Eating dick, is what I'm talking about! Yeah, suck it on up, momma, get it hard and stiff! Yeah, I'm gonna fuck that hot little mouth of yours for a while and then I'll start working on your cunt! I'll ram this cunt-splitter of mine right up your hole, baby, all the way up to the balls! And if you shake that tight little ass of yours good enough, I just might shoot a wad of come up your cunt that'll blow the top of your head off!"
He judged that Alison might respond strongly to vulgarly stated intentions and his shrewd guess proved to be entirely correct. She had always been especially fond of sex talk, the "dirtier" and "naughtier" the better, when she was arousing herself and her partner and her blood rushed through her veins at a vastly accelerated pace. Dave continued to describe the acts he had planned for her, dwelling on the most intimate aspects with loving, lubricious detail and Alison sucked harder at his cock. When she detected a hint of life in the big tool, a beginning of the erection she sought to create in him, her lips and tongue worked all the harder.
She began wishing that he would release her hands, simply in order for her to devote herself to her task more completely. She loved to fondle a man's cock and suck it at the same time, or perhaps to jack him off while she kissed and sucked at his balls, a tactic which almost every male of her acquaintance had found maddeningly effective. She loved having a man's balls in her mouth, knowing that she was holding the source of all life between her Ups, and she rarely passed up a chance of bestowing that telling caress upon her partners.
Dave happened to have a fondness for that kind of play too and after she had sucked his prick to a semi-tumescent condition he pulled it away from her. Moving down her body, he began touching the swollen head of his prick to her nipples once more and at the same time motioned for Tom and Felix to offer her their cocks. They had been kneeling at her side, but not touching her, while she had devoured Dave's prong and were thoroughly ready to let her taste their meat. Felix, in fact, had already developed an erection, one of astounding proportions when one considered his slight build. His cock was longer than either Tom's or Dave's, even longer than Larry's cock had been, and it was almost as thick as Dave's gargantuan cunt-plugger. He leaned over Alison's face and shoved the stiff, springy weapon down at her Ups. She accepted it hungrily and sucked with every bit as much vigor as she had shown in fel-lating Dave.
"Wow, they've really got her turned on!" Peggy whispered. "Poor thing, she doesn't even know what she's doing!"
The completeness of Alison's surrender proved to be a marvel for Kim, who could hardly believe what she was seeing. She had never before witnessed the power of sexual compulsion being demonstrated so directly or with such telling force. It was perfectly clear that nobody was forcing Alison to suck Felix's big, passion-stiffened prick. He had merely offered her the tool and she had blindly accepted it, eager to feel that warm, comforting fullness in her mouth. Dave, masturbating as he caressed her nipples with the head of his cock, soon had his own tool fully developed and it was an awesome thing to behold. To Kim, whose inexperienced eyes naturally magnified the dimensions of his love-club, the weapon appeared to be as big around as his forearm. She could see that it lacked the great length of Felix's proud lance but it more than compensated for its relative shortness by its great thickness.
"My God, he'll tear her cunt in two if he tries putting that thing in her!" She muttered beneath her breath. "He'll split her wide open!"
"No, he won't quite do that, I guess," Sandy replied, "but before he gets through with her she'll know that she's had a prick up her, I'll bet!"
Kim, of course, remembered Dave's statement to her and he could draw little solace from her friend's remark. Alison, she remembered, was accustomed to fucking and if she survived the penetration by that mammoth bludgeon it would only be because of her greater experience. But what, she asked herself, about her own tender, virginal cunt? She had always been acutely conscious of having even a finger inserted into her sensitive cavity and, having recently tried putting two fingers into her cunt she knew only too well the sense of fullness which that had given her. And two of her fingers, she could see, would be as nothing when compared to the frightening girth of Dave's big prick!
Kim felt little apprehension about being fucked by a black man. Her high school, a fairly well integrated one in a well-to-do area of Houston, had included a number of blacks. She had become fairly good friends with several of them, though their friendship had not yet extended to dating.
She had heard rumors of the black man's exaggerated sexual prowess, of course, but she had discounted these on the grounds that none of the girls passing the rumors had firsthand knowledge of the subject. The sight of Dave's huge cock stirred her memory of those tales and she began wondering if perhaps they might be true. Certainly he looked insatiable and his prick made it quite clear that he would be a formidable partner indeed.
"Here, let's check out the condition of that meat," Dave said, moving off Alison's torso and kneeling between her thighs, which she spread willingly enough for him. "This turkey might be done enough to be fit for the table, who knows?"
He reached down and touched the tip of his right index finger to the lips of her pussy. Those tender slips of feminine skin were naturally highly inflamed with lusty arousal and she responded violently to his delicate touch, whipping her tongue around the head of Felix's hard prick with special vigor. He grinned and pushed his cock further into her mouth, driving it inward until the head brushed against the back of her throat. Alison squirmed around, trying to get herself into a position which would allow her to take every inch of his long, thick, lust-stiffened cock. She had already discovered how to throw her head back and relax her throat muscles enough to allow a male to thrust every inch of his prick into her mouth, a tactic which gave her a special feeling of accomplishment. She could not complete the maneuver, however, and had to be content with taking only a portion of his organ. Even so, she sucked him with enough enthusiasm to excite his deepest admiration.
"Oh, man, does she ever know how to give head!" Felix exclaimed as he rocked back and forth, fucking into her mouth. "She's a demon for sucking!"
"Yeah, and I think she'll be just as good for fucking, once I get her warmed up right," Dave replied. "You just be careful there, Felix, and don't go shooting your load off too quick. This little honey, she's gonna have to wait a while before she gets to feel our balls going off!"
Alison felt a sinking sensation in her heart when she heard Dave's words. She was already fiercely excited, so much so that she had almost climaxed when he had touched her hot, lustfully aroused pussy, and now she learned that she was going to have to delay her satisfaction! She knew that she would have to feel a prick, preferably a long, thick one, sliding into her cunt and penetrating to the innermost regions before she would find the total release she wanted so desperately. She would also have to feel that marvelous, indescribable sensation of a man's cock going off in her cunt, pulsing heavily and jetting out those marvelous spurts of hot, thick sperm, before she would feel at ease within.
Now it appeared that they were deliberately going to delay the administration of that life-giving stroke, to make her endure the tightness, the anxiety, for even longer. Her nipples were already so clotted with passion that they ached in a dull, pounding way and her cunt felt as though it had been tied in knots and stretched almost to the breaking point. Her breath whistled through her nostrils and her cheeks had flushed a bright shade of red. She squirmed about shamelessly, bobbing her loins up and down, and gave every indication of being in the grip of a momentous, powerful passion.
"Ohh, fuck me!" She whimpered when Felix, fearing that he might not be able to withstand much more of her mouth's delicious stimulation, pulled his prick away from her lips. "Omigod, I'm dying inside! I need it, I need to get off! Mmm, I'm dying to feel a cock going up my cunt! It's killing me, it's really wrecking me! Ooooh, do it to me, let me feel it going in!"
"Shit, you ain't nowhere near ready to get yourself fucked!" Dave snorted. "I think maybe, I'll just finger-diddle you a while, just enough to make sure that you're really turned on! Maybe after you come on my finger a time or two, then that hot little hole of yours will be ready for some man-sized meat!"
Alison gasped in dismay when she heard that terrible prescription. She would find a temporary but all too short release, if he were to bring her off with his finger, but she knew from her own past experience, that such a climax would merely intensify the hungers she felt gnawing away deep inside her cunt. She had always found that being fingerfucked or sucked merely strengthened her desire for deep penetration, exactly the thing she most wanted at that very minute. Groaning with despair, she pleaded with him to mount her and sheathe his bulging prick in her cunt. Of course, he paid no attention whatever to those heartfelt requests.
"No way, baby," he told her, again running the tip of his finger over the hot, love-slick lips of her pussy and gradually working it between them. "I just can't see it, not yet. We'll try it my way, huh? Ol' Dave, he knows best, and you better believe it!"
"God, I'm dying for it!" Alison wailed. "Man, I'm hurting all over! I never wanted it so bad, not ever!"
"Okay, here," he said. "Get off on this!" With that he thrust the tip of his finger into the mouth of her cunt and rubbed it around the exquisitely tight little opening. His touch was firm rather than brutal, but it attacked some of the most sensitive areas of her entire body. Alison's vagina, fully supplied with nerve endings, reverberated with spasms of lustful delight as she felt herself being -rimmed. After working his finger about that wet, slippery opening for a moment, Dave then moved his finger upward and caressed her stiff, aching clitoris.
"Agghhh!" The girl screamed, and it seemed as though the cry had been tom from her bowels. She lurched upward, gripping him with her knees, and fucked herself against his finger with passion ate intensity. Dave held his hand quite still and allowed the girl to fuck herself against his finger, moving her clitoris up against it or away from it exactly as she chose. "Unngghhhh! Ohhh!"
A powerful burst of orgasmic pleasure flowered at the opening of her cunt and spread outward from her throbbing clitoris. It was not a deep climax, the sort she most desperately wanted, but it provided her with a modicum of sexual release. Shuddering and grunting with intense concentration, she continued to hump her loins against his hand until she had temporarily exhausted her store-house of sexual feeling.
"Yeah, that's the way," Dave congratulated her. "You really know how to grind that little ass, don't you? I bet you'll set all kinds of records once I get my cock to boring into that cunt of yours!"
"Give it to me!" She hissed, her dark eyes dancing and alive with new energy. "Ohhh, give it to me! Let me feel it going in!"
"No, not for a while," he answered. "I'm going to keep you on the hook for a while longer yet. But when I finally get ready to let you have it, you'll be ready to let it all hang out and you'll feel my cock like you never felt a cock before!"
"Just turn me loose," Alison muttered. "Let me get my hands loose and I'll show you what I can do! I'll work on you till you can't put me off anymore! Ohhh, I'll love that big prick of yours and those balls till you'll be so fucking hot and horny you'll be glad to get it in me!"
"You know, I think maybe you could," he said, grinning. "But here's a little something else I want to try first. Let's see how this goes and later on maybe, then we'll see about turning you loose and letting you do your number for real."
With that he reached down and forced the head of his prick down against the lips of her pussy. Her thighs, still spread wide, afforded him easy access to that tenderly inflamed slit, though he barely took advantage of his opportunity. Instead of forcing all his prick into her cunt at once, as Kim had supposed he might do, he displayed a surprising restraint and only caressed the lips of her pussy with the head of his prick. He nosed the thick, flaring tip up and down that fragrantly moistened slit, working it back and forth, and only gradually pressed it down into the mouth of her cunt. Even then, however, he did not attempt a full penetration. He preferred to keep the head of his cock placed in close, intimate contact with the opening into her cunt, fitting the two organs together exactly as a ball and socket might conjoin.
Even Kim, innocent that she was, could see what Dave was doing. She understood that he was merely teasing the girl, giving her a chance to feel his cock standing at the very portals of her cunt but clearly having no intention whatever at pushing the big, thick tool further into her body as she so fervently desired. For a girl who wanted to feel a man's meat piercing her flesh and sliding deep inside, as Alison so evidently desired, this form of teasing could only be described as the purest kind of physical torture. Alison's whimpering, lust-crazed response amply testified to the correctness of Kim's guess.
"Ohhhh, it's killing me!" The tethered girl whimpered. "Ohhh, I want it so! Shove it in, damn you, let me feel it going in! Unngghh! You're making me want it more than ever! Agh! Ooohhhh!"
Even though she was being used in a most obvious way, Alison's highly responsive body could not help answering the suggestive hints afforded by Dave's strategically placed prick. Her senses thrilled and heated to a feverish pitch as he continued to hold his cock in place against the mouth of her cunt. He made her desire even stronger by touching her swollen, lust-hardened clitoris lightly. Within a very short time, a powerful shudder of orgasmic frenzy pulsed through her body and she threw back her head in abandon as her loins churned out yet another burst of orgiastic thunder.
"AAnngghh-owwww!" She wailed, gripping him tightly with her legs and attempting to pull him closer to her cunt. "Ohhh, fuck me, fuck me! Get me off, I want to feel it going all the way in! Ohhhh, I want to fuck!"
CHAPTER SIX
Alison's desperate pleas did not result in her being granted the favor she craved most, though the fervency of that request persuaded Dave to release her hands. She sat up on the blanket they had spread beneath her, wincing as her passionately heated pussy brushed against the rough wool. She looked up at Dave tearfully and fastened her gaze upon the formidable length of prick bulging out from his loins.
"Okay, now you got your hands free," he told her as he stretched out on the blanket beside her. "Now let's see what kind of head you can give! Crawl up here, girl, and feed me a little of that pussy of yours! We'll try us a little round of sixty-nine and see if maybe that don't put an extra little fire in that cunt of yours!"
Kim's heart thudded heavily when she saw the alacrity with which Alison hurried to carry out his suggestion. As it happened, Dave had taken a position with his feet directly toward her and thus she had an excellent vantage point from which to view the girl's abandoned work. Alison muttered something incoherent and scrambled onto his thick, muscular body, reversing herself to bisect his head with her thighs. At the same time, she seized the immensely thick shaft of his cock and guided the broad-rimmed head up into her mouth.
There was certainly nothing timid or faint hearted about the way in which Alison attacked his prick. Kim caught the look of fierce, unrelenting hunger on the girl's face and she noted the intense, dedicated way in which Alison began devouring that broad length of man-muscle. Alison forced her mouth far down upon the broad, brown shaft, fondling it with her fingers at the same time, and took a surprising amount of it into her lips. Its stupendous girth proved to be too much for her throat, however, and she could not manage to swallow every inch of the brutally shaped tool.
Kim, who had never before witnessed a cock being sucked at such close range or in such intimate detail now, had a chance to see an excellent performance of that exciting act. Alison, thoroughly skilled and very much in favor of that kind of lovemaking, pulled out all the stops in her effort at getting Dave hot enough to shove his prick into her cunt. After mouthing him briefly, she pulled away and began running her fists up and down the saliva-lubricated shaft, masturbating him in a masterful fashion that inevitably reminded Kim of the way Larry Payton had jacked himself off. She bent down to honor his balls with her lips and sucked the big, semen-laden eggs up into her mouth one by one, then together. She brought her mouth back to his cock and began sucking it once more, paying special attention to the big head and the super-sensitive rim separating the spongy tip from the rigid shaft.
As she was sucking him, Dave improved the act by running the tip of his hot tongue over the flaring, love-moistened lips of her pussy. He licked her delicately, again displaying that surprisingly light touch, and her passionately aroused body soon began to hum and vibrate once more with the premonitions of orgiastic madness. Her sucking abandoned and skilled though it was, did not succeed in stirring him to any greater heights of passion. She did not know it, but Dave happened to be favored with an exceptional degree of self-control, a trait which had earned him a deserved, if awesome, reputation almost everywhere he went. He prided himself on the fact that no woman had ever managed to get him to give up his sperm before he was ready to do so and Alison, passionate and eager though she was, proved to be no exception. If anything, her abandoned attempts to suck him off proved to reinforce Dave's hold over her, because she became even more aroused through having his cock in her mouth.
She felt her body tingling with sensual hungers as she ran her tongue over that big, rock-hard tool, an act of the utmost sensuality, and the feel of his balls in her hands only reminded her all the more vividly of the pleasure she would feel when finally he released his store-house of hot, thick sperm. Dave's artful tongue of her pussy, of course, gave another and powerful boost to her fiery lusts and sensual arousal. Dave knew this, naturally, and sensing that she might be on the point of yet another climax, began tongue-fucking her in an especially suggestive manner.
After stimulating her stiff, throbbing clitoris for a moment, he forced the tip of his tongue further back the canal leading from that supremely sensitive organ to the mouth of her cunt. He worked his tongue into that delicate, passionately warmed opening, then swirled it about the rim in a way that sent Alison's lusts soaring upward like a rocket. After jabbing his tongue into the mouth of her cunt a couple of times, he transferred it to that marvelously tender strip of skin between her cunt and asshole, where he licked her with telling effect. When she had begun writhing and twisting about, unable to keep her hips from adding their part to the magical effects of his tongue, he then brought the tip of his tongue over her asshole.
Rimming her, proved to be the final blow. Alison grunted sharply when she felt his tongue glide over the taut rim of her asshole and then pierce that highly sensitive opening. Only one of her previous lovers had been bold enough to give her that caress but she remembered it well, since he had done so just at the moment when her loins were seething with ripe sexual energy. So it was again and, lurching back against him with a cry like that of a wounded animal, she pressed herself against his face and began to come.
"Mmmmmm! Nnngggg!" She grunted, her words of delight being garbled by the mouthful of prick she then had. "Bbbb-lllggggg!"
Dave worked his tongue in and out of her frantically clutching anus for a moment and then redirected his attack to her cunt. He stiffened his tongue and thrust it into that exquisitely enlivened opening with all the power he could muster. The surprise of the fierce attack, together with the mind-bending deliciousness of the act itself, combined to assault Alison's senses from every side and to propel her headlong into a shuddering, writhing mass of orgiastic flesh. She kept her mouth on his cock and, wonder of wonders, did not bite down upon it, not even at the height of her ecstasy.
Kim's cheeks flushed a bright red when she saw her young friend writhing and squirming about atop Dave's powerful body, oblivious to everything but the crashing, devastating storm of orgasmic fury which whipped through her loins. Her breasts throbbed with excitement and her pussy ached with a deep, burning hunger like none she had ever known before. Had she been sufficiently alert and inclined, she could easily have brought herself off merely by pressing her legs together and squeezing firmly. That pressure alone would have exerted enough force against her lust-heated pussy to have brought her to a climax.
The girl was in no frame of mind to care about her own needs at that moment, however. All her attention was focused upon Alison and the terrible paroxysms that were ripping through her body. A look of the utmost physical agony spread over the girl's face as her climax mounted in intensity. When she pulled her mouth away from Dave's cock and threw her head far back, Kim formed the impression that he might be drawing the orgasmic pangs from the depths of her cunt by sheer physical force, so terrible were grimaces that distorted her face. She could see his big, powerful hands fastened over the girl's trembling buttocks, digging into the firm flesh, and she had no doubt as to what his lips and tongue were doing. Even though she had never felt a mouth against her own pussy-indeed she had hardly believed that anyone would complete so daring an act-Kim instinctively felt that such a caress would be immensely exciting.
"Ohhhhh, God, you're killing me!" Alison whimpered. Again she flinched visibly as Dave's thick tongue probed deep into her cunt and set off another chain reaction of lust reverberations. "Agghhh! You're sucking my cunt off! Your tongue's tearing me up! I can't stand it!"
She made no effort to escape the man's busy tongue, however, and Dave's tight grip ensured that any such effort would have been futile. She wriggled about furiously for a time, then gradually collapsed atop him with a long, gentle sigh of exhaustion. She rested her cheek on his stiff prick, which had stretched itself out along his belly, but she seemed not to realize it.
"Okay, maybe you're ready," Dave said after a moment or two. "I reckon that cunt of yours is about ready for a fucking now. So anytime you want to get it on, honey, you just twist around and have yourself a cuntful of it!"
He made no attempt to hurry her, since he knew that she would not be able to resist that lewd invitation for very long. It took Alison a moment or two in which to comprehend the fact that she could now utilize that massive prick in any fashion that she chose. Once that realization had seeped into her lust-befuddled mind, she acted with a speed that fully corroborated her earlier desire to have his prick thrust into her cunt.
Even though he had sucked a prodigious climax out of her loins only a few moments earlier, Alison recovered her equilibrium with record speed and quickly reversed her position atop him. She straddled his hips, bending forward slightly and resting her weight on her knees, as she reached down to spread the lips of her pussy with the fingers of her left hand. She seized his thick, stiff cock with her right hand and guided that incomparably smooth head up into the tautly stretched rim of her cunt.
Kim, still placed directly behind, now saw the awesome, heart-chilling disparity between the diminutive opening in the lips of Alison's tender pussy and the thick, mature bulk of Dave's prick. She wanted to cry out a warning to the girl, telling her not to attempt impaling herself upon that massive implement, but she could not get the words out of her throat. Watching in horror, she saw Alison's skilled fingers seat the head of that brutally large prick in the mouth of her cunt. The girl leaned backward slightly and lowered her hips at the same time. That movement was enough to force the head of that fiercely swollen shaft into her flesh, though she whimpered loudly as she felt her cunt being stretched to the utmost.
"Ohhhh, God!" The girl cried out, visibly quivering under the fearful impact of the thick tool. "Ugghhhh! It's so big! So fucking big! Mmm, it's filling me up, it's filling me all up with cock! Oooohh, I can feel it all over!"
"Shit, you ain't felt nothing yet!" Dave told her. "Just get that hot little ass of yours in gear, baby, and try to work it up and down that cock of mine. You work it just right and I might shoot a wad of come up your cunt that'll knock your eyes right out!"
Kim gulped but stared all the harder when she saw the incredibly thick shaft of Dave's cock forcing its way into the tiny opening nestled between the lips of Alison's pussy, though it would be more accurate to say that the reverse process was more nearly the case. Dave held himself perfectly still and allowed her to proceed at her own pace. Alison, fired by deep-seated hungers which gnawed at her cunt and womb with a steady, consuming rage, chose to impale herself upon his prick as soon and as thoroughly as possible.
She had not bargained for the extra thickness of Dave's prick, though, and quickly discovered that having her cunt's rim forced wide-far wider than she had ever known before-produced a flood of exquisitely satisfying emotions. She had taken no more than a couple of inches of the big, hot tool into her cunt when she felt her womb suddenly tighten in that unmistakable and irreversible prelude to orgiastic release.
"Annngghhh!" She cried, twitching her rump excitedly and throwing her head from side to side with frenzied delight when she recognized what was happening. "Ohhhhh, get it on! You're fucking another come out of me! Ahhhh, work it in, all the way in! Fuck it deep, all the way home! Fuck the come out of me!"
For once Dave allowed himself to be persuaded to forego the plan of sexual operations he had originally decided upon. Fie had intended fucking Alison through at least two climaxes before proceeding with his own orgasm, a tactic which would have made her hot little cunt all the more alive to the flooding bursts of hot sperm. This was not to be the case and it was a tribute to the resiliency of the girl's body that he changed his mind.
Feeling her cunt clasp his prick in a grip that was tighter than any he had ever known, he fought against surrendering for a few moments but then capitulated. He reached down to fold his big hands around the cheeks of her ass and cupped those small but firmly molded mounds in his big palms to steady her. Then he flexed his knees, dug his heels into the blanket underneath his body and began working his hips up and down, slowly at first but then with gradually increasing speed as his loins warmed to the delicious task.
Kim, perfectly placed to watch the interaction between his big prick and Alison's thick hot cunt, saw every detail of the ensuing fuck. Alison had bent forward, elevating her little rump and bringing her pussy into clear view. That seemingly youthful organ now encased at least half of Dave's mammoth cock and he seemed in deadly earnest about sheathing the remainder of the tool in her cunt. As Kim watched, spellbound and fascinated by the awesome sight, she noticed that Dave's inward thrusts forced the flesh surrounding the girl's cunt inward, just as his retractions of the big tool swayed that flesh outward. As he withdrew his cock, now glistening and bright with Alison's cunty oils, the lips of her pussy pulled outward and sprang into view. It seemed to Kim as though the lips had developed a life and mobility all their own and were adding their bit to holding that dark brown rod in a tight, lustfully exciting grasp.
"Ohhh, yeah!" Dave grunted, throwing himself into the girl's loins with greater abandon. "Baby, that little cunt was made to take my cock! Yeah, I'm gonna give you all of it, every bit of my meat! Mmmm, I never felt one no tighter than that one! I'll tell you that! And hot too, man it's like you had a fire going in that hole!"
"Unnngghhh!" Alison wailed as she felt his enormous cock spearing deeper into her cunt and spreading the inner walls into a tunnel that perfectly fitted every contour and undulation of his prick. "Omigod, you're fucking me to death! Mmmm, I can feel it all over! You're fucking my heart out!"
"You ain't seen no fucking yet," Dave muttered. "Wait'll I feel my come start up and then I'll really start driving nails! C'mon, baby, suck my cock off with that cunt! Make it slip'n slide, all up "n down my old prick! Jack me off with that cunt!"
Alison's hips were now weaving a pattern of abandoned lust above his loins as she sought to rub her tight, hot cunt over every part of his stiff cock. She whipped her ass from side to side, then from front to rear, and kept a steady up-and-down motion going at the same time, so that she was pressing her flesh down against his massive cock from every angle. Kim realized that Dave had described her dramatic work with uncanny precision. Alison was indeed caressing his cock with her cunt and using it in very much like the same way that Larry Payton's hand had stroked his prick while he was masturbating. She had never thought of fucking in that light before, but Dave's words now made it clear that the parallel was amazingly exact.
Alison unwittingly helped drive home the truth of that comparison by displaying an agility that, to Kim, was truly remarkable. Kim, innocent as she was, had supposed that a woman would be relatively immobile while being fucked and that the man would engage in virtually all the activity. She quickly discovered that this was not the case. Benefited by her position atop Dave, and thus freed to move in virtually any direction she chose, Alison utilized every bit of that freedom and in the process gave ample proof of her eagerness to have that huge prick buried deep in her tender little cunt.
She matched her movement's to Dave's with instinctive grace, holding herself relatively still when he chose to fuck his prick into her with greater speed and power, but taking over and supplying her own friction whenever he lapsed back into a quieter phase. Dave's grunts of encouragement showed clearly enough that he appreciated her uncanny skill in matching her motions to his and complementing his every initiative. As Kim was later to learn, the girl's movements were not just an effort at pleasing Dave. They also contributed mightily to Alison's own enjoyment of the act. The sensations imparted by his thick, broad-rimmed cock as it slipped back and forth in her exquisitely inflamed cunt were heady enough, but since they were only the harbinger of far more powerful sensations yet to be realized. Alison worked all the harder to bring the act to a culmination.
That conclusion arrived and did so with a violence that Kim could hardly believe. Once he had felt his balls tingle, giving off that warning signal of a coming explosion of lusty delight, he concentrated more intently on working his cock into the innermost recesses of the girl's cunt and he did that with a power which Kim found incredibly stirring. He sunk his big, dark fingers deeper into that tight, juicy opening with heartrending speed. He fucked so hard that the back-and-forth action of his prick churned Alison's cunty ointment into a rich, creamy froth that contrasted starkly with his own dark skin and the black, curly hair surrounding the Ups of the girl's pussy. Every stroke of that massive prick sank home with a furious violence that seemed to strike at Alison's heart. She groaned, whimpered, cried out, wailed and moaned, voicing her vast pleasure with every thudding stroke of that heavy, club-like weapon that whipped back and forth in her cunt. She continued to writhe and twist about, naturally, but there was little coherence or plan to her movements. She was fucking in a daze, a red, lusty mist of sexual excess that gave her no room for planning.
"Aurghh!" Dave roared, arching his loins upward and burying every inch of his cock in the girl's waiting cunt. Kim's heart skipped a couple of beats when she saw the huge tool disappear completely, sinking up to the very base. "Aww, get it on, girl! Work that thing! Unnghhh!"
He held himself against her for a moment and Kim saw his big balls, each larger than the largest egg she had ever seen, jerk noticeably in their dark, wrinkled bag. Her attention was drawn to a thick vein that appeared at the base of that broad shaft and ran along its length. She saw that vein pulse with a sudden, angry quickness, a sign of the utmost vitality, and then he withdrew his cock until only the head remained lodged within the mouth of Alison's cunt. The girl's hips swung about, making her cunt's rim swirl and twist around that big, dark bulb, and again the thick vein pulsed mightily.
"Agghhhh!" Alison screamed. "Omigod, you're shooting off! I can feel it shooting all over my cunt! Unngghhh! It's so hot, it's like steam! Oh, come, come! Shoot your nuts off and-aiieeeow!"
Kim now realized that the vein was actually a sort of conduit carrying the sperm from his balls up through his cock. Understanding that she was now witnessing the very height of emotion between the lasciviously coupled pair, she felt as though her heart was swelling up to double or triple its normal size. A strange force gripped her throat, almost choking her, and she felt a steadily growing pressure inside her skull, as though her blood were rushing to her brain and threatening to burst it apart. In some vague, incomprehensible way, she seemed to share in the vast, searing emotions being generated by those fiercely coupled bodies she was watching so closely.
Dave again rammed his big prick into Alison's cunt, slithering the broad shaft home with another furious thrust of his hips, and then he withdrew almost immediately. He fucked the girl at top speed for a moment or two, then again pulled almost all the way out and held himself very still. That prominent vein, which Kim could now see running almost the full length of his prick-it disappeared just below the tulip-shaped head, presumably angling toward the center and to the tiny slit in the tool's very tip-continued to pulse relentlessly. Alison's cries of joyous anguish had now tailed off into a series of muffled, incoherent mumbles.
"Ohhh, sweet fucking Jesus!" Peggy gasped. "What a fuck he's throwing into that cunt of hers!
I never saw anything like it!"
"He wasn't lying about it," Sandy added. Her voice, like Peggy's, was pitched low and had a tone of admiring wonder, as though she could not believe what she was witnessing. "He's really giving it to her!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Alison's frantic, driving thrusts slowly tapered off, leaving her limp and gasping atop Dave's big body. She was still impaled on his prick, which did not appear to have lost a bit of its rigidity or its enormous size, but Dave seemed to be satisfied for the moment. He even stroked her back, a gesture of tenderness which Kim found quite incomprehensible, considering the violence with which they had been throwing their loins at each other only moments before.
"God damn, that was an out of sight fuck!" Tom said. He and Felix had squatted beside the couple and had watched in admiring silence as Dave had guided the girl into the throes of a long, paralyzing climax. Their interest had been made all the sharper by that display of sexual virtuosity, however, and their big pricks still reared up lustily from their loins. "You 'bout ready to let us have a go at working her cunt over?"
"Shit, we just started going through this number!" Dave told them, not moving. He bore Alison's weight, probably no more than a hundred pounds, without trace of effort. "Me and this little girl, we got us a lot more fucking left to do! Grab one of them other chicks if you want some action, I don't care!"
Kim felt a chill of cold, fearful apprehension sweep over her body when she heard the casual, indifferent way in which Dave turned them over to the pair. It was not that she objected to either Tom or Felix. They were both good-looking men, of about Dave's age and displaying no obvious traits that would arouse any woman's repugnance. What Kim objected to was the easy, careless way in which Dave consigned them to the dubious mercies of his companions. She did not care for being handed around like a piece of merchandise, especially one of no very great value, and she resented Dave's attitude.
At the same time, however, she could not help feeling a mighty lift when Tom and Felix made straight for Peggy and Sandy. The angry, stiff condition of their pricks made it abundantly clear that they were not seeking friendship and Kim felt glad that they had not chosen her as a vehicle for receiving their big pricks. She naturally felt sorry for Peggy and Sandy but she was human enough to be relieved that she was not to be included in the ensuing orgy.
Tom, a brawny, thick-shouldered man with long blond hair, went over to Sandy and knelt at her side. Felix, smaller and much thinner, aimed himself toward Peggy, who happened to be closest to Kim. The young girl therefore heard the exchange between the pair.
"How about it?" Felix asked, kneeling in front of her and looking directly into her eyes. "I'm hot to trot, baby, and I'd really like to make it with you. Those boobs, they really knock me out, and you've got a nice look about you anyway.
What do you say? Want to get it on with me?"
"What choice have I got?" Peggy demanded, though her tone's softness belied the belligerent attitude implicit in her question. "You're going to screw me whether I want it or not, right?"
"No, if it really turns you right off then I'll back out and I won't bother you," Felix told her. He glanced over at Kim, who shrank back from the smoldering intensity of his gaze. "I might move next door, though, and see what the kid here has to say about it!"
"Hey, don't get all pissed off!" Peggy said, betraying a trace of alarm. "I didn't say I didn't want it! I was just checking you out, see?"
"Yeah, I see," Felix replied, grinning. "Okay, suppose I untie your hands and feet. What'll you do then?"
"You'll have to try me and see," Peggy replied, giving him a coquettish look. "But I'll give you a clue. I won't try to run away!"
"No, I guess that wouldn't be too cool," Felix told her. "You're a long way from anywhere and unless you stopped to pick up some food and water, you just might not make it out of these mountains."
He moved around to her back and untied her wrists, then bent down to unfasten the cord around her ankles. Peggy rubbed her wrists for a moment or two, looking up at him with unabashed interest, and smiled. Then, after testing her circulation and finding it unimpaired, she rose to her feet and began unfastening the front of her work shirt. She smiled at Felix as she worked the buttons out of the buttonholes.
Kim, watching, felt a sinking sense of despair. That desolate feeling was further intensified when she looked over at Sandy and saw the girl lifting her face up to Tom, offering her mouth to his. They kissed and even though Sandy's wrists were still tied she managed to convey an impression of willingness and eagerness for his kiss.
Evidently both Peggy and Sandy had been so powerfully affected by the sight of Dave's big prick working in and out of Alison's tender young cunt that they were in a mood to set aside their objections to being raped. That, at least, was the only conclusion which Kim could draw. It was a reasonable one, she had to admit, because she herself had felt a powerful, heady sense of sexual hunger welling up inside her loins while watching Dave's massive cock work back and forth within Alison's hot, juicy cunt. Her first detailed sight of sexual activity had proved immensely arousing and she could easily see how either Peggy or Sandy might feel impelled to look upon the men's advances with something less than the scorn they deserved. What would she have done if Tom or Felix had approached her and given her the blunt, unequivocal choice of being raped or submitting to their sexual advances? Kim honestly could not answer that question and she was mature enough to admit the fact to herself.
Kim also had to recognize that Felix had blundered into a situation, improving his position through a sheer fluke, by praising Peggy's breasts. The girl happened to be extremely vain about her superbly developed breasts and his admiring remark had naturally softened any resistance she might have felt. Now, she shrugged out of her shirt and unfastened her bra. She tossed the filmy undergarment aside and proudly displayed her breasts while reaching up to unfasten the top of her jeans.
Large and surprisingly erect, considering their generous dimensions, Peggy's breasts had needle-sharp nipples and huge aureoles that covered almost half of each big, ivory-hued globe. Her nipples, almost maroon and obviously stiff with sexual desire, jutted out sharply and would have attracted the attention of virtually any man. Felix was not the man to ignore the very obvious attractions of the girl's breasts. Kim saw his prick nod and jerk sharply, a reflection of the approval he felt within, and her own pussy throbbed more firmly upon seeing that display of manly eagerness.
Felix's cock considerably exceeded Dave's tool, at least in length. Like Dave, he was uncircumcised. His foreskin completely enclosed the head of his prick, though it looked to be stretched drumhead tight, and drew down to a puckered ring of pink flesh. His balls, tight and big, dangled menacingly from the base of his prick and looked to be packed to the brim with hot, sticky sperm. He reached down to his cock, intending to peel the foreskin back while Peggy finished stripping off her jeans, but she stopped him with an extended hand.
"No, let me do it for you!" she whispered, her eyes bright and alert with lusty interest. "I love to skin a guy back! Just let me get these jeans off and I'll show you what prick-handling is all about!"
She quickly peeled off her jeans and hiking boots. Felix had produced a fresh blanket while watching her and now spread it on the grass, not four feet away from Kim. No one paid any attention to her but, bound hand and foot, she was no threat to any of them. Peggy was growing more excited by the minute and very obviously had no mind for anything except Felix's cock.
Sandy, as Kim decided after casting a quick glance in her direction, had not fared quite so well. Tom had positioned himself directly in front of her and offered her his cock. That broad, lust-hardened tool, almost as large as Felix's, had posed an irresistible temptation to the highly aroused girl. She had been kneeling when Tom had approached her and he had only to advance further in order to thrust his prick dangerously near her red lips. She considered it for a moment, clearly fascinated by its length and supremely excited condition, and then closed her eyes in a gesture of surrender. Opening her lips wide, she waited and Tom thrust the head of his prick directly into her mouth.
Kim happened to be looking at Sandy when she received his stiff cock and she felt a shudder of delight run through her own body at the sight of her friend's mouth closing over that lewd instrument of lust. Sandy's face assumed an almost beatific expression when she felt the broad, warm heft of Tom's prick settle against her tongue. She rolled her head about ecstatically and forced her lips further down the shaft of his cock.
"God, this is beautiful!" Peggy said as she took Felix's massive cock in her hands. "Mmm, so long and thick! I'm going to love taking this big thing!"
"I was hoping you'd want it," Felix told her. "Any way you want it, baby, you can have it. I dig it every which way!"
"Ahhh, I just love to feel one of these things in my hands," Peggy whispered. She fondled his prick lovingly and Kim noticed with a sinking feeling of apprehension that her fingers could not encircle the marvelously big tool. "God, I don't think I ever saw one this big!"
She grasped his prick just behind the head with her thumb and forefinger. That grip gave her enough leverage to roll back the foreskin, which she did in a slow, superlatively sensual way. Kim's clitoris gave an excited tingle of lusty joy when she saw the naked, darkly flushed head of his prick emerge from the retreating circle of foreskin. Her passionately sensual nature responded to that highly suggestive sight, naturally enough, and she became even more aware of the way her tender pussy was pressing against the crotch of her jeans.
"Hey, you want to make it standing up?"
Felix asked in surprise when Peggy made a sudden move and turned to face him, stuffing his cock between her long, trim thighs at the same time. "Yeah, that's no bad way to do it!"
"No, I wanted to feel it like this for a minute," she told him, "but I'd rather not fuck yet. Not unless you want to, I mean. I just like to fee! it resting there, up against my pussy! Mmm, total sex, that's what it is!"
Kim watched and felt her flesh growing hotter by the minute when she saw how neatly Felix's long, thick cock fitted between Peggy's legs. They were of almost the same height and thus his big, iron-hard rod easily made the sensual connection without problem. Peggy spread her legs slightly and reached out to place her hands on Felix's naked hips. She urged him toward her loins, accentuating the invitation with a twist of her ass that was lewdness incarnate. Kim did not need a blueprint drawing to understand that his cock, big and hard with lusty fevers, was now rubbing directly against the lips of her friend's pussy. She had enough imagination to divine the exquisitely erotic sensation which that broad, hot weapon was delivering to Peggy's receptive loins.
"Oh, yeah, just work it back and forth like that!" Peggy breathed. "Mmmm, there's nothing like a prick up close against a girl's box to make her hot!"
"Wow! I can feel the heat coming out of you!" Felix muttered. "Yeah, it's scorching my prick!"
"Ahhh, that's so good!" Peggy murmured. Her hips were gyrating steadily now and an expression of the utmost pleasure spread over her face. "Yes, it's making me want to fuck and suck and do all those good things!"
With that she released her hold on Felix's hips and stepped back. Kim's eyes were naturally drawn to Felix's cock, especially since Peggy herself emphasized that organ by dropping to her knees at once and taking it in her hands. Her unusual form of stimulating him had resulted in her pussy's hot, moist effusion being imparted to the thick, bulky weapon so that it now glistened wetly in the bright sunlight. Kim's heart thudded madly when she saw the wet condition of the manly tool. Her excitement mounted even higher as she understood what Peggy intended.
Though the notion would earlier have been unfathomable to her, Kim could now see that a man's prick would indeed be a much more toothsome object once it had been wetted with the sensual ointment that flowed from the depths of her hot cunt. She was no stranger to the taste of her own sexual lubricant, having tasted of her fingers after fingerfucking herself into a state of abandoned joy, and she knew that the taste would enhance the sexuality of any prick. Certainly Peggy found it so and she began devouring his cock with an intensity which could not have been feigned.
Seeing that both Peggy and Sandy had now assumed almost the same position-kneeling, each with her mouth stuffed full of hard, hot cock Kim turned her attention back to Dave and Alison. She saw that Alison had now regained most of her composure and was sitting upright on his thick, muscular loins. As she watched, amazed at the girl's resilience, she saw Alison begin turning completely about on his body. The girl completed the move without dislodging his prick from her cunt, a feat which Kim thought especially noteworthy.
"Mmm, it feels so good, moving around inside me like that!" Alison said. She gave no indication whatever that she had been maimed or even inconvenienced by the massive dimensions of Dave's cock, though Kim had been certain that she would be prostrate for at least a week. "God, I didn't know they made guys so fucking big!"
Alison completed her shift of position and ended up facing Dave's feet, a change that also brought her face to face with Kim. Looking up, she saw the young, innocent girl looking at her with surprise. Alison grinned, a trifle shamefacedly, and shrugged her shoulders.
"He was going to stick it in me whatever I did," she said, giving Kim a half-apologetic look, "so I decided I might as well go along with him. And am I ever glad I did! Ohh, honey, he's such a beautiful fuck! I felt his come shooting all over my cunt and it was the wildest thing in the world! Nobody ever made me come like he did, nobody in the whole world!"
"Wh-wh-what are you going to do now?" Kim asked. She had supposed that the violently rending climax would have satiated her friend's appetites for a time and she could not understand why Alison remained atop Dave, just as she did not know why his prick still remained big and hard, despite the obvious climax he had had. "I mean, are you...?"
She could not finish her question. There was no need for her to do so, even if she could have found the words to express the inchoate mysteries swirling inside her head. Alison's normal delight in talking about sex was now reinforced by the feeling of post-orgasmic bliss that radiated throughout her body, as well as by the unspeakable joy of having Dave's cock planted deep in her young cunt, and she would not be denied the additional pleasure of telling Kim exactly what her lewdly inventive mind had concocted.
"I'm going to grind another come out of my cunt," Alison told her, "and then I'm going to pull up and let his jism run down all over his cock and balls! As soon as they're covered with that hot, sweet come he shot up my cunt, then I'm going to go down on him! Yeah, I'll lick every drop of that stuff off his prick! And if he decides he wants to shoot off another load, I'll just swallow every drop of it, straight from his cock!"
"That's the way to talk!" Dave muttered encouragingly. "You just go right ahead and have yourself a ball, honey. There ain't no telling what might not happen, once you start sucking on that cock of mine again!"
"Maybe I'll help things along a little with my finger," Alison said, and she touched the index finger of her right hand to her clitoris as she spoke. A smile of sensual pleasure swept over her face as the finger sent another fierce charge of sexual energy pulsing outward from the tender nub. "Oh, it'll be so good, so fucking, cocksucking good! Mmm, I love to eat a guy after he's given me a good fuck! His prick is so juicy! All that come, mixed up with my cunt juices, it's just a heavenly treat!"
Kim's lungs seemed to have been caught in the grasp of a giant fist and were being squeezed so tightly she could not breathe. Her temples throbbed with excitement as she listened to Alison's impassioned description of the act she intended and the pleasures attendant upon it. Her nipples burned against the front of her shirt with a dull, aching hurt that exceeded anything she had known before and her pussy, a livid scar by this time, burned steadily.
Alison was kneeling on Dave, holding her torso upright, and the pressure on her thighs kept her groin easily visible to Kim. She could see the thick shaft of Dave's prick pointing upward, two-thirds buried in her friend's cunt and splaying the lips of her pussy wide. Her clitoris, a stiff little finger of super-sensitive gristle, poked out from its hiding place at the apex of those lips and blatantly proclaimed its fierce arousal.
"Ooooh, it's just the most marvelous feeling in the world!" Alison moaned. Her finger played over the lips of her pussy, occasionally reaching up to flick her distorted clitoris, and she brought her free hand up to her right breast in order to give herself even greater stimulation. "God, he's just so big! It's the best ever, really! He's spreading me out so wide, filling me up so full of his cock! Mmmm, I can just feel it all the way up my cunt!"
Alison quickly demonstrated that one climax, no matter how fierce or prolonged, was not enough to satisfy her sensual demands. Using her hands freely on her own body and writhing about in order to make Dave's cock rub against the sensitive inner portions of her cunt, she quickly fucked and masturbated herself into another orgasm, one that ripped through her body with every bit as much power as the one before had demonstrated.
Her eyes rolled back into their sockets at the height of her quivering, sobbing ecstasy and a dazed, blank look spread over her face. She managed to remain upright atop Dave's body but even Kim could see that she was barely conscious. He aided her by throwing his prick up into her cunt, fucking her with short, jerky thrusts, and grasping her flanks to hold her in position. Soft, whimpering cries of sexual joy escaped from her lips and Kim could almost see the lips of her pussy throbbing with pleasure as she fucked herself through the orgasm.
"Oh, wow, it just goes on and on!" she whispered after a few moments had passed. "Mmm, I think I could fuck forever! And I would, too, except that there are some other things that are damned good, too!"
"Like eating dick?" Dave asked.
"Like eating dick!" she answered. "And that's just what I'm going to do, if I can ever bear to get my cunt away from that cock of yours! Oooh, I hate to get off you. I'd love to keep it in me forever!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Kim could easily see that Alison genuinely hated pulling her cunt away from Dave's cock, just as she had said. Personally, the young girl would have been only too glad to have relieved herself of the supposed burden of having that grotesquely huge thing in her own cunt but she could now see and believe that Alison conceived of his prick in a very different manner. Kim had to admit, though, that Alison had been right in at least one respect. The cuntal opening could be stretched to a surprising degree and, far from causing pain to the subject, that procedure was a supremely delicious one. But what about a virginal cunt, Kim asked herself? She well remembered Dave's threat to her, as well as the look of interest he had directed her way, and she strongly feared that he would want to test her innocent flesh with his broad-beamed weapon before too long. Such an act would be sheer torture, she knew, and she shuddered at the thought of being introduced to the sexual act by so plentifully endowed a man.
Alison lifted herself up onto a knee and a foot when she began pulling her flesh away from Dave. He lay quietly, allowing her all the initiative, and Kim found it impossible to look away from his cock. The huge rod emerged slowly and it bore a thick, creamy coating of a liquid which could only by the combined product of their boundless passion. Even Kim had to admit that his cock had an erotically appealing look, moistened as it was with such exotic ointments, and for a moment she could see herself touching her lips and tongue to a prick which had delivered so telling a series of blows to her own cunt. That thought lasted for only a moment, though, and was followed by a very different one. She winced with repugnance and promised herself that she would never become as sexually depraved as Alison.
Nevertheless, she found it vastly exciting to look at her friend's cunt as it slowly retreated from the base of Dave's prick. When Alison had cleared the big tool completely, she clenched her abdominal muscles and forced a huge blob of creamy sperm from the depths of her cunt. The viscous, sensual cream flowed easily from her pink-fleshed cunt-Kim could even see the corrugated inner surface of that organ for a moment, and a stirring sight it was-and dropped down onto the shaft of that massive love-probe.
Alison looked down at the uncovered treasure for a moment. An expression of the utmost sweetness came over her face, almost a reverent look, and she quickly got off his body to curl up beside him. Throwing her long black hair over her shoulders, she reached down with a fingertip to spread the blob of come over the entire length of his prick. Then she brought her mouth down to the shaft and began kissing it. At first she barely touched the thick tool with her lips but the taste and scent of fresh fucking proved to be so powerful an aphrodisiac as to impel her into a stronger display of lusty emotion. Her tongue darted forth, tentatively licked at the wet, glistening shaft and then she began devouring him with an obvious relish that even Kim could discern.
Moaning softly and working faster, she ran her lips over the length of that massive prong and then opened her mouth wide to engulf it totally. Kim gasped with shock as the head of Dave's cock disappeared into Alison's mouth. The sight of his juicy, stiff prick spearing into those lips brought home to her the fact that Alison had not exaggerated when she had proclaimed her desire to taste his meat when it was fresh from her cunt. The expression of delight which spread over her face, together with the soft, moaning sounds of delirious pleasure which emitted from her prick-filled mouth, reinforced the conclusion.
Kim looked over to her side, as though Peggy or Sandy might be able to give her some relief. She quickly saw that neither of her other friends was in a position to do anything of the sort. Peggy still knelt before Felix and had taken a prodigious quantity of his prick into her mouth. Kim guessed that the massive tool must be at least halfway down her throat. Sandy was in the process of getting her hands and feet untied but the half-crazed expression on her face and the adoring way in which she kept her eyes fastened on Tom's big cock made it perfectly clear that she was not concerned about anything but that fiercely swollen tool.
"Get it in me!" Sandy gasped when her hands and feet were released. She tore wildly at her clothing in her eagerness to ready herself for the sexual act and then fell back upon the grass, thighs spread wide and arms reaching out for Tom. "Ohh, get that big fucker up my cunt and let me feel it work!"
Dazed by the violent swirling of rampant sexuality in the air around her, Kim looked from couple to couple, seeing only evidence of the utmost lust. Far from being raped, her friends were enthusiastically joining in the debauchery. The eagerness with which they adapted to the lewd schemes of their captors depressed the girl, who thought that propriety demanded at least a token show of resistance. She knew nothing of the wild, rabid hungers which clawed at their cunts, however, or of their desperate desire to emulate Alison's triumphant feat of lascivious stimulation.
Upon kneeling between Sandy's uplifted thighs, Tom found that he had engaged himself with a veritable tornado of lust. She reached out impatiently to take his prick and guided it into the rim of her cunt with a quick, sure touch. No sooner had the naked, flaring head of his cock settled down against that moist, hot opening than she fitted her legs around him in a decisive gesture of domination. She locked her heels together behind the cheeks of his ass and pulled him down onto her breasts with eager hands, rotating her hips in a way that made the mouth of her cunt caress the head of his prick so that it sent tingles of sensual anticipation coursing over his body.
"Ohhh, get it in!" she panted hoarsely. "I never wanted to feel a prick any more, not ever! Work it in and let me feel it spreading my cunt out wide!"
Tom obliged her with perhaps more eagerness than she had bargained for. He pressed down against her loins and forced the head of his prick into the mouth of her cunt with a quick, hungry jerk of his hips that sent the broad-rimmed tool slicing deep into her cunt. His prick, which must have measured a good eight inches in length, buried at least half itself in her flesh on that first stroke and she screamed out, voicing her mixed anguish and delight at being so suddenly and thoroughly penetrated. Gathering him close with her hands, she hesitated only a moment before lurching up at him with her hips and further impaling herself on his cock. After forcing her cunt farther up that broad, unyielding shaft of hard, hot man-muscle, she dipped her hips downward, making her cunt slip down the rod, and then she threw her ass from one side to the other with a desperate urgency. Feeling the tightly gripping walls of her cunt grasp and squeeze at his prick from every angle, Tom was naturally inspired to match the vehemence of her display. Gathering himself into a compact mass of hard muscle, he bucked into her once more and pressed another couple of inches of his cock into her totally receptive cunt.
"Unngghh! Get it in!" she gurgled, ecstatic with pleasure at the way he was fucking her. "Omigod, I want it all, give me all of it! Drive it home, all the way in! Fuck my heart out and let me come all over your cock!"
Peggy, meanwhile, had succeeded in bringing Felix dangerously near the bursting point. He fidgeted nervously as he felt his passions gathering into a hard, quivering ball of anxiety deep in his loins. He wanted her to suck him off but he also wanted to sink his prick deep into her cunt and blast his load of come into the tenderest, most sensitive regions of that organ. Peggy resolved his dilemma for him by refusing to give up her possession of his cock. She kept her mouth firmly planted on the big tool and allowed her tongue to roam freely over its surface. Stimulating him with every artifice she had ever learned, using her hands as well to make his balls even hotter, she made it perfectly clear to him that she welcomed the chance of swallowing every drop of his sperm.
"All right, take it in your mouth!" he groaned pushing his hips even further forward and surrendering to the lustful impulses working within his loins. "Suck me off, suck it dry! Ugghh! Take it all, baby, take it and love it!"
Once he had made his decision-or, to put it more accurately, once he had given in to the decision Peggy was pushing on him-he wasted no further time in dilly-dallying. He reached down to fold his big hands around her cheeks and gather her up to his loins as he began pumping his sturdy prick in and out of her hot, lewd mouth. He fucked her lips with a full-blown urgency, quivering from head to foot, and then grunted out sharply.
"Agghh! I'm coming!" he gasped as he writhed about in evident sexual agony. "Unngghh, my balls are coming off! Take it, baby, take it all! Ooooh, I can feel you sucking the come right out of my balls!"
Kim could not see the come actually flowing into Peggy's mouth, of course, but she could see the frantic, stentorian pulsations of absolute sexual release which ran through Felix's cock. She could see his balls jumping about madly within their dark, dangling bag and she could also see Peggy's throat working furiously as she swallowed his thick load of come. A blissful, happy expression spread over the girl's face and Kim could easily see that the sensation of holding an exploding prick in her mouth gave her a vast sexual delight. Far from exhibiting any kind of repugnance at having to taste Felix's sperm and then swallow it, Peggy gave every indication of loving it.
Kim sank back in despair. She had now seen with her own eyes the awesome power of sexual arousal, since it had proved its effectiveness so well in the case of her three friends. Not one of the girls, she felt certain, had been favorably inclined toward the men when they had first been captured, yet now they were joining their captors in sexual acts of the utmost depravity. Moreover, they seemed to do so willingly. Not one of them had been coerced, once the initial barriers had been breached, and all of them seemed quite eager to continue their explorations in lustful stimulation.
Alison, for example, had by this time completely sucked Dave's mammoth cock clean. When Kim looked back at her, the girl was bending over his balls and running her pink tongue over the big bag, licking and sucking with total dedication. After a moment she put her mouth back over the head of that awesome tool and began sucking him in earnest. She masturbated him with one hand and worked the other down over his balls, then further down into the crack of his ass. Kim's eyes grew wider and rounder when she saw Alison deliberately work the tip of her left middle finger down to Dave's asshole and then begin fingerfucking him in the ass!
Dave appeared to find nothing unusual in Alison's depraved gesture. Rather, he muttered an approving sound and lifted his hips abruptly, sending his broad-shafted prick slithering into the girl's mouth even deeper. She held herself perfectly still as he slammed his big cock into her lips repeatedly. A soft, squishy sound emanated from her mouth and she worked her hands over his body faster than ever. The sight was one of total, unrelieved sexuality and Kim's poor cunt, tortured beyond all endurance, now reached a snapping point.
"Mmmm!" the girl moaned, writhing against the cords that held her hands and feet so securely. She could move hardly at all but the effort of straining against her bonds, together with the surfeit of visual stimulation, provided her overexcited body with just enough nervous energy to set off a spontaneous climax that took her by complete surprise. "Unngghh! Ahhh! Ooooh!" Short but extremely sharp, the sensual explosion rippled through her cunt with devastating force. Her eyes blurred and her head drummed with frantic excitement. Had she been able to do so, she would have clapped both hands to her heaving, throbbing pussy and turned the orgasm into one that would have been truly memorable. As it was, she could only sit there and endure the savage throbs of sexual frenzy as they tore through her cunt and spread over her loins.
"Aurrrgghh!" Sandy screamed, locking her legs even more tightly around Tom's hips and throwing herself at him with a fury that knew no bounds. "Ugghh! Fuck it up my cunt, damn you! I want to come some more! Ahhh, fuck the shit out of me, fuck me till I can't even move!"
"Now give it to me!" Peggy cried. She pulled away from Felix, licked her heavy, scarlet lips and fell onto her back before him, reaching down to splay the lips of her pussy and bare the cuntal opening for him. "Get on me and drive it home! Sink it right up to the balls, I don't care! Just let me feel your cock going up my cunt!"
Even though she had just sucked him off with at least as much effect as he had ever known, Felix felt a surge of masculine vigor pulse through his loins when he saw the delectable treat she held out for him and heard the pleading, frantic way in which she urged him to take the offering. His prick needed no stimulation. The big rod still retained its hardness and he was only too willing to use it in exactly the way she wanted. He spread himself over her and grinned when she reached down to take his cock in her hand, guiding it up to the portals of her hot, lathered cunt.
"Just hold it down there for me," he told her, "and let me feel it going in slow. God, I love to feel a woman's cunt closing down around my prick!"
His example proved to be as good as his word. Despite the generous length of the slit running between her thighs and her own professions of regret about being "too big," Peggy's cunt gripped his cock tightly and proved to be every bit as stimulating as her mouth. He pressed against her, forcing the swollen, mushroom-shaped head into the wet, hot crevice and then pulled back, removing it entirely. Peggy gasped out an obscene entreaty when she felt him moving out of her cunt but the plea turned into a whoop of delight upon his returning the big prod back into place. Again he pulled out of her, only to thrust it into the rim of her cunt once more, and then she understood the nature of the game he sought to play.
"Oh, yes, just like that!" she cried in a wholeheartedly approving tone. "Put it in me again, over and over! Ohh, you're so fucking big, so hard! I love to feel a big one opening my cunt up like that! Ahh, you love it as much as I do, I can tell you do! Ooooh! You're tearing the mouth of my cunt up!"
Enticing as the game was, Felix soon conceived a desire to feel more of her flesh around his hard prick and he pressed harder against her. Peggy gave a low, utterly contented sound of physical pleasure when she felt his big cock slicing deeper into her cunt. He worked the stiff plunger in slowly, relishing the way she rolled about and made the contact even more exciting. The head of his cock forced the walls of her cunt apart inch by inch, molding the flesh into a tightly gripping tunnel that fitted his prick with admirable perfection.
"Oh, you've really got a bite to that cunt of yours!" he muttered. "Yeah, just give it a workout! I like the way you shake that thing!"
He pressed about half his prick into her cunt and then held himself perfectly still above her. Peggy immediately discerned his intention and, being of a thoroughly accommodating frame of mind, made every effort to satisfy his intentions. She tightened the grip of her legs around his ass, reached up to steady herself with her hands on his shoulders and began grinding her ass about in every direction possible. From side to side, back and forth, up and down she worked her hips. Her cunt, juicy and hot with flagrant sexual desire, slid up and down the slippery shaft of his cock. She fucked him with a solid determination and spared no effort at delivering the maximum amount of stimulation to his prick.
Up and down that broad shaft her cunt was working, spreading her rich, musky oils along the rigid organ. Felix could feel every twist, every jerky shake of her flesh, and then she unveiled her last and most telling stratagem: forcing the muscles surrounding her cunt to contract, she began consciously "milking" his cock with that finely conditioned tunnel. He had occasionally found a woman who possessed enough control over her body to be able to exert that kind of pressure but never had he known one who had developed the skill to so high a degree. It seemed to him that a big fist was gripping his prick and squeezing it in a highly erotic manner, almost coaxing the sperm to flow once more from his balls. He was more than a little surprised to find that his balls were responding to that lewd pressure. Grunting out sharply, he tensed himself and began fucking harder, eager to release yet another flood of come. Peggy answered with even stronger gyrations and, just as his prick began to pulse and throb with orgasmic life, her cunt burst into violent orgiastic activity. Together they fucked themselves into a long, convulsive series of climactic surges, moaning and shouting with delight as their loins throbbed again and again.
Alison, meanwhile, had succeeded in stirring yet another storm of sensual arousal within Dave's big balls. Her hyperactive tongue had roamed the length of his cock, teasing and provoking the big weapon, and her artfully placed finger had stimulated his asshole unmercifully. He had no desire to withhold his pleasure and willingly collaborated with Alison's depraved scheme. Humping steadily, he soon strengthened his sexual urge to the point where he was ready to release the sperm which his balls had been generating.
Alison's pussy had been warming steadily as she sucked at his prick. She found her work highly arousing, even though he was not even touching her pussy, and she suspected that her cunt would clench up and spit out another series of orgasmic convulsions when she felt his prick spring into gushing, flowing life within her mouth. The feel of his cock in her mouth, its highly erotic taste, the suggestive way he fucked the big tool in and out of her lips, the energetic way in which his asshole nipped and bit at her penetrating finger, all combined to deliver a full charge of sexual energy to her body and bring her very near the bursting point. She needed only the final touch, the strong flow of salty, bittersweet come, reeking with vitality from his balls, to bring her over the dividing line and into a state of abandoned joy.
Kim had looked from couple to couple, at once appalled and fascinated by the various displays of sexual abandon which she witnessed around her. Sandy, already fucked into a long and thrilling climax, now lay sprawled indolently beneath Tom, who was relaxing atop her. Peggy was in the throes of a violent orgasm and Felix showed no signs of giving her any mercy as he pistoned his big prick in and out of her totally willing cunt, working his way to another climax. Alison was sucking harder than ever at Dave's cock and seemed to be on the verge of bringing another flood of love-cream from the depths of his loins.
Even as Kim watched in wide-eyed horror, he grunted loudly and thrust himself into her mouth one last time. Alison swirled her head about his cock and pulled back until only the head remained inside her lips. She caressed that soft, sensitive tip with her tongue, stroking it powerfully, and worked her finger into his ass with greater vigor. Kim then saw his prick swell up, pulse and the big vein running along its base dilate under the charge of semen flowing along its length. The first jet of hot come brought a muffled groan of pure delight from the girl's throat and she felt her cunt burst apart suddenly, releasing the pent-up emotion which her excitement had generated. The orgasm swept through her body with such telling force that she could not swallow for a moment or two and a thick trickle of Dave's come edged from the comer of her mouth. Kim saw the viscous, clotted cream flow down the shaft of his cock and she had to fight against an urge that seemed to come from her heart. She wanted to cry out to Alison and urge her to take that flow, to take every drop of his come and swallow it.
CHAPTER NINE
"God, I've heard of swinging parties, but this beats everything!"
Alison brought herself into a sitting position beside Dave as she made the statement. Looking about, she saw that Tom had rolled part-way off Sandy and was now lying beside her, one leg cocked over hers. Felix still lay between Peggy's long legs and she was cradling him affectionately. Dave, sprawled out at her side, conveyed an impression of post-orgasmic bliss. His prick, now relieved of its stiffness and most of its awesome size, stretched across his belly and did not look nearly as formidable as before. Kim had seen it in all its arrogant masculine glory, throbbing and hard with sexual arousal, and knew that the tool's lackadaisical pose was only a sham.
"Now that we've properly introduced ourselves," Sandy said, giggling at her remark, "maybe you guys would tell us what you're doing up here."
"Yeah, and why you were so uptight about finding us," Alison added. "Bringing out those guns and tying us up, all that macho bit. What's that all about?"
Their questions immediately wrought a change in the men. Tom and Felix disengaged themselves from Sandy and Peggy at once. They stood up and looked over at Dave, who had risen to a sit ting position. He looked from girl to girl, saying nothing, and then at his companions. They exchanged cryptic shrugs.
"Let's put it this way," Dave told them. "Say, we're waiting up here to meet some guys, some friends of ours. But there might be some other guys looking for us too, and we don't want to meet up with them, which is why we're sort of playing it cool. Okay?"
"And what happens after you meet these guys?" Alison asked. "The first bunch, the friends of yours? Or what if the other guys show up? And what's going to happen to us?"
"Well, let's just hope that it's the first bunch that shows up," Dave said. "And as for you, I don't know. I guess we'll meet our friends and then we'll split. You girls can go on your merry way, likely."
His explanation did not satisfy any of them but they saw that they could not press him to answer Alison's questions more fully. Dave effectively switched the subject of the conversation around by looking over at Kim and grinning.
"That little girl there," he said, lifting a broad forefinger and pointing it at her, "looks like she's about to bust wide open. I wonder what she'd do if we untied her?"
"I'd try to split your head open with a rock!" Kim retorted. Her feeling of outrage had not been assuaged by a big prick and she still felt highly indignant at the way they had been overpowered. "That's exactly what I'd do!"
"You just might try it," Dave conceded. His broad grin showed that he was not overly concerned by her threat. "Your partners here, they seem to have lost a good bit of their fight. Maybe that just goes to show what a good fucking will do for you!"
"Then that's another good reason not to have one!" Kim snapped. She did not find his teasing manner amusing in the slightest. "I don't mind telling you that I would smash your head in and not think twice about it!"
"She's got a lot of spunk," Tom said.
"Sounds like she means it," Felix agreed. "Yeah, she's a hot little number," Dave said. "But I like that. I'm just wondering what she'd be like if she got a prick started up her cunt? You think maybe she'd still come on strong as ever?"
"I don't know, but there's sure a good way to find out," Tom said.
With that he came over to Kim and began unfastening the cord that bound her wrists behind her back. She attempted to struggle against him but she was helpless to prevent him from having his way. Once had had untied the knots in the stout cord, Felix came over and unbuttoned the front of her shirt while Tom held her wrists securely. Kim's face flushed brightly as the men stripped her bare and exposed her youthful breasts to their view.
"Man, that's a powerful little set of knockers!" Felix muttered, giving her breasts an admiring gaze. "And those nipples! They look like they could bore holes into a plank!"
"Hey, you guys," Alison said, alarmed at the way they were handling Kim. "Leave her alone, huh? She's too young for that kind of stuff! If you guys want to get off, we can handle all that for you!"
"Sure, we can suck and fuck better than she can anyway," Peggy-said. "And if you don't think that first sample really told it like it is, then come on and let's get it on again!"
"Shit, you girls are great in the sack!" Dave told them. "Ain't nobody going to complain about the way you girls handle a prick! But we're just interested in checking this babe out, that's all. You know yourselves that it ain't gonna ruin her for life, not the way we can ball!"
Kim attempted to form a plea for mercy but could not get the words out of her mouth. Fear had numbed her mind and paralyzed her vocal chords, it seemed, and she could not express the terror that chilled her heart and body. Even so, she saw that Alison, Sandy and Peggy were trying to divert the men's attention from her, to save her from the fate Dave was contemplating, and that realization warmed her heart toward them. Tom still held her arms tightly and Felix had now unfastened the front of her jeans. He peeled them down her thighs, leaving her panty-clad loins free for their examination.
"Man, is she built!" Felix exclaimed excitedly. "I thought she was gonna be a little skinny, but she's just about right!"
"Nice frying size," Dave commented. "And finger-licking good, it looks like!"
Tom pressed her to the ground and Felix unfastened the cords binding her ankles. She bravely kicked but Felix knelt over her shins, stilling every sign of remonstrance. Her boots came off after the cords, then her heavy socks and finally he stripped her jeans off. Only her thin panties now hid her pussy from their view and they would offer her precious little protection, she knew.
"Here, you guys are being too rough on that little honey," Dave said, getting to his feet and coming toward her. His presence frightened her enough that she immediately became still. "Felix, you hold them legs down and Tom, stretch her arms out over her head for a minute. I reckon I'll just have to show you guys how to take a wild little creature like her and tame her!"
He knelt down at her side, smiling softly, and reached out a big brown paw to touch her belly. She flinched at that touch, which was far gender than she might have expected. He made no attempt to tear her panties off, as she had expected, but rather contented himself with stroking her belly and sides, very much as a man would stroke a wild animal he had captured. He looked down at her with an expression of genuine concern and in spite of herself Kim felt her fears slowly evaporating, a phenomenon she could have never begun to explain.
"Hey, now, it's gonna be all right," Dave told her. His voice had a low, husky quality and rein forced the soothing, gentling effect of his hand. "Ain't nobody gonna hurt you, make you do something you don't want to do!"
He happened to be sitting in a position that brought his prick to within a couple of feet of Kim's eyes. She felt her attention being drawn to that huge tool, which had assumed a semi-tumescent state, and a strange, incomprehensible kind of power seemed to flow from his prick to her eyes, then down into her body. Kim had been subjected to a long siege of sexual stimulation that had been relieved by only one spontaneous orgasm and thus her entire body still ached with unsatisfied sexual hungering, though this had receded somewhat once the men had temporarily finished with the other girls. Now she felt that state of acute sexual desire flourishing once more inside her body and she dreaded the sensation, knowing the terrible anguish that additional sexual arousal would bring.
She tried to shut her mind off to the dictates and whims of her capricious, ungovernable body but made little headway against the urges festering and growing deep inside her loins. Dave's fingers, still gentle but maddening in the way they suggested unspeakable desires, continued to play over her flesh. Gradually the tips of his fingers came closer to her breasts. Her nipples had developed into scarlet knobs and throbbed steadily.
"No need for you to be backward 'n bashful about that body of yours," he murmured as his hands continued stroking her flesh. "Sure, them boobs might not be the biggest things around, but they're real nice. Got a nice shape to 'em and they look like they might still grow some yet. All you need is just a few years, girl, and you'll be a knockout! Every guy in town'll be snorting 'n panting around, just dying to take you out and show you the best time ever!"
He could not have chosen a better way to insinuate himself into Kim's good graces, even though she might harbor the deepest resentment against him. Like many girls, she was extremely vain about her breasts, wanting them to be especially pleasing to men, and his praise, together with his assurance, inevitably softened her heart toward him. His fingertips wandered over her breasts, caressing the soft mounds gently, and then moved slowly to the nipples. She sucked in a deep breath and closed her eyes, as if to avoid seeing the moment when he made the sensual contact. She shuddered visibly and flinched as his fingers softly grazed those dark, swollen knobs. Bending over her, he brought his lips to within an inch of her right nipple, pursed them and blew a soft stream of warm air onto that exquisitely inflamed protuberance.
"Unnnnggghhh!" she groaned, quivering heavily as he repeated the act with her left nipple. "Ahhhhhh!"
"My God, he's doing it to her too!" Alison whispered, clutching onto Sandy's hand excitedly. The girls had huddled together when the three men had begun tormenting Kim, as if to draw a measure of comfort from their own closeness, and they were watching their young friend with great concern. "He's doing it to her too! When he first touched me, you know, I thought I'd hate him forever, but before long I didn't want anything but his cock!"
"I noticed," Peggy answered. "He's really got a way with women, I guess. The magic touch or something, huh?"
"And that cock!" Alison replied, closing her eyes for a moment as she recalled the vast pleasure she had felt upon taking the massive tool into her cunt. "God, I thought I was going to die when I felt him fucking that big thing up my cunt! It was the most out of sight thing I ever felt!"
"I guess Kim won't have to wait too long before she feels it too," Sandy said. "God, to have to take a bull like that your first time out!"
"Is she really cherry?" Alison wondered aloud. "Damn, I can't hardly remember when I had a cherry!"
"She never said so in so many words," Peggy told them, "but I always got the impression that she'd never made it with a guy before. Well, I just hope he takes it easy with her. That cock of his, it'd stretch any cunt out of shape, I bet! Man, I wouldn't half mind getting myself a helping of that thing!"
"You just might before we get out of here," Alison said. "Damn, I wonder what they're doing up here?"
"I'll bet they're into some kind of dope rack et," Sandy guessed. "You know, flying the stuff in from Mexico and landing it here? Maybe they're going to meet a plane or something up here and get the stuff!"
"Uh-oh," Peggy grunted, looking very disconsolate. "If that's it, we're really in for it, maybe. Damn, I hope you're wrong."
"Why's that?" Alison asked. "What difference would that make?"
"Look, if they intend to make a connection and haul some dope out of here," Peggy told her, "then you know it's got to be a big haul, I mean a really big one. Maybe coke or heroin, something like that. So, if it's a really big score, are they going to like the idea of three or four people wandering around who can identify them? Maybe give out descriptions of them and their truck or whatever that thing is back in the bushes there?"
Peggy's exposition of their situation as she understood it sobered her companions. Her idea made sense, they had to admit, and they drew a very gloomy conclusion from it. Sandy tried to put a good face on it by pointing out that the three had treated them gently, once the sexual action had begun, and that such consideration did not really fit in well with the image of murder. She did not succeed in giving herself much consolation, however, and her friends remained equally disconsolate.
Dave, meanwhile, had continued his artfully conceived campaign to reduce Kim's defenses to rubble. After blowing on her breasts, a tactic which had excited her far more than one would imagine, he had touched the tip of his tongue to her nipples and traced patterns of lust upon them. Felix, completely in tune with his thinking, had imperceptibly edged Kim's feet far enough apart to keep her from squeezing her thighs together and perhaps giving herself another involuntary or spontaneous orgasm. He knew that the longer she endured Dave's treatment without coming, the more helpless she would be to resist the moment when her frantic, raging desire forced her to cry out for his cock. At that moment she would be theirs to do with as they chose and it was a moment which Felix anticipated with the greatest relish.
Dave had brought his lips down onto Kim's belly and concentrated on her navel. After softly kissing and tonguing that indentation, bringing her electrifying shocks of sexual arousal in the process, he had straightened up once more and resumed touching her with his fingers. First he had traced the outline of her low-cut bikini panties, touching her flesh so lightly that at times she was not sure if she was feeling his hand or not. There were times when she longed to throw her thighs wide open and bring his hand between them by sheer willpower but she conquered those wayward impulses, not that Felix's unyielding grip on her legs would have allowed her to do anything of the sort anyway. He deliberately avoided the prominent little lovemound, which pushed out the front of her panties and made a most enticing target. She quivered violently as his fingers roamed over the insides of her thighs, stroking that superbly sensitive flesh in a way that threatened to turn her body into hot jelly.
"See, it ain't so bad, is it?" he whispered. His voice had a curiously hypnotic effect on her and she could feel herself longing to assure him that his touch was not at all offensive, that she no longer despised him for taking such cruel advantage of her. "Nothing to worry about, nothing to get scared about!"
Kim writhed about on the blanket beneath her. Clenching her buttocks into hard, quivering knots of muscle only intensified the pressures building up within her loins but she could not keep from making the gesture, which seemed to give her a moment's relief from the agony gnawing away at her cunt. Again she contracted the cheeks of her ass and the tightening made her pubis rise up in the air in a thoroughly suggestive manner.
Dave's fingers lightly touched the fabric of her panties and began edging down to that warm, wet slit between her thighs. She sucked in another deep breath of air and held it, closing her eyes and throwing her head to one side. A heady, all-consuming flash of sexual energy, raw and violent in its intensity, burned through her body when she felt his fingers moving over the outer lips of her pussy. Even though his touch was barely perceptible, an electrifying charge of passion flamed outward from that tender, volatile slit.
At one time she would have been desperately ashamed to have his fingers touching her there, if only because of the outrageously wet condition of her pussy. Her long period of excitement had resulted in the crotch of her panties becoming thoroughly soaked with her cunt's flood of rich, musk-scented oils and his skilled touch had spurred another flow of that sensual lubricant from the depths of her aching, burning slit. All thought of shame or embarrassment had now vanished, however, and she wanted only to feel his fingers touching her there again. He had removed his hand, guessing that she would welcome a stronger touch, and now relinquished the tender, swollen crevice altogether.
"No, I wouldn't touch that sweet honey-hole if you didn't want me to," he said, pretending to misunderstand her true feelings. "I know a woman thinks that the most private, intimate part of her body's right there. You think I'd just reach out and grab it, like it was a piece of baloney in the meat market? Hell, girl, I think a lot more of you than that!"
Kim opened her mouth and almost corrected him. She had the words on the tip of her tongue, a plea for him not to take his hand away from her pussy, but she managed to choke them back before uttering them. She clamped her lips shut and closed her eyes, straining against Tom and Felix as she did so. The extra contraction made her all the more aware of the tension which had collected in her loins, unfortunately, and she felt another long, ripping wave of pure physical desire spread outward from her pussy's frothy lips.
Again his fingertips retraced the outlines of her panties, moving down to slip up and down the smooth, firm inner flesh of her thighs in a way that brought tears to her eyes. He deliberately prolonged the caress and brought his fingers back to the junction of those limbs with infinite patience. Kim suspected that he might be intending to give her slit another of those ultra-light but supremely devastating strokes and she knew that this time she would not be able to resist the temptation to beg for more of that fantastically arousing touch. Dave prolonged his fingers' trip and deliberately heightened the pressure on the girl by bending over to run the tip of his tongue over her right nipple once more. A fiery pang of sexual agony burned down from her breast into the depths of her hot, juicy cunt as his tongue and fingers combined to bring her to the breaking point. When finally his fingers reached that nylon-clad mound, pausing only an inch away from the steamy material, Kim emitted a long, whimpering moan of surrender.
"Ahhhhhhh!" she wailed. "Ohhhh, you're making me want it so! Mmmm, I'm dying to feel your finger! Oooooh, do it to me, get me off! Let me come!"
Dave looked up at Tom and grinned, receiving a confirming nod in return. They both knew that Kim had now capitulated and even though she might not understand the full ramifications of her words, she was committed to a course that would inevitably end with Dave's prick slicing through her hymen and plowing a path into the virginal tunnel of her cunt. Once she felt his finger stroking her pussy and coaxing a burst of orgiastic release from the tender, moist slit, she would not be able to stop until she had completed the act and fulfilled her own womanly destiny.
"All right, honey, I'll get you off," Dave told her, nodding to Tom for him to release her hands. "Yeah, I'll let you hump this finger of mine. You can go right ahead and work yourself off just as much as you want!"
CHAPTER TEN
"It's incredible!" Alison murmured softly. "Fifteen minutes ago she was ready to knock his head in and now she's begging him to fingerfuck her!"
"He's got her head so fucked up with sex and hominess that she doesn't know what she's saying!" Peggy added. "Or maybe she does know what she's saying, I'm not sure. She sure is hot, though!"
As soon as her hands were freed Kim turned onto her side, facing Dave. This move brought his big hand more directly between her thighs. He cupped her lovemound tenderly and laid his big middle finger directly along the slit between the outer lips of her pussy. The tip of that big finger bent forward at the first knuckle and gently worked itself against the clammy nylon of her panties, slipping into her pussy farther and suggesting a prick's presence against the mouth of her cunt without actually touching that fabulously exciting crevice.
Kim grunted sharply and heaved herself against his hand, seeking a hard, brutal kind of contact between them. He relaxed his arm, though, and her furious thrust did not bring quite the firm, close touch that she wanted. Again she clenched her hips and humped at his hand, but once more he allowed his limp wrist to guide his fingers away, so that they merely brushed her tingling, thudding pussy.
Kim found it difficult, almost maddening, to pace herself in accordance with Dave's carefully calculated schedule but she forced herself to do so. Gradually his finger pressed harder against the material of her panties and slipped down between the outer lips of her pussy. The bent tip of that finger stretched the nylon tightly as it came closer to the mouth of her cunt, a process which she aided by working herself against his hand more deliberately. She found his touch even more exciting than before and she began to long for even stronger caresses.
She also began wishing that she had had the foresight to discard her panties before gathering his hand to her loins. Earlier that thin nylon garment, edged with delicate lace, had formed a kind of barrier between semi-respectability and total degradation, masking her sexual organ and thus obscuring its yammering cries for relief, but now she wanted to feel his hand directly against her hot, lust-aroused flesh. She instinctively felt that he would work his finger up and down her juicy slit in exactly the way she most desired and she wanted to feel the warmth of his hand against her supremely sensitive flesh.
Dave would have preferred having his finger directly against her pussy but he wisely chose to proceed along his present course. He suspected that any sudden interruption might bring the girl back to her senses and that she would then revert back to her earlier, hostile, stage. Thus he continued to press his finger lightly against her panties and to give her flesh a light but steady dose of sexual stimulation. She did not need more in order to bring her loins to a boiling, thundering climax within a short time. Arching her back in a way that sent her hips away from his hand, she uttered a sharp, piercing cry of vast delight and then slammed her pussy down against his hand with a vicious forward thrust. A blasting wave of sexual release slammed through her womb, poured down her cunt and flowed out through the lips of her pussy.
"Agghhhhh! Oooooohhh!" she groaned, her face distorted into a grimace of absolute sexual ecstasy by the force of the orgiastic surge. "Ahhh! Owwwww!"
A soft smile spread over Dave's face as he watched her twist and writhe in the grip of the terrible, rending emotional release. She fucked herself against his waiting hand with short, jerky thrusts, again and again pressing her pussy down hard against his fingers. She did not notice that he was slowly increasing the pressure on her flesh. By the time she had reached the peak of her long, shuddering climax he had worked the tip of his middle finger, along with the nylon of her panties, up into the very mouth of her cunt and she discovered the special thrill of grinding her cunt's rim around a finger far larger than her own.
Just at the moment when it seemed that her climax was going to burst into a final flower and give her enough of a release to soothe the savage, primitive yearnings that worked deep inside her cunt, the sensations tapered off and she fell back into a state of dulled, semi-aroused anxiety. She felt certain that she would have been able to reach that final plateau of orgasmic delight if only her panties had not been in the way, preventing his big finger from working deeper into her cunt, and she conceived a desire to be rid of the hampering garment.
"Unnnggghh, take them off!" she whimpered, reaching down to pluck blindly at the hem of her panties. "Get them off and do it right!"
She rolled onto her back and Dave expertly lifted them off her belly. She raised her ass off the blanket and he rolled the panties down her thighs, then peeled them off her ankles and tossed them aside. He looked down at her lovemound, naked now, and saw that she had only a light covering of pubic hair over that delectably shaped morsel, a sight that brought an even broader grin to his lips.
"All right," he said, putting his hand back between her slightly opened thighs, "here it is again. Work on it a little, honey, and see what happens!"
Her pussy, hot and raw with feverish excitement, almost gobbled his hand. His middle finger ran down that juicy slit, pried the tenderly inflamed inner lips apart and slipped into the rim of her cunt almost of its own volition. She groaned louder at that delicious contact and squirmed about with evident pleasure as his fingertip spread the mouth of her cunt wider. Gasping aloud, she pulled back sharply, removing herself from that tantalizing fingertip, but then she fucked her hips forward once more and impaled herself upon it in an even stronger show of lustful desire.
Dave's fingertip now slid further into that moist, slippery cranny. He felt her hymeneal tissue brushing against his finger and looked up, surprised that he had found a cherry in that tight, hot canal. Looking from Felix to Tom, he winked lasciviously and grinned even wider. "Cherry!" he said, soundlessly mouthing the word so that they would understand what he had found. Kim continued to ride back and forth on his finger but found, much to her anger and frustration, that it was providing her with less satisfaction than she had expected. Choking out an angry curse, she fucked herself even harder on his hand but still could not find the proper combination of stimuli.
"Ohhhhh, God, I can't do it!" she panted hoarsely. "I can't get off, it isn't working!"
"Here, try this," Dave muttered, and he lay down beside her. He pulled his hand out from her crotch and replaced it with his cock, which had grown huge and stiff with accumulated lust. He did not attempt to force the head of the brawny tool into her cunt but merely held it between her thighs, high up so that her pussy rested against the broad, hot shaft. "See if this is any better!"
Kim groaned loudly as his fat, stiff cock nestled snugly against the hot lips of her pussy. When she clamped her thighs together, she felt his broad presence with total clarity. She had never held a cock before in that position, nor had one of the tools even been as close to her pussy, and she found it a marvelously exhilarating experience. His prick was long enough to press against the entire length of her slit and the big head nosed into the cheeks of her ass. Her loins were already thickly coated with her cunt's lascivious, slippery exudation and she was able to work herself back and forth along that heavy, super-heated shaft with ease.
"Holding it against her like that, it won't be long before she starts wanting it in all the way," Alison remarked to her friends. "I had a guy do that to me once and man, was it ever a teaser!"
"Yeah, Jerry Merd used to get off like that," Peggy said, watching the couple closely. "He didn't even have to stick it in-he'd just hold it between my legs and fuck us both into a spell! It sure was messy once he'd come, though, all that spunk over my pussy and legs and ass!"
"Wow, who cares?" Sandy asked. She had been fingering her cunt while she watched Dave's treatment of Kim, and had spread Tom's come over her pussy with her fingers. "I always liked feeling a guy's come drip out of my cunt!"
"Is she ever going to let out a howl when she feels that thing going in!" Alison prophesied. "That guy, if he was any bigger, there ought to be a law against it! Mmm, I thought he was going to split my cunt wide open! I can still feel it, almost, it was so fucking thick!"
Kim found it insidiously easy to bring herself to another climax. Dave's big prick provided her pussy with a highly convenient fulcrum to work against, as well as a frantically exciting one, and she ground her pussy against it with a desperate, yearning hunger. Since he was lying so close to her, she also found it easy to crush her nipples into his broad chest, a feat which further added to her rapidly growing excitement. Just before her cunt began churning and throbbing with the last stages of sexual ecstasy, she blindly forced her lips against his and welcomed his tongue when it darted between her lips. His kiss, hot and wet with lust, gave her the final spurt of stimulation she needed to bring her womb to the bursting point.
Again, however, her climax trailed off just at the moment when it seemed that she might be on the verge of experiencing a gust of orgiastic release strong enough to give her the satisfaction her body wanted so urgently. When she realized that her pleasure was not going to be quite powerful enough to still the pangs of sensual yearning deep inside her cunt, she began fucking even more ardently against his prick and squeezing the big shaft harder. Try as she would, though, she could not succeed in bringing herself all the way home. After writhing against him in a futile effort at gaining the final dose of pleasure, she fell back and sobbed out a broken, tearful oath of regret.
"Hey, now, there ain't no reason to take it so bad!" Dave whispered into her ear. "You want to get off big, there ain't but one thing that's gonna do it for you. And you know what that is, don't you?"
Kim nodded fearfully. She did indeed know what he meant, but the knowledge brought a frightening beat to her heart, a tightening around her chest that made her gasp breathlessly. She instinctively felt that his prick, big and hard with lusty power, would give her the stimulation she desired, but she also feared the tool's bigness. Even though she was excited almost to the point of madness, she still remembered its vast thickness and she could not help fearing that it would irreparably damage her youthful, virginal cunt.
"I know," she muttered, her voice broken and hoarse with passion. "And I want it, too! Ooooh, I want to feel it going in! But God, it's so big! It scares me, just thinking about that big thing going up my cunt!"
"Tell you what," Dave suggested, making his voice extremely gentle and even more suggestive. "I'll get on you and slip it down against the mouth of that sweet little cunt so you can see just what it'll feel like. You decide you want it in a little, you can get it. You want some more, you can get that too. But whatever happens, you won't have to take it if you don't want it. Okay?"
"O-o-o-okay," she stammered, not quite understanding how such a thing could be possible but entirely willing to launch the experiment. His voice and assurance inspired trust and she found it amazingly easy to give in to his suggestion.
"Yeah, I just hope I can do it! God, I want it so bad!"
"If you want it bad enough, then you'll get it," he told her. "You just spread out there and relax, honey, so I can get on top here and put it down there where it'll do you some good!"
Kneeling between her outstretched thighs, he peeled back the covering foreskin of his prick. Kim watched him and regretted that she had not had the foresight to offer doing that for him. She would have loved exposing that malevolent head and preparing it for entrance into her hot, aching cunt. She eagerly took the lips of her pussy into her fingers and spread them wide when he suggested it, however, and she did not find a trace of embarrassment in displaying the most intimate part of her body to him.
"Yeahhhh, that's just the sweetest looking little cunt I ever saw!" he muttered. Kim writhed with pride and gloried in the fact that he found her secret flesh appealing. "It'll work out all right, don't you worry about that. One way or another, we'll find a way to make it happen for you!"
He leaned over her and carefully guided the head of his cock down to the splayed lips of her pussy. Before fitting the head to that moist, pink crevice at the base of those lips, he nudged the satiny-smooth tip of the awesome instrument up and down the slit. The broad, flaring head traversed a course from her clitoris down to the waiting rim of her cunt, then back up that hot, slippery furrow and again back to the cuntal opening. Kim groaned aloud and writhed even more strenuously as his big prick imparted vast quantities of sexual stimulation to the most sensitive part of her body.
"You just grab onto my legs with yours," Dave instructed her, "and then try to relax a little. You get all tensed up, this prick of mine won't never go in that hot little cunt of yours."
Kim promised to try her best to do exactly as he had ordered. She found that her position was amazingly comfortable and that she had far more freedom of movement than she would have supposed. Far from pinning her to the blanket and immobilizing her, Dave's position-he was not pressing hard against her loins and supported all his weight on his outstretched hands and knees-allowed her hips to move freely. Grasping his thighs with her heels gave her additional leverage, she found, and it was simplicity itself for her to lift her ass higher and bring the rim of her cunt more firmly against the head of his cock.
Once she had made that highly pleasing discovery, she wasted little time in implementing her new-found skill. Bringing her loins up, she worked hard against his immobile cock and gave a piercing cry of agonized delight upon feeling the broad head begin forcing the mouth of her cunt open. There was a twinge of pain as she worked that muscle-ringed opening further down the head of his prick, to be sure, but the satisfaction of taking him into her cunt and the sheer physical joy of having him there more than compensated for that shortcoming. Grunting and gasping from the intensity of her exertions, she worked her ass about in a mad pattern of lusty arousal and struggled to get more of that big tool into the mouth of her cunt.
"Omigod, it's killing me!" she panted, pushing up at his broad, muscular chest with her hands as she worked her pussy against his cock. "It's so good I can't stand it! Annnnnggghhhh!"
Looking down, Dave saw that the head of his prick had not yet disappeared into the tightly gripping mouth of her cunt. He pressed against her cautiously and forced the tool in slightly further but her wailing cry of anguish prompted him to hold back and delay the completion of the stroke.
"Hey, you ain't even begun to fuck!" he told her. "Just reach down there, honey, and see how much cock there is left! Go on, it won't bite you!"
Kim hesitated for a moment but seeing that he was not going to force any more of his prick into her cunt, she extended a tentative hand between their bodies. She carefully investigated with her fingers and found that hardly any of his prick had yet entered her body. Wrapping her fingers around that cylindrical bridge connecting their loins, she moved it about with care and quivered excitedly as the added pressure brought further spasms of pleasure to her fearfully stretched vulva. Holding his cock at the same time that it was pressing into the mouth of her cunt inspired her with an even deeper desire and she resolved that she would make an additional effort to have that huge tool, regardless of how much it might hurt her.
"Give it to me!" she panted, trembling at the implication of her words. "Drive it in, I want to feel it going in! Ohhhh, fuck it up my cunt and let me feel it going all the way in! Do it, damn you, do it now!"
With that she lurched up at him in a frantic, despairing display of youthful lust, throwing her cunt at that stiff, thick sword he held out to her. At the same time he thrust against her and shoved the head of his prick completely into the mouth of her cunt. Because of their simultaneous thrusts, he penetrated farther than he had intended and the head of his cock split her cherry apart, easily ripping through the delicate screen of thin tissue. Kim felt a moment of searing pain and then a duller ache that spread throughout her body as his huge cock spread her cunt wide. She had been expecting a much sharper and far more enduring kind of agony at the moment of penetration and thus it took her a moment or two before she realized that the pain had completely vanished, leaving her with only that incomparable sensation of fullness.
"Wh-wh-oooohhh!" she cried out, startled at the discovery. "Unnnggghh, ohhhh, it's out of sight! Mmmmmm! Ohhhh, fuck! Fuck! Ohhh, get it on and fuck!"
Dave needed no such exhortation. Her cunt had closed around his cock in a grip that surpassed any he had ever known. Since he had retained much more presence of mind, he recognized her abrupt shift in feeling and capitalized upon it admirably. He began fucking the girl with a slow but powerful rhythm that sent his massive prick slicing deeper into her tender cunt at each stroke. Kim quickly recovered and learned in short order how to match her body's movement to his in ways that greatly augmented the pleasure she was receiving from those firm, decisive thrusts. Flexing her thighs and gripping him more tightly than ever with her feet, she began fucking too and was soon teetering on the brink of a cataclysmic outburst of sexual ecstasy.
She provided herself with the final spark of sexual stimulation by arching her hips down and forcing her stiff, swollen clitoris down against the shaft of his pistoning cock. She felt that broad-beamed plunger scrape against the lust-inflamed antenna, igniting a chain reaction of fiery responses deep in her loins, and then her ass became a whirlwind of writhing, twisting, grinding activity. Screaming aloud at the violence of the orgasmic pulsations that ripped through her womb and cunt, she fucked herself against him with all the power she could muster. She somehow sensed that she might be having a telling effect on him and indeed she was doing just that.
Notwithstanding the fact that Alison had earlier coaxed a pair of lusty climaxes from his big balls, he was ready again and, as he slammed the last inch of hard prick into the girl's waiting cunt, he felt those oversized eggs again tingle in the familiar dance of lust. He withdrew his prick almost completely from her wet cunt but immediately drove it back once more, sheathing every inch of the big rod in her flesh. His balls churned in a frenzy of excitement and spat out a thick jet of hot come that sped through his prick and burst deep inside her cunt. Kim screamed louder upon feeling the hot spray against the mouth of her womb. Her hips jerked upward, just as though she knew that a final flurry of motion would make her cunt grind more firmly against the head of his cock and cause his balls to outdo themselves in their gushing activity.
"Aiiiieeee! Owwwww!" she wailed. "Unngghhh you're coming too! Ohhhh, fuck! Fuck your prick down in your come! Agghhhh! Spread it all over my cunt, drown me in come! Ohhhh, don't stop shooting off, let it come forever!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Kim briefly blacked out at the very height of her orgasmic storm. The sensations of sexual delight proved to be far too intense to be endured and she temporarily lost consciousness. Upon coming back to her senses a few moments later, she was at once aware of Dave's weight, since he had relaxed too and was now sprawled out atop her, as well as of the incredible fullness in her cunt. He was still in her, she could feel, and the sensation gave her a solid satisfaction like none she had ever known before. She vividly recalled that most powerful moment of all, when his huge cock had begun spurting those wildly pleasing jets of hot sperm into the innermost reaches of her cunt, and she longed to repeat that experience over and over.
"See there, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Dave muttered after a moment or two had elapsed. "Getting fucked, that didn't hurt near as much as you thought it would, did it?"
"Oh, it was marvellous!" she declared, squeezing him with her arms and legs. "Mmmmm, it just felt so good! I thought I was dying when ... you know, at the last, when it felt so good all over! Mmmm, it just lasted and lasted!"
"That's the way it goes when it's good," he told her. "But hell, there ain't no reason why you can't have some more. How about us rolling over and you giving me a ride? You get on top and you can just fuck yourself all you want. This ol' cock of mine, it'll stay up for a while longer and you can ride it till you've had enough!"
Inspired by his invitation, she agreed and held him closely as he rolled them over. She felt his deeply penetrating prick stir within her cunt as they made the shift and the unexpected stimulation proved to be enough to start her desires humming once again. She found fucking to be a very different process once she was atop him, though no less exciting, and she quickly mastered the changes necessary to taking fullest advantage of the new role.
Kim settled upon lifting herself well away from his loins, elevating her hips until only the head of his cock remained lodged in her cunt, a change which allowed her to enjoy the driving, thrusting sensation when he raised his ass off the blanket and shoved his prick deep into her waiting cunt. Gradually she began swaying from side to side, making her cunt's rim twist about his prick as it worked in and out of her flesh, and she felt her womb growing tight once more with an accumulation of sexual tension.
"Ahhhh, you're making me come again!" she gasped. "Mmmmmm, I can feel my cunt getting ready! Ohhhh, do it harder, fuck the come out! Aggghhhh!"
Dave loyally obliged her, since there was not much he liked better than the feel of a hot, young cunt in the throes of orgiastic frenzy. Even though his balls were empty and there was not the slightest chance of his coming again, he still derived a solid pleasure from the uninhibited, excited way in which she clutched at his body with her hands and flung her ass from side to side. He continued working his prick in and out of her cunt until her screams of pleasure tapered off into a series of sobbing groans. He felt the convulsions of climactic pleasure clearly as her cunt nipped and bit at his prick with abandoned displays of lusty fervor.
Sandy, Alison and Peggy had watched, first with apprehension when he had begun introducing his distended prick into the girl's cunt and then with mounting excitement as she had begun to respond to that tool's irresistible stimulus. Sandy had been masturbating steadily throughout the performance, reaching several climaxes, and Peggy soon joined her in her endeavor, as did Alison. All three of them were busily engaged in working out the excitement which the lascivious scene had engendered and their fingers were still busily at work when Kim's second orgasm blossomed within her cunt.
Tom and Felix had also provided a rapt, attentive audience for Dave's handiwork, though they had not been so aroused as to masturbate. Kim's cries of fleshly delight and the energetic way in which she responded to Dave's skilled fucking had ensured that their cocks were iron-hard, however, and that they would not wait long before taking steps to relieve themselves of their desire.
"Come on, girl, perk up!" Dave said, lightly slapping Kim on the cheek of her ass as she wilted over him. "You've got a lot more fucking left in you!"
"Huh?" she asked, raising up and looking at him, bleary-eyed. "Oh, wow, I feel like every bone in my body's melted."
"No, wait a minute, I got another good idea," he said. "How about you sliding off and scooting down so you can go down on me a while? Might be that you could get fired up again real good if you was to eat my cock a little. It'll be real tasty, 'bout this time, all that come and good stuff on it!"
His words sent a shiver of apprehension racing through her body. The thought had been playing about in the back of her mind ever since she had seen Alison devouring his prick after they had shared a momentous fuck and now she had to face the fact head on. She knew that "tasty" would hardly be the word to describe his big cock in its present condition. She had felt his come spurting out-it seemed to her that he had jetted at least a quart of the hot cream into her cunt-and she knew that her own glands had produced a flood of her own clear musk. The mingled fluids would make his prick dripping wet and reeking of their sexual excesses.
Much to her surprise, Kim now found herself intrigued by the idea of mouthing his prick and licking every trace of their fucking from its big surface. The act would have a peculiarly fitting place, it seemed to her, and she found her palate yearning for the new taste and exotic flavors that would be hers if she accepted his invitation.
"That sounds like a winner!" she heard herself say. "The only bad thing about it is that I'll have to get off you and I won't be able to feel it up my cunt any more!"
"You can't have everything," he said. "But you do a good job of sucking and who knows, you might get me back in the mood for some more fucking!"
Kim hesitated a moment longer, hating to remove her cunt from around his prick, but the compelling interest of having that tool in her mouth finally convinced her to make the sacrifice. Uncunting him with a swift, decisive gesture, she slipped down his body and leaned over his loins. She could feel the flood of come already coursing from her cunt, deluging the lips of her pussy, but her concentration centered on the wet length of prick lying across his belly. The flesh looked even darker now and it glistened in the waning sunlight.
Bending down, she caught a whiff of the raw sexuality on his loins and the scent of fresh fucking, of their combined orgasmic fluids, assailed her nostrils with a powerful effect. All sense of propriety vanished and she hurried to place her lips on the head of his prick. The first taste showed her that Alison had demonstrated amazingly good taste in showing an appetite from his cock when it was fresh from her cunt. Although she had never tasted a man's sperm before, she found it very much to her liking, especially when it bore the additional savor of her pussy's joyous effusion. The combined tastes were erotically exciting in the extreme and her tongue worked more ardently around the head and shaft of Dave's big prick.
"You want to feel something really out of sight," he told her as she devoured more and more of his cock, "You oughta try letting Felix or Tom run his prick up your cunt while you're sucking me. That way, see, you'll be getting it at both ends and it'll really warm you up!"
With that he motioned to his friends. Tom happened to be placed closest to her rump and he got into place first, assisting himself by elbowing Felix out of the way at the last minute. Kim's ass was tilted high in the air and it was easy enough for him to angle the head of his stiff cock up at the winking, come-lathered eye of her cunt as it leered from between her thighs. He rubbed the big head of his prick against her wet, steamy slit for a moment and then pressed it more forcefully against that tender cleft.
Kim had not at first understood him when he had suggested that another man join them. Totally intent upon sucking his prick and nearly overwhelmed at the pleasure the act gave her, she had not paid close attention to him and thus she was extremely surprised when she felt someone at her ass. The touch on her pussy was a welcome one, though, and she instinctively leaned back to bring the wet, hot flesh into a slightly more pleasing contact with the object touching her. When she realized that another man was kneeling behind her, however, and was on the point of introducing another prick into her cunt, she reacted sharply and attempted to pull away.
"No, you just hold it right there," Dave told her, reinforcing his point by placing a big hand on her head and holding her down against his prick. "Tom ain't got nothing in mind but a little more fucking. And that's something that you like, remember? So you just stay right there and let him fuck that cunt of yours all he wants, okay?"
Kim felt the power of his fingers pressing into her skull and forced herself to remain still. Even so, she felt a surge of resentment at him for turning her over so casually to another. Her resentment was all the stronger because of the tender, even gentle way in which he had taken her for the first time. She had read more into his tenderness than was warranted and now she found herself being offered to another without a trace of regret on Dave's part. Inevitably she felt degraded and she resented him for treating her so coolly.
At the same time, it must be acknowledged, she also felt a heady surge of sexual elation. The fact that Tom could want her, even while three of her friends were available, gave her a certain assurance and the feel of his prick, very nearly as thick as Dave's mammoth cunt-stopper and even longer, provided her senses with a definite physical stimulation.
She felt a moment of terrible pain when he forced the head of his cock into her sore cunt. Her kneeling position made the entrance awkward and he had to press hard against her in order to breach the mouth of her cunt. Once the head of his prick had penetrated the tight rim, however, and had brushed past the raw, jagged remnants of her hymen, she felt that awesome, comforting fullness once more and she knew that she would not have been able to pull away, even had Dave allowed her to do so.
She continued mouthing Dave's cock and found even more pleasure in working her tongue around the thick shaft once Tom had begun fucking in earnest. He had a smooth, graceful way of working his hips back and forth and once he had gotten his prick firmly planted in her cunt she found the steady rhythm to be intoxicating beyond belief. Dave's big cock had lost a good bit of its erection but even in its semi-stiff condition it provided her with a comfortable mouthful and a vast amount of sexual pleasure. Her tongue licked and played over the fat shaft, then she pulled her mouth away and bent further down to kiss his balls. They had smacked sharply against her pussy's lips during the last stages of his fuck and had become thickly smeared with her cunt's oils. This gave the big eggs a special flavor and she devoured them with a wholehearted enthusiasm that left nothing whatever to be desired.
She might have resented the offhanded way in which Dave offered her pussy to Tom, but she could not help the excited, lustful way in which her flesh warmed and tingled as he worked more and more of his long prick into her body. He made her even more responsive by running his hands over her flanks in a soft, stroking motion that made her brain reel with desire. When he reached up with one hand to caress one of her breasts and brought the other around the front of her hip and searched out her clitoris, she surrendered to him completely. Enough of Dave's thick, creamy semen remained in her cunt to lubricate that canal thoroughly and greatly facilitate the passage of his own cock. He worked it deeper and soon was prying apart a section which Dave had not been able to reach.
"Oh, yeah, you're tight!" he whispered. His thighs were brushing against hers from the rear and she could feel his muscles trembling with eagerness as he increased the pace with which he shoved his cock into her cunt. "God, I never felt a cunt any tighter than that! Ohhhh, and hot, too! Yeah, baby, you've really got it good!"
Under other circumstances she might have resented such frank praise from a man whom she hardly knew, but now her heart warmed and inspired her into responses which were quite out of character. The presence of his middle finger against her clitoris, which was still lively and highly charged with sensuality, brought a frantic quiver from her ass and she found that she was far from immobile. The discovery prompted further experiments and before long she had found several ways of moving her ass against him and enhancing the delicious sensations afforded by his prick and finger.
"My God, they're not ever going to stop!" Sandy muttered. "They're going to fuck her until she's crazy!"
"Yeah, if she lives through it she'll be a prick lover forever," Alison agreed. "Damn it, looking at that makes me wish I'd gotten started off with guys like that! You know, I never even got a come until I'd been fucked about six or eight times! Yeah, I was beginning to think that people were all wrong when they started talking about how good it was!"
"Well, you found out different," Peggy told her. "So did all of us, for that matter. I just wonder where it's going to stop, though. Is he going to have that redheaded one fuck her too? She'll be dead by that time!"
"I hope not," Alison said. "That redhead-Felix? is that his name?-he's hung better than any of those guys! He just might finish tearing the bottom out of her cunt!"
"God, look at her, fucking back at that one and eating the spade's dick like it was ice cream!" Sandy marvelled. "Who'd ever have thought that she'd get turned on so completely, so fast? Three or four days ago, would you have believed that it could happen?"
"Hell, even yesterday it would have been out of sight!" Peggy said "Remember how embarrassed she was when we were watching that guy jack off back down the trail there? She was acting like ... well, a lot different from now!"
As it happened, Felix was not to enjoy the sensation of having Kim's cunt close around his prick. Once Tom had discharged the contents of his balls into the mouth of her womb, bestowing an especially generous outpouring of hot come in that highly sensitive place, incidentally bringing the girl to yet another frantic climax, she had collapsed beside Dave and did not stir. She was available for the taking, being totally incapable of speech or coherent movement, but Felix scorned so lifeless a partner. Instead he looked over at Alison and finding a ready response in her dark, glittering eyes, he made straight for her. She fell onto her back, welcoming him with open thighs and wet pussy, and she did not release him until she had fucked every trace of life from the shaft of his prick.
By that time the sun was almost behind the horizon to the west and they had to hurry to set up their camp for the night. Dave stirred himself and ordered the girls placed in the vehicle, which proved to be a pickup with a camper attached to the bed. They were put inside the camper with their sleeping bags but Dave collected their clothes, boots and packs, piling them between his sleeping bag and Tom's. Without their clothing or boots they were not likely to go far in that rough country, as he well knew, and thus they could be left alone without being tied up.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Exhausted by the strain from participating in the various sexual escapades of the day before, Kim slept late. She awoke and felt her thighs creak with agony at the first movement. Clasping Dave between them had been somewhat like riding a horse, she found, and she was sore in a similar fashion, though no horseback ride had ever left her pussy in such a raw, burning state as existed that morning. It took her a moment to realize the cause of that burning between her thighs but when she remembered the abandoned investigations of the previous day her cheeks flushed scarlet with shame and embarrassment. Now that she did not have the pressing insistence of sexual arousal to guide her into paths of lasciviousness she bitterly regretted all that she had done and she harbored an even deeper resentment toward Dave.
She reluctantly left the camper when he came for her. He did not offer to give her her clothes and, had it not been for the dour look on his face, she would probably have refused to leave the vehicle naked. As it was, she saw that she had little or no choice in the matter. Curiously, it helped that he, along with all the others, was naked too-once she realized that she was not unique in being naked she found it easier to tolerate her lack of clothing.
"You'd better wash her down and use some of those compresses you was talking about," he said to Peggy when he had brought Kim over to the little stove where they were heating water. "She's walking like she was about sixty."
Kim had found it sheer torture to walk across the open space. Not only were her thigh muscles sore, the tops of her thighs scraped against the brutally used lips of her pussy as she walked, making each step an agonizing experience. Peggy had been watching with concern and now rose to help the girl down onto a conveniently placed blanket.
"Here, this is what passes for breakfast," she said, handing Kim a strip of beef jerky, a few crackers and a canteen of water. "These guys believe in going light when it comes to food."
Kim eased down into a sitting position, grateful for Peggy's assistance, and accepted the food. Peggy tested the pan of water on the cooking stove, found it satisfactory and turned back to the girl.
"Why don't you stretch out there and spread your legs a little," she suggested. "I'll make up some hot compresses and put them on your pussy-they ought to make you feel a little better down there!"
Peggy had tom up a towel, making small pads, and she soaked one in the hot water before squeezing it dry and placing it over the girl's bruised slit. That youthful organ was in a deplorable condition, though it still .had a powerfully erotic appeal and looked quite as charming as ever. The sperm which Dave and Tom had deposited in her cunt had seeped out during the night and had dried on the outer lips, forming an off-white crust that almost sealed off the slit altogether. She flinched as the towel, almost too hot to bear, came to rest against her tender flesh. The moist warmth quickly heated her flesh and the scent of stale sex quickly wafted into the air. Even though the distinctive aroma inevitably reminded her of the shameful excesses in which she had indulged the day before, it still had enough erotic power to bring a faint blush of arousal to her delicate pink nipples.
"Yeah, that's another nice thing about fucking," Peggy said, noticing the embarrassed way in which she sniffed at the telltale scent. "If you didn't get enough the day before, you can always smell of it the next day and get off again!"
"Are they ... are they going to do it to us again?" Kim asked.
She looked over at the men, who were standing some distance away. Felix squatted before a box-like apparatus festooned with switches and dials. She would not have known it was a radio had it not been for the earphones and microphone attached to it.
"Right now they're playing games with their radio stuff," Peggy said. "I'd guess they're trying to call somebody, or expecting a call, maybe. But yes, they seem to be about as horny as ever!"
"I'll say," Sandy vehemently agreed. "That Dave, he's already had me down! And I've got a real good idea now about how you must feel, Kim-that guy is nothing but huge! It's a damned good thing he's so gentle, or otherwise we'd both be split wide open!"
"He's a bastard, sure enough," Alison added, "but God, can he ever fuck! I'm just worried, though, for fear that he might start wanting to stick that prick of his up my ass! That really would be too much!"
"Huh? I thought you liked getting it in the ass," Peggy said, looking over at her in surprise.
"I do, generally," Alison admitted, "but not with a guy who's hung the way he is! I might could try it with Tom, he's the smallest, but even his cock would really be a whopper."
Kim shuddered at the thought of having any of the men, much less Dave, trying to force a prick into her asshole. She knew very well that her anal opening was even tighter and more unyielding than her cunt had been and she instinctively shrank back from the possibility of having it breached by one of those massive sexual organs. Nevertheless she felt a fainter quiver of sexual anticipation when she considered the possibility, a hint of excitement at being used in that obscene fashion, and she could not help wondering if perhaps the pleasure might not be as intense and satisfying as the one she had already discovered, not be as intense and satisfying as the one she had already discovered.
"How's that pussy doing?" Dave asked, coming toward the girls. "Feel like it's gonna be all right?" To her considerable surprise, Kim now found that the hot compresses had worked wonders on her aching, raw slit. She was still very aware of the organ and of the dreadful way in which it had been treated, but the moist warmth had eased most of the pain and inflammation. Dave grinned with pleasure when she made that confession.
"That sounds like a winner," he said. "And I know something else that'd go a long way toward making it better, too. I think that a nice helping of hot tongue might do a lot for the girl!"
Kim felt a rush of sexual arousal pulse outward from her loins when she heard that. She well remembered Alison's ecstatic descriptions of being sucked and she could not help but warm to the prospect, even though she felt no less hostile toward Dave. When he spread his big body on the blanket beside her, though, and ordered her to kneel over his face and bring her pussy down close to his lips, she discovered that she wanted to oblige him.
Upon assuming the prescribed position, she held herself ready. A part of her mind argued against cooperating with him but another part counseled surrender, if only in order to discover exactly what a man's tongue felt like as it played over the lips of her pussy and probed the fiery rim of her throbbing cunt. She did not have to wait long in order to discover that the act exceeded all her expectations, which had been very high. Dave worked the tip of his tongue over that frantically aroused slit, giving her only the lightest possible touch, and she felt a floodtide of sexual emotion rapidly building up deep inside her womb. A warm, rosy glow of erotic desire spread outward from the lips of her pussy and quickly inflamed her entire midsection with hungers and yearnings as fierce and demanding as any she had ever known. Not even his cock had produced sharper desires when he had rubbed it against those tenderly swollen lips.
Kim groaned fiercely and writhed about atop his face. She found that she could dominate the action to a certain extent by moving her hips to and fro in ways that would offer first one part and then another of her hot little slit to his restless tongue. Thrusting her hips slightly backward, for example, brought her clitoris down against his tongue-a contact which sent electrifying shocks of erotic bliss racing through her nervous system-and she could offer him the rim of her cunt by moving in the opposite direction. Dave recognized her various desires and cooperated as well as anyone could have expected. He knew that the more he excited her, the more willing she would be to engage in whatever form of debauched, orgiastic he might choose.
Felix interrupted that display of lecherous manipulation by raising up from the radio, where he had remained, and calling out to Dave. Kim felt herself being unceremoniously lifted off Dave's face and set aside. He hurried over to Felix, stopping only to grab up his jeans, and stuck his feet into their legs as he listened.
"I've got the bird," Felix said, speaking loud enough for the girls to hear. "He's about twenty minutes away. I've already switched on the beacon signal."
"Okay, let's start moving," Dave said. "You guys get your clothes on. Tom, hustle them girls into the camper and tell "em to stay down low if they want to walk out of this place! I'll gather up their stuff and stash it out of sight."
Kim found herself being herded back into the camper. The vehicle was already stifling hot but Tom warned them that they could expect no mercy if their arriving friends suspected that they were present. Dave gathered up their discarded clothing and packs, carried them all into the bushes and deposited them out of sight. Within ten minutes after receiving the first signal, the campsite was almost deserted except for Felix, who continued to man the radio. Tom had collected a heavy, telescope-equipped rifle from the front of the pickup and dashed off to a higher point from which he could look over the entire plain. Dave, hefting his pistol and checking it to be sure that it was loaded, stood in the edge of the brush, watchful and alert.
Kim, huddled in the camper along with her friends, did not know what to make of any of these rapid-fire developments. Alison put forward the best suggestion, claiming they were awaiting the arrival of an airplane with the shipment of drugs or contraband about which they had earlier speculated. They found it difficult to maintain a high degree of interest in those happenings, however, because the cramped, airless confines quickly became almost unbearable. It was with a great deal of relief, therefore, that they detected the curious sound that next broke the silence.
A soft, putt-putt noise informed them that the arriving vehicle was a helicopter, not an airplane. Shortly afterward, they heard the whishing sound of its rotors and the sound of the motor became much louder. The helicopter landed close enough to the pickup to cause the branches alongside it to rustle and scrape against the metal body.
"God, it sounds like a tornado!" Sandy muttered.
"Keep your head down!" Peggy cautioned. "He sounded like he meant business when he said he didn't want those other guys to see us!"
"Well, whatever's going to happen, it won't be long before we find out," Alison said. "You just know that once they've collected their stuff, those guys aren't going to wait very long around here!"
Her remark brought sobering glances from the rest of her friends. Dave might well be a prodigious lover but not one of them had much confidence in his mercifulness, especially where something of great value like a shipment of drugs-or some other commodity dear enough to justify the trouble they were going to-was concerned. He might very well be capable of sentencing them all to a quick death and pulling the trigger him self, they suspected, and they found very little to be hopeful about.
The helicopter's motors suddenly increased in pitch and intensity, telling them that the machine was lifting off. After a moment of thunderous noise, the sounds began receding in the distance. Another minute passed and then a shot rang out. Shouts of alarm broke the stillness and further shots punctuated that alarm. They could hear brush crashing as men darted to and fro, calling out unintelligibly to each other.
"What in the hell's happening out there?" Peggy muttered, looking from one girl to another.
"Maybe somebody's ripping them off," Sandy suggested.
"Oh, great, just fucking great!" Alison groaned. "That's all we need now, getting caught between a couple of groups of thugs!"
She tried to open the camper's door but found that Tom had locked it behind him. They were trapped inside the vehicle and had no choice but to wait. Sandy went over to one of the little windows and tried to look outside but a thick coating of dust had settled on their outer surface, effectively obscuring her vision. They looked around for a tool or implement which they might use to batter down the door but Tom had cleaned the area, leaving nothing there but their sleeping bags and pads. After waiting for a tense fifteen minutes, which more nearly resembled a day, they heard someone trampling through the brush beside the pickup. A rattle at the door warned them that the fastening was being removed and then they found themselves huddling against the farthest wall. The door opened and Larry Payton looked inside. They stared dumbly at him for a moment, unable to move and only slowly realizing that they knew him.
"Yeah, it's me," he said. "Come on out, if you want. Or wait, maybe I'd better get your clothes and give them to you. I saw a pile of stuff over this way a minute ago."
"Hey, wait a minute!" Alison sputtered when he turned as if to walk away. "What's going on? You can't just leave like that!"
"Oh, I guess you don't know," he said, turning back and grinning at them. "We got the guys who were holding you. Some of them put up a little fight but it's all over with now. Nothing more to worry about!"
With that he left. They still did not know the identity of the "we' he had mentioned and they were not at all certain that they really wanted to know. He returned shortly with an armful of clothing which he deposited in the rear of the pickup. As they began sorting through the jumble of garments and dressing themselves, he explained, that he was working part-time as an undercover agent for federal officials interested in disrupting the narcotics traffic between the United States and Mexico.
"I'm a rock hound too," he continued. "And it really does pay for my schooling, so that wasn't a lie. But what I get for working with the narcs, that helps pay the bills too. This bunch we got today, they were importing about thirty or thirty-five pounds of heroin from Mexico, that brown stuff. It was a very good haul. Some other guys are chasing down that helicopter, so before the sun goes down all of them ought to be in jail and they'll stay there for a long time!"
The girls felt a great relief at hearing that, although they also felt a little sad at the fate awaiting Dave, Tom and Felix. Dope smugglers though they were, they were also truly formidable lovers and had provided them with some memories which would remain vividly clear for a long time. As soon as they were dressed they left the camper and went out into the clearing. There they saw Dave, lying on his back. The front of his shirt was dark with blood and his eyes gazed sightlessly at the sky.
"Uh, he tried to shoot it out with some of the guys," Larry said, catching their look of horror. "That wasn't a very good idea."
Felix stood under the lean-to, his hands cuffed behind him, and Tom came into view. He was being herded down the hill by a pair of burly Customs agents, both heavily armed, and he had a large, dark lump beside his left eye. Larry introduced them to Harold Burtt, the agent in charge of the team, and Alison, insinuating herself as spokesman for the group, concocted a story to explain their presence. They had been hiking in the area, she said, and had inadvertently stumbled onto the camp early that morning. Dave had forced them to disrobe and enter the camper, where they had spent the rest of their time. Burtt seemed to accept the story, especially when Larry Payton confirmed that he had earlier met the girls farther down the trail, and congratulated them on their good luck.
"I don't like to think what this bunch would have done to you before they left here," Burtt told them. "But I'd be very surprised if they'd left , you alive. This bunch have been very careful not to leave any witnesses in the past and I doubt if they'd have changed their ways much now!"
Burtt offered to escort them down to the area where he had parked his team's vehicles, a distance of some seven or eight miles. Alison looked around at her companions, gauged their feelings quickly and declined, explaining that they would prefer to finish their hike. Burtt shrugged and wished them a good trip. They would be perfectly safe, he said, and since there was no reason to detain them they were free to go wherever they chose.
"How about if I go along too?" Larry asked after exchanging a brief, pregnant glance with Alison. "I want to finish collecting my rocks and I could show you that valley I was talking about before."
"Sure, that would be neat," Alison said, and her companions voiced their own agreement. "Yeah, we could all hike up there together, I guess."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
"That was pretty cool, the way you backed up our story back there," Peggy said to Larry later that afternoon. They had left the site of the smugglers camp two hours earlier and had climbed steadily until falling out beside the trail for a break. Burtt and his fellow agents had left long herding Tom and Felix down to their vehicles and carrying Dave on a stretcher. "We might have had a hard time proving that we weren't part of that outfit."
"No sweat," Larry said. "It wasn't any of Burtt's business that they captured you yesterday morning instead of today, was it?"
"Huh? How'd you know about that?" Peggy asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
Larry grinned engagingly and told them that he had been watching the camp since the evening before the girls had been captured. He had noticed the men and had at once guessed that they were not bona fide hikers. Once his suspicions had been aroused, he had settled down with a pair of powerful binoculars and had kept the camp under a close surveillance until he was certain that he had stumbled upon a dope smuggling ring.
"Then you saw ... ," Peggy said, flushing when she was unable to complete her sentence. "You bastard, you sat there and watched the whole thing! You let those thugs ... do all that and you never even lifted a finger!"
"Hell, what could I do against three of them?" He asked. "And if I'd rumbled in there it would have blown the whole operation anyway."
"You cocksucker, you stood there watching those guys ball us," Alison said, angry beyond belief. "You watched that Dave pop Kim's cherry and fuck her like nobody's business, and you didn't do a thing to stop it! And all because you were more interested in catching some dope dealers!"
"Hey, it didn't look as though you were really .minding it too much," Larry countered. "Well, okay, at first he might have been forcing you, while you were tied up, but once you got your hands and legs free, it didn't seem that you were very backward about going along with it!"
"And so you tagged along hoping that you might get yourself some free fucking too," Sandy guessed. "That's it, isn't it?"
"Sure, why not?" He said, grinning in a thoroughly winning manner. "I mean, as long as you girls are willing, and all. God knows, there's not anything that's more fun than a good fuck with a pretty girl! And you girls are sure pretty!" "Thanks for that, at least," Peggy said. She turned to her companions and gave them a shrewd wink, indicating that they should play along with her lead. "All right, I guess you've earned the right to a good fucking. Suppose we put in another hour or two on the trail, find ourselves a nice, secluded camping spot and then we'll see about working the stiffness out of that prick of yours? Mmm, it looks as though it could stand some treatment right now!"
She suggestively ogled the front of his cutoff jeans, which had been greatly distended by the growing bulk of his prick, and smiled winsomely. Kim was the only one of the girls who betrayed some hesitancy about collaborating with Peggy but Alison nudged her and gave her a warning glance that forbade any further hanging back. Once all four of them had agreed, however reluctantly, to accede to his wishes, he grinned all the more broadly and led the way up the trail. Kim fell back with Peggy, who purposely sought her out, and questioned her about her willingness to engage in sexual activity with Larry.
"The bastard, he thinks he's going to have himself a harem!" Peggy muttered. "But I'll promise you this: once we get him into a safe spot and we can be sure of being by ourselves, I think we might be able to spring a surprise or two on him! You just wait, dear, and see if I'm not right!"
She would not explain herself further and Kim lapsed into silence. As they trudged along she could not help wondering what Peggy had in mind. They found an eminently suitable campsite a little more than an hour later. Kim had no idea what to expect and, since she was left out of the furtive conversations Peggy had with Sandy and Alison, she had no part to play in the succeeding developments.
Once they had unbelted their pack frames and doffed the heavy gear, Sandy looked over at a nearby pool and suggested a bath. They had all sweated heavily during the strenuous climb and the water, no more than a dozen feet across and perfectly clear, looked highly inviting. Peggy readily agreed and initiated the next step by removing her clothing. Larry watched eagerly, stripping himself, and the other girls followed Peggy's example. Once they were all naked-and even Kim stripped, not knowing what else to do-Larry could hardly believe his eyes.
"Hey, look what we've got to play with!" Alison cried. She moved toward Larry and boldly reached out a hand to caress his big prick, which had grown stiff and big with desire. "There's plenty here for all of us, girls!"
Peggy, meanwhile, had fallen back. She was behind Larry and as he submitted to Alison's tenderest caress, accompanied by praise for his cock, she picked up one of her heavy hiking boots. Larry, totally engrossed in Alison's treatment of his prick, did not notice as she approached him and drew back the big boot. She swung the boot in a big circle that ended with the boot's toe thudding against the back of his skull. Alison, timing her own move perfectly, transferred her hand to his balls and gave the big, ripe eggs a hearty squeeze. The nauseating pain from her sudden, treacherous attack would itself have incapacitated him, probably, but Peggy's blow with her boot ensured that he went down in a heap.
When he came to a few minutes later he found that he had been spread-eagled on the ground, with his wrists bound by stout nylon bootlaces to some conveniently placed tree trunks. His feet were also bound tight and he could barely move. Opening his eyes, he groggily looked about.
"Hey, what's the big idea?" He demanded, wincing at a sudden dart of pain through his head. "I thought we were going to have a party and get it on, all that good stuff! What's with this shit, huh?"
"It's just a little idea we cooked up among ourselves," Peggy told him. "It just so happens that we don't like the idea of a joker watching us get raped and manhandled while he doesn't do a damned thing to help us!"
"But I told you about that!" He groaned. "We couldn't move in right then, not before those guys had got the dope! That would've ruined the whole plan!"
"Okay, you were more interested in grabbing some heroin and busting some dealers than you were in helping four girls keep themselves from getting fucked silly," Alison sneered. "Okay, that was your decision. But it's tough shit for you, buddy, because we've got a way of making you understand a little of what it felt like from our end of it!"
"Huh? You mean you're gonna rape me?" He asked, laughing aloud at the idea. "Hell, you don't have to tie me up for that! I'll just lay back and let it happen! I won't even try to stop you, if that's what you're after!"
"It isn't going to work quite that way," Sandy corrected him. "Okay, so maybe you'd like to be raped. That's just another way in which you're wired up different from us. So, we're going to make a few changes in the script."
"Yeah, instead of raping you," Peggy continued, "we're going to make you wish that we would. Except that we aren't!"
He looked at them in bewilderment, obviously unable to see any point to what he was being told. Sandy and Peggy were clearly deriving a great deal of pleasure from his bewilderment, a fact which further confused him. Alison now stepped to the floor and put forward a suggestion which brought a very different look to his face.
"You know something?" She asked, looking at her companions with a devilish smile on her face. "There is a way we could rape him! I've just thought of it and it might be just what we're looking for! You know, I'll bet that he's got a cherry in that asshole of his! He's never made it with a guy, I'd bet on that, and we could be the first ones to fuck him in the ass!"
"Sure, we could try that," Sandy agreed, picking up on the girl's depraved suggestion. "We could whittle us a dildo out of a branch and grease it up with some cooking oil or something, sure we could! Yeah, that might be even better!"
"Hey, you're not serious!" Larry shouted. A look of the utmost apprehension spread over his face when he saw that they were taking Alison's proposal very seriously. "Why, that's ... that isn't right! That's what queers do!"
"I don't know, I've had guys put their cocks up my ass," Alison told him. "Personally, I get off on it pretty good, at least if the guy knows how to do it right. Who knows, you might find out that you really like it better with guys after all! Wouldn't that be a kick in the head!"
"At first we were only going to keep your prick hard for five or six hours and not let you come," Peggy told him. "You know, so that your balls would start aching like they were going to drop off. And then after a little while, you'd start wishing they would drop off, just to keep from hurting anymore. That sort of thing, that's what we really had in mind at first!"
"You bitches!" He fumed. "You were really going to do it!"
"We can still do it," Alison said. "But later on, after he's hurt a while, we could start fucking his asshole with the dildo and let him see what that's like, too. I don't see why we can't have it both ways."
"Sounds good to me," Peggy said, chuckling with delight. "I'll get my pocketknife and start whittling on a branch. I imagine that we'll be able to come up with something that'll do the job!" Larry cursed and fumed violently but all his threats did not gain him a bit of advantage. The girls were implacable and determined to carry out their threat. Even Kim enthusiastically endorsed the idea, once she understood its full ramifications, and she eagerly came forward to assist in whatever way she could. She would have a full role to play, Alison assured her, and she would be able to gain a measure of revenge for the shameful way Dave had treated her.
"All we've got to do is get his balls hot and keep them hot for a long time," Sandy told her. "Guys are funny that way: you keep them hot for a while and they get to where they can't stand it. Their balls really do start to ache and they tell me it's not very much fun at all."
"Oh, you fucking bitches!" Larry fumed. "If I could just get my hands free I'd ... ohhh, I'd show you a thing or two!"
"Sure you would, but you can't get free," Peggy told him. She had gotten her knife out and was now searching through the undergrowth for a suitable piece of wood from which she could fashion a crude dildo. "So I guess that means that we're calling the shots, right? Maybe it'll do you some good, being in a woman's place for a change."
"Yeah, you might not have a cunt," Sandy told him, "but you've got an asshole! And we can sure make your balls ache!"
Kim was not certain that her friends were really serious about violating Larry's anus, though he seemed to take their threats seriously enough. Peggy had found a suitable length of dead limb, a stout cudgel well over a foot in length and a couple of inches thick, perhaps. She set to work trimming and smoothing it with her pocketknife, a task which Larry watched with extreme apprehension.
Alison and Sandy, meanwhile, devoted themselves to tormenting Larry in more subtle but no less devilish ways. Alison stood over him and straddled his head with her feet, a position which gave him an excellent view of the lush, ripe slit between her slender thighs. She grinned down at him as he looked up, unable to keep from staring at that rare treasure which she displayed so freely, and then she slowly bent her legs until she was squatting directly over him. She brought her dark, moist pussy down to within a foot of his face and held it there.
"Like the looks of that?" She purred. "That, my friend, is as tight a cunt as you've ever had around that cock of yours, I'll bet money on that! And you'd better believe that I know how to make it grab and bite at a big, fat prick, too! Here, I'll give you a demonstration!"
With that she reached down and spread the lips of her pussy wide apart so as to expose the rim of her cunt to his eyes. The added pressure on her thighs had forced that delicate opening slightly wider, giving him a chance to glimpse the inner surfaces of the tunnel within, and then she squeezed her abdominal muscles in such a way as to cause her cunt to contract slowly. Larry's eyes widened upon seeing that amazing display of muscular control.
"Just think how nice it would be if you had your cock up my cunt and I were to make it do that to you," she whispered. Fully aware of the libidinous effect of her abandoned display, she deliberately incited him to the fullest extent of her power. "Maybe you could put just the head in, so I could make my cunt nip at the tenderest part of it, over and over, until you were ready to shoot your nuts off. And then, just when you started firing that cream up my cunt, then I'd force it down on you and take every inch of that big thing!"
As she spoke, Sandy had nestled at his side and begun fondling his cock. The tool was already fully erect-despite his discomfort and the fear he felt, his desire could not be controlled-and she peeled back the foreskin with a slow, easy gesture that added immensely to his arousal. Once the head of his prick had been bared, she bent forward and enclosed it with her lips. Her tongue, hot and wet, roamed over the soft, bulbous surface and stroked the especially sensitive underside of the tool's head. As she sucked him, her fingers stroked his balls in a way that even Kim recognized as sexually arousing. His cock seemed to swell out to an even greater diameter and to become even darker with lusty fevers.
"Do it!" Larry gasped, twisting and writhing against the bootlaces which held him so securely. "Ohhh, God, do it to me! Get on me and make it bite my cock! Suck me off with your cunt!"
"Oh, we're a long way from that," Alison told him. "First you're going to have to suck my cunt.
I want to feel your tongue going deep inside, as far as you can get it! I think I'd like to feel you fucking my asshole with your tongue too-that'd be real nice! Oh, I know, I never got a chance to wash Dave's come out of my cunt and ass-he fucked me in the ass, did you know that? But I guess you wouldn't mind if it were a little ripe, would you?"
Kim saw that he was disgusted at the thought of eating Alison's cunt in its present grubby, unwashed condition and she felt sorry for him for a moment. But then she recalled the way he had watched, not attempting to help, when she had been put to the very limits of her endurance by Dave and all her compassion for him vanished. It would serve him right to suffer, she told herself, and she felt an urge to join in humiliating him further.
"Let me help," she said, going over to join Sandy at his loins. "I want to practice sucking a cock and this looks like as good a time as any to start!"
To tell the exact truth, revenge was not her sole motive in making that decision. Larry's cock, long and thick, still looked as beautiful and as exciting as when she had seen it before. The ivory stalk, now slightly flushed with lust's coloring, reared up proudly and blossomed into a dark purple bulb. Sandy's lips had left it wet and shining with saliva, making it all the more attractive, and his balls dangled enticingly below the big erection. Kim's lips sought out those big balls and she began sucking them with a tender, lustful ardor that enormously increased Larry's desire.
"Maybe it would help make him homier," Sandy suggested, "if you were to rub his cock up against your pussy, Kim. A sweet, hot little box like yours, that ought to make him want it more than ever!"
Kim eagerly picked up on the depraved suggestion. She squatted over his belly, facing his feet, and lifted his prick up until the head nestled sweetly against the lips of her pussy. She rubbed the soft, spongy knob into her flesh, working it between the highly aroused lips and spreading her cunt's ointment over the head. Larry groaned from between Alison's thighs and pushed upward with his hips. His cock slithered up the furrow of her pussy and the head scraped over her stiffened clitoris, a touch that sent a shiver of pure physical delight coursing through her body.
"Careful, you two," Alison said when she felt his tongue begin moving even faster inside her pussy's hot lips. "You don't want to get him so worked up that he's going to shoot his nuts off!"
"We'll be careful," Sandy promised. "Kim's just rubbing his prick up against her twat. Once she gets it all juicy and sweet with pussy juice, then I'm going to lick it all off, very slowly! He won't come, but he'll certainly wish that he could before I'm though with him!"
Kim's clitoris shuddered and tingled with a special kind of sexual exultation when she heard her friend's scheme. There was a certain naughtiness to that act, a hint of perversions which she did not want to investigate further, and her body quivered all the more excitedly as she held his cock firmly against the lips of her pussy and slid her hips back and forth along its great, rigid length. Larry groaned deep in his throat but he was far too excited to be able to protest. He knew that he was being manipulated in the grossest, most blatant manner possible and yet he could not help but cooperate with their wicked plan. Even though he knew that he was cooperating with them, he could not help working his tongue further into Alison's hot, come-reeking cunt, just as he could not help responding to the intimate warmth of Kim's sweet young pussy and Sandy's hot, skilled mouth.
Sandy governed the group's movements, since she was in the best position to gauge his pace of erotic arousal. She sensed when he was nearing the point of climax and signalled her companions, allowing them to ease off the ferocity of their attentions. Kim looked down during one such pause and saw his huge cock throbbing helplessly. A tiny droplet of clear fluid had gathered in the deep slit crowning the very tip of that tool. Sandy told her that it was a kind of pre-come fluid, something that men gave off when they were extremely excited.
"It tastes just like come," she said. "But it isn't as thick as the real stuff. Well let him settle down after a minute or two and you can try it, if you want to. It's really kind of neat, tasting it like this."
Kim made the experiment and found it extremely exciting, just as Sandy had promised. She could also taste the remnants of her own pussy's lustful dew on his prick, since Sandy had not licked off every trace of that youthful moisture. The combination proved to be especially effective for her and she felt an irresistible urge to masturbate. Both Sandy and Alison encouraged her to do so and they insisted that she take up a position which would allow Larry to watch, since they believed that watching the young girl fingerfuck herself would make him more excited than ever. They were exactly right, of course, and his balls became even more swollen and discolored with lusty hungers.
Peggy had laid aside her piece of wood and the pen knife for the moment, though she vowed that she would finish the dildo shortly, and came over to add her efforts to those of the others. She moistened her right middle finger in her own cunt, which was extremely wet with her sexual lubricant, and worked her hand down between Larry's thighs. As Sandy began sucking him once more, she inserted the tip of her finger into his asshole. He clenched his sphincter tight but could not overcome the advantages she had over him. Her finger slipped up his ass and he groaned in misery. She inserted the finger far enough to touch his prostate, then quickly withdrew it when he cried out with delight at the sudden, and entirely unexpected, flash of sexual pleasure which that contact gave him.
"Gays aren't that stupid," she told him. "They know something about guys, you see, and now you can see, maybe, why some of them like to get fucked up the ass! Who knows, maybe we've made the most important discovery of your life for you!"
Larry sobbed piteously and begged for them to finish the work they had begun. They were entirely adamant, however, and refused to honor his begging requests. They spent the rest of that day in tormenting him in every way they could imagine, some of which were extremely ingenious. Larry maintained a throbbing erection for a good five hours and when the period came to a close he was almost sobbing with pain and frustration. Still, they did not give him the release he sought. He cried out all the more fiercely when they retreated from him, leaving him spread-eagled on the ground. He knew that the cessation of sexual enticement would be only the beginning of his agony. Soon his balls would begin to ache, just as though they were being inexorably pressed in an invisible vise. His words fell on deaf ears and brought no response at all from the girls.
"Are we going to keep this up for very long?" Kim asked when they were far enough away from him not to be overheard. "The guy looks like he's going to bust!"
"He won't be seriously hurt," Peggy said. "But I'm not sure about myself. God, I never realized just how exciting it could be, working on a guy like that!"
"Yeah, me too," Alison said. "You know, I don't think I could take much more of that myself, not without getting my cunt reamed out! Damn, I've nearly fingerfucked myself raw and still I'm horny!"
"Let's not give him the whole treatment," Sandy suggested. "I mean, we could get ourselves a quick fuck, after we've let him suffer a while. And then maybe tomorrow we could work on him some more."
"Yeah, that sounds like a winner," Alison said.
They agreed that they would have their dinner and that they would then return to Larry. After teasing him and tormenting him again, they would draw straws to see which of them received his charge of sperm in her cunt. Each of them was eager to receive that honor, since they knew that he would have a tremendous load of come in his balls and that the shot would rocket out of his cock like a cannonball.
"Well, whatever happens, maybe he'll know a little more about what it's like not to be in charge of your own body," Sandy said when they had finished their meal. "If he doesn't get anything else out of it, that ought to do him some good!"
"He's going to get something else," Kim said. "At least, he is if I'm the one who draws his number, and I think it'll be the same for the rest of you too. He's going to get himself a first-class fucking!"
Her remark found a general agreement among her companions. Setting their dishes aside, they stood up and marched over to Larry, who lay naked and apprehensively waiting their return. Never would he have believed that he could see four naked girls of such loveliness coming toward him and feel such fear, but that was exactly the case. The smiles of pleasure on their faces did little to reassure him but his prick began moving and swelling when they settled down around him and began touching his body here and there.
"Yes, get it hard for us," Peggy whispered, looking into his eyes and grinning lewdly. "Big and hard, and then maybe ... but you'll just have to wait and see what we decide to do with it next!"
