Chapter 5
The sun was just going down, and the bedroom was filled with long shadows.
Diane, completely exhausted, lay curled naked on the bed. Her body was sore from the energetic workout both Pam and Buck had given her during the course of the afternoon, and the shapely blonde was content merely to relax.
She had been shocked, and yet at the same time delighted, at discovering the wanton enthusiasm the usually shy Pam had exhibited towards any and all forms of sex she could get. The Umber young nymphet had licked Diane's cunt and asshole no less eagerly than she'd taken Buck's huge cock up her snatch, the three of them managing to do all of this simultaneously and at Pam's urging. Other variations and combinations had followed rapidly.
Diane could hear Buck and Pam laughing and giggling in the bathroom. They were taking a shower together, and every time the sexy thirteen-year-old's giggles would end in a sharp gasp or an excited squeal, Diane knew that Buck was soaping a particularly sensitive area of her lithe anatomy.
Diane's mind-now that the lust that had consumed her had been fully satiated-turned once again to thoughts of escape. She'd had several chances to possibly get away during the afternoon, but each time she'd shrugged the opportunity off in favor of staying and indulging the desires of her body.
Realizing this, Buck was no longer watching the young farm wife as carefully as he had been.
From the sounds now coming from the bathroom, it was obvious that the seductive schoolgirl was probably either sucking Buck's massive cock furiously, or else taking it up into her tight pink snatch. Whatever the case, it was equally obvious from Buck's shuddering groans that the man was in no position to notice any attempts Diane might make to get away.
Scooting off the bed, Diane quickly picked her robe up and slipped it on. She knew she had no time to waste getting dressed.
Barefooted, she stealthily made her way down the hall and then out into the kitchen. With a sigh of relief, she glanced back in the direction of the bathroom, and then went straight out the back door.
To Diane's amazement, she stumbled right into two rough-looking men standing on the back porch. She stared at them, her mouth agape, and the taller of the two grabbed her arm and held her.
He wasn't much older than Diane, and he had unruly blond hair and a starkly angular face. A razor-thin scar on his cheek ran from his ear all the way to the tip of his chin.
"Get inside," the other man, who seemed to be in his fifties, said quietly. "Come on, move it!"
The man giving the orders was as heavyset and stocky as a rain barrel. He was unshaven, and one of his eyelids drooped noticeably lower than the other.
When all of them were inside the kitchen with the door closed, the younger man let go of Diane's arm.
"What do you want?" she asked numbly, and it was then that she realized both the men were wearing prison work-farm clothing similar to Buck's. With a weary shake of her head, Diane said, "If you're looking for Buck, he's in the shower."
This surprised both of them.
"Buck Thompson?" The young man with the scar laughed. "Buck's hiding out here too? Well, ain't that something!"
"Go get him," the other said simply, settling himself comfortably on a kitchen chair. He motioned for Diane to sit down also.
A few moments later, Buck came in stark naked with a grin on his face. Pam followed him, wearing Diane's nightgown, and it was clinging to her in places where her skin was still wet. The man with the scar was right behind them.
"Tanner, you old sonofabitch, I thought the law got you two!" Buck laughed.
"Hell, no!" Tanner smiled back, his eyes taking in Pam's supple curves. He licked his lips. "Prescott and I were just a little too slick for 'em. Anyway, I guess there's enough room here for all of us to lay low until the heat dies down. Especially with such charming company."
Trembling at the thought of the gruff old man's hands on her, Diane looked away uncomfortably. Sprawling naked under Buck had been more pleasurable than she could have ever imagined, but the idea of a gang-bang turned her stomach.
Pam was looking young Prescott up and down, and she finally said with an impish smile, "I'm still horny enough to hoot, and Buck's cock is too limp right now to do me any good." The pretty teenager sidled up next to Prescott and rubbed herself against him. "I'll bet you've got a nice, hard prick under those ragged pants."
The blond man looked at the girl oddly. "Listen," he said, "I've had a really rough day of it, kid. It's not easy running through woods and over cornfields, not to mention the fucking dogs out there that chased me. I'm beat, and all I care about right this second is getting some sleep."
Pouting, the vivacious thirteen-year-old nymphet suddenly acted as if she couldn't care less.
"Come here, little girl," Tanner said from where he was sitting at the table. "I'm not beat,, and my old cock is straining to bust free just from looking at you. Come on, give it a little suck."
The green-eyed girl giggled, and then right in front of all of them she squatted down and unzipped Tanner's fly.
The older man slapped his leg and laughed again, his laugh cut short abruptly when Pam's slender fingers encircled his stiff prick and pulled it out.
"Oh, it's so big!" Pam cooed, her hand squeezing until the head of Tanner's cock was red and throbbing. "It looks good enough to eat, but I'd rather feel it in my cunt."
Diane and Buck and Prescott watched as the youngster unbuttoned the stocky man's pants and yanked them down. Smiling lewdly at Tanner, she stood up and wiggled out of the nightgown.
Standing next to Diane, Prescott sucked his breath in at the sight of Pam's flawless young body. He soon was looking back and forth from Pam to Diane.
Tanner, sliding forward on his chair so that his upright cock jutted out even more, held his arms open for the slinky girl climbing up on him.
Still giggling, Pam wrapped her arms around the man's neck and pulled his face into the warm cleavage of her bare tits. She held his face there, her high-pitched giggle breaking loose again when Tanner began kissing and sucking at her sleek flesh.
He had his hands on her hips, and while she stood with her strong, young legs straddling his lap, he licked at and mouthed the girl's delightfully ripe nipples.
Spreading her knees, Pam lowered herself until Tanner's fleshy cock-head slid wetly into her tight cunt. She stiffened with a gasp, her thighs tensing, and then she sat down fully, shuddering, and impaled herself on the older man's standing prick.
"It's filling me right up!" Pam gushed, wriggling her firm ass in Tanner's lap and making him groan. Her groin was pressed to his, and she had her smoothly-muscled thighs spread as wide as possible. "Your big cock is throbbing like crazy in my pussy! God, it's so tight in there!
MMMMMMMmmm!"
His mouth nibbled lightly at one of her smooth shoulders, and then he sucked at her silky neck. Sliding his hands down, Tanner cupped the round cheeks of the young girl's sweaty ass, squeezing and causing her to giggle still again.
Pam said laughingly, "Mister Convict, I'm going to fuck you until you can't even get up out of this chair."
"If you'd be so kind, little lady," Tanner replied. "This old jail-bird would appreciate it greatly."
Her bare feet on each side of his legs and flat on the floor, the perky eighth-grader began slowly rocking her slender hips back and forth. She moved with a supple wiggle, squirming in the heavyset man's lap and taking his thick cock deep in her slippery cunt.
The three on-lookers watched transfixed while the dark-haired vixen gradually began pumping quicker and quicker, her squeals of delight growing more intense and her naked body already damp with sweat.
The curve of Pam's round little belly bowed out and then flattened again repeatedly as she jerked her wriggling ass up and down and back and forth. Her arms still tight around Tanner's neck, she was soon lurching at him with every feverish thrust, her feet inching back until her knees were angled down and only her toes touched the floor. Bouncing up and down on the moaning man's lap, the green-eyed moppet kept driving her tight pussy down onto Tanner's throbbing cock with all the enthusiasm she possessed.
His chest against Pam's bobbing tits, the stocky Tanner was squeezing her writhing ass into two handfuls of quivering flesh, his fingers leaving small red marks on her satiny-white skin.
"It's so good!" Pam groaned. "OHHHHHHH! OHHHHHH MY GOD! Your hard prick keeps spearing so deep into my cunt! It's going so deep! OHHHHHH GOD!"
From where Diane was, she could see the younger girl's cunt-lips gaping wetly, revealing the glistening pink flesh within. Pam was sliding her hotly-gripping snatch up and down on Tanner's cock. Diane watched without blinking.
Pam's short, dark bangs kept sticking to her damp forehead, and every now and then she'd reach up with one small hand and brush them aside, her straining hips not slowing for a moment.
Between clenched teeth, the squirming thirteen-year-old hissed into Tanner's ear, "Fuck me! Ram your stiff cock up this little girl's hairy cunt! OHHHHHH! MMMMM! Shove your meat up my snatch, and make it tingle even more!"
The not-so-innocent moppet tensed and then groaned loudly when the large convict's hips suddenly jerked up off the chair and he began slamming his twitching prick as hard as he could into her pink snatch. He clutched at her sweaty ass until Pam cried out, her quaking body moving still more frantically as she met each of his thrusts from underneath with one of her own.
"That's it, that's it!" the horny schoolgirl panted excitedly. "Fuck the piss out of me! Drive your prick up me! Harder! Fuck me harder! OHHHHHH SHIT! OHHHH! Ream my cunt out with your big cock! OHHHHHH GOD! My pussy's ready to catch on fire! Fuck me with all your might! Make it good for me! OHHHHHH! OHHHHHH JESUS CHRIST! OHHHHH SWEET GOD!"
The lust raging through Pam was contagious, and Diane could feel her own hot cunt throbbing and oozing so much slick juice a trail of it was slowly making its way down the inside of one of her full thighs. Next to the now-trembling blonde, Buck's mammoth prick was jutting out straight in front of him. On the other side of her, Prescott stood staring at Tanner and the wriggling girl straddling him, the pulsing bulge in the front of Prescott's pants evidence enough of his arousal'.
Breathing hard, Tanner hammered his solid cock into the juiciest depths of Pam's pulsating cunt, his hairy crotch grinding into hers and his balls 'bouncing around crazily.
The muscles in the pretty nymphet's ass and thighs and calves strained as she lurched and bucked on top of Tanner's churning hips. She hung onto him tightly, jerking and shuddering with pleasure every time the man's rigid prick buried itself in her wetly sucking pussy and then pistoned back out. Pam's hot cunt was so slippery-wet that her crotch and Tanner's were both soaked with her oily moisture. She pumped even faster.
Prescott said hoarsely, "Christ, I can smell that kid's pussy from here!" The bulge in his pants jerked, and he absently squeezed it.
His eyes glazed, Tanner was pounding his meaty prick up into the groaning eighth-grader's clenching snatch with thrusts that raised her right up onto the very tips of her toes. Her shaking thighs were locked around his legs, and she kept tensing and untensing them, her flesh so slick with sweat he could barely hold onto her bouncing ass.
Urging the aging convict on, Pam breathed hotly, "Cram your prick in my cunt harder! AHHHHHHH! You're fucking a little girl! Does that excite you? OHHHHHH GOD! You're fucking my tight little pussy to death! You're fucking my cunt raw! Fuck me, fuck me faster and harder! AHHHHHH! AHHHHHH! I LOVE IT! Your big, mean cock is ripping my cunt to pieces! Go deeper, push it deeper!"
Pam's firm tits bounced wildly, the round undersides shiny with perspiration. She took several quick gulps of air through her mouth, and then she groaned, "Stick your finger up my ass! Stick it up my asshole and work it in and out! OHHHHHHH! Hurry! I'm starting to come! Fingerfuck my asshole! Cram your finger up my ass! OHHHHHH FUCK!"
Tanner's fingers dug in between the cheeks of Pam's ass, a lone forefinger poking quickly into the thrashing girl's twitching asshole and probing as deep as it could reach.
Straining for all she was worth, the climaxing youngster jammed her sweet cunt down on Tanner's upright cock, with a rasping cry. She tightened her arms around his neck, clinging to him, and her body shook violently.
Tanner's legs straightened out in front of him, and his hips pumped wildly. He gasped and groaned, his head thrown back and his eyes wide. His face got red, and then he suddenly dropped back into the chair with a loud moan, Pam still tensed against him and breathing ragged.