Chapter 4

"OMIGOD, GET IT IN ME!" I groaned, unable to repress my fierce desire any longer. "OOOOHH, I'M DYING FOR YOUR PRICK; I CANT WAIT TO FEEL IT FUCKING MY CUNT OFF! I'M SO HOT, SO FUCKING HOT! MMMMMM, DO IT TO ME, TERRY, DO IT NOW!"

"Hey, I'm not ready yet!" Dianne cried out. "You're cheating on me!"

I couldn't wait for her to get herself fully aroused, nor could Terry. I'd inadvertently contributed to his further arousal by fondling his cock and rubbing it against the lips of my pussy while he joined in the lewd conversation with Dianne. When she turned her attention to Mark, accordingly, and began rubbing his prick against her own slit, Terry found his attention directed back to me. His cock must have sensed the animal warmth and eagerness that infused my body and he began inching closer to me. My pussy had a liberal coating of the rich, musky oil which my cunt produced whenever I was excited and this, together with the saliva he had left there when he had been Frenching me, ensured that his big prong easily slipped into the taut, quivering mouth of my cunt.

"AGGGHHHH!" I groaned as that incomparable tool spread my flesh into a big circle and then slipped into the tight, hot tunnel awaiting it. "OOOHH, YOU'RE FUCKING MY HEART OUT! MMMMM, YOUR COCK'S SO FUCKING BIG, IT'S TEARING MY CUNT ALL TO PIECES! GET

IT IN, HURRY! AHHHHH! I'M CUMING ALREADY; I CANT HOLD IT BACK ANY MORE! AIIIEEE! MMMMMM! UNNNGGHHH!"

I later discovered, when watching one of the boys fuck Dianne, that a prick has a curious effect upon a pussy when it plows into the crevice hidden between the cunt lips: the initial thrust, especially, depresses the flesh around the vital opening, driving it inward so that it seems to shrink back from the marvelous penetration, and this pressure tightens the flesh around the cut. Thus, that tender little nub, so exquisitely sensitive to any kind of pressure, receives a decided stimulation from the entrance of a prick into a cunt, even though nothing touches it directly. That was what happened to me on that occasion and the effects were cataclysmic. I felt my clitoris give a decided ping of outraged feeling and then begin throbbing with a powerful, insistent beat that meant only one thing: my climax was upon me already and was going to run its own headlong course!

It seemed that a big fist suddenly gripped my womb and cunt, squeezing them in a grasp of unimaginable strength and wringing all the pent-up emotion from them. I shrieked out with joy when I felt the' onset of that monumental explosion and then lapsed into a series of shrill, wordless cries as the pressures within my body mounted higher. Again and again those long, shuddering waves of orgasmic pleasure poured out of my excited cunt, infusing my entire body with lusty joy. The long period of sexual arousal without relief now paid off in a climax that ripped through my body and shattered my soul with its force.

Terry drove his cock in and down without regard for my pleasure, though in truth I can think of nothing that would have been more effective than the brutal, selfish way he thrust his tool into my hot, quivering cunt. He sensed a climax of his own building up in his big, semen-packed balls and he drove directly to his own personal goal. Once he had crammed all his long, thick tool into my cunt he began fucking back and forth with quick, driving strokes that sent the head of his prick thudding up against my cervix, lending even more delicious pangs to the spasms which radiated out from that tightly packed tunnel. At the apex of each stroke the wiry mass of fur at the base of his prick slammed into the lips of my pussy and the hard, bony mass behind that hair flattened my tender flesh. I quickly discovered that, by coordinating my motions with his, I could grind my pussy against the base of his cock when he was in me to the fullest extent and gain another kind of pleasure from his fucking action. I could also rub my throbbing, tortured clit into the base of his belly by jerking my hips downward and I added that movement to the flurry of hip thrusts and grinds which I threw up at him.

I could feel his balls, big and heavy with lust, slapping against my ass-hole when he drove his cock home and that excited me too. I'd never before realized just how exquisitely sensitive my ass was but that experience brought it home to me with powerful clarity. Had he chosen that moment to transfer his prick from my cunt to my ass-hole, I know that I'd have accepted it without hesitation; I was so fully excited that I'd have done anything of a remotely sexual nature if only it promised to give me more of the pleasure that now infused every pore of my body. Terry wanted only my cunt at that moment, however, and he fucked away at me with a strength that made my climax endure far beyond what I normally experienced at such times.

Of course, the presence of Dianne, and the sound of her lusty cries as she exhorted Mark to fuck her harder and deeper-like me, she enjoyed the feel of a big cock probing into the uttermost reaches of her cunt-made me even more excited. I was vaguely aware of her and some of the sexual electricity she and Mark generated in their own frantic coupling drifted over to lend even more erotic power to my own situation. Virtually all of my attention, however, focused on my cunt and on the immense, restless fucking tool it contained. Terry worked the big rod in and out faster when he felt himself nearing his climax. I sensed the extra urgency in his speedier thrusts and fucked back at him as hard as I could. I lifted my legs higher along his body, bringing the mouth of my cunt up a trifle and opening my body even more completely to him. He drove into me deeper than any man had ever been before and then began to come.

Perhaps it was due to my extraordinary state of sexual arousal, but at the time I believed that his ejaculation was even stronger than the lightning bolts of sexual joy which Mark had fired into my cunt. I felt his big cock swell up, seeming to expand to at least twice its regular size, and then that first, incredibly strong spurt of hot cum shot out and bathed the rear of my cunt with liquid fire. His cock became intensely alive and leaped about madly within my flesh, saturating me with his scalding cream time and time again. He held himself deeply planted for a second or two, long enough for his trembling tool to fire off two of those hot jets of love cream, and then began fucking me again, harder than ever. He whipped his prick in and out as fast as he could in an effort to create more friction against the trembling head of his rod. I squeezed every muscle of my body, hoping to make my cunt tighten around his prick, and shuddered with new Waves of orgasmic joy.

Terry's climax naturally heightened my own cream and I could feel my cunt almost melting around his cock. My entire being, body and mind together, were infused with lusty arousal and satisfaction of the most intense kind. I could have laid there forever and felt his enormous prick shooting jism into my cunt; even now I can vividly recall the savage thrill of holding his tool as it emptied itself of every vestige of passion and lust. I continued to rub my loins against his dong after the big rod had ceased to spurt out its hot, thick load. He remained plenty hard and, though he had temporarily lost his desire, he was willing to remain inside me. I held onto him tightly and began fucking myself against his cock, feeling another climax beginning to form inside my cunt.

"OOOOOOHH, YOU'RE STILL HARD!" I murmured wonderingly. "MMMM, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF THAT WONDERFUL COCK! JUST KEEP IT LIKE THAT, TERRY; I'LL FUCK US BOTH INTO ANOTHER CUM. I KNOW I WILL! AHHH, IT'S IN ME SO DEEP, SO FUCKING DEEP!"

Dianne and Mark were throwing themselves at each other with gusto as I began a slow, sensual weaving motion that was to lead to my second series of orgasms with Terry. They cried out at each other, inciting themselves and each other to greater heights of sexual endeavor. I chanced a quick look over at them and saw that Dianne had brought her legs so far up that the calves of her legs were actually resting on Mark's broad shoulders! This extreme position resulted in her cunt being held high in the air; I could actually see the thick shaft of his prick sliding back and forth into the honey-brown mass of fur masking her pussy. The sight of his cock entering her body had a powerfully erotic effect upon me and gave added strength to my fucking motion. I began throwing myself harder against Terry and soon felt my reward taking shape deep inside my cunt.

"UNNGGHHH!" I groaned, working harder as the climax loomed larger. "I'M GOING TO CUM AGAIN! AGGHHH! I'M CUMING, I'M CUMING AGAIN! MMMMMM, I'LL NEVER STOP CUMING: YOU'RE GOING TO FUCK ME FOREVER!"

My enthusiasm grew warmer with every pounding thrust of my cunt.. I surged upward violently when I felt the delicious explosion inside my loins, releasing my passion once more. Terry snapped out of his post-orgasmic indifference and began humping into me again, lending another source of savage delight to my orgasm. He fucked furiously for a moment, giving a compelling thoroughness to the convulsive spasms of lusty joy that ripped through my midsection, and then eased off when he saw that he wouldn't be able to cum again any time soon. My work had been only too effective, he said; his balls were depleted and he couldn't summon up even a vestige of sensual arousal.

Dianne and Mark, however, were in the throes of a long and frantic culmination to their fucking session. He was hammering his prick into her over and over, bringing soft, panting gasps of joy to her lips; she quivered excitedly as he worked his prick in and out of her love-slick cunt. I looked over just as his cock burst into flowing life and saw the joy that spread over his handsome young face when his balls released their sperm. Dianne threw her head back and shrieked with anguished pleasure. She obviously relished the feel of a big cock shooting hot cream into her cunt and she gave herself over to her pleasure with a rare, dedicated enthusiasm. I then discovered that a woman's face, however beautiful, becomes transfixed with a special loveliness when she is feeling those delicious spasms of orgasmic wonder spreading through her cunt and making her entire body hum with sexual joy. Dianne was not unattractive-her regular features, her clear complexion, her blonde hair gave her something of an ail-American girl look-but at that moment, with Mark's prick lodged deep in her cunt and her cut throbbing powerfully, she became a truly beautiful girl.

"Mmmmm, what a cunt-twister!" she murmured after a few moments. "Baby, you know how to let it all hang out! I thought I was dying for a minute!"

"What a way to go!" he replied. "That cunt of yours, it was sucking me just as hard as it could! A cunt blow job, that's what it ended up being!"

"Speaking of blow jobs," she said, "I didn't get a chance to go down on you before. Are you going to be ready to let me eat you a little?"

"I wouldn't pass that up for anything," he assured her. "Any time you're ready, baby, I'll feed you the meat!"

My own cunt gave a convulsive twitch upon hearing that. I remembered mouthing Mark's cock when it was covered with our love juices and the thought sent hot flashes of desire coursing over my body once again. Terry noticed my reaction, since his prick was still solidly planted in my hole, and it gave him an idea which made my clit throb even harder. He suggested that he and Mark switch partners for that phase of the act. I was already so excited that I couldn't help agreeing, and Dianne greeted the proposal with a special enthusiasm which I wouldn't have expected from one so young; I later discovered that she had had even more sexual experiences than I and that she spent quite as much of her time in thinking about them. She urged Mark to do it, saying that she was extremely eager to taste Terry's prick after it had been in my cunt, and the boys quickly made the transition.

I reached down to finger my slit as Mark straddled my shoulders and brought his dripping prick down toward my lips. His rod dripped with cum and it was altogether the most sensually affecting thing I'd ever seen. If anything I found it even more exciting simply because it had been in another woman's cunt that might be taken as an indication of the extent to which I'd already been corrupted by the boys. He thrust the hot, wet rod down to my mouth and I closed my fingers over my pussy as I opened my mouth. I could feel a warm, thick trickle of Terry's love juice ebbing from the lips of my pussy; I rubbed my fingers into the sticky cream and began rubbing it over my flesh. The sensation of his love juice spreading over my pussy gave me a great deal of pleasure, though this was as nothing compared to the savage thrill I felt when I closed my lips around his cock and tasted the unique ointment covering its surface.

I could clearly distinguish between Dianne's delicate, sweetish cunt juice and the stronger, saltier flavor of Mark's cum. The two tastes combined to give my senses a decided jolt and once again I felt my body tensing up for yet another storm of sexual pleasure. I curled my tongue around his cock and sucked him as hard as I could when he began fucking into my mouth. He drove the head of his prick far back into my throat but I managed to take it without gagging. My fingers dug deeper into the mouth of my pussy and a thicker flow of Terry's cum flooded my fingers. In rubbing the sticky cream into all parts of my pussy, I gave my ass several caresses. Finding that that tiny opening was still highly sensitive, I concentrated more attention upon it and before long, to my surprise, I was finger-fucking my ass-hole with one finger of my right hand while I was stroking my pussy and clit with the fingers of my left hand.

"Hey, she's doing it to herself!" Chuck announced, having taken up a position between my legs which enabled him to see my fingers working. "And Dianne's giving herself a hand job too! Wow, you guys oughtta see the sight; both of these babes are just too much! Wow, they're really giving their cunts a workout!"

I mentally congratulated Dianne for her thoroughness as I continued sucking at Mark's prick. He didn't fuck my mouth with any purpose except seeing me lick the cum off his tool, though I was getting a thorough sexual pleasure from it, and it wasn't long before I could feel the storm preparing to erupt from deep within my cunt. A momentary flash of shame and guilt passed over my mind, a reminder that I shouldn't be behaving like this in front of young people to whom I was supposed to set an example, but the overall stimulation was far too intense-for such a weak-minded thought to have any effect whatever. I lavished kisses upon Mark's prick and dug my fingers into my body harder, seeking a release to the tension which had built up deep inside my cunt.

I soon had my cunt in a state of uproarious orgasmic pleasure once more. Mark's cock worked back and forth in my mouth, inevitably reminding me of the way it had pistoned in and out of my cunt two days before. The taste of his cream, mingled with the flavor of Dianne's hot little cunt, was enough to make my mind stagger under the weight of the powerful waves of sexual ecstasy and thus I orgasmed once again. Even though the lusty storm dinned in my ears I could hear Dianne's frantic moans as she too worked away at her own body and sucked at Terry's cock with all the lascivious power she could muster.

"The nice thing about being a woman," she told me after the boys had crawled off us, leaving us alone for a few minutes, "is that we don't have to get hard to be horny. We can do it over and over again, you know."

"Yes, but there's a limit to what the boys can stand," I pointed out.

I quickly learned that the girl hadn't intended any reference to the boys at all. My eyes widened with horror when I found out exactly what she meant; it gave me a considerable shock to discover that she wanted to fuck with me! Naturally I'd encountered a few cases of lesbianism during my career as a camp counselor; in any girls' camp there is--likely to be at least one girl eager to corrupt the more willing of her peers. I'd never before encountered a homosexual girl who was so good-looking, however, nor had I any experience with girls who wanted their sex both ways.

Dianne laughed with genuine delight when she discovered just how naive I was. She assured me that she wasn't a lesbian; the thought of devoting herself exclusively to girls, she said, filled her with a vague sense of nausea. She did, however, enjoy an occasional change of pace, a relief from the constant prick-consciousness of boys, and it was this sort of experience which she had planned for me. I expressed my horror in no uncertain terms and stated that I had no intention of behaving in any such manner.

My rebellion had a very short life. It took only a sentence from Mark to bring me around; he reminded me of my own dangerous position and how a casual word to his father could easily dislodge me from my position with the church. I saw that I was completely boxed in and that I wasn't going to have any choice in the matter-if the boys wanted me to perform perverted acts of that sort with Dianne, then that is exactly what I'd have to do. Dianne's eyes glinted happily when she saw the expression of sullen defeat come over my face.

"That's okay," she told me. "You might hate the thought now but I'm going to teach you to love games with girls. After all, it's just another way of balling; why, I could start eating your pussy and you wouldn't know whether it was me or one of the boys here who was giving you the head!"

I scoffed at that and there was my undoing. They promptly ordered me to close my eyes and to assume a position which would enable them to prove her statement. Fearing the consequences if I disobeyed, I complied with their request and drew my legs up until my knees were pressing into my breasts. This elevated my pussy and allowed it to jut from between the backs of my thighs, thus laying out the slit for any who wished to taste it.

"Just keep your eyes closed," Dianne told me, "and see what you think about this for starters! See if you can tell who's eating that cunt of yours!"

Almost retching with disgust, I screwed my eyelids together and sucked in a deep breath. For a moment I felt nothing and then someone touched my pussy. I couldn't identify the touch at first; it was exquisitely gentle and also highly arousing. After a moment I could feel a tongue probing between the lips of my pussy, digging into the mouth of my cunt and then sliding forward to glide over my clit. The sensation was so decidedly strong that I couldn't help grunting with pleasure. Of course I couldn't tell who it was that was licking my slit but, imagining that no boy would want to put his lips and tongue to a pussy so ripe with a man's cum I stated that it was Dianne who was eating me. Chuck, who had remained at my head to ensure that I kept my eyes closed, now pulled his hands away and invited me to see for myself. The individual continued to run a hot tongue over my slit, keeping in constant contact, and thus I knew that a switch hadn't been made. I opened my eyes, looked down and saw Mark's face poised just above my throbbing pussy, his tongue gouging into my hot flesh!

"Here, let me have a taste," Dianne told him, pulling him away from me and fastening her lips onto his. "Mmmmmm!" she exclaimed with delight over the taste she found on his lips.

Now I can sympathize with her but at that time it struck me as incredible that anyone, let alone a member of my own sex who had a beautiful face and body, as well as a very real appreciation of the opposite sex, could want to taste Mark's mouth at that moment. Dianne kissed away all the cum from his lips and turned to me. She lowered her face down to my throbbing slit and tongued me gently; I shivered at first and then groaned out in anguish when her tongue began exciting me. She had a way of using her tongue to the maximum advantage and I received the full benefit of her perverted skill. She licked the outer edges of my slit and gradually worked her tongue and lips toward the lips of my pussy; by the time she kissed them I was so alive with sexual feeling that it seemed that her tongue was touching every part of my body. I felt incredibly strong surges of sexual pleasure spreading through my loins and I knew that it wouldn't be very long before they swelled into a crescendo of orgasmic splendor.

"Mmmmmm, nice ass-hole too!" she murmured, pulling her face away to look at that orifice for a moment. "So fuckable!"

"She was fihgerfucking herself in the ass a while ago," ChUck told her. "It looked like she was really enjoying it too!"

My heart pounded hotly when I heard him giving my secret away, though I had no reason to expect any mercy from any of them. Dianne smiled and gave me a friendly, conspiratorial look, as if to say "we'll show them!" She brought a hand up and rubbed my ass with a finger tip; I moaned softly at the touch and tried to control the hot, sensual response which flashed through my body.

"Yes, it's a live one," she murmured. "Okays darling, I guess we'll just have to admit that you're a hell of a lot sexier than anybody ever guessed. Here, I'll give you a little workout, hmmm?"

With that she began fingering my ass-hole and tonguing my pussy at the same time, I shuddered heavily, feeling a rising flood of sensuality within my body, and she began working harder. She alternated caresses with her finger and darts from her tongue; I nearly cried out with agonized delight when I felt her tongue pressing into my ass-hole. She continued to work back and forth from my pussy to my ass-hole, cannily working me up to a state of sexual excitement which reduced me to a mindless lump of quivering anticipation.

Thus I was absolutely defenseless when she told me that she was tired of giving me all the attention. She said that she deserved some special consideration too and that she was going to mount me so that we could suck each other off simultaneously. When I mumbled something to the effect that I knew nothing about eating a pussy she laughed and told me that I had only to do to her whatever I wanted done to me when a man was devouring my slit. That, she promised me, would ensure that I'd give her the best head available. I knew that I was sinking deeper into that bottomless morass of sexual depravity which Mark had pointed me toward but at that moment I was so fully aroused, so totally stimulated, that I readily agreed to suck her pussy.

She got onto me, reversing herself so that we assumed the sixty-nine position, and I looked to find my face only inches away from one of the sexiest looking pussies I'd ever seen. In fact, it was about the only pussy I'd ever seen, always excepting my own; the newness of the sight, together with the knowledge of what I was going to do to it, combined to make it highly arousing. She spread her knees further apart and the lips fell open, revealing the inner contours and the small, crescent-shaped opening leading up into her womb. The slit couldn't have been more than half an inch across, if that much, but I knew my own pussy well enough to know that even so small a cunt could easily be stretched to accommodate even the biggest cock. A thick, translucent coating of sexual juices gave the slit an added attractiveness and a strong, rank scent of sexual excess wafted down to my nostrils. Her ass-hole was perched just above the cuntal opening.

I reached up to spread her flesh wider with my fingers and then lightly touched my tongue to her pussy. The taste of the well-fucked cunt immediately assailed my brain, infecting me with a stronger desire to serve her well; I resisted the first impulse, which was to thrust my tongue deep into her cunt, and contented myself with slow, tender touches that proved in the long run to be even more effective. I'd long ago found that a soft, almost imperceptible touch did far more to make my pussy full alive with feeling and I now applied this knowledge for the first time to another female.

"Mmmmm, you eat pussy like a queen!" Dianne moaned, settling down and holding my own slit open with her fingers. "Get after it, baby; I'll cum all over your fucking face! And I'll suck the juice out of you, too!"

A momentary touch of perverseness made me refuse to eat her as hard and as purposefully as she would have liked. Suddenly I wanted to tease her, to torture her as I'd been tormented, especially by Mark. I wanted her to feel her cunt crying out for release and aching with a terrible intensity. Thus I continued to touch only the tip of my tongue to those parts of her pussy which were less sensitive, though I knew that she wanted me to suck on her clit and drive my tongue deep into her cunt so that she could come quickly. It was a difficult task to restrain myself; the taste of Mark's salty jism was strong upon her slit and it made me want to devour her hot slit. I managed to hold back, however, and she steadily became more insistent.

I began flicking the tip of my tongue over her ass-hole and found that this affected her even more. She quivered mightily when my tongue first touched that rose-like orifice; I felt a strange thrill running over my own body when I saw how powerfully I could affect her. Suddenly all my fear slipped away and I became totally possessed by a surging desire to make her experience the highest level of sexual pleasure possible. I held back from giving her the hard, punishing strokes with my tongue which would bring her off, even though she lavished intoxicating kisses upon my own pussy in an effort to fire me with hunger.

Finally, when I judged that she could stand the pressure no longer, I thrust my lips up hard against the rim of her cunt and shoved my tongue into that hot, tight crevice with all the strength I possessed. I moved my tongue around that muscular opening, caressing its inner surfaces; I knew that this was one of the most sensitive spots of my own cunt and hoped that it would be the same for her. The taste of Mark's cum was even stronger inside her and, mixed with her cunt's hot, musky drip, the sharply erotic flavor made my tongue go wild.

"Unnnngghh!" she groaned against my own pussy

She began sucking at my slit with amazing force, just as I was sucking at hers, and together we licked and sucked our way into sexual frenzy. She was fucking down against my mouth with quick, jerky strokes and I began rubbing my own slit into her mouth, sobbing with ecstatic fervor as I did so. I could feel her cum seeping out faster and faster, saturating my mouth with erotic honey, and I knew that she was lapping the same exotic gruel from my own pulsating flesh. Together we Frenched each other and together we erupted in convulsing orgasms.

"Well, it's pretty clear that you don't have anything against girls," Mark told me when he saw that I'd somewhat recovered from the fierce joy that had rocked my body so heavily. "Mmmmm, I'll bet you have some high old times with some of those fresh young cunts over at your camp!"

"It's not so!" I indignantly retorted. "I wouldn't dream of doing such a thing as that!"

"I think she's right," Dianne admitted, sucking in a deep breath as she slipped off me and curled up at my side. "I don't think she'd ever gone down on a woman before now! But let me tell you something, she really learned how to do it good in a hurry!"

"Yeah, it looked like you. were making it pretty good there," Terry observed.

"Was I ever! If you guys could ever learn to eat pussy that way you'd have more cunt around than you could ever get fucked!"

"I guess the important thing is that we proved to her that she can make it just about any old way," Mark said, fixing a sardonic look upon me and smiling when he saw the flush of shame begin to spread across my cheeks. "Yeah, it doesn't have to be a guy; she can pick up on a cunt just as well!"

"Well, whatever it is, we're going to have ourselves a ball for the rest of the day," Dianne said, turning to me and giving me a warmly conspiratorial look. "You and me, honey, we're going to turn these guys every way but loose! When we pick up and leave tonight their cocks will be dragging low!"

"Maybe so," Mark said, "but you're going to have to do it all by yourself, Dianne. We're sending her back to her own camp. Let her think about all this for another day or two-that way she'll be a lot hornier when she decides to come back. And then we'll show her some more ways she can get a lot more fun out of that slit of hers!"

I straightened up and almost uttered a plea to be allowed to remain. A battered fragment of my pride surfaced, however, and I choked off the shameful request before it could get out of my throat. Instead of arguing with Mark, and thereby letting him see just how eager for sexual depravity I really was, I meekly bowed my head and brought myself to a standing position. None of them said anything as I began dressing and when I walked out of the clearing they were still standing beside Dianne's prostrate body.