Chapter 7
The boys' attitudes suddenly changed after Amy had fucked herself out atop Terry's body. To be sure, she had left him almost lifeless-he swore that it was one of the most debilitating fucks he had ever had-but there was more to it than that. Mark had screwed Dianne into a grunting, gasping frenzy of orgiastic senselessness, shooting out another load of hot cum at the peak of his effort, but I felt sure that they could've been persuaded to lavish even further sexual attention upon us had we been allowed to stay.
"Well, that's it for the day," Mark said when he finally pulled himself away from Dianne and sat back. "You girls had better be on your way. We've got some work to do around here and well be lucky to swing those axes at all, the way you've been chopping us down!"
Amy was willing to go back to our camp, having been brought to more orgasms than she usually gave herself during a day, but I felt a little cheated. Even so, I obediently began gathering my clothes together and prepared to leave. I waited for Amy and, as we walked away from the clearing, I looked back and saw Dianne still lying on the blanket where she had toppled after receiving Mark's last load of cum. Amy was so wrapped up in her own private joy that she didn't notice my air of preoccupation, which suited me just as well; I wouldn't have enjoyed trying to explain to her exactly why I was troubled.
"I don't guess I have to tell you not to go telling everyone in camp about this," I said as we neared our camp. "It wouldn't do, if all the girls were to know about what we'd been doing this morning."
"Wow, I wouldn't mention it for anything," the girl said. "Why, half the girls here would tear down the trees getting over there if they knew how much prick there was to be had at that place!"
"Oh, come now," I remarked, frowning at her levity. "Surely there aren't many girls here who are into sex very much!"
"Huh, you ought to try going to sleep in our dorm some night," she grunted. "It's a regular symphony, every set of bedsprings in the place squeaking and jiggling with everybody giving their cunts a workout before they go to sleep!"
I found that hard to believe but then I reflected on just how wrong I'd been about Amy herself. Before I'd surprised her in the shower room that afternoon I'd" never have even dreamed that she might harbor lustful inclinations, much less have already taken steps to satisfy them, and now I'd seen with my own eyes that she had a very lively appreciation of boys and their usefulness. If I could be that mistaken about this girl, I thought, then very--likely I was overlooking a lot of other signs too. It might well be the case that most of these girls were secret sex addicts, harboring sexual hungers within their nubile bodies which were every bit as pressing and urgent as my own.
"All the same, we'd do well to keep quiet about this," I again reminded her. "It'd be simply awful if someone were to discover what's been going on over there; it might be the end of the church's camping program, for all I know."
"Yeah, my mom'd blow all her fuses if she knew that I was out here getting fucked like that," Amy agreed. "Of course, she's back in town getting her own hole reamed out by those studs at the country club, so she's got a lot of room to talk!"
I drew back at this, startled to hear so frank a condemnation uttered by the woman's own daughter, but Amy chattered on. I happened to know Mrs. Krueger; a tall, slender woman with a deep tan and a swinging, athletic carriage, she was one of the church's most fashionable members and had served on a committee with me. I frankly couldn't believe that Amy was telling the truth about her, though I didn't care to argue the point.
"Oh, yeah, she's got this file of pictures in one of her dresser drawers," the girl continued. "I found them one day when I was trying on her panties. I think she must carry a Polaroid around with her and snap a shot of all the guys who ball her. It's just a shot of their cocks, no faces showing, but on the back of every shot there's a set of initials and a date, or maybe lots of dates-I guess they were for every time she made it with the guy-and a grade. Yeah, she's just like a teacher in school-she gives them A's or B's or whatever! One of the shots had a guy's face showing and I knew him; he's the tennis pro out at the club. Wow, what a dong on that guy! Honest, it's at least as big as the handle on a tennis racket! She had a lot of dates marked down for him and they were all A double plus! He must have really rammed it to her!"
Unless Amy were indulging in outright falsehoods, I now saw, she might very well be right about her mother's free-and-easy sex life. I couldn't imagine that the girl was making up this frightening story but then I could hardly conceive of Mrs. Krueger keeping such a collection of pictures, much less getting into bed with the men represented there and then grading them on their performances. The whole matter seemed highly unlikely, whichever way I considered it, and I resolved to put it entirely out of my mind.
There was another topic which I couldn't dismiss from my mind: this was Mark, Terry and Chuck, along with their sublimely satisfying cocks. Each time they fucked me, it seemed, I recovered from my post-orgasmic euphoria hornier than ever. One might almost have thought that they were shooting heroin into me rather than love cream, the way my mind and body dwelt upon their pricks and that exquisitely satisfying cream they lavished upon my cunt and mouth. Now, to make things even more difficult, I could also reflect upon receiving those fat, lusty prongs in my ass as well.
I woke up the following morning and, after my first move, winced painfully. My entire rump ached like a sprained ankle, a reminder of the way my ass had been used to such delectable ends the day before. I lay there for a minute, wondering how I was going to move during the day, and then hit upon a solution: reaching out to the wooden box beside my cot that I used for a bedside table, I dipped a finger into the jar of cold cream sitting there and applied it to my sore ass. The first touch was painful indeed but the cool, soothing cream gradually relieved the worst of the ache. In applying it, however, I succeeded in arousing my own lustful impulses-they now seemed to lurk just beneath the surface of my skin, constantly ready to seize control of my body and spirit-and became so excited that I couldn't face getting out of bed without once more experiencing the jolting pleasure of a climax. I therefore masturbated before breakfast, something I hadn't done in several years, and only after giving my clit a thorough workout could I stand to get up and get dressed.
The day passed smoothly enough, once I had released the sexual tension which had built up within me overnight. Amy's remarks about the lasciviousness of her fellow campers had deeply impressed me, though, and throughout the day I could hardly look at any of the girls without wondering if she had put a hand between her thighs and finger-fucked herself into a frenzied state of limpness before going to sleep the night before. After the way I'd given myself an ample amount of sexual pleasure before arising that morning, not to speak of the savage joy I'd taken in serving the boys in every way they demanded, I felt that I couldn't condemn any of them, no matter how much they had finger-fucked.
Amy proved to be a perfect gem that day. At times in the past she had been an unruly child, difficult and demanding, but on this day she had a calm, tender air about her which made her much more enjoyable. We had no time to ourselves during the day-which was an extremely busy one-but I realized in midmorning that her new and much more pleasant attitude was undoubtedly a direct result of her having had access to Mark, Chuck and Terry. Finally, coming out of the mess hall after dinner, I encountered her on the walk outside and we had a few moments to ourselves.
"Hey, when are we going back there?" she asked me. "Damn, I woke up feeling like a million dollars this morning but that won't last. I'm going to need another helping of that sweet cock before too long!"
"I don't know," I admitted. "I'd like to go tomorrow but right now it looks as though it might be another bear of a day. Maybe the day after, huh?"
"Gee, I sure hope so," she muttered. "If I've to go without a fuck for very long now I'm sure I'm going to have to get Carol to go down on me. And I hate for that little bitch to eat me; it's bad enough that she's so fat and has all those pimples, but I sure do hate to have to give her a dollar every time she licks my pussy out!"
That really set me back and, stammering in dismay, I asked her to explain herself more fully. I'd heard right; young Carol had turned herself into a homosexual whore! For one dollar, Amy said, she would suck off any girl in the camp. Carol wouldn't leave the camp rich-few girls had a lot of extra spending money-but she would carry away a sizable wad of dollar bills. I felt sick upon hearing this but saw no way in which I could correct it without giving away Amy's part in my having detected her and this I emphatically didn't want to do.
The following morning was an especially busy one and it was lunch time before I could give so much as a passing thought to Mark and his friends. Had we adhered to the every-other-day schedule which we had obtained for a while, this would've been my day to go back to their camp and get myself another "treatment," but none of them had said anything about returning at any specific time. Perhaps, I told myself at breakfast, one of them would show up during the day with an excuse for me to go over and join them for a time. I'd seen nothing of them by noon, however, and during the meal I found that I was missing them acutely.
I was missing something else too-Amy. Looking around the mess hall, I could see her nowhere. An inquiry to one of my assistants revealed that she had left a group down by the tennis courts and had gone off into the woods for something; at once I began to suspect what that something was. I told my assistant that I was going over to the other camp to check on the progress the boys were making and that I'd be back in time for dinner.
Just as I'd suspected, Amy was at the camp when I arrived, as was Dianne. They, along with the three boys, were entwined in one of the grossest acts of sexual license I had ever witnessed. Amy lay atop Mark, her back to his belly, and his big cock speared up to penetrate her ass-hole. Terry was on her, fucking into her cunt, and Dianne crouched above the girl's face, feeding her a mouthful of hot pussy. Chuck stood in front of Dianne; she was sucking his prick madly while her own slit was being tongued with a rare thoroughness by the young girl! My stomach turned almost upside down when I saw the completeness with which they had already turned her into a willing slave to their lustful desires.
I could see the look of ecstatic pleasure on Amy's face as she sucked away at Dianne's depraved pussy; that, and the joyous way she wriggled her loins against Mark and Terry were enough to tell me that she hadn't had to be forced into this awful act. I felt a sense of outrage swelling up within my breast when I saw them all locked together, writhing and twisting away in an effort to satisfy their most perverted whims, and I darted into the clearing enraged. Let us be honest, though, and admit the full truth: there was another aspect of my fury, my own livid jealousy of the girl! I recognized even then that I wished they had joined together to do those things to me; I'd even have eaten Dianne's pussy if only I could've had the fantastic pleasure of receiving both Mark and Terry into my ass-hole and cunt at the same time.
"Hey, look what came storming up!" Chuck muttered, never removing his cock from Dianne's hot, greedy mouth. "Just hold on a minute there, honey, and pretty soon we'll make a place for you too!"
"You bastards!" I stormed. "You utter, filthy bastards! That's the only reason you even bothered fucking me at all, just so you could find out the name of some young piece over at my camp! You were only using me!"
"Now that's not so," Chuck assured me. "Sure, we wanted to get one of those hot young cunts over here, but we liked balling you too!"
The tone of sincerity in his voice, as well as the . open lust in his eyes, did something to mollify me but still I fumed and raged at them for their deviousness. I had no doubt that they had somehow enticed Amy to their camp that day and I flamed with rage at the thought of not being selected myself. The rampant sexuality in the atmosphere soon had its effect on me, however, and before long I'd removed my clothes and was fingering my pussy as I watched them carry out their licentious scheme.
I could hardly believe that a girl as young as Amy was actually being fucked in the cunt and ass-hole at the same time. A look behind Terry's ass assured me that it was so; his thighs were spread enough that I could see both those big cocks spearing into the girl's loins at the same time.
Furthermore, they were fucking her deeply-each boy had nearly all his prick sheathed in her flesh and it was a stirring sight indeed. Moving around, I could see that the girl was also licking Dianne's slit with a greedy thoroughness that made me wonder about the sincerity with which she had condemned Carol, my own camp's resident pussy eater. Her tongue was darting up and down the furrow of Dianne's slit, probing into her cunt and then reaching up to flick her clit; Dianne was helping by grinding herself against the girl's face with a slow, weaving motion that must've been utterly delightful.
As I watched, Mark gave a small, weak cry of distress and began fucking his cock into the girl's ass-hole at a much faster clip. She screamed out against Dianne's pussy, a shrill cry of agonized joy, and began shaking her hips with violent energy. I felt my own clit begin swelling and pounding heavily as I saw Mark begin shooting his load into the girl's ass. She became a perfect little animal when she felt his cum shooting deep into her bowel; like me, she had one of those super-sensitive ass-holes that registers every twitch of a man's cock with heart-rending exactness. Terry began fucking faster too and soon he added his own hearty blast of steaming cream to her cunt. Dianne writhed and twisted against her face, though in her lavish excitement she had stopped sucking, and soon only Chuck was left without a climax.
"Bend over!" he told me when Dianne, convulsed by a wave of orgiastic delight, fell away from his lust-swollen prick. "Bend over and get ready for it!"
Fortunately I was very excited, though Chuck didn't bother to determine this before giving his command. He intended using me simply as a convenience, a repository for his lust; there was nothing affectionate or personal in his desire for me. For him I became simply cunt and nothing more. My pussy condition had deteriorated too far into hot, passionate arousal for me to argue with him and I bent far forward at the waist. He came up behind me, spreading his legs to get his cock lower for the entrance, and thrust up into my waiting slit. Naturally my pussy resisted him at first. Being bent over so far meant that the opening's diameter was tremendously reduced and thus far more difficult to penetrate. Far from dismaying him, this difficulty actually incited him into even more brutal efforts. Giving a hearty grunt and a fierce, thrusting lunge, he reared up and took me by force alone. My cunt's mouth parted with the greatest reluctance; I'm sure that he would've ripped me apart had the opening not given way of its own accord.
"Agghh-owwwww!" I moaned almost toppling forward when I felt that massive tool plowing deep. "Unngghhh! My God, you're killing me! You're tearing me open!"
"Shut up and keep still!" he barked out. "That's the way I want it, just the way. it is now! Mmmmm, your cunt's tighter than ever! Oh, baby, am I ever getting ready to shoot a load of cream up your funnel!"
Thus I became the outlet for the passions which Dianne and Amy had raised. It was a poor substitute for fucking, or so I thought at first; I missed the growing excitement of bringing a man to a state of panting readiness and getting there myself. I condemned myself for being so weak as to allow myself to be used in this shameful, degrading fashion but after a moment those doubts passed completely away. Chuck's big cock saw to that; he worked it into me with a slow, deliberate pace that soon had me aware only of its presence in my cunt.
His cock filled me with passionately throbbing sensations and before he had sunk even half that lovely rod into my flesh I felt the beginnings of a mighty climax taking form deep inside my womb. He fucked me with the same steady beat and as the tool speared deeper he succeeded in triggering the lusty blast of sexual turmoil. My climax made no difference to him; he was interested only in shooting his balls off and concentrated entirely upon that objective. It made no difference to me, since I was so fully aroused that I could enjoy his prick no matter how he shoved it into me or for what purpose. like him, I'd become a mindless fucking machine and cared only for my own pleasure.
Once he had fucked himself into a pitch of high excitement he changed his tactics and became more interested in me. He pulled away from me, ordering me to fall upon my knees and finish him with my mouth. I was entirely willing to suck him off, especially since my cunt had just reverberated to so thrilling a series of lusty vibrations, and I quickly moved to serve him as he wished. His cock had that warm, wet feel that I loved so much; the taste of my own sex upon his flesh only made it even more delicious to my depraved taste buds. I forced my mouth far down his prick and curled my tongue around it in a sensual way that, I knew, would exert the maximum force upon him. I concentrated on running the tip of my tongue along the bottom of his cock's head and into the deep valley between the head and the shaft. He worked his prick in and out of my mouth harder, holding my head in his trembling hands, and I caressed his balls as I sucked.
I felt my clit begin pounding once more in a short but effective wave of orgiastic triumph when his prick swelled up and began pumping hot cream into my throat. The juice spurted out strongly, flooding my mouth with its salty flavor; I shuddered with delicious pleasure when the thick, sticky gruel jetted over my tongue and washed every portion of my mouth with hot, liquid lust. My brain reeled as the utterly sensual taste of his cum infected my senses with lusty desire and, without even touching my pussy, my climax poured out.
"Oh, wow, these guys are out of sight!" Amy murmured to me after Mark and Terry had peeled themselves off her. "Who'd ever have thought your ass-hole could feel like that? Mmmmm, I bet I'm going to be sore tomorrow! It felt like three or four guys were balling me all at once!"
My resentment of the girl abated somewhat once I'd been fucked; Chuck's prick seemed to remove most of my envy and to restore a semblance of balance and sanity to my mind. I agreed with her that a prick in the ass-hole can do wonders for a woman's body. Dianne had fallen onto Terry's prick as soon as he had pulled it out of the girl's cunt and was now lavishing kisses upon it with a rabid energy which told me that her own desires were far from satisfied. Amy was lifeless, she couldn't even move once she had slipped down onto the blanket beneath them. I could see her pussy and the dual stream of love juice which seeped from the openings the boys had used so vigorously; for a moment I felt an absurd desire to get over her and lick Terry's cum from her ass myself. I managed to put down that impulse by reminding myself that I wasn't so depraved that I could actually engage in perverted sexual pleasure with a girl assigned to my own camp.
Amy had arrived at the camp of her own volition, they told me; she had decided to take it upon herself to visit the boys and see if they were still as hot for her lithe young body as they had been on the previous occasion that she had seen them. Of course, they were willing to take time out from their play with Dianne, who had also slipped away to spend a few lustful hours at the camp, and gradually they had excited the poor girl to a point where she was ready to try anything they suggested. Upon being reminded of how strongly she had responded earlier to a finger inserted into her ass while she was being fucked in the normal manner, she had eagerly accepted their suggestion that she be made into a "sex sandwich." Once Mark and Terry had gotten their big tools firmly planted in her body and had fucked her into a state of dizzy bliss, she said, she had found it quite easy to begin licking Dianne's hot little slit; the act was simply another form of sexual expression, and at that time, had seemed entirely natural.
"Maybe I'm going to turn into another Carol," she said with a giggle. "But I don't think so; I like to feel guys balling me too much for that. And I've got a feeling that she only sucks girls because she can't get any boys to spread her legs out for her. If she weren't such a perfect little snot and so fat and ugly she'd probably be balling guys every chance she got."
I couldn't help wondering if perhaps there was not some truth to her analysis of Carol's condition. I was in no shape to attempt solving that girl's problems, however, and I filed the thought away for possible use later on. For the moment I preferred to concentrate on my own problems: seeing Dianne sucking away at Terry's wet prick, as well as the creamy evidence of Amy's own well-fucked pussy, was giving me a considerable amount of excitement and I knew that Chuck hadn't done a very thorough job of satisfying me.
Mark had caught the excitement too and was already kneeling behind Dianne. He shoved his cock, still hard and lovely, deep into her cunt and then transferred it to her ass-hole. She groaned with special feeling when she felt her ass being spread wide by that huge tool and she began mouth-fucking Terry with a great deal more intensity. She whipped her face around his prick and attacked the rod like a caged animal falling upon a slab of meat thrown to it; I'd never seen anyone sucking a prick with quite that degree of feverish concentration. She grabbed the shaft of his cock with both hands-there was enough to allow her to grip him as though his tool were a baseball bat and still leave the head and an inch or two of the shaft for her mouth to enjoy-and began a twisting, masturbatory action that must've been exquisitely torturous for him. She swayed from side to side as Mark skewered her ass and soon she was shuddering all over, driven into a furious storm of lusty climactic joy.
Chuck roused himself from the brief lethargy which had settled over him once he had shot off his balls into my mouth. He went for Amy and she gave only a token protest as he settled over her, guiding his prick into the lips of her. pussy; the remnants of Terry's cum were still dribbling from those exquisitely molded lips and staining her pussy a bright, creamy color. He sheathed his cock in that juicy little hole and drove it deep, bringing a groan of hearty approval to the girl's throat.
"I thought maybe I'd dip my wick in that hole of yours for a while," he told her, "and after it's soaked up all that cream Terry laid on you, then you might want to suck it for me. Think you'd like to eat me after I've bathed my prick in a cuntful of hot come?"
"Oh, man, it sounds like heaven!" Amy murmured, lurching up at him with her hips and grunting as she felt his cock piercing deeper into her tender meat. "Yeah, I'll eat you; I'll lick all the cum off your prick and then I'll suck some more out of your balls! I think I'm going to like that a lot!"
Once again I was left without a lover and had to watch that lascivious quintet work out their passions among themselves. I didn't like being omitted from their lustful play but there was nothing I could do about it. After a moment, though, I decided to take second best and I squatted over Terry's face, lowering my pussy down to his mouth and forcing it upon him. He inhaled deeply of the ripe scent of aroused sexuality coming from my slit and began licking me with soft, tender strokes. I grunted out enthusiastically and started working my loins against his face, eager to release the pent-up emotions which had been gathering inside my womb. I was almost ready to come, I fully believe, when I suddenly realized that Terry was eating me with only a halfhearted zeal. His slow, tonguing caresses hadn't picked up any in intensity and if anything were even slower and more lackadaisical. He was much more interested in what Dianne was doing to his prick than in what he could do to my pussy and that thought took away much of the pleasure I felt as he worked his tongue back and forth over my slit. Even so it was better than what my fingers would do and though I felt greatly put out with him I continued to work against him as hard as I could. I managed to make myself cream but that is a very accurate description of my climax: I made it happen, he merely supplied me with a mouth and an occasional tongue to rub my pussy against. I got off him after the orgasm had ebbed from my cunt and felt more dissatisfied than ever. I also felt more disturbed, since this made the second time that day that I'd received only passing attention from the boys.
Dianne managed to suck Terry into a climax and she enjoyed it to the hilt, helped along by the way Mark shoved his prick in and out of her ass-hole. I envied her that; my own ass felt almost as aroused as my pussy had ever done and I knew that if only one of them would mount me in that fashion I'd be able to cum with magnificent fervor. None of them showed any interest in doing so, however. Chuck had now slipped his prick out of Amy's juicy little cunt and had straddled her face in order to feed the stiff rod into her mouth. She sucked it noisily and gave every indication of loving it with a wild, consuming passion.
We spent nearly a half hour lying on the blankets doing absolutely nothing after they had all finished their respective courses. I was angry and baffled at the way they were treating me, as though I were an article of clothing to be put on and cast off whenever the wearer chose, but I knew
Mark and his friends too well to believe that pleas for consideration would get me anything but their scorn. They appeared not to notice my sour, disgruntled attitude and I sulked in solitary splendor.
Amy continued to amaze me with her frank, open interest in sexuality. Once the first barrier had been breached,, she proved to have no inhibitions at all and absolutely no reluctance in making her lewdest fantasies into reality. She loved having her pussy eaten, for example, and utilized her slender, lithe body to bring this about in a way that left me breathless with envy and excitement. After recovering from the joy which had earlier possessed her, she snuggled up close to Chuck in a reversed position. She lay with her back to his belly but twisted her face about so that she could again mouth his cock. At first he lay there quietly and took it but then he became more ambitious.
The cheeks of her ass were only a foot or so away from his face and he extended a hand to touch them. She parted her thighs readily and within another minute he was fingering her cunt and stroking her pussy in a way that made her mouth work harder against his cock. Interested in their play, I moved about so that I could see his fingers working against her hot little slit. My heart gave an excited throb when I saw his fingers spreading the outer lips wide; the soft, pink inner lips rose up like the petals of a rose. The flesh glowed brightly with her cunt's moist flow of liquid; it was one of the most delicious-looking objects imaginable. I could see now why men often search out very young girls for their sexual pleasure-it wouldn't have taken very much prodding to have brought my own lips down to that fragrant, juicy slit!
Growing more aroused by the action of her depraved little mouth, Chuck pulled her ass toward his face. She quickly adjusted herself to give his mouth free access to that fervent little valley of hot, youthful lust. He held her thighs apart with his hands and began licking her in a way that made my own cunt knot up into a ball of hard, quivering excitement. His tongue skated up and down her crack, moving all the way from her ass-hole to her clit and back again, and the girl lurched against him in a way which told me that she was feeling his tongue with every fiber of her body's nervous system.
She continued sucking him, however, and soon had his prick brought to a fine, throbbing cockstand. Chuck's tongue continued to play up and down the swollen slit and to bring more and more fervent lunges from her hips. I was sure that he was going to bring her off, and perhaps shoot another load of his cum into her mouth as well, but after continuing this fascinating exercise for a time he pushed her away and told her to turn about so he could shove his prick into her cunt.
"Oh, wow, was I ever going there for a while!" she exclaimed. "Man, I thought sure I was going to pop one off right in your mouth! And maybe get a mouthful of that cream too!"
"Yeah, I was close," he agreed, "but I got this urge to shoot it up your cunt. Why don't you just lay there on your side, huh? I'll sneak up here behind you and see if maybe you don't like it dog-fashion too."
Their position was essentially identical to what it would've been had they been fucking in that fashion. The only difference was this: they were lying on their sides instead of being in an upright position. Amy brought her knees up toward those lovely little breasts and lifted her upper thigh, completely opening herself to him. Chuck moved in behind her and brought his stiff cock to bear against her slit; he rubbed the swelling, naked head up and down the lathered lips of her pussy for a moment and then pressed it between them. I couldn't suppress a small cry of elated joy when I saw that huge prong split her flesh and dive into the tiny opening between those incredibly beautiful lips; I was participating so fully in their fuck that I could almost feel his prick going into my own cunt.
Amy thrust back against him and reached down to clasp his cock as it drove deeper into her hot little body. She pressed the lips of her pussy up hard against the thick shaft, shuddering at the thrill this gave her, and then began stabbing at her clit with a stiffened forefinger. Chuck reached over her arm to cup one of her delicately molded little breasts; he squeezed the nipple hard and brought a gasping moan of pain to her lips. Her face contorted into a paroxysm of anguished joy and she lunged back against him harder than ever.
"Mmmmmm, that's the way to fuck!" she panted breathlessly. "Ooooohh, that cock's all the way up to my heart almost! It's so good, so fucking good; it makes me want to fuck forever! Ooohh, Chuck, don't ever stop fucking me; I couldn't live without a big, hard cock like yours!"
"Keep on jerking that ass back against me," he muttered, giving her dark, stiff nipple another tweak. "Yeah, you know what to do with a prick, you sure do! Unngghh! That's the way to get my balls worked up good; you'll have all that cum shooting up your cunt in a minute!"
Amy's face settled into a study in fierce concentration as she set her mind on working her cunt around him in a way that would make his balls erupt into a perfect storm of lusty joy. His fingers continued to knead her nipple and I shuddered when I thought of the agonizing pleasure that must be giving her. She twisted and writhed against him with far more expression than I could ever have managed, had I been caught in such an unpromising position, and soon she grunted out in a shrill, strangled way that could mean only one thing.
"ANNGGGHH-OWWWWWW!" she wailed, shuddering heavily and throwing herself against Chuck with heaving lunges. "OOOOHH, CUM! SHOOT! CREAM! UGGHHH! OHHH, FUCK IT OUT OF ME, FUCK THE CUM OUT OF MY CUNT!"
Chuck answered with a series of darting thrusts that sent more of his big, hard cock slicing deeper into her hot cunt. She held herself against him, quivering ecstatically, and then felt the first tremors of his cock as he prepared an answering blast of his own. He grunted ferociously when his balls gave up their first hot spurt of semen and Amy shrieked madly as his prick directed the scalding jet into the depths of her cunt. She gave a twisting, driving lunge backward against his loins and clawed at her pussy with a hot, mad fury that left no doubt as to her enjoyment of the climax. Chuck kept on pushing his prick into her cunt and continued spurting out that hot cream; she moaned feverishly each time the big rod pumped another jet of the scalding cum into her throbbing cunt. Her hands reached down to close over his balls and she fondled those big eggs as they worked, inciting them to surrender even more of their load; Chuck pressed harder against her and buried the remainder of his cock in her flesh.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Mark touching me. His cock rose out like a gigantic sword. When I saw that he wanted to plant it in my flesh I felt a thrill of pride and anticipation running throughout my loins, infecting the region with arousal of the highest order; he motioned for me to get on my back and I did so quickly. After catching up my legs in front of his arms and lifting my rump high, he nodded for me to plant his prick in my slit. I reached down and spread the lips as I brought the thick rod into place. Never had I wanted a cock more acutely and never had one felt as big and hard as his did at that moment. I grunted out an oath of delighted pleasure when I felt his big tool flatten the lips of my pussy and drive them inward, mashing them down into the mouth of the cunt itself.
My long period of arousal ensured that the entire area had a rich coating of that cunty lubricant and thus his rod slid into my cunt without difficulty. When I looked down between our bodies I could see his thick staff connecting us; it looked for a moment as though that big rod of hard muscle had grown a thick fluff of hair at both ends. He worked his cock further into my body with an easy, twisting thrust and then pulled it out until only the head remained in place. I wiggled my hips from side to side and quivered with joy. The rim of my cunt settled into place just behind the head of that tool, giving me a very effective grip on him; the wiggling motion made my cunt slip and slide around the most sensitive portion of that big tool. It also made my own flesh tremble with eagerness to complete the act.
"Ahhhh! What a way to fuck!" I groaned, unable to hold back my relish for his presence in my body. "It's making me want to cum already!"
"Reach down there and give yourself a hand job too!" he muttered. "Give that pussy a fingerfucking!"
I hesitated only a moment before slipping my right hand between our bodies. Mark leaned up, pulling his torso away from mine, and peered down to watch as I began jacking myself off. After stroking my clit for a moment and feeling some powerful darts of sexual joy rush outward from that stiff little peg, I extended the other, hand too and began pressing the lips of my pussy against the shaft of his prick. Of course I was thinking about Amy and the way she had done this when Chuck had first thrust his cock into her; I found that she had had a very sound idea and that the pressure made my pussy throb even harder. Quivering excitedly, I jacked off more strenuously and added some slow, twisting grinds with my rump. The head of his prick twisted about in the mouth of my cunt, amazingly like a ball bearing in its seat, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to stand much of that agonizingly acute sensation.
Mark held his cock in me like that, with only the head penetrating the rim of my cunt, until I began to cum. When I gasped out with joy and began quivering excitedly, he then started fucking me with those long, lunging strokes that brought the head of his prick slicing deep into my cunt. This sudden, unexpected penetration immediately transformed me entirely. When I felt his big prick boring deep into my flesh I also felt my climax shifting into high gear and zooming up to a new, much more all-encompassing level. The waves of orgiastic frenzy rapidly spread throughout my body and infected me with a quivering, shuddering madness that completely took possession of me.
Just as my climax had reached its peak and started tapering off into that long, gentle decline into euphoric contentment Mark's balls erupted. He had been fucking strenuously all the while, of course, and now his constant thrusting paid off. Grunting out a ferocious oath, he lunged into me and slammed his cock into the depths of my cunt. I tightened my cunt's grip around him as best I could and swung my ass from side to side. His balls were resting snugly against my ass-hole and I continued to rub my pussy with my fingers; his sudden drive inward had caught my fingers between our bodies. When his cock bulged out in that incomparably exciting way and blasted the first spine-tingling jet of come into my aroused flesh I felt my climax reverse itself and begin building up pressure once more. His cock continued to squirt those lovely balls of liquid fire into my cunt until I felt as though I were being flooded with hot cream.
"AinEEEE!" I whimpered, stirred to the bottom of my soul. "OOOOHH, YOU'RE CUMING! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN! UNNGGHHH!"
I felt that compelling sense of completeness, the awareness of my own fulfillment, as his big cock emptied the steaming contents of his balls into my greedy hole. A feeling of the utmost happiness spread outward from my cunt and clit. I continued to weave around his prick, well aware that the big rod was resting in a pool of warm, thick cream, and shuddered as my body began the long, gentle slide back to a state of rest. He released my legs and I extended them around him as he gradually eased himself down onto my body. I accepted his weight gratefully and rubbed my breasts against his chest in an effort to extract the last possible bit of pleasure from his closeness to me.