Chapter 8
It was a warm night, and Melanie lay nude on her bed, listening through her open bedroom window to the breeze in the pines and to the lake lapping at the shore. A full moon poured moonlight down through the pine tops and bounced moonlight off the lake, and Melanie could see almost well enough to read in her bedroom even though she'd turned off all the lights a few hours ago.
She guessed the time to be somewhere near midnight. She'd been lying on her bed the last few hours, thinking about the events of the last few days and jerking herself off. It seemed that the more she came, the more she craved coming. She ached for the feel of a hard cock up her cunt--or down her throat, or up her asshole--and she was tempted to climb off the bed and to pull one of her dildos out of the dresser drawer. She didn't do so only because she was too lazy and relaxed. Her fingers worked well enough. She lay with her legs spread, her fingers pumping slowly in and out of her steaming cunt.
She'd been fucked by three different cocks today--Mark Kelly's, Bill Smith's, and Jack Stone's. She'd been fucked in the mouth, in the cunt, and up the asshole. She'd been licked all over, including between her toes, between her cuntlips, and between her asscheeks. She'd come more times than she could remember, and yet she wasn't anywhere near satisfied. In fact, right now she was hornier than ever. She could fuck all night, she knew--if she only had a cock to fuck.
Last summer she'd spent many nights fucking her brother Robby from dusk till dawn, and then many days fucking him from dawn till dusk. Robby had claimed she was trying to kill him. She'd nearly fucked the skin off his cock despite his protests that she let up, that she give him a break. She knew he'd loved every thrust of his teen prick into her no matter how much he'd protested and no matter how raw his cock had become inside her from all the rubbing.
"Oh, Robby!" she sighed. "Oh, brother!"
She imagined Robby lying sleepless in his college dorm at this moment, jerking off thinking about her just as she was jerking off thinking about him. She wondered what his reaction would be if he found out about all the cocks she'd fucked herself on today. Would he be jealous? Shocked? Excited? Probably all three.
Melanie heard a strange noise outside and she held her breath, listening hard to see if she could hear anything more. Three or four times in the last ten minutes she'd detected strange noises out there in the dark around the cabin, as if creatures were prowling about out in the woods. She'd been debating whether to get up and lock the doors. She hadn't bothered in years to lock the doors at night, for she'd learned that there was nothing to fear out here. Still, strange noises always made her slightly apprehensive.
Probably raccoons, she thought, raccoons rooting around in the garbage. Some nights were like this, full of strange sounds. Nights when the moon was full were especially noisy. She'd been living with strange night sounds ever since she'd moved here to the cabin.
She settled back on her pillow, two fingers sliding in and out of her juicy cunt. Her fingers made a rhythmic squish, squish, squish in her pussy. She curled her toes sensuously, moaning as she pleasured herself. The air in the room smelled like cunt, a sweet, musky aroma that even Melanie enjoyed.
There was another sound, louder this time, and Melanie half sat up. It almost sounded as if somebody were prowling inside the cabin. Her ears straining to hear more, she began slowly to climb off the bed. Suddenly, a figure burst through the open door of her bedroom and fell on her, pinning her to the bed, clapping a hand over her mouth. She knew that struggle would be futile.
A shirtless young man lay on top of her, his naked chest pressed to her tits. She could feel his wild heartbeat, could feel the heaving of his sweaty, muscular belly against her stomach, could feel his hard cock grinding against her through his jeans, his only clothing. He was a shaggy-headed youth in a Lone Ranger mask.
"Be cool!" he growled. "And you won't get hurt! I got her, I got her! And she's naked!"
There was the sound of bare feet stampeding through the cabin, and in moments four more bare-torsoed, barefooted youths in Lone Ranger masks barged into the bedroom. Their sweaty torsos gleamed in the moonlight.
"Look at her!" one of the boys panted, unzipping his jeans. He shoved his jeans down and his hard cock sprang out, its knob gleaming in the moonlight, its tip dripping lube. He grabbed his cock and started pumping it.
Melanie's eyes shifted this way and that, up and down as she watched the four standing boys strip. Her heart slammed and her tits heaved. She squirmed, her eyes rolling as the boy on top of her screwed a finger up her twat. When her eyes focused, she saw four rampant teen cocks throbbing in the moonlight and four muscular teenagers playing with themselves. Melanie's cunt contracted with desire.
"She's hot and juicy," the boy on top of her said. "She wants it. Ain't that right, bitch, you want it?"
He took his hand off her mouth.
Melanie nodded her head.
"Yes!" she whispered.
The boy on top of her pulled his finger out of her cunt, unzipped his jeans, and hauled out his rampant cock. Without bothering to shuck his jeans off, he jammed his lusting prick up Melanie's cunt and began to fuck.
"Ahhhh!" he growled. "This is it! Mmmnn!"
Melanie groaned, luxuriating in the feel of the hard teen dick grinding in her pussy. She spread her legs wide, letting the boy enter her deeper. Her hands slid up and down the undulating muscles of his smooth, sweat-oiled back. He felt so sleek and sinewy, as if he had snakes under his skin. And his big, snakelike cock slipping in and out of her pussy made her skin flush with goosebumps and her nipples tingle with hardness. Her toes clutched with each grinding, ramming thrust of his cock. She rocked her hips and rubbed her swollen tits against his chest.
"Ahhhhhh, what a hot pussy!" the boy moaned. "Man, I ain't never fucked a pussy this hot and wet! I feel it in my asshole, man! I feel it in my fucking toes!"
The other boys gathered close around the bed, pumping their cocks as they watched their buddy fuck Melanie. In the bright moonlight, Melanie could see them as clearly as if they'd turned the lights on. Their naked bodies gleamed with a bluish, silvery tint that made them look like statues. Melanie reached out toward them, lusting for a feel of their cocks. In an instant, one cock slid into each of her hands. The boys whose cocks she'd grabbed moaned, wiggling their asses and humping.
Despite their Lone Ranger masks, Melanie knew perfectly well who they were--boys from her art class. Their voices were familiar to her. One of them was Mark Kelly, who'd promised he'd never tell a living soul about what had happened between him and Melanie after class this afternoon. By now probably the entire art class knew, if not the entire school. Melanie considered telling her assailants to take off their silly masks, that she knew very well who they were, but she decided to let them play their game. Besides, the masks were exciting in a strange way: It was as if all five boys were clones of each other, quintuplets. Stark naked, and wearing their masks, they looked like five reproductions of the same boy.
Suddenly, the boy on top of her snapped his head back as, if he'd been shot in the back. Bellowing, grunting, he fucked his cock all the way in and shot his spunk.
"I'm coming!" he gasped. "Oh, God, Uhhh! Uhhhhh!"
Melanie felt each quiver and flex of his cock, each splash of his sizzling jism inside her. Throwing her arms and legs up around him, she crushed him to her naked body, grinding her pussy on his spurting cock, contracting her loins and helping milk the jism out of him. She pulled his head down, crushing their mouths together, shoving her tongue into his throat. He shuddered in her embrace, humping spastically between her thighs, pumping his teen fuckjuices up her cunt.
"Give it to her!" one of the boys said, and slapped the spasming youth's ass.
The boy rolled off Melanie and hauled his cock out of her. Immediately, one of the other boys, this one stark naked, lowered himself on top of her and slipped his stiff cock up her cum-juicy pussy. Melanie kissed him, hugging him as he began to fuck. His cock made squishing sounds in her pussy and the other boy's cum oozed from her cunt, dribbling down her crotch and asscrack. The boy's hairy balls slapped against her cum-wet crotch as he reamed out her pussy.
"I love fucking a pussy that's already been creamed in," the humping boy said. "It's like fucking a tub of hot, gooshy butter."
One of the other boys got up on the bed and straddled Melanie's face. He mashed his sweaty balls to her mouth and told her to lick. The smell of unwashed teen balls made Melanie drunk. She sucked and kissed and slurped, nuzzling all around and between the moaning youth's balls. He pressed his crotch to her mouth and she sucked it. He rubbed his ass over her mouth and nose, and she licked out his asscrack, wiggled her tongue up into his asshole. He started beating his cock as she tongue-fucked his asshole.
"Man, this is great!" the boy riding Melanie's face panted. "But I wish there was another chick here to blow me while the teacher here rims me! I love getting sucked off and rimmed at the same time!"
He pulled his asshole off Melanie's tongue and stuffed his cock in her mouth, forced it to the hilt down her throat.
Melanie gagged reflexively, choking until her throat adjusted to being filled with rock-hard cock. Her throat relaxed and she salivated at the taste of the sweaty teen cock in her mouth. Her lips smacked, sucking, and as she sucked, the boy worked his cock in and out of her throat, rippling his cock-veins against her lips.
"Man, this teacher's a real good cocksucker!" said the boy reaming out Melanie's throat. "She knows just how to suck and where to lick! Mmmnn, suck that big fucker, bitch! Yeahhhh!"
As one boy fucked between Melanie's legs, reaming out her pussy, and the boy fucked her mouth, two other boys, one on each side of the bed, shoved their cocks into Melanie's hands again, letting her jerk them off. The boys she was jerking off were uncircumcised, giving Melanie an added thrill as their cocks slipped inside their foreskins and their dickheads grew slick and gooey with their lube. Cocklube dribbled onto Melanie's hands. The smell of male sweat and uncut teen cock filled the air and made Melanie crazy with lust.
She squirmed on the bed, her body covered with the naked body of a muscular boy, her sucking cunt filled with his cock. She sucked greedily on the cock in her throat. Her arms jerked rhythmically, beating off the two cocks in her hands. Each throb of the four cocks sent thrills through her, made her groan as her pussy contracted and her toes clutched. The boy who had shot off inside her earlier got down on his knees at the foot of the bed and started sucking on Melanie's toes. Melanie would have screamed with excitement if her throat hadn't been plugged with hard cock.
Fuck me! she thought. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Cream my pussy, cream my throat, suck my toes! She was close to coming.
The boy fucking her started to gasp. His cock plunged faster, growing thicker and harder with each thrust, quivering and flexing as the spasms began in his loins. Grinding his cock madly in Melanie's pussy, he groaned as if he were being tortured and released his spunk. Streams of hot jizz spurted into the depths of Melanie's cunt.
"Ahhhhhhh!" the boy groaned. "Feels--so--fucking--good!"
Melanie rocked her loins, contracting her cunt with each flex of the boy's cock, with each spurt of his jism into her. He whimpered as her pussy sucked his cock raw. He was still shooting when Melanie started to choke on the other boy's cum.
"Yeahhhhh!" growled the boy fucking her mouth. "Eat my load!"
He forced his spurting cock to the hilt down her throat, fucking cum straight down her gullet. His contracting balls were mashed to her chin. His hairy groin crushed her nose. Every inch of his quivering, bucking cock was buried in her face.
"Eat my cream!"
Melanie couldn't swallow fast enough and her mouth overflowed. Jism, like slimy spit, ran down her cheeks and neck.
The boys fucking Melanie's hands popped off next, both of them exploding at the same time, both of them humping wildly at her tight, jerking fists and shooting jism all over Melanie and the backs of the other two boys. Melanie could hear the splatting sounds of their jism as it hit flesh. The two youths groaned in unison.
Melanie writhed, her hips rocking, her lips smacking, her hands jerking. Her toes clutched in the mouth of the boy sucking them. A stream of electricity shot through her loins and she toppled over the brink, nearly blacking out as the spasms of ecstasy shook her.
All the boys groaned as Melanie's mouth and pussy and hands tightened and quickened on their spurting cocks. She writhed with abandon, buried under young-male flesh, her mouth and cunt filled with young cock, her body convulsing, the fuck pleasure surging through her loins and tits and toes. She shuddered with orgasmic shockwaves and nearly passed out.
"The bitch is feeling it," said the boy at the foot of the bed, the boy slurping at and sucking Melanie's ultra-sensitive toes. He'd pulled off his jeans and was beating his cock.
Melanie slumped back, her hands dropping to the bed. Her arms and hands were covered with strands and gobs of sticky teen jism. The boys on top of Melanie climbed off her, their backs as messy with cum as Melanie's arms.
"Clean this shit off us, bitch," said the boy who had fucked Melanie's throat. "Use your tongue!"
He and the boy who had fucked Melanie sat at the edge of the bed, and Melanie licked their cum-spattered backs clean like a mother cat. When she was done licking their backs, she licked off her hands and arms. All five boys watched her, grinning.