Chapter 11
Patty spent the evening at Lester's cabin in the desert.
She had knocked herself out sipping wine with the men. When she awakened in the morning, she was startled to open her eyes and discover an entire motorcycle gang standing in a semi-circle admiring her.
"What's going on?" Patty asked in a startled tone, hardly aware of where she was.
She looked over in one corner of the room and observed Lester standing next to Ace.
"Your friend Fran has gone home," Ace said. "Now you're the only game in town, honey."
When Ace finished his comment, the men burst into loud applause and laughter. They whistled and stomped their feet as they stood there and watched her as she lay there on her back. Patty was totally naked, and she kept observing the expressions of lust on the faces of the men.
"Maybe you can use a shower, honey," Lester said. "Come on with me."
Patty was relieved over the opportunity to get up from the floor and accompany Lester to the bathroom, where she would take a shower in privacy. Even though she had gotten acclimated to all kinds of sex with Ace and Lester, these men terrified her. They were so numerous, and the expressions they had on their faces were those of total lust.
With great relief she stepped into the shower and allowed the warm water to splash against her body. It splashed briskly and Patty liked the therapeutic effect of the water. She washed herself thoroughly, then climbed out of the shower and dried off her body.
As soon as she stepped out of the shower stall, Lester was on hand. He smiled as she applied the towel ever so daintily to her body.
"Follow me," Lester said. "The boys are waiting for you."
"All of them?" she asked apprehensively.
"Sure thing. Nothing wrong with that, honey."
Her heart pounded with fear as Patty walked back into the living room. As she stood in the middle of the floor, two of the men immediately made a move toward her.
One of them was a tall and lanky man with a long and narrow cock and a look of total determination on his face. The other man was shorter and stockier, and sported a mustache.
"My name is Slim," the tall, lanky man said with a smile.
"My name's Tex," the man with a mustache, said, speaking in a noticeable Texan drawl. "We're gonna get it on with you right now," Slim said.
"You'd better believe it," Tex exclaimed.
Slim threw his body down on the ground, reaching out with both hands and allowing his quivering arms to throw themselves around Patty's body. As he pushed his body forward, he allowed his chest to collide ever so impactfully with her warm, excited breasts. The tighter that he squeezed with his chest against her warm tits, the greater the amount of excitement that he felt surfacing through his whole body.
"Just open your mouth," Slim panted, "because I'm gonna French kiss with you."
Slim pushed his tongue forward, allowing it to work its way inside of Patty's mouth. With methodical desire he kept on letting his tongue sweep, permitting it to push and twist as it splashed and glided against her tongue. She still remained fearful, but not quite to the same extent as before. All the while Slim continued to take charge, allowing his blistering tongue to glide as it made its solid, desire-filled impact inside of her mouth.
While all of the spirited tongue action continued to take place between them, his friend Tex decided to get in on the action as well. Patty felt his strong, masculine hands as they worked up and down her thighs. The tighter that he squeezed with both hands against her firm legs, the greater the amount of excitement that Patty experienced throughout her whole body.
As Tex's twisting fingers worked back and forth a few more times against her thighs, he then reached dawn with his tongue and allowed it to begin its solid penetration against her left thigh. The more quickly that his swift, purposeful tongue worked against her thigh, the more excitement that she experienced. She loved the steady, flowing tempo that he maintained as his tongue kept on grinding against her thigh.
When Slim removed his tongue from her mouth, he reached down and made a move for her breasts.
"Best tits in town," Slim exclaimed.
The other men who were doing the observing burst into loud laughter as they watched what was taking place. They liked the fact that the activity was uninhibited, and that they were watching beautiful Patty being overwhelmed by their two friends.
"Give it to her, Slim," one of the men called out.
"Sock it to her, Tex," another one exclaimed.
Slim's fingers kept on moving with sharp, steady desire. The more rapidly that he rotated them against her breasts, the louder that she increasingly began to gasp as she received the quick, decisive finger stabs.
"I like it," he sighed. "Ooooh, what tits. Damned, what tits."
While Slim kept on maintaining his decisive finger pace, his friend Tex began to slide his quick-striding tongue up and down her left thigh. The more rapidly that he confronted her thigh with his hot, piercing tongue, the more excitement that he experienced, prompting him to suck even faster. His tongue kept on working solidly, driving against her left thigh as her whole body twisted and turned.
As Tex kept on sinking his tongue against her thigh, Slim reached down and allowed his tongue to begin probing against Patty's left breast.
"Go get her," one of the men called out. "You guys are gonna dominate her. You're gonna do exactly what you want to do."
Patty was convinced that the two men were going to exercise themselves in an erotic but gentle fashion. Little did she realize just what these two hulking motorcycle freaks were going to perpetrate in the final analysis.
They continued their quick, solid tongue stroking for a little while longer, after which they removed their tongues from her.
All of a sudden Slim stepped aside, giving Tex a nod. Patty regarded the nod as a gesture that it was up to Tex to take over at least for a little while.
Tex immediately seized the initiative, reaching down with his quick, sturdy tongue and allowing it to drive with blazing enthusiasm as he pushed it inside of her hot snatch. Ever so stealthily he attacked her pussy, working extra slow in the beginning, letting things develop in a gradual fashion as his tongue worked back and forth, driving into the outer edges of her hot, moist gash.
Beautiful Patty was being guided along by Tex, who wanted to prolong things and provide himself with the utmost in stimulation. While his tongue kept on twisting inside of her pussy, scraping against her snatch hairs, he reached out and moved his fingers smoothly against her buttocks. The quicker that he pressed his fingers against her hot buttocks, the more excitement that he generated throughout her whole body with his quick, forceful tongue stabs.
"Keep working your tongue," Slim called out. "Come on, Tex. You're gonna bring her off. You're gonna do a real job with that tongue of yours. Keep scraping with it. Keep pushing it inside of her hot slit."
Every now and then the other men who were grouped around the action and watching ever so closely would call out their encouragement. The longer that the action developed, the closer that she was being pushed toward the point of climax, when the broiling juices would shoot from her pussy and into her lover's mouth.
Tex let his fingers collide even more sharply with her buttocks than before. The harder that he pressed with his quick, twisting finger strokes, the more eagerly that he let his tongue slip and slide as he worked it deep inside of her mound. He had her only a few quick strokes away from the moment of orgasmic culmination when the juices would all start pouring from her pussy and into her lover's mouth.
A few sturdy tongue strokes later, the juices began to splash from her pussy. They bolted from her mound and into Tex's mouth.
"You got the bust in the mouth you were after," Slim laughed. "Damned, I've got such a hard-on just from watching this. This is something. You really brought her off, Tex old boy."
Now that it had come to an end, Tex was ready for some more action. As a matter-of-fact, so was Slim, and it was Slim who made the first move as he threw his body on top of Patty's.
"Just open your damned mouth," Slim said, turning tiger all of a sudden. "I want to push my big dick inside of your mouth. I'm gonna fuck the hell out of your mouth. Just get ready. Ooooh, I'm gonna fuck your mouth. Damned, I'm gonna really fuck. Ooooh, ahhh, I'm gonna screw your mouth. Ohhh, am I gonna screw it good."
He pushed his long, sturdy vehicle forward, allowing it to work its way inside her mouth. He landed with thudding impact, pushing his piercing pole back and forth as it slashed deep inside of her mouth. He ramrodded it all the way to the base of her throat, continuing his quick, steady pursuit of her mouth as he worked his way that much nearer to the state of a stinging climax.
Patty's eyes rolled and her whole body felt a quivering sense of fear from the way that Slim was dominating her. Now she could see what was happening. She had been taught by Ace and Lester how to absorb any kind of fuck. She was being put through the wringer by Slim, who kept on grinding his cock deep inside of her mouth. It hurt so bad that she wondered just how much she could take, but Slim was not about to let up for even one solitary second. He wanted to maintain the same level of stiff, exciting contact as he pushed his hard, determined dick ever so deeply inside of her mouth.
"Ooooh, damned, I really feel the itch in my balls," he said. "I love pouring my dick into you.
Oooh, is this ever a fuck. Ohhh, damned, ahhh, this is screwing. Oooh, is this good. Oooh, do I love it. Ohh, ahhh, I like it. I like this fucking. Ohhh, I'm gonna shoot. All the stuffs gonna splash. It's gonna spill out of me. Ooooh, the stuffs got to spill. Spill like crazy. Ohhh, it's all gonna shoot."
He kept on ramming her hard and deep, working his hot peter into the cavernous confines of her mouth, letting it slash all the way to the base of her throat. The harder that he hammered with his stiff, sturdy prong, the closer that he worked his way to the point of ultimate climax. By then her jaw felt tremendous pressure and pain from his hard, unrelenting contact. A few quick strokes later, his bulging peter was about to explode its splashing, wild juices.
"Here we go," he sighed. "Ooooh, ahhh, I'm gonna shoot it off. Baby, oooh, it's all gonna spill. Ooooh, ohhh, what fucking."
He reached out and slapped at her tits. His fingers twisted against Patty's nipples as Slim kept on rotating his hard, savage joy stick, letting it roam unrestrainedly.
"Here we go," he finally gulped. "Ooooh, ohhh, ahhh, it's all pouring out of me. Every drop of the stuff. Damned, ohhh, it's gonna shoot. Oooh, it's gonna shoot so nice. Ohhh, the hot stuffs gonna splash."
His whole body rocked back and forth as the thick, white semen began to spill from the end of Slim's long, hot cock. The men burst into loud applause and cheers as they watched the thundering droplets of his thick, piercing semen as it splashed deep inside of her throat.
"Ohhh, it's great to dominate you," he said. "Ooooh, was this ever a fuck. All this hot stuff splashing. Damned, ohhh, was it ever good. Ohhh, ahhh, what a fuck it was."
When the fucking ended and Slim removed his still-hard, steady cock from Patty's mouth, he pushed it forward and let it slash against her left breast. He propelled his cock forward so quickly that it hurt her tit, but Slim wasn't about to let up. He wanted to experience another orgasm.
"Ooooh, look at that tit," he said. "It stands so damned firm. Ohhh, ahhh, I'm gonna shoot again."
"Keep it up," his friend Tex called out. "Come on, Slim. We're gonna show this dame where it's at. Ahhh, this is really fucking. Come on, keep it going. Yes, let's really keep it going."
His hard, driving pecker kept on slashing with bulging impact as he pushed it against her breast. The more rapidly that his steely peter came into contact with her breast, the closer that he moved toward the point of a stimulating explosion.
"Damned, oooh, my balls are on fire," Slim panted. "Keep moving your hips, move your body, honey. Oooh, do I love this fucking. Ooooh, it's all gonna shoot out of me. Ooooh, another nice hot load. The stuffs gonna splash. Ooooh, ahhh, it's gonna spray out of me."
He kept on panting and gasping as he worked with his long, decisive cock, allowing it to move with swirling joy as it pushed against her solid breast flesh. A few quick, methodical, twisting peter stabs later, the juices all started to spray from the end of Slim's stiff, erect pole.
"Oooh, look at it splash against your tit," Slim grinned. "Ooooh, it's all spraying. What a great fuck. Damned, what fucking."
He watched the steady procession of thick, piercing, white juice as it splashed from the end of his long, rangy peter and against her warm skin.
"You did quite a job of it, Slim," Tex called out. "I guess it's time for me to get into the act now."
"I guess it is," Slim said. "Just one thing. Don't take it easy on her."
"Hell, no," Tex laughed. "I'm gonna dominate her just like you did. I'm gonna get her used to pain. This is a desert gang rape. That's what it is. Everybody's gonna get in his share of fucking with this chick before we're through."
Tex's statement prompted a good deal of loud cheering from the other men on hand. As for Patty, she felt a tremendous measure of terror when he made his statement. Patty recognized only too well just what she had in store for her. She would be bruised, battered and defiled by these hot, excited men.