Chapter 10
The other Furies managed to pull sparse fur off me before she bludgeoned me to death. As I said before, they had big plans for my big dick.
They untied my wrists from behind my back and I meekly submitted to being pushed on my back on the bench while they re-tied my bonds under the bench seat so that my arms were tied around it.
You may well ask how it felt for me, Bascom Grue, the tough, hard-nosed private eye, to be handled like so much masochistic piffle. As I look back on it now, naturally it makes me want to puke, but at the time, under the powerful influence of an overdose of satyrion, it was pure bliss. I mean, they could've booted me around the room on my belly and I would've blessed them for it.
Once my wrists were securely bound, red fuzz reached down and picked up my prick. It hadn't shrunk an inch since the initial orgasm; it was still huge and rock hard.
"You got one hell of a prick, Gruesome," she said, "and I'm going to really enjoy having it sliding up my pussy."
"How come you get it first?" dense fur said. "I didn't even get any of his tongue."
"What's stopping you now?" blonde hair asked her. "With him laying there on his back like that, we can use both ends at once. Double our pleasure."
"That's for me," dense fur said, dropping the whip and throwing her leg over the bench. Her furry twat was about three inches from my chin. "What'dya say, bozo? How 'bout giving us a smooch."
I looked at the thick tangle of black hairs that covered her mound. In the center of the luxuriant growth were a pair of pale pink lips. They were completely hairless, like the lips of a baby.
She hopped forward three inches and the velvety lips touched my chin. So hot. So slick. So funky with the scent of woman-in-heat.
"Kiss it," she said, waving the tender labia just above my mouth.
I puckered up, pursed my lips and kissed her cunt.
"Yaaaaaas!" she crooned, mashing her twat down on my mouth, grabbing hold of my hair and jerking my face up into her crotch, causing my mouth to smack, smack, smack right into her pink clitoris.
Under the repeated smacking, the friction of my chin, my mouth, her labia came apart, opening like the petals of some enraged orchid, dripping with dew.
"Come on, use your tongue!" she ordered, making my mouth go bash, bash, bash into the nadir of her sex donut.
I speared her cunt on the first try. One thrust and I was root deep in her, my teeth grinding into her clit and her ass-hole simultaneously.
And did she ever start moving it! Those slippery, rubbery lips smooched all over my mouth, my nose, my chin and her thick rug rasped my face raw.
"Uhhng! Uhhng-gaa!" she cooed, as I gave her pussy what for.
Then I felt something on my dick. Something very hot and very wet and very heavy. I could hear red fuzz grunting and groaning and the others shouting encouragements.
"Ugggh! Owwww!" she whimpered.
"Come on, girl, cram that old rod up there."
"Put some backbone into it."
"You can do it."
"You're going to have the fuck of a lifetime once you get all that meat up there."
"UGGGGH!" she wailed.
I could feel her cuntmouth perched on the tip of my bloated bulb like a party hat on a hippo. She kept driving all her weight down on the relatively tiny ring, trying to force it to open further, to allow the monstrous girth of my cock to slip inside.
"OOOOOOH!" she said as the sphincter gave way a little. "Ooooh, girls, it's like being cherry all over again!"
She clutched at the neck of my cock and, as she let all her weight down once more, she pulled the hard length of meat towards her.
"I think it's going in," said blonde hair. "The head is going in."
"Uhhhhh, it's so big!" red fuzz croaked.
The bulb of my cock slid into hot heaven, hot, slick heaven. I wanted to give her a fuck in the worst way, but tied as I was, I could only lay there and for all intents and purposes be her animate dildo.
The cap only went in her up to the flaring rim, then it stopped. Red fuzz was disconsolate. She began weeping and tugging ineffectually at my choad.
"Let's give the virgin a hand, huh."
"Anything for a pal."
The two non-humping females, blonde hair and sparse fur, grabbed hold of red fuzz's thighs and when the partially impaled Fury lunged, they pulled.
"WAAAAAAAAAH!" red fuzz shrieked as my gross pecker slowly shoved up her snatch.
It felt marvelous. The cap was ironing out every wrinkle, every corrugation, every fold in her snatch, ironing them all flat. The juicy walls parted around the throbbing tip and in seconds I was hair deep in a very tight, very hot, very horny pussy.
"WAAAAAAHH!" she wailed, trying and failing to budge herself on my rod. She couldn't move an inch, up or down. "Help me!" she pleaded, moving her hips up and down frantically while her pussy stayed locked about the base of my cock.
Her fellow Furies then lifted where they had pulled.
The suction, the friction was truly mindbending. like a living vacuum cleaner had been thrust down over my pud. And the convulsions of her belly caused ripples inside her, ripples of feeling to race up her pussy, milking my raging hard on.
They only had her halfway up my pole when the dam burst once more. The snow geese took to wing.
"UHH! UHHHHHH!! " she whined as the gusher of boiling sperm filled her pussy.
The slippery liquid lubricated things instantly so that I could snap my ass up from the bench and make her cuntmouth slip up and down my shaft.
"God, he's coming inside her!" blonde hair said. "Look at all that white stuff."
"Oooh, I can't wait to have it going all in me and running out like that over my ass," sparse fur said.
I gave red fuzz all the come she could handle and more. I filled her and re-filled her until the backwash had coated her belly, her thighs, her buttocks, until it trickled down inside her boots.
"Get me off!" she hollered.
As her friends lifted her from my still fountaining cock, as broached pussy and glistening head parted company, I fired a last sticky salvo that shot straight up in the air, hurtling past her gooey clit, rocketing between her super abundant tits, and making a four point landing all over the front of her leather hood.
"Yuck!" said blonde hair, but her red-haired friend was out cold, oblivious to the mess sliding down the face of her mask. Blond hair let her slump to the floor and then started to straddle my cock.
"Ready for another go-round, Gruesome?" she asked.
"MmmmmmphI," I said into the convulsing folds of dense fur's pussy.
"Come on, you slut," sparse fur said to the delirious recipient of my tongue thrusts, "you've had five orgasms. I know because I've been counting. How 'bout climbing down and giving me a crack at a few?"
Reluctantly, the girl did as she was asked. Her hairy little snatch was absolutely dripping with my drool as she swung her leg off me, and those perky cunt lips of hers were no longer pink ... they were bright red from all the sucking I'd done on them ... and they hung wide apart, peeled way back with that peculiar, after-the-tongue-job, cooked look.
When sparse fur straddled me, she did so the opposite way that dense fur had. That is, with her face towards my feet and her tight little ass-hole smooching on my forehead.
The red hot ring squirmed its way down from above the bridge of my nose, onto the bridge of my nose, down my nose, and onto my mouth. My face was buried in the smooch crack and silky buttocks cradled my cheeks.
"Ooh, this turkey's mouth is right on my ass," sparse fur said. "OOOOH, he's licking me now!"
How could I help but lick something so blazing hot, so velvety smooth, something that convulsed with such frantic power, such febrile seizures? In truth, I made a glutton of myself. I feasted on her pore, giving it long, juicy laps that ran from cuntmouth to the top of her cleavage, pausing to swirl over the wrinkly ring.
And as she began to whimper above me, as her pore began to go all ga-ga in the hope that I might see fit to slip a yard or so of hot tongue up her ass, again I felt the heavy burden on my cock.
"Ohhh! Wow! He is big," blonde hair exclaimed, finding it next to impossible to impale herself on my drug-enlarged dick without help. "COme on and help me get this thing up my cunt. If you help me, I'll help you."
To dense fur that sounded like a good deal. The bench teetered as she climbed up on it behind blonde hair.
"Hey! No! Not like that!" blonde hair protested.
Sparse fur dragged her pore from my waggling tongue and pulled her thinly thatched snatch up to my forehead, giving me a mind-rattling view of the proceedings.
I hadn't realized just how big my cock had grown. I mean, wow! A veritable tree trunk. And that stupid hooded bitch with the dense cunt fur was actually climbing up on the shoulders of blonde hair, whose pussy mouth was tightly stretched over the dome of my dick, in the belief that her added weight would drive my monstrous tubesteak up the too-tight pussy.
"OHH! OH, NOOOO!" blonde hair whinnied as her legs buckled under the weight of the six foot amazon. Her pussy slammed down hard on my cockhead, and kept right on slamming.
Then something broke. The pressure suddenly eased and I found myself slipping up her torn pussy without any strain whatsoever. Physically, blonde hair had managed to accommodate me comparatively easily; mentally, it was another story. Not only had her pussy ruptured, never to be the same again, but her mind had also lost its cherry.
As I flipped my bone to her, making her pussy sputter and fart about the bristly base, she kept repeating, "Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no," like a stuck record.
And dense fur, who couldn't see too well from her perch on blonde hair's shoulders, was also somewhat repetitive: "How's that? Is it in yet? How's that?"
Then the lights went out. And I was buried alive in juicy cunt. Sparse fur ground her pussy down on my mouth, making her twatlips force themselves open, to slip over my moist lips. I opened my mouth and a heavy, sleepy rain of woman goo fell inside. I thrust up with my tongue, burrowing into the proffered tube, flapping it back and forth against the searing walls, making it flip and flutter like a long boneless whang.
"Huhhhhh! Uhh-hhuhhhhh! Huhhhh!" she keened, dragging her whole bottom over my face, seesawing the silky skin of thighs and ass and cunt over my pinioned head.
My hips kept flipping up from the hard bench, dept driving my engorged meat probe into blonde hair's loose and fuck ready pussy. I was the only one who was putting any kind of life in the screwing. She just hunkered there with her thighs around me, receiving stab after tube-rending stab, without moving at all except from the jarring impact of my thrusts.
"Oh, no," she said, softly, "oh, no, oh, no."
"What the hell is wrong with you?" dense fur said to the mindfucked amazon as she climbed down from her shoulders. She took one look at the glassy, far off stare in blonde hair's eyes and one look at the easy, rock 'em sock 'em way my huge pole was slogging up her pipe and she said, "Oh, no! Oh, no!"
"Huhhhhhh!" sparse fur moaned, shaking her ass from side to side, making her ass-hole smooch down over the tip of my nose.
"You've got to help me!" dense fur yelled at the girl humping on my face. She grabbed the gyrating Dury and shook her hard.
"Ohhhhhh, ummmmm, leave me alone," the squirming, hooded bitch said huskily. "Go find your own huhhhhhh tongue."
"No! Help me drag her off his cock. She's out of it. God, look at her eyes! She can't feel a thing. She's letting all that good red bone go to waste."
"Huhhhhh," sparse fur groaned.
"Come on!! ! "
When the hot, moist, fragrant maw lifted off my face, a gust of cool air washed over the goo it'd left behind. For a brief but wonderful instant, I looked right up into her fuck tube, up into the delicious pinkness. I swear I could see all the way to Mars.
Then the black booted leg swung over me. I craned my neck down in time to see the two Furies standing on either side of their fallen, but still rigidly upright companion. And I continued to give her deep penile massage, rolling my ass, dragging my nerve bundle over the slickness of her tubule, making her viscous lubricant trickle down the underside of my pole, down over my bloated balls, down my hairy asscrack in a hot, sensuous river.
Grunting from the effort, the two women gripped their comrade under the thighs and lifted.
Her pussy mouth slid up my cock, blubbering, drooling and I jerked my hips up, driving half my whang back inside her, trying to keep the amazing heat, the slippery walls about my tender meat.
"Uhhhhhhnghh!" they said, hoisting her up even higher. Her blonde pussy was all drawn out of shape by the size of the head that spitted her and the power of their lifting; her twatlips sucked at my cap rim, smooching way out from her body like a pair of chimpanzee lips.
Blond hair and I parted company with a wet, loud pop! A torrent of trapped lubricant and spent pre-come escaped her ravaged pussy and flopped to the bench under my ass. Dense fur and sparse fur hauled the insensate woman down the length of the bench, dragging her ass-cheeks on the bench seat. They dropped her on the floor beside red fuzz who had begun to moan and showed definite signs of coming around.
"Hold this slippery thing still," dense fur said, swinging a leg over the bench, hunkering over my glistening rod.
Sparse fur grabbed my cockshaft with both hands and said, "Oooooh! It feels so slick ... and it's throbbing ... God, ticking like a time bomb or something."
"Just hold it still," dense fur repeated, lowering herself onto the oleaginous dome.
I groaned as I felt the heat of her pussy, those petals that I had reddened with my lips, close on my dickhead. She groaned as she realized what kind of sacrifice she was going to have to make to accommodate me. It was still the same old story: giant penis and tiny twat. I might as well have been fucking grammar school girls. Except that these particular grammar school girls were six feet tall and had bodies that would not quit.
"God, you'll never get all that inside you," sparse fur said. "Not without killing yourself."
But dense fur, a huge dick rubbing into the entrance to her joy tube, didn't give a damn about her own personal safety. Impalement was the only thing on her mind. "Come on ... uggggh ... give me a push or something ... owwww!"
I rotated my hips, revolving the broad head of my cock in her pocket, swiveling it like the ball in a ball and socket joint, a very wet, very hot ball and socket joint.
"Oh, honey! Oh, baby!" she cooed, humping up and down frantically, trying to confine the churning bulb, to ram it deep in her body ... and failing miserably.
Sparse fur began to climb up on the bench, to get up on dense fur's shoulders, but the crouching Fury stopped her.
"No," she said, "not like that! That's what ruined her ... too much weight."
"Too much dick, you mean," sparse hair said.
"Just lean on my shoulders," the other Fury said, "give me something to put my back against."
The Fury did what her friend asked, putting her gloved hands on her neck and bearing down.
"Uhhhhhnnnnggghh!" dense fur moaned, driving her tight pussy down over the head of my dick.
There was a marvelous Bump! as her cunt yielded, stretched and slipped down over the flaring rim. My bulb was engulfed by slippery heat.
"Get me off!" she wailed, tears running down her cheeks. "He's ripping me apart!"
Sparse fur reacted, slipping her hands in under the sobbing woman's armpits and lifting, but she reacted too late.
Once I'd gotten a taste of that hairy pussy, I had to have more. I snapped my hips up from the bench brutally, slamming my meat into her tube. The narrow place that had stopped the forward progress of my cock, suddenly expanded, parting over the juicy knob, affording me another three inches of thrills.
"OHHHHHHH!! " dense fur screamed, clutching at my well-greased pole, trying to keep it from penetrating her further.
"How do you like that, Bitch?" I croaked from my drug-induced stupor. "How do you like my cock?"
I flipped my hips again, sending the pink battering ram back into her maw. I could actually see the effect it was having on her body, see the way it made her tummy bulge out from the outlandish girth. I was filling her to the bursting point. And on every hip flip I got my dick a little wetter, a little hotter. On the backthrusts, her pussy was so tight and the suction so great, that I dragged half her innards back with my probe. Her cunt lips, even though they were dripping with pussy juice, actually squeaked on my dick, sending thrill after thrill smashing into my medulla oblongata.
"UHHH! UHHH!" she howled every time I bottomed her, every time the huge log penetrated her to the sopping hair.
Sparse fur got so excited watching that she began to diddle herself. She didn't shove one or two or even three fingers up her hairless pussy ... emulating the size of my boner, she shoved her entire fist.
And while she was going to town, her comrade in arms fell into an orgasmic fit. She began to tremble all over, tits jiggling, thighs quaking, belly rippling, and then her pussy clamped down on my swollen choad like an iron fist in a hot buttered velvet glove.
"YEEEEEE!! YEEEEE UHH YEEEEE!! ! " she whined and sobbed, whined and sobbed, as the joy washed over her, as her pussy sphincter milked the thick base of my cock.
It looked like she was going to shake apart, to disintegrate under the power of the spasms that racked her. And, of course, the jiggling joy she experienced, was communicated through the medium of her juicy fuck tube to the tumescent length of my pecker. I began to wheeze and puff, snapping my ass maniacally, as the flurries of pleasure exploded in my nerve bundle, as they raced to heavy balls, to congested prostate. My ass-hole started to flutter, tickled by the tips of a thousand white wings. And I started coming.
"OOOOOOOH!" the spitted girl moaned as the initial, high pressure pulse splattered deep within her. Her eyes snapped open and they were wild with the fuck fever, as wild as any Sister's high on satyrion.
The lust to spurt was on me and I let myself go bananas, slamming my cock up her pussy, sending quarts of white goo shooting up there, teasing my joy, stretching it, making it extend like a strip of taffy, thinner and thinner.
Dense fur's hips commenced to churn, rotating in a short, elliptical orbit, forcing great waves of spent sperm to spritz from her pussy and flop over my nuts.
When the taffy finally parted, when my orgasm dwindled, the whimpering girl refused to dismount and continued to ride my rigid cock like a rodeo cowboy, cunt sputtering as it gobbled dick, one hand held high in the air waving to the grandstand.
Sparse fur had to remove her by force from the thick tool and when she did, the whining Fury, once so dominant, now so wimpy, threw herself on my come-drenched pudcap, stuffing as much as she could in her jaws and groaning, "Oh, God! Oh, God!"
At last I was getting somewhere.