Chapter 7
As they drove back, Betty reflected on the events that filled her day. She had quite a dose of sexual excitement. Enough to last her for awhile! And the exhilarating excitement of rushing out of the hotel! Her blood and pulse raced with equal acceleration. Just imagine if the police had come and arrested them! The stigma of being arrested; the disgrace of getting her name in the paper. Worse yet, her father discovering her sexual inclinations.
She could probably be forgiven and understood by her mother. But her father! Betty was thankful she was fortunate in this affair. It wasn't a disaster. She leaned back against the car cushion. She shut her eyes and sighed in relief.
In her haste to dress, Betty left off her pantyhose. Bob's hand was inside her thighs reaching for her shaved snatch. She let him continue. If she protested, she would be in a wrestling match. The ultimate outcome would be that she would lose. Bob would still gain his objective. There was less effort by allowing him to reach her cunt.
Besides, the effects of the vibrations had worn off. Having her pussy petted couldn't hurt. She was in the mood for some mild sex. A little finger-fucking never hurt anyone! That was all he could do while the car was in motion.
She remained relaxed, letting his fingers stroke her cunt. His groping fingers produced a subtle hint of a thrill. In addition, it helped to soothe her.
While Bob teased her cunt, he kept up a running conversation about the interrupted session. Al answered him. From the conversation, Betty deduced that the session was only interrupted. Not postponed! They were going to meet at Al's place. The knowledge they would resume their orgy caused her pulse to race.
How she loved that first virile cock! From the moment he lifted her up with his fingers in her hole, Betty knew this guy had the merchandise! And the way he fucked her, suspended in mid-air! She was ripe for another session. After the warm-up with the vibrators, she was ready to take on an army. Would he fuck her again or would he want to be sucked off? Betty hoped he would fuck her!
No one was surprised to see a car waiting for them at the cabin. The occupants of the other car got out as they drove up. Betty searched their faces, hoping to see her favorite cocksman. There were three men! The others went home. Betty's heart was beating faster! Her cocksman was waiting for a return session.
The cabin was electrically heated. They all came in out of the cold. Within minutes, they were all naked. Betty was getting warmer. It wasn't from the heat in the room! Her cunt was getting hot! The sweat was pouring out of the vaginal walls. Al was right! She was like a bitch in heat! And she was eager to have her cocksman fuck her!
Al was the perfect host. He offered drinks to his guests. At the same time, he tried to establish some kind of order for the use of Betty's sexual wares. There was no desire for a recurrence of the earlier altercation.
One of the men wanted a repeat of the vibrators. Another, wanted a repeat of her provocative dance. The cocksman saved the day.
"Let's stop the bull-shitting! We came here to fuck!" he announced. "I don't know about you guys but I'm getting my piece now! After that, you jokers can do as you please!"
Betty was ready to shout out a cheer and kiss him. She was eager to feel his rampant rod filling her anxious twat. That lovely thick wonderful cock! She moved towards the couch and stretched out on it.
He followed her to the couch. His fingers were curled about the base of his rigid prick. Betty looked up to see the tempting piece of flesh pointing at her face.
"I want a good blow-job!" he demanded. "None of that jerking off shit either! I want you to make me come with your mouth."
Disappointment replaced her joy. She didn't mind sucking him off. She would be only happy to do it. But the most important thing to her now was to have his cock in her cunt! There had to be a way to induce him to fuck her first! Appeal to his ego! A guy like him was loaded with it!
"I ... I don't mind sucking you," Betty began in a hesitant voice. "But ... but I'd much prefer if ... if you would fuck me first," she blurted out. Her brazen declaration didn't bother her. She was going to be fucked one way or another! Betty was determined to enjoy it since she had no say in the final decision.
A big grin spread across his face as he listened to her continue. "A lot of guys have been screwing me. But nobody has the equipment you have for the job! If I'm going to get laid, I'd rather have someone like you do it. I can always save the blow-jobs for the smaller guys!"
Her little speech excited her more. The itching in her snatch became more intense. What the hell was he waiting for? She wanted to scream out, "Fuck me, you jerk!"
The cocksman gave a throaty laugh. "Didja hear that, you guys? This him knows class when she sees it!" he boasted. He turned to her. "You got yourself a deal, honey! And to show you how much class I got, we're going to fuck a different way," he told her. "Get up!"
His acceptance of her request and his answer was fuel to her raging furnace. Even before his cock was in her, Betty was perspiring from the erotic fire burning within her.
He stretched out on the couch and instructed her to straddle his hips, facing his head. Betty moved into position. Lowering her frame onto his cock, she watched in enthralled fascination as he guided his cockhead between her cunt lips. She wasn't concerned about any resistance. The heat of erotic excitement had created sufficient lubrication in her pussy.
The tip of his cock poked its head inside her shaved twat. It slid into the virginal sheath without any effort. In seconds, his vibrant shaft was fully imbedded in her quim. He raised his knees providing a back rest for her. She closed her eyes, luxuriating in the voluptuous contact.
His hands fondled and squeezed her resilient boobs. He grasped the hardened nipples between the balls of his forefingers and thumbs. She felt the tips gently rubbed. The touch sent an ecstatic down her spine. Her body thrilled to his touch as his hands swept over in erotic caresses. And the pressure of his hard large cock impacted in her snatch intensified that thrill!
The exploring hands traveled to the hood over her cuntal slit. Searching fingers found the venereal node. That tiny penis-like piece of flesh! The cocksman started to rub it. She felt his fingers touch the small pea shaped button below the exposed flesh.
"Hssss!" She sucked in her breath at the touch.
"You do all the work, baby!" he told her. "That way, you can enjoy my cock as long as you want!"
He increased the pressure of his fingers on her clitty. Betty started a sexual canter on his prong. Her ass rose and fell in slow motion, letting his prick glide partially and imbedding it back into her cunt.
She felt the voluptuous friction of his hard flesh scraping past the walls of her aroused snatch. The massaging pressure on her clitoris continued. Betty was in no hurry to finish this fuck. She wanted it to last as long as possible.
Betty kept the slow rhythm of her pace. "Mmmm!" she murmured. "That feels good!"
"Like it, huh?" he asked. "Enjoy it while you can!"
She nodded in agreement. His prong moved in and out as she continued to ride it. Betty added some variations to the coital movements. On the descent, she wriggled her ass, grinding her pussy about his dick. Moving upward, her pelvis gyrations caused his cock to counter screw against the walls of her cunt.
Her plan was to maintain this slow cadence. The longer she prolonged the climax, the more she could enjoy his lovely cock. She suspected it would take some time for him to come. He had excellent control over his cock. But she wasn't taking any chances!
Betty accelerated the pace. From a canter to a gallop! Her body moved up and down faster. His cock pistoned in and out in lightning fashion from her quickened cadence. His fingers responded to her silent message. He increased the motion and pressure on her clitoris.
"Uhhrrr! Uhhrrr!" she grunted as she bounced up and down in erotic fervor.
Her body trembled from the sensual ecstasy. Her tits swayed in erratic patterns while her body shook in lustful enterprise. Betty could feel the piquant pleasure pervading her nervous system. Every fibre tingled with the sensual exhilaration.
"Harrr! Harrr!" She was breathing deeply and rapidly. Her eyes were shut to enjoy the intensity of erogenous stimulation. Her mouth opened and shut, inhaling and exhaling large gulps of air. Betty clenched and unclenched her fingers in an effort to alleviate the seething ravishment bubbling within her.
"Start fucking me!" she exhorted him. "Rub my clitty, harder! Harder! That's it! Fuck me!" she demanded in a hoarse urgent voice. "I want to feel that beautiful cock of yours pumping away in my cunt! I want to feel your sweet, hot come flooding my cunt! Fuck me, fuck me!"
He moved in tandem with her. When she raised her ass, he drove his prick upward. Plunging it as deep as he could! On the down stroke, Betty impaled herself on his vibrant dick. Their bodies moved in synchronization. They were in the violent throes of fucking. Each body shook and trembled with their coital thrusts.
Betty felt the voluptuous ecstatic titillation of a growing orgasm. Soon, it would expand and seek release from its prison. She squirmed her ass, grinding her cunt further over his prick.
Both their faces were flushed from the erotic strain. Each emitted erotic grunts as their bodies thrashed. Betty was the more violent of the two. Her body convulsed in a sensual turbulence. She was an uncontrolled wanton.
"Huhrr! Huhrr!" She grunted from the salacious exertion. In the heat of their fervid fucking, her personality changed. "Fuck me, fuck me!" she urged him. "Oh! I need your hard cock pumping inside of me! I can feel it ramming home! I need more! More! Let me feel your prick banging hard inside of me!" she demanded in erotic abandon.
"Harder, harder! Squeeze my clitty! Rip it out, tear it!" she shouted in a fit of sexual violence.
"Ahherrr! Ahherrr!" she groaned in ecstatic anguish. "I'm coming, you fucker! I'm coming. Ooooo! That's it, baby, that's it! Annn-nyyy ... sec-unndd ... nowww!" Her jerky phrasing punctuated her bouncing erratic movements.
Up and down in frantic thrusts! Sideways in frenzied sensuous twists! She felt his hard cock slamming deep inside the throat of her vagina. Each jolt, as his cock battered the walls of her twat, sent ecstatic shivers up her spine. The orgasm was ready to erupt.
"I'm coming again! Here it comes! AHHHRRGRRR!"
It was a shout of a sensually tortured soul. A cry of ecstatic delirium ending in blissful release from the exquisite and piquant pleasure of their voluptuous fuck.
Betty jammed her flooded snatch down on his devastating prick. Her copious emissions bathed his cock. His hips continued to pump back and forth in her snatch. She watched his face, strained from the effort, as he grunted.
His pelvis rammed into her crotch. His cock made a final thrust. The heavy sperm shot upward into her vaginal recesses. She felt that lovely hot cream pouring into her, mixing with her come.
Their genitals remained welded as the climactic spasms subsided. A deep sigh of carnal bliss escaped from her lips. On a whim, Betty leaned forward. She pressed her lips to his mouth in a passionate kiss. A loving token of her appreciation of his sexual efforts. He responded by demonstrating his approval with an equally passionate kiss.
Unhurried, they separated, his limp dick parting from its erogenous harbor with little effort. The mixture of their come dripped out of her snatch. The heavy ooze trickled down her thighs in a slow descent.
"You're all right, baby! You're a good piece of ass! And you know good cock when you see it!" he grinned at her.
"Thanks! Having a good cock and knowing how to use it is just as important. And you sure know how to use yours!" she answered, returning his compliment.
"Well, if you two are through with this mutual admiration society, there are others who'd like to try that ass!" Bob sarcasmed.
"Don't get your water hot, buster!" the cocksman retorted. "This babe can take you all on without raising a sweat! But she still owes me a blow job! And I'm gonna collect now! She knows the real thing when she sees it."
Betty enjoyed the exchange between the men. It was as though they were fighting over her. Her hero was the cocksman and he was re-securing her from the villains. She was looking forward to sucking him off. Her cunt had tasted the wonderful flavor of his prick. She knelt where he stood, her arms encircled his buttocks. Betty was eager for her mouth to sample the succulent piece of his meat.
Her lips closed about the dormant cock coated with their come. His prick responded immediately. It swelled within the moist warm confines of her mouth. Betty felt his cock growing large and stiff. She thrilled as he responded to her oral ministrations.
Betty shifted one hand. She cupped the heavy balls and fondled them. She felt the erotic stirrings inside her cunt as she caressed the fleshy agates. Her tongue rolled around the corona of his cock, welcoming the stiff hard-on in her mouth. Her oral brush swept along the shaft of his prick, tasting the sweet meat. Betty puffed on the head, blowing her warm, erotic breath over it. He uttered a low groan of approval.
Only minutes before, his cock had emptied a load into her cunt. While his prick was hard, it would be some time before he came off again. He didn't want her to use her hands on his dick. Betty didn't want to either. It was, sort of, cheating. With a cock like his, she wanted to enjoy every delicious moment of sucking it off.
Her nose was close to the hairy bush that surrounded his large cock. A mixture of a musky odor and a masculine scent assailed her nostrils. The musky odor part of her come that dripped into his pubic hairs.
Betty's tongue licked his cock clean of their come. The heavy salty flavor was gone now. One of her fingers under his balls curved along the perineum. She passed the finger up into the crack. When she reached the sphincter, she rubbed the pad of her finger along the edge. Her finger pressed with a gentle firmness into the puckered asshole.
His hips jerked a little as she penetrated the tight hole. Her finger slipped into the moist anal canal. A quiver of excitement traveled along her spine. She found the digital contact an erotic stimulant to her own feelings.
She released his cock from its oral prison. Her tongue slid from the tip of his prick down to his balls in an unhurried sweep. Betty brushed her tongue over his balls. The masculine sweaty odor was stronger there. Her nostrils sniffed in the scent, letting the sensation excite her more.
Opening her mouth wide, she absorbed one of his balls. The absorbed nut was subjected to a series of soft sucks and nibbles. He groaned in erotic approval. His sensual animal-like groan and her oral contact sent a shudder of ecstatic rapture rumbling into her snatch. Betty tried to get the other ball into her mouth. She couldn't. Releasing the first fleshy agate, she concentrated on the second one.
Her lingual spatula licked the underside of his scrotum. The flattened blade of her tongue brushed the hair studded loose skin. Pushing his legs wider apart, Betty shifted underneath him. She rolled her tongue along the perineum and upward into the crack of his ass. Her body was twisted around as she concentrated on his ass.
He bent over slightly, reaching for her tits that were underneath his balls. His fingers massaged the rubbery erect nipples. She was surprised that this lascivious contact could arouse her passions so much. Betty thought only the stimulation of her erogenous parts could excite her. Her attempt to stimulate a male was almost as exciting.
She anticipated a slight fetid odor emanating from his asshole. There wasn't any which made her efforts more enjoyable. Her agile tongue rolled around the perimeter of the puckered hole. Betty lathered the hole with her saliva. The tip of her tongue tried to penetrate the tight aperture.
A licentious thought occurred to her. Her tongue was a cock. His asshole was a cunt. She was going to fuck his cunt! The concept aroused her passions more. Her lingual lance tried to penetrate the tight sphincter. Just a little bit of the tip reached inside the hole. Her tongue -rimmed the asshole in strong brushing strokes.
Within the forge of her twat, the lascivious embers of erotic desires smouldered. Betty didn't mind gratifying his sexual needs. She wanted her own desires satisfied. A free hand reached into her snatch. As she continued to lick his ass, she began to masturbate herself.
Betty moved back to the cocksman's prick. If she was going to make herself come, she wanted to have him come almost at the same time. She moved her mouth to the underside of his prick. Her lips closed over a portion of the fleshy shaft and drew it into her mouth. A soft gentle bite was inflicted upon the captured portion. At the same time, she gave it several flicking licks.
The routine was continued along the entire length of his cock. When she reached the head, her lips pursed. A slow, strong suck vacuumed the crown into her mouth. Her tongue rolled along the velvety head in lascivious caresses. Her clamped lips slid along his shaft, absorbing more of his prick. The flat blade of her tongue rolled about the imprisoned cock in a series of rapid strokes.
"Mmmmm!" she murmured in ecstatic rapture. Half in approval of the luscious cock in her mouth, ISO half for her thrusting fingers on her cunt.
She kept her fingers on her clitoris. Her fingers moved in a rapid frenzied cadence. Betty wanted to induce an orgasm as quickly as possible. In tempo with her thrusting fingers, Betty moved her tongue and lips over the imbedded cock.
Her tongue and lips moved with frantic urgency. She bobbed her head up and down. He caught the imperative mood of inducing the imminent orgasm. His hips jerked in strong coital thrusts, fucking her mouth. The increased pistoning of his cock warned her of the impending climax. Betty's fingers accelerated the tempo on her clitty.
The orgasm poured in a strong flow into her cuntal chambers. She uttered a moan of ecstatic rapture. "Mmmhhmmm!" It was a deep guttural growl, vibrating against his cock.
His cock made a final thrust. She managed to grab the shaft of his prick just in time to prevent her throat from being stabbed. Thick jets of milky white come geysered into her throat-a liquid tribute in payment for her capable efforts. Her curled fingers about his cock felt the strong contracting spasms. And the gradual forceful pulsations diminishing as he finished shooting his load!
Betty milked the last drop of come from his fleshy tube. She looked up at him expecting some acknowledgment of her oral skill. His eyes were shut, his face wreathed in an expression of rapturous bliss.
"Was that all right?" she asked.
He looked down and smiled. "We'd make a great team. My cock and your mouth! You're okay in my books!"
Betty took his remarks as a big compliment. She was certain that when she was married, her husband would get an accomplished marital partner.
Al had established some order for the succeeding buyers of her sexual charms. After Betty's artful exhibition, each one wanted to be blown. She wished some of them would fuck her. In a moment of wanton weakness, she had propositioned the cocksman. A good fuck for a good blow-job! Now, everyone wanted a blow-job!
She felt a protest was a waste of time. Instead, she went through the motions of sucking them off. Her mouth was getting tired. When Bob's turn came, she complained about the sore muscles of her jaws.
As Betty serviced each man, her movements were dull and flat. Like an automaton! Her salacious inclinations had abated after the initial session. Their cocks did not excite her. She couldn't arouse the tempestuous stirrings she felt earlier. Bob witnessed her actions and the responses of the other men. He accepted her declination to suck him off. Instead, he fucked her in the ass.
Betty assumed a bent over position, resting on the couch. Bob shoved his prick into her ass. She was thankful her ass was pliant enough to accept his rough penetration. There was no attempt on his part to be gentle. He parted the cheeks of her ass, fitted the cockhead to the hole, and shoved it in. She waited in patient indifference as he fucked her ass. The circumstances and atmosphere made it difficult for her to get aroused.
She was aware of the cock pumping in and out of her ass. Bob was pistoning his prick in rapid strokes. She anticipated a quick climax. He had not used any type of lubricant. His cock was subjected to a rough scraping as he fucked her. The friction would bring on a fast orgasm.
Within minutes, Bob's hot come spilled into the anal sheath that enclosed his prick. She waited until his climax dissipated. He pulled out his shrunken cock.
Betty started to straighten up. "Hold it!" Al said. He gave her a slight push on the back. "I'll have the same!" She turned back to the couch. A tired sigh escaped her lips. She hoped that was the last. As much as she liked sex, this session was tiring her.
Al repeated Bob's attack on her ass. The same rough entry! The same hurried strokes of an urgent need to slake his carnal desires! She maintained the same indifference. Al took a little longer than Bob. Her anal canal was moist from the previous fucking. There was more lubrication. But minutes later, Al's come mingled with the residue already in her rectum.
Betty's shoulders gave a slight shrug as a sigh of relief expired from her lips. At last, she had an opportunity to get some rest.
The rest was temporary. Three of them came back for seconds. Including her cocksman! The strain was too much for her. Betty found she had lost her desire for further sex. Her cocksman fucked her in the ass! Even contact with him failed to evoke any kind of a thrill.
Sex was good in moderation. She was deluged with it and it jaded her taste. Betty wished she could relax in a hot tub. Or lay down and grab some rest.
It was getting late and everyone left. Betty was alone with Al.
"Look!" she said. "You've had your fun! I haven't written a letter or called home since I've been away. My folks will be concerned. I'll have to get back. How about giving me the picture and tape and let me leave? It'll save us both a lot of trouble."
"You got something there!" he agreed. "Okay! You can go. Tonight, if you want to! But I'll hold on to the picture and tape. I have plans for you. I know where I can reach you. And believe me! I'll be in touch!"
She wanted to argue with him about the blackmail items. But he had offered her a partial freedom! He told her she could leave immediately if she wanted. The offer was sweet music to her ears. As tired as she was, she hurried to pack. Once away from Al, Betty would be in a safer environment. One where she could think more clearly!
Taking her suitcase, she hurried out of the cabin. She drove horn. In an hour or so, she would be back in North Adams. That relaxing bath was looking more welcomed than ever.