Chapter 8
Ben's stocking feet slipped along the polished linoleum, the legs of his drawstring pajama bottoms dragging under his heels. Making a beeline for the nurses' station, he paused hesitantly and scratched his curly head, squinting through sleep swollen eyes at the empty glass cage whose door stood wide open like some giant bird cage whose prisoner had flown the coop. He stood statuesque for a moment, listening to Satchmo's bird whistle snores, while ambivalence ricocheted in his own head. Involvement in the plot to get at Nurse Hanson's hot body was not his cup of tea, but curiosity was winning another point for the affirmative team. Celibacy was not for this one, and his hand was growing warts from pumping at his groin night after night!
He shrugged his shoulders, sloughing off indecision and sauntered on past the nurse's station, noticing a light peeking out through the ladies' room door on the far left side.
Ben's breath quickened as he walked toward that guiding beam, the female moans growing in his ears like Beethoven's Ninth finale. One foot in front of the other until finally he stood peering through the cracked door, one nervous hand pressing it wider still. What he saw made him rock on his heels. Being party to this smacked of trouble and he spun around ready to leave when his male instincts pounding in his swelling groin stopped him dead in his tracks.
When was the last time he'd seen a woman naked except in a smuggled playboy magazine whose pages were stuck together from too many hungry eyes and satiated gonads ... Hell I'm only human ...!
Nurse Hanson was spread eagle on her tummy, her firm white buttocks waving in the air like the flag of surrender, her strawberry curls unfurled from its tight old-maid pug, falling in pink tendrils around her neck and ears while her starched white nurse's cap, now crumbled up like a used dinner napkin, sat lopsided on her head. Jesus ... those legs. He couldn't see all of her (damn that Josh) because of the black male body hovering over her. Ben sucked in his breath when he eyed the swollen red welts cross-hatching her legs. Dear God, it was a massacre! Except for one blazing incongruity! She sounded as if she were enjoying it.
"Ohhhhhhhh, God, oooooohhhhhh," the uptight, arrogant red headed nurse who drove every man in Ward B out of his bloody mind was moaning joyfully as one thick black finger wormed itself into the burning folds of her throbbing vagina.
Amy's resistance was shattered to the bone now and she unconsciously pressed her hips back to get more of that delicious sensation carried by that invading finger. Above her, Josh grinned at the smooth cheeks of her ass grinding in hungry circles against his hand. Gleefully, he ran his middle finger all the way into the wet warmth of her cunt and smiled wider as Amy responded as if he were her long lost lover, screwing back on his hand and letting out a deep sigh of contentment. Her breath was coming in small, muffled gasps as he flicked his finger in and out of her wildly jerking pussy. Her cuntal hole sucked at his finger and her cries were one long moan as he suddenly withdrew his finger from the warm sucking channel and began polishing the hard marble of her throbbing clitoris. He flicked and rubbed it, watched her buttocks twitch and churn in eager response.
Amy's body was electrified with excitement; from her curled under toes to her throbbing nipples rubbing against the rough Army surplus blanket, she was one mass of goose bumped shimmering flesh! She could feel her cunt blossoming wider and wider until warm trickles of juices ran down the insides of her spread eagle legs. Josh, too, could sense her climax. Christ, you didn't have to be a pimp to know when a lady was about to cum! Nurse Hanson's luscious body twitched spasmodically, grinding against his finger. Yes, now was the time to fuck his black prick into her seeping pink pussy and get a little pleasure for himself! Selfishly, he wanted to share in the climax, wanted to feel her smooth muscles tightening around his hard cock as she sprung into her climax. He's show this smart ass white girl that nigger cock was better than anything she'd had stuck in her creamy little pussy ever. After ol' Josh rammed it to her, she wouldn't be satisfied with anything again. Straight chicks, working girls ... they were all the same. Took the same things to satisfy them.
All those years of fighting off sadistic Johns only to have his girls rip him off of money, then turn him over to the cops when he roughed them up a bit, came to a boiling head in a seething mixture of hatred and lust that boiled within him.
Swiftly, he moved up against her and began grinding his black hips into the wet and glistening hole between Amy's slender white thighs. His mammoth black cock tingled and ached with the frustration of six months without a woman.
Ben stepped into the room now, all eyes, his heart pounding in his chest. Dumbly, he stood next to Butch who sat slumped in a chair relishing every groan and slap of naked flesh against flesh. As if Ben had been there the whole while, Butch said to him offhandedly, "Watch this. He's gonna fuck her now."
"Holy Jesus!" Ben was bug-eyed. "He sure is!" The short stubby man swallowed dryly, never taking his eyes off the pornographic play enacted right there in real live flesh before him. "I ... sure would like ... a little of that myself," he choked out.
Josh was kneeling behind her, the fat swollen head of his prick pressing against the tight opening of her vagina. Amy felt it begin a slow prodding and working against the soft warm folds, parting them like the Red Sea and plunging inside with a gust of power.
"Ohhhhh ... oh ... ohhhhh ... " she gasped as the tender lips of her long neglected vagina gave way and he drilled into her belly inch by scalding inch. The sudden attack jolted her, clearing her misaimed mind of its mucky haze that had fogged her senses since the brutal belt beating. Now her body trembled in a new world of complete ecstasy. Her cuntal walls throbbed and burned from his stony hardness gorging inside her pussy that had tightened from want of use.
All too clear - the degrading reality of being trapped in a room with three criminally insane patients one of whom was drubbing into her vagina like there was no tomorrow ... while the other two sat gloating over her assault. Amy's sense of self worth wilted, giving way to a strange kind of masochistic pleasure that voided her of all responsibility. Unfamiliar thrills of wicked excitement coursed through her body as she understood that this brutal rape was her punishment for staining the memories of Joe by succumbing to Butch's advances last night. God help her, she'd wanted it then and she'd die for it now! To hell with memories! She undulated her buttocks lasciviously in circles in rhythm to the long, thick cock fucking into her from behind.
"Sheeitt, man," whooped Josh. "This little pussy's tighter than a goddamn whore's mouth. Hump, baby, hump!"
Biting her lip to hold back the tears of shame, Amy pressured back. To her shocked horror he lunged toward her again, slamming another inch of hard flesh into her cunt that already felt stuffed to bursting. He's not ... even ... all the way inside me yet! she thought in terror, clenching the muscles of her buttocks tightly together to keep his black stalk of steely flesh from scraping against her tender, spongy cervix. He was reaching places inside of her belly her fingers never had!
"Please, no more," she begged, chokingly. "It's too ... big!"
"Honey, you ain't even swallowed up half of it," Josh guffawed loudly. "Now, hump back baby, 'cause Ah'm gonna give you the ride of your life!" Her struggles fed his sadistic impulses, and he rammed forward in a pelvic smashing lunge, crashing into her with all his strength until the huge black rubbery head of his cock banged smack into her cervix and his balls slapped down against her throbbing clitoris as if to kiss it.
Dear Lord, it was monstrous! Like some big thick black snake!
Amy's buttocks were pulled so wide apart she feared they might rip the tender flesh. That huge black thing he had waved before her face was now sunk all the way to its black kinky haired base inside of her. Her gray eyes popped open wider as she felt someone's hand softly stroking the white firm globes of her quivering buttocks. Other hands kneaded and squeezed at her milky breasts, nipping at her rosebud nipples until they stood out like bumble bees on a flower petal. Within her belly the black blue-veined cock flexed like a clenching fist, stretching and slipping inside her ravished vagina as she gradually adjusted to its hideous girth.
"Good, huh, Miss Amy?" Butch's voice taunted. "You like nigger cock, huh?"
Before she could gather her wits in answer, another hand stroked over her spine, following the bony ridges down to the split of her ass where, without warning, a nubby finger dug deep into the confines of her tight, unused anus.
"Aaaaaggghhhhhhh ... " she groaned at the painful intrusion stinging her sensitive rectum, then forced herself to relax the muscles to ease the agony. It felt as if a hornet had stung her back there, but the pain passed quickly to be replaced by a new kind of pleasure that melded with the slippery, drubbing sensation of Josh's black penis thundering up into her wetly seeping vagina.
Kneeling behind her white goose bumped flesh, Josh fucked in and out with long wetly slapping strokes. A feeling of towering power rippled through him as he held her hips down in total subjugation to the black monolith storming into her. He could feel the soft fleshy ridges deep inside suck at his pistoning-cock, clamping onto it as he withdrew, relaxing as it plunged in.
Riding her like a male dog, that was Josh's favorite position. He stretched the quivering moons of her buttocks with his fingers, watching the pink folds of wet, red flesh clinging to his black penis. Higher up in the crevice of her hairless ass, Butch's finger ground and twisted deeper, circling and expanding her anal hole. Ben got in the act, too, burying his hands beneath her creamy white torso, squeezing brutally at her naked breasts, teasing and pulling on every inch of flesh, his breath coming in hard gasps as he thought of the pretty waitress down at truck stop and the long nights they spent in his truck cab fucking and sucking until the sun awoke. Every pelvic slamming lunge sent Amy slapping against Ben's heavy thighs.
Josh slammed and thundered, plundered and rammed, until Amy's breath came in one long continuous sigh, her reddened cheeks turned sideways so that she could breath. Her pretty face contorted in passion, cries of ecstasy hissing through her tightly clenched teeth. Oh Lard, it was wonderful!
Ben's face went tight. "Hey ... hey, Josh ...? I can't wait no longer," he pleaded. "I gotta get some or I'm gonna cum in my pants."
There was a blur of naked flesh rearranging itself and Amy felt the mattress dropping in front of her as Ben stationed himself there. Strong hands lifted her shoulders until she rested on her hands and knees and then something warm and spongy and salty tasting pressed against her dry lips. Amy's gray eyes flew open and she stared unblinkingly at the long hard cock brushing against her nose. It wasn't black and it wasn't as thick as Butch's. Her eyes lifted to stare into Ben's pudgy face, his mouth twisted into a lopsided grin.
"Suck," he said simply, grabbing his prick in one hand and aiming it straight for her lips.
Another hard lunge from behind drove her forward, her laxly parted lips slipping over the shiny naked head of Ben's cock in front of her.
Ben grunted and grasped both sides of her strawberry curled head between his palms, ramming forward into her gaping mouth like a beardless cunt. She could feel the rubbery bluntness of the rubbery knob sliding the length of her warm pink tongue, blurring her concentration on the huge penis fucking into her body from behind. Ben closed his eyes, his mouth gaping open as he rocked on his fat hips, sawing viciously into her face. Amy gagged as he rammed it halfway down her throat, disappearing into her ovaled lips almost up to its hairy stumped base.
The red headed nurse clenched her eyes against the horrible sight of the kinky black curls tickling her nose. Moisture filled her mouth, puffing her cheeks wide as he shoved forward, cramming the shaft deep in her throat, keeping pace with the cock fucking into her from behind.
Amy tried to distract herself but not fudge sundaes, shrimp louie ... nothing could make her forget this man's hairy testicles bouncing against her chin and the odor of male perspiration and sexual juices filling her nostrils. She struggled to breathe, catching small gasps of air on the out stroke. But it was getting to her, all these male cocks poking into her and a rising tide swelled deep within her belly. The helplessness of her position flashed through her clouded mind, slowly keening toward orgasm. Two wildly excited men using her tortured body as a sacrificial vessel to fill with their hot boiling sperm, and the image of her pinned down body being bounced back and forth between them, strangely excited her.
Amy grunted and swung her buttocks in tiny circles, teasing hotly at the black cudgel jack hammering into her cunt. She licked and sucked at the white pole rhythmically pumping into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing and filling with each thrust. God, she wanted them to cum to shoot their sperm into her womb and mouth so she could swallow it and feel it running hot and sticky down her thighs ... feel it running through her veins in great hot floods. "Mmmmmffff ... " she sucked and moaned and fucked and groaned back like a mad woman, feeling her own orgasm building like flooding tide waters.
A deep groan from behind her heralded the inflating cock that jerked once, twice and finally erupted in a geyser of scalding sperm deep within her cunt. Josh jerked convulsively forward, muttering things like hot bitch, cunt, cocksucker ... words that triggered her orgasm. Amy clamped her hands around Ben's throbbing penis and pumped at it with dear life while it pummelled into her mouth. Her body exploded in a kaleidoscope of colors like Fourth of July firecrackers. At the same time Ben crushed his hairy loins into her face, sinking his blood-heavy cock deep into her gasping throat. A soul searing groan shattered the air and Amy's mouth flooded with hot, thick liquid. She gulped to save herself, savoring the man's sweet, salty sperm. At that moment in time nothing existed but those two spewing pricks and her own quivering body. Small, liquid droplets ran from the corners of her mouth like milky spittle as Ben collapsed in front of her and his limp cock slithered like a white grub worm out of her mouth.
Her body a rubbery mass of moldable, exhausted flesh, Amy collapsed heavily on the scratchy wool blanket as Josh's cock slipped limply from her stretched pussy and gushes of cool air wafted into the unplugged opening. She lay panting in utter exhaustion as weary sighs of satiation slipped from her sperm encrusted lips. Above her Butch Hotchkins stood stroking his blood red cock, grinning.
"Oh, my God ... you can't ... mean ... " she begged, too weak to counterpoint his six feet two inches of solid virility. Suddenly Amy knew what it meant to be the weaker sex.
But Butch wasn't paying attention to her. Even as his tight fist pumped at his swelling penis, his head was cocked suspiciously to the side as though listening to something. Amy tried to still her own ragged breathing and listen too.
Hands didn't pin her down as she jerked up on the cot, her nurse's cap looking like a clump of whipped cream atop her strawberry curls, as she recognized the sound of heavy breathing in the doorway, right outside the ladies' room door. Oh, Lord, who could it be?
A moment later, Butch returned, dragging behind him a terrified, if not red-cheeked, intruder.
"Dottie!" gasped Amy, her tiny fist flying to her gaping mouth.