Chapter 9

Though she was kept continually rugged by the gang of bank robbers to minimize any trouble she might cause, she as now able to make an incredible effort o fight the effect of the tranquilizers. She new it was her only hope. Somehow she ad to keep her wits about her, had to find a ay to escape. She had given up hope that the police would ever find them-or at least find them in time to save her.

The bits and pieces of conversation she heard terrified her She had gathered from what she heard that they would not stay much longer in this apartment. She also sensed that they were trying to decide whether or not to do away with her. On the one hand she was a liability, an additional element for them to be concerned about. On the other hand, if somehow as they made their way over the border into Canada, where the money was to be laundered, the police discovered and trapped them, she would still be of value as a hostage. It was terrifying to the young girl to hear her fate discussed as if she were only an object, not a person.

Two days had gone by, too, and no one had sexually molested her again. The atmosphere was unbearably tense. Moose had made a mistake which had almost cost them everything. At the supermarket he had been stupid enough to pay for the order with a stolen bill.. . a stolen one hundred dollar bill. Because the bill was so large, because Moose and Mick had looked so unsavory, the girl at the checkout counter had been about to check it against the serial numbers of stolen bills that were taped to the cash register. Mick had his hand on the pistol in his shoulder holster and would have shot his way out if necessary.

But suddenly, at that very moment, a young teen-age boy had been caught shoplifting and everyone in the store turned to watch as the manager searched him and humiliated him with a scolding and a warning in front of the onlookers. When the cashier turned back to her register, she had forgotten to check the bill against the list. Mick and Moose breathed a sigh of relief as they returned to the apartment hideaway. They were free, but it had been a close call. Now they knew that the serial numbers were posted, that they could not spend the robbery money to make their getaway.

They decided that they would drive across the border into Canada. The police would be checking the southern part of the state and the Mexican border. The Canadian border was always an easier crossing. Should they take the girl.. . ?

Lena was with the three men in the living room now and for the first time Ellie was alone in the bedroom. She tried hard to focus on the bits of conversation that reached her ears, when suddenly her eyes fell on the window. She had not noticed before that there was a fire escape directly outside. Her heart began to pound wildly. She could do it. She could do it. She had to try. She couldn't allow her life or death to be determined for her by the ruthless gang of bank robbers in the next room.

Her ears were as keen as an animal's now as she strained to pick up any change in sound from the living room as she quietly moved towards the window.

It was shut.

She had to open it without making a sound.

Her hands were trembling as she reached toward the window. Her fingers curled around the metal handle and she held her breath, praying it would give easily and silently.

She pulled up.

Nothing happened. It was stuck.

A cold shiver of fear ran through her body. If they found her at the window like this, they would make it very bad for her. But she had to try again. Had to risk the noise the stuck window might make . . .

She pulled harder this time and breathed a silent sigh of relief. It had made a soft scraping sound, but it had opened. She listened keenly to the sounds coming from the living room before she made her move. There seemed to be no change in their voices.

Now she slipped one long slender leg over the sill and pulled her body out onto the fire escape. There were few people below in the street as she crept silently down the metal ladder to the floor below. There was a man watching television. Oh God! Maybe this was it, her chance to be rescued. She hesitated a moment, worrying about his safety, and then tapped lightly on his window.

Then, suddenly, she was aware of a sound above her. She looked up at the window she had left, and her heart stopped. Lena was leaning out the window. Her absence had not taken long to discover.

Lena was motioning angrily for her to come back, but the black girl was not making a sound. They are afraid, Ellie thought.

Ellie continued downward. She could see that they were afraid to make a sound, to attract attention to themselves. She felt her foot touch the ground and she began to run. She heard heavy footsteps behind her now but she did not turn around.

Mick and Moose had run down the stairs and out onto the street. There was no one about now as they chased her. Ellie ran with every ounce of strength in her little body. She did not look back. She could hear their footsteps growing closer.

And then she felt it.

A big hand reached out and grabbed her upper arm. Moose pulled her to him now.

Mick had his knife drawn.

"That was very stupid, bitch. Very stupid. You're gonna pay for that move. Now come on, let's get back before anyone sees us. Dumb cunt.. . " he muttered under his breath. "For a half-million I wouldn't think twice about slitting your stupid throat."

With Mick's knife pressed against her side, she was led by the two men back to the apartment hideout. And it was as if the swelling tension that had filled the apartment for two days had finally burst.

Roger Barron's eyes pierced through her like cold steel.

"Do that one more time," he said, "and you're a dead girl."

Ellie felt like a trapped bird now among the foxes. She felt paralyzed with fear standing there between Mick and Moose, sensing an electricity in the air that was terrifying. And she knew that the pent-up nerves of the past few days would somehow be vented on her.

Suddenly Roger Barron's hand shot out and tore her blouse open in one vicious move.

"Moose likes your tits, don't you Moose?" said Barron to the huge man who was staring now at Ellie's nakedly exposed breasts.

"Yeah . . . " Moose said slowly. "Oh yeah . . . they're real pretty!"

"Well, go ahead and touch them, Moose."

"Yeah, Barron? I can touch them? It's okay, Barron?"

"Go ahead, Moose."

His huge hand reached out and began to massage her quivering breasts.

"No . . . " she whispered in fear. "Please . . . please, don't do this to me again."

But Moose massaged her breasts like a child immersed in a new toy, with the same absorption, the same intense awkwardness that will break the toy before the day is over. Her nipples, despite her horror at what was again happening, were growing hard and red under Moose's rough hands. And once again she was faced with the shameful truth of her body's willingness to be aroused under the most humiliating circumstances. Flaming arrows of desire shot through her nipples, and her whole body began to feel hot and flushed.

"Oh God!" she begged, her face hot and red. "Please . . . why can't you all just leave me alone?"

"You don't wanna be left alone, baby. We can all see that!" exclaimed Mick roughly and he laughed obscenely.

Ellie's shame only increased.

She heard the click of Mick's knife as he slipped it back into his pocket. "I'll just need this to keep her from rapin' me," he laughed lewdly, cruelly.

She was crying now, trying to stifle the tormenting heat in her breasts.

"Please . . . leave me alone . . . leave me alone . . . "

And as Ellie pushed the big Moose away she fell back into Mick's waiting arms. "Atta girl.. . " he grinned, and she could feel a rock-hard erection through the fabric of his pants pressing into the crack between her ass cheeks. He grabbed her around the waist as she struggled to get free. But the more she struggled, the more her ass rubbed against Mick's crotch, and the more excited he became. In front, her obscenely naked breasts were jiggling like huge mounds of jello as Moose reached out for them once again.

Now Mick was grinding his hips against her backside and wild sensations were coursing through her captive body despite her mental struggle to deny them. She could feel a warm moisture seeping out into her panties and her humiliation as overwhelming. Moose kneaded her large breasts in his big hands, an idiotic grin on his face as saliva trickled down from his lip and his enormous horse-size cock was pressing through his pants right into her crotch. Two cocks surrounded her on either side-she thought she'd go mad from shame and unwanted desire.

"No. . . no . . . please . . . let me go.. . let me go . . . " she struggled with pathetic helplessness, pinned between the two men while Lena and Barron watched from the sofa as if it were a play put on for their benefit. Desperately Ellie tried to quell the whirling flames that were consuming the depths of her hotly churning pussy. Tears of shame streamed from her eyes, and liquid passion ran from her hotly writhing pussy. Suddenly she bolted, trying to escape their grip, but Mick held tight to the waistband of her pants which suddenly ripped open as she attempted to free herself.

"Okay," said Mick, "take 'em off." She looked at him pleadingly. "Take 'em off!"

Obediently she removed her pants. She was standing in the middle of the living room now clad in nothing but a tiny pair of bikini panties.

Moose grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him overwhelmed with a blind animal lust. She could feel her naked breasts pressing against his huge barrel chest, and his rock-hard erection was prodding into her moistening crotch.

At the same time Mick had resumed his position behind her and had slipped his arm between her frightened, quivering thighs. He rubbed the soft inner flesh of her thighs with his hand and then insinuated his fingers into the leg band of her panties. When Mick felt the moistness seeping from her pussy, he laughed.

"You wanna, fuck, you little cunt. You're all hot and wet.. . So stop acting like Alice in Wonderland!" He laughed viciously again. Then, without warning or foreplay, he abruptly inserted one of his fingers into her frantically wriggling pussy and with his thumb he pressed hard against her little erect clitoris.

Ellie's tormented mind tried to grasp what had happened to her as a hot wave of pleasure washed over her as a result of the horrible little man's touch. She had been a pure and innocent virgin only a few days before. She had been brutally raped in the back of the van at knifepoint. And it had been awful. But somehow, through this hideous week of sexual molestation, an animal part of her had been released, a part of her that seemed to operate without consent of her mind. A part of her, like a she-demon dwelling within, that caused the most horribly shameful things to happen to her body. She didn't know any more what made her feel more humiliated-the horrible way the men treated her, or the feelings that were her very own and over which she seemed to have no control.

Now, despite her protesting, horrified mind, her body was longing to be filled by hotly pulsating male flesh. As if hearing someone else, she was aware of the strange moans that escaped her lips as two ruthless criminals played with her vulnerable little body.

Then Mick tore off her little panties, ripping the thin fabric off her body. Now she was naked before the gaping eyes of the entire gang. Roughly, Mick threw her to the floor. The bare boards were cold on her back as she looked up at the two lustcontorted faces staring at her. The big beefy Moose was suddenly down on his knees, again kneading her firmly pliant breasts with his huge hands.

"Moose wants to fuck you again, baby," Mick said. "I missed the show last time . . . Now I got front row seats . . . "

Moose looked over at the smaller man. "Yeah, Mick? Ya mean it? Ya mean I can have her first . . . ? "

"Go ahead, Moose," Mick grinned. "Fuck yer brains out."

The pathetic blonde's heart was pounding madly now as she experienced the full impact of her humiliation. Naked before them all, her breasts were swollen with forbidden desire, and her pale blonde cuntal hairs were matted and damp from the warm fluids that seeped from her hotly throbbing pussy. She was unable to deny the power of the masochistic thrill that sent shivers through her body. It was all she deserved.. . to be raped by these brutal men was all she was worthy of. She was their victim, and she was as wicked as they were.

Moose's big dumb hungry eyes stared down at the voluptuously naked blonde on the floor. Like a beast, he licked his lips as he feasted his eyes on the glistening pink meat of her moist pussy furrow.

"I can really have her first, huh, Mick?" Moose looked up once more at the wiry little man.

"Sure . . . I initiated her pussy, and I'm gonna bestow the same honor on her virginal little ass!"

Ellie looked up in horror. She could not believe her ears! Mick was going to do that terrible thing she had seen Barron do to Lena!

"No you won't, Mick," said a cool voice from the sofa. It was Barron. Was it possible he was coming to her rescue. But she did not entertain that fantasy for long.

"Her ass is for me, Mick . . . sorry old boy."

Mick's anger rose quickly and in a flash he had slipped out his switchblade. But Barron was too quick for him. His revolver was in his hand and aimed before the glinting blade of Mick's knife shot out from its metal clasp. Mick was angry. But he backed down.

"Sure, Barron . . . shit . . . you're the boss!"

But Barron didn't move from the sofa. First he would watch the animal have a go at her . . . Then, in his own sweet time . . .

Moose's passion-crazed hands were all over her tender flesh now. He had barely been aware of the power struggle between the other two men. He drooled like a mad beast as he pulled the lovely blonde's firm slender thighs wide apart and shoved his knees between them. She was pinioned helplessly to the bare floor beneath him, like a hideous flashback to the night he had raped her. But now she knew the night held something worse than a simple rape for her. Moose unzipped his pants so that his enormous cock stood out from his crotch like a gigantic red club. But he did not even bother to remove his pants. And while one hand continued to roughly fondle her melon-like breasts, his other hand clumsily found the moist pink warmth of her hotly seeping cunt.

"Oh God, no!" she begged him, hoping to find a glimmer of sympathy behind his dumb beast eyes. Every muscle in her body was tensed now to protect herself both from him and from her own feelings of arousal.

But as Moose's gigantic hand stroked the delicate lips of her pussy, a shudder of pleasure ran through her body and her attempts at protest seemed only a mockery. Her eyes focused on his enormously exposed erection which was pressing now against her quivering belly. Then Moose inserted one large finger into her hotly writhing pussy and he groaned as he felt the slickly moistened walls grasp tightly around it. In and out he fucked his finger into her steaming depths. Ooooohhhhhhh . . . he thought, J can't wait till that hot pussy clamps around my big hard cock!

"I'm gonna fuck her now. Is it okay, Barron? Can I fuck her now?"

Barron smiled his assent, and Moose withdrew his teasing finger from Ellie's hotly clasping cunt. She was shamed to hear a low moan of disappointment pass her lips, and she heard Mick chuckle at her embarrassment.

In a moment, the huge bank robber's enormous, blood-engorged cock was pressed up against her vulnerably exposed pussy lips. And she wanted it! She wanted to be filled with his huge hot staff of flesh. Wanted this animal to ravage her until she could bury her shame in the oblivion of sexual ecstasy. The enormously bulbous head parted the delicate petals of her cuntal opening and the searing contact sent wild thrills of lascivious pleasure raging through her body.

With a groan that sounded more animal than human, the huge beast of a man thrust his hips forward, dropping his heavy weight on top of her, crushing her full breasts flat into her chest, as he pressed his cock deeper up into her hotly writhing pussy channel. Deeper and deeper it plunged until at last she felt the heavy sacs of his lust-bloated balls slap against the cheeks of her ass.

Unlike the last time, Moose's cock had entered her smoothly. Its enormous girth filled her totally, but this time it didn't hurt. It felt so incredibly wonderful she wanted to die of pleasure-and shame. But then he thrust still deeper until it banged brutally against her cervix and she cried out in a new and deeper agony.

"Oh gooooodddddd! Owwwww!"

"Cover her mouth, goddamn it. That's all we need is this bitch screaming and the cops will be down our necks . . . "

Mick pressed his hand against her mouth and inadvertently covered her nose as well. Suddenly she was choking and couldn't breathe.

He pulled his hand away. "Just keep quiet," he said, "and I won't have to do that again."

Moose was grinning like a dumb beast reveling in the pleasure of her tightly clutching cuntal walls clamping so powerfully around his enormous blood-throbbing member. In and out now he rammed his gigantic cudgel of flesh, in and out, until the pleasure felt almost unbearable.

He was battering her cervix mercilessly now and Ellie thought she would die from the anguish. She couldn't cry out, all she could do was wriggle her hips madly in an effort to escape from his relentlessly battering cock. But the more she squirmed, the more aroused Moose became, and the more powerfully he rammed up into her pussy.

Then her leg shot out and kicked down on his clenched ass muscles. In his annoyance he grabbed her ankles and shoved them back against her chest, pinning her down like a helpless prey.

To escape the pain of the present, Ellie's mind fled into memory. Images of the past swam before her eyes, images of the peaceful and happy life she'd led before she was taken hostage in a bank robbery, before she'd been brutally raped and robbed of her virginity, before she'd discovered the lusting creature dwelling within her own traitorous body. She thought of her parents, of their utter heartbreak if they were to know what had become of her in this last unutterably shameful week. And she thought of the one boy she had ever really cared about-she thought of Jeffrey MacDonald. Tears welled up in her eyes. Once she had dreamed of being Jeffrey's bride, once she had dreamed of wearing white at a wedding, of being romantically made love to in a honeymoon suite. Now those dreams were dashed to ruins. She would never escape from this situation alive. And even if she did, she was shamed and degraded forever. She could never marry Jeffrey MacDonald or any other decent man. She almost wished she could die. Her shame felt too great to bear. And even now, as her mind struggled to divorce itself from her body in fantasy, she was aware that her pussy was growing hotter and hotter now, filled with Moose's enormous cock, was aware of the undulating motion of her hips as they rose now to meet his every fuck stroke.

He was ramming forward with all the strength in his powerful body, but the pain had all but disappeared. Her pussy had been so wet, and so hot, that now the sharp shards of pain had transformed into electric volts of pleasure, fanning the flames of her passion to outrageous proportions. She could feel every inch of his pulsing, throbbing flesh and it was transforming her into a mindless lusting mass of desire.

Her pussy muscles clenched hotly around his huge lust-bloated cock and she was barely aware that Roger Barron was now naked and standing directly above her. In his hand, with a slow sensual motion, he was massaging his hotly erect member and she knew what was going to happen next.

"Turn her over on top of you, Moose . . . Let me get at that tight little asshole."

Moose obeyed the command, his cock never slipping from her, as he pulled her on top of him and continued his rhythmic fucking of her hotly writhing pussy.

Ellie turned her head and looked behind her. "No," she whispered in a panicked voice. "Not that. Oh please. Don't do that to me!" Oh God! She could not believe it. Her ass muscles were clenching tightly now as if somehow she could defend herself from the ravagement that was to come.

Her hoarse pleas only made Barron smile. "Don't you want my big hard cock in your ass while Moose keeps your pussy full of his red-hot meat?"

"Oh God! Please, no . . . " A cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She was terrified of what he was going to do. Even the anticipation of the pain was horrible.

"Shut her up, Moose," Barron ordered, and the big man suddenly lifted his head and brought his slobbering wet lips up against hers. And his big tongue wormed its way into her mouth so deep she almost choked.

She was repulsed by Moose's kiss, but before she could pull her face away, she felt Barron's hands grab her round white ass cheeks, pulling them wide apart.

But she could only groan out her fear around Moose's fleshy tongue impaling her mouth.

As Moose continued to rhythmically fuck into her pussy from below, Barron was pulling her ass cheeks so wide apart she thought he would split her in half. Then, with one finger, he wormed his way into the tight elastic ring of her anal opening.

Never in her life had she experienced such terrible pain! She wanted to scream, but Moose's tongue was almost choking her. It was the most awful anguish imaginable.

With one hand Barron continued to massage his long swollen shaft and with the other he wormed his way deeper and deeper into the tightly clinging depths of her nether passage. Never in his life had he felt anything so tight. It would be incredible around his cock and he moaned now in anticipation of the pleasure that awaited him.

Ellie tried to pull her hips away, but she only succeeded in impaling herself still deeper on Moose's enormous cock, plunging into her from below. Her body writhed and squirmed to get away from Barron's probing finger, but it was of no avail. She was trapped hopelessly between the two men.

Then suddenly, with an obscene sucking noise, Barron slipped his finger out of the tightly clasping passage and positioned his fiery cock head against the tiny puckered opening. Then he thrust his hips forward and in one smooth stroke, sank the entire head of his cock into her tightly clinging anal opening.

A scream welled up in her throat and was muffled by Moose's mouth still pressed tightly against her own. She thought she would pass out from the extreme pain. It was awful. It was the most excruciating agony she had ever felt in her life. She wished she could faint to escape it, but she could not lose consciousness. Her shame and pain increased as he shoved his lust-bloated cock still deeper into the elastic depths of her ass.

Tears were streaming from her eyes, and muffled screams came from her throat as Mick and Lena watched with growing excitement.

Now she was impaled between two enormous cocks fucking into her from both her rectal and her cuntal openings. There was no way her pain-wracked body could escape for if she pulled away from Barron she was impaled more deeply on Moose, and if she pulled away from Moose, then Barron's cock slipped still deeper into her painfully stretched anal channel.

She was rammed from both ends until it seemed that nothing in the world existed but her cunt and her asshole and the two hotly throbbing cocks. It was agony and only the pain existed. She was lost in the pain, totally lost in the sensation and she was barely aware of the strange change that began to overcome her. She seemed immersed in a nightmarish world of sensations and more and more she began to revel in her pain. She deserved it. She deserved to be battered and pummeled for she was no good. She had allowed herself to enjoy more than one brutal rape. She was as evil as her captors.

Even now . . . even now . . . she realized, she felt a strange thrill at having two huge cocks inside of her. The pain was excruciating, but strangely exciting at the same time. Some demon deep in her being was reveling in this twin impalement.

Both men were fucking in unison now, aware of each other through the thin membrane that divided her cunt from her anal passage. They were slowly building their rhythm, slowly seeking their mutual satisfaction.

Never in his life had Barron felt anything so incredibly tight around his hotly pulsating shaft. And as he stroked into her he could feel Moose's huge cock through that thin membrane, could feel the other man's cock throbbing powerfully as he neared his orgasm.

And Ellie could no longer fight the overwhelming thrills of carnal'sensations that were raging in her belly. Moose rested his head back on the floor and an uncontrolled chant of strange animal mewls issued from her lips.

The blonde captive's body was writhing wildly now between the two men, her ass thrusting upward to meet the long hard shaft of male flesh ravaging her back passage. And, never breaking the steady rhythm, her hips would press forward and take Moose's horse-size cock all the way into her hotly clasping pussy. She was no better than an animal now as her body bucked and writhed in the primitive rhythms of sexual abandon.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she chanted, knowing she was utterly lost in wickedness and degradation.

As the two men fucked into her anus and her cunt she was overwhelmed with the heat of unbridled passion. Nothing in the world mattered but the volcanic eruption that was building in her lusting loins.

Mick's eyes were bulging out of his head as he watched, and unconsciously he had begun to stroke his lust-hardened cock through the cloth of his pants as he watched.

And Lena, her dress pulled over her waist, lay back on the couch, her legs spread wide, her own hand massaging the moistly heated opening of her own hungry pussy. She could not help but feel a pang of jealousy at all the good hard cock that Blondie was getting.

She gazed over at Mick.

"Fuck me, Mick," she cooed. But Mick barely heard her. He was focused on the obscene action on the floor in front of him. He'd never seen anything so exciting in all his life. That little blonde hostage, who had been a virgin only a few days before, was now begging for cock, writhing insanely on the floor between two men.

"Ahhhhh . . . fuck me good! Fuck me good!" she chanted, her eyes glazed with a passion bordering on the insane. "Fuck my cunt, fuck my ass . . . fuck my cunt.. . fuck my ass . . . "

In a flash, Mick stripped off his clothes and walked toward the bodies on the floor. His cock was in his hand as he approached them and Lena stared from the couch in angry disappointment.

For a moment Mick just stood there and stared at the rippled edges of her pink pussy slit pulling out with Moose's huge cock and disappearing deep inside on the in-stroke. And he watched as Barron's thick hard cock drew the brownly puckered edges of her anal opening deep inside on his inward plunge and pulled it clingingly out.

Mick knelt beside Moose's head and aimed his own hardened shaft towards Ellie's quivering lips.

The nakedly buffeted victim was completely lost in the agonizing fires which consumed her body. Her mouth was opened now as she sucked for air and she was barely aware of the hand on the back of her head, pulling her forward. And then she felt a rubbery hardness against her lips and opened her eyes to see Mick's lust-bloated erection staring her in the face.

Her eyes widened in horror as the full realization of what was happening hit her. Mick's cock was aimed directly at her mouth. It was unbelievable. In a minute she knew she would be impaled by a cock in every orifice of her body . . . mouth, cunt and asshole, all filled with hard, hot, pulsating cock.

And yes. She was totally depraved. She wanted it. She wanted to be filled with cock. Nothing else in the world mattered, nothing else existed.

She opened her mouth and allowed Mick to slide his hot hard cock into the warm moist cavern of her mouth. She could taste the bitterness of the tiny drop of cum that had been nestled in the little slit at the very tip.

Mick trapped her face in his hands now and plunged the full length of his lust-bloated cock deep into the moistly heated smoothness of her mouth.

Ellie struggled to breathe as his impaling cock hit the back of her throat, but the entry of still a third cock into her lust-driven flesh sent an even more powerful wave of molten pleasure through her body.

She was undulating madly now as her cunt and pussy thrust around the two cocks and her lips clenched tightly around Mick's huge throbbing shaft.

Mick fucked crazily into her mouth now, and Ellie reveled in the taste of his smooth cock flesh, while her tongue swirled wildly around its hot spongy head. Then her tongue began to probe into the little slit at the very tip of his cock, while Barron ravaged her asshole from behind and Moose fucked like an obsessed animal into her hotly clenching pussy.

Her mind was incapable of thought now as searing ripples of obscene desire tore through her nakedly bucking young body. Nothing in the world existed but the three cocks fucking into every available orifice of her body, two cocks fucking her in her ass and cunt, while she sucked madly on Mick's cock in her hungrily clasping mouth. She was filled completely. And she wanted to be filled with their sperm, wanted to drown in their sperm, wanted to overflow with seething hot male sperm. God!

Lena watched from the couch, beside herself with lust now. But there was nothing she could do. There was no more cock for her. She had to satisfy herself with the meager penetration of her fingers-three of them!-now plunging rhythmically into her own hotly churning pussy.

Ellie could feel Mick's cock expanding inside her hungrily sucking mouth and she licked it wildly. She knew he was right on the verge of cumming. She knew great bursts of thick white sperm would flood her mouth and she couldn't wait for its bittersweet taste.

And then, suddenly, it was happening!

Like a volcano his hot streams of creamy white semen erupted in her throat, and she swallowed his searing load just to keep from choking. Over and over again powerful bursts of sperm flooded her mouth and she sucked greedily, milking out every last drop. Finally the small man groaned and fell back, his cock deflating slowly, slickly wet with the mixture of his sperm and her saliva.

And now Lena saw her chance. In a flash she was kneeling where Mick had been, pressing her pussy against Ellie's sperm-flooded mouth. Without even thinking, the blonde girl's tongue began to lick at the black girl's gushing pussy, and she fucked her tongue in and out of the other woman's cuntal opening in the same frantic rhythm that her own ass and cunt were being fucked by the two men she was sandwiched between.

The two remaining men, Barron and Moose, were fucking mercilessly into her now, each on the brink of his own powerful climax. They were so close, so ready, to send hot blasts of the semen into both her orifices. And Lena, wriggling her hips madly against Ellie's face knew she too was about to burst with orgasm.

Two men fucking wildly into her pussy and anal passage and her own tongue deeply imbedded in another woman's cunt drove Ellie nearly mad with passion and her rhythmic movements quickened as she approached the crescendo of her lust. Nothing existed in the world but cock and pussy and the raging fire in her loins.

She groaned into the depths of Lena's pussy, never ceasing her rapid tongue-fucking of the other woman. Then suddenly Lena's hips jerked out of control and Ellie knew that the black girl was coming. Hot moisture seeped from her madly clasping pussy and Ellie felt her cunt would pull her tongue right out of her mouth. Ellie could not believe how long the black girl's orgasm lasted as she writhed crazily on Ellie's impaling tongue. Then, finally, she too collapsed back, lying beside Mick in exhausted satiation.

Barron and Moose continued pumping and grinding their hips, and the motions caused their thick penises to bore that much more deeply into the quivering depths of Ellie's clinging vagina, drenched with nature's oils thereby easing the movements of their massive organs. Each time they plunged into her they felt a faint answering rotation from her rubbery, tightly gripping walls as her hips continued to salaciously move in small circles. Delicious bursts of orgasmic energy shot through them as they pounded into her belly.

Ellie was an earthy woman who was made for primeval fucking! She was whimpering between them and her hair was damp with lust-sweat. She was getting close.. . so very close. Her breath was coming in short, heavy blasts. They all dug frantically into her, knowing the payoff was very, very close.

Her powerful steel bandings of vaginal muscle closed even more tightly around their thrusting, aching organs as her aroused self answered the questions posed by her mind many times in her youth with a time-honored, ancient language every one here clearly understood. They began a duel with their fitting, clasping organs for a long, long period of time, as if they were fighting against one another instead of helping each other. They jerked and writhed and squirmed, one against the other, hugging only with their genitalia, insane with lust, loving every little second of it.

And then Barron could hold back no longer. With a cry that sounded more like a wolf than a man, his hot load of sperm spurted deep up into her frantically milking anal passage at the very moment that her own orgasm began to explode deep within her hotly churning womb. Wave after wave of unbelievable sensation ripped through her body as Barron's hotly jerking cock seemed to ceaselessly spew its load of molten sperm into her nether depths.

And then, with a grunt that seemed worthy of his name, Moose rammed his cock far up into the depths of her spasming cunt as her feet beat a wild tattoo of lust on his huge back. And Ellie felt the hotly gushing liquid of his animal-mad cum beating against her cervix, flooding her pussy hotly. Again and again, like a repeating rifle, he shot out spurts of white-hot semen. The three bodies bucked and jerked crazily together and it seemed as if their mutual orgasms would never end. They were still quivering, still cumming, when suddenly there was a loud hard repeated knock on the door.

Before anyone knew what was happening, the wooden door was shattered on its hinges and four uniformed policemen with rifles poised crashed into the room.

"Jesus Christ!" one of them muttered, for never in his life had he seen a sight of such total and utter obscenity. He crossed himself before he shouted:

"Get dressed you animals . . . You're all under arrest!"