Chapter 7
The result of the meeting was that the four bank robbers would remain in their hideout for another three days. They were running low on food . . . they were completely out of liquor. Roger had decided that, undercover of darkness, Mick and Moose would go to an all-night supermarket and buy the necessary supplies to keep them for another few days. Then the heat would be off, their trail would be cold, and they could divide up the money, and go their separate was.
Roger was feeling edgy. The blackout on news of the robbery smelled bad. The cops weren't giving away any of their game.
It could have been because they had no game-because they were embarrassed to admit their lack of clues. He hoped that was the reason. Or maybe it was a tactic. They hoped to force them out through the fear that silence breeds. Well, Roger wouldn't run scared. He'd stay here, cool and safe, until he knew for sure what was happening.
When Moose and Mick had left, he stood up and walked to the bedroom door. He'd figured Lena would make her moves on the little white hostage. What he hadn't counted on was that the little blonde would be so hot for pussy herself. What a sight, he thought as he stood in the doorway and watched his beautiful black girl friend with her nappy black head between Ellie's smooth white thighs. He'd witnessed Lena in scenes like this before, and it never failed to arouse him. He could feel his breath coming faster as he watched the two women writhing hotly on the bed together.
"Aaahhhhhhh," the blonde girl was cooing. Roger could feel his cock growing hard beneath his pants, and, almost unconsciously, he began to gently stroke it as his eyes feasted on the two voluptuous women on the bed. Swirls of powerful desire began to churn within his balls. Yes, he'd join them soon . . .
Lena was reveling in the taste of the beautiful blonde's cuntal secretions and the young captive's smooth white thighs were twitching with pathetic vulnerability. The black woman was fucking her tongue lewdly in and out of Ellie's defenselessly spread pussy, working with a passion that filled her body with a devouring heat.
Ellie was jerking and moaning wildly beneath her. Oh, God! It was the most thrilling sensation in the world. Her in-sides felt like mercury expanding and about to explode. Nothing in her life had ever felt so wonderful. And the strangest thing was that, while another woman's mouth was sending incredible thrills of excitement coursing through her body, in her mind were images of cock, hot, hard, blood-swollen cocks filled her brain as Lena's tongue began to fill her hotly writhing cunt.
"Ohhhhh . . . ahhhhh," she moaned incoherently. Her head was flailing from side to side and her hips jerked hungrily up to meet Lena's soft lips.
Still massaging his cloth-encased cock to the rhythm of the girl's lesbian love, Roger knew he was ready to move in on the scene. He unzipped his pants and pulled them off along with his jockey shorts as his burgeoning cock shot forth. He walked slowly towards the two women, dropping to his knees beside the bed. Lena caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye, but Ellie, in her lust-filled delirium noticed nothing. Then, for an instant her eyes opened, and-as she gazed out at his enormous, blood-pulsing member, she let out a gasp. The sound she made was a strange mixture of fear and desire. Somehow she had felt protected alone with Lena. Despite the fact that Lena had threatened her with words, despite the fact that she had seduced her, had made her feel-against her will-the illicit thrills of lesbian love, she was only another woman. She was not someone that was really a physical threat to her. But now, once again, Ellie found herself confronted with the terrifying power of her captor's cock, so like a dangerous weapon, and now only inches from her face. And to be caught in such a humiliating position by Roger made everything still worse.
Oh God! she thought. What is he going to do?
At that moment, Roger began to thrust his hips still closer to the young girl's face, aiming his huge cock directly at her slightly parted lips.
"Suck my cock, baby," Roger said softly, easily, but in the tone of one who is used to being obeyed.
"No. . . " Ellie whispered, fear glazing her eyes. "Oh God! Please!" Suddenly she felt hideously vulnerable and horribly ashamed to have this man, her captor-his cock just inches from her mouth-watching as another woman licked her pussy between her open thighs.
"I said lick it, baby . . . or you want a pistol in your face instead?"
Terrified once again for her very safety, Ellie parted her cherry-pink lips slowly. They were quivering now as she fought back tears of humiliation.
"Lick the tip," he commanded.
Obediently, her tongue shot out to flick at the little drop of moisture glistening at the very tip of his purple cock head.
And, all the while, though Lena knew what was happening, she continued her relentless licking of the blonde girl's hotly quivering pussy. Despite Ellie's horror of Roger's enormous penis, she felt a wild shiver of delight run through her entire body. Never before had she tasted a man's seminal fluid, never before had she tasted cock. It was insane, crazy! This man was her enemy; he held her life by a thread. Yet he was sending the most incredible shivers of desire through her body that she had ever experienced.
Something was prodding at her consciousness . . . a thought.. . a memory was surfacing that she didn't want to see. She shut her eyes tight as the insidious memory intruded into her mind. She had blocked it.. . had tried to forget.. . what that hideous beast of a man called Moose had done to her yesterday . . .
Until this moment all she remembered was the brutality of his rape, but now a deeper truth made itself known. As she had fought and struggled against him, though she had hated it at first, something incredible had happened to her body. She had exploded in a climax of unbelievable power. . . she had been raped at knifepoint, raped twice with brute force. But the second time she had loved it . . . loved it . . . and now, staring at Roger's cock, licking the hot spongy head with her tongue, she knew she wanted more.
Ellie knelt before Roger's long virile hardness and grasped the blood-engorged heavy trunk in her dainty fingers, tremors of damning excitation sparking through her synapses at its bursting hot feel. Reverently, she lifted it up in one hand to study its hair-covered testicles and licked them with eager swipes of the tongue, thrilling at their swollen promise.
Her lips encircled his hotly pulsating cock head and she slowly drew his throbbing shaft deeper into her mouth, swallowing quickly so as not to choke.
"Oh, suck it, baby," he groaned. "Suck it!"
His commanding tone sent a shiver of fear through her body, but with Lena still licking hotly at her pussy, the fear quickly turned to still greater excitement. Involuntarily, she moaned around the rubbery bluntness of Roger's enormous cock head. Her tongue began to tease around and around, and Roger crawled up on the bed beside them so that he could force his cock still deeper into her mouth.
Lena too was moaning now as her mouth licked hotly at the succulent folds of Ellie's pink hair-fringed cuntal slit. Her face was a mask of contorted lust as she slaved over the white girl's hotly writhing cunt. And her eyes gazed upward as she watched Ellie take half of Roger's lust-bloated cock inside her mouth, her lips straining around the rigid member, her tongue circling and her lips pressuring, as, instinctively, she knew exactly what to do. Deeper and deeper she sucked him into the hot cavern of her mouth, her tongue circling continuously, matching the motions of Lena's tongue on her pussy.
Lena was running her tongue more quickly now over the other girl's wetly seeping pussy slit, occasionally teasing the erectly throbbing bud of her clitoris. Then she began to slide her hungry tongue deep up into Ellie's wildly clenching cunt, then withdrawing it, wanting to tease her to the point of madness. Ellie's milk-white thighs were trembling helplessly, as if the poor captive blonde had lost all control over her body. She was prey now to the wild and wicked sensations that were ruling her.
Once again Lena inserted her tongue into Ellie's pussy slit, and she could feel it clasping and writhing, almost sucking her tongue out of her mouth. Lena's pussy was as hot as a cauldron now. She could stand it no longer. She had to find her satisfaction too.
"Barron," she moaned. "Oh God! Barron. Suck me too . . . please . . . suck me."
Lena's high black ass was wriggling frantically now, seeking out anything that would help to quench its burning fire. She rearranged herself so that her mouth did not lose contact with Ellie's pussy, but her own cunt was now just inches away from Barron's face.
"Oh, Barron . . . lick me . . . please . . . lick my pussy!"
Barron moved his head forward and his tongue shot up into Lena's hot writhing pussy, its brilliant red color so exciting against the ebony of her flesh. Deeper and deeper he wriggled his tongue into her hotly clenching pussy, deeper and deeper he thrust his cock into Ellie's hotly sucking mouth.
Ellie felt as if she was going to gag. Barron had thrust so deep she could hardly breathe. And then, slowly, he was drawing it out of her mouth. God! It felt so good, her mouth felt like hot butter around his cock, and Lena's pussy felt the same around his tongue. Incredible swirls of heat began building deep inside of him, the hot sperm churning wildly in his lust-bloated balls.
The three writhing people were overwhelmed by the incredible currents of electric passion that surged through them as if they were one organism, one red-hot mass of molten flesh. Each was aware of their own climax building insanely inside their flaming bodies, and they thrust and bucked wildly seeking their mutual satisfaction. It was as if all three were drowning in a whirlpool of sensation.
Barron began fucking his cock into Ellie's gagging mouth in a fast staccato rhythm now and the poor blonde girl could feel it swelling to remarkable size inside her mouth.
"Oh God!" she heard him groan into Lena's pussy. "Oh Jesus! Arrrghhhhhhh-hhhh," his sounds were muffled between the black girl's legs.
But suddenly a searing flood of hot white sperm shot out into Ellie's obscenely stretched mouth. The poor blonde girl choked and gasped as she inadvertently swallowed all of his hot cum. But there was so much of it! It flooded her mouth and began dripping obscenely down her chin. It was awful and humiliating, but wildly exciting at the same time and she could not help but grind her hot pussy even more wildly against the black girl's slavering tongue.
Spasm after spasm of orgasm shuddered through Barron's body, but his face remained pressed against Lena's hotly clasping pussy, digging insanely into her churning depths. And then suddenly her sleek black body stiffened and arched, wailing and spasming her own climax, the hot juice from her cunt running down his chin. She was no longer in control of what she was doing, and barely realized that she had ceased her tongue-fucking of Ellie's moistly heated pussy.
Barron and Lena were sated now, and Ellie's body was on fire. She had been so close.. . so close to orgasm.. . and now she was left dissatisfied, hungry, on fire and unable to quell the raging heat of her loins.
Yet these people were her captors, her enemies and she was too ashamed to ask for what she most needed.
Never in her life had she felt so helpless, so humiliated . . . and so desperately longing for fulfillment.
Damn them all for denying her an orgasm while they lazed about on the floor, blatantly ignoring her while she was forced to watch their depraved but wildly arousing performance in a torrid sex clash right there on the rug, nudging her naked body like she was a piece of furniture crying out their orgasms while she cried for her own.