Chapter 9
Propelled to dizzying heights by surging sexual attacks at the hands of Jason and Darrell, the exhausted blonde beauty was now confronted with the inevitable prospect of sex with Charlie, the only member of the triumvirate who remained to be satisfied.
Charlie had watched the action between Darrell and Ellen in a state of wild-eyed agitation, eagerly anticipating some action of his own. Now he stood only a scant few inches away from her, totally nude, his hard irrepressible penis thrusting out solidly in front of him as a message of what would soon follow.
Ellen remained perplexed over why she had become so titillated at the prospect of having Darrell's spewing white sperm invade the provinces of her open mouth, and she tried to tell herself that the excitement stemmed from nothing more than confusion and her distraught feelings over all that had happened to her, particularly the brutal manner in which Jason had proceeded commencing with a sharp whip attack. She looked over momentarily at Jason, who wore a smirk on his face as he sat sprawled out on the ground, his back still resting against the wall. She could see that Jason was feeling a measure of triumphant satisfaction anytime that her body was forcibly defiled. Little could Ellen have realized until this fateful evening just how angry Jason had become over her leaving him for another man. She had anticipated some temporary frustration, but nothing on the order of what actually happened. The question she could not answer was why these other two men, Darrell and Charlie, people she had never met before, were joining him in the assault. What was this crude, sick trio going to eventually do with her, she asked herself, hoping that they were not planning on getting rid of her once that they had received their share of thrills.
But still, as she looked up at the naked Charlie, his large menacing penis staring at her, she started to feel a strange sort of contentment, like everything was going to be all right, and with this curious feeling came another that was in every way just as strange. Just staring at Charlie's hard restless cock brought back those same restless tuggings of anxiety at her stomach that had appeared earlier in the cases of the two other men. Her loins simmered as she tried to anticipate just what this quivering man was going to do to her.
"Take her, Charlie old boy, she's yours," Jason said with just a measure of impatience.
"I know, I just wanna take some time to look her over," Charlie grinned. "A pretty fine hunk of woman."
His complimentary remark caused thrills to surface within Ellen, combining with the already swelling excitement and sexual curiosity that dwelled within her.
Eventually Charlie began to stir, ever so easily sliding her body downward onto the mat on which Ellen was sprawled and lying on her back. He reached down with his right hand, letting his fingers slide slowly but surely up and down her supple silky white thighs. Although his first few movements were slow and exploratory, his fingers eventually began to generate steam as his pace dramatically picked up and his sturdy fingers ground firmly against her warmly resilient flesh, causing her to feel dazzling sensations of titillation in her pussy.
He immediately noticed the manner in which her thighs began to quiver under his stirring finger probes. Charlie continued grinding his fingers on her thigh for a few more strokes, upon which he then suddenly removed them.
"I'm gonna explore that beautiful cunt," he winked.
"Explore anything you want," Darrell called out laughingly. "She belongs to us. How does that feel?"
"Darned good," Charlie laughed.
His appraising eyes examined Ellen's glistening blonde-white pubic hairs, and suddenly he pushed his spirited fingers forward and let them toy with the silky curls of her fleecy pubic vee. His fingers rifled quickly through the strands of hair, and every time that his fingers made sturdy contact with her warm pubic nest Charlie noticed the manner in which Ellen's shapely white asscheeks glided sharply from side to side. He regarded her sensitivity to be an excellent sign and his heart surged with restless anxiety as he anticipated moving onward to the next stage of the action.
Charlie promptly withdrew his spirited fingers from Ellen's blonde curly pubic hair, then allowed them to move rapidly toward the sensitive budding node of her pink clitoris. As his fingers pressed against the warm pliant skin, Ellen reacted promptly, her hips and buttocks spasming and she hissed and gasped, her silky ass cheeks plopping luridly against the mat.
"I'm softening you up," Charlie laughed, "getting you ready for a hot fuck. You're gonna be getting real used to us, you gorgeous little bitch. Yes, we're gonna get real well acquainted."
Ellen immediately noticed the statement about getting acquainted. She took it as a good sign that maybe they weren't planning on doing away with her, at least not in the beginning, and as long as she had some time then maybe there was hope.
The blistering friction of Charlie's stirring finger-stabs continued to devastate the scalding surface of Ellen's clitoris, and soon moisture started to surface in her flaming and restless bud of quiveringly erect sensation.
Now that Charlie had pushed her ever so closely to the precipice of climax, he released his charging fingers from her quivering clitoris and sank them into the restless pit of her warm vagina. As his fingers danced with searing precision, he inhaled the appetizing scent of her femaleness, which drove him to ever greater heights of wanton lust.
His fingers quickly glided against her hair-fringed fissure, sweeping with wild delight as he pushed her to the brink of an ecstatic orgasm. Her searing asscheeks kept bumping against the mat as she heaved loud, wild gasps, enjoying each and every intrusion into her seething pink vaginal walls, despite the fact that she was desperately trying to convince herself that these men were all animals and that she hated them with every ounce of strength in her.
Her nakedly splayed legs kicked with mounting ecstasy as she enjoyed every sweeping finger thrust that plunged into the intimate portals of her puffy wet cunt lips. No, she realized, there was no way of conning herself, she very definitely enjoyed every stirring stroke that she received as his gliding fingers dazzled her with every twisting, insistent intrusion into her skewering cunt.
Ellen's cheeks became flushed with redness as Charlie drove her that much closer to climax with his piercing, pressing fingers. As his fingers scraped against the smooth surface of Ellen's fire-filled vagina one more time, Ellen felt thousands of tiny rockets explode within her as her buttocks slashed luridly against the mat and she heaved a loud, lascivious gasp.
"Oooooohhhh, I'm juicing," she gulped as a grinning Charlie pridefully watched the escaping droplets of seething pussy fluids splash from Ellen's smoldering vagina and into his hand. It made him feel good to know that he had brought her to this level of wild impassioned frenzy, and now that he had brought her off, he could think of only one thing, receiving the satisfaction to which his sturdy aching cock was entitled. Charlie withdrew his stirring fingers from Ellen's still blazing cunt, then started to concentrate exclusively on his long erect penis and its craving need for release.
He knelt between Ellen's quivering supple legs and resolutely pushed her simmering thighs up and back until her knees crushed the soft peaks of her firm breasts. Once more Ellen tried to convince herself that she felt restless waves of passionate ecstasy in her quivering cunt only because she was confused and had been forced to do so many things against her will during this bizarre evening, the strangest she had ever experienced in her life. But still, when all was said and done, she could not begin to believe herself.
Charlie's restless eyes took in every curvaceous inch of superbly proportioned snowy white flesh of the slightly trembling beauty who looked up at him with her limpid blue eyes. Yes, he thought, he would dominate this amazing blonde female specimen every bit as thoroughly as had his two predecessors, but he desired to explore the ravenous inner reaches of his victim's cunt, an enticing part of her anatomy that his two friends had seen fit to ignore in search of other sensations.
His eyes remained transfixed with hungry desire against the moist, lightly-fringed slit of Ellen's pussy, her quivering, pink lips palpitating with excitement even as she tried desperately to deny that any excitement existed. Tiny beads of moisture lined the small, hair-rimmed furrow, and further yet beneath it loomed the tightly puckered ring of her battered anus, the oozing droplets of blood from which were now dried and caked.
Charlie reached up with his trembling right hand and quickly mopped some perspiration from his wrinkled brow onto the back of his hand as he prepared to thrust his long, surging cock into the intimate confines of her puffy pink pussy lips.
She turned her head away, seeking not to look directly into Charlie's eyes as a feeling of shame began to overtake the dazzling Ellen in her confusing dual state of desire and rejection, even though down deep she knew which emotion would ultimately win out. Ellen hoped that she would do nothing to encourage these three animals in their disgusting behavior by making them feel that she was actually deriving enjoyment from their kind of lewd action.
Her eyes became little more than tear-stained slits from all the earlier crying that she had done and suddenly the exhaustion she felt over the prolonged ordeal to which she had been subjected during this unforgettable evening seized total possession of her. Ellen felt an aching stiffness in her muscles as Charlie's fingers began to determinedly encircle her voluptuous white breasts. Even though she was silently cursing Charlie under her breath for humiliating her in this manner in front of his two grinning animalistic friends, her distended nipples hardened with involuntary tautness all the same.
"Damn, what a set of knockers," Charlie gasped. "You told me that this woman had a fantastic set of bazooms on her, Jason, and you sure as hell were right."
The next sensation that Ellen felt was that of Charlie's teeth grating lightly over the crinkly budding hardness of her resolute, pebble-like pink nipples. She squirmed under Charlie and could not suppress a whimper of frenzied lustful excitement, which indicated unmistakably just how she felt.
"Am I ever gonna fuck you," he told her, making it sound like more of a threat than a promise.
Charlie let out a prolonged grunt, then began to guide his pelvis eagerly forward while Ellen's loins ground arousedly against the upturned alabaster softness of her crotch.
His cock drove with energetic stiffness, squirming its way with reckless enthusiasm into the forbidden depths of her pink, hair-fringed cuntal slit as she whimpered excitedly while the lust-bloated head of his spongy erection rubbed over the budding hardness of her sensitive clitoris.
Ellen bit into the flesh of her lower lip to stifle the cry of shame and bewilderment that filled her anguished soul as her head spun in a sea of swirling uncertainty, the answers to which she had not the vaguest idea.
Her mind staggered under the intensity of her feelings, recognizing that she should be feeling nothing but contempt for this beast who was breathing hotly above her, desiring just one thing, as much in the way of satisfying penis fulfillment as he could possibly desire.
Soon the throbbing member of her rapidly pursuing lover forged its way forward into her sweltering vaginal orifice as her hips contracted and her flaming white buttocks spun under the commanding onslaught being generated by Charlie's cannonading prick.
His thick staff pulsed with seething energy as it pushed with spearing impact into the inner dominions of her ravaged pink pussy. It was obvious from his initial movements that Charlie did not mind hurting his beautiful victim while in the process of enjoying his fuck. His bruising, determined pole kept slashing with quick anxiety as it shoved its way ever deeper into the torrid reaches of the searing pink valley that he desired with uncompromising lust.
Ever so steadily he kept battering her fire-filled vagina, growling and hissing as he made his commanding presence felt with every forward thrust that he inflicted into her puffy cunt lips.
"Oh damn, I don't know how often it's been fucked, but it sure is nice and tight," he moaned erotically, as his piercing pole of steaming flesh continued to drive against the twisting pinkness of Ellen's resilient cuntal womb.
He grunted with ever increasing volume as his cock slithered hotly into the incredibly tight velvety sheath of Ellen's pussy. She was dripping wet already with her lascivious cuntal liquid and her juices had lubricated Charlie's merciless entry so that he was able to enter her with a single vicious thrust, letting out a wild lusty gasp as he did so.
Charlie's sturdy, determined prick was between her legs and ramming into her with ecstatic, wild force. He was steadfastedly committed to the one objective of driving his thundering instrument into the quivering inner fibers of her throbbing pussy until the flaming fires of his swollen phallus were silenced.
His thrusts were deep and vicious, and with every backward movement of his desire-stiffened erection, Charlie pulled his drilling dagger almost entirely out of her dripping cuntal sheath, stretching the fleshy lips of her palpitating pussy and leaving just the thick, bulbous head of his driving penis inside her moist cuntal slit.
He began grunting with renewed energy, pushing onward with incredible strength forward, skewering wetly into the tightly-gripping depths of her fiery vagina, pushing the delicate pink flesh aside in huge rippling waves until his blazing pelvis collided with a wet-smoldering smack against the frail softness of her upturned crotch. Charlie's bloated, cum-infested balls slapped resoundingly into the smooth hairless crevice of her nether cheeks with a loud, blood-curdling noise that made Ellen's shameful humiliation only that much more intense.
Great sally tears obliterated the beautiful blonde's vision and she appeared to Charlie only an amorphous shape, grunting and moaning with unleashed passion. Her pain from his steadily insistent thrusts was made worse with the knowledge that her smoldering cunt was preparing to unleash a lewd streaming liquid avalanche of its own that was looming more inevitably with every plunging salacious entry into the tight, moist confines of her hair-fringed fissure.
He explored her pink cuntal valley several more times, rocking her with his jolting high voltage stabs. A few crunching thrusts later her wiggling ass cheeks rocked and she moaned throatily, being pushed to the heights of pleasure-pain as the searing droplets of cuntal fluid spurted involuntarily from her glowing furnace of pink lust, splashing and rolling down her thighs.
Recognizing that his victim had exploded a load of cunt-juice, the heavily sweating loudly panting Charlie's face became contorted with a lustful grin as his sword-like plunges became more intense than ever, his blazing scabbard driving and digging into the tightness of her pink fleshy portals, which were begging him to unload his virile white jissum inside of her, no matter how hard that Ellen resisted on another level.
"What a cunt, oh damn, what a cunt," he gasped.
While his thundering penis kept rocking steadily forward and into her moist twat, he reached down and let his fingers submerge themselves against the crinkly flesh of her soft breasts, which felt like two large, comfortable pillows as he squeezed and kneaded the firm folds of silky flesh.
Charlie kept pinching and squeezing against her fleshy swollen orbs, and as he did his devastating cock kept finding the mark while he drove that much closer to the inevitable phallic floodtide toward which he was inevitably leading.
His hips rocked with authoritative swiftness as the supremely confident Charlie kept gilding his soaring semen-filled instrument into the searing fibers of her twisting pussy flesh.
A few hard, grinding penis stabs later the flowing droplet, of his seismic floodtide splashed with volcanic ecstasy from the nub end of his elongated pole and into his victim's cunt.
"Now we both made it," he grunted, pushing his fingers against the crinkly flesh of her hot boobs one more time. "That was a sweet fuck and if you'd hated it as much as you'd like all of us to think then you couldn't have juiced girl-cum like that. You know damned well you couldn't've. "
Charlie's supercilious grin as he withdrew his cock from Ellen's pussy told her that he knew exactly where things stood.