Chapter 10
Billy moved quickly around the cabin and picked up things they would need to take with them. He threw Maureen's clothing over to her.
Her heart leapt! For the first time since she had been there, she was able to cover her nakedness.
She hoped this meant that she could go with them. Being left alone in the cabin would be awful for her to endure.
"Tie her up!"
"What?"
Both Carl and Clive looked at Billy. Neither of them wanted to tie the beautiful woman.
Maureen began to get frightened again. What if Billy meant to harm her or leave her alone to die? She hoped her plan would work. She was certain of Clive and Carl being loyal to her, but Billy was another story entirely.
It seemed as though the tall, thin young man was not going to do things her way. He was only going to save his own ass.
Fortunately for Maureen, no one moved. It was obvious that Billy's order was not going to be carried out.
"Isn't she coming with us?"
"Nope."
"Why the hell not?"
"Hang onto your tongue, Carl! This outfit does what I say! You got that?"
"No, I don't! This filly has been great fucking and I don't want to leave her here!"
Billy became all red in the face when he heard Carl's challenging words. He could not believe that he was not being obeyed.
"Clive! Tie her up!"
"N-no!"
This was too much! The half-wit would not do his bidding either!
It had worked! Maureen had won!
She had made both men obey her instead of their gang leader. This was her salvation!
The tension in the cabin was thick now. No one moved or seemed to breath. What would happen next? Billy looked very angry.
He grabbed the ropes himself finally and came toward her. He would tie her up if none of the others would.
But before he could reach her, both Carl and Clive blocked his way. They stood steadfastly in front of her.
"Are you two crazy!? You know we can't take her with us! It's rough going down that mine shaft and she'll only slow us up!"
"No she won't."
"Come on, Carl, you know she will. The cops are right behind us and we have to move fast."
"We will."
"This is crazy!"
With that, Billy slammed the ropes down on the floor and stalked out of the cabin. Quickly, the two young men guided Maureen out of the door.
Billy was already rounding the side of the mountain when they emerged. He was moving fast, heading for refuge.
As they tried to catch up to him, the thin wail of a siren coming from far away pierced the air. The police!
"They're closing in!"
"Hurry up!"
Carl grabbed her by the arm and thrust her ahead of him. She slipped and fell on the rocky ground. This was indeed no place for a woman who was used to the suburbs!
"Pick her up and get moving!"
"Right!"
Billy seemed to be working with them now. He still moved fast but he kept an eye out to make sure that Carl was coming along with Maureen. Clive brought up the rear.
Sirens were squealing from all directions now. They seemed to be converging right on their side of the mountain.
But although they might go to the cabin, they would have to look harder for the fugitives. Already they were moving fast over rocky ground that would leave no trail.
Maureen began to wonder if she had done the right thing by making them take her with them. Would she ever get out of this alive?
Her heart began to pound as she thought about being stuck in a mine shaft. What if it caved in on her?
She tried not to think of such things as she bobbed across Carl's shoulders. He was carrying her like a sheep across his back. Her head hung down and bobbled frightfully.
The motion made her feel like she was fucking again! Of all the times to get horny, Maureen started to feel her cunt ooze now!
How brazen! How wanton! What a time to get hot!
Something must have snapped in her mind. Any other woman would have been scared witless in this situation... but not Maureen.
Now that she had obtained control of her fear, all she could think about was cock!
The thought of being stuck with these three healthy peckers once more made her feel great! There would be all the more time to fuck like mad!
Yes, she loved the new meat she was able to take inside her burning hole. It was all so much more exciting than being with Tom.
Tom finally emerged from the police car. The trip had been a gruelling one, and his dick was still stiff in his pants.
The police swarmed out of their cars and were already heading up the side of the mountain. It was not an easy climb. Unfortunately, none of them knew about the road.
The incompetence of the police and the F.B.I. would cost another hour in the search. It would give the fugitives more extra time than they had planned on having.
But no one knew this... not yet. All the police wanted to do was storm the mountain as soon as they could. They had no idea that they could have driven up the other side instead of climbing.
Tom watched them fan out and clamber up. He had no heart or energy to follow them. One officer was detailed to stay with him at the cars.
The late afternoon sun was blazing down as Tom leaned on the hot fender of. the patrol car. Already the uniformed men looked like ants scurrying up the steep cliff.
He wished there was some way that he could relieve the tension he felt in his balls. If only he could find someone to fuck! But that was un-likely.
There was no one around but him and the smooth-faced young cop. He was a local kid who could not have been more than eighteen or so.
Tom knew he would freak out the youngster if he began to beat his meat right then and there. But still, he had to find some kind of relief. Thinking about Maureen made him hornier!
"Say, officer, I'm going over to those bushes."
"Uh, what for, sir?"
"I have to take a pee. Is that all right with you?"
"Oh! Uh, sorry."
The young cop blushed and turned away. That was just what Tom was hoping would happen. He headed for the bushes quickly.
He could barely walk with the stiff poker in his pants. But he knew that soon it would be over.
All this excitement had had a very strange effect on him. Whenever he thought about Maureen and her captors, he got so hot that he could barely stand it.
Maybe he was a pervert!
Tom shunted aside the thought and quickly unzipped his pants. The sound of his zipper seemed to cut through the still air noisily.
His thick pecker leapt out into his hands. Ah, it felt good to be released from the confines of his pants and shorts!
He held his meat with one hand while the other reached inside and grabbed his balls. He pulled the bag of jewels out through his fly and let them hang in the warm air.
Ah, it felt good! But the tingling in his sturdy too! and his balls did not abate.
Without thinking anymore, he began to stroke up and down on his pecker. A sigh escaped him.
"Uhhh..."
Oh, how long he had waited for this! His hand pulled and yanked on his erect dick. It felt wonderful!
The other hand squeezed down on his balls. Ah, the nuts inside bobbed from side to side.
Tom sighed again and began to beat his meat faster.
Visions of his wife being raped and struggling to free herself popped into his head. They enflamed him! His hands began to really fly over his dick!
Maureen was being taken! He saw her crying to free herself in his mind's eye.
Ah, he saw her cunt being wedged wide open with a huge pile-driving cock! The gaping red lips
seemed to call to him! He could almost feel the heat from her vagina!
"Ummm.. . "
Faster and faster his hands jerked on his prick! The heavy hunk of meat strained upward, pointing toward the cloudless sky.
His nuts hardened in their sac. His hands played with them, kneading at them the way Maureen would do it for him. Oh, this was too much!
Tom began to sway back and forth. He had his eyes tightly shut and was jacking off his cock as hard and fast as he could!
He worked furiously on himself, his hands pulling.
"Uh! Uh! Uhhhh!"
SPLAT! A thick glob of sperm hurled from his gaping pee-slit and splattered onto a rock!
THWACKI Another creamy, frothing mass of jism splashed next to it!
He groaned and worked more on his meat! His head exploded with visions of humping his wife as she strained and begged for mercy!
His fantasy made his spunk shoot out of his dick with more force than he thought he had! Once, twice, three times, hot chunks of his manhood streamed out!
His hard, thick shaft jolted there in the sunlight. It pumped and pumped and lurched wildly! He held it firmly in his hands and felt the force of his flow et out. His fingers kneaded the lurching rod.
"Ummm..."
Ah, what feeling it was to have his nuts jerking his sperm right up from the very pit of him! He jacked and jacked, bringing more and more of the white cream out.
"S-SIR!"
Tom's reverie was broken suddenly! His hands quickly left his squirting prick, as if by instinct. The young cop had caught him beating his meat!
Embarrassed, Tom shook off the frothing jism that had collected around the flaring tip. Little globs sprayed in all directions, splattering on his shoes.
At least now that he had relief, he could jam his wilting pecker back into his pants. Too bad he had been discovered. What would he say to the young man?
"Well? What do you want?"
The young man blushed a deep red and looked at the ground. He could not seem to take his eyes off the thick, creamy globs that were running around the rocks in oozing rivers.
"Uh... nothing. I, uh, I was just wondering if you were all right, s-sir."
"Of course I am... now."
Tom zipped his pants and walked quickly back to the car. He was ashamed at having been caught.
What if the young cop told on him? Wouldn't they think he was some kind of a nut? What kind of man jerks off while his wife is in mortal danger?
But, oh, the thoughts of her being tortured by a gigantic prick had made him so hot he could not stand it any more. What did it mean? Perhaps he WAS a pervert!
Leaning back against the patrol car now, he looked up at the mountain. He tried to look nonchalant and avoided the cop's gaze as he came back to join him.
By now the uniformed men were nearly out of sight. They had scrambled nearly to the top of this side of the mountain.
Tom wondered what they would find when they reached the top. Would Maureen be there? Would she be safe?
Tom had no way of knowing that his wife was indeed very much alive and very, very horny. She was feeling the same pangs of passion that he had just relieved in the bushes with his own hands.
But Maureen knew that she did not have to masturbate. No, using her own hands on her clit was something she did not even think about now.
Her three captors provided her with all the cock she wanted. It made her feel excited and hot to fuck all the time.
Now she and the three men were safe in the mine shaft. It was a well-hidden tunnel on the other side of the mountain and more than a mile away from the cabin.
The police would never find them now!
The way there had been a rough one. Once Carl had been unable to go on with her, Clive had carried her... then, finally, Billy did.
The three men had shared the responsibility for getting her in the dark tunnel, and it had not been easy. None of them admitted it, but they all knew it.
She had repaid them by rubbing their backs as they carried her or playing with their cocks. She made sure that she kept all of them interested in her body.
Now that they were safe, she began to work on them in earnest. In the narrow tunnel they were all close together. The dim glow of the kerosene lamp cast some ghostly shadows on the earthen walls.
"You were very nice to carry me... all of you. I want you to know I'll make it up to you all."
"HAH! How the hell you going to do that?" Billy's sarcastic question echoed through the tunnel. It made the hackles of her neck stand straight up from the weirdness of it. But she recovered quickly.
Maureen was finding all sorts of new strengths within her that she had never known she possessed. From being a simple housewife, she had turned into a real manipulator.
"Well, I could pay you all back in the only way I can right now."
With that, Maureen stood up and began to undress. All of their eyes riveted on her as her smooth white flesh was exposed to them.
Her heavy, firm breasts glistened in the dim light. The pink nipples seemed to glow with a sensuous softness.
Her long shapely legs shimmered with their smoothness. They curved to the matted black vee of her cunt luxuriously.
Once she was naked, there was total silence there in the tunnel. Not one of the men seemed to be even breathing. They merely watched, trap, fixed, as her beauty was exposed to them.
All of them were so exhausted that they could not bring themselves to reach for her. They hay no energy left with which to fuck her.
Maureen had won. She was gaining more an more control over her captors.
"Well, I think since Carl was the first to carry me, he ought to be the first to be rewarded"
"Me?"
"Yes. I'd like to suck , on your juicy dick for being so nice to me on the mountain."
"Well, uh..."
Without another word, Maureen went to the stocky man and unzipped his pants. She took his flaccid prick in her hands and began to rub it, trying to make it hard.
But he was too tired to respond. Carl merely lad on his back and let her work on him. Billy and Clive watched the scene.
She bent over Carl and began to work on him in earnest then. Her mouth found his round cool head and sucked it inside.
She cajoled the soft hunk of meat into he mouth and lodged the tip in her throat. Then she began to swallow slowly so that the undulation would massage him.
"Ummm..."
Carl obviously loved it. But still his pecker would not harden. He was simply too exhausted.
Not even her sucking or the sopping wet lickings of her soft tongue could make him hard. She tried and tried but his dick merely lay there in her mouth, throbbing gently.
Then, letting the wet prick slide from her mouth, she went to Clive. The same thing was done to him... with the same results.
By the time she got to Billy, he was already trying to work his dong up for her. She moved his hands away from his shaft and began to lick.
After twenty minutes, though, Billy was still mostly soft. Only a slight hardening had taken hold on his shaft. This was not enough for Maureen.
"What's the matter with you men? I thought you were all such studs!"
"Hey, lady, come off it! Who the hell do you think carried you straight uphill for more than a mile!"
"Well, that's true... but..."
Coquettishly, Maureen began to walk around them. She stepped over their prone bodies, placing her open cunt right in their lines of vision.
She straddled them, letting them look straight up into her pussy. They did not even have to move their heads to see her red, inviting twat staring right at them.
It was torture!
They wanted to fuck her, but they were too tired. Futilely, they tried to rub their pricks into erections while she urged them on.
The lovely, stately, naked women went from one man to the next. She used her hands, her mouth, her cunt, and her spongy breasts to make them hard.
But nothing worked. Their cocks would not harden the way she wanted them to do.
"You just wait until tomorrow. I'll be able to fuck you till you're bowlegged then!"
"But Billy, I want to be fucked NOW!"
"Well then just get off by yourself, bitch!"
Billy, Carl, and Clive were all feeling ashamed of themselves. It did not do much for their masculine egos to not be able to get a hard-on for such a beautiful, horny woman.
Maureen would not let them forget it, either. She wanted what she wanted immediately and she did not like waiting.
She wanted to be fucked. Her cunt itched to feel a good hunk of hard meat slamming in and out of it.
But she had no choice. It looked like the only way she was going to stop that itch was to scratch it herself.
Taking the lantern and bringing it very near her, she spread her legs. The light fell on her twat perfectly. The men could see every fold of that luscious cunt tissue.
Then, very slowly, she spread her cunt lips with one hand and began to tease her aching clit with the other.. . .