Chapter 6
Joy giggled at the thought of what was to follow. She had taken her lumps satisfying the two lusty bulls and it would be fun to sit back and watch them work on each other. Steve gave her a filthy look, but she ignored him completely, chuckling to herself in anticipation.
Pastor Lionel told the young man to stand up with his back against the wall. It was full of splinters, but the young man was afraid to alienate their potential ally by refusing. He winced as the first sliver of wood punctured the thick skin of his ass.
The old man took in the scene and then dropped to his knees. He looked up at the handsome well-hung lad and then took his rod in hand. First he licked his palms and then rubbed both across the stiffening machine. It was a new trick and stimulated Steve, despite his inhibitions.
The old boy really knew how to work on a man and Steve wondered how many other pricks he had served in his day. Pastor Lionel reached out for his prick and had soon surrounded the thick head with his dried up lips. His mouth was anything but dry and he slobbered all over the big prick until it was dripping with saliva.
"Let me watch," said Joy, fascinated by his technique. "You can probably teach me a lot."
The old man's mouth was too full to answer with, but he motioned her beside him cheerfully. It was fun to show the youngsters what an old man could do and he had no objection whatsoever to an audience. Joy sat directly beside his kneeling figure and laughed to herself once again.
Parson Lionel intended to give Steve a better blowjob then he himself had received from Joy. His whole heart and soul was in his work. He licked at the head until it was purple and swollen and then let it drip from his mouth. He wanted to feel the hairy balls in his mouth.
He took it in, one ball at a time, until Steve was sighing with pleasure. He had to admit that the old boy knew what he was doing. Steve would have been content to let his balls be sucked for hours, but Lionel was not to be satisfied with that alone.
He returned his attentions to the big prick and soon had it buried to the hilt in his clinging mouth. His lips brushed against Steven's coarse pubic hair and the lad had to agree that he hadn't had a better blowjob in years. The talented girls of the commune could hardly compare with the old man, who used fifty years of experience to compensate for his lack of youth and vitality.
Steve shrugged his shoulders and let his body react on its own. There was no point in fighting the old man and taking the chance of alienating his affections. It seemed wiser just to lay back and let him work to his satisfaction. He regretted his position, however, for the coarse pine splinters had turned his ass into a pincushion. After a while, even this feeling became stimulating.
The parson ran his hands along Steve's muscular legs and then reached around for his ass-hole. He buried one thin finger into the virgin hole and used it as a lever to control the lusty young man's movements.
"What the fuck are you doing," said Steve nervously. He wasn't used to having his ass-hole assaulted and began to feel humiliated by the whole scene. Why had it had to be him who was bound to service the old pervert, he wondered. There were three other guys in the commune, but as usual he was the one getting the shitty end of the stick.
The parson didn't bother to answer him, but kept on using his finger to slow down Steve's pace. Before long the lad had adjusted himself to the penetration and found that it was increasing his pleasure. It was only a matter of time before he filled the old man with cream.
He bucked his body back and forth, watching as his dick emerged from the old man's mouth covered with a patina of sticky saliva. It was amazing that the parson could hold out that long. The man didn't seem to need any air at all, but could hold out indefinitely without breathing.
Parson Lionel used every trick in the book. He varied his strokes, alternating between quick licking motions and long agonizing penetration. It was the best time he had had in years and he felt that it would be no task at all to help the lusty youngsters in their hour of need. He would tell them as soon as he had finished sucking Steve's cock.
He continued to suck passionately at the throbbing rod that filled his mouth to capacity. He could tell that Steve was on the verge of orgasm and slowed him down to delay the inevitable moment. It was impossible to hinder the virile stallion and he resigned himself to an early termination of his good time.
Steve was not inclined to be gentle with the old man. He felt humiliated at having to be blown in Joy's presence and knew that she would tell the whole commune what had happened. There was no way out of it for him, but he decided to make the parson pay for his fun.
He was beyond worrying about the community, since they had left him all the dirty work. He shoved his prick into Parson Lionel's mouth with vengeance, determined to make the old man gag on the load. He got no reaction whatsoever, which annoyed him all the more.
Joy giggled at the sight, knowing exactly what was passing through Steve's mind. She would indeed inform on him and embellish the story to show that he had enjoyed himself as much as the pastor. They were very competitive with each other and she felt that she had something on him at last.
Steve was ready to go. He bucked harder and faster, but still got no reaction from the kneeling figure beneath him. It was as if the man wanted more violence, as if he needed it to stimulate his tired body. Steve gave up and decided to come as soon as possible.
He leaned forward one last time and then shot his load directly between the parted lips. The parson drank it down greedily, not allowing a single drop to escape his greedy mouth. The sperm was delicious and he rolled it around in his mouth as if it were champagne.
Steve's torment was finally over. He helped the old man to his feet and told Joy to pick the splinters out of his bleeding ass. She suppressed her giggles and obeyed him. The joke had gone far enough and she had no desire to humiliate her boyfriend any further.
She removed them gently while the old man climbed back into his clerical robes. Steve offered to drive him back to town, but the old man refused. He said that he felt better than he had in years and was quite capable of taking care of himself.
"Now don't you young folks worry about a thing," he told them gently. "I can see that you're living clean and healthy lives up here and I'm going to visit you more often in the future. I'll get those parishioners off your back or die trying."
It was just what they had wanted to hear and the relieved youngsters thanked him warmly. Joy helped him into his coat and escorted him to the door. She kissed him good-bye and told him that the other communards would be glad to make love to him in the future He thanked her and said farewell with great courtesy.
Joy returned to the room and before she knew what was happening was lying on the floor holding the side of her face. Steve was in a rage, disgusted at having to service the old man in his perversions and intended to take it out on her. She accepted his punishment and rolled over onto her hands and knees so that he could spank her.
Steve ripped his belt from his pants and began to whale away at her irresistible buttocks. The girl had asked for it and he would give her a spanking that she would remember for weeks. He used the thick belt like a whip, banging away at the soft flesh of her ass until it had turned pink and sore from his efforts.
He beat her with gusto, knowing that Joy was the type of girl who enjoyed being spanked. He turned to her soft thighs, realizing that he was getting nowhere with her ass. Joy waved her big creamy buttocks in his face as if to dare him to do his worst. The spanking was even more stimulating than the orgy she had enjoyed.
She began to balk when he worked on the sensitive skin of her thighs and soon found herself begging for mercy. Steve ignored her pleas and beat her until she was covered with welts and lumps. He was feeling good at that point and had no intention of truncating his pleasure.
"Please stop," she squeaked, "you're killing me. I'll blow you or let you fuck me up the ass, but stop before you make me bleed. I'll do anything for you Steve."
The angry lad soon came to his senses and stopped beating her before he did her any real damage. She got to her feet and suggested that they go to the sleeping room to tell their friends of their success. It was something that everybody wanted to hear.
Steve agreed and they were soon surprised to see that everybody was already awake. The communards had kept their ears pressed to the walls and had overheard everything that had happened. They had happy looks on their handsome young faces and hastened to tease the lucky couple.
"Got a pretty good blow-job didn't you Steve?" Larry taunted him, "Are you going to go gay from now on now that you see how much fun it is?"
"Yeah," continued Bill, "I bet we'll have to watch out for our ass-holes from now on. Everybody sleep on his back tonight or you'll find a dick up your ass."
"And what about Joy here," Linda giggled. "I think she's in love with the old coot. You guys aren't going to be able to satisfy her now that she's gotten a taste of a real dick."
The bantering continued for a few minutes and soon Joy and Steve joined in on the laughter. It had been an amusing incident, and had more importantly insured the survival of the community. Pastor Lionel was an important man in the town and with his influence they could be sure that they would henceforth be welcome.
Steve filled them in on what Pastor Lionel had said and they decided to celebrate their good fortune with a group orgy. Sandy and Doris were too tired to participate, but the other youngsters were ready to go. They paired off nicely and within five minutes the mattress-covered floor heaved beneath their panting bodies.
Steve chose the passionate Chris to be his first partner. He was tired of Joy's effronteries and wanted a girl who was shy and responsive. Chris was somewhat out of place on the commune and often had to force herself to take part in the orgies. She had come from a good home and fought a constant battle with herself.
Half of her wanted to go home and live a normal life, but she could never refuse the approach of a handsome male. Steve was especially appealing to her and she knew that he would make her forget all about her troubles. She threw herself into his arms and told him to take care of her.
It was just the thing to appeal to his protective side and Steve soon warmed to his task. He crushed her in his arms and caressed her lovely auburn hair, drinking in its perfume and feeling his prick begin to harden against the soft contours of her luscious body.
Chris had to take a backseat to nobody, as far as good looks were concerned. She may not have been as demonstrative about her sexuality as Sandy or Joy, but she was a hot-loving girl who could turn on any man. She was tall and slender, with a full set of tits that jutted proudly from her slender chest. Her nipples were especially appealing, pink discs of tender flesh that could harden in an instant.
Steve stripped her lovingly, removing one garment at a time until she stood naked and beautiful before his admiring eyes. He let his gaze travel along her beautiful shapely legs until they rested on her reddish brown bush. He remembered the last time he had gotten into that bewitching hole and could hardly wait to start on her.
Joy grabbed hold of Larry, a lad who was well-hung as a bull. She needed something extra to get her started that night and knew that his prick wouldn't fail to elicit the response she craved. She walked over to him and invited him to fuck her, getting an answer that made her body quiver with anticipation.
Bill paired off with Cindy and Linda with George. These four decided to have a group scene right at the outset. There was no point waiting for the others to get warmed up. They retired to a far corner of the room and discussed how they wanted to make it. The night was young and they anticipated a plethora of lustful activity that would leave their bodies limp and exhausted.
Doris and Sandy slept side by side, ignoring the noise of the passionate lovers and snuggling up against each other for warmth. They would wait for everyone to fall asleep and then spend the night in lesbian love. It was something to look forward to and they giggled to each other as they heard the passionate sounds of the orgy.
Steve smiled into Chris's bottomless green eyes and told her to lie down on the floor. He wanted to get his tongue into her fragrant bush. She obeyed him quickly and parted her legs invitingly. It was a sight that no man could resist and he rose to the occasion without hesitation.
He bent over her and used his stubble to excite her lovely tits. When the nipples were hard and puckered, darker than they usually were, he turned his attention to her cunt. She sighed with ecstasy, wondering how he always knew just what she wanted from him. Steve seemed to have psychic powers and she felt herself falling in love with him.
He parted her moist labia and ran his tongue along her prominent clitoris. The little pink organ had given Chris all sorts of trouble in the past, to the point where she had considered an operation. It was not abnormally large, but was so prominent and sensitive that a tight pair of panties were enough to drive her mad.
Steve worked on the tiny organ until it swelled up and filled with blood. He then turned his attentions to her dripping vulva, plunging his tongue directly into the enchanting flesh. He licked every available inch of her orifice until she begged him for mercy.
"Fuck me now," she whispered timidly, "I want you Steve. I want to feel that big hard dick of yours pounding into my tight little cunt. I'll do anything for you if you'll only treat me right. Please fuck me baby."
Steve needed no encouragement. "I'll fuck you darling," he answered, "until your pussy's dripping with cream. You are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen and I've got to get into that hot box of yours."
She blushed at his words, but spread her legs to facilitate his entry. Steve mounted her gracefully, lowering his heavy body onto her so that she could smell the redolent sweat that covered his limbs. He was a real man and she could hardly wait to take in his throbbing prick.
Chris moaned as he effected his entrance. She was too timid to cry out aloud, but he knew that he had her going. She was too passionate to resist a man and he could feel the muscles of her cunt spread apart as he got into her. They closed quickly around his distended rod, squeezing it like an udder.
He used long slow strokes on her at first, thankful that she was not a demanding bitch like Joy or Linda. He liked his women shy and appreciated her silence. Nothing was more annoying than a woman who bellowed like a longshoreman, yelling in his ear to fuck her harder until he lost interest in the whole thing.
Her cunt was dripping with fuck juice he could hardly feel his prick as it slid in and out of her canal. Their bodies clung together, making wet noises like that of the ocean washing up against a deserted stretch of beach. It was a beautiful experience for both of them.
Larry and Joy were not so delicate in their modus operandi. There was no personal affection between them and they used their bodies greedily, draining their vitality from each other rapaciously. Joy dropped to her knees and took the big prick into her mouth. It was twice the size of Steve's and infinitely larger than the pastor's withered stick.
She sucked at it with passion, using her best techniques to drive him wild with lust. Larry was an easy-going guy, but once aroused was like a bull in heat. He looked down at her with glassy eyes, amazed at the skill with which she serviced his heaving rod.
He tired of the game quickly and decided that he would prefer to fuck her cunt. He told her to get on her hands and knees and soon was ready to enter her. She waved her ass provocatively before his face, knowing that it would make him fuck her twice as hard. She hoped that he would ignore her sore ass-hole, which had been adequately reamed by the virile Steve just an hour previously.
Larry went in for none of the erotic refinements. He liked nothing better than a warm cunt, preferring it to any mouth or ass-hole in the world. His needs were simple, but few girls could take in his foot-long shaft without crying out for mercy. He knew that Joy would take in every inch and beg him for more.
He entered her from the rear, squatting behind her and parting her buttocks and labia with his thick fingers.
"That's it big daddy," she crooned as he finally entered her aching pussy, "shove that big thing of yours into me until I cream all over it."
He obeyed her with alacrity, feeling happy that he had at last found a woman who could weather mighty thrusts. Larry moaned like a horse as he fucked her, exciting her with the primitive sounds of his lust. She ground her body up against him, matching his strokes with her passionate gyrations until he was mad with lust.
Bill and Cindy and Linda and George were quite busy on their own and hardly noticed the amourous activities around them. They were fucking side by side and eventually decided to alternate partners. The girls received a few strokes from each one and then got to taste the other prick for a few moments before returning to the original lover.
The boys made a game of it, forcing the girls to guess which prick they were receiving. Cindy always guessed correctly, but Linda became confused and was punished again and again by hard slaps on her prominent buttocks. She didn't admit it, but the blows were even more stimulating than the feel of the huge organs hollowing out her gorgeous dripping pussy.
She played along with them until they realized that they had to find a more meaningful punishment for her stupidity. They fucked her up the ass whenever she guessed wrong and the insistent pressure soon made her able to identify the big pricks. She suggested that they try something different, that the boys work on them one at a time.
The resolution was adopted unanimously. She was the first to be worked on and felt Bill's hard prick slide into her already lubricated ass-hole as George continued to plug her cunt. Cindy got into the act as well, squatting over Linda's face and demanding that the passionate voluptuary eat out her pussy.
The taste of that cunt drove her to distraction. She liked to feel another woman squirming from her manipulations and almost forgot the two pricks that were reaming her body as she worked Cindy over. She thought that she would explode from all the stimulation.
Steve was almost ready to fill Chris with his come but wanted her to get off first. He talked to her, urging her to let go and get her rocks off. She blushed at his language, but soon was pumping her pelvis and crashing her cunt into his muscular midsection. It was only a matter of time before she flooded him with cunt honey.
They came together finally, Chris moaning with lust as she let out a stream of hot fuck juices. Steve slammed his body into her and gave her a double shot of cream. She took it all in and looked up at him with pure love in her eyes. He disengaged his limbs reluctantly, thinking that he preferred her to any girl in the commune. They got to their feet to watch the three other couples make love.
It was quite a show and even the prudish Chris found her cunt dripping with voyeuristic excitement. Larry was fucking Joy up the ass, making her scream with lust and pain. She had asked for it, taunting him until the mild-mannered lad had found the one way to tame her.
Blood was dripping out of her swollen bunghole and it was a matter of time before she passed out from the pain. Larry was merciless, ignoring her every plea until she finally shut up and resigned herself to her fate. It was stimulating to watch, but nothing compared to what was going on in the far corner of the darkened room.
Bill and George were fucking Cindy. They had managed to fit both their pricks into her gaping cunt at one time. Bill lay beneath her and George above, practically crushing Bill with his weight. Cindy screamed with ecstasy, demanding another dick to fill her mouth. Steve couldn't resist her appeal and came over to satisfy her.
The girl was a veritable fuck machine, capable of servicing a room full of lusty studs. She wished she had yet another prick to jerk off, but Larry was too too busy buggering Joy to comply with her wishes. She worked on her three lovers, actually getting the best of them until they despaired of conquering the passionate slut.
Sweat poured off her lovely face, smearing her make-up until it ran down her in streaks. She felt smothered by the three pounding bodies, but held her ground relentlessly. It would take more than three men to satisfy her. She continued to jerk her body from one lover to the next, hardly noticing the prick that filled her mouth.
Chris watched in amazement and then admitted to herself that she too wanted to be fucked by more than one man at a time. It was a difficult decision for her to make, but the sight of the passionate Cindy was too much to resist. She waited until the three men had flooded her cunt and mouth with their frothing semen and then offered her own body to anybody who wanted to fuck her.
It was what they had all been waiting for. Steve took a brief rest, but Bill, Larry and George were soon available. They ran over to her and threw the innocent girl to the floor. If she wanted an orgy they would give her the real thing, a fucking she would never forget.
The non-participants formed a semi-circle around the happy girl and watched as the three virile males divided her amongst themselves. George got her ass-hole, while Larry forced his huge dick into her straining mouth. Bill settled for the palpitating cunt, filling it to capacity with his huge throbbing dick.
They arranged her so that all three could fuck her at once. She was placed squatting on her heels. George lay beneath her and stretched upward to fit his rod into her ass-hole. Bill sat on George's legs and fucked her frontally, filling her cunt with his rod. Larry straddled the three bodies, getting his balance before he stuffed his sausage into her lovely parted lips.
It was the most stimulating thing Chris had ever experienced. All her inhibitions vanished into thin air with the feel of the three cocks that filled her every orifice. She looked over at Steve to see if he approved of her activities. He was indeed a little jealous and possessive, but soon assured her that he didn't mind a bit.
"Go ahead Chris," he urged her, "Have a good time and then I'll fuck you some more. We're all brothers and sisters here and nobody owns anybody else. You get your rocks off good and then come back to me."
It was all she had to hear. Chris began to rock her body back and forth, burying the two dicks alternately into her ass-hole and dripping cunt. Nor did she ignore the huge organ that was buried in her throat. She licked and sucked at it until it was shiny with her saliva. Larry grinned down at her and told her she was giving him a terrific blow-job, the best he had had in weeks.
Chris had been afraid that she would be unable to take on three men at once, but her confidence grew with leaps and bounds as she discovered how little it took to satisfy them. She felt like a real woman at last and knew that she would never again want to leave the commune.
Her three lovers appreciated her passionate exertions and responded with gratitude. She felt a million hands clutching at her breasts and buttocks until she could barely tell them apart. The breath was practically crushed from her body by the three bulls, but she held her ground, determined to see the orgy to its end.
She twisted and turned, gyrating in a thousand directions until her body was covered with sweat and her nostrils full of the odor of masculine lust. Her lovers never relented for a minute, plugging her every hole until she felt her cunt begin to run dry.
Larry was the first to come. He plunged his huge prick all the way into her throat and shot a double load of come that seemed to fill her to the scalp. She had scum coming out of her mouth and nostrils, but struggled to get every last drop down her gulping throat.
Now she could concentrate on the other two lovers, who were both at the verge of orgasm. Chris was almost too tired to move, but drove her aching body one step further in order to bring them to climax. She twisted beneath them, swinging her lushly padded hips until they could resist her no longer.
George and Bill matched their strokes perfectly. They slammed their bodies into her in unison until all three were on the verge of the final lustful release. All three came simultaneously, flooding each other's bodies with come. The smell was overpowering and they hurried to separate themselves and dry off.
It would have taken a master plumber to separate them properly, but the youngsters managed on their own. The three lusty males helped Chris onto her wobbly feet and handed her a clean towel. She thanked them and looked over to her lover Steve to see if he had been pleased with her performance.
"That was fantastic," he told her enthusiastically, "I got so hot watching you that I practically had to jerk off. You looked so beautiful fucking all of them that I'm going to get into that snatch of yours again myself."
Chris was delighted at his enthusiasm and quickly dropped to all fours to do Steve's bidding. He looked at her creamy buttocks and knew that he had to get into that rosebud ass-hole. He reamed it out with his finger until it was dripping with moisture and then told her to try to relax. He would be as gentle as possible.
He received no answer, for Chris was more than ready to let him corn-hole her. She waved her beautiful ass in his face as she had seen Joy do to Larry. It was an uncharacteristically bold step for the shy beauty and her lover appreciated its significance.
Steve took her without further ado. He slipped his big rod into her pink ass-hole and buried it to the hilt. She screamed with pain at first, but soon learned to roll with the blows. In no time she was able to take his most violent strokes without complaint.
He buggered her slowly and lovingly, relishing every instant that his prick was buried in the yielding irresistible flesh. She looked so beautiful lying at his feet that Steve was driven to new heights of passion. He finished with her quickly, using his fingers to work on her
She really and truly loved it, to her great surprise. Her wild and furious passion rose higher and higher and higher.
Steve stuffed it into her and pounded her big pink clitoris so that she enjoyed it as much as he.
The passionate lovers came together, he flooding her sore and bleeding ass-hole with what seemed like a gallon of soothing come. He watched her cunt palpitating and could see the juices flowing out from between her labia. He helped her to her feet and they soon retired for the evening.
Chris curled up like a pangolin, grinding her ass into Steve's chest as if she were a little girl. They listened to the sounds of passionate love making for a few minutes but were soon fast asleep. They awoke eight hours later curled in each other's arms.
The orgy did not last too much longer. One by one the participants had to beg off, using exhaustion as their excuse. Even Joy had to call it a night eventually and curled up alone in a corner, with her finger planted firmly up her still raging cunt.
Doris and Sandy waited until the others had fallen asleep and then began a bout of sapphic love that endured until the early hours of the morning. The commune had been saved and the members slept easily with a good conscience. They had a few surprises waiting for them the next morning.