Chapter 16
As Rube watched, the beautiful female werewolf, for Mona did indeed look like a werewolf now, knelt on the edge of her cot, digging her fingers even more deeply into her cunt, her hairy buttocks bobbing in the air. Rube chuckled to himself, quietly opened the door more, left it open as he walked over to her and positioned himself behind Mona's gyrating hairy buttocks. In a single swift movement, the Tattooed Man wrapped an arm under Mona's belly, while, with his other hand, he tugged away her fingers as he ruthlessly pressed the thick, monstrous head of his cock against her hairy vaginal slit.
Mona cried out in surprise, totally unprepared for what was happening to her, though the sight of the tattooed arm told her immediately who was behind her.
She had been so lost in her own sensuality, she hadn't heard him come in. What was more, from what she had heard, he, too, had a cock she ought to fear.
The shaggy woman felt the hot-tipped shaft about to enter her vagina from the rear, and she tried to pull herself forward to escape the threatening thickness. But Rube had been anticipating this, and the arm around her belly tightened its hold on her as he kept her naked body securely in place before him.
"Rube, no . . . not like this . . . not without some kind of prepping, first," she pleaded. "I'm not ready.. . . "
"Bullshit!" he laughed out loud. "The way you've been fingering yourself, that hot cunt of yours is really ready for action. So you just hold still, because you're going to get the entire length of the Mississippi shoved into your delta."
"You're too long," she cried out. "You'll kill me," she insisted, feeling more helplessly trapped than ever before.
Her buttocks cringed forward, trying to draw away from the thickness of the rubbery cock-head which, merely from the feel of it, made Mona aware it was as broad as a doorknob. But Rube was there and matched her movement for movement, keeping the head of his penis touching her vaginal lips, intent on burying the entire length of his throbbing cock inside her. He dug his fingers into her belly, holding her firmly, almost cruelly, but not with any real pain.
"Reach back," he said in his mild voice. "Just reach back between your legs and put the penis into you," he insisted, releasing his jerking cock so he was able to hold onto her with both hands and keep her steadied.
"I can't!" Mona gasped. "It'll tear me apart!" She was pleading, her eyes wincing as she prepared herself for the onslaught she knew she would be unable to stem.
"You'll stretch and hold me," he said in a soft, but threatening voice. "If necessary, you'd stretch to contain two cocks like mine. Now put it in," he insisted, quiet menace in his voice, as he pressed her two hips with his hands to emphasize the fact that he had her under his control.
Mona knew he was capable of inflicting pain if he so chose, and she wasn't in the mood for additional pain. She was unable to stand it any longer, and in desperation, she reached behind her, between her thighs and closed her hand around his enormous penis. It was immense. It was, in fact, twice as thick as Jerome's penis, and Jerome's penis had been something to reckon with. She was certain this cock would split her wide open. Her finger felt the urethra throbbing in the underside, the penile head still expanding as she held it in tightly clasped fingers.
Then Rube's fingers clamped down tightly on her hips again, letting her know that even if he didn't intend hurting her, he was capable of it if she didn't follow his orders. She spread two fingers around the throbbing, bulbous head of the massive penis, tugging the outer lips of her wet pussy to the side in order to allow the throbbing tip of the weighty organ to lodge itself firmly in the little inlet leading into her vaginal canal. She clamped her teeth tightly together all but biting her lower lip as she forced herself to hold back tears that were brimming from her eyes as she felt him begin a slow prodding against the tight, wet rubbery lips of her seething cunt, parting the narrow, rubbery, restricting ring of flesh with his swollen phallus and forcing his way inside.
Then, very suddenly, the sexy female felt her up-thrust, hairy buttocks forced even wider apart as the throbbing length of the hard cock slowly made its way into the narrow center of her tightly, sweetly resisting vaginal passage, shoving the wetly sucking inner walls aside as he drove his bloated penile shaft straight in, making her think he was spiking himself directly into the depths of her shuddering belly.
"Haa aaauuu uunnnn nngggg gghhhhh!" the helpless Mona. cried out through her tightly clamped-together lips as she felt the virile male stinger powering into her sodden pussy from behind.
She gasped as she felt the massive breadth of it spread her interior as never before, almost as if she were being deflowered all over again. Then she felt his hot, hard belly smacking solidly and weightily against the trembling roundnesses of her fur-covered ass-cheeks from behind.
"There," Rube said in his calm voice. "You see," he laughed, clenching his teeth from the heated tightness surrounding his penis, buried as it was to the balls in her cunt. "Now let's see just how good you really are."
Little by little the man's hands, gripping her hips, began loosening their hold, and the hopelessly pinned young girl breathed a sigh of relief as she felt the cock moving out of her tightly violated young pussy. It continued moving back until only the penile head was left inside, and her rubbery ring of vulva remained clamped around it. But then his strong hands once again gripped the soft and tender contours of her hips, and he tugged her roughly back onto the throbbing stiffness of his steel-solid organ until once again her quivering buttocks were slapped resoundingly by the hardness of his thighs.
Once more Rube let go, allowing her to automatically pull forward, away from the throbbing staff that he had buried inside her. She shuddered, knowing what would happen, and indeed it did as he grasped her jutting hipbones at the last moment in order to prevent his penis from coming out of the wetly clinging citadel of her tight and narrow vagina. Once again he solidly jerked her back along the length of his stiffly impaling penis, only to let her glide forward again, her wet cunt making his throbbing cock pole glisten brightly when it became visible. He jerked her back and forth, back and forth.
Again and again the spoiled rich girl, whose body was now a hirsute covering from top to bottom rocked backward onto the thickness of the bludgeoning penis, . then away along its slippery length. Back and forth, toward him, then away, setting up a slow and tantalizing rhythm inside her slowly widening vagina, the walls so elastic they would snap back once his penis was out of her. The excitement was beginning to get to Mona, and the pain was fading, and as a result she felt stronger than ever.
Massive swirls of overpowering lust swept through the tattooed man's pulsing testicles, laden as they were with sperm. He realized she was beginning to move of her own volition now, no longer having his hands pull and tug her. She was slamming her ass back against him and moving forward, creating more and more friction, setting up a slow and tantalizing rhythm as she ground her hairy moons into a tight circle while she unconsciously sought to take as much of his cock into her vagina as was humanly possible.
The Tattooed Man had her going now, and he knew it, exulting as he heard tiny mewls of pleasure coming from her whimpering lips. She not only continued moving her cunt back and forth, but started swiveling her lust-drenched pussy, moving it in tiny squirming circles around the entire length of the man's madly pulsating poker of stiffened flesh, her entire body wriggling and squirming at him with each backward stroke of her clasping vagina. The man stared in rapt fascination, amazed at how quickly her cunt and her mind was adapting to him. She might be hairy, but she was still a good-looking woman, and with a cunt this tight, he intended using her in the future. He stared at her winking anus, as well, and he thought he would like to pump his cock into that tight vestry, as well.
But not at the moment. For the moment this snot-nosed bitch, who had come to the freak show to scoff at all of them and had stayed to become one of them was begging for more of his solidly throbbing penis, aching to feel it buried in the narrowness of her clinging cunnus, the womanly orifice greedily swallowing his rigid member again and again as he continued pounding it into the depths of her hungry interior.
Then her soft voice, still a female purr, came to his ears. .
"Yes, yes, yes . . . just like that . . . keep fucking meee . . . don't stop . . . don't stop . . . keep on doing it . . . yes . . . yes . . . yes . . . I love it. . . . " she gasped, mumbling her words almost incoherently.
Now that Rube had conquered the hairy bitch with his throbbing cock, he felt himself flooded with the sheer power of pure lust and raw desire as he continued wildly fucking into her back-thrusting, hip-rotating, hairy ass-cheeks, pounding his cock into her cunt with deeper and deeper strokes.
This might be the first time they were fucking, but it definitely would not be the last. He had her going good, and she was too good to lose. Christ! Her cunt clung like nothing he had ever felt before.
At that moment footsteps told him someone else had come into the railroad car, and the footsteps came closer and closer.
"Well, well, well, what do we have going on here?" asked the voice of Morty Adler, the new barker who had replaced the dead Sy Reskin. He had still to learn just who was available for fucking and who wasn't. He also had his pick of the female aerialists, but he had a thing for freaks. He still had enough sense not to try and pick on Mrs. Imp, but he had already fucked Dolly, Magda, and a few of the other women who worked there. He was able to see through all the hair covering Mona, and he realized she was one good-looking woman, really well-stacked. And now, seeing her naked breasts, the bare areolae hanging out all tan and nut-like, surrounded by all that hair, he felt more aroused and filled with desire than ever.
Mona heard his voice, and her head jerked up from the mattress of the bed to see Morty smiling down at her as he came into the tiny compartment and shut the door. She was too far gone at this point to care who was looking at her, and she continued undulating her trembling, white-fleshed buttocks, covered as they were with brown hair, lasciviously slamming them back into the penis pummeling her from behind. She was totally oblivious to anything and everything other than the thrilling delight she felt as pleasure continually wound through her body.
"Unnnnhhhhh! Yessssss . . . Rube, don't stop . . . keep doing it. . . keep fucking me," she begged at the Tattooed Man, afraid he might either stop or change his rhythm because of the barker's presence.
But Rube wasn't about to quit now. He didn't give a damn about Morty Adler being there. He totally ignored the interruption, jubilantly grinning a wide grin as he continued nailing the full length of his burrowing shaft with long, hard-driving lunges into the tight and seething depths of Mona's ravenously hot pussy. He slammed into her feminine cave with all his might, drawing back, then thrusting forward from the tips of his toes, reveling in the fact that the new barker was watching the way Mona responded so wantonly to his every lascivious driving lunge. The only man who wouldn't have appreciated watching all this was Oscar the Geek. Oscar, as Mona had surmised, in order to bite off the heads of live chickens and fish, had to get himself good and drunk, and as a result had lost all his potency over the years. But Morty Adler, well he was something else. He was a man who liked his action and didn't try hiding it. Though he was short, with a gruff voice, he had a powerful sex drive, and at the moment he was showing it with the admiration he gave the two of them.
"Well, well, well," Morty smiled. "So you're the hot little whore whose cunt really fires up the freaks, eh," he snorted, ignoring for the moment the presence of the Tattooed Man who was pumping the entire Mississippi into Mona's ocean of cunt, though the barker did stare at the hot, hard cock moving in and out, amazed her cunt was able to accept the full length of it.
Hell! He wanted in on this, too. There was no one else around at the moment, so there was no reason for him not to get a piece of the action-the action in this case being Mona.
Morty looked down at Mona, definitely all female under all that hair, and he felt more aroused than ever, because though she had been only ordinary-looking as a woman, as a kind of female werewolf, which was what she looked like, she was positively stunning. She still had the mind and the fears of a normal woman, even if her body looked more lupine than human at this point. Since the lower half of her was busy, he decided to use the upper half.
In her wantonly aroused state, Mona was only vaguely aware of the shift in position and the movement around her head and face. She felt the mattress sagging beneath her as the Tattooed Man continued pounding his hot, hard cock into the depths of her feminine kiln. The hot, hard, long cock continued slamming in with regularity.
She felt fingers suddenly fumbling with her mouth, trying to pry her lips apart, and at the same time a hand tried to twist her head sideways to face a cock sticking out of an open fly. Lord! It was a cock that easily matched that of the Tattooed Man who was fucking into her from behind. In fact, all pink, with a lilac head, it looked to be a little thicker, though no longer. Her eyes opened wide at the sight of the huge masculine root. She was able to see the thick base protruding from hairs that were sticking out of the fly as she heard the barker's heavy voice say, "Come on, come on, open up and put the old pecker solidly away in that hot mouth of yours." Then he pushed forward, and she felt the wet, spongy sensation of his penile tip pressing against her compressed lips.
It was both, too long and too thick to fit down her gullet. If he shoved that monstrosity into her throat, he would choke her to death, especially from this angle. Oh, no! She had no intention of sucking on that huge flesh spike.
"N-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o. . . . " she protested out loud, suddenly realizing he had no intention of backing off in spite of her shaking her head negatively.
She clamped her teeth tightly together and turned her face just enough to keep his penile point from pushing against her lips as she felt a seminal oil smear rub against her cheek. The man grabbed her face, yanked her again to face him, and rubbed his penis against her delineated lips.
"Sweetheart, you fuck and suck for the others, and you're going to do it for me," the barker insisted, hissing down at her.
He lifted her lovely, hairy face with the flat of his hand, pushing her forehead back by literally gripping the hairs on it and yanking upward, while his other hand gripped the hairs on her chin and pulled downward as he relentlessly began shoving his cock-head between the helpless girl's parted lips.
"You bite, and you'll be the only toothless wolf-lady around, 'cause starting tomorrow you get your own booth and you'll be billed as the Wolf-Lady," Adler told her.
Revolted by this show of force from the short, broad man, Mona mumbled and tried shaking her head free from his grasp, but he was not to be denied. Little by little she felt her lips slowly being forced apart, as if they were being pushed back against the sharpness of her teeth. She heard Morty Adler grunting and groaning above her as he cursed, while struggling with his penile head against her oral softness, until abruptly, as she received an extra hard lunge into her cunt from Rube, behind, her mouth opened wide in a gasp, giving Morty the chance he needed.
"Suck, bitch, suck!" he commanded, and from the pressure of her mouth he knew she was obeying his command.
Mona still didn't like the idea of being forced. After all this time she had sincerely believed herself capable of handling any penis in just about any manner. It disturbed her to learn she still had difficulty with the out-sized organs, and as a result she began struggling. It was like the first time all over again. Her mouth was being raped by this baker us it had been by Sy Reskin, who was now buried in Nebraska. All her struggles were useless as Adler quickened his strokes to match those of Rube, the Tattooed Man, fucking into her tight twat from behind. Neither man quite pulled his cock out all the way, always leaving the head inside and soaking for a moment before thrusting his penis forward, burying the full length of it in the moist shelter of her twin holes.
Mona closed her eyes, trying her best to fight off the humiliation she was feeling. She liked sex, gloried in it, in fact, and hated the idea that someone was sexually abusing her when she would have willingly done it anyway, given a proper amount of time.
The penis in her mouth slammed all the way in, the rubbery head hitting the back of her throat, then forcing its way into her esophagus and then even deeper. Each time it slammed forward, it felt like a cobra striking into her helpless body.
She knew, as she had always known, the only way to end all this was to bring these men to a satisfactory conclusion, making them both ejaculate and fill her body from either end with the hot, white, tasty, salty seminal fluid. So she tightened her lips consciously this time, nibbling on the penis in her mouth, as her cunt clenched all the more tightly around Rube's thrusting penis. She relaxed so completely, that thick as the penis in her throat was, it opened her gullet just enough to keep her from gagging. At the same time she felt the bouncing slam of his testicles against her chin, and her nostrils picked up the strong odor of his masculinity, causing the juices in the depths of her own body to bubble even more strongly.
Behind her, Rube felt his cock stiffening and thickening even more, building toward the end, and he began fucking his hard cock faster and deeper into the narrow vent of her vagina. Her quivering ass-cheeks were being mercilessly battered by the powering pressure of his driving cock as his hips slammed into them again and again. Once more he gripped her hipbones firmly, squeezing the jutting bones until the flesh beneath the hair almost stood out. He bared his lips back against his teeth as he stared down at her slender, bucking body, her head bobbing back and forth on the thrusting cock of Morty Adler. The heavy penis of the barker continued disappearing into her face, and each time his penile head sank into her gullet, he felt lightning chills shooting the full length of his shuddering spine.
"That's it! That's it! That's it!" the barker sputtered out loud, his eyes moving back and forth, watching the way her mouth absorbed his cock, then looking at the way her cunt absorbed the penis of the Tattooed Man.
Rube was also absorbed in the way she took in both penises at the same time. The sight stimulated him even more.
Mona worked in an erotic daze, feeling all wound up, angry at being forced, yet thrilled because of the sensations engendered by the throbbing length of the driving phallus. By now, the barker was kneeing his way onto the bed, sliding under her, and she no longer had to turn her head, but pumped her mouth straight down, willingly filling the shelter of her gullet with his massive thickness, aware if she was capable of taking this penis, then she was capable of taking a telephone pole into her gullet. The ravishment continued on and on, thrills invading her body at both ends, delight building higher and higher in spite of the fact that this had all started out against her will.
The saliva in her mouth intensified to the point where she wasn't able to swallow all of it, especially with the thickness of Morty's cock filling her gullet. The oiliness in her mouth became almost sticky, and she was aware of Morty, digging his heels into the bed beneath her as he strained his hips upward to the downward stroke of her mouth, coming closer and closer to his satisfaction. But more, the pressure of his cock in her gullet was also starting those little stars twinkling in her brain as his fingers curled in the hair on her head and forced her mouth to move even faster on the jutting thickness of his upward-thrusting phallus. On top of that, the movement of the cock in her aching cunt was sending her signals that she was due for her own climax back there, very shortly. If both these men were able to hold out a little bit longer, just a little bit longer, she would probably hit the top of the rainbow with a dual orgasm.
The battering penis in her mouth drove deeper, expanding and thickening, swelling inside her gullet until it once again threatened to cut off her air supply. She moaned pleadingly around the stiffened length as he pressed his phallus forward into the depths of her tonsils, as if trying to get the head of his cock to meet the tip of the penis thrusting into her cunt from behind.
Mona had never felt so utterly used, yet so totally thrilled in her entire life. It was debauchery, and she reveled in it. She sucked harder and harder with her tightly compressing lips, wriggling her quivering buttocks backward to end this unbearable torture as quickly as she was able . . . unbearable in the sense that she was at peak, and unable to quite go over the cliff of orgasm. Her head bobbed that much more quickly, her ass moved back and forth that much more swiftly, seething sparkles building in both her throat and her cunt, reaching toward each other like an electric circuit trying to close. Forgotten was the fact that she was being used. All that mattered was the fact that she was on the verge of orgasm, double orgasm, and she had to somehow or other reach it.
She had expected Rube, whose cock was in her cunt, to come first. After all, he had begun pounding into her long before Morty had walked in. But she became aware of the pulsations in Morty's cock, and knew her mouth would be flooded long before her cunt. But that was when the two electrical circuits in her body came together, and the dual orgasm totally overwhelmed her.
"GGGGG HHHHH AAAUUU CCCC HHHHHH WWWWWW RRRRRR GGGG LLLLLL PHHWWW UUUUUU CCCCC HHHHH GGGGLLLLLL AAAAA PHHHH HMMMMMM WWWW UUUUU PHHH-HHWWWW PHHHHHHH!" she gagged out as thrill after thrill invaded her body in two places, charging rampantly through her, making her shudder and bounce and bob that much faster. She came, came again, and came a third time, having dual orgasms all three times so that she actually enjoyed six climaxes.
The barker beneath her grabbed her head and pulled it straight down, filling her throat with the fullness of his mighty cock. She fought for breath as his wildly jerking penis expanded, and then, "OHH HHHHH.. . YYYYYY EEEEEA AAHHHH . . . GGG GGHHHH HHAAAA NNNNNN GGGGGG GHHHHHH . . . HHHHHA AAAAAU UUUUUW WWW AAA AAA-NNN NNGGGG GHHHHHH . . . UUU UUNNNN NNNGGG GGGHHH HHHHHH!" he bellowed as his wildly jerking cock spurted into the tight, wet warmth of her mouth, the smooth oiliness of his sperm running into her pharynx and setting off yet another orgasm inside her. The hot, sticky fluid went jetting down her throat into her belly, puddling in her stomach, and she swallowed hurriedly to keep up with the heavy outflow. Her cheeks puffed out, and for a moment she was afraid some of the semen would come leaking out and drip into her facial hairs. Then it would be murder trying to wash it all out, and everyone else would know what she had been doing. She sucked and swallowed rapidly, managing to drink it all down. Then finally it was over, the penis slowly but surely softening, deflating, losing its power as she sucked the last drops from the rubbery tip. She drank and drank and drank, continually pulling the fluid into her gullet. Her tongue swirled around the corona, picking up some residue, sucking it down as well. Sperm was something that enthralled Mona Kase. She was never able to get enough of it.
"HEEEEEERE IT COMMMES.. . . " he bellowed behind her, and then she was aware of his hot, hard cock spewing sperm spastically into the depths of her shuddering womb. "YYYYY AAAAAA IIII GGGGGG HHHHH AAAAA GGGGGG HHHH AAAA RRRRRR GGGG HHHHHH UUUUUU NNNNN GGGGG HHHHHH AAAAAA GGGGG HHHHH AAGGHH!"
There was a multitude of convulsive jerks of his battering pelvis against the hairy cushioned softness of her tantalizing ass-cheeks, and that was when Mona realized her capabilities. Though able to be satisfied with a single climax of any magnitude, she was equally capable of enjoying numerous, uncounted climaxes, her body able to withstand the series of heavy jolts to her heart and lungs. For even as Rube emptied his hard cock into her, she was aware of yet another emerging crisis as her loins surged with lewd and obscene abandon, flashes of thrilling delight charging through her plundered vagina as she began the biggest, most powerful orgasm of them all.
"HHHHH OOOOO WWWWWW AAAA UUUUUU GGGGGG HHHHH YYYAAAAA IIIIII YYYYY AAAAAA HHHHH UUUYYY NNNNNN GGGG HHHH AAAAAA UUUUU WWWWWW AAAAA AAAAIII YYYYY AAAAAA GGGGG HHHHHHH AAAAAA RRRR GGGG HHHHHH UUUUUU NNNNN GGGGGG HHHHHH AAAA WWWWWW AAAGGGGHHHHH!" she pleaded, feeling burning rushes of thrilling sensation sweeping through her quivering belly.
Totally out of control, she bucked back against his pistoning penis, squirming her flooding pussy tightly against the man's still-throbbing loins. God! The simple truth was, the thicker and longer they were, the better they were.
After what seemed like forever, she fell forward, and the limp penis of the Tattooed Man, once again only spelling MISS, fell out of her. She lay with her mouth pressed against Morty Adler's shrunken penis, and Morty knew if he was going to get it up for Magda later on, he didn't dare do anything more, now. Besides, he needed to renew his strength for the afternoon. They had two shows, an afternoon show, and an evening show.
Sliding out from beneath Mona, he turned her on her back and tucked his penis back in his fly while Rube dressed. The two men looked at Mona, noting the hair on her had become much thicker, actually growing while they had been fucking her. She would make one hell of an attraction.