Chapter 4
After what seemed like an eternity of driving upward and upward, the car at last passed through an opening in a thick screen of evergreen trees and onto level ground. Frankie slowed the car at once, rapping out an apparently prearranged signal on its horn: two short blasts, a longer one, another short. Even as he did so, Paula Green saw their final destination through the side window of the car; it was a rustic but expensive-looking two-storey log cabin affair, with white smoke curling lazily from a stone chimney at the south end.
They were slowing to a halt in front of the cabin's front door just as that door opened from within. A burly, bearded young man stood framed in the lighted doorway. He was stripped to the waist, wearing only blue jeans and scuffed cowboy boots as far as Paula could see. His eyes were somehow cold and forbidding as they locked with hers. Another young man, this one fair and clean shaven, peered over the first one's shoulder from inside the cabin.
Frankie and Marsha got out of the car quickly, calling cheerful greetings to the two men in the doorway. Frankie opened the back door of the car on Paula's side and motioned for her to get out. When she hesitated, he reached swiftly inside and seized her by one arm, dragging her out of the car so roughly that she fell to her knees on the soft grass, almost losing her grip on the blanket which she had now wrapped around her naked body to afford at least some modest protection and coverage.
As she rose slowly, hesitantly to her feet, Paula felt eyes upon her, and glancing toward the north end of the cabin, she now saw another young man standing amid some thick flowering shrubs there. Fading sunlight glinted wickedly on the revolver which he carried thrust into the waistband of his faded slacks.
"We always post a guard up here," Frankie said in answer to her unspoken question as he grasped her by the arm again and steered her commandingly toward the open cabin doorway. The two young men standing there stepped aside to let them enter.
"Who's your guest?" asked the bearded man as the door was closed firmly behind them.
Marsha snickered lewdly. "We, uh, haven't been introduced yet, Jeff," she answered. "At least not by name."
A ripple of lecherous laughter went up around the spacious room of the cabin, and Paula was surprised to hear another female voice lifted amid the general hilarity. Turning toward the massive stone fireplace, she saw a young, dark-haired girl sitting beside the hearth, watching her every move. The girl wore the predictable faded jeans, and a buckskin vest hanging open in front; she wore nothing under that vest, and the round inner curve of her milky-white breast flesh was blatantly exposed. Somehow, the sight seemed to rivet Paula's full attention for a long moment, in spite of the many other problems and dangers she had to face and contend with.
The brunette girl met Paula's stare with a mocking little smile, seeming to read her thoughts, to know her mind. "I like your outfit too, honey," she drawled, and as she spoke she leaned back to rest her back against the stone fireplace, the movement pulling her vest farther open in front and exposing the ripe thrusting swell of her young tits almost to her little hidden nipples.
Paula felt a strange stirring inside of herself as the nameless girl taunted her with her half-naked body, and a little flush of shame rose to her pale cheeks as that feeling brought back unwelcome memories of her earlier lesbian encounter with Marsha in the back of her car. She had very little time to worry about those budding feelings of perverse excitement, however, for her attention was suddenly being urgently demanded in other quarters.
"...and we thought we'd just bring her along for a little party while we were at it," Frankie was saying to the boy named Jeff and his light-haired companion. "No need to waste a great piece of ass, as far as I can tell."
"No reason at all, Frankie," the bearded boy answered thoughtfully, his eyes devouring Paula's shapely form and mentally stripping away the towel to leave her bare before his mind's eye. "No reason at all."
The girl at the fireplace broke into the conversation at that point. "Well, hell," she said in a lilting voice, sounding not-quite sober, "let's get this party started then!"
"Right!" Marsha echoed, her eyes greedy again as they roamed up and down Paula's barely-concealed naked torso. "I could use another dose of what Miss Prissy's got to offer."
"Easy, Marsh," Jeff said, taking instant control of the situation like the leader Paula had already judged him to be. "You and Wendy will get your turns, alright. Just don't be jumping the gun and forgetting your place."
The orders seemed to sober both girls at least slightly, but they kept their lust-glowing eyes fastened on Paula as the three young men led her across to the other side of the room and the couch situated there.
It would be more accurate to say that Paula found herself faced with a bed than a couch, for it was in fact the largest sofa she had ever seen in her life, long enough to seat eight or nine people without crowding, and with cushions so broad that when she sat down her legs were barely able to bend at the knees. She felt for all the world like a small child trying on her father's easy chair for size and finding it much too large for her.
Frankie sat down on one side of Paula, and the bearded boy named Jeff sat on the other. Even as they settled down onto the sofa, the girls, Wendy and Marsha, came quickly over and eased down onto the floor, sitting at her feet. Paula was instantly self-conscious of the fact that from their position they would very-likely be able to look up beneath the small towel which covered her, all the way to her bare, exposed little pussy mound.
Jeff's soft voice interrupted her fearful thoughts. "In case you're wondering about the, uh, luxurious accommodations," he began, "you might say they were, uh, left to us by a late, very generous benefactor. He doesn't need them anymore."
The half-serious explanation sent a new chill of fear racing along Paula's spine. She was instantly reminded of the death of the two horny truck drivers, and she felt certain that the former legitimate owner of the plush cabin had shared their cruel face. She began, all at once, to have very serious doubts about whether she would survive the coming ordeal.
Jeff and Frankie continued speaking to Paula, alternating as they took turns describing their hermitic life for her, but their words did not truly sink into the terrified young schoolteachers consciousness. She was far more aware of their creeping, insidious hands, already moving slowly, tauntingly up her bare thighs on either side to toy with the short hem of her covering towel. Already she could feel their hot, sweaty fingertips beginning to slide gingerly under that makeshift garment, inching methodically upward toward the vibrant, tremulous mound of her lightly-furred little cunt.
Jeff withdrew his hand before letting it reach its destination, bringing it swiftly up to cup the ripe swell of her left breast through-the soft, worn material of the towel. He began to knead and massage that pliant globe of flesh, all the time nuzzling and licking incitefully along the side of her soft throat nearest to him. At length, his mouth came to her tiny shell like ear, and Paula stiffened where she sat, quivering with cold passion, as his little tongue tip flicked out lightly to trace the outline of her inner ear. All the while, his strong hand continued to grope and fondle her breasts, until the cherry little nipples were thrusting out prominently and obviously from beneath the thin terry-cloth material of the towel.
No longer satisfied to merely caress her tits through the barrier of that makeshift covering, Jeff withdrew his hand and slowly, but with considerable hidden strength, drew aside her own hands from where they were gripping the towel together at the top. Unobstructed now, his own fingers returned to the towel, pulling it apart and spreading it wide with excruciating slowness until the pliant but firm cones of her pale naked tits were fully exposed to the gaze of everyone in the room.
Young Paula Green heaved a long, shuddering sigh of mingled humiliation and budding excitement. She was unable to either suppress or deny the tingling of incipient arousal which she felt in her large, taut breasts; her burning pink little nipples were standing out firm and rigid now from the round circles of her crinkled aureoles. Those nipples ached, the pleasurable pain accenting the heated sensation which was already spreading outward from her manhandled tits to envelope her whole upper body.
Jeff brought his big hands back to her breasts now that they were fully exposed, centering a rigid nipple in each hand palm and beginning to move his hands in grinding, inciteful circular motions that left Paula trembling and breathless with sudden flaring desire. Instinctively, almost unconsciously, she arched her supple spine, thrusting her tits tighter into his chafing, massaging palms of her own volition, striving against her own will and better judgment to increase the inciteful contact between hands and breasts. It looked, to the other viewers gathered there, as if the semi-nude teacher was actually offering her breasts to the bearded youth as some sort of living sexual sacrifice to the gods and goddesses of passion.
Even as she reluctantly began to savor the sensations flaring in her tingling, burning breasts, Paula felt Frankie's invading hand moving within striking range of her moist, clasping little cunt itself. With a final thrust of his arm he was there, forcing her pliant thighs wider apart with his other hand even as his fingers trapped and enfolded the mound of her tingling, needing little beaver. Holding her sex in his hand, cupped tightly in the warm confines of his palm, Frankie began to grind his hand slowly back and forth, deliberately igniting embers of raw sensual passion which Paula soon found that she could neither extinguish nor even control in the slightest degree.
The young teacher's limbs began to tremble, and her excited breath was coming in chest-heaving little pants now as she felt herself slipping once more under the unwholesome, evil spell of her sexual assailants. For all the alarms and loud warnings blared out by the voice of her conscience, there was nothing whatever that Paula could do to refute or deny the irresistible desire that those eager, probing hands were inciting in her captive naked body.
Jeff's hands upon her quivering breasts had become firmer, more demanding, and Frankie was in the process of curling one long finger upward and between the pouting nether lips of her cunt, when Paula, to her mingled horror and arousal, was assailed from yet another quarter at the same time. Suddenly, and without prior warning, she trembled to the sensation of a hot wet mouth being plastered against the fluttering flesh of her flat little belly, a mere inch or two above the tiny indentation of her navel.
Paula's half-closed eyes snapped wide open once again, and she stared down the naked curves of her body to behold a sight that repelled, fascinated and aroused her, all at the same instant of time.
Wendy, the dark-haired girl from beside the fireplace, was leaning forward across Paula's knees now, using both hands to spread Paula's now-useless towel wide apart as she plastered her hungry mouth against the luscious nudity displayed within. The girl's long, black hair fanned out in graceful swirls across Paula's naked belly, loins and thighs, adding an inciteful little tickle to the other panoply of erotic sensations which she was being grudgingly forced to accept. She saw that the girl had shed her buckskin vest completely now and was nude to the waist; the chafing of Wendy's rigid and excited nipples against her own naked legs gave Paula Green a new and added extra tingle of excitement.
A struggle of sorts seemed to be developing between the four lecherous young people. Jeff had his hands full at the moment with her proudly straining tits, while Frankie was busy with her cunt and Wendy was sliding her hot, wet mouth and tongue hither and yon around Paula's belly. Each of them was rather blocking the other from progressing to any other form of foreplay, however, and in the crush of humanity centered the nude young teacher, Marsha, the lecherous little blonde, had been totally unable to find any space or access at all.
As if under the power of mental telepathy, Jeff and Frankie suddenly and together withdrew their hands from Paula's trembling, excited body. A little moan of confusion and frustration rose in her throat, but vanished as the men seized her, manhandling her off of the couch and down onto the carpet floor at their feet. Then, without making any immediate move to join her there, the quartet gathered around, staring down at naked young Paula as she lay, totally exposed there, on her back.
"Ladies first," Jeff said at last, with a note of wry reluctance in his voice. Frankie made no move to dispute his leader's ruling, while Wendy and Marsha giggled with budding ecstasy at the prospect of having Paula's luscious naked body all to themselves for at least a short while.
Paula, in her state of mounting excitement and sexual distraction, did not notice that the other blonde boy, who had greeted them with Jeff at the door, made no move to join the orgy as it rapidly shaped up into a sexual free-for-all. Rather, he stood apart, watching the advancing proceedings with a vaguely disturbed and uncomfortable expression on his handsome young face.
Marsha and Wendy wasted no time in positioning themselves for their assault upon Paula's reclining naked body. In fact, they moved so swiftly and surely, with such apparently practiced precision, that one still-rational corner of Paula's mind told her they must have had considerable experience in similar situations before. Dark-haired Wendy was suddenly crouching directly above Paula's flushed and panting face, looking down the length of the young teacher's body toward her tremulous loins. At the same time, blonde young Marsha had taken up an identical squatting position above Paula's lightly-furred little pussy mound, facing toward where Wendy crouched above the naked teacher's face. It had not even occurred to the lust-befuddled young Paula to notice it before that moment, but she now saw that both of the young outlaw women were totally naked, having apparently stripped down without delay while Jeff and Frankie were lifting her off of the couch and onto the floor.
The two young women, Marsha and Wendy, looked each other in the eyes for a long moment, and then, as if on the sounding of some inaudible signal from above, they both lowered their hips, spreading their thighs wider apart as they crouched down lower on top of Paula's prostrate nude form. At one end, this brought the softly curling pubic hair of Marsha's cunt into contact with the young teacher's own naked vaginal crest, and at the other, it brought the pink little slit of Wendy's warm, moist vagina to within a half-inch of Paula's panting, slightly-open little mouth.
Staring up into the cyclopic eye of Wendy's wet and excited little twat, Paula Green had no slightest doubts about what the curvaceous young brunette expected of her; she clearly wanted the same sort of oral, perverted lesbian lovemaking which Marsha had grudgingly forced from Paula during the long drive to the cabin. The captive schoolteacher steeled her mind to resist, praying for the strength to fight off the erotic temptation which she already felt growing inside of her, but at that very moment something else happened to further undermine her righteous determination.
The pressing contact of Marsha's naked cunt against Paula's had suddenly increased in both strength and intensity. The curvaceous, naked blonde had begun to slidea grind her cuntal mound back and forth against the already-tingling lips of the young teacher's pussy, moving her hips in slow, sinuous and inciteful rotary grinding motions that fairly set Paula's captive little pussy on fire with unwelcome embers of passion. It seemed that each new stroke of Marsha's grinding, chafing pelvis forced Paula's tight little cuntal labia farther apart, bringing the tinglingly erectile little pleasure bud of her tiny clitoris into ever-greater conjunction with the lips of her sexy attackers bare pussy. Soon, Paula knew, she would feel the jangling, electrifying contact of clit against clit, and she was not at all certain as to whether or not her firm mental resolve could withstand such shattering temptation.
Inhaling the heady aroma of Wendy's cunt so close above her face, Paula could feel herself slipping ever closer to the brink of total sensual abandonment which she so dreaded and feared at that moment. She hated the thought of giving in to the lewd and lecherous lesbian assault of those two naked young women, but under the circumstances, considering the state of her own rapidly advancing arousal, there seemed to be little or no hope for long continuing her resistance.
Both of the naked young women crouching above Paula's recumbent form had a hand active on her luscious naked body, taking turns in massaging her tits, belly and loins for maximum inciteful effect. Their other hands were active upon each other, going through the same arousing paces as they taunted and teased each other's tingling erectile nipples and dipped lower to sweep across heaving bellies and palpitating crotches. The three-way lesbian interaction now required only one element for completion, and that was the active cooperation, however reluctant, of young Paula Green as the third partner in the triangle.
That grudging cooperation was finally forced from the young female hostage as the naked brunette thrust her pelvis more forcefully downward, now completely covering Paula's little nose and mouth with the furry slit of her wet and steamy vagina. For a brief instant Paula was afraid that she would be suffocated by that sensual muff, but soon she realized that she could in fact breathe quite easily if only she relaxed.
Slowly, experimentally, Paula's nimble little tongue slipped out from between her pearly white teeth almost of its own volition, against her conscious will, trailing and teasing along the slit between Wendy's swollen cuntal labia. The brunette crouching over her face stiffened reflexively, a little gasp of grateful passion and lust forced from her tight throat by the intensity of the sensation which Paula's timid licking aroused. Almost at once Wendy's hips and pelvis were in fluid, undulating motion, sliding her cunt back and forth to accent and complement the sliding motions of the invading little tongue tip that she craved so badly.
At first, young Paula Green could scarcely believe that she was actually lying there and licking the exposed cunt of a girl she had met only moments earlier, but there was simply no denial or turning back from the storm of multiple erotic sensations raging through her body at that moment. There was the heady aroma and vaguely earthy flavor of Wendy's vagina as she tracked her tingling little tongue ever more rapidly along its length, supping of the warm female moisture that flowed there. At the same time, there was the inciteful action of Wendy's and Marsha's hands upon Paula's naked torso, teasing and kneading her breasts into quivering fleshy cones alive with erotic tension and excitement. Finally, and most convincingly powerful of all at that precise moment, there was the constant arousing, chafing contact of Marsha's hot, naked cunt against the captive schoolteacher's own straining, hungry little twat. The combined effect of those multiple stimuli was nearly enough at that moment to drive Paula Green around the bend of sensual insanity, and at the very least it was guaranteed to keep her tingling little tongue tip in action along the sweet-smelling valley of dark-haired Wendy's tight little pussy.
All the while that they were receiving their cuntal arousal and satisfaction from the young woman lying prostrate between their splayed thighs, Wendy and Marsha were also becoming more wrapped up in their manual advances toward each other. Their little tingling nipples, Marsha's pink ones and Wendy's tan, were quiveringly erect and fairly bursting with the intensity of their sensual excitement. Fingers flew like lightning from breast to breast, and finally, in their intense arousal the young girls withdrew their free hands from Paula's writhing torso, devoting their full manual attention for the moment to the heated stimulation of their own straining, pulsating tits.
Sighing and moaning with rapidly accelerating arousal, Wendy leaned forward from the waist, careful to leave her tight little cunt in place atop Paula's sucking mouth, and planted a deep, probing kiss upon Marsha's waiting lips. The lithe young blonde responded in kind, her agile tongue flicking out to join Wendy's in quite an exciting little oral ballet of passion. The sweet breath of the two young lesbian lovers mingled hotly, their mutual sobbing moans of passion and desire muted in the cave of each other's mouths and throats.
The two boys seated on the huge sofa were fairly panting with lust as they watched the three naked women on the floor performing in a lewd little show for their voyeuristic pleasure. Both young men were nude now, having divested themselves rapidly of all clothing as soon as they had turned Paula over to their female partners in abduction. Now they were both masturbating slowly, almost idly, keeping their eyes glued on the lustful scene being enacted there on the at their feet. Their fucking, pumping fists moved slowly, cautiously, for they were being very careful only to arouse themselves to a fever pitch, but not to explode in draining, depleting orgasm prematurely.
Of the six people present then in the large, warm living chamber of the stony cabin, only the anonymous young man beside the door remained fully undressed and totally uninvolved in the lusty action taking place. He stood apart, detached from the inciteful little scene, his eyes darting from the couch to the trio on the floor and back again, his expression of disapproval and distaste deepening by the moment.
None of the three young women were presently conscious of either that lone disapproving stare, or of the hungrier, more avid glares their antics were drawing from the two naked young men on the couch nearby. The girls were by now totally caught up in their own active sexual involvement, caring for nothing but the pleasure and excitement they were giving each other, craving nothing save the explosive release which was now uppermost on all their young minds.
Young Paula Green was once more totally caught up in an act of perverted sensuality which had been initially forced upon her by cruel and lecherous strangers. There was no time to ponder her seemingly extreme vulnerability to the slightest sexual advance. Rather, she now had time and a mind only for the pursuit of a rocking, reeling orgasm which, hopefully, would leave she and her two lesbian partners drained and sated, totally, completely limp with intense sexual satisfaction.
Paula's licking and sucking of Wendy's hot, excited cunt, was becoming more animated and active by the moment. Already the young naked captive was swirling her darting little tongue up and down the moist coralline slit of her tormentor's cunt, flicking the tip all around the clasping rubbery mouth of Wendy's vaginal channel itself, then sweeping onward and upward to flay the erectile little pleasure node of the nude brunette's clitoris. At the same moment, Paula was fairly inhaling great mouthfuls of soft, tender cuntal flesh, sucking and gnawing greedily on the lips and inside of Wendy's pussy in a manner which left the dark-haired outlaw girl moaning and writhing in near-helpless arousal and lust.
Below, in the region of her own cunt, Paula was receiving spasms of the most intense erotic excitement, a pleasure which she would previously have said was impossible from the mere rubbing and chafing of one naked female pussy against another. The proof was in the arousal she felt, however, and there could be no denying the intense feelings which Marsha's wet and dripping little cunt were provoking as it scraped and ground tightly against Paula's upward straining vaginal mound.
Paula's hips went into action seemingly on her own, her tight little buttocks lifting upward off the carpet and swirling her hips in time to the exciting chafing motions of Marsha's own pelvic girdle. A mewling cry of passion rose in Paula's mouth and was just as quickly lost in the hot, steamy depths of Wendy's hungry little cunt, as she at last surrendered herself entirely and without further reservations to the irresistible erotic sensations sweeping over her like some hot and sensual tidal wave of lust.
The three nude and glistening, sweat-coated bodies of the straining young women moved almost as one, rocking back and forth with a fluid rhythm and singleness of mind and purpose that was almost poetic to behold. Each one moved, writhed and undulated her curvaceous young form in perfect unity with the others, no tongue, hand or cunt ever missing a single beat as they strummed out their soundless symphony of desire and lust on one another's nude torsos. The wet sounds of sliding flesh, slipping fingers and sucking, lapping mouths filled the expansive living room of the luxurious vacation cabin with an arousing cacophony of sensual noises.
Paula's hands and arms flailed wildly, uncontrollably upward and outward, all about her. Everywhere her hands came to rest, it seemed, her fingers met another erogenous area on the sweating, straining bodies of her two nude young lovers. She twisted and tugged at their erectile little nipple buds with sensual ferocity, igniting spasms of pleasure-pain in the captured tits of both Wendy and Marsha.
At the same time, the two girls crouching over her kept their excited mouths locked tightly together in a deep, smoldering soul kiss, and their hands were-likewise active on their own tits and upon Paula's. Together, the lusty little trio seemed to have devised the perfect erotic symbiosis of rutting, sucking lesbian pleasure.
With emotions and sensations of such magnitude and intensity at work inside the writhing bodies of each young female, there could be no serious thought of prolonging their mutual ecstasy indefinitely. Already Paula Green could feel the familiar pre-orgasmic tension mounting in the tingling cleft between her young ass cheeks, and her two homosexual lovers were both in very similar conditions of near-explosion. They rocked together there on the carpeted floor, poised on the very razor-edged brink which separates total, fulfilling explosion from total frustration and despair, each and every member of the sweating, lustful trio determined to fall on satisfaction's side of that invisible erotic borderline of the mind.
Paula felt her every muscle and tendon taut and straining, each fairly standing out like steel cords beneath the smooth tanned satin of her skin. She writhed and tossed beneath the fleshy arches of the thighs which held her loosely captive on the floor, her pelvis bucking and fucking upward to keep her cunt in continual grinding contact with Marsha's vaginal slit, and her head lolling feverishly from side to side as she sought to gnaw and suck every square inch of Wendy's exposed, hungry loins all at the same time. From the waist down, Paula's vibrant nude body seemed to have been dipped in liquid fire, and every aroused nerve ending was suddenly telegraphing the most welcome massage that total explosive climax was on the way.
Young Paula Green left her orgasm beginning like the first small tremors of a massive earthquake, almost imagined rather then actually felt, but growing definitely stronger and more demanding by the second. Suddenly she was there, at the brink and then over it in one swirling, dizzying plunge, seeming to spin head downwards into the multi-colored vortex which is the pit and pinnacle of complete and gratifying sexual climax. Her body arched and writhed in convulsions of sexual frenzy, her throat straining as she mewled a nonstop series of panting, gasping cries into the deaf ear of Wendy's sucking, clasping vagina.
Almost at the same instant that Paula Green crossed that invisible mental boundary into the never-never land of sweet sensual oblivion, Wendy and Marsha exploded simultaneously above her. Their hands scrabbled and clawed madly for holds on each other's straining tits, fingernails leaving red streaks, the pain of which was as nothing in the ecstasy of the instant. They rocked and pumped back and forth, intertwining tongues dancing and dueling, arms tightening about each other as they sobbed and whimpered their joy and relief into each other's hot little mouths.
Finally, as that mutual three-way climax reached its searing, almost unbearable peak, all three of the young women went suddenly, totally rigid, bodies contorted and straining into the final second of ecstasy. It was as if each girl in turn, acting simultaneously though independently, had sought to wring out her body and nervous system, extracting the last gasp and twitch of sensual pleasure before collapsing back upon the soft carpeting into total limp exhaustion, there to bask in the super-heated after-flow of sensual desire.
The moment gradually passed, the tidal wave of lust slowly breaking and subsiding in each and every one of the lithe bodies locked together there on the floor. Almost as one, just as they had stiffened, the young women now visibly relaxed, almost sagging as it were into postures of relaxation and repose.
The three lust-drained young women had scarcely begun to disentangle themselves when Jeff and Frankie left their positions on the plush sofa nearby, moving down onto the floor as if to join the trio and make it a quintet. In truth, however, the two naked and horny young men had absolutely no intention of coupling with Wendy or Marsha at that moment. Instead, the full attention of their minds and their erectile, lurching cocks was focused single-mindedly upon the naked, prostrate form of young Paula Green.
Paula herself was so totally drained and emotionally exhausted by the sensually traumatic experience she had just undergone that she simply lay there on the soft warm carpeting of the floor, eyes closed and naked breasts heaving in time with her panting breath as she sought to recover some vestige of her lost self-control and composure. She did not notice the two naked males moving up beside her on their knees. In fact, she had no knowledge of their presence until they touched her, Jeff stroking the inside of her naked thigh with his fingertips while Frankie leaned forward to envelop one still-rigid nipple in his hungry oral cavity.
"Please, not again," Paula murmured tiredly, clearly thinking that Wendy and Marsha were coming back for more of the same. When her eyes opened to behold the naked men bending over her, however, she gave a little start, recoiling and gasping her surprise at the sight of their now-nude bodies and jutting, blood-engorged cocks wobbling there over her recumbent naked body. She might have tried to escape except that she was simply too exhausted from her recent shattering orgasms, and in any case, there was nowhere for her to go.
Paula Green would theoretically have liked to resist the tempting erotic sensations which the sight and touch of those two naked men inspired in her, but even as they laid hands and mouths upon her moist, succulent body she still lingered in the warm nether world of sexual afterglow, a perfect victim for any efforts to rekindle the embers of sensual desire inside. Even though her mind cried out weakly for her to fend off the advances of those men who so plainly meant to possess her sexually, she lacked at that moment both the physical strength and the mental determination to put up a fight. She was still simply too much aroused by her experience with Wendy and Marsha, and in one increasingly wanton corner of her young mind, she found herself actually anticipating some good honest fucking with a man, or pair of men, after the previous homosexual experience she had undergone with the two girls.
Frankie and Jeff, of course, were only too glad to accommodate her in that regard. Frankie was already busy sucking and nibbling at the excited cones of her ripe, firm tits, teasing and taunting her tingling little nipple nodes into ever greater arousal and erection while electrifying sensations enveloped Paula's trembling upper torso. At the same time, Jeff, tiring of merely caressing the moist naked flesh of her inner thighs, had shifted his position, pulling her slim legs wide apart with his powerful hands and moving around until he was actually kneeling between them, his lowered head less than a foot above the fur-covered mound of Paula's succulent, waiting cunt.
Paula scarcely noticed him there, crouching above her naked little pussy mound like a lion waiting to pounce upon its prey, until he forcibly attracted her attention to her most sensitive erogenous zone. Ducking his head forward, Jeff brought his face to within a couple of inches of her cunt, bringing his hands inward at the same time to pry her pouting cuntal labia apart with deft, sure fingertips. The entire succulent valley of the young teacher's pink little pussy was now exposed before the greedy, lecherous eyes of the bearded young outlaw.
Paula trembled helplessly under the multiple stimuli of Frankie tonguing and sucking her nipples, while below the cool air of the room and Jeff's own hot breath mingled to provoke bizarre and exciting sensations in the wide-spread slit of her once-virginal vagina. She quivered ceaselessly, like a woman caught in the grip of some deadly tropical fever, but at the same time she knew that her affliction had a very simple and satisfying cure. She needed more sex; to be driven and lashed on to bigger and better orgasms was at that moment the naked young teacher's one and only desire.
Thrilled with passion as he crouched there, inhaling the heady female aroma of the naked captive's moist, waiting little pussy, Jeff found that he could no longer contain or restrain himself and his passion. His head thrust rapidly forward like a stroking serpent, his bared teeth digging into the succulent coralline flesh of Paula's cunt while his agile tongue went into blazing action along that wet slit, flicking rapidly here and there like the hand of an erotic metronome.
Paula stiffened with a spasm of uncontrolled desire as Jeff's darting, laving tongue teased first around the crinkled little mouth of her vaginal channel itself, then swept on to blissfully torment the erectile little pleasure node of her clitoris. The smoldering embers left over from her ever-so-recent lesbian orgasms were now immediately fanned into bright roaring flames of lust once again, causing her hips and pussy to take up an involuntary little humping, fucking rhythm of their own and on their own volition.
Jeff was immediately encouraged by the naked young woman's instinctive response to his sucking and licking of her cunt. He at once redoubled his efforts, speeding up the taunting action of his tongue and using his sucking lips and scraping, gnawing teeth to even greater effect on the moist pink flesh lining her tight inner pussy. Again and again his tongue returned to the tightly-crinkled eye of her vagina, probing further and more demandingly on each erotic visitation until the naked young teacher's entire body was literally aflame with livid desire, trembling with the fierce, raging intensity of her passion.
Meanwhile, Frankie's hands and mouth were having a very similar erotic effect on Paula's naked, straining young breasts. It felt as if her tinglingly erectile little nipple buds might literally explode at any instant, so immediate and intense were the sensations of sensual delight which the boy's taunting, tormenting tongue and fingers were provoking there. Paula felt as if her heaving breasts were on fire with the licking, searing flames of lust. Her breath came in excited little pants, burning in her throat, making her feel dizzy as if she was about to faint dead away.
Jeff and Frankie were naturally enjoying having the naked young teacher at their sexual command, but they were by no means content with supplying her with erotic pleasures while receiving so little themselves in return. Accordingly, with almost a single mind they immediately determined to turn the tables, so to speak, making sure that each and every member of the new lusty little triad should get his or her just sexual desserts.
As if on cue, moving in unison, Jeff and Frankie withdrew their mouths and hands from Paula's hotly trembling erogenous zones. They rocked back on their naked haunches, looming over her prostrate form for a moment before the effect of their sudden withdrawal fully dawned upon their female captive. When she realized at last that the delightful tongues and fingers were no longer teasing and pleasing her panting young body, Paula's eyes snapped wide open to discover the reason for her recent frustration. There was no restraining the little groan of sexual disappointment which rose unbidden in her throat, signaling her panting need more clearly than any words.
"Wha ...what ...why did you stop?" she asked them both haltingly, her eyes shifting from one naked young man to the other in search of answers to that puzzle.
They made no verbal answer, but rather laid hands upon her again, grasping her firmly by the hips and shoulders as they first rolled her over unceremoniously onto her stomach, and then lifted her up about two feet off the floor, holding her suspended in the air there until she got the idea and finally supported herself on wobbly hands and knees. Resting there at last on all fours, watching Frankie move directly in front of her face at the same time that Jeff disappeared behind her, hidden from sight behind her plump little ass, Paula released a little sigh of coming contentment. She now felt that she knew exactly what the young men had in mind, and she could raise no serious voice of moralistic disapproval as mental images of her earlier sucking-and-fucking party with the two truckdrivers in just that same position flooded her mind.
Indeed, there was nothing in the early advances of the two young men to let Paula think that they had anything else in mind than fucking her cunt while she eagerly sucked off the other's long hot cock. Already Frankie was guiding his rigid penis, so familiar to her already, to within inches of her slightly-open lips, gripped tightly in one white-knuckled fist. At the same time, Paula could feel the moist, warm glans of Jeff's rigid member swaying and tickling idly against the smooth backs of her firm young thighs, just below the under-swing of her ripe young ass cheeks as they were offered up to him as a living, fleshy sacrifice of lust.
Through narrowed eyes, young Paula Green peered out at the serpent-like penile shaft swaying and bobbing so near to her perspiring, lust-blushing face. As Frankie guided it ever nearer to her mouth, finally letting the purple, helmet-shaped glans make the slightest tingling contact with her sensuous lower lip, a long, powerful ripple of passion passed through the kneeling woman's nude young body.
Tentatively, experimentally, Paula let her pink little tongue tip curl lightly out from between her parted white teeth. She did so without serious preoccupying sensations of guilt or shame, knowing from her experience earlier that afternoon that the sucking and licking of a rigid male cock was not inherently ugly or distasteful, but could actually be quite arousing and satisfying if taken in the right spirit. At the same time, she also consoled the more puritanical side of her nature with the rationalization that she would not have been physically able to resist for long in any case, so complete was the grip of powerful, all-consuming lust upon her feverish body and mind.
Lightly, tauntingly, Paula Green flicked the soft little tip of her tongue along the fluted underside of Frankie's blood-engorged cock head. His response was emphatic and immediate, evidenced by a lurching jump of his cock that saw it grow another full half inch in length, and by a sudden stiffening of his entire young body that had the hot breath wheezing from between his tightly-clenched teeth. His hips bucked impulsively forward, almost slamming the cum-and-saliva-slickened tip of his cock between Paula's lips and teeth by sheer brute force.
There was no need for such coercive force, however, for by this time in her ongoing abduction and seductions, the naked young hostage was more than happily willing to participate in the avid sucking of his lust-stiffened penis. Her mouth was already opening into a tight oval, with warm lips stretched over white, sharp teeth to insure the protection of his invading, sensitive member. She took him gladly into her hot little oral cavity, sucking in only the head at first and holding it there as she sought to lick and suck away every viscous trace of his slowly-seeping pre-ejaculate fluid, savoring the slightly salty flavor of that leaking jism.
Frankie could hardly believe what was happening to him, the raging erotic sensations which the young teacher was willingly, even eagerly inflicting upon his thrusting, probing organ with her sensuous, sliding little tongue. He fought to hold his breath as the overwhelming sensations struck him like a sensual tidal wave, but as the kneeling young woman drew ever more of his tingling, burning organ into her tightly clasping mouth, he found himself fighting a losing battle with his own powerful lust. His hips began to surge forward and backward, helping her take more and more of his prick in her mouth and throat with each reaming, skewering thrust of his pelvis. And she seemed to welcome that lewd penile invasion of her mouth, relaxing and opening her throat muscles until she took his cock in to the maximum possible depth, feeling his blunt glans butting at last against her soft little palate.
They were locked together there, mouth against loins, each in their own way savoring the sensations born out of that erotic connection; the young man quivering and gasping with passion, the woman sucking and slavering along the fat girth of his penis in a near-frenzy of sensual delight.
Jeff, meanwhile, had contented himself for several moments with merely watch the lecherous interplay between Frankie and the young woman. Finally, feeling the sensual heat in his cock and the grinding ache in his testicles mounting toward the verge of sheer erotic agony, he took his thick penile shaft firmly in hand and guided its blunt tip into tingling, burning conjunction with Paula's hot and wanting loins.
The captive young teacher felt another rippling spasm of passion sliding up and down her supple backbone as Jeff's cock head teased lightly around the fur-lined lips of her gaping little cunt, setting off jangling alarm bells of arousal in the back of her skull. She could feel her own viscous feminine lubrication flowing freely, easing the way for the penile invasion of her tight little cunt which she expected to feel momentarily. She was surprised, however, when the young man did not thrust his rigid organ into her aching, wanting body at once, but rather continued his teasing, chafing strokes, finally guiding his prick up and away from her hot little gush completely to slide the wet glans along the tight cleft of her virginal little ass.
There was something disturbing, and yet undeniably arousing, in the caress of that velvety cock tip along the slit of Paula's ass. She could not mentally define the concern and unease which that most intimate touch inspired in her, and in the passionate heat of the moment she was not really inclined to pause and give thought to such philosophical considerations. For the moment, it was enough simply to know that the feelings transmitted by that probing male organ to her burning rectum and environs was predominantly pleasurable, and she was more than willing to simply savor it while it lasted.
Jeff, for his part, was intensely gratified that the naked young woman accepted his initial, experimental cock probing of her ass cleft with such apparent equanimity. Thus far there was no slightest show or thought of resistance on her part, and he let his cock-guiding hand become ever bolder as time passed, finally poking and probing with the thick glans of his penis right up against the crinkled little ring of her rubbery anal sphincter.
Paula was trembling violently now from the renewed combination of erotic sensations possessing her curvaceous young body. She rocked gently back and forth on her hands and knees, assisting Jeff in his penile massage of her widely-splayed ass now, alternately thrusting her ass against the probing tip of his penile shaft and then withdrawing it teasingly once more. She was getting into the spirit of the sensual little byplay, and loving every second of it.
Jeff continued his inciteful penile massage of Paula Green's tremulous little ass for a bit longer, allowing her to savor the delicious sensations emanating from her tight little rectum in all their intensity. At the same time, he was well aware of the rapt pleasure she was deriving from the act of licking and sucking the fat pole of Frankie's rampaging young cock simultaneously. Her responses to the sexual assaults being inflicted upon her willing young body were far surpassing the wildest dreams of either young man, driving them on and avidly encouraging them to take more and wilder liberties with her curvaceous, luscious body.
Frankie was reaming his long, hard penis in and out of Paula's clasping, sucking little mouth with a speed and force equivalent to that he might have adopted if pounding his meat into her naked and yielding vagina. Surprisingly, Paula found that she had little or no difficulty in assimilating the bulk of his driving, thrusting organ into her little mouth and throat, even beginning to savor the rhythmic pounding which her palate and the back of her throat were receiving from his pummeling glans.
Seizing the golden opportunity as it presented itself to him, Jeff now began urging the fat tip of his cock with ever more insistency against the tightly closed ring of Paula's virginal anal sphincter. He did not immediately exert such force that he might risk alarming the naked young woman, but rather timed and paced his strokes to seem as if he was merely continuing the same inciteful massaging of her rectum and surrounding areas which Paula had already so obviously accepted. He waited, biding his time, until the very slit-eyed tip of his penis was centered against the tiny opening of her virginal asshole, poised for the thrust which would impale and skewer her to the very core of her being.
Timing his move to coincide with one of Paula's rapid backward-thrusting motions, Jeff thrust his own pelvis forward to meet her, grinding the thick head of his penis firmly into her clasping little rubbery rectum to the depth of about an inch. He was seized by an immediate spasm of lusty trembling as her rectal passage instantly molded itself to the contours of his glans like the grip of a hot velvet glove.
Paula quivered and writhed with the agony of that sudden and totally unexpected invasion of her virginal little asshole. Every nerve ending in her lower body seemed to be suddenly on fire with the most incredible, mind-bending sheets of blinding agony imaginable. She twisted her head sharply, sliding Frankie's cock entirely out of her mouth as she felt an inarticulate scream welling up in her suddenly-constricted throat, threatening to choke her.
"Aaarrggghhh!! Jesus, no, please!" she cried in mortal pain, trembling and undulating her hips in a frantic effort to escape from that probing, fleshy invader.
The blessed relief and escape which Paula sought at that moment was obviously impossible, however, for Jeff had firmly gripped the ripe swell of her womanly hips in his powerful hands, holding her little ass firmly in place and totally at his mercy as he slowly, inexorably squirmed his pelvis forward, worming his cock deeper and deeper into her clasping, throbbing rectum a half-inch at a time.
"Christ, please stop!" Paula cried, fairly shrieking now in the extremity of her pain and degradation. "I can't take anymore, not there! You're tearing me apart! Uuugghh!! You're killing meee!! ! "
"Bullshit!" Jeff hissed, his once-soft voice taking on a sudden vicious tone of selfishness. "You'll survive, and love it! In a little while you'll be begging for it and loving it like you've never loved anything in your life!"
The bearded young man had no breath to waste on further conversation, so intent was he on sinking his massive pole of cockflesh to the very fur-lined hilt in the sobbing young woman's once-virginal rectum. Nothing could dissuade him from his goal, regardless of how loudly she sobbed and cried out her weepy pleas for mercy, nor how strongly she struggled to break free from his grip and the cruel impalement of her little asshole.
Frankie sat back and watched the sadistic spectacle for a long moment, surprised to feel his excited penis growing into ever greater dimensions as he stood witness to the ultimate pain and degradation of the woman who had so recently been sucking and licking his naked cock. With eyes narrowed by the intensity of lust he watched the ruddy blush of passion spreading upward over Paula's writhing naked body, starting with the plump, wide-spread mounds of her nude buttocks and fanning outward from there, slowly but inevitably swallowing her entire torso with its creeping tide of color.
With a last sudden shove, Jeff hilted his cock in the elastic sheath of Paula's wide-stretched little asshole, gritting his teeth and swallowing a low growl of lust as his pubic bone made final grinding contact with her tailbone at that angle. He knew that he was totally possessing her now, probing into her once-chaste little rectum as far as it was possible for a man to go, searching out the very core of her soul and being. The thought excited him so much that after a very few seconds of rest he at once began to withdraw his penis from that clinging sheath again, sliding it back into open air in preparation for yet another skewering thrust.
Paula pounded on the thick carpeting with clenched, helpless fists of rage as she felt the thick, rendering cock being slowly pulled back from the burning channel of her rectum. It felt as if the insides of her bowels were being dragged and sucked outward with that cock, tearing her inside-out as if to leave a mere hollow shell of her lower abdomen behind. She gritted her teeth, grinding them together and moaning ceaselessly in agony while big tears of pain and humiliation streamed down her cheeks in a watery flood.
"God, please!! " she sobbed at last, her voice weaker now as she felt the big cock almost entirely out of her asshole, unquestionably posed on the verge of a second thrust which would impale her even more violently than had the first. "Please no, I beg of you! Dddooo-nnntttttt!! ! "
Jeff paid her no heed, suddenly driving his cock and pelvis rapidly, rhythmically forward once more, impaling Paula to the core and forcing a startled little bleat of pain from her lips in the process. He did not wait for her body to relax this time, but immediately began sliding his long dick back out of her asshole, readying it for another thrust, and another, and another.
Around the third or fourth burning drive into her ass, Paula was stunned to find that the severe pain in her ravaged little rectum had eased up appreciably. In fact, the longer that Jeff kept up his reaming, driving penile thrusts into her ass, the less the former pain seemed to bother the naked young teacher. She arched her back slowly, willing herself to relax and accommodate that fleshy male invader, hoping and praying that by at least grudging cooperation she might be able to eliminate the vicious rectal pain altogether.
Almost at once Paula Green found that her cooperative technique was imminently successful. The agony in her asshole disappeared almost at once, to be replaced first by a blessed numbness, and then by a sensual numbness of sorts that might almost have been considered a pleasant under different circumstances. That warm, almost comforting glow increased with time, seeming to spread and intensify now with each and every driving inward thrust of Jeff's ass-fucking cock shaft.
At the same time that she was puzzling over the unusual cessation of discomfort in her cruelly-violated little rectum, Paula was further distracted from another quarter. Frankie, no longer content merely to watch the erotic love-play of Jeff and his hopelessly impaled naked captive, was once more guiding his turgid penis into conjunction with her panting, open mouth.
The memories of how his penis had tasted and felt in her mouth only moments earlier kindled renewed stirrings of lust in Paula's aching loins, sounding the death knell of the pain in her asshole once and for all.
There was no question of doubting now; the sensations being produced by the prick driving in and out of her asshole were definitely pleasurable in nature, and the relief of that discovery brought a warm glow of potential satisfaction to Paula's entire naked form.
Again, tentatively, she welcomed Frankie's probing, pulsing rod of cock flesh into her sucking, licking mouth and throat. She held him prisoner there, pinning his prick between her tongue and the soft roof of her mouth, hollowing her cheeks as she stroked and massaged him with the sheer force of suction alone.
Frankie was ecstatic at the returned vigor and wild abandon which Paula was demonstrating now that she had been able to acclimate her mind and body to the inevitable rape of her tight little ass. She seemed now none the worse for wear by the experience, and if anything, based on the way she began sucking and licking at Frankie's excited cock, the young man surmised that she seemed even more greatly aroused than she had been before.
It was true indeed; Paula Green, basically puritanical small town girl and would-be teacher that she was, was now responding openly and even gladly to the cock fucking its way in and out of her rectum, sucking on another man's cock at the same time with unconcealed gusto and joy. Once more she was totally caught up in the experience which had originally been forced upon her in her nakedness and vulnerability; an all-too-wiling prisoner of her own easily-aroused sexuality. Both of the young men servicing and being serviced by her made mental vows to take the fullest advantage of her newfound erotic potential.
Both young men were fucking Paula rapidly and energetically now, Jeff driving his cock mercilessly in and out of her yielding little asshole, while rankie did the same, smacking his long rod in and out of her mouth and throat with wild abandon. Each man kept his mind focused on the omnipresent goal of total, explosive satisfaction, but each was also keenly aware that the woman pinned between them was equally aroused and excited.
Paula was unable to conceal her own burning sensual arousal; indeed, she no longer made even the slightest effort to conceal it. Her entire body quivered and undulated with rippling spasms of erotic excitement, each line and curve in constant flowing motion. She bucked and squirmed backward against the cock invading her tight little ass, as if by her movements she could suck it even deeper now into her plundered rectum. And at the same time, her head lolled about and rolled limply from side to side on the rigid axis of Frankie's impaling prick, the hot, fluid maelstrom of her mouth and throat holding him fast and treating his turgid organ to a total massage the-likes of which he had never before even imagined.
Jeff knew that he no longer needed to fear any resistance or escape efforts on the part of the young woman sweating and heaving against his loins. He leaned forward across her body, bending at the waist until his hairy chest almost touched her writhing spine; he released his hands from her full hips at the same time, sliding his palms around and under her, bringing them up the undulating length of her flat little belly until he could grasp the taut, pendulous cones of her naked, straining tits in each hand. Holding those fleshy orbs in his grasp, he began to fondle and knead them with ever-increasing vigor and zeal, the contact of his palms with her smooth flesh and rigid nipples exciting him tremendously as he bent over Paula, rutting and moaning out his passionate desire.
Paula Green herself was no less delighted by the sudden manhandling of her tingling, aching tits. Her cherry little nipple buds were throbbing and burning with erotic desire, every inch of her breast flesh prickling with the intense heat of her inflamed sexual passion. She arched and twisted her torso anew, grinding the swollen orbs of her naked breasts downward and tighter into the oh-so-welcome grasp of the bearded young man's massaging hands. Little whimpers of excitement and gratitude rose unbidden in the naked young woman's tight throat, leaking from her mouth occasionally as she slid her lips up and down the thick shaft of Frankie's cum-and-saliva-slick penis.
Paula no longer had the time or the interest to objectively consider the paradox of her own bizarre situation. There she was, a sedate, mild-mannered child from the home of strict but loving, God-fearing parents, caught naked and sweating with lust as she rutted about on the floor of a strange dwelling, advidly and joyfully fucking and sucking with two young men she had never seen a few hours earlier. Even more incredible was the fact that that orgy was itself her second in less than an hour, the first having been a lecherous and lusty three-way lesbian encounter between herself, Wendy and blonde-haired Marsha.
The naked, sweaty and straining trio fucked and sucked their way along the ascending road toward complete sexual satisfaction, driving each other relentlessly to that erotic Nirvana which they all craved with every fiber of their disparate beings. Paula Green was by now totally caught up and lost in a fantasy world which existed nowhere outside her own lust-befuddled, feverish mind, straining and writhing her body as she sought to derive the maximum arousal and pleasure from her captivity, while giving the same maximum degree of satisfaction to her cruel captors in return.
The sounds and smells of wild and tempestuous three-way fucking and sucking filled the living room of the luxurious cabin, creating almost an erotic little symphony of passion. Sitting on the sofa overlooking the lusty scene displayed there, Wendy and Marsha sat close together, still nude, with arms thrown about one another's shoulders. As they watched the lewd little floor show, their free hands were buried in each other's crotches, actively twisting, clenching as they avidly took part in the sport of mutual masturbation.
Of all the people in that steamy living room, only the blonde boy standing by the front door remained apart and aloof. He no longer even watched the others directly, seeming to keep his eyes averted primarily, except for an occasional quick glance when some particularly emphatic groan or cry of ecstasy was wrenched from the lips of one or another participant. When he did look, his eyes came inevitably back to Paula's shapely body, and at those time his face wore an unmistakable expression of regret and perhaps, sadness.
No one else in that room paid the slightest bit of attention to the young man beside the door however, for they were all too deeply enraptured by the acts of extreme sexual gratification they were experiencing. Voices lifted in groaning, mewling cries of passion now, and even Paula, her mouth and throat filled to overflowing by the thick meaty shaft of Frankie's invading organ, was giving off an occasional bleat or whimper of burning desire.
The rocking, ducking tempo of the three united bodies gradually and dramatically increased in pace and rhythm, along with the rhythmic sounds of tempestuous, wildly abandoned screwing. Each and every participant in that wild three-way orgy was driving ceaselessly and single-mindedly toward that shining goal, the attainment of blinding, maddening orgasm. There could be no slightest thought of turning back now before each and every one of them had attained their respective goals.
That powerfully erotic moment was much too intense to be prolonged indefinitely, and already the three orgiasts were quivering on the brink of their own individual orgasms, every nerve and muscle in three united bodies straining into that desperate drive for the ultimate in passion and pleasure. The two men were driving and hammering their hips at almost blur speed, reaming their long hard pricks in and out of Paula's mouth and asshole with a rhythmic intensity unequaled in any of her earlier sexual experiences of the day. At the same time, Paula herself was writhing and twisting in one paroxysm of sensual excitement after another, her body pitching and churning like a runaway gyroscope totally out of rational control.
Jeff climaxed first, his body going suddenly rigid and rock-like, his long prick seeming to grow another full inch there in the warm confines of Paula's rectum as he exploded into total, blissful release. His hot, surging cum overflowed the tight, fleshy cistern of his testicles, spouting along the contracting ducts of his cock to erupt inside her pumping, bucking ass in a creamy flood of hot male jism. His feverish hands still clutched at her breasts, rigid, claw-like fingers digging deeply into the pliant flesh of those vibrant naked mounds.
The sudden scalding flood of semen in Paula's tight little rectum was sufficient to push the naked young schoolteacher over the brink of her own thrilling climax. She let herself go gratefully, thankfully aboard that sensual roller coaster of passion, her torso vibrating and fairly pulsating with sensual rapture. She bucked and arched her back spasmodically like some lithe, wild stallion trying to throw off an unwelcome rider, though in fact the two men piercing her young mouth and anus with their rampaging cocks were far from unwelcome.
As she gave herself over to the intensity of the moment, Paula almost unconsciously redoubled her licking and sucking of Frankie's long, pulsating penis. She took it as far into her tightly clasping throat as she could, treating that male member to a total massage with her tongue, cheeks and throat muscles, driving the young man in front of her fairly wild with passionate desire.
Frankie was no longer able to contain his sexual rapture, and with a final shuddering groan of surrender he exploded in Paula's mouth, the thick, viscous globules of his hot jism swimming in the back of her throat until she began greedily gulping and swallowing them down, making room for the next white gusher, and the next. He moaned and gasped out incoherent cries of rapture as he momentarily took leave of his senses, free-falling through the dark abyss of orgasm and into the glaring burning light of total sensual satisfaction.
The three young orgiasts clung together almost desperately for several long moments, tightly locked at loins and mouth, trembling as if in their death throes as the burning waves of sexual sensation gradually drained away from their bodies. Then, the two maked young men separated from Paula reluctantly, Frankie withdrawing his deflating cock from her mouth smoothly, and Jeff pulled his semierect penis from her clasping little rectum at almost the same moment, its slithering exit marked by a wet little sucking sound as the thick glans pulled free and out into the fresh air once more.
Paula Green remained there on the floor, still on her hands and knees, as the young men rose to their feet and moved slowly away in search of their clothing. Her head hung limply, and she breathed heavily through her open mouth, nude tits jiggling liquidly with the effort. Her entire body felt limp and drained by the powerful orgasms she had so recently and repeatedly experienced, but at the same time there was a sort of frustration or emptiness about her that she could not at first comprehend, a sort of need or sensual hunger that was undeniably real.
After another protracted moment or two, Paula finally understood that need, and its point of origin: She still needed to be fucked! In spite of the pleasure she had felt from sucking Wendy's cunt and Frankie's cock, regardless of the intense pleasure she had received from having Marsha's pussy rubbed tight against her own, or Jeff's thick cock plowing rapidly in and out of her once-virginal little asshole, the young nude teacher's pussy still craved and hungered for the strong-willed invasion of a fat, stiff male penis! As she crouched there, fairly panting on hands and knees, Paula almost imagined she could feel the pouting little nether lips of her pussy turning inward of their own volition, as if beckoning to some non-existent cock, urging it to plunge deep and hard inside of her.
The young teacher raised her head and peered out through the hanging screen of her own soft hair, shifting her hungry gaze from Frankie to Jeff and back again. It seemed fairly obvious to her that neither young man would be in any sort of shape to accommodate her sexual needs for the time being, and almost before she knew what was happening to her she felt the little sobbing cry of disappointment and frustration rising unbidden in her dry throat, leaking out from between her parted lips-as unmistakable evidence of her continuing desire.
Jeff heard that mewling sound and read its meaning instantly. He chuckled lewdly, wagging his flaccid organ at her with one hand in a signal of cruel helplessness.
"Looks like little mama hasn't had her fill yet," he leered, chuckling once more. "Anybody think they can fix her up?"
"I can!"
The voice came from behind Paula, bringing her head whipping around to confront the other blonde boy she had all but forgotten, still standing, calm and fully clothed, beside the front door of the cabin. After speaking, he moved swiftly forward, reaching down to grasp one of Paula's slender arms in his big right hand and hauling her unceremoniously to her feet. He half-led, half-dragged her across the length of the plush living room, guiding her toward what she assumed must be a bedroom.
"Hey look, Steve wants some privacy!" Wendy called after them, laughing musically, like a drunken woman.
"Don't use her up!" Jeff called out humorously. "Remember Billy outside; he still has a share of that coming!"
The rest of their lewd, mocking words and laughter were abruptly cut off as the bedroom door was slammed shut by the blonde boy called Steve. With one powerful thrust of his muscular arm, he propelled her headlong in the direction of a big four-poster bed.