Chapter 4
The heavy, throbbing pulse of the engine reminded Lelia of some huge cat purring to itself as it lay hidden. The big motor coach swayed slightly as they rounded a long, sweeping curve. Lelia was completely awake, but she kept her eyes closed, the gentle sway and rumble of the house-van was so soothing and it helped her to think.
Their brief honeymoon had ended three days ago and Drago had told her that they were headed for the first encampment of the year. Lelia felt a faint, trembling sensation in her belly when she tried to think of her husband, they had been married for six days, but in some ways it seemed like a hundred years! Carefully, the beautiful girl tried to sort out the conflicting attitudes and emotions that had been at war within her. When she was calm like this she couldn't hide from the nagging feeling of disappointment at the lack of real tenderness and love between them, but when he touched her, when he whispered and demanded in her ear . . . !
"Ride me, ahhh yes, sweet one, ride my stiff cock, make your juicy little snatch chew at me again!!" Firm ripples of excitement spread out across Lelia's body when she thought of being taken by him, she had to lock her muscles to hide the trembling sensation it gave her when she remembered how he'd whispered and teased the first time that she climbed astride his belly and shyly sat down on the upright pole of flesh that grew up between his legs. Maybe the love and tenderness would come later, maybe the terrible, delightful excitement that he gave her was enough for now.
The lovely little brunette knew that it was right to love her man, to love the things that he taught her, yet some of those things he made her do left her shaken and ashamed! There was something wrong about the way that Drago talked to her, about the way that he stared at her when he thought that she wasn't looking!
"Suck harder, little bird, take my big cock even deeper, try and swallow it all!" Despite her troubled thoughts and divided emotions, Lelia's perfect little breasts grew hot and swollen, her nipples turned into flinty spear-points whenever she thought of the things that Drago made her do in bed. How was she ever going to understand how she felt when he had such a powerful effect on her? How was she going to know her own mind when the mere thought of her husband's thick cock excited her and made her tight little love-sheath turn moist and sticky in an instant?
"Hey, girl, are you awake?" Drago's deep voice startled her so that Lelia's eyes popped open before she remembered that she was pretending to sleep. "Come over here, it's lonely doing nothing but driving this horse of a coach."
Drago held out a hand to her and Lelia sank down on a pile of cushions beside him. The big man smiled but didn't take his eyes from the road. Drago drove with his left hand and placed his right arm around Lelia's shoulders. "Did you sleep well?" There was warmth in his voice and he hugged her fondly. Lelia felt a little better then, more secure when Drago treated her like this.
Drago's band slipped inside the open throat of her silken blouse. "Tomorrow, little bird, you will meet my men and the others. They'll help you find a shop front for your card reading while I attend to my business."
A puzzled frown crossed the pretty teenager's face. Drago had been so evasive about his 'business,' what could it be? But Lelia had little time to ponder the problem because her husband's big hand closed over one of her pert breasts and began to squeeze it! Drago had forbidden her to wear a bra or panties when they were together like this and she was nude under her skirt and blouse.
"Drago! You shouldn't..." Lelia's protest died in her throat when he found her swelling nipple and gave it a tug and then rolled it between his rough fingers. In an instant the slender girl was aroused and pressed against her husband's side.
"Ha! Why shouldn't I touch you if I want? You're my woman, we're alone and we can do whatever we want!" Drago laughed again and pulled the willing girl even closer to him. "In fact there is something that I want, right now," Drago said. Lelia heard the tone of his voice change and began to tremble with excitement.
"Open my pants, Lelia. It's boring just sitting here like this." Feeling daring and sinful, the lovely girl turned en the cushions and managed to unbuckle Drago's wide belt and undo his fly. The big man sighed and nodded when the girl's warm little hand found his limp prick and began to fondle it.
Using his one free hand, Drago deftly undid the buttons of Lelia's blouse and opened it, baring her saucy little cupcakes to the warm mid-day sun and the cool mountain air. She needed no urging or directions, Lelia stared avidly at his long, stiffening organ. She clutched and expertly began to work at it, pressing at the shaft, gently pulling and tickling it.
"Pull up your skirt, pretty bird, let me see your tight little nest." Despite the fact that they were alone, Lelia felt a blush cover her face but she obeyed him, pulling her wide, colorful skirt over her waist, baring her shapely thighs and naked little sex before her man's dark, burning eyes.
"Faster," Drago grunted contentedly as she shifted on the driver's seat. "Work your hand up under the head ... oh yes, just like that!" Drago took his eyes off of the road for a second and watched Lelia as she intently masturbated him. He noticed her obvious excitement. "Do you like touching me? Do you like jacking your husband's big prick off?"
Lelia felt the words bubbling up in her throat, there was no way that she could pretend with him, he could read her steaming, obscene thoughts!
"Ohhhhhhh yes, Drago, I love doing this for you," Lelia said softly, her small fist worked up and down his gnarled post. He was almost hard and a few drops of clear lube oozed from the plum-red crown. "It makes me feel all wet and itchy. Just touching you like this excites me, husband." The confession made her blush again but Drago's throaty response made her face bum!
"Good, why not take care of that itchy feeling for yourself? Use your own finger, then we can both enjoy ourselves." Lelia blushed furiously and froze in place, doing that to herself had always embarrassed her and the thought of doing it in front of Drago was out of the question! But Lelia's husband changed her mind for her in a second, his strong fingers pinched hard at one little nipple, making her moan and gasp with pained surprise. "I told you to play with yourself girl, do it!!"
"Awwwwhhhh . .. please, darling, you're hurting me," Lelia whispered, but the stem, set look on Drago's handsome face told her that there was only one way to make him stop now. "All right, Drago, please stop, I'll do it!!" Her face a blazing, burning t red the lovely child wiggled and twisted as her husband pinched and twisted her sensitive little nipple, her slender thighs parted wide and she pressed a trembling finger between the hair-fringed lips of her sex and rubbed it up and down the wet, pink flesh that covered her hooded little clitoris.
"Uhhhhhhhh . . . Ooooooooo," Lelia sighed as the first touch of her fingertip sent out hot, urgent messages to her brain. It was horrible and unbelievable but the twisting and pulling of her nipple excited her. It hurt. Of course it hurt, but there was something else, that same thick pleasure that she'd been aware of when Drago worked his fingers in and out of her tiny anus! The moaning, jiggling child noticed another thing, a shameful, degrading thing. All the time that he was hurting her and demanding that she play with herself, she hadn't missed a stroke on his fact, jerking cock! Even when he was humiliating her she continued to serve him!
"You see? It's nice, isn't it, little bird? Your little ass is wiggling and churning when you stick a finger in yourself. You must do it more often, it excites me to watch." Drago's voice was like soothing chocolate, it seeped into Lelia's brain and the girl couldn't stop herself from responding to it as it smoothly stripped away at her moral defenses, as it turned her will to butter and left her nothing but the slick, urgent demands of her burning body!
"Aiiiieeee ..." the lovely girl whimpered as the hot waves of her orgasm burned and roared inside of her. Her toes clawed at the carpet and she rocked madly on the cushions, the only thing that kept her from falling was the firm grip she had on the handsome man's powerful cock.
"Unnnnnnggggghhh, good, squeal and shudder little one, it excites me to watch you," Drago moaned. He was rocking on his seat, helping Lelia pump up and down on his dripping cock. Suddenly the man groaned and stiffened in the seat. Lelia moaned in answer as the hard shaft bucked in her hand and a white fountain of her lover's hot cum shot into the air.
"Put your mouth on it, catch it with your mouth," Drago hissed but he needn't have bothered, the panting little girl was already moving toward him, her pretty lips held in a wet, inviting oval as she tried to catch the head of the spurting cock.
The huge campfire had burned low and there were only a few lights showing in the motor homes and campers that were parked around the clearing. Lelia stood in the darkened door of their coach and looked out toward the road where she could expect Drago when he returned. It was late and the only sounds she could hear were the soft moaning snores coming from an old yellow dog who slept beside his master's camper. The pretty girl shivered and hugged herself as she stared at the Gypsy encampment and tried to imagine what it would have looked like in the old days, when there were wagons and horses, it was almost as if she could see the ghosts of the past just beyond the dancing shadows cast by the dying fire.
It's real. Mother told me of this all my life, but I never understood, Lelia told herself delightedly. I have a shop front. In the morning I will read palms, cards. I will be a real gypsy, one of the free ones!
It had all happened so fast, Lelia tried to remember the names and faces of all her new friends, but it was hard, it would take a long time to get the right name with the right person, only one of those she'd met had leapt out at her, only one could she remember without the slightest effort; Sandor Duvall!
Lelia stiffened when she thought of her husband's partner. She thought of his tall, athletic body and his long, blond-red hair, Sandor was a Basque and his fair, smiling face insisted upon creeping into her mind every time Lelia relaxed her guard.
Without realizing what she was doing the girl's dark eyes searched out the large, shiny motor home on the other side of the clearing. There was a faint light showing in one window.
For a long moment Lelia stood staring at the light in Sandor Duvall's window, she felt lonely and restless and the light seemed to call out to her. Lelia wished that Drago was home, but he hadn't returned from his 'business.' Suddenly Lelia realized that she wasn't charmed by the camp anymore, all she felt was lonely and lost! The pretty child's feet began to move and she found herself moving across the deserted clearing.
Lelia's hand was raised and she was about to knock when a low, moaning sound stopped her in mid-action. The pretty little bride's heart began to beat faster as she pressed her ear against the metal door and listened.
"Oggggghhhh, baby . . . ahhhhggggg, so good, soooooo good!" The sudden pulsating, gripping sensation deep in her tight little cunt agreed with the girl's thoughts, she knew very well what those groans and liquid sighs meant.
A cunning that she didn't know that she possessed took control of her, Lelia's hand pulled back from the door and she quickly darted out of the firelight and around the side of the coach. The excited girl moved carefully, making no noise as she circled the gleaming vehicle, the muffled moans and squeals from inside spurred her on. There was another open window on the dark side. She crept up on a tall stump and gingerly peeked in.
"Uuuuuuuummmmmmmm, slow and deep, darling. Make me feel all of it!" At first Lelia couldn't find the owner of the voice, but a movement to her right caught her attention and she had to jam a knuckle into her opening mouth to stifle her gasp of shocked excitement.
A tall, shapely blond woman lay spread-eagled on Sandor's wide bed. The handsome young Basque knelt over her. Lelia watched in greedy interest as Sandor's body rose and fell between the woman's thighs. From where she watched the young brunette could clearly see the man's long, wet prick slipping in and out of the woman's slick, bubbling pussy.
"You like it deep, Diane? Do you like it so deep that you think that it's going to come popping out of your mouth?" The beautiful blonde moaned softly and shook as the long, hard stem buried itself in her to the balls. Lelia shivered in sympathetic excitement as she watched the woman's large, firm breasts wobble, the red, swollen nipples looked like insane, rolling eyes.
"You bastard, you know I love it," Diane hissed up at Sandor. "Aggggghhhh, I'm going to cum, baby. Fuck me fast and hard!" She was moaning and pleading with the handsome gypsy but he ignored her, he tormented the woman with the long, slow strokes of his cock, slowly dragging his stalk over her swollen clit.
"Please, Sandor," Diane groaned as she gripped his muscular cheeks in a vain attempt to make him go faster. Lelia couldn't stand it, she knew that she shouldn't be watching them like this but she just couldn't make herself move away! Each time that Sandor's hard spear would slam into the blonde's stretched cunt the little girl shuddered and rubbed her smooth thighs together.
Finally Lelia couldn't stand it another second. The buzzing, burning sensation between her slender thighs was driving her mad and she had to make it stop! The lovely child's bright eyes never left the straining couple on the bed as she pulled her skirt over her hips and hurriedly jammed a finger into her own tight love-sheath and pretended that it was Sandor's lovely cock!
"God, don't tease me, lover," Diane whimpered as she shook her hips, making her pelvis scrub against him. "You're horny tonight, what's the matter, did Drago's little bride give you a hard-on that you can't get rid of?" Lelia's lips formed an Ohhh of shock and amazement when she heard herself being mentioned, her juicy slippery finger moved faster and faster over her rock-hard love bud when Diane started to whisper again.
"Ohh, you like that stuff? You'd love to poke your long cock into that poor baby's tight little muff! You want her, don't you Sandor?" The handsome Basque groaned and Lelia could hear the dull smacking sounds as their bellies slapped together.
Lelia moaned herself and had to lean against the cold metal of the coach to keep from falling to her knees. Every time that Diane mentioned her name the pace would increase and the man's beautiful penis whipped the lube that flowed out of Diane's blonde fringed pussy into a froth!
Suddenly the handsome man groaned and pulled his long shaft free of Diane's sucking, clinging pussy. Before the startled blonde could protest he moved up her body until he sat on her upthrust breasts.
"Right slut, I want that little chick! I want to fuck her as much as you do, so think about that!"
Sandor's hand darted out and caught a handful of Diane's thick hair, jerking her head up to meet his long, wet cock. "Since you like to work that mouth of yours so much, let's use it. I'm going to finish down your throat.!"
Lelia gasped and had to bite the tip of her tongue to keep from screaming, she heard Diane's laugh of triumph turn into a gurgle as her red lips clamped tight around Sandor's dripping cock. The lovely blonde's body shook and Lelia could see her throat muscles working as she swallowed the man's hot, thick flood of cum.
"Ooooooo, it's so nasty, the little bride whispered to herself. It's immoral, it's wrong. But I wish I was drinking his cum instead of her! I. .. hunnnnnnggn gggghhhhhh . . . aaaaaaaiiiiieeeeeee!!!!