Chapter 8
"Nooh! Oh, please ... I can't take this!" Felicia cried sobbingly as she writhed with unwanted lust on the bed in the isolated shack to which she'd been taken.
Buckner stood at the head of the bed, holding her arms above her head. At the foot of the bed was Coons, his powerful fingers biting into her ankles as he held her legs and kept them wide apart. Both Buckner and Coons were fully dressed. Felicia was naked as the day she was born, and so was Scarboro. It had been going on for more than a half hour-the two men holding her helpless while their boss had his lustful way with her.
Her light brown nipples were shiny with saliva, hard and swollen, aching from all the sucking and tweaking Scarboro had delighted in giving them. There wasn't an inch of her suffering body which the senator's inciting hands hadn't explored. At the moment, he had three fingers inside her sopping little pussy, wriggling them around lewdly in the juicy, hair-ringed hole between Felicia's trembling legs as he flicked maddeningly at her throbbing clitoris with the thumb of his other hand.
"Fuck me!" she panted, humping the hand of the man whose knowledgeable fingers and mouth had degraded her so ruthlessly while he dredged up the baser part of her personality. "Please fuck me! Oh, God ... don't torture me any more! Give it to me!"
"Give you what, Miss Gaucin?" Scarboro asked with a lewd grin. "What do you want?"
"You!" she rasped. "A man ... any man!"
Still pumping three of his fingers in her slushy gash, Scarboro raised slightly on his knees and wagged his erect penis at her. "Is this what you want?"
Her glassy eyes feasted on the sight of his pulsing stalk. Her tongue licked absently over her parched lips as she eagerly nodded her head.
"How badly do you want my dick, Miss Gaucin?" he taunted.
"I'm begging, damn you!" she whined, pushing her crotch at his hand. "What more do you want me to do!"
"Oh, much more, my dear," he chortled. "I assure you, we've only just begun. Ask for it by name. Use the gutter words, please. Nothing excites me more than to hear a lovely child like you spouting obscenities. Talk dirty for me, Miss Gaucin, and I suspect you'll soon get what you seem to hunger for."
"Your penis," she breathed. "I want your peter!"
"Go on."
"Dick, damn you ... prick, dong ... call it what you want to ... just put it in me! Before I go crazy! Your c-cock! There, are you satisfied? Your lovely hard cock! That's what I need! Put it in me ... please put your cock in me!"
"All right, I'll put my cock in you. Where shall I put it?" he drawled, backing his sex-slick fingers from her gaping pussy, then jabbing one up her butt. "Here? In your asshole?"
"Aargh!" she shrieked, bowing upward. "No ... Oh, God no!"
"Tell me where to put it, then," he hissed, ramming his finger in and out of her rubbery anal ring.
"Ohhh! Ohhh! In m-my cunny! That's w-where I need ittt!"
"That's what little girls call it, Felicia! I told you to talk dirty!"
"Ung! Aargh!" she gasped, her back arched and her body shuddering as she tried to squirm herself off his impaling finger. "My p-pussy ... put it in my pussy!"
"Your what?"
"My cunt ... ohhh ... damn you ... put your cock in my cunt!!!" she cried hoarsely.
"I think she wants to fuck, boys," Scarboro laughed as he pulled his finger from her pained anus with a little popping sound. "Turn her loose. I'm going to give her some cock."
Felicia rubbed her wrists and gasped for breath as she watched the horny man lower himself onto her. Her lust-glazed eyes stared up at his cruel face until she felt the rounded end of his masculine hardness wedging into her soft, swollen vulva. Then she blinked rapidly and sighed with longing, a tremor of anticipation washing through her. He sank the front of his bulging head into her slick split and paused. Felicia moaned. She gazed imploringly up at him, her eyes begging for the rest of his stiff organ.
"More?" he asked.
"More! Oh, yesss ... all of it!"
"Spread your legs nice and wide for me, you cock-hungry little bitch!"
She was raging with lust, so much that she didn't care what he called her. It was torture. She had to have relief. Accepting the verbal slap without so much as a blink of her slitted eyes, she flung her legs open and rocked her pelvis invitingly, rubbing her raw-nerved clit over the taut-skinned glans of his penis.
Scarboro slid his hands under her arms and locked his fingers over her shoulders. He gave her the glans and about an inch of turgid shaft.
"Yesss ... more ... oh, Jesus ... more!"
Instead of giving her more, he backed the little bit he had inserted from her.
"Please!" she squealed. "Give it to me! Put that big, sweet cock in me! I want it ... oh, God help me ... my cunt is on fire!"
"Okay, baby ... now!" Scarboro hissed, and with that he snapped his hips viciously.
As the fat dick bludgeoned its way into the moist heat of her sweat-damp belly, Felicia's mouth flew open and she sucked in her breath raggedly. His sperm-heavy nuts swung forward and slapped into the soft crack of her quivering butt. The spongy head of his inrushing rod banged against her womb, jarring her clear up to her teeth. The air rushed from her lungs in a shrill, piercing wail. She shuddered ecstatically and contracted the strong walls of her youthful vagina, squeezing down on the object she'd been begging for. Nothing in the world mattered to her except the pole of throbbing flesh on which she was skewered.
"You've got it!" he groaned. "You've got it every bit right up inside that hot little pussy of yours!"
"Yesss!" she rasped. "Oh, yessss!"
"Do you like it, Miss Gaucin? Tell me how it feels!"
"It f-feels won-der-fullll ... I love your cock!" she cried shamelessly. "Do it ... fuck me ... ohhh, fuck meee!"
He began screwing her, and not at all gently. Holding her by the shoulders, he hammered his blood-swollen dong into her squishy pussy with pile-driving thrusts. It was as if he wanted to punish her for what her father was doing.
But it wasn't punishment for Felicia. Once, just a few short days before, she'd been a prim young virgin who feared sex more than death itself. No longer. Recent events had taken their toll. Now she was ready for almost anything. The degrading physical stimulation had obliterated her remaining inhibitions. She loved the brutal fuck being thrown into her. Her brain was reeling. As he powered the meat to her, jolting her bodily and making the springs of the old bed sing a raspy song of frenzied passion, Felicia slipped further and further into a fit of masochistic bliss.
"Harder ... faster! Ohhhh ... oh, yesss! Give it to me, damn you! Ahhhh ... fuck meee!"
Suddenly he stopped all screwing motions. Just when she needed it the most, he withdrew his bloated pecker from her twitching elliptical hole.
"Put it back!" she shrieked, lifting her hips and searching for his peter, with her pussy snapping hungrily for more. "Don't stop now ... oh, God ... don't stop now!!!"
He slapped her. "Don't tell me what to do, you slut! I give the orders around here!" He rolled off her and flopped onto his back. "I've had all your pussy I want. I like to be first man in, and Buck beat me to you. Tell me, is your mouth still virgin?"
"What!"
"Have you sucked a cock yet?" Felicia was too stunned to do anything but shake her head no. Even though her insides were scorched with desire, she couldn't imagine herself doing such a vulgar thing.
"Good," he said, a lecherous smile playing over his face as he slipped his hand under her head. "Sit up, girl. That's it. Now bend over and lick my dick."
Her eyes grew to saucer-like proportions as she stared down at the sex-wetted column of flesh angling up from his coarse-haired pubis. She felt him pushing her head down toward the bulging purplish glans. It made her lightheaded just to look at it, but she realized with fascinated horror that she wanted to lick his prick.
When the tip of it was only scant inches from her trembling lips, she glanced up and saw the other two men watching her with leering smirks. It made her feel dirty and perverted to have them watching, but it excited her even more in a strange, unexplainable way. She didn't understand the change taking place inside her. It scared her.
"I c-can't do it!" she whimpered. "Please ... don't make me do this awful thing!"
Pressure was applied to the back of her head, and Felicia could hear Scarboro breathing harshly. "Look at her!" she heard Buckner whisper excitedly.
Jake Coons' nervous little laugh preceded his reply. "Yeah, looks like the little cunt's just dying for a taste of the Senator's cock!"
God help me! she thought, experiencing a flood of humiliation and a rush of incredible sensuality at the same time. I do want to taste it! Ohhh ... look at it! It's so big and hard, and all wet with my secretions! It's a beautiful cock ... and I'm dying to taste it! I can't help it!
Reeling with the intense thrill that absolutely nothing but total surrender to a blatant perversity can cause, Felicia allowed Scarboro to push her head down until the rounded end of his penile bulb pressed lewdly between her puffy, parted lips. She whimpered and shut her eyes. "Lick it!"
Her mind spinning with a melange of conflicting emotions, the passion-driven child extended her tongue timidly and ran its fluttery tip over the ball-like end of his slick stalk. The clear fluid oozing from his tiny slit was smeared all over the area where Felicia's hesitant tongue swiped.
Oh, nooh! she moaned inwardly, as the gelatinous male substance seeped over her tongue and into her taste buds. I like it! It tastes good ... and exciting! Oh, Lord ... what's the matter with me?
She had to touch it as well as taste it. Her small hand was shaking like a leaf when she brought it to his loins and wrapped her slender fingers around the bottom part of his secretion-coated dong.
"That's it, baby," Scarboro encouraged, removing his hand from the back of her head and leaving the wild-eyed girl on her own. "You know you want to suck it, so go ahead and do it."
Felicia raised up a little and stared down unblinkingly as she slid her gripping hand up and down full length of his glistening cunt-slick cock. She could hardly breathe, it excited her so. Licking her lips, she threw a glance at the other men and saw them stripping off their clothes. The realization that they all three were going to use her sexually brought a guttural groan of lewd anticipation up from the depths of her heaving chest. There was no fear in her. A delicious shiver ran up her arched spine as she realized how far down into the muck of carnality she'd fallen. But she was stuck. There was no way out. She didn't want out. Every pore in her body and cell in her brain was saturated with lust. She longed to wallow in the sordid things she knew they would force upon her.
She looked back at the immediate object of her lustful affection and squeezed its thick shaft, bringing another drop of the colorless male stuff oozing out the puckered little mouth at the tip of Scarboro's penis. Willingly, she lowered her head and let her eager tongue dart out and scoop up the pungent liquid. Her second taste of cock affected her even more than the first. There was no holding back then. Extending her pink organ, she licked in a tight circle all around the blood-engorged cockhead.
"Ohhh," she mewled, drawing her tongue back into her mouth and smacking her lips.
"Open your mouth, honey," Scarboro coaxed. "Take a suck on that fuckstick."
"Yesss," she moaned. "I want to suck it! More than anything!"
With the sound of coarse male laughter ringing in her burning ears, Felicia opened her mouth and lowered her head, forming her soft lips around the circumcision-scarred top of his stiff penile shaft. His entire purplish knob was inside her mouth. Felicia's tongue went wild. She clung to the base of his rod, whimpering with pleasured surrender as she lapped lasciviously at his sleek glans.
The heady aroma of aroused male groin filled her nostrils. The musky flavor of throbbing hot cock bombarded her delicate taste buds. Felicia wondered dimly if she was completely mad, because she couldn't help reveling in the gross perversity.
"Unnn," came her nasal sound of delectation as she used the tingling upper surface of her tongue like a sponge, swirling it around and around the flavorful dickhead, washing it clean of their mixed sexual juices.
No one had to tell the lust-racked young lady what to do. She recalled the sight of Amita's bobbing head and began copying the girl. The rest came to her by instinct. Fitting her soft lips tightly around the man's hard shaft, she let her head down slowly, taking inch after delicious inch of his tangy dong into the moist heat of her eager oral cavern. Only when the rubbery head probed into the silky lining at the back of her throat did Felicia stop her descent. She wouldn't have stopped then if it hadn't made her start to gag reflexively. Giving only a fraction of an inch, she paused with more than half of his sturdy lance in her mouth. She clamped her pink lips firmly around the pulsating white column of turgidity and sucked down hungrily on it.
"Aaah, aaah!" Scarboro sighed, his body trembling.
Felicia heard the man's sounds of pleasure, but she couldn't have cared less. She wasn't doing it for him. It didn't matter to her whether or not he enjoyed having her suck his scrumptious penis. She was sucking it because her burning passion drove her to it. Now that she had it in her mouth, she couldn't have stopped sucking it if her life had depended on it. It thrilled her to the core of her being. Having his big fat cock in her mouth was the filthiest thing her young mind could imagine, and she loved it. She was wallowing in the very perversity of the sordid act.
Back up his spit-slick stalk she sucked, her cheeks hollowing in around him and her puffy lips distending out salaciously, clinging jerkily to the gleaming tube of man-meat. She paused at the top, moaning through her nose as she licked the rounded end of his velvety bulb. Then she shivered with a stab of illicit pleasure and plunged her head downward again, engulfing the top four inches of his quivering prick.
She worked herself into a better position, on her hands and knees with her long black hair cascading down over his abdomen and balls, and began bobbing her head rhythmically at his loins. "Mmm, mmm, mmm," she chanted, as she sucked the top half of his blood-engorged dick rapaciously. The more she sucked, the better she liked it. Soon, her head was fairly flying up and down, her hair lashing him.
"Suck it!" Scarboro cried blissfully, humping up into her mouth. "Ohhh ... Jesus, that's good! You're one helluva cocksucker, baby!"
"Look at that pretty little breed gal, would you!" Buckner exclaimed. "She's going nuts over it!"
"Yeah," Coons drawled. "She's gobbling the hell out of Hub's knob."
Their lewd comments rang obscenely in Felicia's ears, and made her feel even more wanton. When one of them-she neither knew nor cared which-stepped up beside the bed and rammed two fingers up her cunt from behind, she only emitted a throaty sound of pleasure and went on sucking Scarboro's prong for all she was worth. Whoever it was left his fingers in her dribbling sex hole, wriggling them around and pumping them inside her weeping tunnel. The fingering doubled her already raging lust. Groaning around her mouthful of rock-hard peter, she plunged her head down at the same time Scarboro hunched up at her. The swollen head of his rod battered its way down into the ringed portion of her straining throat. By then, Felicia was over the urge to gag.
She didn't have the slightest inclination to recoil. Instead she maintained her downward motion, taking the bulging glans into her throat, thrilling as it swabbed deeper and deeper. His tufted coronal ridge popped rapidly and jerkily through one after another of the tight, yielding rings in her throat. Finally she had it all. She couldn't breathe, but that didn't matter. It gave her a tremendously wicked thrill when her soft, moist lips pressed bawdily into the mat of coarse hair surrounding the enlarged base of his throbbing pole.
A gurgling sound escaped through the snug connection of lips and pubic mound. It was almost too exciting for Felicia, what with the cock rammed clear down her willing throat and the two massaging fingers stuck palm-deep up her fluttering vagina. She shuddered and clenched her eyes shut, then began swallowing around the thick dick lodged in her throat.
"Christ!" Scarboro yelped, his entire body quaking with ecstasy as the rings in Felicia's warm throat rippled flutteringly back and forth over his twitching glans. It was more than he could stand. His balls snapped up against his groin and his prostate gland began spasming. "Ohhh ... ung, ung!"
Just then Felicia came up for air. The pulsating glans was barely out of her throat, with Felicia sucking much-needed air in through her passion-flared nostrils, when the first massive squirt of the man's load gushed from his prick's expanded eye. Some of the thick cream coated her tonsils, but most of it trickled warmly down her dilated throat.
Felicia gulped reflexively, swallowing the first and largest jet of semen automatically, just as the second stream of his viscous jizz washed over her tongue. He's coming! Oh, Good Lord ... he's shooting it right into my mouth! the lust-crazed girl thought with a mixture of horror and lewd excitement. But she didn't try to prevent it. She'd had a taste of his stuff before she realized what was happening, and was shocked to discover the pleasure it gave her to take it.
There was no way the girl's mouth could have been pried off Scarboro's ballooning cockhead. In her present state of mind, she wanted him to shoot every bit of it into her mouth, to degrade her further by treating her in such a whorish manner. She joined in the sexual conspiracy against her by sucking his sperm-spewing dong ravenously and and gulping down the glutinous squirts of his hot, white cum as fast as he spiraled it into her greedy mouth.
The pungent taste of male fuck juice was pleasing to Felicia. It had an acrid flavor, yet she found a certain bittersweetness in it, too. Whimpering and moaning, she sucked so hard her cheeks sank inward and quivered like a nursing baby's. Her lips worked fish-like at the rear of his flared crown, and her tongue whipped the fountain-like tip as it sprayed torrents of the steaming prostatic fluid into her.
Scarboro had quite a load built up, but Felicia was determined to drink him dry. She didn't want to lose a drop of the ambrosial nectar, because each jet of it tasted sweeter than the last. She let it build up in her mouth and swished her tongue through it. In her feverish excitement, she forgot to swallow. Waves of the foamy white cum washed out over her puffed lips. A thick, gluey string hung swaying from her lower hp. As she gulped down the bulk still in her mouth, the white string swung against her chin and stuck there.
She lost no more of it, though, and when she'd drained his limbering cock of its last reluctant drops, she lifted her head and moaned soulfully as her tongue swept out and licked the coating of cum from her tremulous lips.
"Can I fuck her now, Hub?" Jake Coons asked excitedly, pulling his fingers from her dripping hole and grasping her by her hips.
"In the cunt," Scarboro gasped between huffing breaths. "Pull her back and give it to her like the bitch she is ... dog fashion!"
"Ohhh," Felicia moaned as she felt Coons' large hands dragging her across the mattress. She was so caught up in blazing lust that she offered no protest when the big man spread her thighs. Her arms buckled. She found herself on her knees and elbows, looking down between her pendulous breasts along her torso at his hairy thighs and swaying testicles, watching with rapt attention as he brought the huge, plum-like head of his nine-inch dick toward her pouting sex opening. Her eyes grew wide with anticipation as she saw it parting her slippery, distended vulval folds. A terrific thrill rippled through her as the knob-like glans separated her swollen flesh and slipped into her up to its mushrooming coronal ridge.
"God, she's tight!" Coons exclaimed, his fingers biting into her waist as he held her immobile and pushed for entrance.
"Ohh, ohh, ohhh!" Felicia panted. Her face contorted with a grimace of both pleasure and pain. The dong forcing into her snug passage was much larger than the other three which had been there. It felt as if it were splitting her apart. His enormous bulb had her inner labia tautly stretched, with the largest part yet to enter her.
A tremor racked her feverish body. She made her small hands into fists and clenched her eyes shut, crying, "It's too big ... oh, God ... I can't take ittt!!!"
"Make her scream," Buckner urged, gripping his peter as he took in the spectacle with sadistic glee. "Sock it to her, Jake!"
"I might tear something inside her, Hub," Coons warned. "She's awful tight! Christ, it's hurting me!"
"Fuck her!" Scarboro hissed, his deflated penis beginning to rise again already. "Slam into her, man! If she rips, then let her rip!"
"Shit ... oh, shit!" Coons groaned, wrapping his fingers around her waist and tensing for the assault.
"Nooh! Oh, please ... please!" Felicia whined, torn by her raging desire and the fear of being ruined forever. The tormented child had no choice in the matter, however. Coons held her quaking form in position and lunged into her from behind. A searing pain shot through her when her inner cunt lips yielded to his forceful thrust and popped snappingly over the rim of his flared crown. There was no tearing, no blood, but Felicia felt as if she'd been rent asunder. She flung her head up and back onto her shaking shoulders, venting her anguish with an earsplitting, "Argh!"
One scream was all she could manage, because the gigantic cock reaming deep into her heaving belly took her breath away. It was nearly as thick as her wrist. The girth of it stretched her elastic sheath like a too-small rubber glove. Once the glans was inside her vagina, the burst of sharp pain ended abruptly, leaving only a dull throbbing and a sensation of being dilated to the limit.
Felicia sucked in her breath raggedly, shuddering with masochistic bliss as inch after incredible inch of Coons' long, fat dick rushed in through the gripping, hair-ringed slit of her sopping wet pussy. His satiny knob thumped jarringly against her hypersensitive cervix and shoved her womb higher up into her belly.
"Ah ... ah ... ah!" she croaked, letting her head fall limply back down to the bed. She thought he would never get it all into her. It felt like the head of it was reaching clear up to her titties when finally his belly flattened against the quaking cheeks of her resilient ass and his walnut-size nuts swung forward and thudded against her lower abdomen. "God! Oh, dear God ... ohhh!!!"
"Lord love a duck!" Coons husked, grinding his coarse-haired pubic mound into the moist crack of Felicia's squirming butt. "That's the tightest, hottest little snatch I ever dipped my wick into! Goddamn ... is she ever good!"
"Ohhh ... oh, Mister Coons!" Felicia cooed.
"You like it now that it's in you, huh, baby?" Jake Coons asked pridefully. He contracted his sexual muscles and throbbed the head of his huge stalk right against the mouth of the impaled girl's twitching womb.
"Yesss!" she squealed unashamedly, pushing back at him and rocking her upthrust fanny. "It's so big ... and ... and I love it!"
Coons leaned over her like a dog on a bitch, pressing his hairy chest to her sweat-damp back and reaching under her. He grasped her dangling tits like handles and squeezed them in his ham-like hands. "Tell me to fuck you," he whispered vulgarly into her ear.
"F-Fuck me!" came her instant reply, and she reached down to her crotch, cradling his sperm-heavy balls in the palm of her shaky hand, enclosing them eagerly with her slender fingers. "Do it ... oh, do it!"
The farm foreman backed seven and a half of his nine inches out of the whimpering girl. Felicia's arm wasn't long enough. She lost her grip on his hairy nut-sac. It didn't matter. Just as his balls slipped from her trembling fingers, he tugged her breasts and sank the full length of his sturdy lance back into her fluttering vagina.
"Ohhh!" she groaned when he hit bottom for the second time, the rounded end of his rod flipping her supersensitive cervix as his testes arced forward and kissed into the dark triangle above her cock-filled twat. "Oh, yesss!"
He withdrew again, pausing with only his blood-enlarged dick-head inside the tautly stretched ring of her steaming vaginal opening. Then he thrust in to the very hilt and kneaded her spongy tits while he rotated his hips with his stomach pressed flat against her soft buttocks.
It was exquisite, the way his fat dick stirred her intestines. Felicia heaved a guttural groan and shuddered all over. His sleek cockhead kept flipping maddeningly back and forth over the tiny mouth of her womb. She thought she was going to expire, it was so fantastically good.
"Oh, God ... God!!!" she cried huskily, bowing her back and bringing her fiery red pleasure button into spine-tingling contact with the gristly, coarse-haired base of his fully inserted prong.
Coons increased his efforts, tugging her tits and grinding furiously against her rolling, shivering buttocks, batting her throbbing clitoris about and massaging her insides with the velvety head of his thick organ.
Pleasure rolled over her in great scalding sheets. It was entirely too intense for the inexperienced girl to take without exploding. Her cock-stuffed vagina began spasming rhythmically. Her displaced womb started jerking convulsively. Her asshole winked spasmodically. A tremor of earthquake force rattled her bones. Her belly felt like a house being gutted by a roaring fire. Felicia's lovely body shuddered and shook.
She threw back her head, her face barely recognizable, contorted as it was by ecstasy, and screamed shrilly, so intense was her orgasm.
The mind-blowing climax knocked her elbows from under her. She slumped to the mattress, her ass sticking high in the air, with her shoulders and face pressed into the bed. She lay that way, sobbing brokenly, twitching and jerking, as the hulking man began fucking into her vulnerable fluttering pussy.
He held to the blubbering girl's curvy hips now, rocking her back toward him as he thrust the full length of his bloated pecker into her quivering, defenseless body, pushing her away as he withdrew, only to ram it into her again and again.
"Ohhh ... ahhh," Felicia groaned hoarsely each time he planted his taproot member balls-deep into her softly rippling belly.
Despite the intensity of her orgasm, Felicia found herself even more sex-hungry than before. The incessant jabbing of Coons' large penis caught her passion while she was still in the final throes of her delirious come and fanned it back to life before she had a chance to catch her breath.
Her lips drew back over her teeth. She struggled up onto her elbows and looked back at the absurd sight of his huge, sex-wetted pole skewering in and out of her raw, spread-to-the-limit hole. Her glassy eyes refused to believe anything that big could actually be embedded into her tiny pink crevice. But it was. She was taking every bit of it many times per minute, and loving it more than life itself. There was no other reality for the lust-crazed young girl, no truth beyond the soul-searing pleasure of being impaled so rapidly and thoroughly by that ungodly sweet horsecock.
Felicia groaned deep in her throat and began thrusting her butt back to meet his inrushing dong. She couldn't help it. It was as if some ravenous female animal had emerged from the murky catacombs of her mind and taken possession of her body and soul. She had to help him fuck her. Every screaming nerve in her flushed body telegraphed the message of Fuck, fuck, fuck, to her passion-dulled brain, and she echoed it hissingly through her clenched teeth, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
"Listen to that little pepper belly, would you!" Buckner exclaimed. "Hurry up, Jake!"
"Wait your turn, Buck," Scarboro warned, as the youngest of the three kidnapers approached the bed stroking his rampant peter. "I've got something in mind I think you'll like."
"Fuck!" Felicia rasped throatily, rocking on her knees as she watched the fascinating sight of her inflamed labia sucking out around the glistening, wrist-thick shaft and sinking back with it. "Give it to meee! Oh, yesss, yesss!"
The force of Coons' frenzied screwing motions made the old bed rock sideways like a dinghy at sea. Felicia would have fallen off if he hadn't been holding her by the hips. The springs snapped and craked. There was a squishing sound each time he hunched his enormous pecker into her copiously secreting snatch, followed immediately by a distinct smacking noise when his sweaty abdomen slapped against the quivering cheeks of her bouncy bottom and flattened her soft buttocks.
"Harder!" she cried. "Faster! Ohhh ... I love your cock! It's so big ... and hard ... and ... oh, it's wonderful!"
The preliminaries were over, and the big man go down to some serious fucking. He locked his fingers over her sweat-slick hips and pumped her entire body back and forth as he pistoned his turgid prick into her with long, forceful thrusts.
It had gone on for less than a minute when Felicia made a gurgling sound in her throat and shouted pantingly, "All day! Ohhh ... you darling man! Fuck me all day long! Never stop! Slam it ... rip me ... tear me ... ahhh ... fuck me to death! Lord, Lord, Lord ... I c-can't breathe! Harder ... harder!!!"
Coons was more than willing to comply with the lust-lost girl's request, but it was a physical impossibility. Her cunt was too hot and sweet. Already his nuts were drawing up tight against his body in orgasmic readiness, and his sperm was boiling like a witch's cauldron. He threw a final flurry of hard, frantic jabs into her, each one shorter than the one preceding it, then rammed in till his tight nuts covered her throbbing, elongated clit and let his pressurized load gush into the depths of her straining belly.
"Baby!" he croaked, his organ expanding and contracting as it blew stream after viscous stream of his pent-up semen into her. "Ung ... unnn ... God!!!"
"Not yet!" Felicia wailed, thrilling to the sensations the hot, thick cream ricocheting around inside her afforded but getting no relief from it herself. "I'm not ready! Goddamn you ... I'm not ready!!!"
The big man grunted blissfully and held her in place, leaving his twitching dong stuck into the moist heat of her body until he'd pumped her snug vagina so full of sperm it was overflowing and trickling down her thighs, as well as seeping into her raven triangle and plastering some of the soft curls to her puffy mons.
"You dirty sonofabitch!" she shouted at Coons when he shoved her forward and off his dwindling organ. "What kind of bastard are you, you shithead? You get me all ready to fuck, then you shoot your wad and push me away! You damned, motherfucking prick ... I want to fuck! Oh, Lord in heaven ... I'm dying for cock!!!"
The men were momentarily stunned by Felicia's outburst, but she herself was totally unaware of uttering the words she'd only heard and seen before that demented moment. Her conscious mind was in a state of shock, and had receded into total inactivity, leaving her to function on only the pleasure-seeking portion of her mind.
"You've got another hard-on!" Felicia squealed, crawling to Scarboro when she spotted his erection. She grasped it in one hand and his lax testicles in the other, then lowered her head and began licking insanely all over his balls and cock. "Please, Senator ... fuck me ... I need it ... oh, God, I need it so bad! Put it in me! I'll do anything ... if you'll only put out this terrible fire before it burns me to a cinder!"
"Lick my asshole," he chuckled, lifting his knees to his chest and spreading his buttocks with his fingers. "Then maybe I'll let Buck fuck you. Would you like to have Buck's cock again?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" she cried, extending her tongue and licking into the hairy, musky crack of his ass without a second's hesitation. She found the crinkled hole of his anus and licked it eagerly. There was even a new and unexpected burst of pleasure in it for her. She went further than he asked, and stuck the tip of her tongue into his brown ring before she flopped onto her back and threw open her legs, moaning, "Now ... fuck me now ... come on, Buck ... give me that sweet dick ... hurry ... fuck meee!"
Buck was ready to leap on her and give her all he had, but Scarboro wouldn't go for it. He got off the bed, and pulled the lust-crazed girl with him. "Lie down in the center of the bed, Buck. You had to fuck Miss Gaucin the first time ... now it's her turn to do the work."
"Yeah," Buck said with a lewd grin, and followed his instructions. "Come on, breed gal! Here it is waiting for you! Swing into the saddle and settle right down on this horn!"
"Do you know what to do?" Scarboro asked.
Felicia licked her lips as she nodded her head, recalling the sight of Amita and Ernesto doing it that way. She inched toward the bed, and when Scarboro let go of her wrist she clambered onto it and swung willingly astride the loins of the man who'd raped her. On her knees, she grasped his upthrust pecker in her hand and bent it till the weeping head was in position below her hovering, sperm-dripping pussy. Testingly, she descended till she made the purplish glans disappear into her sopping cleft. Then she emitted a strangled, animal-like cry and plummeted downward, impaling herself on the irresistible column of Buck's throbbing penis.
"Ohhh ... oh, God!" she moaned when she had it all up inside her rippling belly, her cum-streaked mons pressed snugly into his pubic thatch. She rotated her hips and shuddered with bliss.
"Ride it!" Scarboro ordered.
"Yes!" Felicia yelped, and began bouncing up and down on Buck's dong, skimming her blood-engorged cunt lips thrillingly over the entire length of his penile shaft. "Ohhh ... I love it ... love it!"
"Sure you do, honey," Buckner gloated, reaching up and tweaking the tumid tips of her distended nipples as her flopping tits passed his poised hands at the top of her rhythmic climb. "It was the first cock you had. You'll always love it!"
Felicia wasn't permitted to attain the orgasm she so desperately craved just yet, however. She'd climbed up and slid down Buck's pole less than two dozen times when Scarboro walked up behind her on his knees and pushed her down till her soft tits were mashed flat against Buck's muscular chest.
"W-What are y-you doing?" she wailed. Then Buck kissed her, and she couldn't speak with his tongue in her mouth. She began sucking it hungrily and rubbing the beet-red tip of her throbbing clitoris rapidly back and forth across the uneven top of his rock-hard cockbase, mewling into his mouth and wondering why Scarboro was spreading her buttocks apart with his fingers.
The nearly delirious child didn't have long to ponder the reason for his strange action though. Soon, she realized with shocking horror exactly what the perverted man was up to.
"Nooh! Ohhh ... oh, please ... not that!" she begged, as she felt his hot knob wedging into the impossibly tight ring of her rectum.
But there was nothing she could do to prevent him having his evil way, what with Scarboro and Buckner both holding her down and forcing her to submit to the offensive act.
"Oh, oh, oh," she chanted gaspingly, as she felt the sleek bulb worming its way into her tiny puckered orifice. There was a sensation of brutal inward pressure, then another of stretching, followed by a spine-wrenching burst of red-hot pain when her rubbery little anus yielded enough and the bulging cockhead lurched into her butt.
Scarboro groaned with pleasure as he sank his granite-like prick all the way into the heat of her dark tunnel. "Oh, Christ," he sighed, when he'd penetrated her canal to the very hilt. He paused to let his pulsating dong soak in her bowels, savoring the sight of her quaking body and the sounds of her piteous sobs almost as much as the heartbeat rhythm of her dilated asshole snapping at the base of his shaft. "I'll tell you, boys," he crooned. "There's nothing in this whole goddamned world to compare with the exquisite pleasure of fucking a young girl's virgin asshole! Felicia, baby, this almost makes up for all the trouble your old man has caused me. Grit your teeth, hot ass, because this is going to hurt you. Scream to your heart's content. I dearly love the sound!"
He backed his brown-tinged shaft slowly out of her gripping rectum, then rammed it back in balls-deep. Much to everyone's surprise, Felicia heaved a guttural groan instead of screaming bloody murder. He pumped her again, with the same result, only this time her groan trailed off into a sigh of unmistakable pleasure.
"You like it, don't you?" he gasped.
"Yesss!" she sobbed.
"Well, I'll be a sonofabitch!" Scarboro laughed, leaning over her and kissing the side of her rapturous face. "I expected it to grow on you, but not this fast! You're a real delight, baby ... damned if you're not!"
"Shut up," Felicia breathed. "Shut up and fuck me!"
All three of the men laughed raucously.
"You've gone plumb cock-crazy, haven't you, breed gal?" Buck taunted.
"I can't help ittt!" she puled, clenching down her inner muscles and giving both cocks a harsh squeeze.
"Jake," Scarboro said as he began fucking into her shit chute with long, forceful thrusts, "I think the little lady would take kindly to it if you'd hop on the bed with us and let her give you a blowjob while Buck and I double fuck her. How about it, Felicia? Want to suck off that big joystick of Jake's?"
"Aaaah ... ahhhh," she sighed, receiving a tremendous thrill as the two dicks began working in her at the same time. She whimpered and shuddered, and when Coons brushed his spermy hot plum against her parted lips, Felicia opened her mouth and welcomed it with her eager tongue.
She licked lovingly at his big dick as he fed it into her mouth. "Wrap them hot lips around it, baby," she heard Coons say, and she did it willingly, gladly. "Be a nice little cocksucker. Don't let me feel your teeth, and I'll give you a big drink of old Doc Coons' two-ball root compound." The promise only whetted her appetite, because she yearned for him to shoot off in her mouth and let her drink every drop of his cum. She opened her mouth wide, so as not to scrape his scrumptious pecker with the sharp edges of her teeth, and began bobbing her head and sucking voraciously for her creamy reward.
Having three cocks in her at the same time plunged Felicia deeper yet into her incredible fit of lust. There wasn't a trace of an inhibition left in her. For a moment or so she was content to lie still and suck the big delicious stalk sliding in and out of her puffy, distended lips while Scarboro pistoned his thrilling prong in and out of her erogenous asshole and rocked her cunt blissfully on Buck's throbbing rod.
Soon, however, that wasn't nearly enough to satisfy her ravenous sexual hunger. She began working the muscles in her back and stomach, throwing her itchy butthole back to Scarboro and hunching her throbbing pussy to Buck. Next she put the muscles in her neck to work and started bobbing her head on Coon's fat dick, letting his huge glans probe the upper regions of her graceful throat.
The longer the three-way orgy lasted the more frantic Felicia became. Toward the end, when she could feel her longed-for orgasm thundering around in her steaming, cock-crammed loins, she bucked and groaned insanely. Sweat rolled off her straining body as she thrashed wildly between two throbbing dicks and sucked the third as if her very life depended on it.
Finally the blessed relief she needed so desperately arrived. Her womb convulsed and her vagina clamped down harshly on Buck's stalk. Her asshole gripped spasmodically at Scarboro's prick. She groaned mournfully around her mouthful of twitching cock as a great dam of orgasmic pleasure burst deep in her blood-congested loins and flooded her entire being with wave after wave of unbelievably intense, boiling hot ecstasy.
Her cunt and asshole sucked the sperm right up from both men's balls. Their semen erupted into her front and rear holes like white lava from rumbling volcanoes of flesh, inundating her with squirts of liquid fire which only added to her already agonizing bliss. Then Coons' enormous penis started gushing torrents of steaming, pungent cum into her sucking mouth, and Felicia's throat worked spasmodically as she drank him dry.
The men withdrew from her one by one. Scarboro first, his retreating cock effecting a soft popping sound as it left her winking anus. Then Coons, with a lascivious slurp filling the air when his spongy glans slipped from the girl's trembling, sucking lips. Last to withdraw was Buck, who rolled Felicia over before he backed his rod out of her fluttering pussy to the tune of a squishy sucking noise.
"Ohhhh ... ohhhhh ... ohhhh ... ohhhh," the limply sprawled, thoroughly screwed young girl chanted mindlessly as she licked her spermy lips and ran her trembling fingers over both of her cum-oozing lower holes.