Chapter 7
Brad had suggested a weekend in the country, and naturally enough, everyone seconded the motion. Terry, Nina and Dinah were thrilled to get away.
They took a long ride north, and finally checked into a little motel.
"What a tight little rump that blonde bitch has," Terry commented to Brad, who was sipping a cup of coffee at the table. They were in a quiet little restaurant perched over the Hudson River, just outside of a resort town.
"Yeah, she's pussy alright."
"Speaking of which-"
"Yes and no. I can't figure it out. But she's ripe for it, I tell you. I don't understand this game she's playing with her virginity. Like it's something precious."
"Well?"
"Yeah." Brad smiled. "I know."
"Listen, why don't we go back to the motel and see if we can instigate some action?"
"Can't argue with you, amigo."
They arrived to find Dinah sunning herself on the terrace outside their cottage.
"Where's Nina?"
"She took the car and went into town for some provisions, guys," Dinah said. "She should be back soon. I asked her to pick up some booze and food to make a nice barbecue for dinner tonight. This motel is great."
"Yeah, it's pretty private."
As far as these things went, they'd located a great little place to shack up. The cottages were far apart, and set into the woods in a way that afforded complete privacy.
Dinah was stretched on a low rope hammock, her two piece bikini making it possible for the sun to turn her golden body tan.
"So how are you feeling, little Cherry Girl?"
"Oh, I could be better."
"Yes?"
"Sure. I could have a man's tongue working on my clit," Dinah responded.
"I see," Brad let out. He looked at Terry. "You up for the job, Terry?"
"Too much for you?"
"Not really. But I'm in the mood for a blowjob. I was thinking, Terry, if you could work on little Dinah's clit for me-ahm, for HER-she could give me some serious Deeeep Throat." Brad winked.
"I see," Terry said.
"So could it be arranged?"
"If you know the right people," Terry goofed, sticking his tongue out and looking at the golden blonde's long pretty legs. The hot stalks opened, as if by magic. Terry got to his feet. He had a big erection, which seriously effected the line of his slacks as he stood there.
Dinah winked and wet her lips.
Brad's slacks dropped to his ankles and he stepped out of them. He cupped his balls, the penis standing at attention before him.
"Bring that lollipop over here, lover boy!"
"Ok."
Terry climbed onto the hammock and got his head between the blonde's legs.
"Baby, let's see if you can use that pretty pink tongue the way I taught you."
"I think I can figure it out," Dinah let out softly, her fingers testing the hardness of Brad's throbber. She stroked it with delicate fingertips, until a pearl of clear cum appeared on the tip.
"Hmmmm," the blonde let out, bending her neck and letting her tongue fly over the tip of Brad's penis. She hungrily lapped up the pearl.
"Baby!"
"Mmmm, I love the taste of that hot sauce," the girl let out playfully.
"And I love the taste of that pussy dew," Terry moaned, opening her pussy lips with his fingers. He watched as the little pink clitoris stood up and demanded attention. He bent in so that his ears grazed her inner thighs. Without another word, Terry began whipping Dinah's clitoris with his tongue.
"OooOoooo!" the blonde let out.
"Ride that tongue, Bitch!"
"Give it to meee, Brad. Feed me that big prick!"
Brad did not have to be convinced. He let his penis move close to her lips. But before he allowed her to take it in, he rubbed the bottom of his shaft over her pouting mouth, over her chin and cheeks, and across the blonde brow. He loved the way his penis left a trail of moisture on her smooth creamy face.
"In my mouth!" she demanded. "When'm ready."
"Oh please!" the blonde begged. "Put that sweet stick inside meeeee!"
Terry's tongue was whipping her clit mercilessly now, causing the blonde to quake and quiver with passion. She was dancing on his tongue, and Terry loved every twitch of her moistening body. He looked up. Her knobs were rocking and rolling, and when she lifted her face, he could see her lovely little fox-face framed by those fine knobs.
Brad moved her blonde mane aside, so he could watch her face as he stuffed it with cock.
"In your cheek."
The girl smiled at him, taking his throbber into her cheek so that it bulged noticeably. She turned, so he could admire her profile.
"Now roll that tongue on me, Dinah."
The girl tongue-whipped his penis, as it slid in and out of her pretty mouth.
"That's my bitch!"
"Mmmmmmmmmrn!"
Terry's hot tongue was delving into the hot blonde. He'd begun a series of repetitive movements designed to drive her out of her mind. His tongue would penetrate her pussy lips, then emerge and flutter over her clitoris, then drop deep into her cunt again. Again and again!
The girl's moist body glistened in the sunlight as she broke into a sweat from the workout she was getting. Her rump cakes quaked and the big tits quivered.
"Suck cock Dinah."
"Hmmmmmm!"
Brad looked down at Terry. "You must be doing something right, Terry. She's going at it!"
Terry winked, his tongue swirling over the blonde girl's clitoris.
Brad reached for her tits and cupped them. He held them together to deepen her cleavage and make the titty tops wiggle as she danced to the beat of Terry's tongue.
"Yeah, Baby, that's the way. Work on that big prick. Get it in your face."
Dinah did not have to be told. She was doing such deep downbeats it was amazing her. She never realized she could take a man's entire shaft into her face like that. She felt Brad's balls bounce on her chin every time he hit the downbeat.
"Hmmmmm," she hummed.
Brad suddenly popped out of her mouth and began rubbing his wet prick on her face.
"You ready for a cum bath, Baby?"
Dinah licked her lips. "Whatever you wish, Brad. I love to feel your prick on my face. Oh, I love that big throbber! Cum on me!"
"When'm ready."
"Cum on meeee!" she implored.
Brad saw what was happening. The beautiful blonde was on the verge of release.
Terry held the hot thighs apart and dug into her as deeply as his tongue could go. He felt her little clitoris glowing, as he came out and swirled over the pink button.
"Yesssss!" the girl let out, tossing her head wildly, the blonde mane spreading out on her shoulders and titty tops as she wriggled.
Brad could not contain himself. The girl began to orgasm, and her tongue went wild on his penis, causing him to follow her into the pleasure zone.
"Ohhh yesssss!"
Brad's prick started to spurt, mixing hot jizz with perspiration on Dinah's chin and cheeks, on her neck and then up onto her lips and nose and forehead.
"Cum bath time, Dinah!"
"Hmmmmm!"
"Open your mouth!"
Brad watched the little pink tongue come out. He watched as a shot of jizz landed on her tongue The girl swallowed it hungrily, then began licking, hungry for more.
Terry's palms were clinched around the hot slippery bitch cakes, attempting to hold the girl in place as she spasmed in deep fits of pleasure.
"Ohhh," she gasped, her mouth wide open, jizz dribbling from the corners of her lips. "That's soooo fine, Terrryyyyy!" she gasped hotly.
Terry's penis was swollen, and he was aching to stick it in her cunt. But the little cherry girl would have none of that. Not yet.
"In my ass, Terry!"
He did not have to be convinced. He rolled her over on the hammock. The bitch cookies were aimed up, and Terry mounted her as he spread her tump apart with delicate fingers.
"Push that prick into meeee!"
He reached under her and fingered her clitoris, as his dick sank into her warm rectum.
It was like plugging into an electrical outlet. The juice went on!
"Wow!" Terry gasped, hanging on for dear life as Dinah's mojo kicked into high gear.
He felt the tight heat of her ass clutching his penis as she rolled her hips under him. In a few minutes, he was out of control. He massaged her clit to keep her dancing, as his hot jizz spurted into her asshole.
That's my bitch!"
"Oooo cum in my asssss!"
Brad watched the lovely way the blonde's lower body arched up to meet Terry's driving rod. He drew her hair back. He loved the sight of her pretty face coated with sweat and j izz. She was a living beauty!
That's it!" Dinah gasped. "Cum in meee!"
"I love to spurt in that hot butt!"
"Yesssss!"
"Hmmmm!"
"That's the way, Terry," Brad commented, watching the two of them go at it. He enjoyed watching Dinah take prick in her ass, almost as much as he liked feeding it into her face. She was a joy to behold.
In a few minutes, the three of them were relaxing, catching their breath and sharing a cigarette.
Suddenly Nina pulled up in the car, bouncing out with her arms loaded with groceries.
"Hi guys," Nina said. "Did I miss anything?"
"Nothing that isn't going to be happening to you soon enough," Terry let out, looking down at his dick. It was hot and swollen, and looked like if he soaked it in water it would hiss from heat. He smiled at Nina.
"I see I did miss something. Just make sure you two guys have enough jizz left to give me what I need."
"I do believe I need a rest," Terry said.
"Not me," Brad boasted. "Bring that pussy sweetness over here, Nina, and I'll show you what you missed."
"Well, let me put our supplies away."
"I'll do it Nina," Dinah said, getting to her feet.
Nina looked at the blonde. Her hair was mussed, her bikini was half off, and she had hot sauce drooling down out of the corners of her lips.
"Well, look at you!"
"I feel like I need a quick shower," Dinah said. "Although I do love having my favorite guy's cum on my body."
"Well, wash it off and we'll give you a fresh cum bathing," Terry said.
"Sounds good to me."
"Meanwhile, Nina, bring those big fine tits to Poppa!"
Nina shimmied her shoulders, making her knobs dance independently. She shook her cookies over to Terry and stood next to him. She'd put on a flimsy dress to go into town, but had nothing on under it.
Terry had her sit down on his hard prick, then guided her girlish hips so that she started to rotate on his throbber.
"Baby, I've just begun to bitch-train you," he said to the lovely brunette.
"Mmmm," Nina let out, rotating and sliding her cunt lips on his duck throbber. She felt his tongue move into her mouth, and met it with her own.
She loved the feel of his hands, lifting and massaging her hard knobs. She felt tingles as he squeezed the titty tips tenderly.
"I love the way you fuck me, Terry!"
"Nina, squeeze me with that cunt!"
Terry's palms cupped the hot rump cakes, and he bounced her on his lap like a rag doll. His muscles rippled as he moved her body up and down on his penis.
"Baby, ride that piston for meeee!"
"Fuck meeee Terry!"
He watched her knockers bounce and dance on her body, as his wide palms guided her rump cakes up and down.
"I love that tight cunt!" he groaned.
She felt his throbber tingle inside of her, and gave him a hard playful squeeze.
"Now Terry!"
"Ohyeahhhh!"
He throbbed deep in her snatch, feeling the explosive heat of pre-orgasm. "Roll those bitchcakes!"
"Yesssss!"
His dick spurted hot cum into the moist dancing pussy. Her hot cunt felt his twitching, and responded by glowing out its own radiant intensity.
Nina began to orgasm. She bit into his upper lip as her spasms began, as the hot moist female body gave way to utter and complete release. She tossed her mane to the side and pouted, the nostrils flaring as waves of electric tension spread through her wired body wickedly.
"Oh, Terry, I love the way you throb in my body!"
"Give it to me, Nina!"
As he came, he cupped her knobs and lifted them, licking the titty tops as they danced in his hands. His penis was still spurting when he reached under her ass again, lifting her so that their bodies were flush.
His dick spasmed deeply into Nina's cunt.
After a long afterglow, Terry took his penis out. He swore it was smoking. He smiled, as Nina rolled over on her side and stroked his half-hard penis into full erection again.
"You trying to kill me?"
"Ahh, maybe, but what a way to go."
Terry reached out and pinched a titty tip. He was in no mood to argue with her statement.
The next day Terry took Nina for a ride. He was in the mood to see how kinky he could get with the hot brunette. He wanted to be completely alone with her. So they piled into the car and took off into the mountainside.
He found a seasonal road that led over a large mountain, and they took it. They bounced along for a while, before Terry found the right spot for his games. It was total isolation. There was an abandoned hunter's cabin alongside of an old trail. They'd hiked not more than a half hour before coming to it.
"Let's make camp here for the day," Terry said.
"Here? There's nothing here for us Terry."
"Yes there is, there's privacy."
She didn't know what he was talking about. But she could see why he liked the site. For one thing, they were on the ledge of a large cliff, which was perched halfway up a very high mountain. They could see for miles.
And another interesting facet of this private paradise, was that the hunter's cabin contained some usable facilities. A fine brick stove and fireplace. A fairly usable table and stools for chairs. There was a place for a bed, but of course, no bed. Terry laid out an inflatable mattress in the room that would be the bedroom.
He also started cooking some provisions he had with him. He made coffee and built a fire for their lunch.
"Hey, I'm impressed. I thought you were a city kinda guy," the brunette let out.
"I can handle myself in all situations," Terry said. "We're gonna play a little game out here, Nina. We're going to role-play, that I'm the king of this little land, and you're my slave girl. Think you can get into that?"
"Slave girl?" Nina looked perplexed, the dark brow wrinkling as she pouted. "But will my king be good to his slave girl? You wouldn't be a brutal king, would you?" She appeared to be taking this right.
"I will be a very kind king ... but with some serious demands to make upon my little slave girl. But I have nothing but confidence in her to handle my demands."
Nina smiled, her eyes twinkling. "I guess I could handle that," she said.
"Great!"
They had lunch around a roaring fire, then went for a dip in a nearby mountain creek. After lunch, Terry got serious. He went to his backpack, and came out with some gear.
"Baby, when you get out of the water, your clothing is going to be waiting for you. Put these things on and come meet me at the cabin."
"Ok love," Nina sang.
She washed herself in the cool water, loving the way the sun dried her tanning skin almost instantly. She felt great, shaking out her hair and letting the breezes finish drying her dewy delta for her.
When she found the towel and the garments, she let out a gasp. She had no idea he'd brought special vines for her! A very sexy half-bra, cut with just enough foundation to push the knobs up and together! She put it on, wishing at once, that she had a mirror to admire herself in. Nina knew such things made her look very hot. She had a perfect body for this sort of thing!
She was getting interested now, as she dug deeper into the towel. There was a pair of stark white undies, a pair of nylons with seams in the back, a pair of high heel pumps! Oh, and red garter belts!
Nina felt fine, female and potent, as she stood smoothing out the nylons, looking down on her shapely legs. She knew that Terry was going to have her do some role-playing. Some girls would get spooked with Terry, for pulling this sort of thing. But to Nina, it was just the way a guy with imagination makes demands. It was going to be fun to please him. And he'd be grateful enough to please her in turn.
Terry liked watching her cum, she realized. She had nothing to worry about with Terry. If he pleased himself, he pleased her as well.
She found him sitting on the log-bench outside the cabin. He was stark naked, stroking his fine hot throbber as she approached.
"How's my little slave girl?"
"Your slave feels like serving, my king."
"Glad to hear that, Baby. You look fine in those things. I don't believe those legs Nina. Do a turn for me. Show it off a little."
She lifted up on tip toes and spun.
"Come on, Nina, show me how you jut those knockers out!" he yelled.
The girl took a deep breath, puffing out her knobs. She moved her arms close to her sides, deepening her cleavage as she licked her lips and looked at Terry.
"I want to train you further, today, slave girl. You've been mouth-trained. Now it's time for the rectum."
"Oh?"
"Nina, we're going to do some deep rump-tucking today. And I'm thinking I should put you in bondage for this. Just so you can't squirm away from me."
The brunette's eyes widened. She'd been ready for some action. But bondage? She felt a fear pulse through her. Yet, she was excited and having tun, and not ready to say no to him. She smiled, moistening her lips and forcing her eyes to meet his as he spoke.
"Put your arms behind your back. Up, palms to elbows," he said, moving behind her with a set of leather thongs.
She felt the thongs dancing over her flesh as he very quickly locked her arms into place behind the small of her back.
Tine, baby, now we're going to lay you over this barrel," he said.
Her eyes widened. He'd found what looked like an old pickle barrel. It was very old wood, with rusty rims running around it to hold the slats in place. Terry laid the brunette down on the barrel, with her rump cakes pointing up at the sky. Her hands, tied back, were forcing her knobs to press against the barrel.
"Oh, this isn't exactly comfortable," she let out.
"Good, I don't want you comfortable, slave girl. I want you to know how much you might have to endure to please your master," he hissed.
"Terry, don't hurt meee," she cried softly.
But even that cry was a part of their game now, as he moved in on top of her and rested his dick between the cakes of her ass. He reached under her belly and down, and began to finger the hot pink clicker.
"Ohhh," she let out, licking her lips, the eyes rolling back as orgasmic heat built up.
"Roll those butt cakes for me, Nina, Baby. You look so hot in that get-up!"
Terry slid her panties off, after rubbing the white cotton hard on her pussy and clit. He draped her panties over his nose and breathed in the hot sweetness of her muff.
She let out a chuckle at the sight of this.
He grabbed her by the hair and jerked her face to the side. "What the fuck are you laughing at Bitch?"
"Terry, I-"
"Shut up, cunt!"
She looked down, sobbing. In a second his penis was at her asshole's dark door, pressing and pushing into her.
"Terry!"
The brunette rolled her hips as his lingers worked her clicker. She felt the heat building, felt the spark and tingle of pre-orgasm mounting.
"Terry!"
She began to 'gasm.
Terry pushed his pulsing penis into the orgasming brunette's hot ass.
"That's it baby!" he gasped, feeling the contractions of her rectal passage, as his penis registered each quiver of female heat. He gasped.
"Oh Terrryyyyy!"
Terry ejaculated into Nina's hot ass, as the dancing brunette quaked and quivered in orgasmic spasms.
Later that day, Terry tied the lovely brunette to a tree. He bound her so that her arms were spread wide, the wrists wrapped in thongs, that ran all the way around the thick trunk. The legs were also spread, ankles bound.
Terry walked around the bound beauty, pinching her nipples and forcing her to dance on his fingers and penis.
To amuse himself, he began tickling the brunette, making her knobs jiggle, making her to wriggle and writhe trying to escape his tickling feather.
"Terry, please!"
"Oh, goose flesh, Nina. Look at that!"
He amused himself by making her squirm for a few minutes, then untied her wrists, allowing her to bend at the waist. Then he made her get on her knees, and stood over her with is penis resting on her profile; on the high cheekbone. The tip of his penis was pressed to her lower lip as he spoke.
"Slide those lips on your master's penis, slave girl."
Now this part Nina knew she liked. She was becoming a great mouth girl. And she knew, that getting this right would make Terry HER slave!
The brunette licked her lips. "Feed me that big rod, Daddy," she let out.
Terry pushed his penis into her mouth. She did not resist, and as he had her profile in his lap, his dick moved into the girl's cheek. It bulged in her face, just below the cheekbone.
He moved her hair back, so he could watch her dark brow wrinkle as she struggled to contain his thick throbber in her cheek. Then he slid it out, and down her throat.
"Deep, Nina, take it deep for me. I want to see the total shaft in your face."
The brunette strained considerably, but soon she was taking in his entire member; her perky nose banging on his underbelly each time he did a downbeat.
"Ok, Baby, now let's see how you butterfly your tongue on it," he said, pulling out of her mouth and holding the tip of his throbber to her lips.
"Don't touch me with nothing but tongue, Nina."
Nina's pink tongue fluttered hotly on her master's penis. She licked a clear pearl off the tip and rolled it hungrily on the roof of her mouth.
"That's my bitch! Ok, now slide on it," he said, reaching her the hard knobs and pressing them up to his balls. "Suck cock now, slave girl!"
She slid on and off his prick.
"I love to fuck that pretty face!"
"Mmmmmmm!"
"Slide on it!"
"Hmmmmm m mmmmmm m mm!"
He gasped and throbbed, as the hot girl lips slid on and off his throbbing penis. He held her by the chin and the crown of her head, guiding her head up and down as the wet mouth teased him.
"Ohh!"
He pulsed in her mouth. It was totally impossible to control his orgasmic trigger, he mused, when things got THAT hot in the shaft of his prick.
She felt the hot spunk pulse out of his penis and hit the back of her throat!
"Swallow!"
The brunette obeyed her master automatically, swallowing the hot sauce that hit her mouth.
"That's it, bitch! Gulp it down!"
She lapped the hot cum that shot out of his penis, swallowing it as he commanded.
"That's my little hot bitch. My slave girl. I could get very hooked on having you for my slave."
Tell me about it," she said wickedly.
"You are really cheeky, Baby," he said. "I think you need a little spanking."
"Spanking?"
Nina had no idea why, but the very thought of her master giving her a spanking, got her little pussy wet. She saw at once, as he untied her ankles and sprawled her across his lap, that Terry was very serious.
WhAcK.
"Yeeowww!"
CrAcK.
Terrrryyyyy!"
WcHaCcke!
Terry's eyes took in the tight balk of her rump cakes, as they wriggled and shivered in response to his whipping palm. He let her have it a few more times, noting that the cheeks of her ass were developing a lovely pink tone.
The rump cakes wriggled under a severe spanking!
"I love those hot cakes, my bitch," he gasped, noting how red the cheeks were getting. "I'm gonna make sure my little girl obeys her master from now on."
"Yes master!"
WhAcK!
"Ouch!"
Nina bit her upper lip, as the stinging hit her left cake. Then her right. Then her left again. Then, after a while, all she felt was a steady heat on both of her bitch cakes.
CrAcK!
"Ooouuchh!"
He held her with one hand, so that the squirming female form--all moist and animate-would not slide off of his lap as he spanked her hot cakes.
She was sputtering now, her hair mussy and clinging to the moist perspiration on her face. Her pouting lips were swollen from all that cock sucking, and her rump hurt from his punishing penetration.
Terry massaged her clitoris, reaching under her to make her dance with abandon. He mingled pain and pleasure; the spanking with a hot clit tickling, and soon the brunette was gasping and writhing with orgasmic tensions.
"CJoooOoOoO!"
She began to orgasm.
Just from having the brunette squirm on his lap, Terry's dick was wildly aglow. And when she began to orgasm, he felt himself pulse in terminal heat.
"Bitch, get those tits between my legs," he gasped, as the orgasm started.
He managed to pull the sweating bitch between his legs, so that he could cup her big knobs and press them to his balls and penis.
"Oh, baby, I love to shoot cum on those tits!" he gasped.
Nina looked down at her chest. The push-up brassiere had been ripped off of her. Her naked tits were sweaty and wet, and now his hot cum was shooting onto her nipples and titty tops, onto her neck and face and lips.
That's my bitch. Mouth open!"
She parted her lips, and he aimed a spurt right into her hot female mouth.
That's my bitch. You're going to wear your master's cum for a while, bitch. I'll let you wash off in the creek, when I feel like it."
"Yes master," she said in a soft voice.
Nina was getting the hang of this role playing thing Terry had going. And she kind of liked it. It gave her a chance to experiment with different fantasies of her own.