Chapter 7
Why didn't Phil come? Didn't he still care for her? She'd done what he wanted, she'd given her body to him, but he didn't come to rescue her. Hilary had heard the phone ringing and hoped that it had been Phil. But she couldn't be sure. And unless someone came for her soon, she would lose her mind. She was losing part of it right now.
"Ohhhh, please. Just leave them inside me this time," she groaned.
Cal stood at the foot of the bed. He was naked, his brown body sinewy and strong-looking as he jacked the skin of his cock and watched her writhe. She was still bound hand and foot to the bedposts. But for the past four hours she had been driven close to total madness by the crazed black. Deep in her ass was a vibrator. Inside her cunt was another. Both of them had been replenished with fresh batteries, batteries that Cal kept digging from the paper sack on the dresser. He had a string on each vibrator. When he felt her tormented body begin to convulse with a climax, Cal would pull the things from her holes. And then she would cry. She had been crying a lot.
Once Hilary had tried to fake it. She'd pretended that she wasn't coming at all. But when the furious edge of excitement got too near, she gave herself away. She plunged her ass up and down frantically, trying to catch that tickly itch and grind out the pleasure. Cal had stopped it, though ... stopped it just before she climaxed. And he would stop this one, too ... and maybe the next.
"What do you want of me?" she groaned. "Why can't I come?"
"I'm just getting you ready for this, baby," he said, holding his heavy, brown cock out for her to see.
"Then fuck me, for God's sake! Do it and get it over with!"
Cal walked to the bed and eased the vibrator from her butt. It came out with a sticky sound of Vaseline. He tossed it in a sack and wiped his hands on a towel. Hilary had never before realized that her asshole was an erogenous zone. But with that thing removed from her shitter, she could still feel the tingles, she could still feel the spasming clutch of her muscles searching for the plastic bullet. And that sensation of having the thing slid from her guts had excited her enough so that she could almost feel another climax beginning. She shut her eyes and concentrated. She tensed the muscles in her thighs and let go again. Tight and loose, tight and loose as the thundering thrills poured down on her. Yes, she would be able to come ... if she could only have that smooth, tickling bullet in her for a few more seconds.
"Easy come, easy go," Cal laughed, slipping the long thing out of her pussy. Hilary let out a shuddering cry of anger. Her hips bucked but she was empty now and the buzzing excitement was gone, too. Her cunt-hole milked empty space, almost as if it was begging for something hard and hot.
"Why? God in heaven, why?"
"I guess you're primed good enough now," Cal said. "Hey, Willy, you can come on in now."
Hilary jerked against the ropes, her blonde hair flying. The bed creaked but her bonds held. What was going to happen to her now? Another man? But every movement was tantalizing, teasing her with that which she couldn't have.
"Willy's my cousin. He's cherry, you dig? I mean he ain't never fucked a girl, not a black, brown, or white."
Cal strutted around the side of her bed. His big cock bumped her hand but Hilary only curled her nails against her palm. Was this really happening? Or had she gone mad and hallucinated the whole thing?
"Let me go. Ohhhhh, I can't stand any more!"
"Willy is fourteen," Cal went on, ignoring her pleas.
"Fourteen? God, he's just a boy."
"And you're a girl," Cal laughed, running a finger over her big tits. He petted her belly and worked lower until his fingers tangled in her cunt hair. Hilary tried not to respond but her body was so hungry for release that she writhed and bit her lips and couldn't stop working her ass up and down. Someone appeared in the doorway and Cal motioned him over.
"Come 'ere, Willy, and meet your piece. Me, I'm going downstairs and have some more of her old man's Scotch." He laughed and bopped out of the room.
Willy was a lanky, coffee and cream boy with alert eyes. He took everything in with a few glances and stood at the end of the bed. He was wearing basketball shoes and a cut-off jeans, no shirt.
"You're so white," he murmured.
The tone of his voice was strange. He came around the bed. His light-brown fingers touched her knee and traced a line upwards. He trembled a little when he got to where her cunt hair curled thickly.
"Don't look at me like that," he said. "I don't like people to look at me."
"I guess it won't do any good to ask you to turn me loose."
"Naw. I ain't gonna turn you loose. I'm gonna fuck your white pussy."
Willy kicked off his shoes and started yanking down his jean shorts. Hilary knew that her body was so worked up that the minute he started fooling around with her, she wouldn't be able to keep herself from getting excited. She was tired of resisting. Cal had worn her down with the vibrators. She felt Willy climbing up beside her, and she closed her eyes again. She felt suddenly grateful for him. She wanted to be fucked, wanted to feel the final release which could free her. At least for a while.
His hands rubbed her belly and her tits. He kissed her neck. Then he was grinding his hips against her thigh. But something was wrong. The poor kid didn't have a hard-on. His cock soft and warm and wiggly. He was afraid of her, even though she was tied up.
"White bitch," he muttered.
It seemed the only phrase he knew. Cal had been a good teacher, but it wasn't going to help the kid now that the chips were down. She writhed under his warm, young body as he kept touching her. But he wasn't going to make it.
"Don't say a damn thing," Willy said. "If Cal comes back, you tell him I fucked you." The kid sat up and rubbed his arm.
"Willy?"
"I said I don't want to hear."
"But maybe I can help."
"I ain't gonna untie you, goddammit."
Willy looked down at his sagging cock. It was pretty big, even in the soft stage. Hilary felt a hot thrill burn through her cunt. She longed to have it inside her. She needed it so bad. The empty place where the vibrator had been seemed emptier than ever now.
"Maybe I'm willing."
"Huh?"
"Maybe I want to screw. Did that ever occur to you?"
The sharp eyes scanned her darkly. He moved quickly to untie one of her hands. Then he lay up close so that she could reach his cock. Hilary circled her fingers around the soft, hot meat and started to massage it. Slowly it thickened, stiffened. Willy watched her as if he hadn't seen anything like that in his life.
"Just because I'm white, you think I don't want to touch you?"
Hilary licked her lips. She could hardly wait until she could get that lovely, dark prick inside her cunt. But Willy was still suspicious. He was breathing faster now and his eyes flicked faster, too. As if she might pull some hidden weapon from under the pillow. It was true that she was almost as tall as he was, and probably outweighed him one or two pounds. But she didn't want to fight. She wanted to fuck!
That long, brown snake had turned out to be a surprise. His cock wasn't quite as thick as Cal's, not as broad across the head. But it was longer! At least eight and a half inches. Slender and long, with a tight little ball-sac pulled up against the spot where the shaft grew out of Willy's body. She ran her fingers up and down it, touching the veins and the long tube that stretched up the underside. Will was starting to respond now. His cock throbbed and swelled with each beat of his heart.
"I could do better if I had both hands...." Hilary said, not looking at Willy.
She was watching the way the flared cock-tip bulged every time she brought her fingers up against it. Up and down ... slowly, lovingly. Willy reached across and undid the knot that held her other arm up against the bedpost. She didn't even bother to rub the place where the clothesline had cut into her skin. She sat up slightly and eased Willy back on the bed. He still kept his eyes on her, but Hilary knew she was gaining his trust. If only he knew how hungry she was for him now! His long, lean body was a feast for someone who had been teased to the point of madness for eight hours. She kissed his light-brown chest and made a wet line of caresses down his flat belly. "Jeez...."
"You're beautiful," she breathed, warming his cock-tip with the spoken words.
Willy writhed under her touch. He probably didn't think she would do it. But Hilary licked her lips slick and then eased them down over his spongy, throbbing prick-head.
"Wow! God damn!"
"Mmmmmmmnnnnn," she cooed, jacking his cock gently as she nursed on his feverish hard-on.
She tongued the underside with ginger movements. She cupped his firm balls, massaging them until the sac loosened and dropped the orbs down. Poor Willy was almost in a coma of ecstasy now. He didn't even notice when she stretched down to undo the ropes at each of her ankles.
By now Hilary's pussy was dripping slick juice. She eased her body up over the pretty brown-skinned boy. He was dimly aware of her new position but she kissed him to keep him calm. The kiss was good, better than she'd expected. His full, soft lips curved eagerly around hers and she drove her tongue into his mouth and lured his own tongue in between her teeth.
"Ohhhhh, Willy! I want you so bad!"
She was on her knees, straddling his slim body. Slowly she eased herself back, eased down on the long and slender prick she steadied with shaking hands. As the fevered tip touched her pussy-petals, Hilary groaned and plunged her ass hungrily.
"Ohhhhh, it's going in. Can't you feel it?" she gasped.
"Yeah. Shit! Ohhhhh, you're really hot inside!"
Hilary almost said all girls are, but didn't. The kid was finally making it. And she was in no way going to risk ruining things. She needed that slender, pulsing prick up inside her cunt! Needed it worse than anything.
Her soft cunt-flesh melted around the boy's cock and she made slow circular movements with her ass as she pressed back, back. She took seven, seven and a half, eight inches and then felt the pressure against the mouth of her womb. But it felt so good that she pushed harder yet. Even the pain was wonderful now!
"Yessss! Ohhhh, yesssss!"
She covered the light-brown face with kisses. Willy was squirming around under her warm body, pumping his ass up from the bed. Hilary wrapped her legs around his and tried fucking that way for a while. Then she put one thigh in between his legs and the other out. Any way she did it was fantastic. The slippery rub of his cock in and out of her swollen, velvety cuntal tissues brought shuddering groans from deep within her. And when she really pushed back hard, she could feel part of her cunt being stabbed at. His cock was actually longer than she could handle. But she wished that somehow she could get all of his prick inside! She changed the angle of her body, humped her back sharply to let the flared tip press directly against the tiny stricture that was the opening to her womb.
Willy moaned and flopped his head back and forth. She caught his face in her hands and kissed him wetly.
"You beautiful, beautiful boy," she gasped, eating at his lips.
"Baby, you something else for a white girl."
Hilary smiled at this. As if he'd had much experience! She strained harder, feeling that taut, hot cock-head actually forcing her womb open. Could it happen? Could she actually get that slender prick inside her womb? She forced harder and felt a tiny pain spread deep inside her body.
"What you trying to do?" Willy gasped.
"Soooo deep. Ohhhhh! Uhnnnnnn!"
Hilary didn't hear the footsteps behind her. But suddenly she was aware of Cal getting onto the bed, lowering his body over hers.
"You fuck her good, Willy!" Cal said. "I've got her in the other hole."
Hilary struggled briefly, but Cal caught her wrists and held them as he eased his well-greased cock between the plump cheeks of her ass. She bobbed her butt wildly, but the tip of his prick had wedged against the knot of her asshole. She was helpless as he gave a short jab and the muscles gave. Suddenly she was full ... soooo full of hot, brown cock! Every movement sent new thrills bursting through her.
Cal bit her shoulder. "You really gonna be fucked this time, white bitch!"
His cock sunk deeper into her guts. She bucked herself around and the tension and friction increased unbelievably. The hot bodies sandwiched her with sensuality. The two blacks had made a white meat sandwich and she was skewered firmly between them.
Willy was surprised at first, but his passion had been brought to such a high peak that he could only pump his hips under her, rubbing and fucking and shoving his cock hard against part of her pussy. And Cal was all the way inside, too. The thick feel of his cock between the plump halves of her ass was fantastic. It was much better than the vibrator had been. She squirmed feverishly between the dark bodies. Hands felt her all over. Her tits were squeezed by Cal and Willy dug his strong fingers into the meat of her ass even as Cal fucked her there.
"Baby, baby!" Cal gasped, swept up in the three-way orgy.
He nibbled at the nape of her neck while Willy kissed her mouth. Every muscle in her body tightened as the tickling ecstasy pounded through her. The bed rocked as the three of them pumped and squirmed and fucked! Hilary had never felt anything like it in her life and knew she never would again. Her come started slowly, teasingly. She plunged her white ass up and down between the black bodies. She could clearly feel each hot cock stabbing deep in her holes.
"Ohhhhhh, God! I'm gonna come! I'm gonna die coming!"
The three of them rolled over on the bed and for a little while, Willy was on top, his slim hips thrusting wildly now that he wasn't crushed under two bodies. But Cal wanted to return to his superior position and they rolled over again.
Hilary came with a whimpering cry of ecstasy. Her pussy sent out a frothy slickness that smacked as the two men rammed her with their hot cocks. And soon the froth was mixed with their own steamy jizz as the droplets made hot lines down her skin.
Now the smacking, slurping, fucking noise filled the room as the young black men speared her cunt and asshole again and again, fucking her furiously.
"Ohhhhh, why can't it last forever?" Hilary cried, her heels drumming the bed as another jolt of pure pleasure racked her body. "Why can't it?"