Chapter 10
Darcy lost all track of time. She was lost in a forest of stiff cocks. She had no control over matters. She let the men handle everything. They manhandled and mauled her like a rag doll. Their hands were all over her. They flipped her this way and that, rubbed their cocks all over her. She had no idea how much time had passed.
She was aware of being laid out flat on her back after she'd finished sucking Buckley.
Then she felt the first of many cocks fucking up her cunt. Nick Stevens was on top of her, fucking her with long steady strokes of his bloated prick. He had her legs scissored up on either side and was pressing down the backs of her thighs with his hands.
While all this was going on, two cocks were thrust at her face from left and right. First one and then the other was crammed in her mouth. She was forced to tilt her head back and forth every few minutes. She wasn't even sure whose cocks they were. She just sucked the cocks, drew them into her mouth and wrapped her tongue around them lovingly.
She wasn't sure what the other guys were doing while she fucked and sucked these three, but she was vaguely aware of a cock being poked onto her tit from time to time. Or another cock being shoved into a free hand till her fingers curled around it automatically. She was never one-hundred percent sure anymore who was doing what to her. The only one she seemed able to identify was the guy who happened to be fucking her.
First it was Nick Stevens. He fucked her for a long time, carving his cock every which way in her sucking cunt as if he wanted to prepare the way for all the cocks yet to come. She was staring up at him as he grinned down at her, his face all flushed and sneering. His cock felt like a hard granite column shoved up her pussy.
Then it was Terry Hodge, and he was fucking her gently, slowly, as if the last thing he wanted was to make her uncomfortable. After three or four minutes of his pleasant fucking, she felt her climax building again deep inside her. Bigger and bigger waves of pleasure flowed through her. His fucking prick seemed to plow up along the length of her spine somehow.
Rob Sims was next, and she wasn't sure she'd ever recover from his assault on her. His cock was thicker than her arm, it seemed, and even though he went slowly, fucking his cockshaft into her a bit at a time, she still felt as though she were being split in half. It was incredible.
His cockhead felt like a softball being twisted about between her gaping cuntlips. Then he was pressing forward, fucking inch after inch of his monster prick into her pussy. Her whole crotch grew numb, as if his huge cock were injecting her with something. All she was aware of was the cockhead bulling its way deeper and deeper into her cunt. It went deeper than any of the other cocks, till it seemed it was fucked up into her chest.
She tried" to concentrate ori sucking the other cocks, on tugging at them with her hands. She didn't want to imagine what her poor pulpy cuntlips looked like stretched around his immense prick. When he began fucking her, it was a relief. Then at least his cock was pulled -partway out of her pussy some of the time. She drew someone's cock deep into her throat and curled her tongue around the base of that cock.
More time passed, and Darcy could hardly believe it, but as Sims fucked her the numbness lifted and she felt little quivers of climax growing again. The discomfort had gone. In a matter of minutes, if this kept up, she'd be cumming, her cunt all wet and melty around Sims' gross cock. She began to hum around the cock embedded in her throat. Her big tits tingled.
But then Sims was pulling his prick out of her. He had fucked her for less than five minutes, it seemed, and already he was withdrawing, making room for someone else between her legs. She felt cold and empty suddenly, and her cunt seemed to gape as if someone had had a fist up inside her. She began to whimper around the cock she was sucking.
Someone else was fucking his cock into her pussy. Tom Buckley, she thought. And she wrapped her legs around him and drew his cock deep, trying her best to climax before it was too late. Nobody had shot cum inside her since Kyle had fucked her, she suddenly realized, and she wondered what they were all saving themselves for. Maybe they all wanted to prove to each other just how long each of them could keep fucking.
Fresh cocks were replacing the ones on either side of her face. They were just as hard and stiff and bloated as ever. She sucked one cock into her mouth, sucking it as hard as she could. A fat cockhead slotted against the socket of her eye and rested there, throbbing warmly. Buckley's cock fucked in and out of her twitching cunt.
She was on the verge of climaxing. She was right on the edge. But Buckley was pulling out and Kyle Thomas was back between her legs, fucking his cock in and out of her pussy as if he hadn't shot off once already tonight. She humped her ass up off the bed at him, felt herself getting closer and closer and closer. Then something burst inside her and she was cumming. She moaned and groaned with fuck-lust.
It went on for ages. She couldn't stop climaxing. And even after Thomas pulled out of her, it continued. Wave after wave of pleasure rushed through her. She didn't even need a cock anymore. She groaned and gurgled on the cock in her mouth. And her cunt spasmed and twitched wildly.
The youths were talking to each other in low voices but she didn't pay them any attention. The waves of pleasure kept rippling through her. She felt a cock being pulled from her mouth. She was being flipped over onto her hands and knees. She didn't care. They would do what they wanted with her. She'd never felt so good in her whole life.
Someone was below her on the bed, on his back with his cock in his hand sticking up like a spike. She was being lowered onto him. Her legs were being held wide apart. His cock fucked into her cunt. She sank down on the prick easily, without any trouble at all. The cock was in her to the balls. It throbbed inside her cunt crazily.
Something was poking her ass cheeks, then her asshole. A cockhead. A big thick hard cockhead was poking at the puckered ring of her tight asshole. There was pressure, a great heavy weight against her asshole. Then the cockhead was inside, fucking farther and farther up her ass next to the bloated prick that still throbbed up her cunt.
She swore she could hear the cock fucking up her ass, creaking and straining as it went. It felt like a baseball bat was being pried up between her ass cheeks. Then it stopped, and she knew the cock was in her all the way. She felt a rough scratching of cock hair against her buns. She felt clogged, bloated with cockmeat. It was an amazing feeling.
"Fuck her! Fuck her up the ass and the cunt at the same time!" someone grunted. It sounded vaguely like Nick Stevens.
"You'll split her in half! Fuck!" someone else groaned. It was probably Terry Hodge.
Darcy felt the two monster cocks begin to fuck her at the same time, slowly at first and then with more and more strokes. Strangely enough, it was far from unpleasant. Her climax still rippled through her and she would have felt good no matter what. She whimpered and groaned, begged them to fuck her deeper. She waved her hands out on either side of her, in search of more cocks.
Almost at once, the fingers of both hands were wrapped around twin hard-ons. She tugged and pulled on them as if her life depended on it. Then a huge prick-it had to be Rob Sims'-loomed up in front of her face and scraped against her gasping mouth. Her lips opened and closed automatically, and she was sucking cock while jerking off two more, while her ass and cunt were plugged up with yet two more cocks.
She had no idea how long this went on. It couldn't have been very long. The set-up was just too weird and cramped. But for the few moments it lasted, Darcy felt as though her head, her tits, her pussy were all about to explode. It was too much cock. It was too much cock for any one woman at one time. For a second or two, she realized later, she must have passed out.
When she came to her senses all the cocks had been pulled from her but one. She was on her back again, and as she gazed up dazedly she saw Rob Sims on top of her, fucking in and out of her cunt with that huge log of a cock of his. He seemed far away, and she realized he was kneeling up while he fucked her. There were pillows under her ass so that her cunt was angled up toward him.
But there were pillows under her neck as well, and her face was tilted back at an angle for some reason. Her eyes focused again and she saw what the reason was. The other four men were surrounding her head, two on each side. Their bloated cocks were just inches from her face and they were being jerked off. All four men were aiming their cocks at her face. They were going to shoot their cum loads all over her.
She closed her eyes for a few seconds for fear of panicking. She knew what it was like to have one man spurt cum in her face. What would it be like having four cocks spurt at the same time? It was too much to think about. She wondered vaguely if she would survive the next few minutes. Surely she would drown in cum.
Every few seconds, one of the cocks was shoved against her mouth, and she opened her lips dutifully and sucked on the cockhead and as much of the cockshaft as she could. She serviced all four cocks this way over the next little while, but it was hard to concentrate on what she was doing. She kept worrying about what was going to happen next. She kept imagining gallons of cum.
Her eyes were shut tightly with fear, and her breathing was ragged. She waited, knowing that any second hot jets of cum would be fired at her. She was only half aware of Sims fucking away up her cunt. She was too worried about what would happen around her face. She peeked out through the slits of her eyelids.
When it started though, it started slowly and gently, almost as if everything were in slow motion. Kyle Thomas had his cock lodged against her forehead and a great thick twine of cum oozed out and attached itself to her left eyebrows. His prick lifted Up, and the thick strand of silver spunk stretched between her eyebrow and his cockhead, like a heavy cobweb. Only as he continued jerking off did the strand snap.
It fell in a thick rope across her eye and down over her cheek. Her lashes were suddenly matted thickly together. The jizz curled off in a little swirl that ended up below her left ear. It looked like a weird scar running all across the top third of her face. Her eyelashes stuck up wetly like little black spikes.
Then Kyle was jerking off slowly, gently, and he moved his cockhead from place to place, planting it at various points on her face. He stuck his prick alongside her nose and watched as a huge glob of white jizz poured out like a ball of wax, dribbling off across her cheek in two separate streams.
He poked her chin, and a long string of cum oozed out which he managed to pull and stretch all the way up her cheek as far as her temple. Here he hooked it into the blonde strands of her hair and left it, determined to go on decorating some other area with his cum.
He shoved his cock in her eye and let a monstrous cum-wad unwind all along the line of her clenched eyelashes, matting them together like he'd done on the other side. The cum drooled off along her gleaming blue eyelids like some new and exotic make-up. It made her eyelid glow the color of a dark bruise.
On and on he worked, draping Darcy's pretty face with strings and loops of cum. And the other guys watched in fascination and continued jerking on their own cocks. Another stream of cum sprang free, this one with more force. It jetted across her cheek and down between her nose and top lip, finally spinning off her jaw line. Darcy poked out her tongue to lick the hot jism, and she managed to scoop up a gob of it.
But there was so much more to come. And if Darcy had thought, she wouldn't have tried to open one eye right at that moment. For Terry Hodge was cumming now. His cock gushed out a huge ribbon of jizz that went dancing up her face like mercury over glass. Cum hit her chin, crossed her mouth, shot up her cheek and splashed into her eye before she knew what was happening. In a flash her eye was sealed shut, and a glob of cum the size of a large pearl hung wetly from her lashes.
"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" Darcy gasped, her breath taken away as if she were being hit by chunks of ice. Her mouth gaped open and her pink tongue stuck out.
Terry shot one thick streamer of spunk between her lips, quickly. The cum bounced over her tongue and disappeared into the depths of her throat before she knew what had hit her. She gulped, coughed, gagged, and a string of milky cum seeped from the corner of her mouth.
But then he was tilting his prick higher, spurting one, two, three huge streamers of cum up the length of Darcy's face. Each jet of jizz splayed off at a slightly different angle, up her right cheek, up her left cheek, up the side of her pretty turned-up nose. Her face was streaked with silver-ribbons, like war-paint. All three cum jets sprang across her forehead and hooked in her hair, like ornaments.
"Sweet Christ! Look at that! She's covered in cum!" Rob Sims croaked, and he felt his cock spurt a huge rope of jizz up her sucking cunt.
Right away, he pulled his cock out of her, grabbed his prick in his fist, and tilted it up over her golden-brown body. He pumped his cock in his fist and watched as he spurted cum every which way over her skin.
His first jizz jet began in her cunt hair and shot up all the way over her brown belly as far as her left tit. It grazed the inner slope of the big tit and curled around it just shy of the nip- pie. Cum gleamed on her body like silver paint. The second jet of cum sprang across her navel, filled it, then went bouncing up her rib cage to her right tit. Here it splattered everywhere, coating her nipple and drooling down the tit globe on all sides like icing down a cake.
"Fuck! Oh, fuck!" he groaned, and he spurted a jet of jism right up the center of her body, up between her tits. The cum smacked her under her chin and went bouncing off in all directions, mostly oozing down into the hollow of her neck. Cock cream glittered on her brown skin.
He spurted cum several more times, soiling her tits more and more as he clambered higher over her. But now the show was around her face again. Kyle and Terry had barely finished cumming when both Buckley and Nick Stevens began shooting off at the same time. Each had his cock propped up on either side of her gasping mouth.
Cum was suddenly everywhere. Both guys were aiming for her open mouth, but each jet of cum was so huge, so grossly thick, that Darcy's lips were clogged after each man had shot off only once. She gagged, coughed, spewed creamy cum from her mouth. Both both men had only just begun. Their cocks faced each other, like dueling pistols. The next few seconds Darcy would never forget.1 A ribbon of cum two feet long shot from Buckley's cock. A long streamer fired off from Stevens' prick. The two jets crossed each other at an angle, seemed to tangle and splatter in midair. Darcy's already-splattered face was suddenly awash with cum, streaked and splashed with great wriggling snakes of cum. It was crisscrossed with spunk like a road map.
"Look at that! Sweet Christ!" Sims groaned, unable to look away. "She'll drown in it! You'll fucking drown her in cum!"
Both cocks twitched again, sent spiraling ropes of silver cum across her face in different directions. Each strand crossed a cheek, an eye, and her forehead. Both jizz jets settled down heavily in her hair, like harpoons shot off into trees. Darcy's face was coated in cum. She looked like she was wearing a white mask or mud-pack.
She opened her mouth again, having finally gulped down a mouthful of jizz. At once, both men aimed for the soiled red oval. Two giant fountains of cum poured between her lips. And then two more. Her mouth was clogged in a flash. She tried to close her lips. Her cheeks ballooned. A thick wall of cock cream oozed from her lips like melted wax.
And each cock shot out two more jets of cum. Up over her eyes, along her forehead. It didn't matter. There wasn't one square inch of Darcy's face free of cum. She was drenched with cum. It flowed sluggishly about on her face in every direction. Pools of jism filled her eye sockets.
"I don't believe it. Sweet Christ," Rob Sims croaked. "She's covered. She's fucking covered with cum!"
"Yeah, yeah!" Tom Buckley growled. His cock had quit spurting at last. It dripped and drooled wet gobs of cock cream into her hair. He couldn't take his eyes off Darcy's unrecognizable face.
All the cocks were empty. They dripped and drooled and slowly grew limp and soft. All four guys around her face pulled on their cocks slowly, milking out the dregs of cum. They angled their pricks this way and that, making sure the last lazy drops splotched down onto her face. Sims had his prick lodged between her tits. He fucked back and forth gently.
"What a slut. What a hot, cock-sucking little cunt," Stevens muttered. The others seemed too drained to say anything.
Beneath all the cum, Darcy snorted in air through her one clear nostril. She let the spunk drain from her mouth slowly, spitting most of it out. She couldn't swallow anymore. She felt bloated already, about to vomit. Thick streams of white cum poured from her lips and wriggled down her chin and neck.
It was over, she realized, The weird, incredible orgy was finished. Every last set of balls had been drained, and she had the hot cum on her face and body to prove it. She felt filthy, coated from her crotch to the top of her head with sticky cock cream. She would never feel clean again, she swore. She would taste cum for months.
But she'd come through it all, and she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction. She'd taken on five studs, fucked them, sucked them, let at least one of them fuck her up the ass. She'd jacked them off, let them spurt cum all over her body and face. And she'd survived. She felt as though she'd gone through some incredible test and had come through with flying colors.
She would never be the same again, she realized. This wild gang-bang had changed something for good. What it was she couldn't quite say yet, but she thought it had something to do with her doubts and fears. And not just about sex, but about all of her life. She felt as though she would never be scared again, about anything. After this, she could deal with anything and survive.
Under her wet blanket of jism, she almost smiled. She tried to, but the cum had started to dry in places and her lips were halfway sealed. She lay quite still for a while, listening to the swearing and name-calling of the five guys. And then, very gradually, she began to move. She could feel the slimy cum rolling about on her face and belly and tits.
"Look at her. Look at the sleazy hot bitch," someone grunted.
Darcy Kane raised her arms, scraped her hands up over her neck, playing with the hunks of jizz. She touched her face, ran her fingers this way and that, smearing the cum into her face like lotion. Then she curled her fingers around two cocks, drew them to her cum-clogged mouth and kissed them.
Life was going to be so good from now on!