Chapter 6
Shirley opened one eye. The other was stuck together with a glob of Jabber's come. She had heard Jake's terse instructions, and the little note of anticipation in the girl's voice. Shirley had never been interested in another girl's body, but she was aware that many females could swing either way.
With her one eye, she watched the teenaged lovely drop to her knees between the outstretched and widespread legs. Shirley's first instinct was to pull her legs together protectively. But she had already decided to submit to any indignity before giving them the pleasure of hearing her beg for mercy. After all, there were few things more hateful than the thing Jabber had done.
Gently, her naked body moving with youthful grace, the girl lowered herself atop Shirley's supine figure, supporting her weight on hands and knees until her warm breasts contacted the larger ones beneath her, nipple to nipple.
Shirley felt a shudder of pleasure in her vagina as the girl's plump pussy pressed its fatty lips against her own splayed cunt. It was a sensation completely alien to her own range of experience, and she fought back the sensual interest of her body in the erotic contact.
Myrtle's face bent over the come-smeared features, her wet lips curving in a smile of assurance. She whispered so softly that Shirley had to strain to hear the words.
"Just relax, honey. You're gonna like what I do to you."
The lips approached the sealed eyelid, wet tongue sliding out to lick gently across the closed lid, caressing and cleansing. Shirley blinked it open to see the red wet muscle flicking the bridge of her nose before dropping down to claim the spilled semen about her lips.
Torn between nausea and excitement, Shirley felt the tongue bathe her chin, then drift upward to wiggle from side to side over the taut lips. She was becoming acutely aware of the girl's tits and the furry wetness that burrowed its sensuous labia into her own cuntal trough.
"Open your mouth, honey," Myrtle breathed, her tongue wagging back and forth across Shirley's lips. "I've just about got all of it off."
Shirley obeyed before thinking. Not until the girl's tongue dipped into her mouth did she remind herself that the delicious muscle dancing against her own had just licked up the full load of spunk Jabber had spurted from his young cock.
It didn't matter. Nothing mattered anymore. She was completely helpless. Even her own body was betraying her by responding to Myrtle's kiss with repeated waves of increasing desire. Her tongue curled and fluttered against the girl's probing muscle in an answering caress, and she felt the keen pleasure as the cunt began grinding against her own.
Myrtle kissed her way downward over Shirley's throat to the firm demiglobes of her breasts, not touching the succulent spires, but licking about the bumpy aureoles until the nipples were surrounded by saliva-wet circles, the plump fingers swelling in unavoidable response. Only when she was convinced that the cherry tips were ready did Myrtle fit her lips about the left one and begin sucking it, lashing it with furious swipes of her hot tongue as she drew more and more of the yielding flesh inside her mouth.
Quickly, her own tits jiggling with sudden movement, she transferred her attention to the other breast, bathing the nipple in the wet heat of her oral grip until it was strutted like its tasty companion.
Downward again, pausing to plunge her stiffened tongue into the deep navel and feel the belly muscles ripple in response. Then on to the upper border of golden hair, her throat aching with thirst as she scented the faint musk of Shirley's inviting cunt.
She trailed her tongue through the soft curls, ready to plunge it into the inviting lips of the girl's pussy. She froze in position at the sound of Jake's voice.
"Don't move, Myrtle!" he commanded. "We're just putting the other pig in the pen! He'll have a better view from here."
By rolling her eyes to one side, Myrtle was able to see Fats pushing the male officer down onto the mattress beside Shirley. His cock was limp, but promising in length and thickness. It swayed over his leathery balls as he settled himself onto the makeshift bed, exchanging hooded glances with the blonde Shirley.
"Jabber is replacing Myrtle on the camera," Jake explained, grinning down at Dave. "That means I can pull Queenie over here long enough to get a few more feet of interesting film."
He turned as the blonde approached, already pulling her dress up about her narrow waist and exposing the furry jungle of her cunt. Dave stared at the enormous breasts. His jaw tightened.
"You're going to blow the sergeant, Queenie," Jake told her. "Fats will be standing by to see that he doesn't harm you. So, just take your time."
Dave tried to put a sneer in his voice. "You're crazier than I thought, Professor, if you think she's gonna do any good."
"We shall see," Jake murmured. "Both the girls are experts, sergeant. I wouldn't have them around if they were any less."
Queenie knelt at Dave's feet, placing her hands on his ankles and urging his feet apart. When he resisted her efforts, she glanced at Fats. The big man took a step forward.
"Open up, copper!" he growled. "You let Queenie suck it, or I'll pull the fucker out by the goddamn roots!"
As the blonde spread Dave's legs and bent over his middle, Jake nudged Myrtle's leg with the toe of his shoe. "You can get on with it, kid."
Dave saw the girl's lips purse and divide the golden hairs of Shirley's muff, fitting their moist oval between the outer labia to press greedily against the delicate membranes of the vaginal entrance. He could tell exactly when Myrtle's tongue slid into the lush cunt, for Shirley's hips jerked in reaction.
He cursed, grating the words through clamped teeth, as Queenie fastened her moist lips about his flaccid cock and drew the pliant meat into her mouth. She used her tongue to roll it about, flipping the yielding head from cheek to cheek while she applied just enough suction to create an unwilling tightening in his balls.
"No!" he exclaimed, squeezing his eyes shut. "Goddamn it! I won't!"
Even as he spat the words, Dave realized the impossibility of controlling his own body. His prick was already responding to the hot wetness and gentle suction of the blonde's skillful mouth and flashing tongue. He was beginning to swell and harden, the knob of his cock pushing farther back into the girl's throat as she held her encircling lips clamped firmly about the base of his organ.
Dave Montrose was no stranger to fellatio. Until he married Violet, it had been an exercise he enjoyed almost as often as intercourse. Violet had sucked his cock before their wedding, displaying an artlessness that was arousing in its very innocence. But he had never had a woman take his limp prick in her mouth and literally suck it into hardness.
Sure, he had read about it, and heard other guys boast of having some chick get it up for them in that way. It was simply that it had never happened to him. Never before, that is. It was happening now! Sprawled beside Shirley Bascomb on a not-too-clean mattress in a seedy warehouse, he was building a bone such as he hadn't experienced in years.
Jake watched the man's thick cock become even thicker, the hairy base stretching Queenie's lips into a strained oval. Her head lifted slightly as the prick filled her throat, beginning to throb against her busy tongue. Slowly, keeping the pulsating knob trapped between tongue and palate, she pumped her oral grip up and down the formidable lance, her saliva leaving the exposed portion of the shaft slick and shiny.
"Back up, Queenie," Jake murmured, bending forward to observe the erotic scene more closely. "Let's see how hard it is." He gave a little grunt of satisfaction as the blonde released Dave's cock, licking her lips and staring down at the rearing prick.
Dave, too, stared down at his erection, helpless to halt the shudder that raced through the engorged shaft. By moving his eyes only slightly to the side, he could see Myrtle's dark hair covering Shirley's crotch, the strands trailing caressingly across the quivering belly as the girl's mouth feasted hungrily on the hidden lips of Shirley's cunt.
Shirley's face was turned away from Dave, but he could see her profile. With the quickening pulse, he noted the slight frown of extreme pleasure as the girl responded to the vaginal probing of Myrtle's experienced tongue. Her breasts, stiff-nippled, rose and fell with accelerated breaths, and her tightly drawn lips worked in and out, reflecting the thrusts and flicks of Myrtle's oral caress.
"Why not just relax, sergeant?" Jake asked mockingly. "You will come, sooner or later. Queenie gives reasonably good head, but Myrtle could pull semen out of a statue. You're going to come, sergeant." He chuckled. "Just like your partner. Watch this!"
Shirley's hips were grinding, working her dripping cunt against Myrtle's slurping mouth. Her heels dug into the mattress and she shoved her pelvis upward, arms reaching out to either side to brace herself for the earthquake of ecstasy that was already rumbling through her spasming pussy.
Dave felt her fingers touch his naked hip, and watched them dig into the mattress in repeated clenchings, her knuckles brushing his skin as she surrendered to the lips and tongue that probed, licked and sucked her sensitive cuntal mouth.
"Unnnngghhh!" Shirley gave the one throaty groan before her body arched in the shivering stance of orgasm. Her heels ground into the mattress, and Dave saw the dainty toes curl upward with the sheer force of her climax. In his mind's eye, he could see the golden-haired cunt flexing and spilling its slippery nectar from those fluttering lips. The pictures made his cock jerk with excitement, and the clearly audible sound of Myrtle's greedy gulps tightened his balls into aching spheres of surging sperm.
"Take him, Queenie!" Jake barked. "He's ready!"
Queenie's mouth enveloped Dave's prick, lips clamping about the staff and sliding down until the throbbing head of his tool was deep in her throat. Her tongue, curved to cradle the huge cock, pressed upward against the swollen ventral ridge, undulating to create a milking caress of his prick. She sucked him with hot tugs, bobbing her head just enough to friction the knob in her throat.
Dave's hips moved, gentle at first, pushing his cock up into Queenie's mouth and feeling her teeth scrape gently about it. The girl relaxed her throat, holding her head down as he hunched the strutted column between her tonsils, then sucking hungrily as she drew her lips upward until her mouth held only the satin knob. Her tongue lashed it, hot and wet, curling and twisting to massage the pulsating plum, the tip stiffening to stab the slitted tip, smearing the oozing jism and blending it with her copious salivary bath.
"Don't be bashful, sergeant," Jake encouraged. "Take hold of her head. Since you're going to ejaculate, regardless of what you do, you might just as well enjoy it."
Dave tried to resist the suggestion. But, even as his head wagged angrily in denial, his fingers were twining in the girl's blonde hair, pulling her mouth down over his cock like a glove. He felt her chin bump gently against his scrotal spheres, and he deliberately shoved her nose into his wiry pubic hair.
He felt Shirley's eyes on him, and he swung his head about to see her staring at his middle, her lips parted in an expression he could not decipher. Her gaze lifted and their eyes met at the exact moment his balls contracted in the beginning of orgasm.
"Goddamn!" he groaned, his buttocks tensing to drive his prick deep as the sperm jetted against the back of Queenie's throat. His legs jerked with the swift knotting of muscles, and he rammed the spurting cock through the delicious grip of lips and tongue, spilling his load of hot cream into the girl's noisily sucking mouth.
Queenie timed her vacuuming with instinctive skill, her cheeks hollowing as each glob of come began its trip through the jerking prick, sucking the ropy semen out and swallowing with avid gulps. Dave hardly heard Jake's amused comment, "You'll notice, sergeant," he boasted, "that our girls are completely cooperative. For example, if I were to tell Queenie to do so, she would bite your prick off without the slightest hesitation." He touched the girl's legs with the toe of his shoe. "I'll show you what I mean. Release his cock, Queenie."
The girl's lips slid upward and off with a wet kissing sound. Her face lifted, the eyes glazed with a mixture of lust and excitement. From the corner of her mouth, a thin trickle of white sperm traced the curve of her chin.
"Roll back on your shoulders, sergeant," Jake ordered, "and pull your legs up."
"Go to hell!" Dave grunted. Then he grunted again as Fats reached down to shove him back, moving with astonishing speed to force his arms out and plant his feet on the wrists. Two huge hands grabbed his ankles, and he felt himself doubled backward, his buttocks pulled upward and spread by the awkward parting of his thighs.
"Did you ever have an ass job, sergeant?" Jake asked, ignoring the sudden flurry of activity. Without waiting for an answer, he said, "Give him a sample, Queenie."
Dave's body jerked as he felt the girl's mouth dip between the cheeks of his ass, fastening tightly about his anus. Her lips sucked the tiny circle with powerful and rhythmic tugs, bathing it in her warm saliva. Her tongue tip fluttered about the opening, teasing for a moment before shaping itself into a meaty dagger and forcing its delicate point into his asshole.
"Deep, Queenie," Jake urged. "Make him feel it." His eyes glittered with excitement and his hand drifted to the bulge along his left thigh in an unconscious fondling.
The tongue slid farther into the slippery entrance, broadening to stretch the sphincter, and wriggling its warm bulk against the nerve-laden walls. It twisted and shuddered inside the flexing passage, loosening the taut muscles before beginning a slow sensuous stroking, sliding in and out of his ass while her lips continued to suck savagely about the straining hole.
Dave stared down over his elevated crotch at the girl's blonde hair. His balls were pressed against the bridge of her nose, the big globes spilling to either side as she sucked and tongued his spasming asshole, forcing her saliva into the sensitive aperture and drawing it back about the spearing stiffness of her probing tongue.
His prick was climbing again, rejuvenated by this wanton assault upon his rear. He no longer cared that he was being held in the awkward position by the giant Fats. All that concerned him was a continuation of that delightful rimming of his virgin anus.
"Let the girl rest, Myrtle!" Jake ordered, his fingers and tugging his zipper downward. "Get over here and suck him off!"
Fats grunted impatiently, moving to drop his knees down to secure Dave's wrists, still keeping the man's legs pulled back and spread for Queenie's anal assault. "What about me, Professor?" he rumbled. "Christ! I'm gettin' harder than hell!"
"Myrtle," Jake suggested, his own hand buried inside his fly, moving slowly and caressingly, "take Fats' cock out for him."
The dark-haired girl knelt beside Dave's head, her slender fingers tugging at Fats' fly, opening it and slipping inside. The big man sucked in a sharp breath, grunting as the girl's hand emerged with its incredibly large prize.
Staring up at her efforts, Dave suppressed an exclamation of surprise. He had doubted Shirley's description of the organ that now thrust its thick shaft outward from between the brawny thighs. If anything, she had underestimated the size of the thing. It was, without question, the biggest cock Dave had ever seen.
The thought of that improbable monster forcing its way into Shirley's delicate snatch dampened the exquisite pleasure of Queenie's tongue in his ass. He struggled against the man's grip on his ankles, relaxing when the man's fingers tightened and pain shot up both legs.
"Straddle the sergeant's chest, Myrtle," Jake said. "Fats can screw you while you take care of that." He indicated Dave's prick with his free hand, the other still busy inside his fly.
Myrtle gave the big cock a squeeze, then released it to throw one slender leg across Dave's body when Fats raised the captive limb so she could duck beneath it. He quickly lowered it, leaving her kneeling astride Dave's chest, his contorted legs trapping her in position.
"I can't reach it like this," the girl murmured, darting a glance over her shoulder at the anxious Fats. Dave's cock was almost touching her thrusting breasts. "I'll have to straddle his head."
"Shit!" Fats exclaimed, pulling Dave's right leg higher and forcing his shoulder up off the mattress. "Work your legs back under his arms. I've gotta stick this thing in something!"
Myrtle squirmed backward, her spread crotch centering directly above Dave's face. Helplessly, and not without interest, he stared up at the inviting display of girl flesh, finding his cock throbbing almost painfully as he waited for the girl's mouth to claim it.
Her thighs were lightly tanned and satin smooth, reaching up in a wide-angled stance to converge in the taut plane of her perineum. Dave could see the tiny circle of her asshole, exposed by the forced spread of her buttocks. But his eyes feasted on the parted slash of her moist-lipped cunt, tracing the pink slit whose center flared to reveal the slippery redness of the girl's palpitating vagina.
He found his lower lip tucked between his teeth as Fats' huge cock shoved its meaty helmet beneath the splayed pussy, permitting Dave one brief moment of comparison. His jaw tightened in disbelief. No matter how elastic those delicate cuntal lips might be, they could not possibly contain the monstrous glans that moved toward their juicy embrace with obvious intent.
Myrtle's lithe body contorted above him, her head descending toward his rearing cock, and her ass moving back and down to claim that throbbing giant between her thighs.
Dave felt her mouth envelop the head of his prick at the same moment her pussy fastened its rubbery lips about the shiny tip of Fats' prong, forced inward by the sheer size of the satin plum that slid into the straining circle of cuntal tissue.
The inner labia disappeared, dragged inward by the incredible filling. The outer lips also were tugged inward to embrace the thick shaft that continued its deliberate invasion, making it appear to be sliding relentlessly into a ring of black curls. Dave could see the girl's thighs ripple with the muscular efforts to adjust her belly to the prodigious packing of the protesting vagina.
Then, with a muffled gasp, his mouth flew open and his eyes squeezed shut. The lips that had fastened about the head of his prick were easing downward, and Myrtle's tongue was writhing in continuous massage of the tender glans.
She was already sucking, but the tugging was gentle, as was the envelopment of his cock-flesh. Even the touch of her teeth was a voluptuous caress that brought his hips upward in a bid to drive his eager shaft deeper into her mouth. She blocked his attempted thrust with a deft flick of her tongue, teasing him for a moment before letting the prick slide over the writhing muscle and into her throat, beginning a sensuous fucking motion with her head, twisting her lips about the throbbing spear as she stroked her vacuuming mouth up and down its saliva-smeared hardness.
Dave's eyes slitted to peer up at the girl's hairy crotch, seeing Fats' thick cock almost out of sight in the bushy cunt, the huge wrinkled scrotal sac dangling its weighty globes directly beneath her tightly stretched perineum. As he stared in fascination, the prick slid farther into the encircling pussy, the balls rolling inside their twin pouches and caressing the girl's taut clitoral notch.
Myrtle had taken the full length of the big man's cock, and was beginning to gyrate her sweetly curved ass to friction the huge shaft inside her fully packed vagina. At the same time, she was gobbling Dave's sizable prick with unfeigned hunger, slurping her way up and down the pole and dripping her warm saliva into his thick pubic curls.
Surrounded by the girl's rippling thighs, Dave felt isolated from reality. Unable to resist the demanding waves of tingling pleasure, he gave himself over to the sucking mouth and probing tongue. As Myrtle worked her oral artistry on his cock, Queenie continued to fuck his asshole with her determined tongue. Above him, as if displayed on a life-size screen, Fats' cream-smeared prick pistoned in and out of the kneeling girl's dripping cunt, the thick shaft dragging through the clinging tissue with noisy slurpings.
He felt his nuts straining, and realized that one of the girls was fondling them with warm fingers, sliding the oyster-like globes about inside their pliant sac. His hips tried to respond to the two sucking mouths, but his position was such that the only possible movement was internal. His anal muscles gripped and squeezed the writhing tongue that slithered in and out of his asshole, squishing and gurgling through the accumulation of saliva and his own hot juices.
Myrtle's mouth sucked up and down, her tongue twirling in constant frictioning of the throbbing prick. Again and again, she took the full length of pulsating hardness, pummelling the throbbing knob and nursing it with avid pulls. Relaxing her hot throat, she let the head thrust savagely between her tonsils, swallowing hungrily to squeeze the sensitive glans in the churning channel.
Inches above his contorted face, the big man's cock was racing in and out of the girl's straining cunt, its pulsing bulk glistening with her slippery lubricant, the oily sheen displaying flecks of white where Fats' own jism had been drawn from the shaft to mingle with her copious juices.
The proximity of the monstrous organ made it appear even larger, its heavily veined shaft pistoning into the hairy crotch as if trying to reach the other prick that was thrusting down her throat with equal vigor. Dave could imagine the two cock-heads almost touching inside the girl's writhing, hunching body, and the thought added to the already powerful waves of pleasure that jolted his loaded balls.
He hated the huge man. Hated him for what he was, what he had done, and what he was doing. Yet, trapped in the rapidly mounting tide of ecstasy, he felt an obscene kinship with the grunting creature whose cock shared the girl's receptive body with his own jerking phallus.
Dave would splash his sperm down her throat, and Fats would empty his gigantic balls into her greedy vagina. It was tempting to imagine the two loads meeting in her knotting belly, filling her until the ropy semen spilled out about their plunging cocks.
Fats' powerful thrusts shoved Myrtle forward, and she timed her oral engulfment so that the big man literally pushed her mouth down onto Dave's prick. The movement shifted Dave's body with each stroke, resulting in a matching impalement of his asshole on Queenie's probing tongue. The combination was more than he could resist.
His balls, trapped between the girls' faces, seemed to expand in that exquisite preparation for loosing their torrid load, and Dave choked back a sharp cry of pleasure. Dimly, for his ears were filled with the wet kissing sound of Fats' pistoning shaft and the big man's rhythmic grunts, he heard the Professor's sudden exclamation.
"Wait, Myrtle." The sharply spoken command froze the girl with Dave's cock lodged just behind her teeth. Her head stopped bobbing, but she continued to flay the sensitive glans with that skilled tongue, and Fats kept fucking until the Professor's voice made him drag the massive shaft out of the girl's froth-rimmed cunt. As the monster retreated, Dave found himself comparing the cock to a greasy baseball bat, and he looked up at the girl's slit in erotic awe, amazed that the dainty labia had actually contained such a large organ without any visible damage.
"Unplug, Queenie," Jake ordered. "Mount him, and fuck him off. I want the sergeant to see everything that's going on."
The hot muscle slipped reluctantly from his anus, and Dave watched Myrtle steal one last lick at the head of his cock as she released it. Fats eased the pressure on his elevated legs, returning them to their normal position.
Queenie straddled his thighs, her blonde bush parting to reveal the wet trench of her cunt and the juicy slit of her vaginal doorway. Expertly, swiftly, she adjusted her naked body until her crotch was poised over his rearing cock. Using both hands to aim the thick shaft, she slid her pussy down onto its hardness with a little grunt of satisfaction, wiggling her hips as the prick probed the slippery depths, stretching and filling, throbbing inside her like a powerful engine.
Dave's ass surged upward to ram the last two inches into her hot sheath, completing her impalement by grinding his pelvic arch against hers. He was only seconds from orgasm, his resistance eroded by the expert headjob delivered by the black-haired Myrtle.
He would have preferred to come in Myrtle's mouth, for she had built a raging fire in his huge balls with the promise of continued suction when his prick began spurting. But Queenie's cunt was just as delightful in a different way. It couldn't match the exciting caress of Myrtle's agile tongue, but its jism-slickened walls were shivering and undulating about his cock in a way that promised to pull the semen from him just as effectively as any mouth.
As the blonde began riding his fuckpole, Dave's head rolled to one side, and his eyes met Shirley's, holding for a moment before the pleasure of Queenie's posting cunt became too intense, and he squeezed his eyelids down, his hands flashing up to urge the panting girl into a more vigorous hunching.
Shirley watched Dave's hips bounce under Queenie's juicy assault, recognizing the imminence of his orgasm, and she could not blame him. He was just as incapable of resisting the girl's demanding pussy as she had been to avoid releasing her own orgasmic nectar to the lips and tongue that had so skillfully invaded her aroused cunt.
"You see, Officer Bascomb," Jake's voice jerked her eyes upward to where the man stood, his fist curled loosely about his exposed organ. "Resistance is quite futile. Only a few moments ago, Sergeant Montrose was protesting against what Jabber was doing to you. Now, watch how eagerly he does the same thing to Queenie."
It was true, Shirley admitted. Dave was fucking back with unrestrained savagery, slamming his thick cock up into the girl's belly with little grunts of effort, and his fingers were digging into her slender waist to slam her down on the swollen shaft, again and again, faster and faster.
"Goddamn!" Dave groaned, his brawny legs tightening and jerking as the shivers of pleasure became gut-wrenching spasms of blinding ecstasy. His come bolted upward to splash deep inside Queenie's convulsing pussy, spraying her cervix and bathing the throbbing head of his exploding prick. The hot cream surrounded his cock, massaged and spread by the exquisite undulations of her climaxing vagina. Queenie knew how to use that cunt, tightening the muscles to milk his cock and suck the semen from its jerking bulk.
Shirley discovered that her own pussy was quivering with excitement, and her nipples were taut with vicarious lust. The orgasm she had experienced with Myrtle had left her drained, but she could feel the hot juices trickling from deep inside her cunt, and she tightened her thighs against the pleasant ache.
Jake appeared to ignore her as he stripped off his clothing, his prick jutting out from his black-haired crotch in continued erection. It was larger than Jabber's, but not as big as the monster sported by Fats. It was almost, Shirley estimated, the same size as Dave's. Perhaps just a trifle larger. Immediately, she wondered why she had drawn that comparison.
It was obvious that Jake intended to fuck her. She found the fact disturbing, but no longer frightening. He was, after all, only a man, and she knew how to handle a male. Had she been allowed more time to adjust, she would have reacted differently to Jabber's abortive assault. In any event, there was no way she could avoid whatever the group decided to do with her.
When Jabber had splashed his load of sticky come on her face, Shirley's response was more closely allied to anger than to shame. There had even been a little flicker of excitement when the hot semen had splattered against her lips, as if some hidden facet of her personality were striving for expression, roused from life-long slumber by the degradation suggested by the act.
Jake touched her foot with his, the contact casual. His cock was the only evidence of lust, for his eyes were cold and his voice was dry and unemotional.
"Get on your hands and knees," he said. "I feel in the mood for a little dog-fucking." He saw her hesitancy, and his eyes narrowed. "Move, pig! If you're worth a damn, I may give it to you belly to belly. But you're going to take it any way I want to give it to you."
Shirley glanced at Dave. He appeared not to have heard the softly voiced threat. His eyes were closed, and he was working his hips under Queenie's hunching ass as the blonde pumped her way toward yet another come. Above his head, using only the edge of the mattress, but close enough to permit the big man to reach out and thwart any sudden move, Fats was feeding his huge prick in and out of Myrtle's dripping cunt again, making the girl grunt with the powerful thrusts.
Clenching her teeth, Shirley rolled onto her belly and drew her knees up until her ass reared invitingly. Then, bracing her hands on the mattress, she slid one knee far to the side, feeling the coolness of the air as her cunt lips parted.
Jake sank down behind her, between her calves, rocking back on his heels and running his fingers over the twin globes of her buttocks with feather-light touch. Shirley sucked in a deep breath, and he chuckled, suddenly moving forward to shove his stiffened prong between her thighs, letting it slap up against her perineum and the crack of her cunt.
"Put it in, Officer Bascomb," he demanded, bracing his curved fingers on her narrow waist. He waited until her hand captured his shaft and aimed it, then pushed the meaty head into the juicy mouth of her pussy, surprising her by halting just inside the shivering hot clasp of her vagina. She braced herself for the thrust that never came. Instead, the man's voice floated down from above and behind her rearing ass.
"Squeeze my prick, Officer," he said, tenseness betraying the pleasure of her hot pussy about his inserted glans. He gave that humorless chuckle again. "Pretend you're putting the pinch on some poor slob who's illegally parked."
Shirley considered refusing, and decided against it The man was totally unpredictable, and she was certain he would find some way to make her regret the act.
She tightened her vaginal sphincter about the meaty intruder, feeling a curious satisfaction at her ability to obey. Jesus! The man had a big cock! The moment she flexed her cunt, the muscles were blocked by the thick shaft that stretched her labia into a straining circle.
"Not bad," Jake murmured. "If I had the time and patience, I might teach you how to fuck. Now, just keep doing that. Pinch it then relax. You can count as you do it. Aloud, if you please. Tighten on the count of one, and relax on the count of two."
Shirley licked her lips. "One!" she hissed, clamping her vaginal lips about his prick, feeling its heat and hardness in her dainty pussy. "Two!" The muscles relaxed, and Jake slipped about two inches into her, pulling back before she could count again.
"One! Two! One! Two!" Each time the circle of juicy tissue relaxed, Jake shoved his engorged meat into her, yanking it back for the next delicious squeeze.
Her cunt was yielding its hot juices, ignoring her repeated mental commands to pretend it was not being invaded. The slippery sheath rippled and convulsed in response to each shallow thrust, embracing the huge prick with loving caress. Her mind told her she was being raped, but her pussy recognized nothing other than the increasingly delightful sensation of the stroking cock.
Jake grinned down at the girl's flawless back, admiring the slight tensing of her smooth thighs as she tightened her cunt about his tool. She wasn't a bad piece of ass! Later, after he had satisfied his need for her complete submission, he would fuck her without the unusual perversions.
"Faster!" he urged, driving his cock deeper into the slippery channel. He felt the exquisite shiver of her pussy as it accepted the thick prong, the delicate walls expanded and frictioned by his stroking prick.
Suddenly, and without warning, he shoved the full length into her, his belly smacking harshly against her curved rump as he held his cock inside her wriggling cunt, jabbing the head against the spasming cervix until the girl gasped with the onslaught of an unintentional climax. He let the vagina undulate about his tool just long enough to insure her orgasm. Then, as quickly as he had hilted it, he yanked his prick completely out of her body and sat back on his heels, watching her lovely ass twist and strain with the powerful shudders of a helpless come.
The flush of her orgasm spread like a furious blush over her neck and shoulders, and her rearing ass performed a series of savage hunches before she was able to bring them under control. Between her thighs, Jake could see the wet lips of her pussy pushing in and out as the spasms of climax surged through her belly.
Before she could finish, he trapped his cock with one hand and aimed it at the tiny rose of her anus, chuckling aloud at her moaned protest when she felt the huge head press determinedly into her spasming asshole. Once he was in position, Jake gripped her hips with both hands and forced the thick knob past her reluctant sphincter.
"UUNNGGHH!" Shirley bleated, sprawling forward on the mattress, her legs jerking as Jake followed her down, feeding more of the thick cock into her tail. Trapped between the mattress and his relentless pressure, she could only wiggle in helpless protest, gasping and groaning as his prick stretched her intestine, driving deeper and deeper into her belly.
Little beads of perspiration popped out on Jake's forehead as he screwed his cock into the tight corridor, wincing at the powerful tug of the clenching walls, but powering the thick tool deeper with a determined pressure. Halfway in, he paused, bracing his hands on her waist and staring down at the nexus of cock and anus, a sight he found both fascinating and arousing.
"Don't tell me you've never been fucked in the ass," Jake murmured. "I thought pigs did it that way all the tune."
"Damn you!" Shirley groaned. "It hurts!"
"Good!" Jake chuckled. "Now, let's see how it feels when I shove it all the way in."
Again, grunting with effort, he began working his cock deeper into her writhing bottom, grinning as he saw the shaft sink between the splayed cheeks of her ass. He gave a little sigh of satisfaction as his balls moved into the wet cleft of her cunt, and his belly pressed firmly against the upper curve of her trembling buttocks. Beneath him, the girl gave a whimper, her hips moving in an effort to adjust her intestine to the huge invader.
Her face shoved against the mattress, Shirley chewed her lower lip, her entire body burning with the incredible pressure of the thing that filled her belly, throbbing and jerking against the tender walls as if seeking to burst out into her belly.
She had lied, she admitted to herself, when she told the Professor that it hurt. There was no pain. Only that unbelievable hugeness that stretched her anus until every nerve was exposed. God! If he fucked her like that, she would faint.
"NOOOOOO!" she yelped, unable to prevent the sudden cry. The prick was sliding back through her colon, and it felt as though her insides were being tugged out with it. The shaft slid through her anus, plucking at the sensitive circle, and thrills shot up into her belly, loosing a flood of hot juice from the expanded walls of her chute.
Bathed by the oily exudation, Jake's prick began a slow pistoning, driving in and out of her ass as his hips rode up and down over her writhing bottom. He let her feel his full weight on her naked back, and his hands slid beneath her, fingers finding the prominent tips of her breasts and milking them with a pressure that would have been painful at any other time. As it was, Shirley found the harsh tugging and twisting a pleasurable adjunct of the frictioning in her spasming tail.
As before, her body was responding, her hips lifting to meet the inward thrust of the hard cock, and her rectal muscles squeezing the throbbing shaft as it fucked her with a steady rhythm.
He was going to come, Shirley realized, when the force and speed of the strokes increased. Jake's hands deserted her tits, sliding down to her belly and lifting her ass to meet his fierce plunges. Draped across his arms, his prick slamming deep and hard into her protesting anus, Shirley felt more helpless than at any time since her capture.
The man was not using her as a woman. She was a mere receptacle into which he could spurt his semen. Yet, even that hideous awareness increased the excitement that tingled through her cunt and caused her asshole to squeeze lovingly about the very cock that was violating her with such savagery.
She cried aloud when he shoved his prick deep, almost lifting her on its stiffened shaft, and jabbed rapidly until the hot sperm leaped from the buried tip to fill her belly with its slippery wetness. As his arms jiggled her on his exploding cock, she felt the thick cream forced back about his pole and out of her bunghole, trickling sluggishly down over her taut perineum.
My god! she exclaimed to herself. I'm right on the edge of an orgasm! Fucked in the ass by a criminal pervert, she was almost ready to spill her cookies in response to his brutal assault on her tender rear.
As Jake pulled his spent organ from her rectum, she heard Dave cry out, and she rolled her head about just in time to see his hips buck and jerk as he shot his wad into Queenie's churning snatch.
We're just alike, she told herself. Get us out of our uniforms, and we can't resist a chance to get it off with anybody who will ball us. She wanted to cry, but there were no tears.