Chapter 8
One at a time, Shirley and Dave had been taken down the dusty hallway to a small bathroom where they were permitted to bathe. Then, returned to the room with the mattress, Jake had them bound, showing Fats and Jabber exactly how he wanted the job done.
"Use their handcuffs," he instructed, "and secure their arms around each other's waist. Let's see what happens."
Dave felt himself shoved roughly against Shirley's nakedness, her firm breasts poking warm fingers through the wiry hair that matted his bulging pectorals. He tried to hold his hips back, but Fats' heavy foot against his ass pushed his flaccid cock into the luxuriant tangle of blonde curls, and he felt the heat of Shirley's cunt on his sensitive glans.
They lay on their sides, faces almost touching, but eyes avoiding each other as Jabber used a small rope to fasten Dave's ankles together before forcing Shirley's feet apart and pulling her legs about his, tying them behind his muscular calves and seeming the bond to the rope about his ankles.
Jake stood over them, his cock swinging as he moved to check the fastenings, clucking his approval. He reached down and patted Shirley's hip.
"We're going to give you both a little rest," he said silkily. "You see, you have a lot to do, and you're going to need all your strength for it." He chuckled. "Of course, if you want to take advantage of your proximity, that's your affair."
The two girls and Jabber waited near the door, and Fats, his enormous prick diminished only slightly by Myrtle's cooperative endeavors, stood across from Jake, staring at the blonde's lush bottom.
"When do I get a crack at her, Professor?" he rumbled. "I can sock it to Myrtle and Queenie anytime."
"Patience," Jake murmured, touching the big man's arm and nodding toward the exit. "When we come back, I'll let you have her."
On the mattress, locked against Shirley's nakedness, Dave suppressed the oath that sprang to his lips at Jake's careless promise. The thought of that huge prick forcing its way into the girl's delicate pussy was unbearable.
He waited until the door closed behind their captors before letting his eyes meet Shirley's. He searched for words and found only a deepening hopelessness.
"Are you okay, Dave?" Her voice was gentle and concerned, erasing his discomfiture and relaxing his tense muscles.
"Sure," he growled, increasingly aware of the nearness of that silk-fringed slit to his prick. "Sorry about all this." He rolled his eves to indicate their position and the bonds that held them, face to face.
She pretended to misunderstand, her full lip drooping in an exaggerated pout, its smooth curve wet and inviting. "Is it really that bad?" she demanded, her breath touching his mouth. "I can't think of anyone I'd rather be handcuffed to."
His face registered a brief grin. "Damn it! I didn't mean it that way, and you know it."
She shook her head, a wisp of blonde hair swirling across her face, giving her an appearance like that of a portrait, young, exciting and desirable. Dave felt his cock begin stiffening, reaching for that moist crevice between her thighs. He pulled his hips back, suddenly embarrassed and awkward.
"Sergeant Montrose," she whispered, fluttering her eyelashes at him. "Do you know the regulations about consorting with female officers?" He moved his arms, illustrating his helplessness, and the movement tightened his arms about her, rubbing her nipples against his heaving chest. "Goddamn it!" he rasped. "What am I supposed to do?"
"What do you generally do when you hold a nude woman in your arms?" she said teasingly. "We can't dance in this position."
He licked his lips, and Shirley eased her face forward until his sliding tongue feathered her open mouth. Dave's head jerked back as though he had been burned. His prick, throbbingly erect, jerked hotly against her belly, and he cursed.
"Why, Sergeant Montrose," she purred. "I do believe you want to do something to me."
She lifted her knee and levered her hips just enough to bring her cunt into exact position, the slippery lips touching the sensitive tip of his engorged glans. Dave's eyes closed and he groaned through clenched teeth.
"Damn it, Shirley! I didn't mean this to... uuuunnnnhh!"
The words became a soft murmur of delight as Shirley's waist curved and her hips inched forward, slipping her juicy labial ring over the head of his prick and tightening the hot flesh about it. Slowly, her eyes holding his in an embrace almost as real as that which locked their bodies together, she was forcing her cunt onto his prong, her ankles pressing against the back of his to propel her middle forward.
Dave held his breath, every nerve tingling with pleasure as the hot wetness drew his cock deeper. He tried to tell himself that it was only another pussy, but his balls were quivering with an extra something possessed by this particular pussy, something that was peeling away his resistance like thin veneer, revealing the lust that hammered through every vein.
"Jesus, kid!" he gasped, his prick lurching inside the constriction of her cunt, and drawing an answering spasm from those mushy vaginal walls.
Her lips, soft, warm, sweet and demanding, molded their quivering curves against his, her dainty tongue sliding into his mouth like a curious snake, exploring and caressing. The eager cunt, nibbling and squeezing, swallowed his cock with convulsive gulps, drawing the satin knob against the mouth of her greedy womb.
Yielding to the sledge-hammering of desire that swept through his loins, Dave slammed his hips forward, hearing with satisfaction the girl's little grunt as his prick slid deeper into her torrid sheath, his balls slipping between her thighs and rolling warmly against her ass. He felt the slippery spill of Jake's semen about the puckered anus, but the sensation only fueled his roaring lust.
Unable to restrain himself, Dave began hunching, fucking his strutted cock in and out of her flexing cunt with a savagery that surprised and frightened him. His arms, secured behind her by the steel links of the handcuffs, pulled her responsive body tightly against his fierce pumping, and she worked her ass in hungry acceptance of the thick hardness that plunged its throbbing tip deep in her belly.
They had hardly begun, it seemed to him, when the girl cried out, wrenching her lips from his as her body contorted in the throes of a powerful climax. He stared at her twisted features as he pistoned in and out of that exploding vagina, his prick frictioning the nerves that were already dancing in ecstatic orgasm, savoring the masculine power that could produce such obvious pleasure.
Shirley abandoned herself to the gut-wrenching spasms, her ass wiggling and jerking as she flexed her vagina about that deliciously hard and hot prick, laving it with the warm juice that boiled from deep within her spasming pussy. And, even as the waves of goodness tore through her belly, she realized that she had taken some mysterious step by her decisive action.
Her lips, wet and parted, invited his mouth, and Dave accepted with a strangled sob, his buttocks tightening and relaxing as he fucked the wriggling girl he had so often told himself would never be the object of any sexual overture from him.
Her tongue, sweet and warm, slithered about inside his mouth, yielding to his suction and straining forward until it seemed he could almost swallow the delicious muscle. Her saliva blended with his, becoming an aphrodisiac that erased the last vestige of restraint from both of them.
Shirley tried to slide her thighs higher about his plunging hips, finding her efforts thwarted by the fastenings about her ankles. She clamped her heels against Dave's calves and levered her juicy cunt back and forth, exercising the powerful vaginal muscles about his throbbing prick as it slipped through the convulsing sheath, each stroke sending a shudder of exquisite pleasure through their slapping bellies.
From her encircling labia, a mixture of hot fluids gurgled out about his thrusting cock, first moistening, then drenching their thick pubic hair, producing a soft squishing as their bodies met and parted, the engorged prick reaching far up inside her undulating snatch and jabbing with his fevered knob at the tender doorway of her womb.
Her breasts, always sensitive, became mounds of excited flesh, tipped by miniature cocks that fucked his chest, stabbing the hairy expanse that pressed and massaged with his movements and his heavy breathing.
"Don't come!" she gasped, grinding her dripping pussy about the rhythmically thrusting cock. The excited cry was unintelligible, for her tongue was captured between his gentle, but forceful teeth, and the words were squeezed out of the corners of her madly working lips.
Without breaking the delightful rhythm of his hunching hips, he released her wet mouth and arched one brow as he drew his own tongue across his lips to claim the spilled moisture of their lengthy kiss.
"Make it last!" she pleaded, her eyes glazed with a passion such as Dave had seen but few times in his life. "Oh, god, darling! It feels so damned good!"
He rammed his cock into her and held it, throbbing and jerking, the head rammed tightly against her cervix. His arms clamped her undulating waist with a force that made her gasp.
"Stop wiggling, damn it!" he groaned. "I can't hold back if you don't keep that thing still!"
Shirley managed to quiet her wildly gyrating ass, keeping her cunt jammed tightly against the base of his thick prong, and biting it with convulsive shudders of the powerful vaginal lips.
"Why haven't you done this before?" she panted, staring into his half-closed eyes with a curious frown. "All the time we've been partners, you've never shown the slightest bit of interest in me."
Deep inside her pussy, where the bullet-shaped head of his prick caressed her vaginal walls with its rhythmic throbbing, the hot mushy grip rippled in answering embrace.
His face showed the strain as he fought to hold his hips motionless, pleasure tingling in his balls and making his cock jerk and swell in the torrid sheath of wriggling woman-flesh.
"I wanted to," he said in a tense voice. "Hell, kid, any man would want to put the make on you. I just never was the type to play around after I got hitched."
Her arms and legs trembled, and her ass gave a little twist that sucked his prick still deeper into the greedy nether-mouth of her cunt. His balls, plastered against her anus, rolled in their hairy pouch, seeming to cling more greedily to the warm crack of her quivering buttocks.
"Does Violet feel the same way?" she asked breathlessly, ignoring her own warning by continuing the slow gyration of her lush hips, working the slippery grip of her cunt about his hilted cock. Her own belly was throbbing with the approach of another climax, and she could not resist the repetition of such spine-tugging ecstasy.
"Don't come!" she blurted, her eyes closing as the shudders of pleasure became spasms that rocked her pelvis. "Let me get one more!" Her ass was grinding, beating out a savage rhythm of its own creation, her pussy pumping and sucking until Dave bit down on his lower hp to forestall the release of his surging sperm into that hungry vagina.
He tried to ignore the hot mauling of his spear, concentrating on the pink flush that spread over her arched neck and stiff-nippled breasts, marveling at the intensity of the girl's response to his almost motionless prick, listening to her quick gasps as her pussy convulsed, powerfully and repeatedly.
As if nothing had happened, she asked again, "Does she?" Her eyes opened, roving over his face, tracing his brows and cheeks, and lingering on the broad sweep of his cleft chin.
"I don't know," he answered honestly. He was in control of his passion again, and able to begin stroking in and out of that delightfully tight cunt. "I never thought much about it." He wanted to change the subject. "What about Chuck?"
The shoulders moved expressively, dragging the hot nipples against his chest as her tits shifted between their bodies. "I doubt it," she murmured thoughtfully. "Sometimes, I think he'd just as soon be masturbating as making love to me."
"He's a damned fool!" Dave grunted, hilting and withdrawing with the full length of his formidable shaft, savoring the thrill of the delicate frictioning of hard prick against the soft wet heat of her vaginal walls. "No fist ever felt like that."
She was still examining his face, like a boxer watching his opponent's footwork to determine the direction of his next punch. As if anticipating his pelvic movements, her own hips surged into exact position, so that no matter how he aimed his prick, she was able to suck the entire throbbing bulk into her greedy belly, bathing it with the hot lava of her shivering cunt.
"I'm gonna come, kid!" he announced, making her eyes widen at the deceptive calm of his voice. "I can't hold it any longer. It's just too damned good!"
Shirley had no words for a reply. Instead, she fastened her soft mouth over his tightened lips, and worked her ass so wildly that his pistoning cock seemed in danger of slipping out of the juicy socket.
Dave fucked her with savage hunches, slamming his pubic arch against the pad of her blonde curls as his cock drove up into the undulating tissues, stretching them with its bulk and massaging the sensitive nerves that ringed the clinging labia.
Her tongue danced inside his mouth, echoing the thrust of his prick in her pussy, as though the pressure of the pumping shaft were pushing her lingual muscle upward from its roots. In his pre-orgasmic excitement, Dave imagined his cock reaching up and up until the head popped out of her sweet-tasting mouth and into his own, an erotic image that made him jam the swollen pole still deeper into the slurping suction of her torrid cunt.
He was trapped in that unbearably delightful separation of the act from its completion. Even if he stopped that frantic stroking he would come. Nothing could prevent the escape of the hot semen that had been building in his balls since the moment his body had touched hers. There was no longer that hesitancy of motion born of the fear of premature release. He could fuck her with complete abandonment, sluicing through the slippery grip of her pussy and ramming his throbbing prick against that nibbling womb-mouth, yielding his mind and body to the sounds and sensations of their meshing organs.
His orgasm was almost painful in its intensity, and he felt Shirley's body jerk with each spurt of his come into her spasming vagina. His balls seemed to liquify, becoming a hot jelly that washed through his pulsating cock to splash against her cervix, mingling with the boiling syrup of her own climax and washing back along the buried length of his organ, adding to his ecstasy until he groaned with the force of the sensual assault.
Shirley's pussy seemed to suck at his prick, tugging the sperm from him with a hungry gulping, the vaginal walls flexing and rippling up and down his pole, while the fiery depths churned in a constant massage of the spitting knob.
Dave became aware of the girl's teeth, biting almost painfully into his lower hp, and her nasal whimper, a half-sob as she worked her overflowing cunt about his prong, the labia grinding around the thick base to draw the last tremors of pleasure from their mutual release. She let her mouth fall away, saliva dribbling from the corner of her lips as she blinked at him in disbelief.
"My god!" she exclaimed, her voice breaking in excitement and surprise. "I've never come so hard in my life!"
"That makes two of us, honey," Dave grinned weakly, holding her more closely, amazed that his cock was still throbbingly hard in the juicy embrace of the girl's snatch. "It felt like my spine was unraveling"
"If we get out of this mess," she promised, "Violet is going to have to share you."
Dave chuckled, the vibration jerking his tool and causing her to moan with pleasure at the unexpected caress of her still sensitive cunt. Her internal muscles squeezed him lovingly.
"I don't believe they intend to do us any real harm," he assured her. 'It's pretty evident that they're getting their kicks by working over a couple of police officers. The only one I'm really worried about is the big one."
Shirley's pussy shuddered about his cock, and a frown creased her forehead. "Do you think they'll let him do it?"
"That's what they said," Dave answered. "Goddamn it all! If there was something I could do about it." His voice shook with anger. "I have to lie here like a fucking dog while they do anything they want to!"
She pulled him against the points of her big tits, pressing her warm belly against his as her hips moved to friction the hardness along her cuntal corridor.
"I think I can handle him," she said in a hesitant voice. "It's just that he's so damned big."
His ass was beginning that determined hunching again, as though the lower half of his body was unaware of the conversation, and Shirley's hips responded with eager thrusts and wiggles, her pussy tightening and undulating about the hot probing.
"I'd love to get those bastards!" he grunted, slamming his pelvic arch against the pad of her blonde triangle.
Shirley was no longer listening to his words. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were drawn tightly across her clenched teeth, her entire attention focused on that meaty shaft that was pistoning through her slippery labia and sending hot thrills throughout her writhing pelvis.
The girl's excitement was contagious, and Dave blotted out all sensations other than those of that exquisite pussy that churned, chewed and sucked at his sliding prick, driving it into the torrid bath of his own semen with each fierce thrust.
They were both sweating, bodies glistening as their hips pumped and writhed, their little grunts and moans accompanied by the rhythmic squishing of his cock in her mushy vagina, its deep filling forcing the sperm-laced juice from the gurgling depths.
Faster and harder, his balls tightening with the searing jolts of goodness, ramming through the shuddering channel to jab the spasming mouth of her womb. Her breasts, trapped between them, rolled and quivered, the strutted nipples raking the wiry hairs of his broad chest, and her mouth, tongue dancing, jammed its greedy sweetness against his.
Neither Dave nor Shirley heard the return of their captors. Caught in the spiraling ecstasy of approaching orgasm, they were oblivious of everything but the delicious contact of their madly writhing bodies.
Still naked, the three men and the two girls formed a grinning circle about the mattress, watching Dave's cock slide in and out of the girl's sopping snatch. Three male organs stiffened in excitement and lust, rising to thrust outward and upward in threatening readiness.
Jake Garland slipped his fingers about his own erection, reaching out with the other hand to touch Fats' shoulder, warning the big man to silence with a slight frown and a pursing of his lips. He pointed and gestured, grinning in anticipation.