Chapter 9
Shirley Bascomb was lost in the maelstrom of passion that rocked her pounding hips with ecstatic convulsions. Her pussy, its copious exudation lathered by the prolonged stroking of Dave's meaty cock, shivered in delicious expectation of still another deluge of that hot semen.
Deliberately, she had avoided the mini-climaxes that threatened to precede the mutual explosion of their excited organs, waiting until she was certain that the pistoning hardness was ready to spill a second load into her hungry belly. She wanted to come with him, letting the pulsations of her climaxing cunt blend with the powerful ejaculatory throbs of his spitting prick.
She could feel the subtle difference of his thrusts as he reached for the mysterious trigger of orgasm, his cock jabbing forcefully and deep, massaging her cervix with its bulbous knob and frictioning her labia with the rapid motion of the thick base.
Shirley recognized the momentary hesitation as Dave drove for the finish, his prick enlarging and filling her avid cunt until she gasped with the expansion of her snug vagina. Her own climax hovered, waiting for that delicious spurt of wetness.
"Nooooooo!"
Her cry was ignored by the two men who clutched the grinding hips and pulled the rutting pair apart. Jake tugged Dave's cock from its juicy nest at the exact moment it delivered the first powerful jet of ropy semen, and Fats, already panting with excitement, gripped Shirley's narrow waist to pull her ass cheeks back against his own huge prick.
Cursing, but helpless to halt the repeated volleys of come that shot from the tip of his jerking cock, Dave watched the white cream splash into the moist tangle of blonde curls and the soft curve of the girl's belly. His hips, held by Jake's strong fingers, twisted and tugged, trying to reinsert his straining tool in the splayed lips of Shirley's pussy.
He cursed again as a laughing Jabber leaned over them to snap a flash cube, the lens of his camera faithfully recording both their exposed middles and their contorted features.
Jake, chuckling with satisfaction at the perfection of his timing, released Dave's hips and unlocked the handcuffs on Shirley's wrists. Dave's cock slapped harshly against the girl's belly, splattering its length in the semen that drenched her cunt hair.
Fats released Dave's wrists, and Jabber, discarding the camera to squat at their feet, his cock jutting up from his hairy crotch, loosed the fastenings on their ankles.
Dave eased himself onto his back, glaring up at the grinning Jake. "You're a real bastard!" he growled through clenched teeth.
Jake's grin widened. "You have no idea, sergeant, just how accurate you are." He stepped back and gestured toward the stool. "Sit over there."
He followed Dave to the stool, motioning for Jabber to join them as Dave lowered his buttocks to the low seat. Quickly, with movements that told Dave they had planned them, the two men secured his left ankle and his left wrist to the sturdy leg of the stool.
"You will note," Jake explained, "that the stool is bolted to the floor. For the moment, you are a mere onlooker, sergeant. I'm sure you'd like to participate, but you'll just have to be patient."
He gave that dry chuckle again, and he and Jabber returned to where the huge Fats had dropped behind Shirley's naked body and was rubbing his cock against her rounded ass, his eyes squeezed shut in mounting excitement.
Jake snapped a short remark at the big man, and his eyes popped open, still narrowed in savage lust Awkwardly, he climbed to his feet, his monstrous prick wagging beneath his gross belly like a gnarled limb, the huge head already shiny with the slippery jism that seeped from the narrow slit.
Shirley looked up, her eyes registering both fright and excitement. When, at Jake's order, Myrtle and Queenie stepped forward to take her arms, she rose to her feet without resistance.
The girls led her to the low couch, while Jake and Jabber followed and an eager Fats lumbered forward, his fingers wrapped about the massive girth of his stiff cock, sliding the loose skin up and down the strutted column.
At Jake's indication, Shirley lay down on her back on the armless couch, finding her wrists and ankles gripped as Myrtle and Queenie moved to her head, while Jake and Jabber pulled her long legs apart, spreading the come-streaked lips of her cunt.
Grunting, Fats dropped between her thighs, his massive chest mashing her pointed tits until she gasped with his weight. His bearded face hovered over hers, and he glared at her with slitted eyes.
Shirley braced herself when she felt the pressure of his cockhead against the mouth of her pussy, trying to relax the labial sphincter for the unprecedented expansion. She had caught one last look at the monster, just before his descending body blocked her view, and she began to doubt her ability to take that giant prick inside her shivering vagina.
As the big man's hips lowered, she squeezed her eyes shut, finding herself visualizing the gargantuan knob pressing its curved tip between the straining lips of her cunt.
She felt the sensitive labia yield, its elastic circle expanding as the huge glans forced its way inside her belly, stretching the tissues until every nerve was assaulted by the throbbing hardness.
The pressure was unbelievable, but not painful. Her cunt had been loosened by Jabber's rabbit-like attack, and relaxed even more by Dave's larger prong. The semen Dave had deposited inside her vagina had made that hot channel slippery, an unintentional preparation for the invasion by Fats' huge cock.
The big man seemed in no hurry, grinning down into her face as he forced the prick deeper and deeper into her pussy, pausing after each little shove to feel the movement of her vaginal walls about the entering hardness.
"Shit, Fats!" Jabber exclaimed from his position at her right ankle. "Don't take all day!"
Fats grunted his response, his saliva spraying Shirley's lips as he said, "She's tight, damn it!"
"Loosen her up," Jake told him, pulling Shirley's left leg into a wider angle. "Make her squeal!"
The beefy buttocks lifted, tugging the five inches of prick back through the clutching channel until the giant head was all that remained inside. The big hands slipped beneath Shirley's shoulders, gripping until she gasped with the pressure of his powerful fingers.
"UUUNNGGGHHHH!"
She could not halt the bleat of protest as the cock rammed back into her pussy, stretching the walls into a quivering circle, and filling her belly until she was sure she would burst if just one more inch was packed in there. "That's it!" Jake exclaimed. "Now, pour it to her!" The man did not have to be urged. His hips rose and fell between Shirley's jerking thighs, sliding the huge prick in and out of her protesting cunt with gathering speed.
His belly, which she had expected to be soft, but which was surprisingly hard with ridged muscles, pounded hers with a steady rhythm, each powerful thrust slamming her hips down into the yielding couch as the big cock drove up into her helpless snatch.
"UUNNHH!... UUNNNGG!... OOHHH!... AAANNGGHH!... UUUURRRGG!"
She tried to stifle the sharp cries, but the incredible filling and emptying of her cunt wrenched the sounds from her throat as though the deep thrusts were reaching her lungs.
She could no more silence the screams than she could help responding to the constant frictioning of her sensitive labia and the pressure and release of her aroused clitoris. Every stroke was reaching the deepest recess of her churning snatch, massaging and tugging, rubbing and stretching, dragging her toward a climax she refused to acknowledge even as its exquisite tremors surged through her belly.
Fats felt the hot contractions and the searing wash of her juices over his throbbing meat. He slowed his hunching to exclaim, "The bitch is gettin' her fuckin' gun!" He blinked at her in surprise. "The lousy bitch is comin' like crazy!"
Jake yanked at the slender ankle he held in his right hand. The fingers of his left hand made a tight fist about his rearing prick, stroking and squeezing. He jerked his head at Queenie and Myrtle.
"Pull her legs up," he told them. To Fats, he said, "Spread your knees real wide, Fats. I'm gonna get behind you and give it to her in the ass!"
Shirley heard the words, and understood them, realizing that she should be frightened at the prospect of having the Professor's larger-than-normal cock reinserted in her anus while Fats' enormous prong packed her belly to capacity. But she had been pulled back from the beginning of another gut-wrenching come, and she no longer cared what they did to her, so long as they let her reach that next orgasm.
She felt her legs being pulled upward, her hips lifting as the girls added pressure. It seemed that Fats' cock bored even deeper into her quim as he adjusted his body to her altered position.
Then, as Jake knelt between Fats' legs, and shoved the big man's balls aside with the head of his cock, she gasped at the hard heat against her asshole, and the gasp became a startled yelp as the man forced the plum-like head of his tool into her spasming anus, screwing the thick shaft of his prick up into her resisting colon.
The sensation was an indecipherable mixture of pain and ecstasy. Separated by only a thin wall of tightly stretched tissue, the two pricks felt as though they were both in her cuntal passage, each one creating unbearable pleasure with its constant throbbing.
"Now!" Jake grunted, satisfied with the depth of his penetration, resting his hands on Fats' hips for leverage. "Let's give her a real screwing!"
Shirley was almost out of her mind with excitement as the two cocks slid in and out of her straining belly. She came almost immediately, the hot juices released by her convulsing vagina duplicated by the equally torrid exudation of her intestinal sleeve as it lathered the probing cock that caressed the tender passage with its persistent thrusts.
If either of the men recognized the wet convulsions, they ignored them, concentrating instead on their own pleasure as they rammed their throbbing cocks in and out of the girl's spasming grip.
Dimly, Shirley was aware of something rubbing against her parted lips, teasing her tongue with a taste that was slightly salty and extremely pleasant. Through the surges of ecstasy that knotted her belly, she recognized the taste and scent.
She opened her mouth wide, feeling Jabber's cock "slip between her lips and teeth, and she tightened her oral grip, beginning to suck in concert with the stabs of the two pricks that ravished her cunt and her anus.
They didn't come. When Jake felt Fats begin to pound in those identifiable short strokes, he pulled his own cock out of Shirley's flexing tail, and made the big man withdraw from her mushy cunt.
"Pull it out, Jabber!" he barked to the blond youth who bent over Shirley's face, feeding his prick into her widely stretched lips, his balls bumping lightly against her nose and closed eyes as he hunched it in and out.
"Let go of her legs!" Jake ordered the two girls, and Shirley's body uncurled, her pussy hair shining with the juices dragged from her cunt by Fats' huge prong.
Breasts heaving, the nipples erect with helpless reaction, she watched the three grinning men surround her head, Jake and Fats on either side, and Jabber at the end of the couch, their wet cocks looming over her flushed features.
"Let's cool the bitch off!" Jake exclaimed, excitement showing in his voice and the way he gripped his erection, beginning to pump his fist up and down the glistening shaft.
"How about lettin' the girls help out, Professor?" Jabber giggled, shaking his hips to make his prong waggle. Shirley's eyes followed its movements.
At Jake's nod, Queenie got behind Fats, and Myrtle pressed her body close against Jabber's rear. Their hands reached around to encircle the slippery poles, capping and uncapping the shiny knobs with experienced motions.
Shirley tried to close her eyes, but the sight of those three pricks was too exciting. Some hitherto undiscovered facet of her personality responded to the overpowering musk of the male organs, and the visual impact of their heavily veined engorgement.
Jake's fist raced up and down his cock, and he leaned forward until the satin knob was almost touching her pouting lips. "Stick your tongue out!" he hissed. "Stick it out and hold it there!"
Shirley was past resisting. Her tongue, wet and quivering, extended between the red lips, a palpitating redness against which Jake pressed the head of his throbbing cock.
"Fats!" he grunted. "Jabber! Do what I'm doing!"
Shirley suppressed a gasp as three pricks pressed their meaty heads against the sensitive tip of her tongue, massaging it with their rhythmic pumping.
"We're going to come like this!" Jake said in a tense voice. "You're going to drink it! All of it! Understand?"
She could not nod, for the movement would pull her tongue from its nest of caressing cock-flesh. Instead, she blinked her eyes to signal her comprehension.
She turned her complete attention to the trio of swollen shafts. Jabber's rode over her nose as he frigged it through Myrtle's fist, his balls jiggling against her forehead. Fats' enormous prick pressed from her right, the jism-smeared head slipping down to rub her lips and teeth as he worked his hips in concert with Queenie's deft fingering. Jake's cock slid up and down her tongue, the man gaining more pleasure from that contact than from the frictioning of his own grip.
Jabber came first, his semen splattering against Shirley's tongue and onto the heads of the other pricks. The white cream slid down her quivering muscle to puddle between teeth and lips before seeping thickly into her mouth.
Shirley swallowed, awkwardly, because of her extended tongue, and heard Jake's angry exclamation cut through Jabber's excited grunts.
"Open that fucking mouth! I told you to drink it!"
She strained her jaw wide just in time to receive the first wad of Fats' hot cream as it added its viscous sperm fluid to Jabber's waning offering.
The big man nearly choked her with the quantity of his thick cream, spilling it over her tongue and lips as Jake's cock pushed her tongue against the other prick, insuring that all of the ropy semen flowed down into her gulping mouth.
She felt as though her body was swimming in the pearly scum as Fats and Jabber backed away, temporarily satisfied, leaving only the grinning Jake to continue rubbing his glans against her gaping mouth.
Suddenly, Jake grabbed her blonde hair and rolled her head toward him, jamming his prick between her lips, forcing her resisting tongue to give way, and shoving the throbbing hot head deep in her throat.
She gagged at the initial invasion, but quickly relaxed her throat muscles as the man began fucking in and out with savage thrusts. Involuntarily, her lips tightened about the thick shaft, and she sucked it with each quivering retreat, closing her eyes and surrendering to the burning waves of lust that shuddered through her violated body.
When Jake came, he gave only a faint grunt, forcing her to take the spurting knob deep as the thick semen filled her gulping throat. No sooner had he shot the last sticky wad over her writhing tongue than he was pulling his cock from her sucking lips, chuckling at her attempts to hold him.
"How's your appetite, Fats?" Jake asked of the big man. "Want to chew on that cunt?"
The bearded giant made an oval of his lips and ran his tongue about them with a noisy slurp. "Just say the word, Professor," he answered. "I'll suck her tits right out through her cunt!"
"What about me?" Jabber protested, fingering his semi-erect phallus. "How about lettin' me screw her in the ass while Fats eats her?"
Jake arched an eyebrow at the big man. "How about it?"
Fats shrugged his massive shoulders. "Just as long as he don't try nothin'."
Jake chuckled. "If he does," he observed, "you can always bite his nuts off!"
Fats and Jabber rolled the limp Shirley onto her side, and Fats lowered his huge body onto the couch facing her, draping one slender leg over his shoulder and plunging his hairy face into the vortex of her velvet thighs.
Shirley gave a cry as his mouth fastened about the lips of her pussy, and his wet tongue slithered up into her vagina, twisting and flicking to caress the tender walls and tease their juices down into the vacuuming oral grip.
She felt Jabber position his slender body behind her, and the re-aroused stiffness insert itself between the splayed cheeks of her rounded buttocks. There was a moment of pain as he forced the engorged head into her anus. Then, as the lad shoved the full length into her intestinal grip and began hunching, there was only the pleasurable excitation of the sensitive channel, an erotic counterpoint to the greedy feasting of the mouth that threatened to swallow her straining pussy.
Jake watched the scene with an amused smile, his fingers stroking his own flaccid organ, lifting and pulling the limp member as he turned to approach the stool where Dave Montrose sat, leaning awkwardly in his fastenings.
"Well, sergeant?" he murmured. "What do you think of your fellow officer? Look at her, loving everything we do to her."
Dave avoided looking toward the couch as he growled, "Fuck you!"
"Oh, that's the one thing you can't do," Jake chuckled. "Of course, if you really insist, I could persuade Fats to work you over that way."
"Goddamn it!" Dave exclaimed. "Haven't you done enough? You've got your pictures, and you've treated us like animals! What else do you want?"
"Whatever I want," Jake answered, "I'll get. With the photographs we made, I can make monkeys of you two."
Dave shrugged. "Right now, I don't give a shit! You've got some crazy idea that I'm gonna let you run loose just because of those pictures."
"Not just that," Jake interrupted. "We're not through yet. Don't make a decision you may regret, sergeant."
He turned his full attention to the trio on the couch, and Dave found himself unable to resist staring and listening as Shirley cried out with excited pleasure, and Jabber pounded his hips against her rump in the frantic rhythm of pre-orgasmic thrusting, finally hilting his cock in her ass and holding it there while his buttocks flexed with each spurt of his come.