Chapter 8
Tom to the rescue. He had been sitting too long, watching Carol writhing on the wall. Such a shame to waste her sweet cunt on a dog's tongue when he had a painfully hard erection. "I gotta get me some of that," Tom muttered. He began pulling off his clothes. He wanted to feel Carol's soft tits and sleek body against his bare skin. Tom had a little trouble working his shorts down over his bloated cock-shaft, but in a few moments he was totally naked.
Carol saw a flash of naked skin out of the corner of her eyes. She was sagging down against her straps, like someone crucified, panting and moaning tiredly. Oh, my God! One of the men was going to fuck her! Carol stared at the hard rod jutting out from Tom's loins. As he moved toward her, his cock danced and swayed underneath his belly.
"Come on, get the fuck outta here, mutt!" Tom yelled at Rajah. He had a hard time prying the dog loose from Carol's cunt. Whining disappointedly, the big animal trotted to a corner and lay down, watching. "I'm gonna shove my cock up your cunt, bitch," Tom panted. He stepped forward and dug his hands into Carol's tits, savoring the silky, soft feel.
Carol whimpered, half in pain, half in ecstasy. Her tits throbbed, but what she wanted was something up her cunt. Her clit had swollen so large that it ached. She doubted she could stand anything else touching it. Her cunt needed attention. Tom crowded in close and tried to shove his cock up into Carol's pussy hole. But it was difficult. He had to bend his knees a little to get down low enough.
"It isn't fucking working," he grunted. Holding his cock in one hand, he attempted to work it up into the girl's cunt. But the way she was pinned to the wall with the straps made her cunt almost impossible to fuck. Tom managed to get the tip of his aching rod about an inch up inside Carol's cunt. But try as he would, that was as far as the big prick would reach. "Oh, please- . . all the way up!" Carol whimpered. She tried to rock her hips forward, to open herself up to Tom's swollen shaft. But the straps held her too firmly in place.
"Jesus ... I can't stand this!" Tom snarled. Pulling back away from the girl, he spun around and picked up a knife. Then he bent low and started cutting loose the straps around Carol's ankles. "Hey! You're wrecking my wall hanging!" Joe yelled. But he did nothing to stop Tom, just sat there grinning, watching the little man furiously sawing at the straps. "Fuck your wall hanging," Tom muttered.
When Carol's ankles were free, it was easy. Now, when Tom crowded in between her thighs, searching out her cunt with his bloated cock, her legs rose up off .the floor and circled hungrily around his waist. Her crotch was open wide, her cunt tilted toward him. "Oh, Jesus," Tom moaned as his cock slid up into the girl's tight cunt. She was wetter than he'd ever seen her. The dog's avid cunt-licking, plus Carol's constant orgasms, had smeared a slippery coat of lubricants all over her crotch. Even the insides of her thighs were dripping wet.
Once his cock was in all the way, Tom grabbed hold of Carol's thighs and started fucking. With her legs around him and the rest of her body still tacked to the wall, he was fucking into her gushing pussy hole. "Oooohhhhh," Carol moaned. "It feels like you're all the way up to my throat." "Doin' my best," Tom grunted. Jesus, but this girl had a sweet cunt. Each time Tom fucked into her, he drove straight upward with his short powerful legs. His hips slammed against her cunt with a solid whack.
Carol's eyes were darting around aimlessly. Tom's jolting drives, his cock knifing up her quivering cunt, were driving her mad with pleasure. If only the straps didn't hurt her wrists, this would be the way she'd like to fuck best. Tom discovered another bonus to this strange position. Carol's lush tits were right in front of his face, pulled up high by the position of her arms. He buried his face in the twin mounds, sucking and licking, feeling her nipples puffing up against his saliva-smeared cheeks.
"Ahhhhh, you're making me feel so good," Carol moaned. Tom's cock-head, swollen hugely, was shoving its way up to the far end of her cunt. She felt it opening her, stretching her pussy hole wide, pounding toward her womb. "I'm ... I'm gonna come!" she whimpered. Tom stared into the girl's lovely face and saw her lips draw back tightly over her teeth. She looked like she was dying.
This time Carol didn't scream when she came. Instead she uttered a long bubbling moan. Her body twisted slowly, straining against the straps that held her to the wall. Her legs tightened so powerfully around Tom's waist that he was afraid she was going to break his ribs. Desperately he pried the spasming limbs loose, drawing in a shuddering breath.
Then he became aware Carol's pussy was spasming in slow rhythmical waves, squeezing his cock. Even the outer lips were moving, seemingly crawling around his balls. "Oh, Jesus," Tom moaned, nearing his climax. The muscles quivered in his legs as he fucked slowly and powerfully up Carol's cock-milking cunt.
"Uuh : .. uuh ... uuh," Tom grunted as the cum jetted out of his prick and up Carol's cunt. His jizz mixed with her pussy juice and then gushed back out again. The frothing juices ran down her thighs and smeared over both their bodies as they strained together.
It was one of the quietest, but strongest orgasms Carol had ever experienced. When it was over and Tom had stepped back from her on shaky legs, she sagged helplessly against the wall. Quivering shudders of ecstasy rippled through her cunt. A few more orgasms like that, and Carol knew that for once she'd be satisfied.
But not yet. There were still two hard cocks left in the room. She stared down at Joe and Pete, who were still sitting in their chairs, hot-eyed from having watched Tom fuck her against the wall. Joe bounded to his feet and began stripping off his clothes. Carol wet her lips as she stared at his rigid cock. "You gonna fuck her the way Tom did?" Pete asked thickly.
"Uh-uh. Too hard on the legs, standing up like that. Look at the poor fucker," he said, pointing to Tom, who was staggering around on rubbery legs, looking for a place to sit down. "I'm gonna let her do all the work," he grinned. Picking up the knife Tom had used, he cut through the rest of the straps holding Carol to the wall. Free, she sagged forward. Joe caught her under the arms. "Hey! Don't creep out on me," he warned her. "You got a lot of fucking to do yet."
Carol's cunt was ready, but she wondered if the rest of her was. She stood leaning against Joe, aware of his hard cock pushing against her lower belly. She wished he'd just lay her down and fuck her with it. What new weird request would he have?
Joe, too, was aware of a naked body against him. Carol's big tits were pushing against his chest. His thigh had jammed up between her legs, pressing against her slippery pussy. "Time to fuck, baby," he hissed in her ear. "My way." "Hold her up," he told Pete and Tom. The two men held Carol as Joe lay down on his back. He grabbed hold of his cock, aiming the fleshy spear straight up. "Now just sit her down on the damned thing," he told his two friends. "We'll see how she likes it shoved up into her from below."
Carol gasped as Tom and Pete picked her up, opening her legs wide. Her cunt was stretched wide open, and when they had her into position over Joe's hard cock, they lowered her. Joe parted her cuntlips with one hand while he swished the head of his prick back and forth in her slit, pushing her pussy hair out of the way. Then he- forced the bloated tip just inside her cunt.
"Okay, now," he said. Pete and Tom literally dropped the girl. Her ass slammed down against Joe's loins, driving his cock up into her cunt. Carol's eyes bulged from the abrupt entry. Once again her cunt was full of cock. And, strangely enough, she didn't feel as tired any more. "Mmmmmm," Carol sighed, starting to grind her hips back and forth. Joe's cock twitched and jerked inside her snug pussy hole.
"Oh, Jesus, what a fabulous cunt this broad has," Joe moaned. He could feel the girl's cuntlips splaying out around the base of his cock, pressing wetly against his naked, hairy skin. Joe and Carol were just getting into a regular tempo when the cabin door abruptly opened.
"Hi, everybody," a cheery voice said. "Chris!" Carol exclaimed happily. She started to leap up, but Joe's big hands slammed her back into place. "We ain't finished fucking yet," he growled. Carol shrugged. She'd hurry this one up. Make Joe come and get it over with. Things were going to be different around here now that Chris was back. She'd be treated with consideration and respect again. Like she deserved.
Carol began to fuck hard, jerking her cunt up and down Joe's swollen rod. Behind her, Chris looked down at the madly fucking duo, his eyes wide with appreciation. His cock began throbbing in his pants as he watched Joe's cock repeatedly swallowed up by Carol's cunt. "This place smells like hot cunt," he said excitedly. "I gotta get me a piece of this. Right now."
Carol glanced over her shoulder and saw that Chris was undressing. She wondered what he meant, about getting involved right now. Couldn't he see her cunt was already stuffed full of Joe's big cock? He'd have to wait, unless he could talk Joe into letting her up, and she doubted that'd be easy ,until Joe had shot his wad up into her pussy.
But she felt Chris crowding in close behind her nevertheless. "Jesus ... I haven't had my cock up inside anything for hours," he panted. "Hang on, baby ... I'm coming in !" Coming in? How could he, with Joe's cock in the way?
"No!" Carol squealed. "You'll hurt me!" She tried to wriggle away, but Chris' hands were already clamping around her ass. Joe guessed what Chris was going to do. "You sly sonofabitch," he chuckled. "Always got one up your sleeve." How could Chris, of all people be doing this to her? Carol wondered. The man who was supposed to be so kind and thoughtful.
He did indeed sound kind when he spoke to her. "Come, on, Carol ... take it easy. It won't hurt at all. You'll like it," he panted. The panting gave him away. Carol suddenly realized that the kind cheerfulness was only a facade. She didn't really exist to Chris. Probably no one did, but himself. His manner was only a good way to throw others off their guard. Down deep, he was no different than Joe or Pete or Tom. Just a little smoother.
Dejectedly Carol slumped forward. She had no energy left to fight. It wouldn't have done any good. Joe was holding her body down tightly against his so that her ass was elevated, waiting for Chris' cock. She felt the big organ slide between her ass-cheeks. The rubbery tip pressed against her asshole, shoving, shoving. Oh, God! It was hurting already!
Carol gritted her teeth, try to relax her asshole, hoping it would hurt less that way. She tried to keep silent, but when Chris' cock suddenly jerked past her tight asshole and pounded up into her rectum, she couldn't help herself. "AAAAGGGHHHH!' the pain-racked girl shrieked. It hurt even more than she'd expected. Writhing with pain, she felt the tears streaming down her face.
"Come on, come on. Relax," Chris said. Carol was aware of the impatience in his voice. Then something happened to Carol. She gave up. This is the way it should be, she decided. This is what I deserve. After all, wasn't she the woman whose greed for sex had made her husband kill himself? Now she was being punished for it, used like an animal by a bunch of animal-like men. She could accept that. And along with her punishment, there was a bonus. She was getting all the fucking she had ever wanted.
Suddenly Carol's asshole wasn't hurting any more. She realized that Chris' cock inside her bowels actually felt good. "Oooohhhhh," she moaned. "Ooooohhhh ... both of you ... fuck your big beautiful cocks up into me. Fill me ... fill me .. . " She'd show them she could be just as depraved as they were. She'd take anything they could give her.
"Good ... good ... feels good!" she panted. Carol had never felt so filled with cock. She was stuffed with hard driving flesh. "Pete ... Pete! Stick your cock in my mouth!" she moaned. "I need more ... more. .. " Pete dropped to his knees in front of Carol's face. Now she had three cocks-in her. Each one ready to spew its load of hot cum.
Sucking, fucking, Carol rammed her lower body back hard against the two cocks coming at her from behind. Chris and Joe moaned. Their cocks were separated only by a thin membrane. Each was aware of the other's prick gliding hotly in to Carol. They felt the final swelling as each neared climax.
The hot liquid load of three swollen cocks began pumping into Carol's body. She held her own orgasm back a moment, helplessly pinned into place by the spouting organs. Tom's hands were busy underneath her body, sinking into her tits. Oh, yes.! It was right! It was right! The lust, the spouting cocks, her spasming cunt, even the humiliation. She could take it all-be fucked by the whole world. She'd asked Chris to arrange a party. Just her and a room full of men. She could take it. She could handle them all. Then her orgasm blotted out everything.