Chapter 6
Jill felt Cindy's tits press against her own. Then as their mouths met in a hungry kiss, she felt Brad's rough hands on her body.
After pushing them closer, he took the ropes at his side and wrapped them around their bodies. With their ankles firmly tied together, he ran a length of rope under and around them, finally knotting their hands with a jerk.
"Ohhhh . . . that hurts," Jill gasped, throwing her head back. It was a delicious sensation, however, feeling the coarse ropes and the softness of Cindy's body at the same time. "Mmmmmmm .... hurts so . . . good ..."
With their bodies tied together, Brad squatted just over their heads, then squirmed his ass between their faces. He turned slightly to one side, giving Cindy his cock. His butt was in Jill's face.
"Suck my prick and lick out my shitter," he said, placing a hand behind each of their heads. "Come on, ladies, I want to get eaten alive."
While Cindy gulped down on his massive cock, Jill darted her tongue into the crack of his hairy ass. Slowly, she probed the tip of her tongue into the puckered, greasy crack, then bared her teeth.
"Mmmmmmm," Jill moaned, nuzzling her nose into the tight crack, feeling the coarse hairs scrape the insides of her nostrils. "Love sucking asshole ..."
While she bit into the sensitive membranes of his shithole, she felt the heat in her pussy intensify. She thrust her hips forward, crushing it against Cindy's soft, red-haired mound. An immediate jolt of pleasure rippled into her guts.
"Ohhh . . . yes," Brad grunted, moving his ass back and forth. "Just like that, babes . . . both of you . . . really give me a hot tongue-job!"
As Jill chewed and sucked on his asshole, she could hear Cindy's smacking sucks. She wished for a moment that Brad had let her have his cock in- stead, but as she probed more deeply into his butt, she became more than satisfied. Her pussy was tingling, electric with ecstasy.
"That's it," Brad said, reaching back and placing his hand against Jill's head. "Really stick it up there. Fuck . . . yes . . . suck it good, ass-eater!"
As Jill munched on his butt, she became fully aware of the man's masculinity. He was hard and hairy, smelled of musk, inflaming her with greater desire. She began writhing, moving her pussy over Cindy's cunt, feeling her ecstasy burn hotter.
Suddenly she jerked. Cindy had moved her hands downward and jabbed her thumbs forward. As they sank inside Jill's cunt, stabbing the fluttering walls, Jill screamed violently into Brad's asshole.
"Yes!" she panted. "Godddd . . . yesssss!"
A massive convulsion of raw pleasure ate into, her pussy, causing her tits to heave. She pressed her face harder into the crack of the cop's shitter and thrust her tongue so hard inside his hole that her jaws ached.
While she gasped into Brad's butt, Cindy screamed out also, her voice muffled in the man's thick bush of crotch hair. Her pussy seemed to melt around Jill's, causing them both to jerk with agonized release.
"Suck it, cocksucker," Brad said, his body tightening. He slammed his ass forward, grinding the full length of his prick into Cindy's throat. "I . . . I'm so fucking . . . close . . . I . . . I . . . suck it good!"
When Jill thought about all those hot masses of cum, she felt "her throat constrict with a desperate hunger. She pulled her tongue out of Brad's shitter and bit his ass cheek.
"Let me have some of it!" she begged. "God, I want cum in my mouth . . . down my throat!"
"Mmmmffffff!" she heard Cindy splutter, knowing that Brad was now shooting his load into her mouth.
"Me . . . too!" Jill screamed, gnawing her way over his hip. "Cum ... I want cum, you bastard!"
In mid-orgasm, Brad quickly turned, his left hand firmly grasping his exploding cock. He tried to hold his jism back, but as he aimed his prick toward Jill's face, a massive wad of boiling cream spewed from the tip of his shaft. The lava-like juices shot into Jill's hair, then dripped down her forehead.
"Give it to me," Jill gasped, her mouth open like a bird's. "I . . . I . . . ahhhhhhhhhhh!" she gurgled, feeling his bursting cockhead jab between her lips.
When the scalding fluid poured down her throat, another climax riddled her pussy. She began jerking her ass back and forth, crushing her cunt against Cindy's wet patch of hair. Their pussy lips met, fluttered together.
"Let me have the rest!" Cindy begged. "I ... I want it, Jill!"
Jill refused to let go of Brad's spurting cock. She locked her lips firmly around the thick, hairy base, refusing to let his cock leave her throat. Only when the last of his bubbling cream had oozed over her tongue did she relax slightly.
"Mmmmmm . . . good," Jill whispered, licking the residue from his foreskin.
"You bitch!" Cindy said, licking her tongue up and down the crack of Brad's ass. "I said I wanted the rest."
"Mmmmmm, I couldn't help it," Jill said to her roommate. "It's just that he has such a delicious, warm cock."
"There might be a little bit left," Brad said, gasping for air. "Lick it dry, honey."
Jill worked her mouth down to the root of his cock, pursed her lips tightly, then pulled her face back. As he said, there was a thick glob of cum left inside his prick. As it melted over her tongue, she shivered with hungry pleasure.
As Jill gargled the milky cum around in her mouth, Brad pulled away, letting their heads meet. Jill opened her mouth, revealing the thick lump of jism, then closed her lips around Cindy's licking tongue.
The women exchanged the cum back and forth for several long moments, mixing it with their spit, then shared it, drinking it down with a satisfied grunt.
"Oh, I want some more," Cindy murmured into Jill's mouth. "I could drink gallons of this stuff."
"Me, too," Jill agreed. Her pussy still fluttered with the subsiding throbs of climax. "But I'd really love that big cock up my pussy now," she added, looking at Brad as he smoked a cigarette.
"Let me tie you two together," Cindy said, her eyes widening. "I want to see what it looks like. His big thing poking in your box."
Jill was only too happy to agree. She wiggled, moaned with expectation as Brad began removing the ropes.
A few moments later, with Jill's back to his front, Cindy tied them together. She wrapped the ropes tightly around their feet, then ran it under their bodies, finally tying the ends of it around their necks. She took another length of rope and tied Brad's hands to Jill's. His arms were wrapped around her body, his wrists against her smooth, flat stomach.
In this position, Jill was fully aware of his hard masculinity, as if wrapped in a blanket of maleness. She squirmed her ass around, felt his rock-hard cock press between her legs.
"Stick it in," she moaned, snuggling closer to his body. "God, I want that huge prick fucking the hell out of my pussy!"
"Oh, let me put it in for you," Cindy said, moving around in front of Jill.
She grasped Brad's monstrous prick with both hands and guided the tip of it into Jill's tightly constricted pussy opening. Cindy then gave a muffled cry of pleasure as she watched it stretch Jill's tiny opening nearly to the breaking point.
"Jesus!" Cindy said, kneading Brad's nuts. "I don't know where the hell he's putting that thing, or how you can take it all!"
"It's right up here," Jill whispered, arching her back so that her breasts thrust out, "right between my tits."
"Oh, let me taste," Cindy said, nuzzling her face between Jill's large, ripened tits. "Mmmmmm, delicious," she gurgled, rolling her tongue over the coral-colored nipples with a wet smack.
As more of Brad's throbbing cock stabbed into her pussy, Jill felt more excited than ever. It was fantastic to have her tits licked while getting fucked, and especially in this position. With him to her back, screwing her doggy-style, she could feel all of him.
"Shove it to me, you bastard!" she cried out, flinching with desire. "Mmmmm, yes . . . just like that ... all the way in! Fuck my pussy!
Brad pressed forward with his full strength, drilling the base of his prick firmly between her fluttering pussy lips. As his balls slapped between her legs and rested just under her crack, he squirmed his ass around.
"So . . . fucking tight and hot," he whispered, kissing the back of Jill's neck. "Christ, baby, your pussy is even better than your cocksucking mouth."
While he fucked her a little harder, Jill worked her ass around. Each time his massive cock shaft poked into her cunt, she tightened her muscles, giving his shaft milking squeezes.
"Fuck me . . . God, fuck me!" she panted, feeling her skin tingle with growing pleasure. "Suck and . . . and fuck ..."
While Brad shoved his cock in and out of her boiling pussy, Cindy covered Jill's body with warm, wet kisses. Slowly, she inched her mouth down, over Jill's stomach, then to the blonde, furry patch of her pussy. Her eyes widened with pleasure as she watched Brad's enormous cock stab in and out.
"Fuck her good," Cindy said, rolling the tip of her tongue over the damp patch of Jill's cunt. "Mmmmmm, stick that big, hard prick in her guts and blow in a gallon of cum. I want to eat your cream out of her pussy."
Cindy licked and chewed hungrily, her mouth occasionally moving over the underside of Brad's cock shaft. Jill's cunt was steaming now, the opening moving around his prick like a mouth.
"Take it, baby!" Brad gasped, moving his mouth over the back of Jill's neck. "Take a pussy full of my hot cock and screw it."
Jill screamed out suddenly as her body flooded with the warmth of her climax. She wiggled her ass around, then froze, almost able to taste the ecstasy.
"Do it!" she shrieked, tossing her head back and forth. "Goddamn you, you mother fucking bastard! Shove it to me! Fuck out my brains!"
Brad was glad that he'd blown his wad before, because now he had greater control. If he hadn't, the force of Jill's climax would have yanked his cum out. Her pussy was throbbing, sucking like a starving throat. He held his breath and gave her a sound fucking, moving his prick in and out rhythmically.
"Like it, whore?" he grunted. "You like getting your sweet cunt fucked apart?"
"Yes . . . God, yes!" Jill choked. Another massive convulsion of pure pleasure shot into her guts. "Fuck me . . . fuck me hard! Make it . . . hurt!"
As her ecstasy began to border on pain, Jill thought of Tony, of the way his hard, throbbing cock had churned into her guts. Just the picture of him in her mind was enough to cause another explosion of pleasure inside her body. She writhed about as if she were being tortured. A rattling groan escaped her lips.
Between her legs, Cindy was licking and chewing furiously, her lips moving over Jill's climaxing pussy, her chin rubbing against Brad's grinding, glistening prick.
"Screw it to her . . . now!" Cindy begged. "Brad, fuck your cum in, please!"
While she waited for the burst of jism to sear into Jill's pussy, Cindy grasped their feet. Snuggling a little closer to their intertwined bodies, Cindy began working their toes into her pussy. A couple of seconds later, she screamed out with release.
"Godddddd!" Cindy wailed, punching her face between Jill's legs.
As her climax peaked violently, Cindy saw Brad's thrusting cock expand, then jerk. She knew then that he was about to shoot his load into Jill's cunt. She molded her mouth over Jill's slippery hole, felt his cock shaft slide over her lower lip, his balls slap against her chin.
"Fuck . . . now," Brad said, grunting with pleasure. "Gonna blast in my . . . cum! Unhhh . . . fuck it, whore! Screw it up . . . here! Unh! Here, bitch!"
When the molten jism bubbled into her pussy, Jill screamed out again with pleasure. Her orgasm this time was even better than before, peaking, exploding, climbing even higher. Soon she was in a constant state of excitement, her body jerking out of control.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she chanted over and over, her words an echo of the spasms of ecstasy that melted her insides.
Between her legs, Cindy was smacking noisily. Some of Brad's cum-load was oozing from Jill's pussy, dripping on her tongue. The combination of male and female juices was almost too good, causing her to cry out with anguished hunger.
"Cum," Cindy gurgled, squirming her head around, trying to squeeze her tongue between his cock and her pussy lips. "Give me some . . . more cum ... to suck!"
Brad withdrew his cock entirely and stabbed upward, shoving his shaft brutally into Cindy's mouth. After planting a few thick wads of cum in her throat, he pulled his prick out and jabbed it back into Jill's fluttering pussy. The bulk of his load shot from his balls and melted deeply into Jill's hot pussy.
"Fuck . . . that's . . . it!" he growled, his body going limp. "Sweet . . . hot . . . pussy ..."
While their bodies molded together, and they enjoyed the subsiding throbs of release, Cindy licked and chewed greedily over Jill's pussy. She gathered up the stray wads of cum, then drank them down with a gurgling smack. When Jill's blonde cunt hairs were free of jism, she pulled Brad's cock from the puckered hole and clamped her lips around the tip of it.
"Delicious," Cindy murmured, sucking out the final glob of creamy fluid. She then jacked the loose foreskin up and down over the withering head, stroking her tongue across the smooth surface. "You got any more?"
"Shit," Brad grunted. "I've been fucked out. I don't think I could keep it up with a tow truck!"
"We'll see about that," Cindy giggled. She began sucking him off, moving her lips quickly up and down his half-hard shaft. "Mmmmmmm," she moaned excitedly, feeling his cockhead throb with new life.
"I'll be goddamned," Brad muttered, again feeling pressure in his balls. "I ... I just might be able to make it . . . one more time ..."
"Let me suck him too," Jill said quickly, watching her roommate's eager licking. "Untie me and ... "
Jill pulled against the ropes that bound her, felt the rough hemp cunt into her skin. She had to get at that cock, almost as if her life depended on it. Tony was still on her mind, and each time she saw the memory of his massive prick, her throat twitched with desire.
"... give me . . . cock!" Jill gasped.
"Please!"
Cindy quickly untied them and immediately went back to Brad's cock. She sucked up and down for several moments, then aimed the tip of his shaft toward Jill's open mouth. While Jill gobbled up and down his prick, Cindy locked her own mouth around his surging balls.
"Jesus . . . fucking Christ!" Brad groaned, rolling to his back, pulling them with him. He placed his hands behind their heads and bent his knees. He suddenly threw his legs around their shoulders, trapping their heads between his muscular thighs. "Suck me, cocksuckers," he grunted. "Goddamn you, you fucking cock-licking whores! Eat me all over . . . balls . . . cock!"
The women worked on him as if in competition with each other. Finally, his prick exploded with savage warmth, filling Jill's mouth with spurting cum. She drank down about three of the wads, then let Cindy finish him off.
Later, as they lay in a heap, their satisfied moans filling the room, Jill felt her excitement renew itself. Would she find Tony? And if she did, what would she say? What would she do?
She almost laughed, thinking of an imaginary conversation with him.
"Hello. Remember me? You're the stud that raped me. Well, I'd like for you to do it again."
She sat up and reached for her clothes, then shot Brad a determined look.
"Let's go find him," she said, squirming into her panties.
"Find who?" Brad murmured, half-asleep as he lay on the floor.
"Tony, you idiot," she said. "You said you'd help me."
Reluctantly, Brad got to his feet and lumbered over to where his clothes lay. After he was dressed, Jill pushed him from the room, dragging Cindy along with her.
A short while later, in the computer room of the police station, Jill found out Tony's latest address. There was quite a file on him, and also several photographs of him when he was much younger.
"When he was fourteen," Brad was explaining, reading the odd codes on a piece of print-out paper, "he was taken into juvenile custody."
"What for?'" Jill asked quickly.
"For putting his stepmother in the hospital," Brad continued. "Beat the shit out of her, I guess. Seems there is something here called, 'sexual torture.' "
"Sexual torture?" Jill repeated. "He did it to his stepmother?"
"No, I guess the old bag tortured him," Brad said, consulting another piece of paper. "Used to tie him up, I guess, when his old man was out of town."
"Anything else?" Jill asked.
"Few minor things after that. He ran away from a foster home, was picked up in New York, brought back, joined a motorcycle gang. Pretty clean lately." "Where is he now?" Jill asked. After he told her, Brad gave her a warning. "That's a pretty bad part of town. I wouldn't go down there alone if I were you."
Jill didn't even hear his words, much less grasp their meaning. She knew where Tony was, and she was going to find him. She had to, although she didn't really know why. He had become an obsession with her, as if she couldn't continue living without seeing him at least one more time.