Chapter 8

"Want to kiss my cock a little?" Andy asked Jill as he straddled her middle. "Hmmmmm, baby? Like doing that?"

Jill looked at the man's huge prick and gasped. Her throat muscles tightened. Not from fear, but from hunger. Yes, she wanted his cock in her mouth, sliding down her throat, spitting out wads of hot cum.

Her lips slowly parted.

Andy held his shaft down with his right hand and inched the tip of his cock against her mouth. When he felt her warm, flickering tongue, he leaned slightly forward, moving his hand in back of her head.

Jill watched with growing hunger as the thick patch of Andy's reddish-brown crotch hair neared her nose. His cockhead was thick, squeezing against her tonsils, slowly moving down. She gave a muffled groan, lifted her head a little.

"Ohhh . . . shit," Andy grunted. "I'll fucking bet her pussy isn't half as good as this sweet cocksucking mouth of hers."

"I'll be goddamned," Jill heard the third man say. "She can take it all!"

"Mmmm-hmmmm," Jill murmured, nuzzling her nose into the wiry hairs of Andy's crotch. His prick was fully in her throat, pulsating like a puff adder. Another moan escaped her lips.

"Ahhhh . . . that's fine, baby," Andy said, moving his ass around so that his nuts rolled over her cheeks and chin. "Suck me good ... all the way in your mouth! Gonna give you a bucket of cum to lick on."

Jill looked from his crotch to his flat, muscle-rippled stomach, then to his chest. He wasn't as squarely built as Mike, yet he was just as powerful-looking. His muscles were long, sinewy, like coiled springs. She felt a shiver of pleasure, feeling him engulf her face and shoulders with his body.

"That's it, cocksucker," Andy whispered, letting his face drop against the headboard. "Take it all in! Really lick that tongue on it."

As he squirmed around, planting the full length of his shaft into her throat, Jill felt her pussy tremble with excitement. She wiggled her ass and thrust her hips upward, feeling the stinging sensations of cum rolling from her pussy opening.

"Mmmmmm," she gurgled, her eyes half-closing in hungry ecstasy.

Andy pushed his knees up farther, planting them in her armpits. He then held the back of her head with both large hands and began pumping his ass up and down, grinding his cock harder into her mouth.

"Lick it, bitch," he grunted. "Suck me off and get ready for a hot load of sweet cum."

When Jill thought about the rich wads of creamy juice that would soon be hers to eat, she felt her pleasure intensify. She began writhing about, trying to push her knees together, but the ropes held her. Her pussy felt empty, buzzing with hunger just like her throat.

If only she could have his cock in her pussy, she thought. It would . . .

Her cunt was throbbing, missing the demands of Mike's prick. She sucked harder, faster, feeling her entire body ache with desire.

Suddenly, a thought hit her. What would it be like to have two cocks! One grinding wildly in her pussy and the other stabbing her throat.

"Mmmmmm," she groaned passionately, feeling her pleasure reach the breaking point.

There were three men, why not three cocks! The third one fucking in and out of her asshole.

God, was it possible? Could a woman take on three men?

Jill felt deliciously wicked, even more hungry then before. She began lapping furiously at Andy's prick, gulping it fully into the back of her throat. As as the root of his prick stabbed between her lips, she licked out her tongue, darted the trip of it over the rough texture of his slapping balls.

"Aaaaghhhhhhh!" she spluttered, her body tightening, ready to explode with release.

"Like it, don't you?" Andy said, pumping his ass up and down with full speak. "Bet you just love sucking cock."

"Mmmmm-hmmmm," Jill said, her voice a muffle in his damp crotch hairs. Her orgasm built slowly, expanding her cunt. Suddenly, her loins felt as if they were in flames. She heaved her body upward, then held herself there while her climax peaked. She gave another yell of release, feeling her heart pound violently.

"Jesus . . . fuck," Andy groaned, shoving his full weight against her face. "Just like a hot pussy

. . . tight . . . hot, baby . . . suck ..."

As his pleasures mounted with lightning-like speed, he began hammering his cock brutally into her mouth. Soon, his ass was a fleshy, hairy blur. His stomach slapped her forehead with dull smacks. His balls flopped against her chin.

A few seconds later, he felt his cum-load boil, throb painfully inside his nuts. He tried to hold back for a little while longer, but it was useless. The way she was sucking, it was almost as if her throat were going to yank his jism out.

"Ready?" he gasped, relaxing the muscle at the base of his shaft. "You . . . ready for some . . . hot cream to lick?"

Jill was wild with hunger, and nothing would satisfy her but a deliciously thick lump of cum. She sucked and chewed on his prick like it was the last one on earth, running her mouth quickly up and down the slippery, rubbery surfaces.

A split-second later, her lips widened to engulf his throbbing shaft. Now, she thought. His cum was bubbling from his nuts and shooting up his shaft.

"Aaaghhhhhh!" she choked, feeling the first molten glob slap the back of her throat with delicious pressure. The fluid seemed to explode, sending a shower upward, where it boiled into her nose. When she screamed out again, twin streams of milky juice streamed from both nostrils.

"Suck me, cocksucker!" Andy groaned, jabbing his prick savagely into her throat, emptying more of his massive cum-load over her lapping tongue. "Eat it down and . . . and-unhhhh! Suck . . . eat!"

Jill gobbled on his jism as quickly as possible, but even her hungry mouth couldn't take all he had to offer. Soon the juices collected in her cheeks, under her tongue. Bubbling masses swept between her teeth, poured from the corners of her mouth. And even when thick strands oozed over her chin, he shot in more.

Another orgasm exploded in her cunt, sending rippling waves of pleasure upward, meeting the heat of his cum as it soaked into her stomach. Her entire body was alive with ecstasy, every cell burning, bursting. She gave low, gurgling moans, her body freezing as her pleasures peaked savagely.

"Every . . . fucking drop," Andy said finally, punching in the last of his cum. He fell against her face and squirmed his ass around. "Ohhhh . . . sweet fucking . . . Jesus," he gasped, crawling up on the bed slightly.

Although he was still, Jill kept lapping and chewing on his cock, savoring every glob of cum. Then, when he was dry, she spit his prick out and chewed into his cock hairs, collecting as many stray wads as she could.

If only her hands were free, she thought, I could scoop the rest of that juice into my mouth. It no would glide down my throat and . . .

"Ohhhhh . . . God!" she screamed, her body tightening. Another orgasm burst inside her cunt, almost without warning. She squirmed around, almost desperately, then fell limp. As she panted into Andy's crotch and kissed the side of his prick, she felt exhausted, empty of all emotion.

"You guys have to try this," Andy said a few minutes later as he pulled away from her face. "Best blowjob I've ever had. This baby will suck your brains out."

Mike looked at the other man in the room and shrugged his shoulders.

"You want her now?" he asked. "She's one fine lay, let me tell you that, Greg."

"No," Greg said, his voice unusually calm. "I want her all to myself. After you guys finish."

The tone of Greg's voice caused Jill to flinch. He sounded dangerous, evil. And of the three of them, he looked the meanest.

He had dark-brown hair, curly and tight against his head, and his face was lean. His nose was misshapen, probably broken a few times. Small nicks and cuts made his skin seem even rougher than it was. He sported a thick mustache that drooped over the corners his mouth. His body was lean and wiry, like a cat ready to pounce.

The most sinister thing about him, however, were his eyes. They looked dead, vampire-like, as if he could see into her brain.

"You sure?" Andy said. "There might not be anything left of her when we finish."

He and Mike both chuckled. "Well, you don't have to ask me twice," Mike said, moving to the bed. "But this time, I'm gonna doggy-fuck her." He reached for the ropes at Jill's feet, then untied her wrists. "You like that, too?" he asked her, flipping her over to her stomach and retying her arms and legs to the bed frame. "Big cock going in from the rear?"

"What can I say?" Jill said softly. "You're going to do it anyway."

"Damn right I am, baby," Mike said, stroking the cheeks of her ass. "Gonna really drill it to you."

He knelt between her legs and then eased the crack of her butt apart with his long fingers. He then probed into her shithole, burying his middle finger to the knuckle.

"Hey, you like a little ass action?" he said, his eyes glinting suddenly. "Ever had a big cock up your ass?"

Jill wanted to scream out with outrage, but she couldn't find the words. What was she? Just a piece of meat to them. She felt used and more humiliated then ever. She pulled against the ropes, but they held tight, cutting into her skin.

"Goddamn . . . you!" she spat.

"Hey, that's not a nice thing to say," Mike said, mock surprise in his voice. "I guess I'm gonna have to teach you a little lesson. Hey, Andy, get me my belt."

"No . . . don't!" Jill gasped. Christ, couldn't she keep her fucking mouth shut? "Don't . . . hurt me . . . please."

"Baby, I'm sorry, but I am going to hurt you," Mike said, taking the belt from Andy. "I'm gonna hurt you so . . . fucking good."

He wrapped the buckle end of the belt around his right hand, then swung the leather back and forth over her ass, letting the tip of it brush into her delicate crack.

When the belt touched her, Jill felt an electric-like jolt shoot up her spine. The mere anticipation of what he was going to do made her gasp with fear.

"Please . . . don't ..."

The belt whipped through the air and slapped across her ass, leaving a red welt. Immediately, another slap, this time the tip of the belt snapping at her side.

"God!" Jill shrieked, her back arching so hard she thought her spine would crack. "It's . . . killing me, you bastard! Stop!"

"Hey, you're calling me names again," Mike cooed sadistically. "Gotta teach you some more lessons, I guess."

Mike began smacking the belt against her ass savagely, his eyes glistening with pleasure as she jerked and writhed with pain. Finally, he threw the belt off to the side of the bed and lunged forward, holding her ass cheeks with his hands.

"Take it, you little whore," he spat, drilling his cock into her asshole with one, hard thrust.

Jill thought the belt had hurt, but it was nothing compared to the searing, burning sensation of his big prick slamming into her shitter. His cock felt as big as a baseball bat, completely rearranging her guts.

"Ooooffff!" Air wheezed from her lips. She inhaled quickly, then gave a long, silent scream of raw anguish.

"Screw it . . . sweetheart," Mike grunted, crushing his body down on hers. His prick was fully planted inside her ass, his balls dangling over the bottom of her cunt. "Ohhh . . . shit fucking yes! Fuck it up your butt ..."

"No . . . don't ..." Jill gasped weakly.

"Oh . . . yes," Mike said, biting the back of her neck. "Now you hang on, little girl, and get ready for a fucking that will keep you fucked."

He lifted his ass, letting his cock slide out of her shitter, then he plunged his rock-hard shaft back inside. When the root of his cock stretched her opening to the breaking point, he kissed across her shoulders, then to her armpit. After leaving it glistening with his spit, he nuzzled his head under her body and gulped her right tit into his mouth.

Jill couldn't believe it. Her ass was on fire with pain, but her tit was bathed in delicious pleasure. It was like being on fire and freezing at the same time. She didn't know whether to beg him to stop, or beg him to continue. It wasn't necessary, however. From the way he was sucking on her tit, he had every intention of fucking her to pieces.

"Goddamn . . . this is good," Mike grunted, beginning a slow assault on her shitter. "Fucking tight as a coke bottle ..."

The pleasure of his tit-sucking melted downward, seemed to inflame her asshole, loosen her muscles. A few seconds later, it made penetration easier, even nice.

Jill threw her head to one side and gave a choking groan, hating herself for letting it happen again. Her insides began to swell, flutter deliciously. Pain and pleasure mixed, then became one sensation.

"Big . . . cock," she grunted, biting her lower lip until she tasted the salty flavor of blood. "It's . . . tearing my ass apart ..."

"Gonna ream it out," Mike gurgled, rolling her nipple over the roof of his mouth. "Mmmmmmm, fucking load you up with a gallon of hot cum ..."

Jill shivered with delight, just thinking about his boiling wads of cum. And, as her anticipation became nearly a demand, she looked over to where Andy sat watching them.

"Let me suck your cock while he fucks me," she said, her eyes widening with ecstasy. "Get . . . over here . . . please ..."

"Wow, she sure is one cock-hungry bitch, isn't she?" Andy said with a grin, only too happy to oblige her.

When he sat beside her and turned his body slightly, Jill gobbled down his half-hard cock, sucking it fully into the back of her throat. As she bit into the wiry, red-brown hairs, she felt it pulsate to life.

"Mmmmmmmm," she groaned passionately. It was even better than she thought it would be, having two pricks at the same time. God, all that sweet meat!

"Fuck it, baby," Mike said, spitting her tit out and again kissing the back of her neck. "Suck and fuck us dry ..."

She began working with him, jerking her ass up and down to meet his savage strokes. And each time his prick jabbed into her hole, she sucked down on Andy's shaft.

Within a matter of seconds she thought her insides would explode. Her pussy was burning, twitching so hard she could feel the steamy juices of her body ooze from her opening.

"Mmmmfff! Mmmmmfff!" she gurgled, munching into Andy's hair crotch, letting her throat muscles lock tightly around Andy's massive shaft.

Suddenly, a wave of orgasm swept into her body so powerful that it almost blew the top of her head off. She bucked and writhed wildly, then froze as it peaked, sending spasms up and down her spine.

"Jesus . . . she is a dick-hound," Andy grunted, crushing his crotch against her face harder. "Would you look at her eat on my prick. Fuck! Gonna suck my cock right off!"

Jill moved her head away and let Andy's prick flop against his stomach. She then looked from one man to the other, her eyes wild with desire.

"Shoot off at the same time," she begged. "I ... I want it that way. Please . . . cum . . . together . . . mmmmmmmm!"

With her last word, she gobbled back down on Andy's cock, then jerked with another flash of climax.

"We can do it together if ... if he goes right now," Mike grunted. "I . . . I . . . Unhhhhhh . . . fuck it, whore! Right up your sweet ass!"

"Shit!" Andy cried out, feeling his cock explode with warmth.

Jill thought she would faint from the pleasure that burst inside her body. With both men thrusting their cum-loads into her at the same time, it was almost too good to believe. Soon, pleasure bordered on pain, crossed the threshold and back again. She worked her throat and ass muscles until they burned with exhaustion, finally absorbing every drop of their jism.

Finally, when they were dry, she went limp, her chest heaving with satisfaction. She no longer cared if she had been humiliated, violated. Nothing mattered but the delicious, relaxing sensations that seemed to melt her guts. She licked her cum-stained lips, and even forgot about Tony for a few minutes.

"Okay, my turn," she heard Greg say from the other side of the room.

Again, a chill went up her spine when Jill heard the sound of his voice. It seemed to cut into her brain like a sharp knife.

"You're not going to mess her up bad, are you?" Andy said.

"Maybe . . . maybe not," Greg said, giving her a wicked-looking smile.

Jill flinched. Mess her up? What did they mean? Then she realized that anything was possible with these men. She suddenly wondered if she would get out of this thing alive. Or when he'd finished, would she even want to be alive.

"You two go out and get some beer or something," Greg said, slipping out of his jeans. "I think I want to have her alone."

"I'm not kidding," Mike said, getting into his jeans. "I want some more of that when I get back, so don't mess her up."

"Yeah," Andy agreed.

After Mike and Andy had gone, Jill looked at Greg and wondered just what kind of man he was, and what he had planned for her.

After all, what else could he do that hadn't been done? She had been raped in the mouth, the pussy, the asshole, even beaten with a belt.

What else could he possibly do?

Plenty, she would say later.