Chapter 5
"Come! Fill my cunt with your jizz!" howled Terri. Bubba's shout had brought Verl's brain out of the fog of lust that had surrounded it. But he was suddenly faced with a problem.
His cunt-filling cock wouldn't stop coming!
The van shot around a bend in the road on two wheels. Siren screaming, the white car followed.
"My God!" Bubba yelled. "It's Sheriff Wilson! If he catches us he'll throw us in the can for sure!"
He drove the accelerator down to the floor-boards. The van's engine was racing all out. The black-haired youth expertly steered the van around a series of curves in the road, edged by drops of a hundred feet and more.
But still the sheriff's car clung grimly to their tail. Slowly but surely, it gained on them.
Tern was lost in a delirium of orgasm. Verl's huge cock was driving her crazy. It felt as if an electric cattle prod had been plugged into her wet pussy! Her cunt just kept coming and coming, sucking the jism by force from the tip of Verl's prick.
At last Verl quit coming. Gritting his teeth, he began to pull his cock out of he clutching, demanding, greedy snatch. Come and cunt juice ran in a gooey mixture from around his hefty prick.
His cock finally popped free. Jism-shot pussy oils poured from the quagmire of Tern's blond-furred cunt out over her thigh. The van careened around another bend. Verl was thrown off balance and fell against the wall with a few last droplets of cum spraying from his huge, flopping cock.
For the first time, Terri became aware that something was amiss. "Aaaaah," she groaned. "Why'd you quit? What's wrong?"
"The cops are after us, honey," Beth called. Her freckled face was pale and drawn with tension.
"Oh!" Suddenly the full gravity of the situation hit Terri. She tried to grab for her shredded clothes and was forcibly reminded that her arms were bound uncomfortably behind her back. The delirium that Verl's big prick fucking in and out of her pussy had caused had made her forget completely where she was and what was happening to her.
The warm afterglow of furious fucking evaporated. The blonde was instantly filled with feelings of shame. She had just been raped and she had enjoyed it!
Worse was the dilemma the pursuing sheriff's car presented. From the way the wailing of the siren grew constantly louder, it was clear Bubba could not keep ahead of the sheriff much longer. That meant that Terri and her new friend Beth would soon be freed from the clutches of the violent young rapists who had abducted them. But that might not be too fortunate for Tern!
What if her father had died? That could mean that a statewide manhunt was even now underway for her-for murder. Would she be rescued from Verl and Bubba, only to be sent to prison for killing her own father?
"Get your pants on, Verl," the driver called over his shoulder. "They're right on our ass." He glanced in the rearview mirror. The flashing lights atop the pursuing car seemed to fill it.
Even as Bubba watched the sheriff's car swung out and pulled up alongside the van. "That's it," Bubba siad, taking his foot off the gas and putting it on the brake pedal. "We're stuck."
The van slowed and stopped on the gravel shoulder of the road, fifty yards short of a roadside rest stop in the shelter of some pine trees. The police car turned in ahead of them, screeching to a halt in a shower of pebbles.
"Shit, that's going to fuck up my finish," Bubba said disgustedly.
The doors of the white car flew open. Two uniformed men leaped out. One of them leaned over the open driver's door leveling a 12-guage riot gun at the van while the other man, a fat middle-aged man, sauntered back towards the blue van.
"Aw, fuck it," Bubba groaned. "It's the lard-gutted old fart himself, and his dipshit deputy, Freddie." He rolled down the window and leaned out. "Point that damned scatter-gun somewhere else, Freddie," he called wearily. "It might be loaded."
The lanky, young deputy glanced up from behind his weapon. The fat sheriff paused beside the van's left bumper and nodded at his deputy, who put the shotgun away and walked toward the larger vehicle. "What the hell's goin' on here, Bubba," the sheriff demanded, walking up to the open window. He peered inside, squinting through green shooting glasses.
"Jesus Christ!" he exclaimed. "Come look at this, Freddie! There's a redheaded teenybopper in here with cum all over her face!" A flicker of motion from the gloomy interior of the van caught his eye.
"I'll be damned ! There's a naked broad in the back, too!" The younger man came loping up as his partner walked around the rear of the vehicle.
Sheriff Wilson threw open the rear doors. Light streamed into the fur-lined compartment. The big man whistled in appreciation. "Get your pants on, Verl," he told the wildly struggling youth, "and bring your lady friend out in the open so's I can get a good look at her!"
Terri halted in her attempts to hide her nakedness. "Help!" she cried. "Help us! We've been kidnaped -raped-"
Sheriff Wilson cocked his head and looked at Verl. The blond youth zipped up his fly and shrugged. "Shit, all we wanted was to have some fun," he said. "Din't mean to hurt the chicks. Just fuck 'em good."
"Looks like this one's been roughed up some."
"Well, hell, Sheriff, she slapped my pecker. I couldn't let her do that and get away with it! Besides, what do you care? They're just a couple of runaways."
Up front Freddie was helping Beth out of the van. Bubba stood off to one side, whistling nonchalantly. "Come out of there," the Sheriff told Tern.
"But I'm naked ! And my arms are tied ! I can't-"
"Come out, I said!"
Hesitantly, Tern obeyed. The hot sun stung her skin and the gravel burned the soles of her feet. She looked up and down the highway, afraid a car would come by and people would see her standing there, naked and degraded.
Beth tried to take control of the situation. "I demand that you arrest these two, officer," she declared. "They're guilty of kidnapping, assault with a deadly weapon, forcible rape, sodomy ... "
"Real little lawyer, ain't you honey?" the sheriff drawled. "Well, Verl, what do you guys have to say for yourselves?"
"Aw, c'mon, Sheriff," Bubba whined. "Give us a break. We didn't mean any harm. And if you give me a ticket, I'll lose my license. My old man'll be pissed off to the max."
"Wait a second," Verl said. He smoothed back his lank blond hair with the palm of his hand. "I've got an idea. Do you think you might accept a bribe, Sheriff?"
"Smart-assed little bastard, ain't you," the sheriff observed. He cocked his head and scratched at the back of his sunburned neck. "What do you got in mind?"
Verl put his hand on Terri's naked shoulder. She flinched away from his touch. "We got these two fine young pieces of ass," he grinned. "Bubba and I can personally vouch for their performance, can't we, Bubba? Satisfaction guaranteed."
"You guys've got to be kidding," Freddie, the deputy, said. "Sheriff, we-"
"Shut up, Freddie," the sheriff said. He turned to face Beth, standing nearby with her hands on her hips. "Young lady, I hope you appreciate the seriousness of the charges facing you," he told her.
Beth's jaw dropped. "What the hell are you talking about?" she demanded.
"Talkin' disrespectful to an officer-that's another." He shook his head. "You surely are in a heap of trouble. The both of you are runaways, ain't you?"
Terri and Beth looked at each other.
"Well, there's running away, vagrancy, no visible means of support. And then there's the serious stuff-contributing to the delinquency of these two innocent young minors, sodomy, promiscuity-" he glanced at Terri, who was beginning to shiver despite the heat-"indecent exposure. I'm gonna have to take you two in."
He turned to his lean deputy, who was standing off to one side, dumbstruck. "Close your mouth, Freddie," he ordered. "Then go on back to the car." He put a beefy hand on Terri's shoulder. She turned her face away. "You girls get back in the van." He let the hand slide from her shoulder, down the curve of her spine to fondle her full ass.
"Verl, you and Bubba get in the front and drive on up to that rest area. We can't have this little lady parading around bare-ass, can we?" He turned Terri around and propelled her back into the van with a resounding smack on her bare rump. Beth clambered in after her friend. The look she shot Sheriff Wilson was one of pure venom.
He shut the doors. "You two boys drive nice and slow, y'hear?" he said to the youths, who were grinning at each other in relief. "And don't miss the turn-off!"
"We won't, Sheriff," Bubba said readily.
"This is a fine mess I got us into," Beth told her friend.
"You got us into?"
"Sure." She shrugged. "I was the one who was so eager to get into this damned van in the first place. Here, let me get those ropes-shit! Broke my thumbnail. You're going to have to be cut out of these.
"Wh-what are they going to do to us?"
Beth looked at her friend sadly. "What do you think?" she asked. "They're going to fuck us, and there's nothing we can do about it. Maybe they'll let us go when they've had their fun." She reached down and picked up Terri's torn halter, as if to try to do something about her nakedness. It was pointless. The little scrap of cloth would no longer even serve to hide her large cherry-topped jugs.
In spite of Beth's words, both knew the future was bleak. Somehow, they both knew that Sheriff Wilson wasn't going to let them go after he'd had his fun.
The van turned suddenly and stopped. "Okay, girls," Verl leered back at them, "this is the end of the line!"
"You boys just stick around a while," the Sheriff said, opening the rear doors. "We want to made dead sure you ain't slipped us any wooden nickels!"
"Sure, Sheriff. Anything you say!"
The girls were led away from the van, around to the back of one of the lean-to-like, green-painted wooden shelters at the back of the rest area. Behind was a thick pine forest. On the other side of the road was a wide vista of mountains and plains stretching out under the clear sky. The sheriff's car was parked behind the shelter.
"Wo-won't you at least untie me?" Terri asked.
"Hell, no," the sheriff replied. "You're a dangerous criminal. Can't have you running around loose!" He grabbed Beth by the arm and hauled her to the side of his car. "You neither," he said.
From a pocket he produced a pair of handcuffs. Beth tried to kick him in the shins, but he twisted away, laughing at her. While he held her slim wrists in one huge, hairy paw, he clicked one of the metal bracelets around one of Beth's arms. Then he ran the free end through the car door handle and manacled her other wrist.
He stood away to admire his handiwork. The girl was bent over with her cone-shaped tits pointing at the gravel and her trim little ass sticking up. "That gives me an idea," he declared. He hooked a thumb into the strap of Beth's halter and ran it around and down. The girl felt the blunt thumb sticking into the side of her tit.
The Sheriff took his thumb out of the halter and neatly untied it. It fell to the ground.
The sheriff gave one small, bare tit a squeeze. "Get your hands off me," Beth spat. "Don't-hey! Leave my fly alone!" Tern heard the sound of a zipper being worked, and then the sheriff was yanking Beth's jeans off over her narrow hips.
"Mmmm. Lemon-colored panties." He ripped the fragile underpants away. Beth's ass was small and the cheeks were taut. The skin of her belly and back was brown and freckle-dotted from the sun, but the skin of her little butt was almost glaringly white.
"Okay, Freddie, here you go," the sheriff said, licking his thick lips.
"M-me, sir?"
"You, sir. Since I have to tell you everything to do, Deputy Gatewood, what happens next is you come over here, undo your pants, whip out your great big prick, and fuck our red-headed little prisoner up her pale little ass!"
"But sir!"
The Sheriff's face darkened dangerously. "That's an order!" he snapped. "Pull down your pants."
Flushing, Freddie obeyed. He unfastened his belt and his fly, then pulled down his tan uniform pants and stepped out of them. The cuffs caught on his shoes.
"The shorts, too. Come on, hurry it up. I want to get my old cock stuck into this blonde bitch's mouth pronto, and you're holding up the whole show!"
Beth was looking under her arm at the partially dressed deputy. He shot the nude, handcuffed girl an apologetic look, then skinned his shorts off. In spite of herself, Beth whistled.
Nine inches of dark cock swung between his hairy thighs.
"See? She's just waiting for you to slip that great big old thing to her." The sheriff unzipped his own trousers, turning to Terri. "Now, my cock ain't that long, but it kinda makes up for it in a different way."
He turned to Tern, who backed away from him.
"No-I don't want to do that! I don't want your-your nasty old cock in my mouth. I don't-owww!" Terri cried out as her bare ass touched the sun-heated metal of the car.
She squirmed uncomfortably as the Sheriff stood in front of her, pinning her against the hot fender with his bulk. "Unnnhh-ahhh!" Terri moaned. "It hurts. My ass is burning!"
"Here, this feels good, don't it?" Roughly, he began to run his hands over her tits. The smooth, satiny feel of her flesh inflamed him. The spongy resiliency of Terri's bare titflesh felt marvelous beneath his sweaty palms. And her small cries and struggles made him almost crazy with the need to fuck this hot blonde chick!
In spite of herself, Terri felt her nipples getting hard. "See, you're getting all ready for me. I can smell that little pussy of yours just drippin' away!" He reached down to his unzipped trousers. His hand dipped inside, then came out again holding his rigid prick.
He hadn't lied to his young victim. His cock was nowhere near as long as Freddie's spectacular spear of prick. But it did make up for it! It was just five inches long, but it was two inches thick!
"Hot!" Terri moaned. "H-hot!"
The rampant cock was jabbing into her lower belly. "The car or my dick?" the Sheriff chuckled.
He stepped back. Terri lurched away from the searing metal, stumbled, went to her knees. The first thing she knew her head was being dragged back painfully by the hair. Sheriff Wilson was steering his inflated prick toward her full, naturally red lips. She could feel its heat washing over her face.
"Here we go," he grunted, and stuck his cock into her mouth.
Deputy Sheriff Freddie Gatewood was fucking his tremendous prick along the red-bearded furrow of Beth's cunt. "Hope I'm not inconveniencing you too much," he murmured apologetically.
The tip of the stiff prick stabbed into the hidden node of Beth's clit, at the upper end of her slit. Instantly, honey poured out of her pussy and washed over the whole length of Freddie's cock.
"Mmmmmm-ahhh!" Beth purred. "Not at all, big boy-and I do mean big boy!" She tried her bonds. For a moment she thought her wrists could slip out of the handcuffs, but she was mistaken. She was firmly attached to the door of the car.
"That's nice," she said as Freddie continued to slide his prick over her brimming, pink cuntlips. "I really mean that."
"It is nice," he agreed. The warmth of her cunt sauce seemed to envelope his mammoth prick. He felt an irresistible tingle of desire in the depths of his balls.
Beth looked hopefully back over her shoulder at the deputy. "Why don't we just do it this way?" she asked. "I mean, why don't you just go ahead and shove your cock up my cunt? My pussy is real hungry-all I did with Bubba was suck cock. I haven't had a prick up my snatch in days! I know all kinds of tricks, too!"
"I'm sorry," Freddie said sincerely. He pulled away from her. His cock pressed up against her parted pussy lips, then suddenly sprang up as it came free.
Beth bit her lip. "But I've never been fucked up the butt before," she confessed, "and your cock is so damned big! I'm scared-you'll tear me apart if you try sticking that thing into my poor ass!"
Freddie bent his head to inspect his cock. It was liberally smeared with thick, shiny, smelly cunt juice. He put his hand hesitantly on one incredibly pale half-moon of assflesh. "I'm sorry, ma'am," he said, "I'm truly sorry, but this is the way the Sheriff told me to do it, and this is the way I've got to do it. I'd like to fuck your humid pussy-it's real pretty. I've never seen a red-haired cunt before." He shook his head. "But I can't. Sheriff Wilson'd get mad, and the Sheriff isn't anybody you want to get mad at you!"
Holding his cock by the fingertips, he guided the pointy tip to the small opening in Beth's upturned butt. She shivered when it touched her puckered asshole. "Don't-please?" she asked, teetering on the ragged edge of tears.
Freddie prodded her butthole with his thumb. He teased its tip inside, despite her sudden stiffening. Then he pried it open. The head of his prick seemed to fit naturally into the tiny ring of assflesh.
He pressed forward with his hips. Beth gasped as pain shot up her back. "Owwwww-God! It feels like I've got the George Washington Monument stuck up my ass!"
"No," Freddie said. "Just the head of my prick."
"That's all?" the girl asked incredulously. "But, Jesus, it hurts like hell!"
Freddie bit his lip. "It feels real good to me, to tell you the truth. It's so tight around my cock. Almost seems to be crushing it but, boy, it sure is nice!"
He placed both hands on her rounded buttocks. His fingers made dimples in her soft, pliable flesh as they dug in for traction. Then, with his stomach muscles sucked tight with exertion, he drove his prick into Beth's asshole.
"Aaah, God! He's fucking my asshole!" Beth screamed.
On her knees not far away, Terri glanced to the side. Her cheeks were puffed out from the incredible thickness of the cock stuffed between them. She couldn't believe the length of that prick of Freddie's! Bent at the waist as she was, Beth's asshole was elevated and open for the spearing shaft._ of cock. Her friend watched it disappear slowly between her round, pert asscheeks.
Having her own face crammed full of Sheriff Wilson's fireplug-like cock wasn't as bad as Terri would have believed. It tasted of sweat and rank masculinity. Just to get the head of it past her teeth required her to open her mouth so far that her jaws ached. But at least she wasn't experiencing the gut-wrenching, tearing pain Beth was, having that unbelievable cock poled up her ass.
How well Terri knew how that felt!
Her tongue swirled around the fat prick. She could feel the Sheriff's pulse pounding in the veins. His hands played aimlessly with her hair, and when she glanced up she could see him beaming down at her with pleasure.
"You're doing real fine, honey," he said. "Just keep working your tongue all over my cock. Lick it up the bottom some, where it kind of swells out. That's right! And there-yeah, right there, just behind the head of my ole prick! That's fine, that's real fine!"
Beth's bottom was becoming increasingly filled with hot, throbbing cock. It felt like that ghastly thing Tern had described, that her crazy father had strapped to his prick and wanted to fuck up her virgin cunt. But this was worse! Her asshole was as virgin as Terri's juicy cunt had been and no girl's asshole had ever been designed to have a log of prick like this one forced up it!
She screamed. She felt Freddie's hips bump against the round globes of her rump. Had she taken all of that prick up her butt? It felt as if the burning head was halfway to her throat.
"Get it out," she moaned. "Get that giant cock out of my butt!"
"All right!" gasped Freddie. His eyes were shut and his head was thrown back. Her cushiony asscheeks were cool against his fevered crotch. His cock was being ground to nothing as Beth ground her impaled ass around his hugeness like a worm on a hook. He was in her butt to the root of his mighty cock! "I'll take it out!"
He did. His cock was so firmly clamped by the girl's ass that he had to brace himself against her butt. Muscles stood out on his neck as he dragged his prick from her pain-filled asshole.
"Aaaaah! Help! He's tearing me apart! He's turning me inside out! Help me!" Beth's frantic pleas and futile squirmings only served to make the young deputy's head swim with unholy passion.
He had to fuck the hell out of her butt!
"Mmmmmm!" murmured the sheriff. Terri could tell that her friend's wails of pain were turning him on. She could feel his heartbeat race faster and faster. His belly joggled as his hips began to move of their own accord. Terri's jaws, already stretched to the utmost, creaked with the strain as he began to fuck more of his impossibly broad cock into the kneeling blonde adolescent's mouth.
God, she thought, he's going to ram it down my throat! He's going to make me gag on it, just like the pimp did to Beth!
The sun was starting to sting her bare shoulders. She was glad her boobs were shaded by the overweight sheriff. They would be hideously painful if they burned. It was odd how her mind turned to such thoughts as it recoiled from the idea of having to take the sheriff's gross fat cock down her throat!
Suddenly, the awful invasion of her face by the pulsating cock ceased. Tern frowned in bewilderment. It was just shy of making her gag. The sheriff was grunting like a rutting boar, and rolling his hips as the passion grew in his balls. His cock was in as far as it would go.
Sweat pouring down into his eyes, Freddie managed to pull his cock no more than halfway from Beth's white, churning ass. Then it was as if a hand clenched around his nuts and the base of his awesome prick. He gasped and thrust the cock home again, oblivious to Beth's sharp shriek.
Then the girl cried out again as his hairy ball sac slapped into the red tangle of her cunt bush. "Ahhhhhh! He's coming in me! I feel it-hot and syrupy! It stings! Ohhh my God!"
Freddie fell forward over her pale body. His arms circled her body and his hands grasped her small, firm tits as he dog-fucked his titanic, fountaining prick in and out of Beth's ass. Her butt began to move with a life of its own. It fucked along his long, hard, powerfully bucking prick, greedily absorbing his sperm. The cock was rasping her nerves raw, but the searing acid feel of his jism was making her come!
"I'm coming too! Keep fucking my ass! Shit, it hurts, but don't stop! Keep filling my butt with cum!"
Uncontrollably, Freddie obeyed. His sweat dripped in a salty torrent onto the back of the redhead's neck. Neither noticed as the frenzy of orgasm seized them both.
The Sheriff was vigorously fucking Tern's upraised face. Not with the hammering in-out rhythm with which his deputy's cock was reaming Beth's satiny butt. He was literally screwing Terri in the mouth, circling his muscular cock around and around. Tears swam in Terri's eyes. Her jaws hurt horribly.
But she could feel from the tension and heat of the swirling prick that the sheriff was about to shoot his load at any second!
Her arms were numb from being tied at her back. How could she get him off quicker? She pulled her head away, tearing from his hands with a sudden surge of effort. The Sheriff growled and started to clutch at her. Then, frantically, she drove her face down hard onto the thick hunk of prick. "Oh, my God!" the sheriff gasped.
"Yeeaaggh!" Beth screamed abruptly. "My wrists are being rubbed raw by the cuffs-my ass is on fire from your cock-and I'm still coming!" The freely flowing jizz was leaking out of her tight asshole now, running coolly down her thighs and dripping onto the gravel. But Freddie was still coming, too, in the wildest orgasm of his brief life.
The girl's wail did the trick. "Shit," the sheriff said, and came.
When she had watched her father force Elena the cleaning girl to suck his cock, Tern had wondered what jizz tasted like. Now she found out. Acrid, salty-sweet, with what seemed to be a taste of chlorine like in a swimming pool, the tang of Wilson's jism filled her whole being as it shot into her mouth.
The man grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face down all the way onto his short, thick cock again. Then he held her there, immobile, as he hosed his jizz clear to her tonsils.
It filled her throat faster than her stomach could take it in. With the fat prick plugging her mouth, she was not able to spit any out. She swallowed again and again, till it seemed her belly would fill with jism.
At last the cock stopped its spraying. It gave two more pulses, then seemed to die in Terri's mouth.
Instantly it began to deflate.
Tern's cheek muscles seemed to sigh with relief as the outsized prick withdrew. Then the cock popped out. When it went from between Teri's lips it uncorked a gush of warm jizz, cascading over Tern's bare, heaving tits.
Freddie was worming his limp, spent prick out of her friend's butt now. He was being as careful as he could not to hurt her, ashamed perhaps of the ruthless, driving way he'd been fucking her delicate asshole moments before. In spite of his care, the girl was whimpering as pain returned, drowning the sweet sensations of climax.
Sheriff Wilson shook his prick with a burly hand. Come spattered Tern's face. Then he stuffed the dormant cock back into his pants and zipped them up. "Get these two young cunts in the car," he instructed his deputy, who was sheepishly climbing back into his own trousers beside the sobbing form of the anally-violated redhead.
Ignoring both Beth's sobs and the sounds of Terri throwing up his come in a spasm of revulsion, the sheriff walked around the side of the shelter.
"You boys can clear out now," he called to Vert and Bubba, lounging by the van smoking cigarettes. "You've made yourselves a deal!"