Chapter 9
They dragged Mr. Bernard out shortly after Jim had fucked Wendy. He was unconscious or so it seemed. Modestly, Wendy covered her tits, ashamed she had been thinking such lascivious thoughts in front of her teacher. But he lay there, his shirt torn, his pants ripped, his face bloodied. Only by the rise and fall of his chest could the girl be sure that he was still alive.
She was standing now, her hands on her upper arms, her legs trembling from the cold.
Would the guys ever let them get warm? Alice was kneeling, cum still oozing from her pussy slot and dribbling down her thighs. She was too ashamed to stare back at her friend. Dirk had told Wendy out loud how Alice had rutted there on the ground, kicking and screaming in the end with pleasure while he raped her. Wendy didn't believe him for a second. But still, the brunette was too mortified for words and couldn't stare back at her friend.
Mr. Bernard groaned. Dirk sauntered up to Wendy, stopping at her side, looking first at her, then at her prone teacher.
"Seems like we come full circle. We find you two fuckin' your brains out on the road, and now here you are, back again with Mr. Super Stud. Looks super, don't he!" Dirk said with a nasty laugh, nudging the teacher with the toe of his boot.
"He's better than you are," Wendy said, feeling something like rebellion rising in her.
Dirk pursed his lips, considering the remark before wheeling around and crashing his fist into her belly.
Wendy choked, falling to her knees, holding her injured belly while she gasped. Alice let out a little moan and turned away.
"Now, you don't fuckin' talk that way to anybody around here, understand? You do and you'll get more of the same, maybe even get dragged behind a bike. You hear?"
Wendy nodded as he nudged her with the sole of his boot. She fell onto her side on the ground, still gagging and moaning. He had hit her hard, his knuckles bruising her abdomen and knocking the wind from her lungs. It was all she could do to keep from retching.
"Now, we'll see just how good he is. You want his cock hard? Suck him, right here, in front of us," Dirk demanded.
Wendy looked at him, then pushed her hair back as she saw Dirk pulling out that knife again. Was he going to use it on them? Again he barked out the command. Sighing, giving Alice one long look, Wendy fought the fear she felt and tried to hide the nervous shivering in her body. Reaching forward, she knelt between Mr. Bernard's still legs and reached up, unzipping his fly. There it was, his prick, now limp, almost lifeless. Her fingers caressed the wrinkled sac of his hairy balls, and she opened her mouth wide and guided half of his cock into it.
The salty, faintly meaty taste of his prick made her swallow hard. She thought she could hear Mr. Bernard moan. Did he move? Was she bringing him back to life? She felt his cock stiffen slightly in her mouth as she rolled her tongue around the sensitive underside. She was sucking this man's cock, actually putting the thing in her mouth and bobbing her head around while the others watched. She was truly the whore Dirk and Jim had called her.
Rolling the head of Mr. Bernard's prick around with her tongue, Wendy was delighted at the way it grew in little jerky lurches. She widened her knees a little more, feeling her cunt warming. It was amazing! And if she hadn't heard the groans of Alice behind her, hadn't suspected that Dirk would cut the girl's throat at any second, she would have enjoyed the cocksucking even more.
But the girl still felt delight surging through her. The sensual response of the cock in her mouth flattered her. Mr. Bernard was making soft moans now, his legs stirring while the bikers drew closer.
Wendy drew in her cheeks, wriggling her tongue around the cockhead while breathing heavily through her nostrils. Mr. Bernard's knees rose, brushing against her swinging tits. Wendy responded by rolling her tongue faster around the prickhead, opening her eyes and admiring the masculine form of the teacher's muscular body. Suddenly, Wendy forgot all about how he'd been beaten and kicked half-dead. He was her new lover now, a new man to conquer as she bobbed her head up and down.
Wendy sighed softly, her free hand going to the man's hip as she gently pulled him toward her face. Mr. Bernard seemed to wake up now, moaning ecstatically, his ass rising and falling in an easy rolling motion. The girl felt her jaw hurting as Mr. Bernard's prick thickened. It was becoming more and more difficult to swallow his entire cock down her throat. The young girl relaxed her throat muscles a little more, deep-throating his prick, feeling the flow of pre-cum increase from his piss slit.
He was awake now, brought back to life by her sucking mouth. Wendy felt a chill ripple down her spine as she heard Dirk say something about getting rid of the two of them.
Would sucking this cock be the last thing she would do in life? Then, Wendy thought, she would enjoy it fully.
The stroking motions of the prick in her mouth sent heat to her cunt, goose bumps rising on her skin. Fear combined with sexual arousal made Wendy throw herself into the cock-sucking even more fervently.
Wendy heard the guys whispering above her. She saw their dusty black boots move out of her field of vision, Dirk laughing cruelly. The heavy scraping of boots on the hard soil frightened Wendy. She hummed, hoping to make the teacher's prick respond faster.
Rough hands suddenly slapped her naked ass. She let out a loud gasp, silenced by a cracking slap across the face. Wendy cringed, letting the teacher's cock fall from her lips. The sudden assault on her naked ass took the pleasure away from her cock-sucking for the moment. Mr. Bernard's cock had swelled to nearly its full length, bobbing and jerking above his groin, glistening with her spit. Wendy swallowed, feeling the slick, salty flavor of his pre-cum ooze down her throat.
"No, baby, don't stop suckin'. I wanna see that big fucker cum down your throat."
She couldn't disobey Dirk. He'd kick her into submission. As he shoved her head back toward the teacher's crotch, Wendy took the end of the man's prick into her mouth once more. They were all staring at her, laughing at her as they had before. She was shaming herself again, and loving it at the same time. Her cunt tightened in a spasm of arousal.
"These bitches," Dirk said with obvious derision. "They can be made to do anything. Just look at this little slut. She probably sucked the whole high school football team, and then she puts on this prissy attitude when we tie her up.
The words were familiar enough. The tone frightened Wendy. She thought the guys were drunk enough to kill her and Alice. What witnesses could there be? Three bodies buried in a shallow desert grave. Their bones wouldn't be discovered for the next twenty years!
Wendy threw herself enthusiastically into her cock-sucking.
If the teacher had been less injured, Wendy knew he would have been shooting cum into her throat already. As she grew more involved in the act, Wendy found herself getting back to the original feeling of pleasure she'd experienced earlier. Nerves in her sucking mouth telegraphed sensations into her cunt.
She could imagine how nice that cock would feel fucking in and out of her pussy. Yes, to have Mr. Bernard making love to her gently, then savagely, tearing at her while fucking her cunt into a hot explosion of cum! How she would twist on his prick, impaled on his fucker, pierced by that thick, long thing while she jerked and twitched to her climax!
Wendy felt the red fog of approaching orgasm settling over her again, dimming her reaction to everything except that jerking, thick cock rodding her around. The rich juices started bubbling more heavily from her aroused cunt.
Wendy's spit soaked Mr. Bernard's hairy groin. She moved her hand up and down on his prick, loving the loose softness of the outer skin and the way it slipped over the hard core. She felt hands on her ass, stroking softly, increasing the heat in her cunt. Wendy liked the gentle contrast with the knives that had recently scarred her soft asscheeks. She rolled her ass, presenting the wet gash of her cunt to whoever was behind her. The coughing told her it was that savage Red, that animal. But he was a man, he had a prick, and he could satisfy her at this point. She hummed, sucking on the teacher's prick.
There were more shuffling sounds. She could feel the blunt, fat head of a large cock pressing against her cuntal mouth. Wendy bore down, feeling the warmth of that prick kindle a savage fire in her pussy. She oozed a river of cunt juice. It spilled over her clit and dribbled like gravy on her shivering thighs. Spreading her knees on the cold desert ground, Wendy went for the teacher's prick with more zeal than ever.
Red's cockhead nudged into her cunt. Wendy gasped. The sudden move had nearly made her bite down on Mr. Bernard's cock. She put her tongue over her lower lip to shield his cock from her teeth. And how excited Mr. Bernard was becoming! His pre-cum oozed into her mouth. It made the end of his cock taste almost like a rare steak, meaty and warm. Wendy purred deep in her throat and tried to swallow the whole cockshaft.
The prick behind her moved in and out, in and out in a distracting rhythm. Wendy wanted to match the strokes of Red's prick with her own movements, rolling her hips back toward him, sucking harder on the teacher's cock. Having two cocks stimulating both ends of her body was delicious. Red matched his cock-strokes with her bobbing head, watching her swivel her hips, feeling the delightful sensation of his prickhead being gummed by her oozing cunt.
"Ummmmm-hummmm!" Wendy purred, matching the cunt-fucking with her cock-sucking.
For an instant, the teenager imagined feeling another prick, this one in her ass. The idea of three-cocks sliding in counterpoint, fucking all her wet, hot holes, drove the young girl wild. She jerked, speeding the lewd rhythm slightly.
Red liked it. Wendy rolled back against him. The heavy, hanging weight of her tits was like a mass of warm dough, soaking up and magnifying every movement of her body. Wendy looked up at Mr. Bernard's face. His eyes were half-opened, his fists clenching on the ground. She knew that the rigid stiffness of his cock and the tensed muscles in his abdomen signaled that he was about to climax. Wendy sucked more slowly.
The hot, lewd energy in her body had to have an outlet. Wendy found herself working her cuntal muscles faster and faster. Her hips moved like the beater in a washing machine, churning out a frothing rhythm. The cock in her pussy moved faster, swelling up like the teacher's cock swelled in her mouth. Wendy knew they were both going to shoot. She felt the teacher's prick pulse. She growled, looking up with growing fascination as Mr. Bernard held back for the moment. "Ohhhhhffffff!"
Red's prick was fucked all the way into her cunt now, stirring around, pistoning back and forth, inflaming her pussy. Alice sobbed out something from behind. But Wendy could only hear a voice in her own mind whispering excitedly for more cock, more lewdness. The sensual tension wasn't just in her crotch or her belly now, but all through her body.
She took a firmer grip on the teacher's cock and plunged her face down until his cockknob gagged her. Wendy forced herself to swallow the end of his prick. The thrusting cockmeat in her cunt was driving her insane, making her suck faster as her cunt squeezed around Red's fucker. The rushing, roaring sound of her pulse drowned out the trio's breathing. In shock from fhe sheer horny delight of the two cocks, she looked at the teacher, her eyes wild.
Red grunted behind her. The force of his fuck-thrust nearly knocked the girl to the ground. She deep-throated the teacher's prick. At any second, both cocks would explode. Her tits bounced violently as she hunched and sucked.
Wendy didn't even notice how Dirk moved around to Mr. Bernard, starting to kick him violently as the man shot his choking cum-load down her throat. She could hear the teacher screaming, Alice pleading while Red fired his jizz into her pussy. But nothing mattered. Her body twitched too, driven by shock and lust into a mass of jumping nerves and spasming muscles. The sticky warmth of the two males' cum drowned her.
Everything faded into a scarlet fog, shot through with the colored blasts of her ongoing orgasm. Why the fuck should she care about Mr. Bernard?