Chapter 7
Debbie Lyons lay on the wide bed in her room at the Rancho Bella Reno, her head and shoulders propped up with pillows, drinking slowly from a large glass of red wine. She was dressed in a clinging silk half-slip, her hair was somewhat disheveled, and her makeup was much heavier than it had been before she had arrived at the debauched resort.
How long have I been here now? she wondered drunkenly. Four days? Five days? A week? God, I've lost track ... Oh, what does it matter anyway?
Since her shocking confrontation with Ava, Debbie had slowly resigned herself to her helpless position, too numb and confused to continue resisting. She had been visited many times by several of the local cowboys, including Sandy and Roy, who had forced her into acts of sexual perversion that had destroyed the last remaining traces of her childhood sexual fears and turned her into a wanton slave to their desires. Day by day, as a result of the brutal onslaught of copulation and wanton sensuality, the dark jungle instincts that had been buried for so long were brought to the surface of her consciousness, and it was rapidly turning her into a creature of unimaginable powers for passions. She no longer troubled over the morality of what she did, or even though much about her husband and her divorce. Instead she waited more and more eagerly for the lustfully virile cowboys to visit her, to force her to suck their lewdly twitching cocks, to let them hungrily fuck into every hitherto forbidden area of her body, until now she was like a mindlessly sensual creature with no thoughts except feeding the constantly mounting flames of sexual desire that took hold of her with such overwhelming force. Ava Lattimer had generously provided her with bottles of wine and Scotch, each of which was secretly laced with the strange white drug she had been given the first day, and now she drank herself into a euphoric stupor daily, hardly conscious of what day it was, or how she looked. Dimly she realized she was rapidly becoming just another whore in a brothel, and yet she liked the idea, found it darkly thrilling and wicked in a way that made her sensually awakened body tingle with pleasure and her cuntal depths grow warmly moist.
Twilight was falling over the desert now, and her room was filled with eerie shadows. She liked the semi-darkness; it gave her a quiet comfort. Her reverie was suddenly interrupted by a faint knocking at the door. She struggled up to a sitting position, took a deep swallow of the wine, and called out in a thick voice that was hoarse with drinking.
"Come on in, the door's unlocked."
Slowly the door opened, and Delores del Valle, the young Mexican chambermaid slipped quietly inside.
"Oh, hello, Delores," the young bride said in a slurred voice. "Want a drink of wine, honey?"
"No ... no Meesus Lyons ... I came to tell you that there ees a party at the bunkhouse and Mees Lattimer says you must come right away."
A party ... oh, I don't think I could take another one tonight ... Delores tell her I can't come please...." She was tired, exhausted, and the idea of another orgy after last night's made her shudder wearily.
"Oh no ... pleese, Meesus Lyons," the young girl pleaded, her eyes filled with fear, "Meesus Lattimer say you must come now."
Debbie stared at the young girl through her drink-dimmed eyes. She was such an innocent looking creature, with her shining black hair hanging down her back, her round Spanish face with dark eyes like two smoldering coals, and her tawny, amply curved body so brightly dressed as always in a white, low-cut peasant blouse and colorful skirt. Yet Debbie knew that Delores was as much an abject slave to the cowboys as she was, and she had often seen the girl brutally raped by one of the men, often right in front of the others. Once, she vividly recalled, Roy had stripped the Mexican girl naked on top of the dining room table when they were all eating, poured wine over the dark silkiness of her naked young body, and then fucked her mercilessly amidst the platters of food. She remembered how the girl had whimpered for mercy, and how she had felt such pity and tenderness for her.
"All right, Delores," she said finally. "Let me get dressed."
"No ... Meesus Lattimer said you come as you are now."
Debbie smiled with bitter sarcasm. So, she was to arrive at the party in her half-slip. She wondered what kind of new depravity she would be subjected to that night. Instinctively she reached for the bottle of wine and filled her glass for two last swallows.
The Mexican girl watched the ravaged young wife with deep, silent sympathy. This new arrival had been kind to her, she wasn't as hardened and mean as most of the other women who came to the Rancho. It made her sad to see that she was being drawn into the bizarre life just like the others. She knew the young bride had been blackmailed into all this by Ava Lattimer just as she done to all the others.
"Meesus Lyons...." she said nervously. "Maybe you run away? Run away from here?"
"Oh no ... no Delores I can't ... I wish I could, but I can't."
"Maybe your husband can come rescue you, no?"
Tears suddenly formed in Debbie's eyes as she recalled Tom, and the promise that their marriage had held, a promise that had never been fulfilled.
"No ... no, he doesn't know I'm here, Delores ... and I have no way of reaching him ... Miss Lattimer has seen to that. I'm trapped here until she wants to let me go. And besides, if he knew how low I've fallen, he wouldn't want me back ... I know he wouldn't...."
"But you are so pretty ... he understand, no? He take you back?"
"Oh I wish that were so ... but ... Oh, I don't want to even talk about it. I don't care anymore. We'd better get to that party ... we don't want to get Ava angry, do we?"
"No ... no ... you follow me. I take you."
The bunkhouse was located a few hundred yards behind the main building, a low, rambling wooden structure where the cowboys stayed when they visited the Rancho. It was quite dark by the time Debbie and Delores reached it, and raucous sounds of drunken male and female laughter could be heard as they approached.
"Sounds like they're having a good time," Debbie remarked sarcastically.
"Eeet is Saturday ... they come from all over on Saturday to have a good time," the Mexican girl replied, and visibly shuddered.
"Saturday ... it's funny, I'd lost complete track of the days...."
"Meesus Lyons," Delores said, stopping for a moment before entering, "no matter what happens tonight ... please don't worry ... everything will be all right. I will help you."
At her words, a cold ripple of apprehension flashed through the young wife's skimpily clad body.
"What . .' . what do you mean ... whatever happens? What do they have in mind? Delores? Tell me...."
But before the girl could answer, the wooden door of the bunkhouse flew open and they were met by Ava, looking as imperious as ever with her silver-streaked black hair piled high upon her head, and her body draped in a silver robe that was open all the way down the front, giving lurid glimpses of her ripely curved female form.
"Well, it's about time you two got here. The boys have been clamoring for a little entertainment all night. Get inside, and be quick about it."
Obediently, Delores and Debbie moved into the interior of the bunkhouse. They found themselves in a huge, square, wood-paneled room, with bunk beds along the walls and mattresses strewn everywhere along the floor. The harsh yellow light from the naked light bulbs suspended from the ceilings filled the room. A thick haze of smoke hung everywhere, and the place reeked of alcohol and sex. The room was crowded with men and women in various states of undress, and Debbie could see that several of the bunk beds were occupied with lusty cowboys and naked divorcees from the Rancho. Some were copulating rhythmically, others were in the midst of having their rigidly hardened cocks sucked, some were being masturbated. Several more cowboys, some completely naked, some wearing only their high boots and cowboy hats, were sprawled drunkenly on the floor on mattresses, drinking from bottles of wine and beer, crudely pawing the nakedly glistening bodies of the women they had chosen for the evening. It was an incredible scene of orgiastic debauchery, and the captive young bride's eyes could scarcely believe the perverted revelry she beheld.
As soon as they entered, Ava slammed the door closed, and the crowd became aware of their arrival. Drunken shouts and catcalls greeted them, insults and obscene abuses were flung at them pitilessly as they moved into the room to the full gaze of the lust-maddened crowd.
"Strip 'em," one cowboy shouted to the roared approval of the others. Immediately male hands reached out and roughly stripped the two girls of their garments, until they stood shamefaced and humiliated in the center of the room mutely absorbing the cries and lewd insinuations of the crowd.
Although Debbie had been subjected to much shameful degradation in the past few days, this was by far the worst treatment she had ever received. She was shamefully reduced to a naked harlot in front of an unruly group of tormentors. Her voluptuous young body shivered nervously, and her skin throbbed nakedly under the glare of the harsh lights. It was terrifying to have so many eyes, male and female, staring at her vulnerability, and she felt small and debased, wishing she could run away.
"Chica, chica, chica...." one of the men called to Delores, and Debbie could see that this term "chica" immediately angered the young Mexican girl. Apparently it was some kind of derogatory remark, perhaps of a racial nature, for the naked girl's black eyes flashed angrily at the man.
"None of that, you hot little whore," the man snarled, stepping forward into the light.
It was Roy, his swarthily muscular body stark naked except for his high black boots and a thick black belt he wore around his hips.
"Don't give me no dirty looks, you fucking little bitch," he growled at Delores, who shrank back in fear as the cruel cowboy approached her like a panther stalking his prey. Suddenly he lunged out and slapped her full on the face, causing her to fall in a naked heap on the dirty wooden floor.
Immediately Debbie moved towards her to help her, but Delores quickly sat up, a red patch glowing on her cheek from the force of the blow.
"No ... I am all right ... stay back, Meesus Lyons...."
"It's best not to interfere with the boys when they're having fun," Ava said, stepping into the center of the room. "So just relax, Debbie, there's more to come."
The young wife forced back an instinctive surge of anger, and decided that it was no use protesting; she had no friends here-no one except Delores. She bit her tongue, and glared at the tall, svelte woman, who returned her glare with a steady look of cold contempt. Then she turned her attention to the crowd.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, a special Saturday night treat ... something to give you a little excitement ... we have two lovely young women here ... a dark Spanish beauty from South of the Border ... and pretty Debbie from up North. I think it would be fun to see our Good Neighbor Policy at work with these two? Don't you?"
A roar of laughter and approval went up from the crowd, and Debbie wondered what Ava meant.
"Clear off that mattress, boys," Ava said, pointing to a wide mattress nearby, "so they have some room to play."
The cowboys, who included Sandy among them, quickly moved away from the mattress:
"Now, Debbie, why don't you lie down there and make yourself comfortable? And leave room for Delores to crawl up between your pretty young legs!"
Suddenly the young bride knew instinctively what was going to happen. She was going to be forced to make love to Delores in front of their lewdly leering eyes! She was going to be forced to have sex with another woman! This was something that she had never even thought about, or remotely considered as a possibility. She had thought she had experienced every possible shame in the past few days, but now she was going to be subjected to the most degrading humiliation she could conceive of.
"Please...." she whispered to Ava, "please don't make me do this."
"Get on the mattress, bitch," the tall woman hissed, "or I'll get Roy to slap you around a little ... with his belt!"
Debbie's heart began to pound in fear. There was nothing she could do but go through with it, nothing. Quickly she glanced at Delores, who still lay on the floor, and the Mexican girl flashed a look of such warmth and encouragement that the young wife found a surge of new strength filling her nakedly helpless body. With new found pride, she walked to the mattress, as the group shouted lewdly at her. She lay back, waiting for the inevitable.
"All right, Delores, get up and strut your stuff," Ava commanded, her face contorted with dark pleasure.
Slowly, the humiliated Mexican girl rose from the floor, while shouts of abuse filled her hears, and turned to face Debbie. She had known in advance what was going to happen, and it was not a new experience for her. Ever since she was a young girl she had been forced out onto the streets to earn her living with her body, and many times she had made love to women, so that she had even come to enjoy it, although she was treated like an animal most of the time, as if she was not human at all, merely a dark-skinned slave. Deep in her heart she harbored a deep hatred for the people who treated her so shamefully, and resented having to submit to their constant degradation. Yet the pretty young woman with the light brown hair had been so kind to her, had treated her as an equal human being, and for this she was deeply grateful. She wanted to make it as easy as possible for her to go through with Ava's "entertainment," to help her in any way she could, for it was, in a small way, a revenge on these unfeeling cowboys and the women of the Rancho who treated her cruelly, like a third-class citizen.
"Move it, Chica," Roy called again, and resisting a deep surge of hatred, the alluring Mexican girl moved towards the mattress, where Debbie lay helplessly naked, her cream-white skin nearly translucent under the light from the overhead bulbs. Delores's heart filled with love for the pretty American girl, and a tremor of desire passed through her softly throbbing dark-skinned body as she drew closer and closer. Finally, she knelt down next to Debbie on the mattress.
"Eeeet weel be all right," she whispered lovingly to the nervous young wife. "Do not worry, Delores make eet all right."
Debbie's defenseless young body was shaking with terror now, and the tips of her fingers had grown ice-cold in abject humiliation. Carefully, Delores reached out her arms to embrace the trembling girl, but she drew back, afraid.
"Go on!" Roy yelled harshly at Debbie, "GO DOWN ON HER BITCH!"
Fearfully the naked girl glanced into Delores's dark eyes, and they were so friendly and full of love that much of the young wife's anxiety slowly began to recede. Tentatively she lifted her arms, as did Delores, and slowly the two girls drew into an embrace, while the crowd went wild with lusty cries, their eyes leering drunkenly at the two nakedly voluptuous females, one white, the other dark-skinned, cuddling against each other.
"We must kiss," Delores whispered her wetly parted lips drawing closer and closer until the warm female mouths were touching. It was the first time Debbie had ever kissed a woman, and the pliant softness of Delores's lips against hers was strange and forbidding, yet oddly, exciting, too.
The Mexican girl pressed her full sensual mouth against Debbie's and kissed her passionately, thrilled by the silken warmth of the young wife's lips as her wet, pink tongue timidly explored the fleshy surface of the young bride's mouth, and she drew her tighter in an embrace. Somehow, being with the beautiful American woman like this closed her off from the sneering insults of the crowd, and she lost herself in the warm sensuality of female closeness. She tried to shove her tongue between Debbie's lips in love, but found the other mouth tightly shut in terror.
"You must relax now ... eet weel be good ... you see...." she whispered.
She let her fingers graze lightly over Debbie's tautly quivering, pear-shaped breasts, and flicked the little buds of the berrylike nipples lightly so that they hardened, quickly erect under her light touch.
"That's it, chica," the men called.
"You got real nice tits, Ma'am," Sandy called out to Debbie, as he fondled his rapidly hardening cock with growing excitement.
Wearied to death of resisting now, Debbie let Delores massage her softly tingling breasts, and found, to her delight, that it was wonderfully soothing to have a girl's cool, tapering fingers kneading at her sensitive mounds of flesh so tenderly and gently. Involuntarily, she emitted a long, luxuriant sigh as Delores's eager fingers skillfully caressed her flesh.
The others in the room were growing quickly passionate at the provocative sight of the two naked young women fondling each other so lewdly. Several of the cowboys began to roughly grope the willing bodies of their women, their eyes glued, to the obscene sight on the mattress, while others openly began to play with themselves, slowly jerking their eagerly swelling penises up and down as their passion steadily mounted. Roy sauntered over to Ava, his mammoth cock angrily erect, shooting straight out from the tangled mass of his pubic hair, and hungrily began to paw the tall female, who received his advanced with obvious pleasure, shedding her silvery robe swiftly so that her voluptuously formed body was fully available to the rough caresses of the heatedly aroused male.
Delores bent down and began to suck on Debbie's firmly erect nipples with her soft warm lips, losing herself serenely in the yielding flesh, letting her mouth rove freely over one ripe, globular mound, then the other. How warm and satiny they were, she thought, how lovely to taste and suck! "Mmmmmmnnnn...." she moaned as she finally buried her face in the faintly perfumed warmth of the fair-skinned woman's breasts. Her hands flew up lovingly to the long, silken strands of chestnut-colored hair, and she caressed Debbie's wild mane sensuously, reveling in the soft texture. "Oooohhh...." she sighed, lifting her head momentarily from the young wife's gently sloping breasts. "Touch me please...." she whispered, "touch my body...."
As if in a dream, Debbie obeyed the girl's urgent request, and timidly let her hands begin to play over the young girl's back and shoulders.
The warm flesh was soft and silky to touch, and Debbie could scarcely conceal a mounting sense of forbidden desire as her fingers grazed the girl's nakedly resilient skin, touching it softly and curiously, exploring for the first time the sweet warm secrets of another female body. Delores's flesh was delightfully smooth, and before Debbie knew what she was doing, her hands were playfully roving over the Mexican girl's ample young breasts.
Oh how good they feel, she thought to herself, nearly oblivious to the crude orgy that surrounded them, how wonderfully good.
In an unexpected burst of rising passion, she took Delores's face with her hands and brought it close to her own. Gazing intently at the dark burning coals of her eyes, it was almost as if she held a kid sister in her arms. She was such a fragrantly sweet young girl that in the next instant she kissed her fully on the lips, savoring the softness of them and letting her tongue rove wantonly over the smooth teeth.
"Christ," Roy said as he saw Debbie begin to make love to Delores in earnest, "it looks like that little bitch is really diggin' it."
"They all do in time, lover," Ava replied, her hands grasping the bloated hardness of the cowboy's powerfully lurching cock, "they all do!"
Every eye in the room was riveted to the two shamelessly caressing females. Dozens of cocks stiffened excitedly, and many hotly pulsating cunts of the eagerly watching women grew moist with sensual hunger as the perverted crowd watched the two desirable young girls fondling and kissing each other with rapidly growing passion. Gleamingly naked, their firm young breasts were crushed against each other, their lips wetly clasped in warm female love that brought forth a steadily mounting surge of rippling lust from the jaded crowd of cowboys and divorcees.
Sandy's eyes were glued to the two ripely curvaceous forms, and his hand gripped his hardened shaft tighter, his frenzied self-gratification intensifying as he jerked his thickly inflated penis harder and harder, his body hot with passion.
"Yeah, that's jest fine, girls," he called excitedly, "love each other up real good. You only live once!"
Lost in the lewd embrace, Debbie could scarcely believe what was happening to her. She was actually beginning to enjoy kissing and hugging the pretty Mexican girl. She knew, in the dim recesses of her mind, that it was beyond all moral decency, but she didn't care now because it felt so good! After the brutal attacks from the men, this tender, charming lovemaking with a soft little dark-skinned girl in her arms was slowly removing all previous fears from her mind, her darker passions rose once again to the surface, and delightful new thrills engulfed her bewildered senses. She kissed Delores's face hungrily, and her kisses were returned with eager relish.
Then Delores moved her mouth down away from Debbie's lips, and with steadily rising passion, began to lick every inch of the young wife's softly throbbing body with her expert, hot little tongue. She made a warm trail from the top of Debbie's swanlike neck and shoulders, down across her firmly rounded breasts, lingering momentarily to suck and tease them with her wetly heated lips and tongue. Then she moved further down across the smoothly curving plane of her stomach, while Debbie lay back pleasantly, surges of radiant pleasure washing through her nakedly aroused body from the Mexican girl's incredible oral activity. Soon Delores' darting little tongue found its way to the sparse, softly curling triangle of pubic hair that curved around the golden slit of Debbie's breathlessly waiting cunt.
"Ooooohhhh ... Delores...." the passive young wife moaned ecstatically as the girl's hot moistened lips first touched the delicate petal-like folds of her expectantly quivering pussy flesh. "Yesssss...."
The crowd gasped lustfully as Delores ran her tongue down the entire length of Debbie's visibly throbbing pussy lips, sending rushes of trembling pleasure gushing upwards throughout the young wife's body. Delores soon found the little pulsing bud of Debbie's clitoris and began to tease it lewdly with her lips, teeth, and tongue, finding just the right spot that she knew would drive her new friend wild with excitement. Her hands moved adventurously over Debbie's sleekly throbbing breasts and smooth shoulders as she voraciously sucked and licked at the delicate little bud of flesh until it began to quiver passionately, coming erect like an aroused little penis.
Anxious to return some measure of affection to the sensuous young girl, Debbie let her hand flutter down to stroke the long, black strands of hair that fanned out over her dark shoulders, as Delores continued to tongue-fuck her hotly up between her open thighs. Never in her strangest dreams had the young wife thought she could find such enjoyment in a sexual embrace with another female, especially under such nightmarish circumstances, yet there was no question that her shamelessly aroused body was responding with a lewd, wanton delight.
"AAANNNNGGGGHHH!" she groaned aloud, as her wetly pulsating clitoris began to shout out with overpowering waves of hot pleasure, "OH LICK ME GOOD, DELORES!"
The hungrily sucking young Mexican girl suddenly snaked her wetly questing tongue into the tightly puckered entrance to Debbie's passion-wracked pussy.
"OOOOOOOHHHH YYYYEEESSSSS!" the hotly aroused young wife cried out as she felt, for the first time, the maddening thrill of another woman's wetly exploring tongue swirling hotly around up inside her love-hungry cunt. Delores flicked the quickly darting tip into the flaring vaginal depths, and jolting flashes of luxurious pleasure surged through Debbie's joyously writhing body as the girl's serpentine tongue slid lewdly into the wetly clinging walls of her fevered pussy. She gave herself fully to the probing tongue of the girl, opening her legs wide, pulling her knees up, giving full access to her wildly throbbing vagina. She no longer cared in the least that all the other men and women in the room were watching luridly. The only thing that mattered to her was losing herself completely in the rising tide of delicious sensuality that billowed around her like a warm protective blanket.
Delores pressed even deeper into the fluted wet pussy flesh, and her skillfully darting little tongue rammed into the hotly quivering cavern, whirling and rotating, fucking in ... fucking out. Debbie ground her heatedly trembling vagina hungrily up into the girl's now moistly glistening young face, and fought back a shrill scream of ecstasy.
"MMMMMMnnnnnn," Delores mewled, her nakedly hunched young body bathed in luxurious waves of shamelessly rippling lust as she feasted on the young wife's sexually perfumed vaginal split.
Suddenly Ava, who was bending over forward now with Roy's bloated male thickness shoved deep inside her tightly clutching pussy from behind, called out new instructions to the girls.
"Swing around, Debbie! Turn upside down and suck Delores off, too!"
Debbie, lost in a blissful dream state, did not comprehend at first what Ava was implying, but Delores did immediately. She moved back from Debbie's wetly quivering pussy and quickly swung her naked young body around over the girl beneath, straddling her face and positioning her throbbing hot cunt directly over the wildly aroused young wife's mouth so that they could share their mutual excitement. Then she bent down, supported on her elbows, and continued to lick greedily at the warm succulent slit of her open pussy below.
At first Debbie was shocked by what was asked of her, for she soon realized that Ava intended that she lick Delores' vagina as well. Somehow, even despite the constant depravity of the last few days, her mind and body struggled in fierce resistance to this new order from the shameless brunette.
"GO ON!" Roy shouted, gripping Ava's milk-white hips cruelly, while he fucked into her with savage thrusts, "Squirm your hot little tongue up into Chica's pussy! NOW! LICK IT!"
His shouts were echoes by the violently aroused throng that filled the room. Both men and women hurled new insults, screaming for her to fasten her lips to the Mexican girl's expectantly waiting vagina so that their lewd voyeuristic spell would not be broken.
Closing her eyes, and fighting back a sudden resurgence of shame, Debbie opened her mouth and timidly pushed out her tongue as Delores lowered her moistly eager cunt onto her face. At first the young bride recoiled from the strange tasting, feminine wetness she felt as her tongue nervously proved at the wetly throbbing flesh of the girl's soft, curl-fringed lips. Soon, however, her former sense of compelling desire returned, recharged now by Delores' tormenting little tongue fucking so wantonly in and out of her own excitedly glistening cuntal depths below. Timidly she began to explore the warmly quivering furrow, rimming her tongue around the delicate strands of pubic hair that lined the soft, pinkly shining cleft. Finding the softly pulsing clitoris, she brushed her tongue lightly over it and was startled to feel the little bud responding eagerly, hardening instantly....
"OOOOOHHHHH!" Delores mewled, as Debbie timidly continued to lick her lustily throbbing clitoris. The Mexican girl increased her own activity, rapidly darting her tongue deeply in and out of the hotly convulsing folds of cuntal flesh beneath her face.
Aroused now beyond all control, Debbie broke through the last remaining shreds of her resistance and began hungrily ramming her wet little tongue rapidly into Delores' heated vaginal interior.
The obscene crowd watched lasciviously as the two sensual females wantonly undulated, their naked bodies smoothly gleaming, their wet hungry mouths crushed against each other's erotically glistening pussies as they moaned and writhed with lewd delight.
"Oh yeah," Sandy, the one who had fucked her on top in the desert, cried beside them, jerking wildly at. his heavily bloated cock, "suck, you pretty little fillies, suck each other off until you blow your nuts!"
The crowd was wild now, sucking and fucking in torrid abandon now that the two girls were deeply engrossed in their lesbian act. Everyone strained to keep their eyes on the writhing pair, as they wantonly and willingly performed as though they were alone in their own bedroom. Cries and groans filled the air with sounds of reckless, orgiastic excess, and the bunk beds groaned and creaked with the pressure of wildly copulating bodies.
Debbie was submerged now in a sea of swirling ecstasy, and she drove her tongue into Delores' moistly clasping cunt, hungrily exploring every inch of the succulently working interior walls.
Sandy groaned in ecstasy as above them he stroked feverishly at his rigid hot shaft of male hardness, and close by, Roy and Ava pressed their lust-driven bodies tightly together as the hulking cowboy drove his massively swollen rod of flesh upwards into the imperious brunette's eagerly milking womb. The wooden bunkhouse rocked with frantic excitement, spurred ever onward by the two furiously tongue-fucking females on the mattress.
Delores moaned in animal delight as her heatedly throbbing cuntal walls began to expand and contract with increased intensity and hot flashes of excruciating pleasure began to jolt through her. wantonly twisting young body. She knew her climax was not far off now, and she redoubled her efforts by plunging her lewdly darting tongue deep into Debbie's frantically clutching pussy flesh.
"OOOOMMMMMNNNNNGGGGGGHHHH!!" the desire-crazed young wife mewled as she frantically undulated her nakedly gleaming body up and down on the mattress, her vaginal interior ablaze with uncontrollable lust. She felt as if she was sinking into a torrent of hot, velvety softness, consumed by a tidal wave of sweet-aching wetness. She was cumming ... cumming....
Delores and Debbie were both transported on an incredible vortex of heaving orgasm. Wave after wave of heated delight consumed them as their madly licking tongues drove mercilessly into each other's wetly frothing pussies.
"Cum, you fucking little bitches," Sandy cried maniacally, as he suddenly reached his own apex of excitement, and shot forth thick spurts of scalding sperm all over their nakedly writhing young bodies from the hotly swollen head of his hand-jerked cock. "OH FUCKOH FUCKFUUUUUCCCKKK!"
Suddenly, as the two girls reached the convulsive height of their orgasms, one of the cowboys, a dark, muscular man with curly brown hair, yanked Delores away from Debbie's deliriously throbbing body.
"Get away, Chica," he snarled, holding his massively erect cock in the palm of his hand, "you got yours, now let me show this fuckin' bitch what a man can do!"
Through her blurred vision, her mind reeling from the explosive climax, Debbie could see the powerful cowboy in front of her, leering down crudely, and she shuddered when she saw the massive size of his visibly throbbing cock. In that moment she knew her ordeal was far from over, for she was about to be fucked by the man, and behind him could be seen others lining up, all eagerly stroking their shafts of hard male penile flesh to readiness.
Oh God help me, she whispered inwardly, God help me! They 're going to gang-fuck me!
In a sudden move, the cowboy was on top of her, and without warning, plunged his hot, massively pulsating cock deep into her passion-drenched pussy, immediately fucking into her with brutal, ramrod strokes, so that the ravaged young wife's body was jerked up off the mattress from the force of it. Yet once she was adjusted to her state, her body began to throb wildly with a renewed savage passion, and she was slowly transformed again into a creature of complete and total animal pleasure.
"OH YESSS!" she cried, nearly incoherent with mounting rapture as her wetly quaking pussy reached climax after climax, "YESSSS! FUCK MEEEE! ALL OF YOU, FUCK ME GOOD!"
And so the torrid orgy went on, as Roy finished fucking Ava, and quickly joined the lineup near the mattress. Ava, however, far from being left out in the cold; she was drawn into a bunk with three hotly-aroused cowboys where she was being fucked brutally in the rectum by one while the others used her eagerly receptive mouth and cunt in which to pour out the excitedly building semen.
Unseen by the revelers, however, Delores had quietly retrieved her clothes and had hidden herself in the shadows by the door, while she watched the depraved scene with eyes flashing deep contempt for her tormentors.
"I will have my revenge," she thought bitterly, "I will have my revenge on you all."
And moments later she slipped quietly out the door into the moonlit desert night.