of tightness down into the depths of this bitch's velutinous hotness. His balls, as if in slow motion, had opened and projected the first of many insanely carnal blasts of ecstasy toward his cock hole. He was, coming. His eyes were glazed, his body suspended in salacious delight as he rammed her head against his pelvic to get more of his tool down her throat. He was yelling, Alex was yelling, and suddenly, the girl was quivering and jerking like a fish speared in the mouth and ass, then suspended to flop. Marcus screamed as his cock bucked and puked jism bullets down the bitch's throat.
Dee Dee felt Marcus' cock stiffen and swell in her throat simultaneously with Alex's devil spear in her ass. Both quickened their cadence and increased the thrusts. She didn't care, except she knew they were close to orgasm while she was worlds away. She wasn't in pain, far from it. She loved the taste and feel of a cock as it slipped effortlessly up and down her throat. She loved the smell and enjoyed the tickle of his pubic hairs when he bottomed out. The same with Alex. Each time he drove into her excited ass, his balls would slap against her drooling clitoris and send luscious electrical slivers of delicious ecstasy cascading throughout her. Still, she wanted to peak, wanted release from her personal hell beast that was thrashing so in her stomach.
She heard Marcus and Alex yell and felt the dual boiling love sperm spouts of burning bullets in her throat and ass. Oh God! Oh God! If only then Alex turned on the thing in her cunt and she went completely insane.
Never, ever, had anything consumed her so totally. She was driven outside herself in excruciating, rapturous carnal lust. Her throat contracted around Marcus' splendid spouting spigot, her stomach and groin muscles clung and sucked on Alex's devil spear, her clitoris and vulva vibrated and gushed streams of ecstatic juice, her breasts were blown apart from volcanic pleasure. While all the time her total body and mind zigzagged and sputtered, whirled and exploded in an avalanche of unbearable, erogenous desire and release, of not being able to stand such joy, but, please God, never let it stop!
It was too much! She really couldn't stand it. The last she remembered was trying to scream with Marcus' prick still down her throat.
CHAPTER NINE
Dee Dee's dreams were nightmares. Huge poles, larger than her body, were somehow being rammed up her ass and down her throat. She couldn't move, she couldn't breath, she couldn't cry out, and she was being electrocuted with a mind-boggling current of excruciating pain and unholy rapture. She knew they were dreams because she would awaken in a cold sweat, terror struck, then gradually calm as her familiar dresser, vanity, drapes, pillows, and bed flooded into her reason.
She didn't know how many times they repeated themselves or how long she had remained in bed. The dreams occurred in the dark and light indiscriminately, but with each awakening there was less soreness to her ass and throat.
Now it was day and bright sunlight bathed her room. She stretched and felt alive again, then shuddered in remembrance of Thursday when the Brazo brothers had dropped her off. She had fallen in bed, never so physically and mentally exhausted in her life. Her asshole and throat were deadly sore from the abuse rendered by the dwarf and giant. But what had turned her into a near-vegetable, what had sapped her vigor and damn near killed her had been that fiendish Sister Maude's bridal cock.
She chilled and pulled the comforting blankets up to her chin. Never again! She vowed, never ever, would she submit to such mind-boggling torture.
'You're awake!' Aunt Clara's face smiled away the frowns of concern. 'You slept so long, I was becoming worried!' She came to the bed, sat and held her hand to Dee Dee's forehead. 'No fever. How do you feel, Honey?'
'Pretty good.' Dee Dee smiled and was surprised that she was telling the truth. She did feel rested, peppy, and anxious to go, to do. 'How long did I sleep?'
'Well,' Auntie smiled, 'today is Saturday.'
'It isn't!' Dee Dee was shocked. 'I slept a whole day and a half?'
Aunt Clara nodded. 'And now you're hungry, I'll bet!'
'Right.' Dee Dee couldn't believe she had been that tired, but she was hungry. 'For some pancakes and juice. Tomato juice. Do I have time to shower?'
Auntie's gentle hand brushed back the covers and tenderly cupped one of Dee Dee's warm breasts while at the same time dipping her head and brushing her moist hot lips dovelike over Dee Dee's. 'If you have a moment for Auntie, Love, she will clean you.'
Her kiss brought a warm surge of promised pleasure that almost stopped her hunger pangs. Oh my! It was so nice, so different from the brutality of the brothers. She lifted her tingling alive breast for more of the caressing goodness that was radiating urges to her wetting vagina. Oh yes! She allowed Auntie's glowing tongue to enter her mouth. Yes! Yes! A untie could clean her.
Dee Dee threw off the blankets and gave her body to Auntie. Almost immediately, Auntie shifted positions. Her feverish tongue left her mouth and seared thrill bolts of sensuous pleasure under her chin to the hollow of her throat, then danced on the slope of her voluptuous breast. Simultaneously her delicate hand scurried tantalizingly to her quivering stomach muscles, to glowing mons veneris, then lightly, licentiously, teasingly passed her drooling quim to her inner satin thigh.
'Oohh,' crept out of Dee Dee's lips. 'Do it! Auntie! Do it!' She panted and thrust-fucked the air for entry and relief.
'Yes, yes.' Auntie sat up suddenly and clawed frantically at her dress for removal. But before she could get it off the spell was broken by a pounding on the downstairs screen door and a loud voice demanded.
'Hey, anybody home? Police Department.'
'Police?' Auntie froze in her actions and stared wildly at Dee Dee. 'What do they want?'
Dee Dee's blood chilled as her mind raced. What? Why? Was it about the accident? But how could they have found out? She hadn't reported it! 'Hey,' the rough voice came again, 'Police… come to the door.'
'I'm coming… just a moment,' Auntie called, raised from the bed and straightened herself. 'You stay, Honey. I'll find out what they want and be back. Don't move now.'
But Dee Dee had lost the desire. She followed to the stairwell and strained to hear.
'Yes, I'm her aunt. I'm her guardian. What seems to be the trouble!' The words floated up to Dee Dee. 'Truancy,' the rough male voice said. 'Did you know your niece hasn't been to school since Tuesday?'
'Certainly,' Auntie said, 'she's been ill. I should have called. I'm sorry.'
'Oh,' the rough voice seemed disappointed that he didn't have another victim. 'Well, you should have called. It would have saved me a trip.'
'I'm sorry,' Auntie repeated. 'I should have called. Is that all?'
'Well, it's not something to be taken lightly, you know. There is a law that requires minors to go to school, and we…'
Dee Dee didn't have to hear anymore. It wasn't about the accident, and Auntie would cover for her school absence. She went back to her room for a cool shower, then to eat. She was starved.
Bo called while she was in the middle of break fast and wanted to see her about the car.
'What is it? Tell me!' she urged.
'No, not over the phone.' He sounded anxious. 'Just get over here as soon as you can.' And he hung up. It took her appetite away. Auntie was suspicious.
'Why couldn't he tell you on the phone? What's the big secret? He just wants to get you in bed again.'
'Why you're jealous.' It amused Dee Dee.
'Certainly I'm jealous.' Auntie was angry. 'Damn men are an alike! They don't know how to love a woman. They're not a woman. Don't go, Honey. Call him back and make him tell you what it is. Don't let him use you!'
Dee Dee was tickled. An her life she had been afraid of Auntie because of what Auntie could do to her if she didn't obey. She could send her to bed without supper. Restrict her to her room, not buy her a new dress for the dance, or worse, not let her go to the dances at all. Then she had let Auntie eat her pussy and everything was changed. Now she had the power. She was the boss!
'But I want to go!' She teased Auntie, 'You started a fire this morning that only Bo's huge wonderful cock can
