throbbing head. With deliberate slowness, he rubbed his saliva all over it.
'Damn… you've got the prettiest set of tits… I've ever seen!' he chortled, his ferret eyes looking out at her with salacious desire.
She had made no move to follow his instructions. 'Get them pushed up… like I told you…!'
'N-No!' she told him. 'That's horrible…'
'You got no choice… Baby-Doll! Bill… do it for her… and make damn sure you hold them tight!'
Bill Wunder knelt at her head, and reaching out to the soft, swelling mounds of her tingling breasts, pushed them up, cupping them from the sides, until the valley between them was closed; then Buck Sloan flexed his hips forward to drive his heavy cock between them. She felt it bulk against the cringing softness of her satiny smooth flesh, as it forced its way into the confined space. Oh, God… I n-never thought of this…!
Leaning forward, now, Buck began to plunge in and out of the narrow valley between her breasts. She felt the moistly warm shaft, throbbing against the sensitive flesh… while below Mickey's tongue was driving her wild with desire, as it stabbed in and out of her now searingly ecstatic cuntal passage… and when his tongue worked down, momentarily, to play, moistly, warmly, on the puckered flesh of her anus, she moaned with the abject humiliation of it… at the same time as her hips undulated up to that tormenting tongue for more of the same.
Martin had watched as Buck crawled up astraddle of the blonde to begin fucking her between the tits. He decided to wait; there was nothing he could do right then, but there was the black-haired bitch. She was still curled up, sobbing from the hurts Mickey had inflicted. Terry, in the other end of the trailer was naked, now, and she was crawling up into the bunk where Stan and Harry lay tied hand and foot. So that left Vivian. With strong hands he pulled her up.
'Get up on your knees!' he ordered.
Vivian obeyed him, silently, getting up on all fours, her full found naked buttocks waving, whitely, in the air. Peeper Martin moved in behind her. He was interested only in straight fucking, right then. His cock lanced out, rigid and ready, and without further preparation, he grasped his rock-hard cock, directed it to the pulsing opening of her cunt and rammed it into her, hard. It was a dry entrance, but he didn't care, as with animal force he plundered her, his cock going into the soft cuntal flesh like an unpeeled log.
'OOoohh!' Vivian groaned. 'Wait… until… I'm r-ready!'
Martin, knowing that he was defying his leader, Mickey Blackum, merely withdrew until only the lust-inflated head of his demanding prick remained in the abraded vestibule of her vagina, then gripping her hips above the swelling curve, he gored into her, again and again, fucking her, animalistically. After a few moments of this, Vivian began to feel the sensations of sexual need, and her hips began to waggle back at him, countering his feral, plunging cock.
Lois, lying there, with Buck Sloan astraddle her chest, mindlessly, shoving his cock in and out, between her breasts, while Bill held them up, pushing them together, to form the channel of warm, satiny flesh into which he thrust, using the space between as a surrogate cunt, was helpless to stop it. Her mind was in a daze. She was responding, against her will, to the tongue Mickey Blackum shot into her, in tempo to the flexing hips of Buck Sloan. Oh… I–I can't stand it! His t-tongue's… so good… and I can't help it! She remembered how she had listened and watched as this same man had sucked… and fucked that girl, called Terry, that night, on the sleeping bag. God! How hot she had been! How much she had wanted it then! Now… it's about to happen… for real…! Oh, God! I've got to have it! I've got to have his cock… i-in me… fucking me! Now!
Without thought, unconsciously, her hands drifted up to cup themselves under Bill Wunder's hands. Realizing, instantly, what she wanted, he slipped his hands away, and her hands replaced his. She was cupping her tingling breasts up around the fat, pulsing cock that slid wetly between them. She looked up at Buck Sloan's face. His eyes were closed. He breathed, raspily, through his mouth, which was hanging open, almost witlessly, as he pumped back and forth, driving his cock into the soft whiteness of the tight channel between Lois' full-mounded breasts. Suddenly, she realized that he was almost ready to cum… and now, below, her hips ground up to Mickey's mouth, countering his rhythmic tonguing of her desire-filled cunt… wanting it to be filled with rampaging cock.
With a quick, forceful, final thrust, Buck Sloan came. His cock jerked, spewing his cum into the hollow of her breasts, as he held himself rigidly immobile, his face reflecting the animal satisfaction he felt as his lewd sperm was emptied from him. 'Christ!' he gasped. 'That's… almost as good as a tight cunt!'
Lois felt the flooding, sticky warmth of his cum, as it jetted from him… and unbelievably, she felt a certain tingle of increased sexual stimulation in the knowledge that she had given him a measure of satisfaction as he had fucked her in that unlikely place. But he's really… a-a rapist! They're forcing me… a-all of them!
Bill Wunder growled, 'Okay, Buck crawl the hell off… Mickey and me… are going to do the job right, now!'
Reluctantly, Buck Sloan withdrew his still jerking prick from the channel of mammary flesh, and leaning to the side, he threw his leg off, over her, rolling to his side to collapse into a satiated heap. Lois still held her breasts aloft and together, not knowing what to do for the spreading, liquid puddle of sperm. Surprisingly, it was Bill Wunder, who spotted the box of tissues. He took a handful of them and handed them to Buck. 'Clean her up!' he told him, his voice brittle.
Buck glared at him… but he did it, swabbing up his white, viscous semen from between her breasts. Slowly, she released them, allowing him to wipe her chest clean.
At that point, Mickey raised his head from her sensation-filled cunt, grating, 'You're hot… bitch! Hot enough to be fucked… now!'
His eyes swung around the interior of the trailer. Terry was getting her kicks with the two squares, tied up on the bed. The Wunder Boy was kneeling just above Lois' head, his big cock held in his hand, caressingly, waiting none too patiently for Bill Sloan to finish wiping up his cum on her chest… and behind him, at the foot of the big double bunk, Peeper Martin was slamming his big cock into Vivian, from behind. She was fucking back at him, furiously…
Mickey's anger was instantaneous and terrible. 'You God damned son-of-a-bitch, Peeper… I told you to leave her for last… for me to fuck!' he roared.
'So… what are you going to do about it… now?' Martin shot back, insolently.
'Nothing… right now but when we're finished here… God help me I'll kill you!' Mickey stormed.
… Then, turning back to Lois, he wedged himself down between her legs and guided his long thick cock directly into her cuntal passage. All of his fury drove him… and he plunged his big prick into her with cruel force, ramming it home in the tender flesh of her pussy with one deeply penetrating thrust.
She screamed loud, once, before Bill Wunder clapped a hand over her mouth. 'Shut up… bitch!' he hissed into her ear, while below, Mickey, infuriated, lustfully incited, slammed into her, without mercy, his big cock racing in and out of her cuntal passage with the power of a pile-driver.
Working himself around, reversing his position, while at the same time, keeping Lois gagged, Bill flung a leg over to straddle her chest; then, he looked down at her, his lust-filled eyes gleaming points of light blue steel, as he told her, 'Now… baby, you get to eat my cock! Turn your lips over your teeth… and make damned sure you don't try any funny stuff! You hurt me at all… and I'll knock your head off… understand?'
He took his hand away and guided his long thin cock to her lips. 'Take it in your mouth!' he commanded.
'Oooohh, God! N-No!' she shuddered, attempting to turn her head aside.
One strong hand, the fingers entangled in her golden blonde hair, turned her head back straight; the other clamped hard on the muscles at the hinge of her jaw, forcing her mouth open… and before she could voice further objection. The Wunder Boy's cock was in her mouth. 'Remember… what I told you!' he croaked, leering lewdly into her face.
Helpless in his grasp, she obeyed him abjectly, shielding her teeth by turning her lips over them, then ovaling them around the shaft of his prick. God! What else can I–I do?
It was, surprisingly, silky soft, almost rubbery in her mouth, and there was a tangy flavor that seemed not at all unpleasant… but she was revulsed with the unnaturalness of it.
'Use your tongue… now!' Wunder grated.
Experimentally, Lois ran her tongue, swirlingly, around the throbbing corona and felt the erotic shock of it in him, as his cock's head pulsed, expandingly, inside her mouth.
Then, with short, slow strokes, be moved it in and out of her lips, shoving in a little more of his long, thin length with each deliberate movement. As more and more of his shaft was absorbed into her mouth and throat, she gagged… but there was no escaping it; he just kept moving, steadily, paying no attention to her distress.
