'You'll get used to it!' he growled, finally. 'You can start doing some sucking on it… and before you're through it's going to be going right down your throat!'
God! How m-much more of it… c-can I take…?
Below, Mickey had been pounding into her so hard, that she could do nothing, but now her whole body was responding to the two men. She began to move up against him, wanting to take all of him deep into her lust-incited cunt. She couldn't help it. She wanted it… wanted to be fucked hard and deep. Then, she was conscious that her throat was relaxed and she was beginning to take Bill Wunder's cock as deeply into her mouth and throat as Mickey's outsize prick was storming into her needful cunt. Sexual rapture was overwhelming her, as she sucked and licked, wildly, at the huge presence in her mouth, at the same time as her hips rose to take all of the bearded gang leader's cock into her throbbing cuntal sheath.
On the bed, at the other end of the trailer, Terry, who had been licked to steaming readiness by Stan Brewster, while at the same time she had sucked Harry Williams' massive cock to pulsating white heat, shifted her position. Straddling Harry's helpless body, she reached back to guide his long thick shaft to the tender, young orifice of her pussy; then dropping her weight down on him, she absorbed his titanic cock to its full length and breadth. 'Oh… My God!' she gasped with surprise, as she realized the true enormity of it. 'Damn! You are big!' Then, as she began to work her hips, forcing her cunt to ride up and down that great shaft she had absorbed, she turned passion-filled eyes to Stan and murmured, 'If you hitch yourself around… so I can get at you… I'll suck you off… at the same time!'
Stan had been terribly worked up by his licking and sucking at her moistly pink cunt… but that was all he could do. Both he and Harry were at the mercy of her sexual whims… and he had been disappointed when she had crawled over to impale herself on Harry's big cock. Needless to say, he began squirming and snaking his body upward in the bed until, she could lean down to capture his hard, lancing cock in her mouth. God! She was an expert! Her tongue, inside her mouth, drove him wild as she licked and sucked at the same time, her head beginning to bob, as her whole body undulated, up and down on Harry's rock-hard prick.
As Peeper Martin gored into her, from behind, ramming his cock hard and deep into her, Vivian knew that she was hanging on the edge of her orgasm. She had to have more… to make her cum.
Hissing back over her shoulder, she told him, 'God damn it… do something more! Shove your finger in my behind!'
'Okay… baby! Here goes!' Martin grunted, and without preparation, he searched out the tiny, crinkly-fleshed opening in the crevice of her slaving buttocks, shoving his middle finger deep into the warm sponginess of her rear passage.
Vivian groaned aloud. 'That's it!' Instinctively, she writhed away from it… but as the pleasure-pain of it enhanced the ecstasy of her coupling, she screwed her hips back at him. 'Come on, now… and fuck me hard!' she demanded.
Martin jackhammered his cock into her, with wild excitement, feeling the bulge of his finger in her anus as it ballooned the separating tissues into her cuntal sheath.
… Then, suddenly, Vivian came, her body convulsing in orgasmic rapture. 'I'm cummmmiiiiiinnnnnnng!' she screamed. 'Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuugggggggghhhhhhhh!'
Peeper grunted, as he slaved away behind her; then as he felt the acid burning of impending ejaculation, he jerked his finger from her rectum and drove even deeper and harder into her wildly clasping vagina… until his big cock erupted in a geyser of spewing semen. 'Christ!' he moaned. 'What a fucking ride… that was!' They collapsed together across the foot of the bed, Vivian sliding down to her stomach with Peeper on top of her. He smiled to himself. Everything's working out, perfect…! But, he had to work fast now!
Mickey heard Vivian's scream as she came to climax with Peeper Martin. That bastard's ruined my plans for her… but good! I'll feed him his fucking cock… before I kill him!
In a very few moments, Peeper got up off of Vivian, gave her behind a little pat and, stealthily, crept off the bunk bed. He dressed himself, quickly, then collected all of the gang's abandoned weapons. He had three pistols and three switch blade knives. The knives went into his pocket; the pistols were stuck in his belt. Every person in the trailer was busily engaged in a sex activity, except Buck Sloan. He raised up to see what Peeper was doing… why he was fully dressed. Crawling off the bed, he approached Martin, asking, 'Where the hell you going?' Only when Peeper turned toward him did the small, bandy-legged, ferret-eyed gang member see the arsenal of weapons in Peeper's belt.
It was too late. Peeper drew one of the pistols and swung it in a short arc to crash against Buck's forehead. The injured man went down, without a sound, sprawling heavily to the floor… unconscious.
Peeper's next move was unpredictable. He gathered up Terry's clothing, then grasping her by her long, auburn hair, he pulled her mouth off of Stan's big jerking cock. 'We're splitting he hissed at her! Get your ass off that square and let's go!'
'What are you yakking about?' she asked. 'W-We can't do that… and besides I'm going to cum… pretty soon!'
'To hell with that! I'm taking care of all that from now on! You're riding with me! You're going to be my mama!'
'Why… what's happening?'
'This's the end of Blackum's rope!' he told her showing her the pistols.
Harry understood, instantly, as he listened to Peeper. 'Just cut us loose… and leave a couple of those guns!' he suggested.
'I'm not making it that easy!' Martin grunted.
Stan looked down the length of the trailer to see that Mickey was slamming his cock, pile-drive hard, into his wife's demanding cunt… while the other, silvery-blonde gang member was forcing his prick deep into Lois' mouth and throat. Vivian was stretched out at the foot of the bed… and in the middle of the floor Buck Sloan lay unconscious. God damn! He raged to himself. Both those sons-of-bitches… are raping her at the same time! His cock jerked with frustration. Terry's mouth had brought him to the point of no return. Christ! His balls ached, terribly, with his need to cum. There was one thing Peeper could do. He suggested it.
'Do one thing… before you go! Tell Vivian to come over here…!'
'Okay!' He thrust Terry's clothes at her. 'Start getting dressed!' He walked to the other end of the trailer, leaned over Vivian and murmured, 'Go get into the other bunk, now… because all hell's going to bust loose in here… in just a few minutes!'
Vivian, sensing a favorable turn of events but not knowing exactly what was happening, obeyed. She got off the bunk bed, quietly, and padded to the other end of the trailer, suppressing a gasp as she saw Buck Sloan stretched out, still unconscious. She sat down on the edge of the bed and waited.
Slipping on her jeans and shirt and carrying her jacket and boots, Terry McCauley followed Peeper Martin out of the trailer. They ran to the gang's campsite, where Martin, quickly, stripped ignition parts from the other's motorcycles and flung them into the brush. In a few minutes, Terry was packed. He tied the pack onto his motorcycle, and with Terry up behind him, eased out of the campground. Always the opportunist, Terry had no qualms about what she was doing. All she knew was that she was riding with the smartest and the strongest. It was obvious that Mickey Blackum was in for a tremendous fall. Somewhere, he had made a serious mistake!
The three people on the bed, at the rear of the trailer, were completely oblivious of all else but the rapture of their sexual couplings. Lois, lay on her back while Mickey's cock thundered into her needful cunt, while at the same time, Bill Wunder, his eyes closed, raced his long thin cock in and out of her warmly moist, sucking mouth. He was almost ready to cum. His breath was raspy and his hips jerked with the urgency of his need.
Suddenly, the head of his cock began to expand, hotly, in her mouth. It was her first inkling of his nearness to orgasm. She hadn't even thought about it… before, until her mouth and throat was flooded with an almost continuous jetting flow of his white, hot, lewdly pumping semen. God! He's cumming… i-in my m-mouth! She swallowed… and swallowed to keep from gagging, while he used the strength of his legs to force it ever deeper into her throat. She heard his gasp of joy… and she kept sucking and swallowing, wildly… wanting all of it… after her first shock of gagging revulsion.
… Then, within a very few plundering strokes, Mickey, too, came to his thundering climax. His sperm shot from the slitted head of his demanding cock far up into the wildly clasping confines of her cuntal sheath.
'Christ!' he blurted. 'What a gorgeous cunt!'
With a satisfied grunt he collapsed, twisting his body aside, slightly, because Bill Wunder still sat astride her
