She couldn’t keep the bowlegged roll out her walk as she went down the narrow aisle. The soreness in her ass was beginning to bother her. The rush of adrenaline was gone now and the fear was fading a little. And she had to admit that her sudden unaccountable lust for the man when he had started ass-raping her was going away, too.

“Darlene! Hey,” shouted the man she had been talking with earlier. “Can I get another drink?”

The man stood up. Remington turned on him and shoved him back into his seat. “Just stay put, buddy, and nobody gets hurt. Don’t be a hero.”

The man stared at the gun in Remington’s hand. “Right,” he said. “No heroes on board this plane.”

“Into the cockpit. Hurry it up, sweet buns,” the hijacker said to Darlene. She was already through the tiny door. She hesitated, thought about slamming it in the man’s face, but gave up on the idea.

The thin metal pane wouldn’t stop him for five seconds if he wanted to come through. And firing through would be disastrous for all of them. A bullet zinging through the control panel would send them all down in flaming ruins.

“Hello,” said Remington, glancing around the narrow cockpit, “this is a hijacking. Don’t do anything cute and you might live to tell your grandkids about it. Fuck up and you’re dead. Got it?”

“Honest, Captain, I couldn’t do a thing!” protested Darlene.

“Honest, Captain,” mimicked Remington, “she has the sweetest and most fuckable ass I ever drove my cock into. She is a hell of a lay. And that’s some crew you got back there. One chick — the blonde one — gives the best head around. And the other’s pussy is real tight, damned tight, in fact.”

“What do you want?” said Captain Jackson coldly. He had already pressed the small button under the control panel that automatically signaled all ground stations that a hijacking was in progress. But that did little good when they were flying at 35,000 feet.

“Money, of course. None of that political shit. We want ten million bucks. In gold. You, the bald guy with the radio headset, go on and tell them. Otherwise, my friend and I’ll just crash this big jet somewhere.”

“In gold?” asked the captain. “That’s a lot of weight. I hope you know how you’re going to transport it.”

“Sure do. In the plane. Or maybe not. Maybe we’ll land the plane and have them bring it all to us. That seems the best way. Head out for Libya.”

“But that’s in Africa!” protested the co-pilot.

“We’ll do it, Joel,” said the captain. “He’s got the gun. We don’t have any other choice. But it’ll take a few minutes to get the course changed.”

“Do what you have to. But I get bored easy. In face, while you’re busy with all that technical bullshit, I think I’ll have your two good friends here help out Darlene.”

“Help her out?” asked Joel. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, she’s just so damned horny for cock she can’t stand it. She wants it in her mouth bad. I mean, she can taste it and it doesn’t do her any good. She got her ass fucked like it should have been a long time ago, but she’s hungry for cock, aren’t you, Darlene?”

He nudged her just under the tits with his pistol. The woman glanced around the cockpit in wild-eyed terror, but she saw no support anywhere. She bobbed her brunette head up and down in agreement.

“See? So you two get your pricks out and let her suck on them. Maybe go at it both at once, I don’t know. I’ll think about it. And you, Baldy… “

“The name’s Guy,” said the radioman.

“Yeah, right. You, Baldy, get your cock out and get it into her face, or I might get a little trigger happy.” Remington pointed the gun directly at the radio set and pulled the trigger.

The roar of the gun deafened them. Guy made a wild dive of his set but the bullet had ripped the guts out of it.

Darlene dropped to her knees, shaking, her face ghost-white. “Thank God, it didn’t go through the hull,” she gasped.

“Naw, couldn’t have. I use dum-dums. It hits something and spreads its lead all over. Won’t even go through a human. Mess one up inside but it wouldn’t go through. Want me to show you on Baldy? Or will you get to sucking his dick like I told you.”

Both Darlene and Guy almost collided in the middle of the cabin in their haste to obey. As long as they knew Remington was willing to fire inside the cabin, they knew he was willing to go all the way. He would kill them if he thought they weren’t obeying fast enough.

“It’s limp,” said Guy disconsolately. “And I’ve always wanted you to suck me off. God, what a chance and it has to be like this.”

“You two never got it on before, huh? See, something good can come from a hijacking. So get to it, vacuum- cleaner mouth,” he landed a light blow on the side of Darlene’s head. She gasped and almost fell. The radioman caught her.

“Suck!”

She sucked. The limp worm of Guy’s prick slowly stirred. She got into the sucking a little more. Her tongue swirled around under the man’s prick and teased it into a half-erect state. Sucking harder, she managed to pull more and more blood into the end of his prick.

When she started gnawing gently, the man moaned and shifted from foot to foot. His cock almost snapped to rigid attention in her mouth. She never stopped sucking now that his male musky odor filled her nostrils. The woman loved the smell. It turned her on like nothing else in the world.

Her face dived down toward his crotch, his cock thrusting deep into her mouth. When she burrowed her nose around in the crinkly mat of his bush, his cock was almost all the way down her throat. She loved to deep-throat men. And Guy’s prick was just about the right size for her. It was long and slender. She couldn’t handle cocks like Remington’s. They were too thick and choked her. But she could keep a good, long, slender prick in her throat all day long.

She gasped and gagged when the man hit her alongside the head with the barrel of his pistol.

“Not good enough. Get the other stud over here. You, co-pilot, get it into her mouth, too. Both of you, yeah, that’s it. Now suck, cunt, suck for all you’re worth!”

Remington shoved the muzzle of the gun between the naked cheeks of her ass. He poked deeper toward her sore asshole and got the barrel into her butt. She wanted to die from humiliation. Her asshole was filled with the barrel of a huge pistol and her mouth had two cocks in it.

She closed her eyes and wanted to die. But the click of the pistol cocking really got her to sucking. The only way she could keep on living was to please the man ass-fucking her with the gun. If she failed in any way, even if he only thought she was fucking up, he would fire the gun.

Darlene almost cried at the mental image of the bullet racing up her well-fucked ass and into her guts. He’d said it wouldn’t come out. It would rattle around inside her body. It would rip her to shreds, bloody shreds, and she would die horribly.

She sucked harder.

Both Joel and Guy sighed deeply. She licked from one cock to the other, hardly knowing which to tend the most. This was the first time she’d ever had two men in her mouth at the same instant. Her lips were pulled taut and threatened to stretch and split if either of them began face-fucking her.

Guy couldn’t help himself. He had been in the hot, wet confines of her mouth longer than Joel. His control was beginning to wane. He fucked forward enough to bury himself to the hilt in her face. She gasped and cradled his cock with her rough, eager tongue. But this left the other prick all alone. It felt like a fleshy, hot cigar stuck in the side of her mouth.

“Both of you face-fuck her,” commanded Remington. “One in while the other pulls out. God, are you bastards dumb. Don’t you know how to do even the simplest things?”

“Never had this done before,” gasped out Guy. “Not when another cock was in the chick’s mouth.”

“Shit, don’t hand me that. You flyboys are all studs. You get to fuck this high-class ass all the time whenever you lay over in those cities. Lay over, wow! I bet that’s exactly what you do, isn’t it?”

“It… it’s duller than you might think,” panted Joel.

“Not now. Suck, bitch, suck on my two friends real good or I’ll pull the fucking trigger.”

He jammed the gun a bit deeper into her asshole to let her know he meant business. She shivered from the steel pressing into her tortured, raped asshole. And then the brown-haired stewardess began sucking for all she

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