Jerry licked over and around It, vibrating -his tongue upon the straining little nubbin, quivering ever the throbbing area, then just at the crucial moment, once again leaving it deserted and desperately craving.
'Please,' she begged helplessly. 'Oh please, please make me come – let me come -'
His fingers supporting her thighs dug in brutally, and Willy's hands tightened on her breasts, and amidst the sudden jolts of pain, she was transfixed by his tongue once again stabbing at her clitoris, and this time It stayed there, and all her nerves exploded in a shower of unbearably intense and wonderful convulsions; her womb contracted in response, radiating deeper, slower waves of ecstasy through her body that was still, incredibly, that of a virgin.
Willy was bucking and heaving beneath her, snorting yelping, emptying his sperm into her rear canal, while Jerry hung on grimly, licking at her cunt until the last crazy tremors had died away, and they both lay back limply, and Jerry get go of her thighs and sat back on his heels, wiping his mouth.
'She sure comes, for a virgin, don't she,' he remarked with wonder in his voice, strangely echoing her own thoughts of a few seconds earlier.
'Whoowee,' Willy agreed weakly.
Chapter 12
'You wanna crack at her butt, Jake?' Willy asked, sliding his hands under Sally's buttocks and heaving her upwards so that his cock slid out of her with a sticky squelching noise.
'Nah. Have her go take a shower an' a nap, or somethin, so she can really bounce it around tonight,' Jake said.
'Tonight, tonight,' Jerry warbled, 'we pop her wide tonight – heh heh heh.'
'Jesus,' Willy moaned, 'you wouldn't think I could get horny right off after comin' like that – but just thinldn' about gettin' in that tight pussy – '
'Tonight,' Jake said. 'Go wash that juice off, cunt, so's it's fit to have a cock plow it.'
Shakily, Sally make her way upstairs.
Doris was in the bedroom, looking out of the window.
'Tod's gone,' -she said in a low, conspiratorial voice. 'Only neither of us knows a thing about It, right?'
Sally nodded speechlessly.
'Oh, my,' Doris said, taking a good look at her. 'That was a real rough session, huh?'
Sally nodded again.
'Are you hurt?' Doris asked tensely.
'No – I – Just – so tired!'
Doris took her hand and led her to the bed.
'You just stretch out, chickie,' she said soothingly. 'I'll get a nice wet washcloth and clean you up, then you can go to sleep for awhile, okay?'
'A shower,' Sally murmured, collapsing blissfully.
'Later, later,' Doris reassured her.
Sally was almost asleep when Doris returned a minute later and began to wipe her thighs gently with a warm, soft, damp cloth. Sally spread her legs for the deliciously soothing, cleansing washrag that mopped away the stickiness and sweat and left her feeling relaxed and comforted.
And incredibly, aroused once again.
But it was not intense this time, and when Doris left her to sleep, she caressed herself gently into a delicious euphoric state that never did reach climax before her overstrained body drifted away into slumber.
She awoke feeling surprisingly good.
For a little while she lay pondering over what had happened to her, and the profound changes that had clearly taken place in her during these strange experiences.
Would Peter have aroused her dormant sensuality so rapidly, she wondered, or had the shock treatment been necessary to bring her to this sudden high pitch of awareness of the marvelous potential for pleasure her body held?
And she was still a virgin -And tonight she wouldn't be.
Was the prospect alarming -Or alluring?
They were such a strange mixture, those three men remaining. Jake so brutal, so icy – but it had been he who had initiated her inexperienced pussy into the first tumult of orgasm.
Willy, so gleefully bragging of his prowess, so fond of verbalizing every sexual thought that crossed his mind – yet with such a skilled touch upon her breasts – And Jerry, lecherous, lascivious, inconsiderate – yet how superb had been the work of his tongue upon her open, vulnerable pussy.
Maybe, maybe…
Yes, it had felt good, being so filled -And wouldn't It feel better, being filled in the place that nature had intended?
She writhed on the bed, voluptuously, feeling nerve currents of body awareness that had never awoken before, then she heaved herself up and stretched luxuriously, and went to take a long, hot shower.
She was hungry again, and as she opened the bedroom door the appetizing odor of beef stew assailed her nostrils. She went back Into the bedroom and looked at the clothes available – then, with an odd little smile on her lips, she brushed her hair, ran a comb through her pubic hair to fluff It up into a crisp golden mass of curls, slipped her shoes on, and went down to the kitchen naked.
Willy and Jerry greeted her with a barrage of whistles and handclaps that were not unfriendly. Jake eyed her without expression, but seemed, she thought, slightly disconcerted.
Doris gave her a broad wink, set a chair for her, and ladled out a generous portion of the excellent beef stew.
'Hey,' Jerry said, 'she's sittin' down – guess yer ass-hole ain't too sore, teach, huh?'
'How's yer twat feelin'?' Willy asked. 'Ready for the big bust?'
'She's got a big bust already,' Jerry snickered pointlessly.
'Where's that dumb ass brother of yours got to?' Jake demanded of Doris.
She shrugged.
'Said he was going for a walk,' she replied nonchalantly.
'He's gonna miss the great cherry-pickin' contest if he don't get back pretty soon,' Jerry said.
'He's gonna miss the chopper, is what,' Jake growled. 'Miles is as likely to show up tomorrow mornin' as the day after – an' I ain't hangin' round for nobody!'
'Oh, I guess he'll be back before then,' Doris reassured him. 'But he was always fond of these woods – he's probably gone to sleep somewhere.'
'Likely wandered off into town an' got picked up by the fuzz,' Jake muttered.
'They won't come here, huh?' Willy demanded. 'Not while we got her, huh?'
'They ain't gonna risk gettin' no holes shot in her,' Jake said positively.
'But listen – if they're watchin' this place, ain't they gonna see the chopper land – maybe shoot it down when It takes off?' Jerry asked anxiously.
'Nah – cause they think we're gonna have her with us. What I told them Is, we'll set her down someplace nice an' safe if they leave us alone till I send 'em a message.'
'Yeah – but suppose they decide to try some of that shoot-out stuff,' Jerry persisted.
Jake shrugged.
'That's the risk you take,' he said. 'But they ain't gonna, don't you worry.'
'An' what's the message you send them?'
'I ain't gonna send 'em no message. We leave here, she can take care of herself;'
'We takin' the dogs along?'
'Sure. I ain't leavin' my dogs behind,' Jake said, with more animation than he had yet shown about anything. 'Anyway, there's times a dog's more persuasive than a gun – somebody tells you, don't move or I shoot, maybe there's nothin' you can do. But you got a dog with you, that ain't impressed by no guns, an he goes an' tears out
