and pounding of his hips, determined not to climax until he had forced her to surrender to ecstasy once again.
Faster and faster his body flailed, slamming his phallic thickness deep into the molten core of her being. At last, just when she thought he would never make it for those last few vital seconds, the volcano inside her blew once again, and she convulsed with a helpless shriek, and he poured out his pent-up semen into the living furnace of her belly.
Panting with exhaustion, they lay in each other's arms, and she was glad that Doris had seen so clearly what she needed to wipe out the lingering trauma of the brutal manner of last night's defloration.
'Was that good?' he asked eventually, as though he genuinely wanted to know, and was not simply demanding reassurance for his machismo.
'It was wonderful,' she answered sincerely.
'You – you don't feel like comm' along with us, huh?' he asked hopefully.
She smiled, and shook her head.
'I don't think South America would suit me too well,' she said.
Chapter 14
'You were quite right, Doris,' Sally said gratefully.
'I'm glad,' the other woman said sincerely. 'I hated to think that sonofabitch had messed up your whole sexilfe just to gratify his sadism!'
'What's happening now?' Sally asked.
'Well, they're waiting for the helicopter to show up. That takes them to a private airport somewhere – I don't know where – and there they get a chartered private plane that smuggles them out to South America.'
'Do they know you're not going along?'
'Yes. They don't care – the price of the stamps and stuff is more, split just among the three of them.' She gave Sally her cheerful smile. 'What they don't know is that I did a little larceny on my own account while they were busy consoling Jake for his broken arm and mashed-un balls – and they don't have quite what they think is in that suitcase. I know which the really valuable ones are, and what was just trimming – and I've got the good stuff stashed where they won't find it.'
'But suppose they look before they take off?'
'Well, If they do, they do – but in that case I tell them that Ted must have gone off with it – and they aren't going to waste time trying to hunt him down, the way the cops are going to be on the lookout for them! I think it's just going to be a nice little surprise for them and Mr. Miles when they get to Argentina or wherever it is they're headed!'
'And do you think Tod went to the police?'
'Sure he did! I went down to the highway and called them – they've got a hotline on the case, you know: they announced it on the radio. I told them to keep away for at least an hour after the chopper takes off, because they'd kill you if they thought they were in any danger – and me, too,' she added as an afterthought. 'I did a nice hysterical female number for them, and I think I pulled it off.'
'Do you think they'll try to follow the helicopter?' Sally asked curiously.
Doris shrugged.
'If they do, I guess there's not much to stop them,' she said. 'In which case we'll just have to hope the cops will be convinced that Ted and I really weren't involved, since we've been so cooperative at this stage of the game.'
'I guess you getting back the valuable part of the collection will help,' Sally suggested.
Sally stretched.
'You know,' she said, 'I think I'm getting horny again, if you can believe that!'
'Insatiable little thing, aren't you!' Doris teased her with an affectionate kiss.
'Do you think I should make it with Jerry, too?'
'Well,' said Doris thoughtfully, 'I personally can't stand him – but if you feel you ought to, I'd be the last one to stand in your way! Shall I send him up?'
'Why don't you?'
Sally, left alone, went into the bathroom and found the bottle of baby oil that they had used when Tod had fucked her In the ass for the first time. When Jerry arrived, panting and eager, she held it up.
'Could you fancy a little trip up the poopshute?' she asked him sweetly.
'Oh, baby, could I ever!' he responded avidly, eyes gleaming in anticipation.
She reached for the pillows and heaped them on the bed, and sprawled herself over them, face-down.
'Come on in, then,' she said lewdly.
She heard him uncap the bottle and smear the oil on his cock, and then his fingers worked more of the oil into her tight rectal opening. She sighed and writhed slightly in the sweet anticipation. Then a thought occurred to her 'Do you think Willy could get it up once more?' she asked.
'Huh?' he responded, disappointed. 'Jeeze, I – '
'No, I still want you,' she assured him. 'But I was just wondering – how would it feel to have both of you at once? You remember what Willy was telling us about the woman on the bus, who made him put his fingers in her when he had his cock in her asshole? Well, if she liked to have both places full at once – maybe I would too.'
'Hey – ' he breathed. 'Hey, wait right here, doll! I'll go see if he – hell, he's horny alla time! He'll do it!'
And a few minutes later Sally was stretching out on the bed, lying on her side, while Willy slid his once again hard and eager cock into her newly opened pussy, and Jerry dug his way into her oil-slick asshole.
It was an incredible sensation – full to the point of somehow choking her, even though her lungs were far from the scene of the action. Yet it was intensely satisfying – she felt ready to climax just from the double penetration alone, which seemed to be filling her sexual nerves with violent heat that permeated the whole of her lower body. The slightest movement either of them made was enough to send violent shudders of near-orgasmic earthquake crashing through her belly.
And then they started to move, in a kind of seesawing rhythm: as Will/s cock drew outward from her cunt, Jerry's would plunge to its fullest length into her ass; and when Jerry started his withdrawing stroke, Willy's prick would come plunging back into her depths.
She was doubly impaled, doubly filled, doubly driven towards the highest peaks of ecstasy. Thought was crushed out of her brain; she could not move independently; her whole being seemed to be reduced to a mass of blazing sensation that flowed over her being and washed away every last remaining fragment of inhibition that could possibly be lingering in her nature.
Opened, opened forever, was the only idea that could find any expression in her mind now, and with the concept the climax started to break – wave after wave, like the crashing surf of an incoming tide, tossing her back and forth like a helpless piece of driftwood, battering her between two relentless rocks, hurling her from one orgasm to another until it was all consumed in a fiery red mist that danced before her eyes and engulfed every last remnant of her consciousness, dropping her at last into a welcoming blackness of utter and complete satiety.
For that moment!
'Wake up, chickle – the chopper's just coming in,' Doris said. 'Do you want to see them off?'
'Oh – yes, I guess so,' Sally yawned, and slid off the bed, reaching for the clothes that Doris put within her reach. She pulled on the clean panties and the same sweater and skirt – she had not been able to find anything that fitted her comfortably in Doris' wardrobe – and the two women went down to the front of the house where the helicopter was settling down onto the wide driveway.
Willy came hurrying past them with a suitcase, which he passed up into the cockpit, where he had an urgent conversation with the pilot, who came clambering out after him, and followed him into the house.
'I guess they'll have to carry Jake out,' Doris commented calmly. 'That kick in the balls really doubled him up.'
'Oh, gee,' said Sally, 'you really did hurt him, huh?'
'He asked for It!' Doris said curtly.
