His head rested easily on my thigh and he took his time fingering my cunt and clit. It was such a nice change of pace to be able to take all of the time in the world. The cock in my mouth was so big I wondered if it shouldn't really belong to a horse instead of a man. It was discouraging to take so much into my throat and find that I still had at least three inches of cock left over.
The whole prick was well proportioned and his knotty veins were far more exciting than the ones on a regular-sized cock. The veins were so big and powerful I could almost feel the blood rushing through them. The hole in the end of his dick was large enough for me to get the tip of my tongue in. I cleaned the old sperm and fresh cooze oil away. He mashed his lips against my cuntlips and rolled them against each other cruelly. My belly began to feel warm and I felt the first wet.trickle of cuntjuice as it ran from my pussy.
His big balls lay across the bridge of my nose and the hair tickled my face. I wrapped my fingers around that part of his meat I couldn't get in my mouth. I rubbed it like he would, as if he was jacking off. The rest of the soothing cock simmered and boiled in my mouth and I lay there like a baby, sucking and sucking. His tongue found my clit at last and he started building me up to the first of several climaxes. I shivered and moaned. Every time I'd start to work faster, he stopped and made me go back to a slower pace.
He stuck his finger inside my cunt. My pussy made snapping sounds as I wiggled around on it. I felt him stretch my hole. I knew he could see way up, and was taking a look at my inner organs. His fingers left my pussy and started on my tits, leaving pussy juice on their soft sides. My snatch started to quake and tremble as I strained and soared through my first orgasm. I sped up again, only to have him order me to slow down. It seemed to me that it must take an awful lot of energy to keep his cock that hard for that long, especially since the heavy prick was so big. I did as I was told because I didn't want to piss him off.
I tested different things on him while I lay there enjoying myself. I discovered new ways to gum and nibble his cock that excited him. I found new and thrilling ways to twist my head and make him shiver. I discovered new ways to please a man with my fingers too. It was the most delightful way to learn about cocksucking. I only wished that he'd let me make him climax.
He made me peak three more times and had me built up to the trembling stage near a fifth orgasm when he suddenly pulled away and crawled on top of me. My ankles were yanked over his shoulders. He pressed them forward so that my snatch raised high and my knees pressed down on my tits. The head of his cock disappeared in my cunt. He was only able to get five inches in before it started to hurt. He knew what he was doing. He didn't go in deep. He was interested in watching his cock shoot in and out of my hole.
When it was -ready to pop, he let my legs straighten and fall back to the floor. He fell roughly on top. I felt his hairy chest scrape and mash my tits. I got even hotter and more excited than I had been before. His pelvis ground and slapped against mine as he battered and pounded away at my hole. I had delighted at the thrill of his lips, tongue and beard, without thinking how much more powerful and wonderful his meat would be inside my twat. Now it was filling my cunt.
My mind started to spin as he stuffed my cunt beyond capacity and fucked the living hell out of me. He fucked in and out to the back of the hole. Then he'd jerk back. In and out he thrust. Together we forgot everything and fucked mindlessly. We were like two animals locked in our intensity. His meat banged my twat with full force. He fucked both of us to our orgasms.
My belly ached with desire. My tits were on fire. My face was contorted and strained. My eyes were dulled as I stared sightlessly into space. I begged him to finish me off, before I lost my mind. Sweat dripped and soaked the mattress. I'd never been fucked that deep before. It was the most glorious feeling I'd ever had. He'd drive against me with such force that my battered cunt would almost suck his balls inside. Each thrust would lift me higher and higher.
He came down faster and harder, time after time. We drove to the very brink. We pulsated together. I rose to the electric thrill and radiated my glowing orgasm. My mind spun off into space. I hovered in heaven for several minutes, leaving my body nearly torn to shreds below. Then he finished filling my pussy with his giant load of hot cum. I'd come back home to stay.
CHAPTER TWELVE
The winter passed pleasantly enough. When it got colder we had to give up some of the more broken-down shacks and move in to the main ranch house to keep warm. I got so I even enjoyed the highs I got from pot and wine. I was still too square to try acid or some of the other things Mark and Tony brought back, but I got along with everyone in spite of my square attitude. I was outwardly happy and satisfied with my way of life, but there was always the thought of joining the real world again someday.
The first really nice day of spring started without the slightest hint of what was to follow. The sky was a beautiful azure. There wasn't even the wisp of a cloud. The aroma of spring filled the desert air. The ground was dry and the flowers in bloom. Trinket and I decided to go for a hike after breakfast chores. I'd had to tie Hitler up the night before because he'd been fighting. I was going to set him free and let him go with us.
The meal was almost over when we got the first hint of trouble. It came in the form of a low rumble in the distance, which grew steadily louder. I was sitting next to Jack Rabbit. He'd been my lover most of the winter. My old flame, Mark, sat across from us. I glanced up when I first heard the noise and saw all the blood drain from Mark's face. 'They're coming! Goddamn it! I told you not to pawn off that bad stuff on them!' he choked, looking straight at Jack Rabbit.
'We'll talk our way out of it,' the leader said confidently. 'What bad stuff?' I asked innocently. 'Ah nothing-we passed off some stuff for acid that wasn't. No big deal.' 'Except that we got paid a hell of a lot for it,' Mark said shakily.
I had learned to accept the leader's judgment on all things. He said not to worry, so I didn't. Calmly finishing my meal, I ignored the roaring motorcycles which filled the yard outside. Jack Rabbit and Mark got up and walked onto the porch. The rest of us sat at the table and watched. There was an argument. It grew louder and louder as the leader of the motorcycle gang and Jack Rabbit shouted back and forth.
Then there was a deadly calm. I hadn't been able to understand the last few words either had said, because Tony was trying to get us to go out the back way with him. Then there wasn't any time. A loud explosion rocked the building. One second I was staring at Jack Rabbit's back and in the next instant his head disappeared in a spray of blood. Another blast followed and I heard Mark fall.
I started screaming and moaning. I stood there with my fist in my mouth and screamed so hard it doubled me up. The riders swarmed into the house. I remember catching a glimpse of Trinket as she was dragged out by three of the greasy men. Then I was grabbed by four others and carried away, kicking and screaming.
It had all happened so fast that I was in shock. I didn't really understand what was in store for me. I kicked and struggled as they carried me to one of the old shacks. I was hauled inside and dropped on the floor. There was no time to gather my wits and no way to escape. One of them grabbed me by the hair and jerked me to my feet. I squealed in pain. As I was pulled to my feet I could hear the screams of terror and pain from other girls over the fierce barking of the dogs.
I was shoved. I reeled into the arms of one of my captors. He grabbed the front of the old navy workshirt I was wearing. Holding onto one side, just below my tits, he shoved me viciously toward the boy standing in the other corner. I felt the buttons tear away. Stumbling into the boy's arms, I felt myself being hurled toward another. The rest of the shirt ripped open. The last remaining buttons shot, like bullets, across the room.
New hands grabbed my collar and my arms were yanked backwards as I flew toward someone else. I was nude to the waist when I crashed fearfully into another man's arms. His hands grabbed my tits and squeezed viciously before I was hurled to the next one. I was shoved, spun, pushed, thrown, and kicked back and forth between them for several minutes before someone ripped the front of my jeans open, ruining the zipper.
My tits felt like they'd been run through a washing-machine wringer. My pants were yanked to my knees and I stumbled headlong into the wall, cutting my cheek and scraping my arm and shoulder as I collapsed into a heap. I was jerked up and thrown to someone else. My panties were twisted. The waistband, which had been designed to barely cover my hairy triangle, was pulled down on one side, leaving one corner of my pubis exposed.
My legs were held close together by my half-masted pants. I stumbled awkwardly around the room, from boy to boy, as they mauled me. My mind was reeling. I was dizzy from the circle I was moved in and ached from
