still firing inside her. The men gasped as if in pain. Reluctantly, she released them.
'She damned near chewed it off,' said one of the men.
The group of men took turns fucking her. Some of them came back for seconds. One by one, they fucked themselves out. One by one, they drove off in their cars. Finally, only two men remained, both of them standing over her as she lay sprawled on the asphalt, cum oozing incessantly from her whole and cunt, cum leaking from the corners of her mouth. One of the men, jerking on his cock, started shooting off on her, pelting her with cum. She squirmed like a worm, giggling.
'Shoot it all over me! Cream me!'
The man squeezed the last drops of his jizz onto her face.
'I'll bet you like piss, too,' he said.
And before Carol could say a word, he was unloading his bladder on her.
She gasped as the hot piss hit her tits. Then she rolled from side to side, showering in the hot flow, letting the man piss all over her. He milked his cock dry and zipped up.
'She's all yours, buddy.'
Headlights came on, and another car left the parking lot. Carol was left alone with only one man.
'I bet you like pussy?' he said.
Carol giggled. 'Maybe.' She couldn't see the man's face, but she could tell by his voice that he was young, probably not much older than that gas pumper she'd seduced this morning. 'My girlfriend likes to swing both ways,' he said. 'Wanna come over to my place and meet her?'
Carol considered a moment, then reached up to take the hands he offered her.
'Let's go,' she said as he pulled her td her feet.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The young man, named Bobby, was a sophomore at the local community college. He lived with his girlfriend Marge in a brick apartment complex a few blocks from the college, which Marge, a freshman, also attended.
To Carol, Bobby was a big shy kid, an older, taller version of Fritz. Marge, although younger than Bobby, seemed older and more sophisticated. She had straight blonde hair, gray eyes, and tits as large as Carol's, although she was shorter than Carol and not nearly as well built. 'Bobby, wherever did you find this gorgeous specimen?' Marge said. 'The local beauty pageant?' The girl was sitting on the bed, massaging her pussy as Carol undressed in front of her. She was all eyes as Carol's tits popped into view and jiggled invitingly.
'I found her in a parking lot,' Bobby said. 'A real dark parking lot.' He pulled off his T-shirt and jeans and tossed them on a chair in the corner of the bedroom. A long, thick hard-on jutted from his loins. Except for the thatch of hair on his groin, the rest of his body was relatively hairless.
Marge got up off the bed and moved slowly toward Carol, her eyes on Carol's eyes, a faint smile on her lips. She hadn't a stitch on her eighteen-year-old body. She'd been watching TV stark naked when Bobby and Carol arrived.
'So, you like girls, too,' Marge said. She pressed herself against Carol.
'Naturally,' Carol said. 'Doesn't everybody?'
Their tits pressed together and they kissed. They moved against each other, rubbing bellies and pussies.
Carol sighed as Marge's wet tongue wiggled in her mouth. She stroked Marge's ass and up and down Marge's back. Marge's foot stroked up and down the back of Carol's leg. Marge broke their kiss and slid to her knees in front of Carol.
'Spread your legs,' the girl said. 'I want a taste of that puffed-up pussy.'
As the two women made love, Bobby was busy getting ready his portable video recorder and camera. He also checked the film and flash on his Nikon.
'I hope you don't mind me taking a few pictures,' he said to Carol. 'I really get off on pictures.'
'Sometimes I think he'd rather look at his pictures and beat himself off than stick his cock between my legs,' Marge said. 'But I don't mind, as long as he brings me girls like you to play with.'
'Go ahead,' Carol said. 'Take all the pictures you want.' She was turned on by the idea of being photographed and videotaped as she performed with Marge. She imagined showing the pictures to Hyatt, just to see his reaction to them.
Marge spread Carol's cuntlips. The cum of countless men oozed out of her pussy, trickling down the insides of her thighs.
'My God!' Marge said. 'What have you been doing, fucking bulls or something? The jizz is pouring out of you like Niagara Falls. Excuse me for saying it, but you smell a little pissy, too.'
'She got gang-banged in that dark parking lot,' Bobby said. 'And pissed on, too. Wish I could of caught it all on film.'
'Gang-banged!' Marge said. 'And pissed on, too! Some girls have all the luck! Look at all this jizz.'
She plunged her face between Carol's legs and started slurping.
Carol groaned, pressing on the girl's head to make her lick deeper. Marge's hair was incredibly silky and soft, her face hot. Carol rubbed her seething pussy all over the girl's lips and nose. Jism and pussy cream drenched the girl's cheeks.
Bobby snapped several quick flash pictures, then strapped on his portable VCR and moved around the two women, catching them on videotape. He leaned close, filming the expressions on the women's faces, taping his girlfriend's tongue slurping up and down Carol's spread cunt gash. He had to pause often to squeeze and stroke his rigid cock, which looked as if it would split open with hardness. Every so often his cock would flex and a spittle- like strand of fuck-lube would drip to the floor.
Carol clung to Marge's blonde head. As the fuck-thrills rushed through her body, she became so dizzy that she almost toppled over. Marge sucked like a leech, vacuuming the jism out of Carol's cunt. She lapped up the drool that had run down Carol's legs, then slipped around behind Carol to lick her asshole.
'Looks like somebody likes to get fucked in the ass as much as I do,' the girl said. She spread Carol's asscheeks wide and licked up and down Carol's ass crack. Her tongue slipped up Carol's asshole, fucking, tasting, probing deeper and deeper.
'That's marvelous!' Carol moaned. 'Suck it!'
Marge sucked hungrily, vacuuming the cum out of Carol's asshole. Then she kissed Carol's asscheeks and slid up Carol's backside, nibbling the back of Carol's neck, squeezing and stroking Carol's tits.
'You're delicious!' the girl said. 'Now let's lie down and you can taste me.' She pushed Carol toward the bed.
The girl lay face-up on the bed, her legs spread wide, her fingers holding her cunt wide open. Carol crouched between her legs, sniffing her succulent pink fuck-hole. Bobby moved in behind Carol, photographing Carol's ass and cunt, which were shoved up high in the air.
'Lick it,' Marge said. 'It tastes like candy.' The girl's cunt smelled musky, and it tasted more tart and salty than it did sweet, but once Carol got a taste of it, she thought she could lick it forever. She envisioned the hundreds of juicy cunts she'd drooled over earlier this evening at Zebra Bookstore, and now Marge's cunt represented them all, became a composite of all the cunts she'd hungered for a taste of this evening in the bookstore. She pressed her nose and lips deep between the girl's sizzling cunt slabs, and she slurped and sucked. She gnawed at the girl's stiff clit filing her tongue at the tip of it.
Marge arched up, grinding her cunt in Carol's face. 'Ohhhhh, God!' Her pussy pulsated rhythmically, leaking hot juice as it contracted. 'Suck me! I'm coming!'
Bobby focused his video camera in on his girlfriend's pleasure-contorted face, on her clutching toes as she jerked with spasms, humping her cunt against Carol's mouth.
Carol growled like a hungry animal, sucking down the girl's delicious fuck-juices. She rubbed her face all over between the girl's legs, until her face was dripping with pussy juice. When Marge slumped back, spent and exhausted, Carol kissed her way down the girl's legs to her toes, then rubbed her wet face between the girl's feet.
