'Goddamn it, you motherfuckers!' he roared. 'Get your asses in gear. We're moving out of here. Right now!'
She smiled up at him when he seemed to look at her for support. She was more than willing to give it to him. Karen wanted nothing more than to be away from here. She wasn't certain where her parents would be camped but it wasn't far.
And if they'd run out of booze, they might actually have missed her by now. If so, the state police might have a bulletin to look for a runaway. She wanted to get across the state line before they could find her and return her to those alkies.
The camp sluggishly began to move, naked limbs slowly becoming clothed. The lingering smell of marijuana hung in the air. This was one thing Karen couldn't quite get into. The odor made her sick to her stomach, but no worse than the harsh whiskey and cheap wine passed around.
'Get your ass covered if you're coming. It was your idea that we get the hell out of here,' Big Ed reminded her. She hastily dressed in Dottie's cast-off clothing.
In less than an hour, they were revving their cycles and ready to hit the pavement. Then came the confrontation Karen had been worrying about.
Dottie came over and swung a leg up behind Big Ed, saying, 'Let's go. Forget about blondie there.'
Big Ed said nothing. Karen read it in his eyes that this was between the two women and he wouldn't intervene. Karen knew she'd have to make it good or there would be trouble from now on.
She went up to Dottie and, in a pleading voice, said, 'Look, Dottie, I don't want any trouble…' and swung and hit the woman as hard as she could. No windup, she swung flat-footed. The fist hit Dottie square on the cheek and knocked her off the cycle. She shook her head, dazed. That was all it took for Karen to press her advantage.
She kicked her in the kidneys.
There was a sick thud and Dottie collapsed to the pavement, vomiting on the asphalt.
'I guess that decides who rides with you, doesn't it, Big Ed?' she said in an innocent void.
'Climb on, baby doll.' Before Karen could get firmly down on the bike, the man was gunning it and pulling away at the head of the column.
Karen's heart pounded wildly but she'd come through the second – and maybe last – crisis with Dottie. The way the gang took off, she wondered if anyone would even let her ride along. Probably not. This was a jungle and they were all animals. Survival of the fittest.
And she'd just proven she was fit.
The heavy cycles droned away the miles until they stopped beside the road in a pull-off. There was a patch of grass to lie on and running water for her to wash her dirt-streaked face. Riding on a chopper without a windshield had its disadvantages. Bugs in the teeth was just one of them.
'Hey, baby doll,' said Knuckles, coming up behind her. 'I liked the way you took care of Dottie. You got a mean right. How's about you and me gettin' it on? While we're resting here?'
'I, uh, I don't know Knuckles.' She was a little frightened of the big man. She knew first-hand how strong he was. And he was Big Ed's right-hand man.
'Hell, me and Big Ed share everything. You know what I mean? Everything.'
'If it's okay with him…' She let her sentence dangle. She doubted Big Ed would be willing to share her with any of the others. Not yet at any rate. She was still too new, a novelty. And Karen vowed to try and keep it that way. Therein lay her power over this gang to get the things she wanted.
'Hey, Big Ed, how about a little tumble with your hot bush here? She says it's okay with her if it's okay with you.'
Big Ed walked up and said, 'Of course she did.'
'What I say goes. Sure, Knuckles. You and me's buddies. Share and share alike, that's the way it's always been.'
Knuckles leered at her. Karen got his meaning. Just thinking about screwing the man was getting her hot. A tiny silver-dollar sized patch of wetness appeared at her crotch.
Big Ed saw it and said, 'Hell, she's already hot for you. And you a back-door man, too. Pity.'
'Both at once? Share and share alike you said.'
'Why the fuck not?'
Karen didn't understand what they meant. When they grabbed her and yanked down her jeans, she suddenly realized they were intending to both fuck her at the same time!
Big Ed was going to take her pussy while Knuckles fucked her up the ass. Back-door man, that's what he was called. He must get off on just anal sex. And Big Ed wasn't one to waste a hot pussy.
They were intending to fuck her up the cunt and asshole!
A shiver of delight racked her body. It was so perverse, so damned kinky, she liked it!
She stood, legs spread wide, her blonde pussy mound gleaming like gold in the noonday sun. Arms outstretched for her man, she said, 'Come on and get going. I'm not going to wait all day, you know.'
'Don't worry. Before we're finished with you, you're going to be sore and hurting in both cunt and ass.'
'Yeah,' she whispered. 'You're both so damned big!'
The man's cock seemed to do a flip flop as he opened his fly. Prick jutting proudly, he moved closer to her. His hands stroked along the soft flesh of her ass, then moved to her hips. One callused hand roughly spread her legs a little farther apart, lingering on the soft flesh of her inner thigh.
'Nice,' he muttered. 'Real nice.' His hand moved slowly upward until his thumb pressed against her pussy lips. She sighed and threw her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
Hotly, she whispered in his ear, 'Go on, now! Fuck me with that big cock of yours!'
He bent, wiggled into position and straightened his legs. As he came rocketing up, his prick hit dead center of her cunt. She arched her back and cried out as he drilled far up her twat. She was already juicy but his sudden entry took her breath away.
Filled to overflowing with cock, she could only weakly hang around the man's neck. Robbed of all strength, she reveled in the feel of the prick throbbing inside her belly. With a little convulsive ripple, she gripped down on his cock. A wet, lewd squishing noise told her that cunt juices were leaking out around the cock plugging her pussy.
She began twisting from side to side to get the full effect of his prick. The broad arrowheaded crown of his cock spread her cunt walls and threatened to tear her apart. Membranes stretched and she began to really enjoy his length.
Lightning blasted up into her belly, his cock an electrode transmitting the sexual electricity. She could have hung there, arms around his neck, impaled on his spike of prick all day long.
She wasn't allowed to.
'Go on, man. Get in. Hot, damned hot and tight!'
She felt hairy thighs grinding against her naked ass. Hands clenched her asscheeks and pulled them apart. For a moment, the pain was enough to make her certain she was being ripped in two. Then a meaty finger began exploring the humid canyon between her buttocks. It moved slowly, sensuously, until she was a quivering mass of flesh, no longer able to control her emotions.
She felt a thick finger rammed into her asshole. She tensed as it went in, felt the tight muscle clamp firmly on the man's finger. He started rubbing his thighs against her smooth ass and stirring the cock already far up in her cunt.
'Damn you, get in!' she begged. 'I want both your cocks! Both of your fucking cocks!'
'Sure thing, blondie, sure thing,' came the deep voice.
And then the finger popped out of her asshole. Before she could complain, a thicker finger pressed between the slabs of her assflesh. Drilling through to her anus, it found the puckered muscle and never slowed down. The man's prick bored past the guardian of her back door and went sailing all the way up her shit chute.
Filled both in cunt and asshole, she was in heaven. Nothing could have been more divine.
'Great, huh?' one of the men said. She couldn't tell which. All that mattered to her was the dual rods of throbbingly alive cockflesh inside her cunt and asshole.
With one man supporting her, the other gripped her around the waist and began stroking in and out of her rectum. The feel of that butt fucking sent hot flashes all the way into her belly. She was sure someone was
