She went wild with pleasure. She rubbed her tits savagely against Eric. She could feel their cocks almost rubbing together through the thin walls of her asshole and pussy. She tried to bounce with their rhythm.
'I'm going to come!' moaned. 'Oh shit, it feels so fucking good! You're making me come! Oh fuuuuck!'
She screamed as the wild vibrations of pleasure went through her. Each spasm seemed to twist her body. A flood of juices soaked Eric's cock. He slammed his cock into her harder. His cock leaked cum inside her. She started squeezing her cunt walls around his prick.
'The bitch is trying to make me crazy.' Eric groaned! 'She's trying to squeeze my fucking cock off!'
Eric lost his rhythm as he started ramming his huge prick into her as hard as he could. She bounced a little more as his prick started growing thicker inside her pussy.
'Come in me!' she screamed. 'Shoot your hot cum in my pussy!'
'Bitch,' he groaned. 'I'm going to shoot my fucking wad. I'm going to give you all the fucking cum you can handle. I'm coming, bitch!'
He rammed up into her deep and his prick started exploding in wild spurts of hot jism. His cum filled her cunt, then dripped out of her pussy. She moved against him until she was sure she had drained his stiff cock dry. Then she started lifting her ass to take Tod's cock even deeper.
'Now I'm going to shoot my wad, baby,' Tod groaned. 'Now I'm going to soak your fucking ass in cum! You sweet bitch!'
He took his prick out of her asshole at the last moment and let his thick cum shoot all over her ass and back. He was rubbing his cum against her ass with his fingers until she felt sticky all over.
'That was so fucking nice, baby,' Tod groaned. 'Now you can say you're a real woman. You've been fucked by two men at once!'
She couldn't do anything but make a contented sound.
CHAPTER NINE
Carol had sensed that there was something bothering Amos all evening long and she didn't want to ask him what it was. She had learned that it was better not to talk to Amos. The only thing she could do for Amos was watch him and make sure that his every need was attended to. She had never been this attentive around her own husband.
But she had never feared John like she feared Amos.
Amos' glass was empty, and she got up quickly to pour him another beer. Her chain rattled as she moved across the floor. She didn't protest when his hand moved up under her short skirt and stroked her pussy through her panties.
'You're getting kind of boring, baby,' Amos said.
'I do what you say,' she said quickly. 'I try to be good. What do you want?'
'You're really scared of this belt, aren't you?'
'Yes sir,' she answered.
'I'm not sure that you are,' he said. 'Maybe what you need is another session with it. Another hard ass spanking and you'll be even better.'
Carol couldn't help herself. She didn't like to beg, but she had no choice. She was scared of that belt. She was scared of Amos. She had no spirit left to fight him. She went dawn on her knees in front of him, and she started licking his legs and his shoes. Her head moved up to the bulge in his trousers.
'I'll be a good girl,' she moaned. 'I'll do anything you want. Please don't hit me with that belt.'
'Maybe you will,' he said. 'Maybe I'll have to find out just how good you can be.'
She didn't know what he had in mind but anything was better than being beaten with that belt. She stood up and waited as he went into the bedroom and changed his shirt. He always liked to look neat when he went out. She was learning so many things about him.
He unhooked the big chain around her neck, but he left the silver choke collar on. He fastened the little chain to her neck as he led her out to the car. She was dressed in a man's shirt and jeans that were too big for her.
'Where are we going?' she asked.
'Out to Milltown,' he replied.
She nodded. Milltown was one of the worst places around. It was made up mostly of poor white trash. She didn't even like to drive through the place. She felt nervous as Amos drove her out toward Milltown.
Amos turned off the highway onto a rough toad. He drove a half mile and turned into a dirty-looking diner.
'I think you'll like this place,' Amos said. 'It's the lunch hour. Now we'll find you someone nice.'
They sat there for a few moments. The door opened and a huge man walked out. She thought that he might call the man over, but Amos let him pass and she gave a sigh of relief. The door opened again and this time a teenaged boy came out. He walked to a parked van and started to get in.
Amos whistled for him.
Carol felt nervous as she saw who it was. Jimmy Powers often did odd jobs around the country club. He was a tough-looking kid. Carol had caught him sleeping while he was supposed to be cutting grass one afternoon. She had been responsible for getting him fired. The boy had never forgiven her for that.
'You know this woman, Jimmy?' Amos asked.
Jimmy looked a little surprised to see Carol sitting there. He gave her a look of hate. 'I know her. I don't get any more work around the club because of her. Spoiled, rich bitch.'
'You think she's good looking.'
'You're damn right,' Jimmy answered.
'Then she's yours.' Amos handed the silver chain to Jimmy. Jimmy held it in his hands for a few moments as if he wasn't sure he had heard right.
'What do you mean?' Jimmy asked.
'Just what I said. She's yours. Take her to the van and do what you want with her. Don't mark her up too bad. She won't fight. You just tell me if she's not a good girl.'
Carol trembled as Amos opened the door and let her out. Jimmy was looking at her as if he could kill her. She knew this wasn't going to be easy. She walked behind Jimmy obediently as he led her over to the van. The inside of the van was made for fucking. It was soft and plush and it looked as if Jimmy had brought plenty of girls up here.
Jimmy pushed her into the van and followed her in. He put his hand on her ass and squeezed until she moaned in pain. He turned her around by pulling on the chain. He slapped her face.
'Don't hurt me!' Carol pleaded.
'I've been waiting for this moment for a long fucking time,' Jimmy snarled.
He slapped her hard across the face. Carol lost her balance and landed on her back on the plush carpet. He came after her like a beast. She protected her face as he slapped her a few more times. She could hear him laughing as be beat her. Finally he backed away. There was an odd look in his face. She recognized it as hate and lust both at the same time.
'All right, rich bitch,' he said. 'Strip if off. Let's see what you look like underneath your clothes!'
Carol was willing to do anything to keep him from beating her.
She started undoing the buttons, on the man's shirt. She didn't have a bra on and it looked as if he knew it. He moved closer, and his eyes lit up as she pulled the shirt off. Her beautiful big tits pushed out proudly at him. He grabbed her tits.
'They look just like what I thought they would look like,' he said. 'They're big and fucking beautiful. A real fucking pair of tits.'
He squeezed her tits until she gasped in pain. She didn't want him to hurt her any more. She reached out quickly and brushed her fingers across his jeans. His cock bulge already felt hard. Her heart pounded a little faster.
'You can't wait to get at it, can you, bitch?' he asked.
