F. Hemmingway - The kidnapped couple

Lois felt the flooding, sticky warmth of his cum, as it jetted from him… and unbelievably, she felt a certain tingle of increased sexual stimulation in the knowledge that she had given him a measure of satisfaction as he had fucked her in that unlikely place. But he's really… a-a rapist! They're forcing me… a-all of them!

Bill Wunder growled, "Okay, Buck crawl the hell off… Mickey and me… are going to do the job right, now!"

Reluctantly, Buck Sloan withdrew his still jerking prick from the channel of mammary flesh, and leaning to the side, he threw his leg off, over her, rolling to his side to collapse into a satiated heap. Lois still held her breasts aloft and together, not knowing what to do for the spreading, liquid puddle of sperm. Surprisingly, it was Bill Wunder, who spotted the box of tissues. He took a handful of them and handed them to Buck. "Clean her up!" he told him, his voice brittle.

Buck glared at him… but he did it, swabbing up his white, viscous semen from between her breasts. Slowly, she released them, allowing him to wipe her chest clean.

At that point, Mickey raised his head from her sensation-filled cunt, grating, "You're hot… bitch! Hot enough to be fucked… now!"

His eyes swung around the interior of the trailer. Terry was getting her kicks with the two squares, tied up on the bed. The Wunder Boy was kneeling just above Lois' head, his big cock held in his hand, caressingly, waiting none too patiently for Bill Sloan to finish wiping up his cum on her chest… and behind him, at the foot of the big double bunk, Peeper Martin was slamming his big cock into Vivian, from behind. She was fucking back at him, furiously…

Mickey's anger was instantaneous and terrible. "You God damned son-of-a-bitch, Peeper… I told you to leave her for last… for me to fuck!" he roared.

"So… what are you going to do about it… now?" Martin shot back, insolently.

"Nothing… right now but when we're finished here… God help me I'll kill you!" Mickey stormed.

… Then, turning back to Lois, he wedged himself down between her legs and guided his long thick cock directly into her cuntal passage. All of his fury drove him… and he plunged his big prick into her with cruel force, ramming it home in the tender flesh of her pussy with one deeply penetrating thrust.

She screamed loud, once, before Bill Wunder clapped a hand over her mouth. "Shut up… bitch!" he hissed into her ear, while below, Mickey, infuriated, lustfully incited, slammed into her, without mercy, his big cock racing in and out of her cuntal passage with the power of a pile-driver.

Working himself around, reversing his position, while at the same time, keeping Lois gagged, Bill flung a leg over to straddle her chest; then, he looked down at her, his lust-filled eyes gleaming points of light blue steel, as he told her, "Now… baby, you get to eat my cock! Turn your lips over your teeth… and make damned sure you don't try any funny stuff! You hurt me at all… and I'll knock your head off… understand?"

He took his hand away and guided his long thin cock to her lips. "Take it in your mouth!" he commanded.

"Oooohh, God! N-No!" she shuddered, attempting to turn her head aside.

One strong hand, the fingers entangled in her golden blonde hair, turned her head back straight; the other clamped hard on the muscles at the hinge of her jaw, forcing her mouth open… and before she could voice further objection. The Wunder Boy's cock was in her mouth. "Remember… what I told you!" he croaked, leering lewdly into her face.

Helpless in his grasp, she obeyed him abjectly, shielding her teeth by turning her lips over them, then ovaling them around the shaft of his prick. God! What else can I–I do?

It was, surprisingly, silky soft, almost rubbery in her mouth, and there was a tangy flavor that seemed not at all unpleasant… but she was revulsed with the unnaturalness of it.

"Use your tongue… now!" Wunder grated.

Experimentally, Lois ran her tongue, swirlingly, around the throbbing corona and felt the erotic shock of it in him, as his cock's head pulsed, expandingly, inside her mouth.

Then, with short, slow strokes, be moved it in and out of her lips, shoving in a little more of his long, thin length with each deliberate movement. As more and more of his shaft was absorbed into her mouth and throat, she gagged… but there was no escaping it; he just kept moving, steadily, paying no attention to her distress.

"You'll get used to it!" he growled, finally. "You can start doing some sucking on it… and before you're through it's going to be going right down your throat!"

God! How m-much more of it… c-can I take…?

Below, Mickey had been pounding into her so hard, that she could do nothing, but now her whole body was responding to the two men. She began to move up against him, wanting to take all of him deep into her lust-incited cunt. She couldn't help it. She wanted it… wanted to be fucked hard and deep. Then, she was conscious that her throat was relaxed and she was beginning to take Bill Wunder's cock as deeply into her mouth and throat as Mickey's outsize prick was storming into her needful cunt. Sexual rapture was overwhelming her, as she sucked and licked, wildly, at the huge presence in her mouth, at the same time as her hips rose to take all of the bearded gang leader's cock into her throbbing cuntal sheath.

On the bed, at the other end of the trailer, Terry, who had been licked to steaming readiness by Stan Brewster, while at the same time she had sucked Harry Williams' massive cock to pulsating white heat, shifted her position. Straddling Harry's helpless body, she reached back to guide his long thick shaft to the tender, young orifice of her pussy; then dropping her weight down on him, she absorbed his titanic cock to its full length and breadth. "Oh… My God!" she gasped with surprise, as she realized the true enormity of it. "Damn! You are big!" Then, as she began to work her hips, forcing her cunt to ride up and down that great shaft she had absorbed, she turned passion-filled eyes to Stan and murmured, "If you hitch yourself around… so I can get at you… I'll suck you off… at the same time!"

Stan had been terribly worked up by his licking and sucking at her moistly pink cunt… but that was all he could do. Both he and Harry were at the mercy of her sexual whims… and he had been disappointed when she had crawled over to impale herself on Harry's big cock. Needless to say, he began squirming and snaking his body upward in the bed until, she could lean down to capture his hard, lancing cock in her mouth. God! She was an expert! Her tongue, inside her mouth, drove him wild as she licked and sucked at the same time, her head beginning to bob, as her whole body undulated, up and down on Harry's rock-hard prick.

As Peeper Martin gored into her, from behind, ramming his cock hard and deep into her, Vivian knew that she was hanging on the edge of her orgasm. She had to have more… to make her cum.

Hissing back over her shoulder, she told him, "God damn it… do something more! Shove your finger in my behind!"

"Okay… baby! Here goes!" Martin grunted, and without preparation, he searched out the tiny, crinkly-fleshed opening in the crevice of her slaving buttocks, shoving his middle finger deep into the warm sponginess of her rear passage.

Vivian groaned aloud. "That's it!" Instinctively, she writhed away from it… but as the pleasure-pain of it enhanced the ecstasy of her coupling, she screwed her hips back at him. "Come on, now… and fuck me hard!" she demanded.

Martin jackhammered his cock into her, with wild excitement, feeling the bulge of his finger in her anus as it ballooned the separating tissues into her cuntal sheath.

… Then, suddenly, Vivian came, her body convulsing in orgasmic rapture. "I'm cummmmiiiiiinnnnnnng!" she screamed. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuugggggggghhhhhhhh!"