George Loomis: Three naughty girls

The girl sat slumped in the back seat, her body beautiful in its swelling curves, its total nakedness. Her face was set and dull, and she did not look up as the dark boy lifted her leg and set it, with bent knee, along the back of the seat. From the window, the three girls saw the long pink line of the girl's inner lips as the dark-red cunt hair parted slightly.

"She's beautiful," Anne whispered, and Coralee made a sound like a sob.

"What if we yelled for the cops?" Reina asked, her face bright with interest. "I want to see that guy fuck her, but I'm on her side, too."

Angie shivered. The itch between her cuntlips was so intense that she was about to come. She reached for Reina's hand and brought it between her spread thighs. Without taking her eyes from the scene in the yard, she whispered: "Fuck me! Real easy, now. Ohh, good baby! Good! Right on it!"

She began to come, suddenly holding on to the girl who was gently rubbing her clitoris, her itching, flowing labia, the wet portal of her cunt. In a trance of passion, she kissed Reina, open-mouthed, as they had done so often in the past, and the hot Mexican groaned in delight her long, slender tongue wrapped around Angie's.

There was a cry from under their window, and they hastened to peer out again, Angela pertly sated, Reina barely able to breathe for her heat and need.

The big boy had his face down between the redhead's thighs, and it we obvious that he was eating her cunt. The leg he had placed against the back seat was in the air, her right leg across his big shoulders. She we pumping furiously, obviously in the midst of a shattering come. The two boys were working on her, too, one leaning in to suck on one of her lovely boobs, now swollen with lust, and the taller of the two kissing her. The action of her cheeks and throat muscles showed that she was sucking his tongue.

"Good God!" muttered Coralee, her white panties pushed down her thighs, her fingers buried in her twat. "No wonder she's out of her mind!"

She suddenly laid her head on the window sill, and began to groan in low, gasping breaths. Reina, her own panties down, looked imploringly at Angie, who smiled and held the small girl around the shoulders, kissing her again while her wise fingers found the dark girl's streaming clit.

The tide of orgasm began to rise in Angela again, and she reached to one side blindly, fumbling with her free hand for her sister's slick pussy. But there was another, louder sound from outside, and the three girls left off their own passionate fumbling with each other to watch.

The girl in the back seat, her face slack in the wake of vented lust, was trying to keep her face turned away from the hard, demanding cock which the dark-haired boy was thrusting at her.

"Oh, please, not now!" she moaned. "Not yet! I don't even know you! I won't do it! I won't!" She was almost screaming, now, and one of the boys outside the car took her lower jaw in one big hand and squeezed hard.

"Get it open, baby!" he said. "No suck, no camper tonight!"

The dark boy who was standing up in the convertible took her long hair and pulled her face to his prick. His face was in a twisted grin of delight. "You lip it good, baby," he said, pulling her held-open mouth over the purple head of his cock. "And if you bite me, you won't have any teeth left to bite the net guy with!"

His cock was dark and rosy tan all along its rugged length; in the perfect light, Angie and the two teens could see the swelling veins, the hair growing inch up from the wide base of it. It went deep into the auburn-haired girl's throat, and she gagged once, then began to suck.

"Hey," one of the boys outside the car said admiringly. "Look at her go! She's sucked a cock before!"

The dark boy edged up and got his knees on the seat, then turned and leaned back, pulling the girl's head to him.

This time, she seemed to come to him willingly, and she knelt on knees and elbows, holding the thick cock with one hand, her concave cheeks showing that she was giving him a really eager blow job. Her eyes were closed, her long hair moved on the boy's thighs as her head went up and down, her big breasts jiggling with her effort. Behind her, one of the other boys had his hand between the globes of her ass, his face intent as he finger-fucked her.

There was a groan of pleasure from the boy in the car, and the girl's head waited faster, harder. Her throat muscles worked, and it was apparent that she was swallowing a load of cum, but not swallowing fast enough, for a long ml of milky white semen dribbled out of the corner of her moving, sucking mouth, and down the pumping cock.

Something good and exciting was happening to the girl, too, for she suddenly went rigid, bucked back against the probing fingers in her cunt, and lifted her head up in an unconscious tribute to the ecstasy of her orgasm. At the same time, the boy she had just sucked off opened his eyes, gave the unoccupied boy a wink, and clambered out of the back seat, into the front, where he could watch.

Immediately, this boy vaulted into the vacated spot, pulled the girl bodily away from his finger-fucking companion, and turned her so that her back was to him.

"Sit right down on it, baby!" he said thickly. "Here it is – old Charlie's cock, all charged up for you!"

He jerked at her thighs roughly, forcing her to get inside his legs, and Angela and the other two watchers saw that the girl, however willing or unwilling she might be, was hot beyond her capacity to resist. All the dark-red hair that grew below the top of her slit was nearly black with the wetness of her cum-juice, and her body went down and onto the cock – as big the one she had sucked, possibly bigger – in a hard slide, bouncing up as the girl's face twisted in pain.

"He hit bottom," Angie whispered fiercely. "Goddamn! What a sight!"

The third boy, the one whose fingers had been buried in the girl's pussy while she sucked off his friend, climbed into the back of the car and wedged himself between the joined couple and the back of the front seat.

"That's the stuff, Joe," the boy in the front seat said. "She can sure a hell suck!" He reached around his friend's naked and muscular ass and took one of the big, jiggling boobs in his hairy paw, squeezing it so hard that the nipple stuck out like a toy balloon about to burst.

The girl's screw was weaker, now, and the boy called Joe took advantage of her opened mouth to jam his cock into it.

It was a brutally lascivious sight. The girl was impaled at both ends, the cock of the boy on the seat going up into her like a pole through a scarecrow. The tall boy standing up held her head in both hands, making sure she would give him all the head he needed by moving her back and forth without regard to her breathing.

And the first boy, who had gone down on the girl and taken her first head job, was raising another hard-an, and showed his renewed interest by pulling brutally on the girl's soft, full titties.

Angela, in spite of the heat which kept sweeping trough her, found herself crying, and even the girls, now that they had worked off the first rough edges of their passion, were turning away from the window. There was a sudden flurry of sound from the outside, and the three looked.

The girl, now freed, was trying pull her bikini panties on again, and was having trouble. Cum was running down the inside of her thighs as well as streaking her chin and neck, and the boy in the front seat, the first of her tormentors, was trying to jam his finger into her aunt, now so slack that its red inner lips seemed almost to hang out.

She tried to smile, pushing the boy's hand away. "So I did all I said, and then some," she said bravely. "Can I go down to your camper, now, and take my bag?"

The dark boy threw back his head and laughed. "What do you say, Charlie?" he asked. "She's not the greatest cocksucker I ever had – how about her cunt?"