Harry Stevens - Hot to trot daughter

"No kidding. Ever pull a train?"

Sally didn't know what he was talking about, but told him, "Sure," anyway. Whatever it was, how bad could it be?

"Okay, tell you what, babe," the counselor chuckled. "After I get through coming in your mouth, you pull the train and I'll get you in to see this little Gordon Powell creep if that's what you want."

Sally indicated that it was a deal and then stepped up her cocksucking to get the first hurdle out of the way. Of course, she was eager to taste the cum too. She planned on swallowing every drop.

She quickly got her chance. The counselor's huge hard-on surged down her throat and erupted with a cascade of molten cum. Even his volume of jizz was abnormally large, but she managed to drink it all down.

The counselor was impressed. "You're the first chick who's ever been able to swallow every drop without gagging," he congratulated Sally. "Something tells me things are going to work out really fine. C'mon, we've got a train to catch."

Sally was on pins and needles, not knowing what to expect as she followed the counselor, who told her that his name was Arnie and that he was a second-team all-American at a big college in the South. Sneaking around the fringe of the camp, they finally came to a weather-beaten barracks where the counselors bunked. There were about six of them hanging around inside, all of them almost as big as Arnie. They jumped to attention when they saw Sally.

"Who's the chick, Arnie?" a human skyscraper asked.

The others just gawked. As Sally read the horniness in their expressions, she began to wonder if she was doing the right thing after all.

"This is Sally, boys," Arnie said. "She's gonna treat us to a train ride."

Just like that a fly unzipped, the jeans opening so fast that they seemed to come apart on their own. The blue-veined boner that surged a foot out in mid-air belonged to the giant who had spoken. His cock was even larger than Arnie's. The other hard-ons which quickly appeared nearly as large.

Suddenly Sally knew all too well what "pulling a train" was.

"This is a gang-bang, isn't it?" she said in a whisper.

"It ain't spin-the-bottle, baby," somebody laughed, and then they all closed in on her.

Arnie and someone else held Sally down, while a third monster stripped her by ripping her clothes to shreds.

"Who gets to fuck her first?" somebody whooped.

"I ain't waitin' for nobody!" came a defiant response.

"Me, neither," several men chorused.

"Then bury her, boys," Arnie laughed. "She's got more holes than one. Be my guest."

The cocks surrounded the sprawled and naked Sally like a circle of deadly spikes. There was nothing she could do but submit.

Resigned to her fate, Sally decided to face it with style. Leaning back on her elbows, she threw her legs apart and boldly opened herself up.

"Go ahead and fuck me!" she challenged. "All of you at once if that's how you get your kicks! Everywhere? Mouth, ass, cunt, tits! I want it all! Fuck me any place you can stick a cock, you damn animals!"

Just as she finished screaming, a huge cock surged into her open mouth. When it had completed its brutal thrust, wiry pubic hair was scratching Sally's lips.

Now a prick flattened against Sally's breastbone. Its owner roughly grabbed Sally's tits and squashed them against his jiggling tool, creating a makeshift cunt on her chest.

Down below, somebody lifted Sally's legs up in the air, stretching them in a wide V. Her pussy and asshole were gaping.

Like the horn of an enraged bull, an immense hard-on viciously gored Sally's ass. There was no warning, no preparation, no lubrication. Just an animalistic surge that threatened to tear Sally in two as the thick, long cock kept shoving until its barbed head was knifing into her guts. In addition to the savage dick in her ass, Sally could feel her own shit gurgling within like molten lava. It was an excruciating sensation. It also made her come on the spot.

Then there was her cunt. It was peeled open wide enough to take two cocks. This was exactly what happened.

Sally couldn't believe it. Two cocks were competing side by side inside her cavernous pussy to achieve the deepest penetration. And then – squish! – one cock popped ahead of the other and rocketed into the velvet glove of Sally's womb, while the other squirmed halfway down her cunt. Sally came again, the climax from her cunt intersecting with the one from her ass deep within her.

Sally was taking five cocks at once. There were two left. Blindly, she reached out for them, offering hand-jobs to the stragglers. They immediately accepted.

The pricks Sally gripped were so thick that she couldn't close her fingers around them. When she stroked them, it strained her wrist to travel the length of their shafts.

Counting Arnie, there had been seven guys in the barracks. Now Sally was servicing them all. Seven guys. Seven cocks. Sally was pulling the proverbial train up the steepest of grades and flying.

Climaxes bombarded her, coming from every direction at once. An army of cocks meant an army of orgasms.

The prick fucking Sally's mouth ramrodded down her throat. The one nestled against her chest rubbed the insides of her compressed tits raw. The hard-on fucking her asshole provided endlessly exquisite agony. In her cunt, two cocks continued to fight for dominance, taking turns at the right to her spasming womb. And in her pumping hands, meat was being beaten at a rate which blurred her clutching fingers.

Her vision blocked by the hairy crotch spread across her face, Sally closed her eyes and used her imagination to re-create the reality of her incredible performance. In her mind's eye she saw her naked body, stuffed with squirming cocks. She had to admit, she was beautiful!

She was also greedy. For cum. She yearned to bathe in it – inside and out.

Unable to speak with almost a foot of hard cock fucking her mouth, Sally boosted her thought waves to their highest frequency. Come, you bastards! she screamed mentally. Inside me! All over me! Now, you sons of bitches! Give me your hot, sweet cum!

She thrashed her hips. She squeezed every muscle. She sucked and writhed and flailed, doing anything and everything she could manage to make the pressure exerted by her jizz-starved body on the cocks of her seven lovers unbearable.

And then, suddenly, there were results. The prick stuffing Sally's mouth lurched an extra inch down her throat and shot its wad with a jackhammer thrust. Scalding cream poured in an unbroken stream into Sally's stomach, making her glow internally with its incredible heat.

When the first cock came it was like a trigger for all the others. They all strained at once, jumping with tell-tale expansion.

The hard-on in Sally's ass erupted, swamping her bowels, and it seemed to draw the cum from the two in her cunt.

Its spurting completed and its spunk swallowed, the dick in Sally's mouth withdrew. Her head freed, she lowered it just in time to take a faceful of jizz from the upper cutting boner fucking her tits.

Now Sally went to work mopping up, jerking off the two pricks in her hands. Her fists pistoned back and forth between the cockheads and the balls – up and down, up and down.

When they were ready to come, Sally bent the two pricks inward, aiming their heads like nozzles at her writhing, naked body. When they discharged, the hurtling cum splashed her with syrupy thwacks, splatting her bare flesh and then oozing down her body to collect in a hollow, nook, fold or crevice.

Slimy with the cum of seven cocks, Sally reared up from the floor, an obscene spectacle. She was screaming in joy, announcing to the universe that her fuck-ignited senses had propelled her above all else in creation.

The seven young men who had just gang-fucked her watched Sally with amazement.