Harry Stevens - Hot to trot daughter

"God, Arnie, where'd you find this bitch?" one of them asked in wander.

"You guys aren't gonna believe this," Arnie answered.

"Are you kidding?" The speaker gestured toward Sally, who was now spread eagled on the floor, fingering her jism-drenched ass and pussy and tasting the results. "Nothin' I heard about this chick would surprise me after this. Why, she a nun or something?"

"Almost as far-out," Arnie grinned. "You know that little twerp, Gordy Powell?"

The others nodded with recognition.

"Well, get this. This chick claims to be his sister."

A chorus of laughter filled the barracks. It seemed that Sally's brother had a reputation in the camp as being hopelessly square.

"What a waste," somebody snorted. "Man, if I had a sister like this, I'd fuck her every chance I got. Look at her. She's just been fucked by seven guys and she's got half her hand stuck up her cunt. I'll bet Gordy Powell doesn't even know what it's for."

Sally heard them. "Bastards!" she shouted. "Leave my brother out of this?"

"You ever spread your legs for that little wimp?" one of the counselors taunted.

Sally yearned to put him in his place with the truth. But she knew if she revealed that she and Gordy fucked all the time, the counselors would never leave him alone. The ragging he would have to take would be unmerciful.

Sally got to her knees, cupping her tits and once again offering her body to the counselors. "Forget about my brother and fuck me some more," she told them. "I've only pulled your train one way. I thought I signed on for a round trip."

It worked.

"Oh, man, this chick is just too damn much!" Arnie exclaimed, stroking his suddenly jutting cock. "I can't resist. Let's go around one more time, boys, and then let her brother have her, if that's what she wants."

Sally smiled inside. She had out bluffed them. Now all she had to do was fuck them all again. It would be easy.

She went to the nearest bunk and reclined. One legs was up, the other draped over the side. Her cunt was pulled apart, the blonde hair bristling as pussy juice and left-over cum leaked down her dangling thigh.

Sally looked around the room. Seven hard-ons greeted her.

"Who's first?" she asked.

Somebody came to her. She took him on top of her, scissoring her legs around his waist as his stiff cock plunged into her open twat. Their hips started to move and their asses rolled.

As they fucked, Sally relaxed and let whatever was going to happen go ahead and happen. While the hard-on in her cunt sawed away, she felt a tickling sensation inside her. It grew, until finally it became wonderfully unbearable, as though there were a feather swishing within her womb.

The match-up was perfect. As Sally climaxed with a shiver, the man fucking her shot his wad. Hot cum poured into the pit of her cunt. The jizz that wasn't sponged up by the thirsty tissues of her pussy bubbled to the surface and oozed down her thighs. The drained prick withdrew. The first fuck was over.

The second stud was more energetic than the first. He was the kind who liked to drill with his tool rather than just stroke. Since his dick was extraordinarily long, Sally swore that she could feel its head bumping against the base of her spine. Within a couple of minutes. Sally and her partner were coming simultaneously. The sweet aroma of his syrupy cum reached her nostrils and made them flare as the latest discharge of jism between Sally's legs splashed both inside and outside of her tireless cunt.

Number three was an ass-fucker from the word go. He jammed his cock up Sally's shit-pit, and kept on gouging until both he and his partner were moaning with orgasm. The sticky cum he spurted seemed to bind the two like glue, and at last, there was too much of a good thing, and the excess cum forced them apart.

The fourth cock returned to the well-worn groove of Sally's cunt. She lifted her legs high in the air, then tilted them over her head, grabbing her ankles and holding on as she was fucked. The prick splitting her pussy used every inch of its length for its thrusts. After a dozen or so ten-inch surges, Sally was coming again. The jism gushed into her after a final lurch of the hard-on in her twat.

The next fucker was more than just a cock attached to a body. As Sally felt herself shafted once more by a plunging dick, fingers and lips busied themselves all over her naked body. She was roughly soul-kissed. Her nipples were pinched into miniature spikes. And best of all, while the prick in her cunt pounded away, a whole fist barged its way into her asshole and thrillingly brutalized her. At the end of her fifth fuck within mere minutes, Sally found herself coming two ways at once as the molten jizz scalded the depths of her pussy and knuckles bruised the ultra-sensitive lining of her asshole.

The sixth guy saw what the last guy's fist had done to Sally's asshole, and picked that gaping opening to engulf his eager cock. The hole was temporarily so large that for once an ass-fuck wasn't excruciatingly tight. Without the normally intense friction that a woman is used to when she takes a cock in her ass, Sally had to wait until the cum hit her bowels before her senses exploded in orgasm. It was sloppy, but nobody was complaining.

Number seven was the last but not the least. For the first time Sally noticed a face. Arnie. She had come full circle.

"Fuck me, Arnie," Sally cooed as if they were alone and be was her special lover.

"Jesus, I don't believe you're for real," Arnie gulped, his stiff prick in his hand as he fit himself between Sally's gaping legs. "I've got to hand it to you. I've never seen a chick put out the way you have tonight."

"What's the matter, lover, am I too much woman for you?" Sally teased, flexing her cunt so that it resembled an erotic wound.

Arnie just shook his head in awe. "I'll never forget you," he promised as he passed the knotty crown of his prick between the flared gates of Sally's wide-open cunt.

As he penetrated, Sally lifted her ass and drove back at him, sucking his cock within her. Their hips started to move in tandem, rocking and rolling in the classic fucking motion. The squishing of his pumping prick in her spasming cunt filled the room.

Sally threw everything she had into it.

Her ass was a wonder of movement, driving by her hips so that each cheek was grating independently. The cock inside her cunt wasn't just swallowed up, but chewed. Arnie would tell his pals later that he'd sweat on a stack of Bibles that she had teeth inside her pussy.

The only negative thing about the fuck was that it didn't last long enough. It couldn't with the tremendous, female pressure being applied to Arnie's prick. He had to come. He couldn't hold it.

The jizz arrived in a geyser. Anticipating it at just the right instant, Sally yanked Arnie's straining dick from her cunt and aimed it at her head. As if it were a hose with which she was watering a bed of flowers, she drew the hard-on down her naked body as it spurted, first drenching her face, then her tits, her belly, her crotch, and then back up again so she could suck up the final drops with her mouth.

At last it was over. Coated inside and out with cum, Sally had earned the respect of every man in the room. She had never been so proud of being a woman.

Sally snuggled in the sleeping bag, dreaming sweet dreams of raw sex. She was being fucked in every hole, the cum spurting into her. Without the boundaries of real life, there was nothing to make it stop. The jizz just kept on flowing and she just kept on coming. For someone like Sally it was the perfect way to recuperate.

The counselors had made it easy for Sally. After they had gang-banged her, they had arranged for her to slip undetected into Gordy's bunk by rousting the campers for a midnight wild-goose chase. A snipe hunt they called it. Without warning, the campers were awakened and mobilized to scour the countryside for a nonexistent bird they were supposed to club with flashlights and stuff into gunny sacks. After leading their charges into the middle of nowhere, the counselors abandoned them, leaving them to catch on to the prank and find their way back to camp on their own. It was camp tradition that would have occurred sooner or later anyway, but Sally's presence provided the perfect excuse to pull it off tonight.