Jeff Collins - Hot young stuff

But they were not about to come just yet.

"Let's hold back and see how hot we can get her!" Sammy panted ominously. "Then let's, all blast off together."

"Ohhh, no, no! God, no!" Valerie cried out with dread anticipation. The stimulation even now was as much as her mind and body could stand. "I'll go out of my mind! I'll die!"

They paid no attention to her pleading. Instead, as Sammy had suggested, they held back until they could stand it no longer.

Roger came first. His body shuddered and then his ballooning prick began its jerkings. Valerie gagged and coughed as the rich streams of boiling jism flooded her mouth, her cheeks bloating and hollowing frantically, as she swallowed and sucked him dry.

While Roger was coming, Sammy went off in her cunt. She could feel his thick prick stuck in the depths of her belly, pumping a flood of his male juice in seemingly never-ending gushes from the tip of his wildly throbbing dick.

Valerie couldn't say whether it was Sammy's climax, or the shattering explosion of Bruno's cum into her asshole that triggered her own come. But around Roger's massive prick, still stuck in her throat, she let out a scream of rapture.

"Ohhhhh, God, I'm commminnng! Cooommminnnnng!"

Her lush body twisted from side to side in a dance of abandoned lust between the two sweat drenched boys as the orgasm of orgasms wracked her from her limbs to the drum-tight skin of her scalp. Never, never before in her young life had she known such stimulation. It proved to be far more than she could bear. Her eyes rolled back until only the white showed, her mouth dropped open and her body went slack. She lapsed into merciful unconsciousness.

How long she lay that way, bathed in sweat and cum oozing from her three openings, Valerie had no idea.

She came awake slowly, with soft, warm hands running a cool wash cloth over the fevered flesh of her body. She shivered slightly and the hands in creased their pace.

"You awake, honey?"

It was Eunice. Valerie mumbled.

"They sure did give you a good fuckin'," the girl said. "Jeez, ain't this fun, havin' all these guys lovin' us up like this?"

She's liking this! Valerie thought. Eunice actually thinks that the boys care about her! Oh, God, I'm trapped with a bunch of raping cocks and a moronic cunt!

But Eunice's hands felt good on her body.

"Listen," the smooth female voice said, "I want to relax you. Mmmmmm… make you real nice and warm and relaxed. I want to have you all night, want to dig my tits into yours, play with you… you know. Would you like that?"

"Eunice, Eunice, we've got to get out of here!"

"Oh, shit, honey," Eunice said, "you sound like George! We'll get out, when the weekend's over."

Oh, God, Valerie thought, we'll be dead by the time the weekend's over! My cunt will be stretched beyond repair!

She tried to relax, tried to get her thoughts in order, tried to invent some way to escape from this nightmare. But Eunice's skilled fingers were having an effect on her body. She could feel her clit filling with blood and the walls of her pussy start to juice as Eunice stroked her swollen tits.

Eunice noticed it, too. "Oh, honey, you gettin' a little hot again? You wanna do it with me?"

Valerie didn't answer. She could feel the flush of embarrassment creeping up her throat to her cheeks. This was a girl rubbing her titties, making her hot! The warm cunt juice was now dripping from between her throbbing lips, soaking her thighs. She didn't dare look down for fear Eunice would notice. Why is she doing this to me? She looked for an answer in Eunice's face. Her heart leaped with a spasm of fear. Eunice's tongue was slowly circling her already wet and glistening lips and her eyes were glinting hotly. She was enjoying herself, she was actually enjoying feeling her body!

"Eunice, do you… do you like doing it with a girl?"

"Honey, I just like doing it!" Eunice laughed. "With anybody!"

Valerie's mind was whirling. She was admitting to herself that Eunice was a welcome relief from the boys' prodding cocks.

With one of her hands, Valerie pushed Eunice's hands down to her pussy.

Eunice put her hand over the fleshy cunt mound and squeezed it gently. She pressed her fingers on either side of the silt until the cunt lips slowly opened into a pink slit. She laughed when Valerie inhaled sharply as she teased a finger into the open, moist gash, and finding the clit already throbbing, deliberately stroked it with the sharp edge of her fingernail.

As the fingers spread across her quivering belly and pressed firmly into her soft, warm flesh, Valerie could feel her muscles rippling with tiny, exciting little spasms. She desperately tried to lie still as the tantalizing sensations crawled up through her quivering belly into her tits, swelling them even more.

Then suddenly the reality of what she was about to do hit Valerie. "No, Eunice, don't!"

"I ate your pussy before," the girl whined, sounding hurt.

"I… I know, but that was different!"

"Why? Because I was gettin' it ready for a dick?" Eunice moved her hands up to Valerie's tits.

"No, it's just that… oh, Eunice, please stop it! We mustn't!" But she was already breathing heavily and she knew Eunice could hear it. The fingers tightened around her sensitive tit mound, tantalizingly caressing the full underside. Then, lifting the heavy, full globe, Eunice stretched it until the skin pulled tight. Then she let it drop, watching it quiver.

Valerie tried to pull away as Eunice's fingers reached for her other breast, her arm tight across her body. She tried to sit up, to push away from the exciting, voluptuous body. She slowly gave up, sinking weakly back onto the pillow.

"Oh, please, Eunice, don't," she whispered desperately. "It isn't right. We're both women. It isn't natural."

"Tell me you haven't thought of making it with a girl before, honey. Tell me you really want me to stop." Valerie couldn't say a word. "I thought so. I see it in your eyes, honey. Your sweet little pussy is so hot right now, the juice is just pourin' out of it!"

Valerie felt her face going red. It's true, she thought. I was thinking of making love to her, and her hands feel so good. I don't want to stop. Let her do what she wants. I want to love her. I want to love her beautiful body. I want to make love to Eunice so she can take away the sting of all the cocks that have fucked me.

Valerie shivered again and slowly buried her cheeks into Eunice's soft throat, as the girl's hands roamed possessively over her throbbing titties and trembling belly. She opened her mouth, licking and sucking Eunice's soft skin as she enjoyed the sweet pleasures rippling through her. She was trembling with anticipation now. There was no longer the revulsion of being made love to by another girl. She felt a thrilling desire to be raped as a hot passion flooded through her writhing body.

"Valerie, honey?"

"Yes?"

"You're beautiful."

Valerie opened her eyes to see Eunice's face above her. Then she was gently drawn beside her and embraced, just as a mother would do her infant. The contact of bodies made Valerie quiver as her tits merged and melted into softer ones. Eunice kissed her, gently at first, then with increasing passion.

A hot surge of desire shot through Valerie.

"You have a nice kiss, honey," the other girl breathed. "Your lips are so soft."

Valerie couldn't say a word and she felt like crying. She looked into Eunice's eyes and saw the lust blazing there. Eunice's hands moved slowly down to touch the cheeks of Valerie's ass. Her softness was wobbly and pliable and she worked her fingers into Valerie like she was molding clay. In the action, Eunice's big tits came plunging against hers and Valerie caught her breath.

The nipples were the most beautiful she had ever seen – even prettier than her own. They were puffy looking and there was a growth of baby-fine hair around their ridges. Valerie wanted to reach out and touch them and pull them to her mouth. Her nipples ached, longing to know how it would feel to be kissed by this female, to be rubbed against her ripe ones. She found herself reaching out and greedily fastening her hands around one pendulous globe. She took it in both hands and twisted it, churned it.