Robert Vickers: Raped Captives

She loved the taste of prick. She couldn't get enough of it. Her lips softly caressed the sides of his cock, and then her tongue roughly slithered along the same terrain until she had erased every single fold of loose flesh. His cock was as hard and throbbingly alive as it could get.

Bobbing her head up and down, she began face fucking herself. At the same time, she felt the man's mouth working eagerly at her pussy. They were locked in the classic sixty-nine position, and it worked beautifully for both of them. On their sides, they could look into the mirrors on the walls.

Lynda saw every single detail of what was happening. Jerry's head vanished between her soft thighs and he avidly ate her cunt. She could see her own reflection taking the thick stalk of his cock into her ruby lips. Closing her lips in a tight ring around his cock, she started sucking for all she was worth. She saw her cheeks go hollow under the pressure she exerted. Her head snapped forward, and she felt the rubbery tip of his cock bounce off the roof of her mouth.

Swallowing hard, she gobbled up his entire cock. It rested hotly in the tight confines of her throat. She was no Linda Lovelace but she knew how to take a man's cock-all of it.

"God, honey, that's fantastic," she heard him cry out. "Give it to me. Give it all to me!"

She swallowed so that her Adam's apple would bob up and down. This massaged his cock on the most sensitive portion. Needing that, feeling as if she would gag any second, the blonde cock eater pulled back. Her teeth lightly stroked the sides of his prick as it left her mouth. Ugly red welts were left behind, but she quickly soothed them with her dancing tongue.

She licked and sucked and tongued as fast as she could. The sexual forces inside her belly were threatening to drive her insane with lust. The feel of the man's hot tongue, fucking her pussy helped. The way his nose raked along her cunt lips turned her on in a big way. But it was the way he sucked at her tiny little clit that finally got her off.

She blasted into a sexual orbit, flying and diving as the winds of ecstasy blew through her body. She didn't even know how hard she was sucking on his prick. She was totally lost in the wonder of the orgasm crushing her in its ice and iron grip.

The cock pulsed hotly against her lips and she tasted the bitter drop of pre-come beading at the tip. This was the tip-off that the man was about ready to get his rocks off. She hastened to suck and tongue his prick even more. She wanted as much of this meaty, tasty cock as she could get before the hot flood of his jism jetted forth.

The increased activity on the end of his cock caused the man to tongue-fuck her pussy with longer, more powerful strokes. She could feel his jaw strain to drive his tongue ever deeper. The cracking sounds told her he wouldn't be able to keep it up for much longer.

As she toyed with his balls, she felt them tumbling and lurching inside. This was all the trigger he needed. The first blast of his come arched past her tongue and spattered into her tonsils.

This wasn't the way she wanted it. She had to taste his creamy man seed. Her tongue shoved into the widening slit at the end of his cock. This allowed her to smear every single drop of his jism across her tastebuds. The salty, tangy taste of his came thrilled her.

Sucking even harder, she began face-fucking herself again. She knew this would milk his balls of every last drop of that precious come.

And it did.

As his prick went limp, she straightened out one leg and thrust it into the air. This tightened up her own crotch and magnified the effects of the man's tongue working all along her cunt lips. She felt the delicious shivers of impending climax stalk her. When she finally cut loose and came, the entire bed shook with her reaction.

"Iieeeee!" she shrieked. "This is tooooooo muuuuuuch!

His hands gripped firmly at her quivering flesh

to hold her in place. He didn't want her dancing away from his questing tongue. He continued to torture her with his licks and tongue strokes until she got off twice more. Sliding his tongue up and down along the tiny erectile spire of her clit made her come a last time.

This was the most potent orgasm of them all. She screamed unabashedly, her body vibrating with lust.

As she collapsed to the softness of the bed, relaxing and studying the picture she saw reflected in the mirrors around the bed, she smiled.

"That was good, Jerry. Damned good." "Likewise. But you know something?"

"You want to do it again?" she said hopefully.

He laughed, looking at his shrunken cock. There wasn't a chance in hell of him getting another boner any time soon. She had sucked him off too well for that to happen.

"Nope, not that. Least ways, not for a while: But the lights are out in the store."

"So that means the building's locked up for the night. We're locked in."

She sighed, then said, "I can think of worse places to be." Her fingers showed him how true that was.

"Ummm, that was great," sighed Lynda, curled up next to Jerry. The man's strong body moved slightly against her and she craned bet neck around to look at him. The glow in her eyes masked her tiredness. He had screwed her silly-and she was tired. But if he wanted to have another go at fucking, she wasn't about to tell him no.

"Yeah, but we'd better see about getting out of here. I know they've got alarms all over the place but those are just for robberies. If we triggered

one, we would be in bigger trouble than we are now."

"So why should we worry about getting out?" she asked. "Let's just stay here and be nice and cheerful looking when everyone shows up in the morning."

"You mean stay here and fuck all night long?"

"Sure!"

The man hesitated. She could tell the idea appealed to him. As long as they didn't, do anything they weren't likely to set off any hidden alarms. Lynda didn't know for sure but she didn't think there were any armed guards that patrolled the empty department store. She was positive the store didn't use guard dogs. They'd had problems with the dogs pining on everything in sight.

"Come on, Jerry, why not stay here? The people would show up in the morning and it would just seem like we got here early. I could stay hidden until the customers came.

"But my clothes are wrinkled," he protested. She thought he was just making up excuses. Her heart wasn't in arguing this point.

"So get some new ones. We're in a whole goddamn department store. We can go on a shopping spree that'll last all night long!"

"But we'd have to pay for the stuff we took."

"So we just borrow the stuff for the evening," she said persuasively. "I've had my eye on some of that fancy lingerie downstairs for a long time.

Wouldn't you like to see me model it for you?" "The baby-doll nightie?"

"That, too, but I was thinking more of the black net stockings and garter belt."

"What else?"

"Nothing else," she said. And she knew he was going to give in then. The faint twitch in his prick told the entire story. "Come an, Jerry, let's get moving. We're wasting precious time!" She grabbed his hand and pulled him off the bed, intent on getting downstairs as fast as she could before his cock decided to go back to sleep.

"Shit, Jackie, we got locked in this damned place. I told you we shouldn't have taken so long in the restroom.

"Don't sweat it, Christine. There's got to be an emergency exit."

"But that'll set off an alarm or something."

So we'll be long gone before anyone comes. Or we can stand around and point and tell any cops that show up that the people escaping from this dump went down the Street. Hell, I don't know how they could have locked us in like this."

Jackie stood in front of a side door, hesitant about opening it. A sign proclaimed that the door was alarmed. Just as Christine started to push past her, the handle of the door jiggled a little. A