Robert Vickers - Summer in bondage

She wanted more.

She began thrusting her hips back to meet his every thrust. She had to take him full bore or it wouldn't be any good. The friction had to warm her guts all the way to her belly.

Her body trembled and her tits jiggled around under her chest. When Sara began to fondle them, Summer moaned aloud. "Aggh! Ohhhh, that's so nice!"

"I knew you'd be liking it, honey. It's just the thing to get a nice three way love orgy going. Good old Larry is back there, his dong driving in and out with that hideously obscene noise, is only the start. I'm the second course!"

Summer relaxed a little, but not much. She couldn't let go with Larry methodically fucking her from the rear. Luckily, he had decided to stuff himself into her cunt. She wouldn't have been able to bear it if he'd decided to fuck her ass. Her rear passage was still in bad shape from the multiple butt rapings she'd received.

Her mind drifted as she was filled with Larry's cock. Sara's sucking on her tits gave her a mellow feeling. She was drifting and thinking of all the things that had happened to her since Bill's death.

Raped by her stepfather. Raped up the cunt and up her ass by the trucker calling himself Big Dick. Then the sandwich fucking by Fred and Burt.

Fred still recalled pleasant memories for her. He was a nice enough guy. She figured he might be all right if he was ever separated from his partner.

The Gold Dust Twins, she mentally tagged them. Yeah, Fred was an okay sort. He might be just the kind of man she was searching for. He was a good cocksman. He could satisfy her. And it seemed that he was a lot more gentle than his partner. Burt was crude and probably got off more on the fact he was giving her a hell of a beating up the asshole than the physical pleasure of fucking her.

And now she was tied up with these two. Larry and Sara had seemed such a staid, painfully middle-class couple when she met them. She figured she had a free ticket all the way to Chicago. It didn't work out that way. They were dope smugglers.

Was everyone on the highway a pervert or criminal of some sort? She was beginning to wonder. Was it bad luck or the rule of the road? Summer didn't kid herself about how long she'd last with Larry and Sara. They'd have to dump her soon. And it might not be pleasant when they did.

Dope smuggling was a big rap. They could do a long stretch – longer for it than for murder. What was a little digging, a shallow grave filled with a runaway eighteen-year-old girl they'd used sexually compared to possible kidnapping charges?

She didn't kid herself. They'd get rid of her simply because they wouldn't want witnesses around.

Until then, she was going to enjoy the feel of Larry's cock corkscrewing its way into her cuts. And Sara's warm, wet mouth on her tits was exciting in the extreme.

Her entire body began to quiver. She felt weak and watery in the muscles. It was taking its toll on her, having her cunt fucked while the woman tongued and sucked at her nipples.

"Feeling a little woozy, huh?" said Sara. "Let's just give you something extra to do!"

She quickly repositioned herself on the bed. She leaned back against the headboard. She spread her legs wide to reveal the bush and lewdly exposed snatch to the girl. The position Sara was in put her pussy inches away from Summer's face.

Sara stuffed a couple pillows under her butt. She was raised up enough to cram her twat into Summer's face.

"Go on, honey. Start sucking! I want to feel your tongue swirling around inside my twat."

The girl hesitantly obeyed. It was going to require her to move forward a bit more. She leaned forward and found immediately that Larry's driving piston of pleasure entered her cunt in a slightly different, way. It stimulated her in a different way. He touched a part of her cunt that he'd been missing before with his long, powerful strokes. She could even feel his cock expand with added lust at the new angle of penetration.

She thrust out her tongue and lightly touched the woman's pussy mound. The hair was still wet from their first lovemaking. Summer tasted the residue of cunt juice and saliva from her previous licking and lapping of Summer's cunt.

"Ooooow, that's great. Do it to it!" Encouraged, Summer began to lick more avidly. The smell of musk turned her on in a strange way. It wasn't the thrill she got out of being fucked. It wasn't the excitement she felt when she sucked cock. It was – different.

Her tongue stabbed out. She parted the sex lips and began working up and down the red channel of the woman's sex. The juices trickling out began to flow faster and faster. The thin oils thickened as Sara's passion mounted.

Summer knew the woman was responding. The meek little clit was poking up. It made a pink little bump at the end of the turgid flaps.

She made sure she gave it all the oral attention she could. She gave the little pillar of sex all the tongue lashing she could. Sara was gasping in delight. Stabs of carnal electricity volted through her body and exploded in her belly. She was filled with the utmost desire to have the teenager's tongue crammed all the way up her twat.

"Tongue fuck me, damn you, tongue fuck meeeee!"

Summer was having a hard time concentrating on anything. The feel of the cock moving in and out of her twat made her dizzy. She wanted to relax and let Larry fuck her slowly. That would have robbed her of the added pleasure of eating Sara out, though.

"Ummm, good," she mumbled licking her lips free of every drop of love juice.

"Atta girl, baby, keep it up. Keep that cunt of yours tight and hot around my rod and give Sara all the tongue she wants, and we'll be good to you!"

Larry laughed. It wasn't a pleasant laugh. But Summer didn't care. She was too lost in her own sexual activity. She was warmed and filled with his fucking prick. She felt the plug of flesh driving into her manhole. Cunt juice leaked out around it. Dribbling down her leg, the tickly sensation aroused her passions as much as anything else.

And in front of her face was a wide-spread pussy. She kept her tongue moving in and out of Sara's hole. The velvety walls were rippling with emotion now. It wouldn't be long before she brought the woman off.

It wouldn't be long before she climaxed herself.

She worked down the sex gash and back along the sensitive cunt-mound, then to the asshole.

When she stuffed her tongue into Sara's asshole, the woman came.

"ATIIEEEEE! I'm coming! Ohhhh!" Her body quaked with orgasm. She shook as if she had some erotic form of palsy. She was lacked in the throes of her own sexual enjoyment.

Summer didn't realize that tonguing the woman's asshole would produce such a reaction.

She kept her tongue there. She looped it around in wet circles, then shoved it deep into the shit-chute again. Sara went berserk with another orgasm.

Cunt juice flowed out and all over Summer's face. Its thick, syrupy texture covered her cheeks and nose. She removed her tongue from Sara's ass long enough to lick away some of the product of the woman's lust.

With Sara gasping and limp as a dish rag, Summer was able to think again about what was happening behind her. She felt Larry's hairy thighs rubbing against the pillows of her buttocks. He rubbed up and down in an attempt to stimulate her as much as he could.

He succeeded.

She gasped as she felt a particularly long thrust all the way up her tunnel of love. Her cunt burned with the heat of the prick's passage. The juices lubricating her steamed off from the friction.

She came.

She wasn't able to cry out as she wanted to. Her face was again buried in Sara's snatch. The teenager rocked and sobbed through the ice and iron grip of orgasm.

When she drifted back to the world of the motel room and Larry and Sara, nothing had changed.