Peter Jenkins - Drugged into sin

"Nancy, come here," he commanded.

A second later, an older dark haired girl came into the room and walked to the bed.

"Yes sir," she answered. "Anything at all that I can do for you?" she laughed.

"Take care of that young man being held against the wall, while I fuck his precious little girlfriend silly here."

"It would be my pleasure," she answered.

She moved across the room to where Jimmy was being held and slowly and tantalizingly ran her hand over his hardened manhood beneath his trousers.

"Uuummmm, he's very large and very hard," she murmured. "This I will enjoy."

Christine lifted her head from the bed horrified while she watched the other girl begin to fondle Jimmy until he began to squirm against her touch. He was being driven out of his mind. He could feel the hands on his shoulders begin to loosen as she increased her ardent fondling of his penis. He could feel the warmth of her hands through his trousers and as much as he tried to fight it, he could feel his penis begin to throb and jerk with each further caress.

Slowly she let her fingers pull at the fly of his trousers and unzip the confining material. His cock jerked against the cotton of his shorts and ached to be freed. She let her fingers reach inside and gently pull out his pulsating phallus until it jerked upwards against his belt. She watched it fascinated for a moment as it bobbed up and down, completely in her power. Finally she loosened the belt of his pants and let them fall to the floor. She took his throbbing young cock in her hands and rubbed it sensuously, up and down, slowly pulling the foreskin back and forth as if it were soft, resilient rubber.

He could feel the pressure building in his loins as this strange girl played with his prick. At the same time he was watching with horrified fascination the gyrations that Christine was going through trying to get Price to finally screw her. The lewd combination was exciting him as he had never been excited before.

Finally the girl dropped to her knees and placed her mouth near his pulsating rod, blowing her hot breath over it temptingly. He tried to force his hips forward towards her mouth in a desperate effort to force her to take his tortured rod inside and suck it until the blood-filled head would explode. But, she was too clever for that, she knew how to prolong his agony and worked to that end.

Slowly she let her tongue run over the tender underside of his penis, breathing heavily, enveloping his manhood with her warm saliva. Her tongue slithered up and down his young, but immense cock, never quite taking it completely into her mouth. She was driving him out of his mind, and she knew it.

While she continued her tantalizing, Price was still working furiously on Christine. He withdrew his fingers from her hot, wet vagina and began to run his mouth over every part of her body, pausing briefly for a moment on her belly before he let his lips wander down further towards her now hungrily throbbing pussy.

His tongue licked her soft, pliant flesh, pushing little indents into it with each stab of his tongue. She quivered under his caress and tried to force her hips up towards his mouth in a desperate effort to quell the raging fire between her widespread legs. Price chuckled softly at her efforts and taunted: "I'll get to you when I feel like it. Meanwhile, you may as well relax and enjoy it, pussycat!" And he laughed out loud.

There was nothing that she could do to force his head and his wet, snaking mouth down between her loins. Her vagina ached with desire and she longed to be filled with manhood, at this point it didn't matter whose as long as she could feel it bury into her and make her cum as she had never cum before.

His tongue licked temptingly at the lips of her vaginal slit, but he did not venture any further than that for several minutes. He sucked furiously at the soft wet lips, and let his tongue tickle the hard bud of her clitoris until she was actually bucking and jerking uncontrollably on the bed.

"You want it, baby, you want it?" he teased between the wet lickings of his lips.

"Please… Please…" she begged. "I want it! I want you to fuck me! Someone fuck me!" she moaned.

One of the men who had been holding Jimmy volunteered, "I'll fuck her, boss. I'll fuck her good and proper. Can I fuck her?" he pleaded, for his own cock was throbbing nervously inside his pants.

Price lifted his head from her cunt for a moment and answered, "I'll let you know when you can get on her. Lay off, right now I'm having my fun. If you're so damn anxious, why don't you bugger the kid next to you," he said sneering at Jimmy, who was writhing desperately under the wildly sucking lips of the older girl.

Nancy was working her mouth up and down on the young boy's prick, pulling hard on the head as she withdrew her lips from around the fleshy, erect staff.

He felt himself going out of control and he knew that he could not hold back much longer or he would explode. His eyes were no longer fastened on Christine and Price, but solely on the oval-shaped mouth that was working so furiously down on his throbbing cock. He thrust his hips forward towards her open mouth, pushing his rod deep down into her throat until she almost choked.

"Hold it a minute, buddy," she sputtered. "I'm not the grand canyon, and you're not exactly under developed, you know."

The crudeness of her language only excited him more and he knew that his pulsing penis was about to burst. With one final effort he pushed deeply into her mouth and his hips began to jerk violently as he felt the flood of his sperm empty into the very depths of her throat and trickle wetly out the sides of her mouth.

"God, aaagggghhhhh, I'm cumming," he panted as his hips thrust forward in a final stab and he felt himself growing limp inside the grip of her lips.

She held his limp prick tight until his final spasmodic contraction and then at last let it fall limply out of her mouth as she fell exhaustedly to the floor.

"Nice work, Nance," Price called from the bed. "You do good work. In fact, you do your best work on your knees!" And he laughed again.

His mouth now was enveloping every fold of Christine's vagina, his tongue was stabbing deep into the channel of her cunt and she was begging for him to make her cum!

"I can't stand it anymore, have pity… fill me, fill me with your prick," she gasped. Slowly Price began to move up her body until he could feel his own penis jerking and throbbing between her wide spread thighs, inviting him into the depths of her tight, contracting pussy.

He knew that she was desperate and that she wanted to be fucked more than anything else in the world right at this moment, but he derived some sadistic pleasure from making her beg for it, and he was not about to let her have her way just yet.

She could feel the weight of his body as it moved up on her and she thought that he would take her at last, but he had other ideas.

Jimmy was limp and the men that had been holding him let him fall slowly to the floor as they began to masturbate themselves in order to gain their own personal satisfaction.

Price looked up and saw that both Jimmy and Nancy were lying crossways on the carpet and he shouted, "Bring him over here. I'm not through with him yet either!" Quickly the men grabbed his shoulders again and dragged him to the bedside, throwing him carelessly over Christine's prostrate body.

"Pull him up so his cock hangs in her face," he commanded, and the men jumped to obey him.

Jimmy opened his eyes and let them wander over the body that he had thought was so virginal and pure when he first took her, but now he was beginning to understand why she had been so afraid and so hesitant about taking him home. He wondered just how she got mixed up with this kind of man, but his mind was too full of other things to really comprehend the whole situation.