Patrick Murry - Sex In The Sticks

Her fist continued to pump and her cheeks collapsed inward as she formed a powerful vacuum, seeking to suck the sperm from his cock. After another series of firm caresses from her fist, working in close collaboration with her mouth, she groaned again, this time with even more obvious happiness. Pete's body gave another strong quiver and then he began working his prick back and forth, pumping it through her fist and into her throat. Soft, shuddering gasps of pleasure escaped from his lips as his cock swelled and jerked, pumping jet after jet of hot, sticky cum deep into the girl's throat.

"Hey, he's gonna drown her!" Sandy chuckled, watching with pleasure as Chato sucked and swallowed furiously.

Gina's eyes widened even further. Although she had seen both Pam and Ellen sucking the boys at the pool, that scene had none of the powerful, animal intensity of the way Chato sucked and mouthed Pete's heavy cock. The girl seemed to force the cum from him by brute strength. Gina groaned, a sound of misery, when she realized that her own clitoris was humming with angry, vibrant energy and that the sight – shameful though it was – had affected her far more deeply than she would ever have imagined.

"Yeah, it sorta gets to you, don't it?" Sandy asked with a throaty laugh. "Hard to watch a guy popping his nuts without wishing it was up your own cunt, hey?"

"Don't be ridiculous," Gina said after gathering her strength. "It wasn't anything like that!"

"Huh, I'll bet," Sandy sneered. "Why, I bet I could come over there and feel you and that snatch of yours would be dripping like a leaky faucet!"

Gina sniffed proudly and refused to answer. Her haughty disdain appeared to strike at a sensitive part of Sandy's mind, though Gina would not have believed that there was such a part. She scowled and rose to her feet. Coming over to the bunk, she glared down at the girl.

"You stuck-up little bitch, you're gonna fuck with me too much in about half a minute," she warned. "You keep sniffing and sticking that little nose of yours up in the air and I'll flatten it for you! Shit, Eddie or Joey wouldn't mind a bit if I wasted you! I just might do it too – maybe get my blade and slice them tits offa you. How'd you like that, if I cut 'em off and stuck one in each ear, huh?"

Gina closed her eyes and shuddered. She knew, better than she had ever known anything, that Sandy was fully capable of carrying out her threat.

"But you know something?" Sandy continued, looking down with a malicious smile that was even more disheartening. "I think I'm gonna learn you a lesson, little Girl Scout. Yeah, I think I'm gonna show you what a whore you are yourself, way down inside! Sure, I seen you watching Chato suck him off and I could tell it was bugging you – you'd like to give him a blowjob yourself, right? By the time I get through with you, you just might be sucking dicks for a living!"

"I… I don't know what you mean!" Gina protested. "That isn't true, any of it! I haven't been thinking those things, honest I haven't!"

"Shit, you can't even lie good!" Sandy sneered. "Here, you know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna show you that I'm right and you're wrong – I'll show you just what a slut you are!"

"What do you mean?" Gina cried out as the woman leaned over her. "I'm not that way, honest I'm not! What are you doing to me? Owww!"

Sandy had leaned over her and, with a quick, deceptive move, slipped her right hand between Gina's legs. She had caught the girl by surprise and now drove two of her fingers deep into the girl's cunt. As she had predicted, she found that the hole was hot and juicy.

"Huh, didn't bother you, huh?" she grunted, working her fingers around in the moist, clinging warmth. "Then why is your cunt in such a lather? Ahh, that brings a new look to your face, huh? Yeah, you're digging it! Get ready, baby, I'm gonna make your cream run all over the place! I'm gonna fingerfuck you till your pussy hasn't got a bit of feeling left in it!"

Gina writhed helplessly at the woman's expert touch. A portion of her mind rebelled at the perverted caress, which all her training and rearing had conditioned her to regard as abhorrent. Nevertheless, Sandy's fingers had a knowing skill which quickly overwhelmed her mind's defenses. Before she fully realized what was happening, Gina felt a surging rush of sensual delirium sweeping over her body, turning it into a plaything entirely at Sandy's command. Her lips parted, forming a silent "Oh!" of surprised delight, and her thighs convulsively closed about the woman's hand. Her hips flexed upward and she began thrusting against the deliciously exciting hand.

"Yeah, you just can't hold it back, can you?" Sandy sneered. "You might come on like Miss High 'n Mighty, but when you've got a fire burning in your cunt you're just like everybody else! Come on, honey, fuck it! Let that feeling go, baby, let it happen! Fuck that hand, damn you, and let the juice roll outta your cunt!"

"Mmmm! Ooohh!" Gina moaned, twisting and rolling on the narrow bunk. "Anngghh! It's too much, I can't stand it, I've got to… arrgghh! Mmmm!"

"Yeah, you got it now!" Sandy muttered tensely. "Dig in there, baby, grind it out! Come on, you wop bitch, fuck that hand! Do it, you whore!"

"Owww! Unngghh!" Gina cried, arching her back and panting furiously.

Even Pete watched the shameful display. Gina's cries amply testified to her excitement and the ensuing power of her climax. She trembled mightily, shaking from head to foot, and then fell back on the bunk with a low, whimpering groan of satisfaction.

"Yeah, and you said you was such a straight arrow!" Sandy sneered. "Shit, you was coming as soon as you felt the finger going in the hole! What a pile of horseshit you are!"

"What kinda cunt's she got on her?" Joey asked, looking up from his conversation with Felton. "That thing worth bothering with?"

"It's hot enough and juicier than most," Sandy told him. "Feels pretty tight too. Whoever was fucking her before, he must not have had a very big cock on him. I bet you could make her howl like a baby if you got that cunt-stuffer of yours rammed up her!"

"Good God, do you have to torture her?" Pete cried out, sensing what was coming up. "Why can't you just leave her alone? She hasn't done anything to hurt any of you!"

"Now what do you know about any of this, ranger boy?" Sandy demanded, whirling around to face him indignantly. "Why don't you keep out of it? You wasn't screwing her anyway, so why not let Joey have a go at her if he's hot to try something fresh? Shit, maybe I owe it to her, I don't know – maybe I ought to do the silly bitch a good turn and get her turned on to good, first-class fucking and sucking!"

"Hey, you for real?" Joey asked, betraying some interest in Sandy for the first time since Gina had seen him. "You really gonna turn that chick on? Learn her about all that stuff?"

"Why not?" Sandy asked, grinning wickedly. "Hell, in twenty or thirty years she might look back and thank me for it!"

"Don't hold your breath!" Gina muttered. "You can't be serious!"

"Can't I? You'd better think about that again," Sandy told her. "Shit, we've got a couple of days here at least, maybe more unless Eddie decides to split right away. Why the hell shouldn't I do it? It'd be a good way to pass off the time, huh? How about it, Chato? You up for turning Miss High 'n Mighty here into a prick lover?"

"Sure, I don't care," the girl said with a careless shrug. "Might do her good, who knows?"

"Please, don't do this to her!" Pete asked, wrenching himself into an upright position. "She hasn't done anything to deserve this kind of treatment; she's not the kind of girl who… who ought to be treated that way!"

"What the fuck do you know about it?" Sandy sneered. "You didn't even have balls enough to try screwing her yourself! You stay out of it!"