Patrick Murry - Sex In The Sticks

"We ain't gonna untie him," Sandy remarked. "You just hunker down there beside him and start sucking. Ol' Mother Nature'll take care of the rest of it, don't you worry none about that!"

"Hey, you think maybe we oughta make them do a sixty-nine?" Joey asked just as Gina was settling down beside him. "That'd be something, seeing them eating each other at the same time!"

"Oh, please don't make us do that!" Gina whispered, looking up with horrified eyes. "Isn't it enough that you're shaming me?"

"Shaming you?" Sandy indignantly cried out. "What the fuck's the matter with you, you stupid cunt? You think there are many chicks in the world who wouldn't jump up and down to get the chance to suck him off? Lookit the size of that cock, will you? And check them balls – that guy's got more cum in his nuts than hardly anybody you're ever gonna see! You'll be tasting cum for a week after you blow him! C'mon, honey, get to it – you got a chance here that a lot of girls dream about but never have."

"What about the double Frenching?" Joey persisted. "I bet he'd love to get his chops into that pussy of hers!"

"Naw, not right now," Sandy decided. "When she'd start to cum she'd probably get so damned worked up she'd bite his cock off! And we're gonna need that cock before too long, you can bet on that!"

She motioned for Gina to start her shameful task. The girl's reluctance to participate in the act which Joey had suggested did not stem from any lack of desire to feel his tongue gliding up and down the furrow of her pussy, nor was she moved by the thought that, in her own lustful excitement, she might inadvertently damage his prick. Rather, she had simply been ashamed of the deplorably messy condition of her slit and had not wanted him to see, smell or taste her when her pussy was so moist with the heavy juice of passionate arousal. She would gladly have straddled his torso and thrust her loins back against his mouth if she could first have thoroughly soaped and rinsed the moist slit, though she would have felt sorry for him at having been forced into performing so intimate an act.

Gina again bent over the swollen, inflamed cock and took it in her hands. Its heat assured her that he was supremely ready; there was even a tiny, clear droplet of liquid glistening in the slit crowning the very tip of the cockhead. She extended her tongue to lap it from its resting place and shuddered with pleasure at the salty taste.

"Don't just lip around with him," Sandy gruffly ordered. "Suck! Go down on him! Eat him alive! Get that tongue wrapped around his dick and suck!"

Fearful of provoking a reprisal, Gina hastened to do the woman's bidding. She opened her mouth wider and forced it over the bulbous head of his cock; the satiny-smooth flesh caressed her tongue and came to rest against the roof of her mouth. Her tongue easily slid into the deep groove separating the head from the shaft and caressed him in the most sensitive spot of all.

"Ugghhh!" he. groaned, unable to keep his hips from flexing and thrusting more of his prick into her warm, wet mouth. "Ahhhh!"

"Yeah, I bet she sucks just fine," Joey told him. "Go on – fuck her in the mouth; she'll really dig that!"

"And you; you whore, you keep on sucking and licking!" Sandy warned. "You'll figure out how to get in time with his humps and then you'll have him popping his nuts in no time at all! Reach in there with your hand and work them babies around for him; grab his nuts and make him cum!"

Gina was quick to take the heavy, hairy sac into her fingers. The big eggs nestled sensually against her fingers, reminding her of the liquid treasure they contained; Pete again writhed with even greater delight and groaned aloud. He was obviously trying to thwart their evil plan by holding back his climax but, just as obviously, he was losing ground every second.

"Oohh, suck him hard!" Chato whispered. "Do it to him, suck his cum!"

"Here, maybe she'll suck better if I tickle her pussy a little," Joey said, kneeling down behind her and forcing his cock between her slightly parted thighs. "I ain't gonna shoot no cum into you, honey; I'll just warm up that slit of yours for you!"

Gina groaned savagely when she felt the man's thick cock bump against the lips of her pussy. Already aroused to a feverish pitch and hypersensitive, the feminine flaps tingled with electric shockwaves of erotic power as Joey transmitted his sensual power to her body. The added excitement lent strength to her mouth and tongue – she began sucking furiously. She bobbed her head up and down frantically and at the same time worked her tongue over every inch of the prick's surface. Pete's in-and-out motions also quickened in pace until he was fucking her mouth with a wild, driving fury. Suddenly he lurched high off the cabin's floor and thrust his cock deep into her throat. She tightened her fingers around its shaft and worked them up and down, pumping hard, and pulled the foreskin back as tight as possible.

"Agghh! Ooohh!" Pete grunted harshly. "Uhhh! There! There it is! Ooohh, suck, honey, suck it all! Unngghh, I'm cuming now!"

Gina stiffened quickly when she realized that he would soon be inundating her mouth with his seminal blast. The thought of removing her mouth never entered her mind; she wanted to receive every bit of his cum in her mouth and swallow it. When the first jet rocketed into her mouth her head reeled with pleasure; the succeeding bursts of sperm were only slightly weaker but combined to raise her emotions to the boiling point and beyond. As the salty, warm essence of manhood filled her mouth and inflamed her brain with sensual wonder, Gina felt her clitoris hum vibrantly and then give a sharp, preliminary twitch.

"Mmmm! Gllbb!" she grunted, writhing hard and pressing her furrow down hard against Joey's cock.

Reaching between her thighs with one hand, she forced the bulky organ against her pussy and held it there as the spasms multiplied in frequency and strength. When she too began to cum her tongue responded in kind, flying up and down Pete's cock with added fervor. She sucked far harder than she would ever have thought possible. Naturally, her increased attention resulted in Pete's orgasm being prolonged too. Together they came and came, each in their own way, until at last there was no more feeling left for them. Totally exhausted and emptied of all sensuality, they relaxed and crumpled down onto the floor. Gina rested her cheek on his hard, flat belly and closed her eyes, still enjoying the strong aftertaste of his cum.

"Good God, I guess she thinks it's time now for the Sleeping Beauty act," Sandy sneered. "Get up, you cunt, get up and get your hands behind your back! I ain't gonna leave here without you being tied up and you'd better believe it. Chato, hand me a hunk of that cord there… yeah, that's the girl."

"You ain't gonna tie her back to the bed?" Joey asked, seeing that she made no effort to direct Gina back to the cot.

"Nah, I'll just wrap her hands up good behind her," Sandy said. "With that, plus Chato here to watch her, I don't guess she'll be causing any big trouble. Right, Chato?"

"You bet," the tiny Latin replied with a broad grin. "She try anything I bust her with a chair. Then I call you, okay?"

"Okay, that's cool," Sandy agreed. "Just make sure you don't whop her too hard – don't kill her, just calm her down if she gets to making trouble."

"Yeah, I do it good," Chato promised. "But she ain't gonna make no trouble for nobody – she wants to stay 'round 'n get her cunt screwed some more, I can tell that!"

"I might as well warn both of you," Sandy said, turning to face Gina and Pete, "that if you try getting away you'd better both make it. If one of you gets left behind I'll personally take that hunting knife there and when I get through with whoever's left there won't be enough left to feed the rats with!"