John Kellerman - Tied up virgins

"Cal… Ohhh… fuck me honey, fuck me good!"

"Brit… I… I…" Cal was biting his lip, his face red. Brit knew what was happening. She stopped moving completely and dug her fingernails into the nape of his neck as if to squeeze off his approaching climax. But Cal was haying a hard time keeping still. She knew how good it must feel for him to rub his cockhead against her velvet-smooth insides! She looked over at Rorry and Jody. That was a mistake! She'd never seen anything so fantastically exciting in her life!

Rorry was on his knees on the bed. He held Jody tightly at the waist, held her pussy down on his cock as he moved her body around. Jody was bent backwards, only her head and shoulders touching the bed. Her lips were curled back from her teeth and she flopped helplessly, her hands above her head, still tied with the rawhide. Her full breasts quivered every time Rorry fucked with his strong ass. Juices were smeared all over his balls and thighs – Jody's juices. The sucking sound of his huge shaft plunging and fucking made Brit thrill.

Then Jody threw her head back even further and let out a shriek of utter pleasure. Her body bucked.

Her tits rose and fell. She twisted one way and then the other as Rorry pulled her hips down onto his prick again and again. Jody was coming hard, Brit could tell. It was fantastic to watch her friend's convulsive movements as pleasure jolted through her young body. Her lips were smeared with saliva and her eyes rolled back in her head. Her belly began to heave violently as she reached the peak of ecstasy. Jody let out another scream that ended in a whimpering sob. And then Brit saw the thick cream flooding out from around the edges of her clasping pussy! But when Rorry looked over at her suddenly, Brit's blood chilled.

Rorry rolled her and Cal onto their sides and she felt the sharp tingle of his cock forced against her asshole. She couldn't believe it and neither could Cal. He stammered something in horror but Rorry growled and looked threatening.

"Just keep humping, boy," he said. "We'll fill her from both ends."

"Don't make hid mad," Brit whispered to Cal. "Just hold onto me. Pretend it's just you and me." She could tell Cal was about to come. And now Rorry was fucking hard at her rectum – she could feel the muscles forced wide. It hurt! She knew that unless she relaxed it would hurt a lot more.

"Don't push so hard… okay, I'll let you!" Her words were lost on Rorry. He was going to do it whether she wanted him to or not. Brit relaxed the muscles in her ass cheeks and immediately Rorry's thick meat crammed her guts full! The sensation was breath-taking. She didn't want this all to be happening, but Brit felt a slave to her emotions, a slave to the unbelievable thrills that swamped her.

She was on her side, sandwiched between the two big men. Cal's lovely cock fucked her from the front and, only inches away, Rorry's prick raped her ass! Brit felt like a sandwich. A pussy sandwich.

The cocks ground into her body, stretching both her holes, filling her insides with searing heat. She clung to Cal, pretending that Rorry wasn't even there. But she couldn't imagine that fat, hard thing in between the cheeks of her ass! Jody's juices had been smeared between her plump ass cheeks and made the in-and-out fucking of Rorry's prick easy. The hard muscles in her rectum stripped at the shaft as it plunged and she knew it must feel good for the huge man.

But Brit was breathless, too. She couldn't believe the sensations that burned over her flesh, the jolts of excitement that made her babble. She didn't know what was happening to Jody. She was turned away from her friend and Rorry had clamped tightly onto the back of her body, lunging with his cock, forcing it up into her bottom again and again. And in her other hole, just a few inches away, Cal kept fucking too. She could tell by the strangled chokes that he was coming. And his cock was sliding easier into her pussy. It was fantastic that Rorry could come inside Jody and then shove his prick into her ass too, Brit thought. But maybe he was still coming. Yes, she was sure of it… the curds popped and smacked around her asshole as the giant man unloaded everything he had into her slim, small body.

Cal whimpered against her blonde hair, eyes closed.

"Yessss, my honey… just go ahead and me… me… come."

The hot nectar from each of the men ran together at the underside of her slit. It trickled over her thigh and made a dark spot on the mattress. She could feel Rorry's big prick pumping, throbbing bigger each time it fountained his hot sap. She counted – eight, nine – and still it swelled rhythmically. Cal was fucking slower now, making his spurts come slow and hard.

"Ahhhhhh… Brit!"

"You're doing alright, kid," Rorry grunted. He had his fingers hooked around the front of Brit's hips… holding her so he could really get deep. She jerked and wiggled like a fish on a spit… on two spits. And she came. She came with a thrashing, kicking fury that sent showers of colored lights over her closed eyelids. She came as the thick slick sap filled her holes, as two men grabbed and kissed at her body.

How had Jody taken that huge cock inside her pussy? Brit wondered. The shocks of hot pleasure went through her like lightning. She jerked and cried for more and then everything seemed to fade into a warmth of goodness, of nothingness. She felt Rorry sliding his cock from her ass, felt Cal's prick softening. Then she slept.

"If you two want to get out of here," Cal whispered, "you'd better wake up."

Brit blinked and rubbed her eyes. Beside her Jody lay sleeping, her legs apart. It was late in the afternoon. Sun slanted in through the windows. Wind rustled outside. It took her a few seconds to realize where she was.

"Bob and Rorry are asleep. Or passed out." Cal jerked his head. Brit shook Jody and the redhead started. Brit clapped a hand over her mouth.

"Sshhhhhh!" The two of them rubbed their arms and stared at Cal, Jody looking lost now.

He shoved the red dress at Jody and handed Brit the shorts she'd worn when she'd been with Will earlier.

"I went back and got them," he explained. "The cop was gone. I guess somebody found him. Or maybe he hot-wired that car and drove away naked with the cuffs on." Cal laughed at this, then looked serious again. "We gotta move… now!"

It wasn't hard getting to the car. But they had to push it down the hill so the engine wouldn't wake the two men up. A quarter of a mile from the house, Cal started it up and they drove like wildfire out of the mountains. When at last they came to the highway, Brit threw her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Jody sat there in her red dress, staring straight ahead. She looked weird. Like something was wrong inside her head. Brit patted her hand, but there was no reaction. Her eyes were kind of dead. Brit held on to Cal's hand like crazy. Her bottom tingled from where Rorry had shoved his cock in, but all she wanted to remember was how it'd been with Cal. Cal – she loved him for some wacky reason.

"My Dad'll give you a job around the place," she said. "When he finds out how you rescued us."

"What do you say we leave out the details," he said.

Kit laughed. "Of course. I want him to hire you, not chase you out with a shotgun."

Brit felt like she'd been through some kind of weird movie. But she knew somehow she'd come out of it with her sanity. She wasn't so sure of Jody. As they drove along, she tried to talk to her redheaded friend. She held her hand, patted her back, told her everything would be okay. It didn't seem like much, but what else could she say? Then Jody started talking. Something about a senator making love to her and promising to see her again soon. Brit smiled and pretended to believe. It was sure funny what the mind could do sometimes.