Tom Allison - Wild family

"I said suck it, baby," Steve repeated. He grabbed the back of Donna's head and pulled her roughly toward his cock. "Unless you want Rick to beat up on you a little. Come on. Let's have some good head!"

Steve's cock was incredibly hard. Cream leaked freely from the angry red knob, dripping onto the ground. His balls were tight between his legs, and the veins stood out clearly along the throbbing, jerking shaft.

Staring at his cock, Donna felt turned on and repulsed at the same time. She didn't want to give him a blow job. He was raping her! Submitting to him like this made her feel as if she had no self-respect left at all.

But she had no choice. Blushing with shame and unwilling desire, Donna opened her mouth and shut her eyes. Steve eagerly stuck his big dick in, and Donna clasped her lips in a wet circle around it. Then she began sucking his prick hotly.

"Unhhhh…" Steve winced and rocked his hips, fucking his aching hard-on deeper into Donna's mouth. "Harder, baby, that's so good, work out on my nice fat cock!"

With every passing second, Donna felt herself becoming hornier. Rick had pulled his prick out of her pussy. Her cunt was still wet and hot and throbbing, as if she could never be satisfied, as if she wanted to be fucked all night.

Why was this turning her on so much? Donna gurgled and rolled her tongue wetly around the knob of Steve's dick, submitting willingly to her passions. They were treating her like a slave. Why did her body react so strongly?

"All the way in, cunt," Steve demanded. He pulled her hair and made brutal, thrusting motions with his hips, trying to get Donna to deep-throat his huge cock. "I want to see all my prick down your throat. I said now, bitch! Suck it all the way in!"

Donna started to gag, forcing hex throat passage to widen around his invading shaft. More and more of his prick passed between her lips. Then, incredibly, Donna had all of it. Her nose was tickled by his cock-hairs as she continued to suck.

"Ahhhhh," Steve sighed. He pulled his cock out slowly, staring in fascination at the pink shaft of his prick coated by Donna's saliva. Holding her by the ears, he rammed his cock all the way back down her throat.

Then he began to pump it in and out, making Donna gurgle and slurp and gag, fucking her face brutally with his long thick dick.

"Harder, baby," he whispered. "You're gonna make me cum! Oh yess, now, work out on my dick!"

"Mmmmppp," Donna gurgled. She pumped her head up and down in a wanton rhythm, wet sounds emerging from the back of her throat as the knob of his prick seemed to bore all the way into her belly. Her cunt was so wet that she could feel her fuck-juices on the insides of her thighs. She knew she'd never been so turned on.

"Cumming now," Steve sighed. "Oh, shit, that's good… ahhhh…"

Donna felt the spasms beginning in Steve's cock, felt the whole length of his dick swelling as his balls prepared to release their load of cream. Instinctively she pulled back her head, clasping heir lips around only the knob and first inch of his shaft.

Now Donna sucked his cock as hard as she could. Her cheeks flushed brightly with the energy of the sucking. Feverishly she rolled her tongue across the fat spongy tip of his knob. With both hands she grabbed the throbbing shaft and milked it violently, stroking the loose flesh, coaxing the jism out of his hairy aching balls.

"Unh!" Steve grunted.

A white torrent of jism blasted out of his cockhead, shooting down Donna's throat. It was followed by spurt after hot spurt of his delicious cum.

Never had Donna had to swallow so much jism. It kept on coming out of his dick, bursting forth in long, hot gushers. Donna sucked and gulped as hard as she could, but she couldn't get it all. It boiled out of her lips and ran down her chin, running onto her fist as she continued to stroke his throbbing shaft.

"Hey! What the fuck is going on here?"

Suddenly the tree trunk, the ground and their faces were cast in the beam of a flashlight. Steve, Rick and. Donna turned at once to see who it was.

A security guard was standing before them. He was young and muscular, with a strong, broad-shouldered physique. On his belt he wore a nightstick, handcuffs, Mace container and a handgun.

Neither Steve nor Rick seemed at all frightened of him.

"Well, hey there, Mark," Rick said familiarly. "You come off patrol to take a leak or what?"

"Jesus, Rick, is that you?" the security guard asked incredulously. He dropped the beam of the flashlight, politely considering his fellow worker's eyesight. "What the fuck are you doing out here? I thought you were off tonight. What's going on?"

Rick grinned easily. "This chick's pulling a train for, us, Mark. Her name's Donna and she's one hell of a sweet hump."

"Oh yeah?" Mark chuckled, turned off the flashlight and stepped carefully through the underbrush to stand beside them. To Donna he now seemed like, an overgrown child, though he was probably close to thirty playing policeman in a hand-me-down uniform.

"But, Jesus, what're you fucking her here for?" Mark continued. "There's a Goddamned football game going on fifty yards away. What if they have to chase a ball out here? I'm gonna get in a whole shit load of trouble."

"Aww, who cares?" Rick answered persuasively. "Come on, man, drop those and climb aboard. You can fuck her too."

"In uniform? I can't fuck her in uniform! I'm on duty!" Mark shook his head emphatically. "You better take her on out to the parking lot. I mean it, Ricky. Just do me a favor."

"I've gotten laid in uniform. I pick up chicks here all the time." Rick grinned devilishly. "Why don't you lay the beam on this chick's body? That ought to help you change your mind."

The flashlight flicked on. Donna blinked in the glare as her nakedness was illuminated in the beam. It wandered up her thighs and hips and tits, taking in every inch of her voluptuous beauty.

"Jesus Fucking Christ," Mark whispered reverently.

"Told you, man."

"Okay," Mark said emphatically, nodding his head. "I'm with you. Let's get her out to the parking lot. I got a van there. We can hump her in the back. I have definitely got to drop my cock into this pussy!"

At about this point, Donna lapsed into a semiconscious state. All of the events of the past half-hour combined to overwhelm her. For the rest of the night she offered little resistance to her assailants. She had only a vague idea of what was happening to her.

Three strong pairs of hands pushed her roughly back into her clothes, so that they would be able to take her through the parking lot without attracting suspicion. Steve and Rick dressed hurriedly; Mark stood watch, flicking his big light back and forth. Donna vaguely heard the roar of a football game in progress.

With Mark in the lead, they took her to the path and out to the lot. Donna slumped between Rick and Steve as they held her up by her forearms. Teenagers clustered around hotrod cars, smoking cigarettes and glancing curiously at the foursome as it passed. As far as Donna could tell, they were headed toward a white van parked in a distant corner of the lot.

"You hold her up and I'll get the doors." Mark moved ahead of them, jingling his keys as he approached the rear doors of the van. "Just don't let her fall down, okay? I must be out of my fucking mind for doing this. Christ, have I ever got a hard-on!"

The doors opened. Steve and Rick pushed Donna into the back of the van, onto a thin carpet that had been thrown, across the cold metal floor. The three of them climbed in with her and locked the doors behind them.

"Get the pants, man!" Mark whispered harshly as he struggled with his uniform trousers. "Just get her naked on her back. I'll do the rest."

Donna submitted as Steve and Rick tore off her clothes. Naked, shivering in the cold interior of the van, she fell onto her back on the carpet. Unconsciously she splayed her soft white thighs, exposing the curly triangle of her moist cunt.