John Kellerman: Sex slave virgins

Now Mary witnessed a new excitement in her friend. Teresa's ass began to rock from side to side. At first the movements were cautious, as it she were trying to feel just how big the head of Royce's cock really was. As if she were testing to see if it hurt when she moved. But as this squirming brought more thrilling friction to her cunt, her hips jerked more convulsively. She was clawing at the big man's back again and her breathing was ragged. Sometimes she stopped her throat altogether. Sometimes a breath was broken with a squealing whine and her hips would plunge forward and back, her ass rising and falling on the bed.

But Royce hadn't forced any more of his cock into her body. It was still just the head firmly imbedded inside the tightly clasping flesh. Mary could see the ring of muscles squeezing in a rhythm that seemed contagious. Her own cunt throbbed exactly like that, though she was still a virgin.

"Ohh, my God," Mary sighed. "Is he going to kill her with that cock of his?"

But Teresa didn't seem at all near death. She seemed closer to heaven! Her face had an agonized expression, but Mary recognized the look. She'd had it herself while rubbing her nipples in a hot bath. She'd experienced the feeling and knew it to be the kind of thing that made one almost hurt with pleasure.

"God… ohhhhh, stop! I'm going to lose my mind if you don't stop!"

Teresa pumped her ass wildly. Her movements were more like that of someone being tortured than pleased. Mary bit her lip. She could almost guess what kind of torture it might be. Something she'd never experienced. And as her heart pounded, she found herself wondering what it would be like to have Royce's huge cock jammed into her cunt!

I've got to get out of here, she thought. Poor Teresa had dug up the covers with her thin heels. Her fingers had scratched more blood from Royce's back, but he seemed not to notice the pain. His balls swung heavily as he continued to hold himself up from Teresa's slender body, continued to wedge his cock-tip against her slippery pussy-hole.

Then Teresa let out a scream. Her ass worked in a frenzy of jerks and shivers. She plunged and dipped and danced as her muscles firmly held in the hot head of the big man's cock. Mary knew Teresa was coming. Her long, husky sighs filled the room. And Royce was licking the black-haired girl's tits as he let her fly off into a paradise of itchy pleasure. Yes, it itched, Mary knew that much. It was an itch which seemed to transcend any other feeling. It was an itch that only grew more intense, more pleasurable when scratched.

"Ahhh, ohhhhhhh, God! Ohhhhh, I'm gonna die," Teresa babbled. Teresa's hands flopped across the big man's bleeding back. Then she shuddered one last time and seemed to wilt under him.

When Royce's cock came free of Teresa's tight cunt-hole, it made a wet, sexy sound. It was even larger than Mary had imagined it would be. Its glossy surface made her chew her lip again, because there was a milky droplet hanging from the small slitted opening at the tip.

"Uhhh," Royce groaned, his fingers sliding his foreskin forward and back. He continued this rhythmic pumping of his shaft and the white droplet grew bigger, then dripped down into Teresa's navel. Royce hovered over her like that, his eyes glazed, his big body trembling.

"Damn," he grunted, and another droplet appeared. Then a stream of white jetted up across Teresa's belly. It left a quivering streak, and more cum shot out from his cock. As Teresa moaned and squirmed, her belly and tits were covered with the steamy looking stuff. Mary held her breath. She'd never seen anything quite so erotic. All her virgin fantasies seemed pale in comparison. This was the real thing! She was seeing and smelling the potent sap of a man's cock. It was happening before her eyes.

"What's going on?" Teresa whimpered, wiping a hand across her tits. She smeared the hot cream over her nipples before she realized what Royce was doing. Then she gave a cry of surprise and started to squirm again, trying to escape the hot spray of his jism.

"Baby, baby doll…" Royce grunted, still pumping his cock, his hand jerking against the flared head of his prick. And each time he jerked upward like that, more white cum spattered across Teresa's body. Now her navel overflowed with the stuff as Royce pressed his body down over hers and ground out his lust against the downy softness of her tummy.

Stumbling blindly, Mary managed to get out of the room and back down the hall. She was suddenly panicked at the thought of Royce doing something to her with his cock. She was a virgin! Surely he wouldn't break her cherry. Or would he? She began to cry again, though her pussy still throbbed from what she'd just witnessed.

Mary heard movement in the back part of the living quarters. A door opened and closed. Then Royce came for her, his face strange-looking.

"Come on, I put you in with girlfriend. If you promise not do anything dumb," he glared, "like getting out of here."

"Promise," Mary gasped, knowing it was silly to be stubborn. She didn't have to keep her promise, did she?

Down the hall, Royce stopped and pushed her forward. The door opened, she was shoved roughly inside, and the door slammed shut behind her. Teresa lay naked on the bed, crying softly. She looked up and a smile cut her face.

"Oh, God, Mary. I'm so glad you're here with me!" She threw her arms around Mary's shoulders and Mary could smell the strange, sharp aroma of male cum. It made her a little giddy and Teresa saw her reaction and stepped back. "Look what he did to me! He made it spurt all over my skin and I couldn't do a thing about it."

Mary didn't say anything about what she'd seen. She was too much in shock to bring up the subject. While Teresa worked the thongs loose from her wrists, Mary was trying to think of what their next move should be.

Or was any move really possible, yet?

"God, that feels better," Mary said, rubbing the circulation back into her wrists. She sat on the bed, beginning to feel a little self-conscious over her nudity. Teresa seemed to share that emotion.

"The bastard didn't even leave anything for us to wear. But there's a bathroom in there." Teresa jerked her head toward a partly open door. "I'm going to have a shower right now." She smeared a hand across a glop of white cum. "How yuckky!"

"He… he didn't fuck you?" Mary asked. She knew the answer, of course, but was curious about how much her friend might want to admit.

"Thank God, no. But he tried. I guess I'm just too small for him." Teresa smelled some of the cum that had clung to her fingers. "Did you see how big he was?"

Mary wasn't about to admit that she'd actually had Royce's cock inside her mouth. Not all of it, but more than enough to know just how really huge it was! Her blush gave her away.

"You did see it, didn't you? He was naked when he dragged me through that room." Teresa was adding things up. "Just what were you doing on your knees with your hands tied behind you?"

Mary took a deep breath and shook her head. "It was awful. He tried to make me…" She shook her head harder. "I can't tell you. It was the most perverse thing anyone has ever tried to make me do."

"I can guess." Teresa got up, using the wall for support to make her way to the bathroom. "Oh, Mary, how will we ever get out of here? I don't think anybody will even miss us. I know my aunt won't miss me. She's probably out honky-tonking for the weekend. For all I know, she's shacked up with her boyfriend Tommy."

"And my folks are gone!" Mary whined. "They left me behind at the house while they visit my brother's family upstate. They won't be back for at least a week."

"We don't have to tell Royce that," Teresa hissed. "Maybe if he thinks somebody's looking for us, he'll let us go."