Just as Tyler had predicted, Seth could smell Candy Lee stronger than he could smell his and Tyler's combined sweat. The aroma of Candy Lee filled the big Lincoln as Candy squealed away from the Dingle Dangle Bar and roared down dark streets. Candy Lee smelled like cunt – pure cunt. Seth felt himself getting drunk on her scent, and his ramrod-stiff cock bubbled precum like a drinking fountain bubbling water. The fuck juice rolled down his vertical cock like warm tears.
Seth held his breath and braced himself. Candy squealed around corners, maneuvering her big car along a maze of side streets, and the two boys would have bounced around the back seat like billiard balls had they not braced themselves well. Seth could barely make out Tyler's face, but he thought he could see Tyler grinning, and Tyler's confident grin calmed him down a bit. In the front seat, Candy Lee chuckled to herself. Within minutes after the wild ride began, it ended. Candy Lee stopped the car, switched off the ignition, and opened her door. At that moment, Tyler sprang up and wrapped his arms around her neck.
"Scream and I'll strangle you," he growled.
Seth sprang up then and dove over the seat, landing on a pile of Candy's clothing. The smell of Candy was overpowering. He could feel the heat of her body. He plunged his face between her legs, banging his head on the steering wheel in the process, and began to lick her sopping crotch as if he were starving to death. He was drunk on Candy, insane with lust. He forgot everything but the humid darkness between Candy's legs. He licked furiously, his head whirling inside, until he became aware of Tyler's voice. Tyler sounded far away.
"Hey, buddy, take it easy. Come on. Take your time. Help me get her out of the car. Hey! Hey!" Tyler's hand was on his shoulder, shaking him. Then Tyler's hand was wrapped in his hair. Tyler yanked.
Seth jerked up with a groan. He looked up to see Candy's head and Tyler's, side by side. Tyler's left arm was still wrapped around her neck. Alongside of Tyler's flushed face, Candy's face looked powder white, and her eyes and mouth gaped open as if frozen. Candy's huge tits quivered inches from Seth's nose, and Seth sucked up her nipple, getting a squirt of warm milk down his throat.
"Hey! Come on!" Tyler said. "Help me get her out of the car!"
As Tyler slid out the back door, Seth sat next to Candy and held her chin in his hands. She was shaking, her breath coming in quick pants. That powerful, seductive, bitch-look she'd had up on stage was gone from her face. Now she looked weak and vulnerable, like a frightened young girl. Seth smirked, feeling a strange sense of power over the young woman. He was glad now that he and Tyler had been thrown out of the bar, glad that Candy had called them snotty-nosed babies and had them thrown out on their asses. The pleasure now of working Candy over would be that much greater. He covered Candy's mouth with his own and rammed his tongue down her throat, letting his spit drool into her mouth.
"Relax, baby," he said, biting her chin. "You and me and my buddy are gonna have some fun." Before Candy could answer, Tyler dragged her out of the car by her hair. She whimpered, crashing into the dirt of the alley in which the car was parked.
"So, this is where Candy Lee comes to put her clothes back on after the show," Tyler said. "Nice and private."
Seth crawled out of the car and looked around. The car was parked in an alleyway behind a factory or warehouse of some kind. The only light came from the moon and stars, a bluish-silver light. This kind of light had always made him horny, had always made him long to fuck, and now, for once, he was going to be able to satisfy his moonstruck lust. He plopped his large dirty foot on Candy's warm ass – she was rolled up into a ball now, like Ruby had been this afternoon after Cal's whipping – and then he slid his big toe down her asscrack and between her legs. Her cunt-lips were slippery and wet around his big toe, and the feel of them made him groan.
"Her crotch is riper than the ass of a sow in heat," Seth said.
Tyler was stroking Candy's hair with his own toes. Seth pulled his toe out of Candy's cunt and held it near her face.
"Suck my toe, bitch!" Seth ordered. "Suck your slimy cunt-juice off my big toe."
Candy whimpered, hiding her face.
"Now, damn it!" Seth growled. He'd never talked like that to any girl, but now he was filled with a sense of power and meanness such as he had never before felt, and as he ordered Candy to suck his toe, wonderfully hot thrills shot through his cock.
Candy turned her face up, showing tears in her eyes. Her ruby lips separated, and Seth rammed his tingling toe into her mouth. As the woman sucked, Seth's entire leg was shot through with warm sensations.
"Mm, she's a good toe-sucking bitch," Seth said, clawing at her lips with his other toes. "You like sucking toes, baby? You like sucking 'em as much as you do getting your own sucked? You like the taste of your stinking pussy?"
Candy sucked, looking up at Seth with wide, frightened eyes. As she sucked, Tyler rammed some of his own toes up Candy's cunt, then presented them to her to suck.
"Here's a few more, juice-pussy," Tyler said, and when Seth yanked his foot away from the girl's face, Tyler shoved his cunt-juiced toes into her mouth. Candy sucked frantically.
Seth dropped down and spread Candy's legs out in the dirt. Her smooth skin was still slippery with the sweat of her dancing in the hellishly hot bar. Seth couldn't resist licking her legs, tasting the salty-sweet female sweat. As he licked up close to her crotch, the intoxicating scent of her cunt drew his lips and tongue toward her pussy like a magnet. All at once he was biting into her hairy cunt-slabs as if he were gnawing into a rare juicy steak. Cunt-juice squeezed out and dripped from his chin. He mashed his face to the girl's hot crotch and sucked. Delicious fuck juice drooled over his tongue and slid down his throat, juice that tasted better than apple cider. He gnawed and sucked and licked, and Candy gasped and groaned. Her ass screwed in circles, and her loins humped.
"Oh, yes," she muttered. "Oh, please, yes."
Tyler straddled the girl's neck and sank down over her, leaning toward her face. Suddenly her muttering turned to choking.
"Suck my prick, you bitch!" Tyler said. "Suck it till the jizz shoots." And Tyler began to hump, his skinny asscheeks flexing while he fucked his hard cock in and out of Candy's throat.
Seth slid up Candy's body until the head of his cock lodged between her cunt-lips. He felt a heart-beat in her sizzling cunt-slabs, and the juicy slabs seemed to suck at his cock, seemed to want to draw his cock between them and deep into Candy's pussy. Seth eased his prick into the young woman. Her cunt swallowed up all ten-and-a-half inches of his cock, nearly sucking in his balls besides. She felt like a bubbling cauldron inside. Seth moaned, fucking his cock in and out. His cock made loud squashing sounds in her pussy as the countless hot folds of her cunt walls gripped and sucked.
"Oh, Jesus!" Seth gasped. "This is like fucking into a volcano. Oh, man!"
Her cunt walls were so hot and vibrating that Seth knew he would be able to come if he just let his cock throb inside her, unmoving, unscrewing. But the screwing felt so good that he couldn't help himself. He crushed down on the girl, letting his loins hump spontaneously. He hugged one of her huge tits and began to suck it. Milk squirted down his throat in hot streams. Candy's nipple throbbed like a small cock. Her cunt contracted to the rhythm of his sucking. Seth could hardly stand the raw feelings shooting through his cock. He clung to Candy, sucking and fucking, wincing with the intensity of the fuck feelings, and savoring the taste of her warm milk running down his throat.
Tyler was fucking like a jackrabbit now, pressing forward onto Candy's face and fucking his cock in and out of her throat as if he were fucking the rawhide-tough pussy of a whore. Candy gagged and choked and gurgled while small squeaking, whimpering sounds came from deep in her cock-stuffed throat. From his position over Candy's tit, Seth could see Tyler's hairy teenage balls flapping back and forth between his legs, and at times could see Tyler's spit-oiled cock, glinting with moonlight, fucking in and out between Candy's lips. The sight of Candy getting mouth-fucked was all Seth needed to push him over the brink. Hot feelings swirled through Seth's loins and shot through the heart of his prick. He gnawed at Candy's tit as jism uncoiled in his balls and spurted into Candy's cunt. Warm milk shot down his throat, and hot cream squirted up Candy's cunt.
"Oh, Jesus!" Seth grunted frantically, Candy's milk running from the corners of his mouth and dripping from his chin. "Oh, I can't stand it! Ahh! Uh! Christ!"
The orgasmic feelings were next to unbearable. All the fuck tension stored up while Seth had watched Candy dance, while he had hid in the back of her car waiting to fuck her – all that fuck tension surged through his loins now, set free at last, and tears of painful pleasure rolled down Seth's cheeks.
All at once, Tyler whined, snapping his head back and baying at the moon like Seth's old bloodhound. "Aieehh! I'm coming! I'm coming!" he announced.
As his cum gushed down Candy's throat, Candy jerked and choked. Her cunt nearly popped the head off Seth's spasming cock, and Seth realized that the sexy stripper herself was coming.
"She's coming!" he gasped to Tyler. "Jesus, her cunt – oh, Christ, you oughta feel it."
"You oughta feel her throat," Tyler moaned. "Oh, man, ahhhh!" His ass shuddered, and Seth thought he could see Tyler's balls pulsating as Tyler shot more jism down Candy's throat.
The realization that Tyler was shooting, that Candy was spasming, made Seth's loins explode with a series of ejaculations that nearly knocked him out. Both he and Tyler groaned with abandon, blasting the pinned young woman with their hot teenage jism. Even after they were both done shooting, after Candy was done spasming, they lay in a fleshy heap for several minutes, catching their breaths and reveling in the post-orgasmic twitchings of their cocks. Finally, Seth dragged his half-hard cock out of Candy's cunt and stood up. Tyler pulled his cock out of her throat and struggled to his feet. Candy lay in the moonlight like a slain sacrificial virgin. Jism leaked from one corner of her mouth. Her legs lay spread, droplets of fuck juice glinting in her wiry bush.
"I'm weak," Seth said. "I feel like a tornado funnel was sucking on my dong."
"Me too," Tyler said. "She's a real bitch, ain't she?"
Candy opened her eyes. "Can I go now?" she asked. "You guys got what you wanted. Can I go now?"
"You got what you wanted, too," Tyler said. "Don't deny it. You up there on that stage – you're just asking for it – wiggling your bare ass and driving the guys crazy."
"I've got a date," Candy said. "They're gonna come looking for me if I don't get there quick." She sat up.
Tyler looked at Seth. "You had enough?"
"For now," Seth said. He felt drowsy, satisfied.
Candy smiled, standing up. She bent to dust the dirt off her legs. Seth's jism ran down her inner thighs.
"Just stay like that, baby," Tyler said. "I'll clean you off."
Candy waited, her ass sticking up in the air.
With a wink at Seth, Tyler aimed his floppy cock at Candy's ass and began to piss. The silver piss-stream splatted against Candy's flesh, and Candy gasped, whirling around like an angry she-cat.
"God damn you!" she shouted.
And Tyler squirted her in the navel. His piss ran down her belly in streams and dripped from her hairy pussy.
Candy lunged at Tyler, but the muscular youth side-stepped and tripped her. Candy hit the dirt again, and Tyler fell on her, straddling her head. Pinning her head to the dirt by yanking down her hair, Tyler began to piss again, squirting the struggling young woman all over her face.
"Open your smart-assed mouth," Tyler ordered. "Goddamn it open up!"
With a cry, Candy opened her mouth, and Tyler dropped his streaming cock into her mouth. Candy gagged, her face screwed up into a wince of nausea.
"Snotty-nosed babies, eh?" Tyler sneered. "Snotty-nosed babies. Drink my piss, you bitch slut!"
Seth couldn't believe what he was seeing, but the more he saw, the more he liked it. As he looked down into Candy's pained face, watching her swallow Tyler's piss, he began to piss himself, began to piss on Candy's forehead. And as soon as Tyler finished his pissing, sighing with satisfaction, Seth took Tyler's place, straddling Candy's face stuffing her mouth with his salami-sized, half-hard cock. The sensation of pissing down a girl's throat was strange and new, but Seth liked it, liked it a lot.