Shelly Marshal reached the top of the steep ridge and stood gazing down at the meadow and the mirror-bright blue lake beyond. "Ohhhh, God – it's so beautiful!" she gasped although there was no one near enough to hear. Her mother and father were still at least a hundred yards behind.
Once she'd absorbed the splendor of the natural scene, she began to look for Babs. She thought her friend would be easy to spot with her long flowing yellow-gold hair. But she scanned the meadow and the shore of the lake and saw no sign of her.
Curious, Shelly worked a pair of binoculars out of her pack. She looked more carefully now, aided by her strong magnifying lenses. Still nothing. No flash of gold anywhere along the lake. She's probably climbing again, Shelly thought. Babs likes nothing better than to reach some new and unclimbed peak.
She studied the lofty crags across the lake and still saw nothing. The gray rocks stood tall and barren of life. The whole place seemed unnaturally still, and Shelly felt an eerie chill. She turned and ran back down the trail to meet her parents crying.
"Mom, Dad… Babs isn't here. I can't see her anywhere!"
It took Babs a long time to settle back and start breathing again. When she did, the harsh reality of her situation fell on her like a rockslide. Her throat felt dry and parched from all the screaming and moaning she'd done. And the noose, cinched tight around her slender neck, made it hard to swallow.
Wes lay on top of her, his wet cock still throbbing in her narrow cunt canal. It had softened a little, but not enough to ease the awful strain. Her pussy kept trembling, trying to adjust.
His weight almost crushed her, and his rough hairy chest scraped her tender nipples until they felt raw. He grinned at her, looking mean and cold. "Not bad for a first-timer," he said in a rasping voice. "Now I'm gonna teach you to suck cock."
"Nnnooo," she said weakly.
Wes answered with a grunt and sat back on his knees with his cock slipping out of her cunt. He smiled deceptively, looking satisfied. Then he growled. "One thing you gotta learn right off… you don't ever say no."
He reached down and grabbed two soft bunches of her blonde hair, one on each side of her neck, then pulled and jerked her head up.
"Hhhaaahhh!" she cried. His hairy lips parted and closed on hers. His arms coiled around her slender body, and his tongue pushed into her mouth.
"Yuuugghhh!" she gasped. His mouth had a foul, bitter taste.
"Sucking prick is no worse than that," he said. "You'll like the taste even more."
Babs raised a hand to wipe her lips. "It's so wet and sticky," she said. She saw his prick between his legs, glossy with thick smears of cum. "I-I don't want to." She curled her legs up and pulled into a tight ball at the head of the bed, her lips quivering with disgust.
"And I don't give a rat's ass what you want!" Wes jerked on the noose rope and jerked her off the bed.
Babs cried and sprawled on the earthen floor at his feet. Her soft hair spilled around her face, the golden strands still damp from her swim and the sweat of fear.
"Now, up!" Wes pulled on the neck rope, yanking her up to her knees as though she were a puppet.
"Aaaggghhh! I can hardly breathe…" She tugged at the thick knot of the noose but could not pull it loose.
"You pull on this," he said, dragging her hands into his lap. Her fingers twitched, not wanting to touch his wet, slippery-looking cock.
He forced her to curl her trembling hands around his cockshaft. "Huuunnnn!" His hot jism had cooled and now felt to her like slime on the back of some half-alive creature that crawled from under a rock.
His cock gave a wild jerk when she first touched it, and it began to throb when she closed her hands around it.
"Don't you worry! My cock will get nice and warm again when you get it in your mouth."
"C-c-can I wipe it off first?" she asked.
"Sure. Use this." Wes reached down and lifted a silky bunch of her long hair. "That ought to feel real good."
Babs didn't want that stuff in her hair any more than she wanted it in her mouth. At least she had no sense of taste or feeling in her hair. She whimpered and reached out, daubing his wet cock lightly with the golden swirl of her hair.
"Hhhhmmmm," Wes said. "I like that. Sweep my prick like a broom."
At least when he was happy, he made no move to increase her torment. She stroked again, brushing and teasing his cock with the silky wisps. "Hhhggggh," she sighed. That only made his long prick swell and pulse with fresh blood.
"You better start sucking my cock before it gets fully hard."
"Ungh-ungh. I'll do it with my hands. I've done that to my boyfriend before. He says I've got beautiful soft hands…"
Wes snarled and gripped the hair behind her head. "I've got hands, you stupid little cunt. If all I wanted was a hand-job, I could do it myself!" He pushed her head down toward the rising head of his stiffening cock. "Now open your mouth and suck. Pretend you're a little kid with a big candy cane."
That image flashed in her mind, and it helped a little. She closed her eyes and gripped his prick. She licked it timidly, barely touching the glazed cum and bulging veins. Even that brought a stinging sharp taste to her mouth.
Melissa also felt bitterness. The lewd pleasure of making the little blonde cum had been denied her. Silas was still out, so there was nothing he could do to satisfy her lewd desires. As quietly as she could, she crept toward the kneeling girl.
"Wes?" she asked. "If you let me suck her cunt while she's sucking your cock, that might get her going."
"It might at that! And you'll just love licking cum out of a hot pussy. That's about the only thing you haven't been able to do around here."
"Oooooh," Babs sighed, shifting her gaze to the girl dragging the long chain. "You don't want to do that now. Uuuuggghhh. My pussy is so wet and slimy. It's still dripping."
"I know!" Melissa wet her lips and turned over on her back, working her head between the crouching girl's spread legs from the rear.
"Hhhuuunngh!" Babs cried. She felt a slow, rolling shockwave of pleasure when Melissa first reached out and twirled her tongue.
"Don't just sit with your mouth gaping, blondie. Suck my big cock, and show me how much you like it. Melissa raised her head, licking and swirling as she dug into Babs' cunt again. "Hhhmnm, I think your pussy tastes better now than before! I love the taste of cum mixed with fuck honey!"
"Hhhaaaahhh," Babs sighed, tingling with sheer delight. Her eyes fluttered, and when she looked back, the throbbing cock before her eyes looked less repulsive than before. She spread her lips, and slowly, she bent down.
"Come on, baby… suck! I'm getting horny watching Melissa lick jism and gulp it down. I want to shoot some into you."
"Yyyeesss, I know." Babs pressed her soft lips on the knob of his cock, keeping them tight, letting them spread slowly as her pussy had done.
Melissa tongued Babs' clit. It sent another series of joyous shocks rattling up the girl's spine. Babs jerked, wanting to cry out from the pleasure, but when her lips parted, Wes thrust upward and drove more of his cock into her mouth.
"Muuggghhh!" His padded cocktip pressed against the roof of her mouth, slanting toward the rear, skidding to the opening of her narrow throat. "Gluuuhhh!"
"That's it, sweet lips… just keep sucking my cock." Wes put his hand on the back of her head and pressed firmly. He felt her tongue racing round his cockshaft, quick and curious.
Melissa kept her tongue churning, feeling giddy from the taste of cum. She'd enjoyed few moments of gentleness in the last three weeks, and she intended to make the most of this little blondes a sweet dripping cunt.
Babs almost gaped on the slick, briny taste of Wes' big cock. She did choke and sputter when it started down her throat, but the sound could not escape – and neither could she. Her tits swelled, and her nipples tingled from the strain mounting inside.
Melissa made wet gurgling sounds. Babs could only wrench her throat, trying to adjust to the long thick prick pressing steadily deeper. When she thought she could take no more, she tossed her head, and Wes let her lift it almost to the tip of his cock. Then he grunted with delight and pushed her back.
"Hhhaaaggghhh!" she managed to gasp just before her throat swelled full of prick again.
"That's it, honey – bob your pretty head. I don't mind you comin' up for air. Just don't take your hot lips off my prick!"
Babs nodded that she understood. It didn't seem, half-bad now. The taste of his cock had mellowed in the warmth of her throat. It had a bitter but not unpleasant tang. And his hard cockshaft was not impossible to swallow if she tilted her head just right. She gulped air and dove down on his prick again.
"Hwmnngh, yeah! You're getting it now. Huuummmmm. See if you can make it all the way to the root. I want to feel your lips in my cock hair."
She willed her clinging throat muscles to relax and fought the reflex urge to gag, sliding her lips down. Down farther. She pulled and sucked until, finally, she could feel the tingle of his coarse cock hair against her nose.
"Now do it faster. Up and down from tip to root! Yeah!"
It didn't seem bad at all once she got the gliding motion right. She found she could lift with her lips pressed tight.
As Babs moved faster, Melissa flew into a frenzy. Sometimes the girl's delicious little golden haired cunt pressed hard on her mouth. Then it jerked up and out of reach. Melissa strained, trying to follow, not wanting to miss one delicious drop of cunt cream. The rapid bobbing and dropping pumped more of the tantalizing fuck fluid from deep in the girl's cunt.
Melissa reached her arms up outside the girl's thighs, searching for something to hold on to. Her fingers slid over her rib cage and then latched on to her tits.
"Hhhaaagh!" Babs gasped at the top of one cock-licking rise.
Melissa twirled Babs' nipples and her cunt at the same time, the young girl gulped, twisting and winding her mouth around the head of Wes' big cock.
She gulped and dropped again, sucking madly until she could bury her lips in his scruffy cock hair, clamping her eyes shut in eerie delight. Her mouth, her tits and her cunt all felt surging heat and wild shocks of joy.
Wes could feel it too. Babs pulsed all her burning energy into him. "Keep her hot, Melissa! Stab her deep and spin those little nipples until she screams!" He leaned back, bracing on his elbows so he could lift and drive his cock the next time Babs went gulping down.
"Glunnngh!" she moaned.
He began fucking his cock in and out of her mouth. Her head jarred each time she bottomed now, and that increased her dizzy feeling of joy. She loved the way his fierce cock throbbed, loved the way she could make his prick twitch and jerk with circling motions of her tongue.
Wes felt great. He knew Melissa's cunt was really heating up. He watched it bob restlessly beneath her little covering of rabbit fur. The smell of her foaming cunt filled the sunken room.
Babs thrashed her pussy insanely too. She felt double waves of pleasure. The joy of sucking ran downward. The joy of being sucked ran up. When the two clashed, her body wrenched and heaved.
"It's about time to give you a real treat," Wes said to her. He increased his powerful fuckstrokes, lifting and grinding his prick into her mouth as hard and fast as he could. She only gurgled madly, hungry to know what the treat was.
"Hey, Melissa… lay off her tits for awhile, and give my big balls a little tease."
"Hhhmmmm," she chuckled, stirring her lips on the bouncing blonde cunt. She reached back over the edge of the bed, sliding her hands through the silky fur spread, searching for the two big balls in the hairy V between his legs. It was a hard reach from the floor – her shoulders ached, and Babs kept pounding her eager cunt slit down on her mouth.
She almost reached his balls once, only to be knocked back when Babs sat on her face, writhing and twisting with lewd delight. I'll fix you, you little cock sucker! I know just how to pump a huge load from his balls. You'll fucking drown in spurting cum! she thought.
Each time Babs raised her head she got a fleeting glimpse of Melissa's hands creeping toward his eggsized balls. When she lowered her head down, she could feel Melissa's groping fingers touch her chin. Then she saw them slide beneath Wes' nuts.
"Hhhhaaahhh, yeah! Pump these big fizzmakers up, Melissa?" He clenched his teeth, grunting with raw delight.
He decided to fight the heat and swelling pressure she teased up as long as he possibly could, then he'd fire a steaming blast almost hard enough to knock the little blonde's head off.
Melissa gave each ball a loving caress, rolling them between her fingers, pressing them together, wiggling them apart. Then she worked her hands on top of his dangling nuts and trapped them between her whirling fingers and the soft, silverblue fur covering the bed.
"Hhhhaaaggghhh!" Wes arched, lifting his cock as high as he could, trying to drag his balls free. He felt the heat surge, a dry ripple ran up the length of his cock – then a hot wet charge of cum exploded.
"Hhhmmm!" Babs felt the first swelling ripple and gripped tensely with her lips… lifting her head up with slow, shivering tension wracking her whole body. She knew what would come next. Cum!
"Glliuuugh!" she gulped. Jizz exploded in her mouth. Slick fragments hit her teeth and rolled down her tongue. The main load splashed on the roof of her mouth and filled her with its salty-sweet taste. Before she could swallow that, Wes spurted up another and another load. Babs felt her cheeks swell. Slick bubbles of jizz escaped from her lips.
Melissa grinned, spiked in her tongue, and wiggled deep in the girl's little fuckhole. Babs gave a wet gasp of double delight. She was cumming in her mouth and her pussy at the same time. She sucked and finally swallowed.
Cum ran down her throat like a thick hot syrup, burning all the way into her gut. She sighed and swallowed again. His jizz felt creamy smooth and it filled her whole body with warmth.
Wes kept fucking, loving the startled look he could see in her eyes when her head bobbed up, tossing waves of long yellow-gold hair. He grinned wider and wider as each creamy shot of cum pumped into her throat. He already knew what he wanted to do next. He'd been all primed to fuck ass when Babs arrived. Now it was her ass he wanted… her last cherry fuckhole.
"I can't imagine where she's gone," Will Marshal said. He'd been standing on the crest of the ridge for several minutes, tracking the binoculars back and forth, across the meadow, along the shore of the lake, and over the jagged spires of granite rising beyond. "Babs!" he shouted as loud as he could. "Hey, Babs! Where the hell is that girl?"
"Let's go down by the lake and look around," Roxanne suggested. "I know she likes to sunbathe nude. She may be back of that big rock."
Will gave a slow grin. The thought of finding Babs naked gave him an odd tingle, something sharp enough to quell his anger at her not answering and worrying them all. "Yeah, O.K. Let's go."
Shelly already had the same idea. She was halfway across the meadow already, heading for the lake as fast as she could. "Babs! Hey, Babs – better get your clothes on, here we come!" She got no answer but the murmur of the wind stirring in the tall pines.
She found it easy to follow the path Babs left crossing the meadow. The long grass was still bent and freshly trampled. On the rough gravel beach it got harder, but here and there, Shelly found a print of her boots. Then nothing. Nothing at all.
"I don't understand it," Will said after he'd taken a good look wound. "Look here – there's a big hollow where someone tugged a rock out of the ground. It's still damp in the bottom."
"You think Babs did that?" Shelly asked with concern.
He shook his head. "I don't think she's strong enough to move a rock that size. And why would she want to, anyway?"
"Here's something else!" Roxanne called. She'd found the flintlock rifle Silas left leaning against the boulder. She was afraid to touch it.
"That's a real antique!" Shelly said. "I'll bet it's been leaning there, a hundred years or more. Probably left by some old mountain man."
Will stood silently shaking his head. The gun looked freshly cleaned and oiled, in perfect working order. The brass was trimmed, and the beautifully varnished stock gleamed in the sun. It could not have been exposed to the elements very long. Whoever left it had not gone far… and would almost certainly be coming back. When he finished with Babs.