Lonny Lamont, the sheriff's son, was right on time with his hair combed and a clean shirt on. They drove off in the camper sitting together up front. Lonny gave directions and turned off the highway where he told her and kicked up dust on a dirt road for a few miles then turned off on another road and still another.
As the sun went down and twilight came one, Beth switched on the headlights. They had made so many twists and turns, Beth had no idea where they were heading except up and the roads were getting more weed-strewn and seldom used. "How far did you says she asked, peering ahead apprehensively as the dark was coming on fast.
"We're almost there," Lonny said.
They swung around a curve and creeped up another slope then around on another trail down into an arroyo. Up ahead was a car sitting in the road and Beth braked and looked at the car. "We can't go around."
"We're not going to go around."
Something cold in his voice made her look at him. He was smiling, but it wasn't the same as before. A panic in her made her hopefully suggest, "Maybe we can move it?"
"Nope."
"Then we'll have to go back," she said with an uneasy laugh, shifting the camper into reverse.
"Nope." Lonny reached over and grabbed the keys in a lightning swift move and threw them out the window into the shrubbery.
"Young men…!"
He leaked at her with a strange expression on his face. "We ain't going anywhere."
Suddenly, as if by signal there were boys all around the cab. Beth tensed and stared at them, trying to keep her composure. There were seven of them, all the same age or slightly younger and all of them were looking at her with a gleam that she didn't like. She decided to brazen it out. She turned to Lonny Andes smiled coolly. "All right, we've had our little joke. Now may I please have my keys back and well forget this ever happened."
Lonny looked at her for a second before laughing out loud. "Oh, wow, are you too much!" he mocked her, looking regal. "May ah pu-leese have my keys back." They all laughed and opened both doors to the cab, crowding in and causing Beth to cringe back and be jammed between Lonny and a boy she would come to know as Mike. Mike grinned at her as she got a whiff of alcohol on his breath. "Hiya, baby!" he said.
Beth tried to look away, holding her chin high. "My advice to all of you is to stop this immediately before you find yourselves in serious trouble."
"Such as what?" another boy demanded belligerently.
"Such as some of you… all of you drinking under age."
They hooted and laughed at her, Mike pointing across her, rubbing her breasts with his arm. "No worry with old Lonny here, his Dad won't do anything. Tell us another, schoolteacher!"
They laughed at her and Mike pulled a bottle from his pocket and shook it in front of her face. "Little drink, come on."
"No thank you!" Beth's voice was cold as she turned her head. These kids were crazy and she couldn't allow herself to be rattled by them, she had to get the upper hand. "I'm going to report you all," she said in a cold fury.
'Why?" Lonny asked in a cool calm voice, slinging his arm around her. "Because we offered you a drink of white lightening? Look, we know you drink it."
Beth froze at the words and her eyes widened. She gradually went numb as Lonny went on talking in a quiet insinuating way and all the boys grinned at her and leaned closer. "Why all I'd say to my Dad is: 'Pa, we was just being neighborly 'cause we know this lady here likes white lightning. Why we saw it happen right up in Wilma Gans' house.'"
Lonny was leaning his young face closer, a tight lewd grin on his face. "Why, we stuck around and saw all kinds of interesting things."
Beth wanted to scream, to fight her way out of the cab and run. Instead, she swallowed hard and tried to sound calm. "I… don't know… what… you're… talking about."
Lonny grinned at his friends then right at Beth, pushing his face up close. "Oh, no?" he asked, his eyes rolling. "Maybe this will help you remember?" Then, with his friends smirking and leering at her, Lonny lasciviously rolled his tongue around his lips and wiggled it in the air.
Beth had to look down. She had never been so ashamed or humiliated in all her life. She brushed at her hair with a trembling hand. "What do you want?"
"Just to talk. Just sit and talk and maybe have a drink or two."
"No!" Beth said as she stiffened and Mike held the open bottle under her nose.
Lonny sighed. "I'll ask you once more in a nice way. Have a drink. It's being offered to you country-style. Don't hurt our feelings, ma'am, or else we're going to force it down your throat." He punched the headlight button off with a vicious movement. They sat in the darkness pressed together and Beth thought of the threatening tone of his voice and she was afraid. Drunk, the boys might get very rough and hurt her. She had to have time to reason with them. Slowly, she took the bottle after her eyes got accustomed to the dark.
The boys murmured their approval as she sipped at the whiskey, taking just a little and making a face. She handed the bottle to Lonny but he motioned it back to her. "You gotta do better than that."
She took a second sip and a third at Lonny's insistence before he would accept the bottle and take a gurgling swig, smacking his lips and handing the bottle off. "That's the only way to drink white lightning: get it down fast and sit back and wait."
Beth watched the bottle going around. By the time it got back to her it would be near empty or gone. At the most, she only had to take one more sip. Perhaps they would get too drunk and she could control them. When the bottle reached Mike, next to her, he tossed off what remained and reached, to her heart skipping dismay, into his coat and pulled out a fresh pint, pulling out the cork and offering her the bottle.
"Drink up," Lonny urged, "You got some catching up to do."
Beth sipped at the whiskey again and had to sip three times before Lonny, with a sneer, snatched the bottle from her hands and suddenly strong young hands were grabbing her roughly, pinning her arms at her sides, forcing her head back. "Ill scream!" Beth yelled.
"Go ahead," Lonny said kneeling on the seat and looming above her with the bottle. "Nobody wild hear you. Ain't nobody around for miles.
She lashed out with her feet but only succeeded in kicking the steering column. "Wooo-eee! She's got spirit! I like 'em with spirit." He had her head brutally locked in the crook of his arm and forcing it back until she thought he would break her neck. His other hand was trying to pry her mouth open. She bit his finger hard and he yelled and twisted it free. He sucked on it a second before slapping her hard in the face, hard enough for her to see stars. "Fucking bitch!" he spat and Beth didn't know which stunned her more: his slap or his language.
She didn't have any time to think about it. Lonny was splashing white lightning ad over her mouth and face and some of it seeped in her mouth and down her throat and she opened her mouth to catch her breath and Lonny turned the bottle upside down as the whiskey gurgled out.
Beth gagged and started and they let go of her neck so that she could cough and catch her breath. She finally heaved a sigh and fell back, her eyes closed. Enough of this white lightning found its way down her throat for her to feel it already and it was with a dulled sense of resignation that she let them pull back her head once more and pour more whiskey until she gagged and choked.
Then they sat in silence for a few minutes, watching her catch her breath and then lean back in the seat, her eyes closed. Those that were holding her arms felt them relax and they let go. She opened her eyes and saw all the young boys smiling expectantly at her. She could feel the alcohol beginning to take effect and she tried to focus her mind. You'll never get away with this, you know. Why, just forcing me to stay where I am, getting me to come up here, all of this can be called kidnapping. You know what the laws are for kidnapping?"
Lonny laughed again, jabbing with his elbow at his friends and giving Beth a little squeeze. You invited us up here, right fellas? That's contributing to the delinquency of minors. How about them apples?"
The boys all laughed. The bottle was thrust at Beth again and she drank to assuage her fear. What kind of thing had she fallen into? What kind of people were they? First Tina and then Wilma and now these leering kids. The whiskey burned down heir throat and into her stomach. Beth knew she had to get out of the mess she was in. If nothing else, she could roll the camper downhill to a place where she could call for help or be seen.
Then her rapidly fogging mind realized she would be rolling downhill backwards in the dark and there were so many twists and turns. Which was the first one, right or left?
While she was thinking, the boys were moving. Mike suddenly had her by the wrist. "Come on," he said, getting out and pulling her. "Not 'nough room. In the back then we all can get in."
Beth stepped out of the cab and fell drunkenly into the bushes as the boys laughed and pulled her roughly to her feet. She was pulled, half leaning, along the length of the camper and helped in. She was pushed inside with Mike yelling, "Let her have a seat, give the li'l lady a seat
She found her way to her bully and sat down heavily. The white lightning was having its effect. She tried to focus as the boys crowded in, an seven of them with Lonny being the eighth and loader. They began prying into things, tossing books around, laughing, investigating what food she had and even going through her clothing, holding her thin flimsy panties up and hooting.
Beth made a feeble attempt to stop them, holding out one arm and finding a pint in it. "Come on, bottom's up!" they yelled, sprawling all around her. She drank again, finding it did indeed go doom easier after a few drinks. She handed the bottle to Lonny and smiled at him in a futile attempt to get him on her side.
Mike was rolling some cigarettes and passing them around. The boys were lighting them up and inhaling, holding their breath and passing them on. Mike handed her one and Beth looked at it with bleary eyes. "I don't smoke," she said, holding it out to Lonny.
"You'll smoke this one," Lonny said. That's something special."
"What is its' Beth asked, her tongue suddenly thick.
"Grass," one of the boys said, laughing.
Beth looked puzzled, knitting her brows and looking down at the badly made cigarette.
"Pot! Mary Jane! Marijuana!" Lonny said, leaning close. "It'll turn you on."
"No!" Beth said, throwing the cigarette away.
Lonny shrugged. "Okay, then it's more white lightning for our schoolteacher. Where the hell is the bottle?"
"No, please," Beth slurred, putting her hands up. "I'll get sick."
"You'll get smashed, that's what!" Mike yelled as he grabbed her again and they forced her head back and raw alcohol poured down her throat and she choked and gasped.
One of the boys found her Coleman lantern and pumped it up and lit it, adjusting the wick so that the light was low. The boys checked the curtains at Lonny's warning. "Any little bit of light up here will travel for miles."
Beth had her hand over her mouth, still trying to catch her breath when Lonny retrieved the marijuana cigarette and handed it back to her, saying, "Take this or another belt of booze."
Beth took the cigarette and they lighted it and she puffed on it, blowing the smoke out.
"No, take a deep drag then hold it in!" Mike said.
She did as she was told. She held her breath for as long as she could exhaling in a long sigh. They made her smoke the whole cigarette and she was grateful for the time, trying to think of what she could do. There was a flashlight. She could get the flashlight and hit them with it and run down the trail. She grinned to herself and Lonny, seeing the grin, said, "Ah, the lady is getting stoned."
The trouble was, she couldn't remember where the flashlight was. Despite the circumstances, it was funny that she couldn't remember and she giggled. The harder she giggled, the more she tried to stop. Soon, it seemed like they were all laughing as hard as they could and the camper was hot and thick with a sweet pungent odor.
Beth stopped laughing, wiping her eyes and sitting up. So much time had gone by. Or had it? She looked at the cigarette in her hand and was amazed to see that it was nothing but a tiny stub! It had gone out and just a second ago she had taken her first puff!
Before she could say anything, she was handed another cigarette and somebody lit it for her. Beth sat back on her cot, crossing her legs and smoking. She had never felt so strange. She seemed to be floating, drifting and her body felt good even if it seemed impossible to know how much time had gone by or what was happening. Lonny was next to her on the cot. "Feel good, now?" he asked.
Beth smiled at him and nodded. Her fear was ebbing. They weren't so bad, just young kids acting big. Nothing was really bad, she just had to broaden her mind and understand, that's all. Actually, it was kind of nice being with the boys and laughing. Except she didn't approve of the drinking. Nor the marijuana. She giggled, thinking there was so much she didn't approve of yet she liked the situation.
The boys were naughty. They were young boys growing into manhood and they were being smutty and bad. A shiver ran through her body and she became confused at the feelings she was experiencing. She had flirted with Lonny before, and now, as she looked around, she found most of the boys appealing. Young and appealing. She smiled around.
"Why don't you take your clothes off?" Lonny said after a silence.
And there was another silence without any of them moving. All of them were looking at her. It seemed an eternity before she could say, "No, that would be wrong."
"Come on," Lonny said impatiently, "we all saw you do it with Wilma."
"That was different."
"Oh, sure, yeah, right!" the boys called to one another.
"You a dyke?" Lonny asked.
"Huh?" Beth wasn't exactly sure what he meant, but guessed. "No. Wilma Gans tricked me and I'm going to report her."
"Yeah, you do that," Lonny said dryly, "and be sure you tell my Dad just how you loved it."
"She tricked me!" Beth said with as much vehemence as she could muster. "She got me drunk and gave me some tea to drink and I didn't know what was happening. You've got to believe me! I'm not that kind of girl!"
Lonny put his hands on her shoulders, looking her in the eyes. His eyes were bloodshot and wild. "Maybe you really think you're not that type of girl, but I saw you in action and you loved it. Now I'm going to lay it out for you. You did it for Wilma Gans, you're going to do it for us or else." He held a freshly made marijuana cigarette out to her. "Now you smoke this or it's more white lightning."
Beth smoked the cigarette and felt her will melting. Her body began to feel so good and her mind so strange. A feeling, dark, intense, forbidding, was beginning to churn deep in her groin and she did her best to conceal it as she seemed to take endless drags on the cigarette.
Someone was helping her out of her fringed jacket and she let them. With all the bodies in the little camper, it was hot and she felt more comfortable without the jacket. Still, there was the cigarette to smoke. Was it the same one or a new one? She giggled at not knowing such a simple fact.
She leaned back on the cot, her back against the camper wall and watched, a faraway little smile playing on her lips, as Lonny boldly unbuttoned the front of her blouse. He finished and pulled the blouse open and all the boys crowded around to look at her black bra and the snow-white orbs of her huge, firm breasts that blossomed and bulged out around the black material. A strange sensation came over Beth. Something in her liked seeing the boys' eager greedy faces stare at her almost naked loveliness. Something seething and unholy wanted her to go on while another part of her thought the scene loathsome and depraved. It was all right for them to act curious, it was natural for them to want to know about women, but it was another story for her to enjoy it and feel like encouraging it.
Her feelings about the night before, the feelings her fogged mind and body thought and felt the night before were all coming to the surface. The boy named Mike and Lonny were helping her out of her blouse. It was wrong! It was so wrong yet she found herself thrilling to the rough touch of their hands and seeing their faces so excited and she sat back trying to suppress a lewd smile at their reaction to her bare flesh. Inside, she was torn: she wanted to scream yet was enjoying the feeling so much.
Next, they pulled her cowgirl boots and stockings off and she wiggled her toes and they all laughed. "That's not all you can wiggle!" Mike said.
She shot him a chastising glance, slapping him on the arm but really pleased and lewdly excited by his taunt. She could feel a heat and moistness growing deep up between her legs and she tried once more to control herself.
Then the boys' hands were all over her and she fought, feebly, to fend them off. First, Lonny started unzipping her jeans and she put her hands there and then hands were pulling at her bra and she fought with them only to find her wrists seized and held in an iron grip. They were pulling her jeans down and she kidded and twisted, trying to stop then. Two of the boys were jerking the jeans down, pulling her panties halfway down to her thighs with them and they pulled the jeans clear and threw them over their heads out of sight.
For a second, they stopped their pawing and pulling and looked at her. She was slumped back on the camper bunk, breathing hard from her efforts, her chest rising and falling. One of her breasts had worked its way free in the struggle and the nipple was getting tight and pointing as the boys crowded around, holding her wrists down so that she was powerless to move her arms.
She could move her body and she twisted and turned, lashing out with her legs until the boys grabbed her slim, model-like ankles and pinned her down. Still she struggled, her torso turning and her hips twisting in a way that only excited the Boys more. That's it," Mike said, panting, "Squirm it around some more! That turns me on!"
Beth stopped and caught her breath, looking around at the boys who were crowding so close now. She could feel their breath on her body. She looked down and saw that her panties had been pulled halfway off, down over her stomach to where the soft curls of her pubic heir began. She looked at the boys. None of them were looking at her face and she saw them staring at her helpless body with drugged and drunken eyes, licking their lips and wiping sweat from their faces. It was getting hot in the camper now and the sickly sweet smell of marijuana hung heavy in the air, mingling with the fumes of alcohol as the bottle was passed around.
Some of the boys were taking off their clothing now and she saw bare chests and arms and a lewd thrill ran through her again. She was lying half across the cot and the straps to her bra were hanging down over her shoulders and the huge, beautifully formed breast that had worked its way loose and jutted up for all to see. Her slim waist and stomach were naked far down below her navel and her smooth, well-formed thighs and legs were naked and held in place by strong little hands. Mike lifted her head and offered her the neck of the bottle and she raised her head, opening her mouth to take a drink and Lonny's hand slid behind her back and undid the clasp to her bra.
She began struggling again as the boys watched her body writhe and Mike ran a rough hand down her silky squirming stomach and on to her softly curling pubic fleece under the panties as he said, his voice low, "That's it, I like to see you squirm, teach baby!"
She stopped again and lay still with her eyes closed as they pulled her bra from her and she felt small, insistent hands playing eagerly with her breasts. The alcohol and grass was having its full effect now and she opened her eyes a slit to see hands running over her naked titties, hands, young hands, fighting with one another to touch and caress and squeeze and pinch her nakedness and her face winced and her breasts jumped and quivered as they were squeezed and pulled and her nipples were pinched hungrily.
Her nipples seemed to have a life of their own as they were teased at and pulled and they leaped into an obscene life, tightening and growing pointed, sending lewd thrills through her body. "N-no. No. NO!" she shouted, trembling fighting once more. She felt her cunt lubricated and her vaginal lips swelling with an excitement even greater than she had felt last night with Wilma Gans! Her position was so helpless, and strangely that very helplessness was becoming exciting to her! God, she thought, I'm losing my mind! "Stop, stop, are you crazy!" she screamed, the words tearing through her throat as she struggled all out against the hungry searching hands of the young teenage boys.
They were lifting her clear of the bunk now and pulling her thin flimsy panties down, tearing them as they did. Then they had her by the arms and legs, suspended in the air above the bunk and she was struggling and twisting as they slowly pulled her legs apart and there she was naked in front of them, obscenely naked, writhing, twisting, her hips pumping and turning as they pulled her legs apart and saw the thin little slit of her cunt glistening in its nest of warm curling pubic hair in the weak light. Tiny droplets of sweat broke out on her body and her breasts jiggled obscenely, her smooth, plaits stomach rippling as her hips bucked and twisted vainly against the teenagers' combined strength. She threw her head back and screamed only to have a hand clap over her mouth and she felt hands, young boys' hands sliding up and down her legs and fingers probing at her now completely defenseless cunt. "Damn!" a voice said, "She's hot and ready to go."
"Let me see her pussy, too!"
Beth raised her head, the hand still over her mouth, her eyes wide, to see the boys staring bug-eyed up between her wide spread legs and boyish hands were all over her cunt, spreading the soft, hair-lined lips wide and probing, caressing, hurting her yet exciting her wildly against her will.
"Hey!" Lonny called, "where's Eddie? Eddie's the youngest and he saw the least last night so he gets the first fuck offa' teach, baby!"
All the boys were laughing and calling, and Eddie, just turned fourteen was shoved forward and Beth watched with her own eyes bulging now, the veins standing out in her neck and forehead as she saw the young thin boy get between her wide-held legs and start to pull his jeans down to his knees as the other boys renewed their grips on her arms and ankles and mouth. All she could do was make muffled sounds and thrash her head around and move her body, writhing and struggling to be free.
Eddie now had his pants down to his knees and stood slim and young between her thighs, holding his erect young prick in his hand as she struggled, her body still suspended in mid-air about three feet off the floor. Her struggles only exceeded in making her look even more lewd and abandoned as her hips bucked and gyrated and her breasts heaved and spread lewdly and hands grasped them and a mouth went hot and wet over one of the nipples. Beth finally, her strength gone, let her head fall back and she moaned softly into the hand over her mouth and she felt another mouth suction over her other nipple and the two mouths were sucking and biting at her at the same time and she felt a lewd lascivious thrill shudder through her body. She couldn't help it: the alcohol and marijuana were shutting off the moralistic portions of her brain and she was becoming increasingly uninhibited and… it felt so good.
She could feel the blunt end of the boy, Eddie's young eager cock pushing on her cunt now and she struggled again but only succeeded in running the head of his cock up and down the wet slit of her cunt and exciting herself all the more. She strained and looked up once more and saw Eddie smiling excitedly between her legs his cock in his hand. He looked so young and so slim and eager!
She felt the head of his warmly jerking little penis softly parting the lips of her vagina and slipping lubricated into her cunt, tickling her slightly inside and she struggled again, squirming her hips in mid-air and the fourteen year old went wild and began fucking her with a youthful abandon, his thin, boyish penis worming in and out of her cunt and she let her head fall back again as she moaned out her total helplessness.
The boys were crowded around now, holding her in mid air, watching Eddie's prick slide in and out of the teacher's helpless cunt. They saw Beth gradually give in, the feeling too good to resist. They saw the fluted, hair-covered edges of her vaginal lips grow taut and seem to cling to the slippery shaft of the prick as it pulled out then saw the same lips suddenly quiver and begin to grow as tight as rubber bands and roll in on themselves as he excitedly plunged home. With a lewd greedy delight, they saw those firm lovely hips of hers begin to pump, undulate and writhe with a life of their own and it seemed as if her hips were on ball bearings or steel springs as they began moving. Eddie could ram it home in her now and stand still, Beth would do all the fucking as her mind went hazy and only one thought dominated her mind: she was in front of all these boys, naked, her legs spread wide, being fucked by a mere child, and it was obscene as they watched her being fucked and she loved it!
Her mind wasn't clear now; her position was helpless and she loved it! Let them do anything they wanted! She would give in and do anything they wanted! It felt so good, his young virile penis in her. Her eyes were wild as she lifted her head again and saw them all stripping naked and saw their youthful cocks in all sizes and shapes and ad of them hard and erect! And they were all watching her get fucked crazy by an even younger boy! It was lewd, it was wrong, and yet at the same time it was so delicious! They were going to do it to her anyway. Why not enjoy it!
A feeling of strange power came over her. In her alcohol fogged mind and pot-drenched thinking, she found a strange power in being helpless and humiliated and doing something obscene. She was making them all wild with lust! She had a power over them! She ground her hips forward and squeezed Eddie's cock in her cunt as they all watched and the fourteen year old yelled and his whole body convulsed and she could feel his hot young cum spurting eagerly into her hungrily milking cunt and it only intensified her desire. She had to get more!
She had to have more fucking! If only Bill had gone on and done it to her back in New York that night, if only he hadn't passed out!
Then, Bill fled from her mind as the young half-child between her legs fell away with a moan and the boys laughed and she realized they no longer had a hand over her mouth. She was kissing the teenager named Mike now while he flicked his tongue in her mouth as two other boys continued to suck on her breasts and she felt hands all over her sperm moistured cunt and buttocks, probing and massaging her body and driving her mad with desire. Her hot pointed tongue darted back in Mike's mouth and Lonny was saying something and they were pulling away, shifting her, putting her down on the soft rug of the camper floor on her knees.
She opened her eyes and saw herself kneeling naked in the middle of a circle of boys and they were all naked and all she saw were muscular naked legs, some with hair on them balls and cocks. Young eager pricks were all around her and they were crowding closer.
Lonny was in front of her face, naked and spreading his legs and bending his knees slightly, holding his cock with one hand in front of her face. She looked at it with half-closed eyes. It was bigger than the others and it was naked and right in front of her face. It looked cruel and somehow threatening as Lonny slowly pulled the skin back and the thickening mushroom head gradually emerged right in front of her eyes. The camper was quiet now except for heavy, excited breathing and the boys were crowding closer around her in bated anticipation of what was to come.
She found herself hemmed in by a wall of hot sensuous flesh and stiff swelling young pricks. They pushed in all around her; she could feel strong thighs pressing against her back and shoulders, she could feel the thick erect cocks pushing against her flesh. It was getting hotter in the camper and it was hard for her to breath. In front of her face, she saw the sheriff's son's prick loom large and she felt the end of it brush her lips. She tried to pull her head back and found herself pushing against another cock. Lonny swung his cock back and forth across her tightly sealed lips as the boys giggled and pushed closer. Something was wet on her lips and she licked them with the tip of her tongue. It was a drop of cum oozing excitedly out from the gland!
It tasted odd and yet good. Desire, like a red hot wire twisted deep in her groin and Lonny was pushing his groin against her face, forcing her head back and hands were reaching down and caressing her heatedly perspiring breasts and buttocks as she knelt helplessly on the floor. Someone had her hands and were grading them upward and they were placed on Lonny's prick and she held it with the tips of her fingers and felt its hardness and the way that it throbbed and felt lewd.
She closed her eyes, knowing what they wanted her to do; she had heard about it, it was something that homosexuals and prostitutes, whores, did. Here she was, acting like a whore! And the night before she had been perverted and depraved with another woman! And in spite of her revulsion, she had loved it! She felt more excited than ever before. She felt lewd and obscene and never dreamed that there would be such a thrill in being so lascivious and abandoned! Her mind was whirling and dizzy with the fact that, although she had never known it, she was a lewd and sensuous person. She loved it! She squeezed the sheriff's son's penis in her hand and heard him moan and felt the shudder of pleasure run through his body. What a lewd, wonderfully exciting power she had!
She closed her eyes and opened her mouth as all the boys moaned and whispered hoarse encouragement to her and she felt her hot wet mouth close over Lonny's hot thick hardness and she sucked on it and found she liked the heat and hardness of his cock in her mouth. She loved the taste and the feeling that she was pleasing them wildly. She felt Lonny's hands tangle in her hair and hold her head in place as he fucked her in the mouth, his hips pumping lewdly with Beth letting go of his prick and her hands running up and down his tense trembling thighs then stroking around until she felt his tight masculine buttocks and she cupped the working cheeks and helped him shove his cock deeper into her throat.
She was gagging on his cock but loving it. Boys were pulling at her hands and she let them guide them, feeling her fingers closing around more pricks as Lonny slowly sawed in and out of her mouth as the boys watched, fondling her breasts and cunt and buttocks and she found herself squirming with delight as her hands stroked their pulsating hardness and she felt one swell and he shot his hot, white cum all over her shoulder where it was smeared down all over her breasts and stomach so that her torso glistened in lewd boyish cum. Lonny was growing more excited, his hardened young cock swelling even more in her mouth. The boys watched breathlessly as he slowly pulled the tip from between her even white teeth and Beth's lips pucked out, struggling to stay around the throbbing head as she sucked as hard as she could, making hollows of her cheeks as her tongue swirled voraciously over the end. Then Lonny would gradually sink the head back in, her greedily sucking lips slipping noisiIy up the shaft as she sucked, her cheeks bloating outward from the pressure as she fought to keep from gagging as it forced its way deep into the back of her throat.
She so hot now, she was past thinking. Behind her, Mike had spread her knees and reached down from behind, his naked prick pressing against her back and he had forced his hand between the crevice of her buttocks and was massaging her tight puckered anus. Her desire was so great that she thrust out her ass lewdly, spreading her thighs as wide as possible and Mike's hand was exploring lower and his middle finger was teasing up inside her cunt, igniting a hot desire that made it twitch and throb with the need to be filled.
Lonny, watching what was happening, began sinking to the floor and lying down on his back with the school teacher hanging onto his cock with her tightly locked lips, sucking with all her strength. She was on her knees now, her head bobbing wildly up and down on the boys excitedly jerking cock and loving every moment of it.
Mike was kneeling behind her and she spread her legs and buttocks wide and felt the delicious thrill of the young boy's hands on her nakedly quivering buttocks, spreading them and his prick pushing against her omnivorously inflamed pussy. She moaned with the sheriff's son's prick in her mouth and sucked harder, whirling her tongue around the burgeoning head as she felt her legs being forced wider apart behind her and Mike's cock sliding hotly up inside her open pussy, filling her tightly and beginning to, with hard, buttock-flattening strokes, fuck wildly into her, causing her whole body to convulse and her breasts to quiver like jelly in young teenage hands that teased and fondled greedily. Then… she felt herself suddenly cumming in a lewd heat and the orgasm burst up inside of her stomach like a gas-explosion in a deep well mine. Her body tensed and then convulsed crazily as she found herself caught up in an insanely rising ecstasy, every nerve in her body tingling and vibrating with pleasure as she felt the boy named Mike's cock slamming in and out of her cunt from behind and Lonny was pumping his hips in front of her, shoving his ever growing prick deeper and deeper into her hotly sucking mouth.
And her orgasm seemed to go on and on relentlessly as her eyes rolled crazily in her head, her nakedly perspiring body still trapped and buffeted tightly between the two boys as they lucked her unmercifully between her tightly locked lips and open pussy.
Lonny came first in her mouth, her eyes growing wild and wide, her cheeks bulging grotesquely out as he pumped his white hot young cum deep in her desperately gulping throat. She swallowed hard to keep from choking and strangely found herself loving the boyishly virile taste and, more than that, more than any sense could say, she loved the idea of being helplessly naked with a lust driven teenager doing such an obscene thing as cumming in her mouth with all the other young boys seeing how lewd and abandoned she could really be. She loved it now and they knew it!
Mike, looking down over her shoulder and seeing his friend, Lonny, cum, began fucking her all out from behind with an animal growl in his throat and Beth grunted under each new blow, grinding her buttocks up lewdly to hungrily absorb the next jarring jolt, each rapid downward thrust of his hardened young cock jerking her head back and knocking Lonny's rapidly deflating penis out of her mouth until it slid free, with the young teacher still desperately trying to suck it back. Then, it slipped a few inches away, her lips only attached to it by a few thin rubbery strands of cum that she eagerly licked inside while the boy behind her groaned loudly and pumped his own cum deep up into her straining cunt and as Beth felt the warm wet thrill flooding hotly into her, she was on the verge of still another orgasm.
Mike was being pulled off her still quivering buttocks by the other boys and they were breathing intently. The odor of the camper smelled of alcohol, pot, and cum and all their naked young bodies were sweating excitedly and all of them were silently moving. They didn't have to hold the aroused teacher anymore or make her do things. They were helping her to her feet but they didn't have to. Beth stumbled onto the camper bunk and rolled over flat on her back, bending her knees lewdly and spreading her legs and thrusting her pelvis up so that her cunt was spread and open, its soft, hair-lined lips sperm covered and still throbbing hungrily, her firm white breasts cupped in her hand with the nipples held up invitingly. If she was going to be treated like a whore, she was going to act like one! She was going to use the obscene power she had just found over the boys and make them fuck her blind whether they wanted to or not!
She lay for a split second, looking down with passion-glazed eyes at her naked body on the bunk. Her naked flesh was covered with a thin film of glistening perspiration and her hips were grinding down into the cot then thrusting obscenely up and her buttocks were tightly clenched and rolling under her and her cunt lips twisted and undulated with an undisguised, obscene desire. Her stomach and breasts were covered with thin white trickles of the boys' slippery cum and her hands slid over her breasts as she cupped them and offered them provocatively to the teenagers bending over her.
Then they were on her; hot naked young bodies on top of her and mauling her. A boy was between her legs and still another thin strange penis, pushed between her thighs then slid into her cunt and another was forcing its way into her mouth and she sucked greedily, wildly on it as she undulated and writhed and felt her hands closing over still more young pricks. She caressed them as her hips twitched and she sucked voraciously with her mouth.
Somebody came in her cunt and she couldn't even see his face as he moaned and jerked over her and she felt him slide off and still another young prick force her vaginal lips wide and slip home. She felt herself helpless as she came again and her body shook and trembled as virile teenage cocks fucked her in the mouth and cunt. Oh God, it would go on all night, she hoped through her lust-deranged mind.
And it did. There were lulls when the boys slumped around the camper, naked, smoking marijuana and drinking white lightning as they watched the naked young teacher on the bunk, again sucking the fourteen-year-old Eddie's prick greedily. All of them had fucked her at least once and her body was covered and glistened with sweat and her hair was wet and she had cum over and over and still she was going! Watching her kneel over the thin, naked form of the fourteen-year-old and suck hotly with her hips pumping lewdly up and down behind her, Mike felt his penis growing again and he got up with a moan.
Eddie let out a yell and his body stiffened and Beth stroked his hips lovingly as his back arched and he shot virile young sperm in her mouth and she greedily swallowed it.
Mike was about to lunge for Beth when Lonny stopped him. "How about both of us at the same time?" he whispered in Mike's ear.
"Huh? How?"
Lonny cupped his hand and buzzed in Mike's ear and Beth saw a lewd smile spread over his western boy face. Young boys could look so excitingly evil! She was exhausted and her head was whirling from too much white lightning and pot, but she didn't care. There was a fire in her and only young boys with their eager bodies could put that flame out. She fell back on the cot, holding her arms up to the sheriff's son as he advanced on her. "No, not that way," he said and Mike gave an arrogant little laugh. "On your stomach."
Beth obeyed instantly, rolling over on her stomach and spreading her legs, grinding her buttocks up lewdly. Lonny was kneeling behind her. Beth grit her teeth against the thrill as his hands seized her soft yielding buttocks and spread the smooth rounded cheeks wide apart. This was the position she liked best; it seemed the most helpless and humiliating and obscene, exactly the way she felt at the moment.
She felt the head of the teenager's smooth rubbery cock pressing hotly against her naked little anal mouth and she twitched and ground her hips up so that his prick would be lower and could enter her still throbbing cunt.
But Lonny Lamont just pressed down harder, his nails digging into her buttocks and hurting her as he pushed her down and spread the gently quivering cheeks even further apart and insinuated the blunt end of his penis on her anus again.
"Fuck her ass," Eddie whispered, his prick waving erect again. They all crowded around again, watching as Lonny got in position and bore down hard with the head of his prick on her tiny puckered anus, spreading it wide with outward pressure from his thumbs.
"Fuck her in the ass," another boy whispered.
"Yeah."
"Fuck her good, Lonny."
"Fuck her in the ass so we can see!" Mike said, crouching law.
Beth's body tensed. Her anal lips were being stretched wide and it hurt. "Oh God, wait!" she panted. She tried to move and get up but hands seized her and she was pinned back in her subservient kneeling position. "No, it hurts!" she groaned.
Lonny was straining forward with his cock, burying himself in her soft buttocks and painfully spreading her anus even more. She tried to struggle, wiggling her hips but only aiding the lustfully throbbing head to get a firmer position and she cried out in pain. "No! I'll do anything, anything! Not this! ANYTHING!"
The boys were spreading her legs wide again and Lonny had his thumbs dug in, spreading the soft yielding crevice of her ass cheeks as his cockhead slowly wormed its way inside, stretching the tight, rubbery ring of her anus as she screamed wildly in useless protest. One of the boys, an excited tenseness on his lips, pushed her face down hard into the mattress to quiet her.
Behind, her hips and buttocks were held by other hands now as the sheriff's son continued to slowly, inexorably force his way forward, making a face, his penis head hurting because it was lodged so tight in her tightly clenched rectal lips. But he was determined/to get it in. Then, with a sudden lewd-like popping sound, the tight rubbery ringed entrance to her rectum gave way before his relentless pressure and the head of his cock jerked forward, the entrance snapping shut like a steel trap around the first two inches of his hardened pole of flesh.
Beth's body tensed and fought its way loose from the boy's grasps with a superhuman strength as she felt a pain greater than any she had ever felt before. She felt like she was going to pass out as she let out a long muffled cry down into the shaking mattress and her face twisted as tears flooded her eyes. She could fight all the boys off with her insane strength but she couldn't do anything about Lonny's lust-hardened rod buried painfully up in her rectum, tearing her apart and giving her so much pain she couldn't stop screaming down into the bunk.
Sadistically then, the boy grinned and started slowly pumping in and out. It hurt him so much, it was so huge and pulsating in her rectum, but it gave him a sudden lewd sense of male power. He was actually going to cum up inside this little rich-bitch's asshole. He dug his fingers into her hips and forced her buttocks up until she was half kneeling again and he could get a better position and he shoved his cock in further, feeling the soft, sponge-like walls giving and parting before his boring hardness, as Beth, beneath him, jerked and winced and tried to scream. This was too much! If he sunk it much deeper in her, she felt she would faint with the pain!
Then, as if sensing her tortured thoughts, he began pumping his hips again, feeling the blunt, arrow-like head spear deeper in her as her body tensed until it felt like a tightly wound coil. Each time he pulled back prior to another stroke, the tender sensitive skin lining her rectum clung to the shaft of his prick like it was rubber glue and stretched out with its withdrawal, the rubbery ring of her anal entrance closing so tight that the smooth rimmed head couldn't escape. Each cruel downward thrust pushed his cock a little deeper into her rectum and rolled the sensitized skin of her back passage back in, only to roll it licentiously out again on the out stroke.
Beth's mind snapped at that moment, and with a sudden sense of helplessness and futility, she began to relax as she felt a strange masochistic pleasure, like warm oil pouring over her body. It was a keen lewd thrill that began deep down in her now forever stretched rectum and spread all the way through her cock impaled body and mingled with the pain like smoke from campfires until one became inextinguishable from the other and it all felt so good! And, then, moments later, with an unholy shudder, it became even more obscene to her be cause young teenage boys were watching her enjoy the degradation of her lewd sodomy as she pumped her hips in rhythm to the sheriff's son's brutal thrusts. A loose lewd smile split her face and she moaned in delight and screwed her buttocks up even higher as Lonny fucked her so painfully, joyfully, deep in her now eagerly accepting rectal passage.
This was the ultimate humiliation! There wasn't anything lower than this and she was doing it voluntarily now in front of mere school boys!
In her drug-fogged mind, lewd ideas whirled in her head and she thought that having people watch her was as exciting as the actual thing. She could see cocks swelling again all around the camper as she fucked back greedily, her pain as searing as the pleasure and she relaxed, ready to have his driving young cock and her passion tear her apart, blast her mind with such a white hot heat so that she would be lust-crazed from then on and good only for wild, masochistic sex. And always with other people's appreciatively bulging eyes watching her degradation!
"Yes!" she said, panting, rotating her ass.
"She loves it!" Mike yelled.
"Yes!"
"Want some more, baby?" someone whispered.
"Yes! Yes, fuck me, do everything to me!" her hips were thrashing hard and fast as Lonny grabbed them, held them still then sunk his hardened young cock into her tight inflamed anus all the way up to the hilt. Then he started rolling to one side, trying to pull her over with him. The boys were seizing her again and trying to turn her over. Beth, her eyes fluttering with passion and her mouth open, heaving a low moan, knew what they wanted and rolled over on top of the boy, feeling his strong body under her, his hands reaching and squeezing her breasts.
Her eyes; closed, her mouth open, Beth spread her legs obscenely open, feeling her whole vaginal plane jutting up at the gaping eyes. She bent her knees and Mike looked down and saw her legs widespread, her cunt lips open writhing, and inviting. She undulated her hips and all the boys saw the thick flesh of Lonny's cock splitting her. buttocks and stretching her anus and rectum to the utmost. Her face winced with the pain yet she smiled lewdly, teasingly.
Mike kneeled between her obscenely splayed legs and put the head of his cock on her cunt and rubbed it up and down the glistening slit that trembled and squirmed beneath it. Beth moved her hips, feeling Lonny's prick tight and bulging in her rectum and held her arms pleadingly out to Mike.
He was on top of her with a roar and Beth moaned as she felt his prick plunge into her cunt with a quick wet sluicing sound. She seemed devoid of breath as she felt the two boys begin fucking her simultaneously, felt their pricks sawing back and forth in different rhythms and only separated by the paper thin wall of separating her vagina and rectum. Beth writhed and bucked, her body coiling and her hips pumping as much as they were allowed: and she thought that she would never settle again for anything less than two males fucking; her at the same time! Boys! It had to be young boys who were so hot and eager and she could make them cum up inside her again and again.
The boys crowded close around the bunk now, their rock-hard cocks in their hands as they watched Mike and Lonny really begin to fuck her. They had her pinned in place, sandwiched tightly between them, and she was moaning and groaning with unleashed animal passion as they fucked her savagely. They watched her cum, watched her eyes roll white in her head and her mouth open to let out a long low animal yell of sensual pleasure. She was cumming again and again, as she was jerked and bucked and battered about on the crazily squeaking bunk, fucked with a sweet blind fury! She was helpless and knew it and felt she was going out of her mind with pleasure. It was too intense ahead sweet to endure as her body shook in one insane sexual spasm after another.
A boy, standing by her head, looked down at her fluttering sightless eyes and seized her head in his hands and turned it toward him, rubbing her glistening wet lips with the head of his cock. Beth freed a hand and squeezed the young virile penis lovingly, stroking it back and forth before beginning to suck it. The boy began to pump his hips lasciviously, fucking her in the mouth with Beth's lips tight, locked like a rubber band around the excitedly Jerking head.
Then, with a wild grunt of pleasure, Lonny came in her rectum and she felt the hot sticky sperm shooting into her, filling her up and seeping out. His prick slid in and out easily now, lubricated by his own cum. Mike roared and shot into her cunt, gripping her hard before emptying his balls in her and rolling off with a deep, satiated groan. Lonny was pushing her up off of him with feeble efforts and some of the boys were helping him. She slid to the floor, to her knees, still sucking the other boy's suddenly wildly spurting young cock.
The rest of them wild with pot, booze and desire after the obscene spectacle they had just seem were on her with a brutal passion, showing the kind of indifference and cruelty that only young boys can. They buried her under their bodies and lucked her everywhere with a vicious abandon. Nothing was taboo, and, as the night wore on, each of them took a turn in demanding that she do something to them and she obeyed them all with a lusty shudder, feeling a lewd excitement in abandoning all her former ways and acting like the lowest of whores. She sucked their virile young cocks dry and let them cum in her mouth; she was fucked in every conceivable way, and, finally, all of them exhausted, the ravished young teacher lying naked on the bunk and the camper heavy with the odor of pot, alcohol, sweat, and sex, she could do no more. She was drained of all energy and could barely keep her eyes open.
All eight of the boys had had enough; they slumped around the camper in various stages of exhaustion and sleepiness. Lonny slowly got dressed, yawning and stretching as he shuffled around the camper, finding his clothes. "We'd better split. What time is it? Anybody got the time?"
"It's near four o'clock."
"Jesus, will my old man give me hell!"
"Yeah, me too."
Lonny waved all objections aside. "We went camping. Just stick to that story." He paused by the cot and looked down at Beth. Despite all the debauchery and exhaustion, she still looked tempting. It was the kind of body made for fucking. Beth stared up at him with noncommittal eyes.
"You liked that, didn't you?" Lonny asked with a cruel, knowing smile. "Answer me!"
"Yes," she answered in a lifeless voice.
"And you'll do it again for us, won't you? Let us all gang fuck you anytime we want to?"
"Yes, you can all fuck me together whenever you want to."
Lonny grabbed her cum and sweat-soaked hair in his hands and lifted her head. "And next time, you're going to get Wilma Gans to come along and you and Wilma will put on a show for us. Right?"
"Yes." Again, her voice was flat and unemotional.
Lonny let go of her hair and patted her shoulder.
"You're just agreeing with me now. After a time, you'll want to." He leaned closer. "I'm just a kid, but I've seen women like you get hot-pants before. My Dad had to bust some. You're hooked. You don't like what you do but you love it. That make sense? You'll see."
And suddenly, they were gone, leaving the camper door open and the cool night air rushing into the camper. Beth was too exhausted to try and close the door. It was all she could do to crawl under the blanket on the cot and fall into an exhausted, welcome sleep.