As was their custom on every tour of the grounds, the two uniformed security guards stopped on the shore of a small cove at the far end of the honeymoon cottage complex. They kept an ice chest there with beer in it on summer nights like this, or thermos jugs of coffee during the fall and winter months. They had rounds of logs arranged to sit on and rest their feet, and a stone-lined pit to build a warming fire when the nights turned really cold.
All of this lay hidden in a clump of dense brush that hugged the water's edge. Moonlight shimmered on the still water of the cove like a silver oil slick. It wasn't cold enough to bother making a fire, so they sat in darkness and sipped their beer.
"Something funny going on in the cabins those two cousins and their new husbands rented," the trailer guard said.
"Yeah, I could swear I heard three women's voices last time we walked by."
"You suppose they brought a chaperone on their honeymoon?" the shorter partner suggested jokingly.
"Hell, I can't figure why they're all still in the same cabin. I thought honeymooning couples came here for privacy."
"Yeah, most do… but they wouldn't be the first we've had that did a little swinging on their wedding-night." Then the guard suddenly lowered his beer to squint intently through the cover of leafy branches that secluded their hidden resting place. "Jesus Christ, look at that!"
Colette was running toward them down the lakeshore, long-legged and graceful as a gazelle. Her silver hair and the long front pieces of her mother's stole streamed far behind. She was naked except for that fluttering cover of fur. The two guards could clearly see one proud young tit and the gleam of her silvery cunt-hair.
Three men chased after her, all of them naked and gifted with monster cocks. The tallest was a huge man, and he was gaining on her.
"What the hell are two brides doing with three men?" the taller guard asked his partner in an excited whisper.
"Beats the shit out of me, but remember? That cuddly strawberry blonde said there were three."
"Must be more than. Listen!" Dawn's orgasmic screams of rapture could be heard clearly through the open cottage door.
Then they heard the voice of the older woman. "Oooh, Rob! Ungh! I love the way you work your cock around in me. It's not as big as the others, but the movement is exquisite!"
"We've got a fucking orgy going on here," the taller guard said.
"Well shit, isn't that what a honeymoon is supposed to be?"
There was another young honeymooning couple strolling hand-in-hand along the lakeshore, apparently enjoying a brief respite from heated sex in the cool night air. The man gaped as Colette ran toward them. "My God, look at that! She's gorgeous!" he said, swiveling sound as she ran by a few feet away.
His wife jabbed him with her elbow. "You son of a bitch, we're on our honeymoon! You're not supposed to be gawking at other women!"
"But shit, she's running almost naked in the middle of the night!"
Then his wife saw the three men chasing her, all with huge meaty cocks stiffly erect. Her jaw dropped and her eyes flared wide.
"Look at them!" she said to her husband of only a few hours. "I've never seen three beautiful big cocks like that at once before."
"Hey, you told me you'd never seen any cock before mine!"
"Oh, well…" A guilty smirk flashed across her face and then she sighed. "God, how I wish just one of them would chase me!"
"You bitch!" he grabbed her arm as the trio of naked men thundered by.
She laughed and called after them. "Hey, fellas! I won't run away! Look, my husband won't let me!"
"God damn it, shut your mouth!" He whirled her around and slapped the lewd grin off her face.
She glared hotly as the red hand-shaped welt blazed across her milk-white cheek. Then she gazed, fondly into eyes gleamed with jealous lust. "Ooooh, my darling… I didn't know you cared so much!"
The jealous husband snarled, "I'll show you!" and ripped off her skirt. He threw her down on the moonlit sand and whipped his cock out. "I'm going to fuck you right here on the beach!"
"What are we going to do?" the shorter guard whispered. "That bunch is going to start a riot!"
"There's nothing we can do. We're not even supposed to be down this far. If the damn boss finds out we have a few beers on the job, we'll be in worse trouble than any of them."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." They both sat down to watch from their cover of dense brush.
Frank caught Colette's streaming silver hair and yanked her to a stop. She screamed, stumbling backward, throwing both hands to her head.
She lost her balance and fell at Frank's feet. Jesse and Cole were both on her instantly. Cole chained her wrists together behind her back and clicked a lock shut. Then he bowed her over backwards and looped the loose end of the clanking chain around her ankles. Another lock clicked and she was frozen helpless in that back-bent position down on her knees.
"She don't look so naughty and high now," Jesse said with a sneering grin. He took one trailing end of the fox stole and brushed it lightly across Colette's tingling nipple tips.
Being bent over backwards and chained as she was, her proud tits jutted more sharply than before. He rubbed the firm cones of flesh and Colette gasped. Different sensations clashed wildly in her mind – first the rough, steel hard chafing of chain. Then the soft, delicate tinge of fur.
The clash of conflicting sensations made the pain worse, the pleasure more intense. Colette gasped and Jesse grinned, knowing how delicious her torture was. Then he said, "I guess since I'm the smallest, I'll take her ass. I'm the only one who can wiggle between her bound arms and legs." He proceeded to do it.
"And since I'm the tallest, I'll fuck her face," Frank said. "It will be the easiest for me to reach."
"Since I've the biggest cock, and since that's all we got left to fill, I'll take that little silver-haired cunt she bragged about being such a great fucker," Cole said.
Jesse crawled under the bow of her back with his cock reaching up. His weight pressed her calves down into the sand. The width of his shoulders, strained between her thighs and arms chained to her ankles. Colette cried out from the pain even before the heated tip of his big cock found the rim of her ass.
Frank's towering hulk straddled her bent back form. He lifted her head and cradled it in both hands, smiling as he pushed the bloated head of his big cock to her lips. Colette moaned fearfully but could not pull away.
Cole dropped to his knees close behind Frank and wagged his cock up and down on her exposed cunt. Being bent over backwards exposed the tender nub more than usual. She felt vibrant shocks of lewd pleasure and soon forgot her pain.
Three big cocks pushed into her all at once – into her ass, into her pussy, and into a mouth that wanted to scream. Jesse's entered her ass with smooth-flowing ease. Rob's brutal ass-fucking had well greased her asshole.
Cole's monster cock strained her cunt, but at least it was in a comfortable position. Frank's was all wrong. The way she was bent backwards and her head lifted back up, there seemed to be no way he could enter her throat.
Jesse and Cole fucked her from the back and front at the same time. One drove in as the other withdrew. There was always one stiff prod deep inside of her. Then they varied their rhythm and both fucked in at once.
Their two heavy cocks dueled inside her cunt and ass. They battered a thin wall of flesh between pussy and ass. Colette groaned and shivered, stunned by just two cocks pumping at once – panicked by the thought that she still had another to please.
Frank said, "Suck it, cunt face! You seemed to like talking about all the fucking you've done. After this, you'll really have a story to tell. Damn few women in this world have ever taken in a yard of cock all at one time."
Jesse laughed wickedly, humping into her ass from behind. Cole echoed his sadistic glee and reamed her pussy from the front. Colette's lithe body rocked between them, driven first one way and then the other.
She muttered sounds of torment, all muted by the big head of Frank's cock. Her tongue flailed the padded tip, trying to make him cum before he got it all in. But that frenzied wet motion only made him want more. Ht jerked her head higher and rammed his cock to the soft back of her mouth.
Colette's body trembled, clanking her chains. When she sagged back, Jesse's big cock thrust painfully deep in her wringing asshole. When she thrust forward, Cole's monster cock threatened to rupture her pussyhole.
The taller guard whispered, "I can't remember there ever being a honeymoon quite like this."
"I can't either, and I can't wait until we go off-shift. God, what I'm going to do that bitch wife of mine tonight!"
"What do you mean?"
"I've got a hot cock from watching this and some chain in the garage."
"Want an even better idea?" his horny partner suggested. "Why don't we both go to your house, and then all go to mine?"
"Yeah, why not? Why should the damn honeymooners have all the fun?"
Colette had experienced multiple orgasms before, but always in sequence – one delightful purging rush of pleasure after another. Never three all at once as was happening now.
Jesse's cock drilled faster from behind beating her asshole. Cole's long cock rod heated and stirred her pussy into a seething frenzy. The twin sensations twined and fused in her groin. Both ends pulsed and heaved with wringing delight.
And Frank was fucking her mouth, pumping his stiff cock so hard that it jarred the back of her head. Thank God he was content with what her sucking lips and cheeks could do. Trying to ram all of that fierce hot cock down her throat might have broken her neck!
Colette's lean, sleek body undulated between them – rocking first back and forth, then up and down. The stunning silver-haired bride was no longer aware of the biting chains or the clanking sounds they made each time her body moved.
Only one thought obsessed her – to make the three well-hung kidnappers cum all at once. A full yard of cock! Three gushing fountainheads of pleasure. Even her lusty mother had never taken on that much at one time.
Colette writhed and twisted, reaching out and thrusting back, varying her moves to keep all three men at about the same level of delicious tension.
Jesse seemed the most anxious so she eased the gripping tension of her powerful ass muscles when she sat back on him. Frank's cock seemed to need the most attention. Not being completely encased in warm flesh, his urgency lagged behind the others.
Colette gave a grunt of frustration. She wanted all three at once. The highest thrill of her life would be lost if she failed to manage that. She wrenched her wrists back and forth, fighting the loops of chain that bound them.
Constant thrusting and jarring this way and that had loosened the loops around her left arm. She was able to wiggle it free and brought her hand up. Fingers half numb from the restraint of cold steel closed around the exposed base end of his cock.
Warmth from his big cock soon fired them with life. She circled and stroked Frank's exposed cockshaft, and she sucked and tongue licked the part in her mouth.
Jesse's cock wasn't twitching in pre-orgasmic delight anymore, but Cole's huge prick was throbbing tensely. Frank still trailed behind. Freeing her left wrist left slack that let her pull the right one loose too. She got both hands up, not caring at all about the pain where steel links had reddened her tender skin.
She lifted the silky right side of the stole and cupped Frank's egg-sized nuts in a nest of deep fur. Wavering fingers teased them to excite the full eruptive force Colette knew they must contain.
Frank gasped. Jesse grunted. Cole held his breath. Colette rocked and swayed deftly between them. And they did all fire at precisely the same moment! That was her thrilling reward.
Colette felt a jet of cum shoot up her ass, another down her throat and a third straight into the depths of her pussy. The three blazed like rockets all aimed at the base of her brain. They hit and exploded simultaneously, blasting her dizzy mind into a swirling cloud of ecstatic delight.
A blinding white glare swept across her widened eyes. Twirling red and blue lights flashed above that and there was a shrill, warbling cry like the scream she felt inside but could not get out because of Frank's cock stuffing her mouth full.
Not until the peak of her triple orgasm had been reached did Colette realize that her glorious climax and a police car had arrived at exactly the same moment.
And the meaning of that didn't sink in until Jesse hastily pulled his well-wrung cock from her ass. "Now would be a good time to beat a hasty retreat," he told the others.
"Amen, Brother! Amen!" And the three of them vanished naked into the darkness of that summer night.