June stopped screaming because she knew she had to. Her mouth bled inside from the slaps she'd received. She had a bloody nose as well. The blood tasted salty and like iron. She held her breath as the crazed young man forced her down over the leather seat of the motorcycle and began to cut the clothes off her with his hunting knife. He had a grip on her hair, and her eyes teared heavily from the searing pain in her scalp. Lying belly-down over the seat, she stated at the ground.
The cold steel of the knife blade slid along her back and made her shiver. She sobbed, but dared not scream again. The vicious youth might slit her throat. She almost wished he would plant the hunting knife in her back and end it all right now. She wouldn't be that lucky, though. The knife sliced down the length of her back, slitting her blouse and bra. As the sun lashed at her naked back, the youth pushed the tip of his knife blade under the waist of her jeans and panties. She felt the blade tickle the length of her asscrack as the boy cut away bier pants. He sliced down the legs of her jeans, then cut the straps of her sandals. Her clothing fell away and she was naked.
"Hot Momma," the boy muttered. "Yeah, Hot Momma!" On his knees behind her, he suddenly forced apart her asscheeks and plunged his mouth between them, sucking on her asshole.
June stifled a gasp. She'd never been more shocked in her life. How could the boy do such a filthy thing? She was more shocked over his sexual perversity than over his knife-happy behavior. Now she was sure he was insane, a degenerate sexual pervert.
The youth's tongue slipped inside her, sending shivers up her spine. The boy moaned like an animal as he licked her out… as if he were enjoying the taste of her filthiest body opening. His tongue slid in and out of her asshole, twisting, licking, probing. June felt tingles in the tips of her toes, felt throbbing sensations in the tips of her nipples. Her naked tits hung over the edge of the black-leather seat like two swollen cow udders.
"God, leave her alone! Will you just please leave her alone?" Howard received another punch for his words. He groaned sickly.
"Toss them, smelly panties over here, Sammy baby," said one of the other cyclists. "This dude needs something stuffed in that hole in his face before. I shove my fist in it."
The boy lapped at June's ass, rubbed his nose up and down her ass-cleft, pried apart her cuntlips and started to lick at her fuckmeat.
"Sammy, I said toss me that bitch's underpants. Get your nose outta her ass for a second, for Christ sake, before I land my boot on your own ass."
"Fuck you," the boy said. He found June's panties and fired them at the man who was lashing Howard to one of the motorcycles.
"Thank ya kindly. Now go fetch the girl's underpants and carry 'em to Willis. He's got his hands full with the young dude."
"Aw shit!" said Sammy. "I'm some kinda slave around this place. Shit!" He slapped June across the ass, making her gasp and jerk. "Don't go away, Momma. If I have to go after ya, I'll stick ya with my knife before I stick ya with something you'll like better."
"Sammy," called a deep voice.
"Yeah, Willis, I'm coming." The boy trudged off.
June tried to think of a way to escape, but her mind just wouldn't stay still long enough for her to focus on any one thought. She felt so naked and vulnerable, she wanted to die. The sun licked at her ass and back, at her naked legs. She shifted restlessly, and the blouse fell away from under her belly. As her naked stomach made contact with the hot leather of the seat, she began to sweat, getting the leather slippery. The seat wasn't the only thing getting slippery, though. Her cuntlips and inner thighs were getting wet, too, as the fuck-juices trickled out of her. She felt so naked, so exposed, that she was turned on, and she couldn't help herself.
A slow trickle of pussycream tickled down her inner thigh. She wiggled her ass, almost wishing the crazed youth would hurry up and get back to her. His tongue had felt so good in her shithole.
She swallowed, tasting more blood, and cursed herself for forgetting momentarily where she was and what was happening. She might be killed. Her husband and son and daughter might all be killed with her. Howard and Randy had shut up, but she could still hear Crystal grunting and whimpering. What was that ugly bull doing to her? My God, what was happening?
She pushed up off the cycle to run to Crystal's rescue, but a rough hand fell on her shoulder. "Going somewhere, Momma?"
The youth spun her toward him and crushed her in his arms, biting her all over the neck as she whimpered. He slid down, biting her tits, getting her nipples between his teeth and stretching them like rubber. He sucked like a hungry calf.
"Jesus, what tits!" the boy muttered, mauling her tits with his hands and mouth.
June stood there helplessly, letting the youth devour her. She saw Howard, who was sitting on the ground and tied to one of the cycles, gaze at her almost with disgust, then turn his eyes away. The long-haired cyclist with the red headband was tying a gag around Howard's head, securing June's panties in Howard's mouth.
Nearby, the tall blond cyclist, the handsome one, was gagging Randy. Randy's mouth bulged with Crystal's panties, and his half-naked, jeans-clad body was tied to a cycle upon which he was sitting, his hands bound behind him. He resembled a barefooted, bare-chested cowboy who was tied astraddle the bare back of a horse, on his way to be hung. Unlike Howard, Randy didn't look away, but gazed at her as if fascinated, looking her up and down, watching the young cyclist, who was no more than a few years older than Randy himself, suck on her tits. June looked away, feeling humiliated and hurt. Her husband was disgusted by her, and her son appeared to be enjoying the sight of her abuse. She even thought she detected lust in Randy's eyes.
She heard grunting and groaning coming from the stationwagon and was shocked to see it rocking, its shock absorbers creaking like the springs of a mattress. She could make out a whale-like back, naked and hairy, moving up and down in the back seat. She thought it impossible that that enormous man, who resembled an ugly and monstrous pro wrestler, could even fit in the back seat of the wagon, let alone that he could be lying on top of her slim little daughter. It was unimaginable that that brute was fucking Crystal. It just couldn't be!
Sammy spun her around and made her lie face-down on the cycle, but along the length of the seat this time rather than drooped over it from the side. He forced her down until her nipples kissed the sun-sizzling metal of the gas tank, then slapped her on the back when she screamed and tried to rear up.
"Fry them tits, Momma." He shoved her down hard, pressing his elbows into her back.
She was straddling the wide leather seat now, her tits squashed to the hot gas tank, her chin resting on the handlebars. The boy threw a rope over her back and began tying her to the cycle. When he got her torso secured, he shoved her wadded-up jeans and blouse under her pelvis so he could lift up her ass, then pulled her legs up slightly and lashed them to the rear wheel of the cycle. She was positioned now so her cunt and ass were easily attainable from behind.
"Whew! Ain't she a ripe-looking bitch!" The long-haired man with the red bandana had come over and was standing in front of her, his hands on his hips.
"I get her first, Coyote," the boy said, throwing off his vest and prying off his boots.
"Don't fret, Sammy, baby," Coyote said, unzipping his jeans. "There's plenty of bitch meat here for all of us." He pulled out his big, floppy, uncut cock.
The boy stumbled out of his jeans, his hard prick flexing up and slapping against his tight abdomen. As be straightened up, his cock throbbed heavily, dripping fucklube. June gazed at his big fucker, wondering whether Randy had a similar cock. She quickly put the thought out of her mind, wondering what had come over her to have such a thought. She must be losing her mind. Perhaps she'd already lost it.
"I'm gonna have me a Hot Momma," the boy muttered as if to himself. He climbed up behind June, mounting both the cycle and her ass. Straddling the machine, standing on tiptoe, be rubbed his hot prickhead up and down her cunt-furrow, greasing it with her fuck slime.
Her spread-open cunt itched, excited by the contact of the youth's prickmeat. A hot throbbing began in her loins and her fuckhole began to leak again.
"Juicy Momma," the boy whispered, his words juicy as he salivated.
Coyote chuckled and started pulling off his clothes. "Well, stick her, whelp! Quit hogging that bitch ass."
"Go fuck yourself," Sammy growled. "I'm gonna take my time."
The tall blond man ambled up, smiling as if to himself. "Nice," he said. "Real nice." He slipped his T-shirt off over his head, revealing a smooth, chiseled torso.
June watched the handsome man start to unbuckle his pants, anxious for a look at his fucker, but suddenly her head was jerked back by the hair as Sammy fell forward, using her hair like the reins of a mare as he rammed his big cock up her cunt. Her mouth gaped, a slow groan escaping her throat, her eyes full of tears.
"Ahhhhh!" the youth moaned, working his cock in and out with short, quick stabs. "Hot Bitch Momma!"
Coyote clapped. "Give it to her, give it to her!" His uncut prick snapped up, the foreskin pulling half off the knob, and he moved up, straddling the front wheel of the cycle. Shoving Sammy's hands away and taking a firm grip on her hair, he held her head steady as he rubbed his moist, stinking cockhead all over her face, coating her lips with his cockcheese.
June gagged, wishing she were dead. She wanted to scream at him to get his stinking cock out of her face, but she didn't dare. She could only whimper, her nose starting to bleed again as Coyote rammed his fucker at her nostrils. Sammy straightened up, fucking her with longer, harder strokes, his prickhead ramming the mouth of her womb, all eight inches of his hot cock ripping in and out of her. She hadn't been fucked this hard in a long time and she moaned with a pained pleasure, her mouth wide open. Coyote forced his cock into her mouth, rammed it down her throat. She gagged, choking to death.
"Suck it," Coyote said, jerking on her hair. "Come on, bitch, pleasure my prick." Just when June feared she would black out for lack of air, Coyote eased his cock out a few inches.
Gulping air, thankful to be alive, June began to suck almost as if she appreciated Coyote's smelly uncut cock. As she smacked her lips, licking and sucking, Coyote sighed, his fucker swelling in her mouth, his cock veins rippling along her lips as he fucked between them.
On her ass, Sammy fucked like a jackrabbit, pistoning his cock, making it sizzle inside her. He grunted with each thrust, smacking his lower abdomen against her ass, reaming out her cunt with his big teenaged cock.
"Hot Momma, Hot Momma!" the youth muttered, digging his fingernails in her ass and humping viciously. "Fuck you, oh, fuck you!"
June could almost hear the youth grinding his teeth as he concentrated, ramming her again and again, nearly knocking the wind out of her. She grunted with each thrust she received, but her voice was stuffed back down her throat by Coyote's plunging cock. Coyote's hairy groin scoured her nose, which continued to bleed, her blood dribbling on Coyote's sliding prick. With each thrust of the man's prick into her throat, she tasted more of her own blood and she gagged on it.
"Lick under the head, ya stupid bitch!" Coyote said, tightening his grip on her hair, cracking her alongside the head with his free hand. "Ain't nobody ever taught you how to suck cock?"
Whimpering, June churned her tongue at the underside of the cyclist's stinking prickhead. His big cock swelled in her mouth and he rammed it halfway down her throat, his naked belly undulating.
"God damnnnnn!" Coyote growled. "Aw shit!" His prick shuddered, contracted, poured hot jism down her throat. He fucked with quick motions, his prick pulsing, his jism spurting against the walls of her throat and gagging her.
June swallowed the man's cam. The pungent flavor of it sickened her at first, then began to please her. As the man poured out his load, she sucked, milking his cock, delighting in the way it pulsated between her lips. She was almost disappointed when he hauled his cock out.
Coyote slammed her back and forth across the face with his big floppy prick. The blows nearly knocked her out.
"Goddamn bitch!" he growled. "I didn't tell ya to suck that hard, didn't tell ya to lick like that. Sheeit! I didn't wanna come yet, Goddamn it!"
The youth behind her slapped her ass repeatedly, using both his hands, whacking both of her asscheeks. He fucked without a letup, his prick fucking as if driven by a machine. "Ohhh, Hot Momma, Hot Momma!" June's cunt sizzled, its swollen walls of hot fuckmeat melting with pleasure. She wiggled her ass, unable to control it.
The tall, blond man pushed Coyote. "Hey, lay off her! I want her conscious, for Christ sake!" He pulled Coyote away.
"Goddamn bitch!" Coyote muttered, waving his prick in his hand as if it were a heavy rubber hose.
"Go sit down and cool off, man," the blond man said, "Don't go having a stroke or something."
"Fuck you, Willis!" said Coyote, wincing as he ambled off over the sharp rock fragments everywhere on the red clay road.
Willis showed June his prick. It was cut, clean, and a lot bigger than Coyote's cock, standing out from the handsome man's naked loins at a forty-five degree angle. He pressed it close to June's nose so she could sniff it.
She moaned, opening her mouth, begging to suck it. It was the first time she'd ever begged to suck any man's cock. She drooled, hungry for Willis' big prick, churning her ass as Sammy fucked her cunt from behind.
Smiling, Willis eased his cock away, just out of range of her straining tongue. "Not yet," he said. "Maybe never. You want it too bad." He turned around, backing his muscular ass toward her face, showing her his dangling balls and his asscrack. Hauling apart his asscheeks with a pair of huge muscular hands, he showed her his moist brown asspucker.
She held her breath as Willis mashed his ass against her mouth. The aroma of musk and sweat and shit was too much for her.
"Eat it out," Willis said, reaching back to plant a big hand on her head. He squeezed her skull as if it were a grapefruit, grinding her nose and lips against his asshole. "Lick, shove your tongue up my shithole!"
"Lick it out!" Sammy bellowed, ramming in savagely, slapping her tender back with rough hands. "Do what Willis tells ya, Bitch Momma!"
Willis ground his hairy asshole at her bleeding nose. She was trapped between the two merciless males, tears flowing down her checks, her cunt getting raw.
"Well shove it in, stupid," Willis said. "Tongue-fuck my asshole, ya dizzy broad."
Trying to hold her breath, June twisted her tongue, working it in deep. She wished she were dead. She couldn't imagine anything more degrading or perverted, being forced to lick out the asshole of this man. She grunted as she probed the man's shithole with her tongue, her cunt clutching at Sammy's relentless cock. Her toes prickled from the intense fuck sensations that streamed through her body. She was both in heaven and hell, getting fucked as she'd never been fucked before, but smothering against the stinking asshole of Willis. Just when she thought she was getting used to the taste of Willis' shithole, he farted.
June retched again, certain she was going to vomit this time, but Willis released her head, pulling his asshole from her tongue. A breath of fresh air saved her at the last moment.
Willis bent over, showing her his asscleft and crotch and heavy-hanging balls. They were big balls, like those of a bull. June didn't need to be told what to do next. She began lapping at the stud's sweaty crotch and balls before she got bellowed at or slapped some more.
"Ahhh!" Willis sighed. "Give 'em a nice wet tongue-bath. And get my ass some more, too." He backed up closer, rubbing his crotch in June's face.
"You heard 'em, Hot Momma. Lick that ass some more." Sammy slapped her hard on her lower back, making her shriek.
She could have killed the savage youth. Instead, she slobbered frantically, all over Willis' asscrack and crotch, licking off the sweat, tasting musky hairs. The heady male aroma both repulsed and excited her. She bit gently at the tall man's large balls, nipping them with her lips. All the while, she rotated her ass, churning her cunt around arid round the pistoning cock of the youth. Her fuckhole felt tense and molten like a volcano about to erupt.
Willis jacked his cock as June gave his balls and ass a tongue-bath. His muscular arm jerked. "Mm, way to lick, bitch!"
June felt a rush of rage. She couldn't stand being called a bitch. She felt like sinking her teeth into his huge swollen balls. Instead, she lapped them with long wet swipes of her tongue. Her tongue traveled up, cleaning out the steaming ass-cleft of the man.
"Ahhh, yeahhh, lick my ass!" Willis sighed, jerking away at his big cock. "Suck them big balls!"
"I'm gonna blow your head off, Hot Bitch Momma!" Sammy fucked her frantically, his prick burning the meat out of her cunt, his hard belly smacking her ass, his fingernails buried in her fleshy hips. "Oh, Christ, oh, Momma, oh, shit!" The boy grunted like a pig, started to whimper as if he were being whipped. His prick swelled inside her, growing hard as stone, vibrating, pulsating. He collapsed forward on top of her, pumping his jism up her cunt. "Ahhhhhhh!"
June gasped, her ass jerking with the seething explosion of cum into her. The mad jerking and vibrating of the youth's cock sent needles of pleasure through the swollen fuckmeat of her cunt. As the boy released another flood of hot jism into her body, June felt a rush of maddening sensation in her fuckhole. Arching back, her fuckhole contracting furiously, she exploded with orgasm, letting out an agonized whine.
"Hot Momma!" the youth moaned, crushing her to the gas tank of the cycle, jerking and grunting on top of her, fucking like a machine out of control as he pumped his cum into her. "Ohhhh, yeahhhhhhh!"
June saw stars. The pleasure exploded in every cell of her body. She shuddered violently, nearly passing out. She'd never been fucked like this, had never experienced such an intense orgasm.
The boy's cock throbbed inside her until he'd emptied his balls, then softened. The boy bit her hard on the neck. "Dirty bitch," he growled in her ear. "Goddamned whore!"
Grunting, be forced himself up, then yanked his prick from her ravished cunt. He whacked her a few times on the ass with his heavy, jism dripping cock before he unstraddled the bike.
Willis turned around, still stroking his cock. His pisshole was wide open and leaking fucklube as he fisted his big veiny fucker. He rubbed his prickhead on June's cheeks, smearing warm fucklube all over them. June held her breath, revolted by the slimy fluid and by the smell of the man's cock. Now that she'd experienced her orgasm, now that her insane fuck-tension had been drained off, the sight and smell of the man's cock disgusted her.
"Let's cut her up," Sammy said, going for his hunting knife, his smelly young ass spreading toward her face as he bent over to look for the weapon under his discarded clothing.
Willis planted a bare foot on the boy's hand. "Leave it be, hot-head. Just because you got your rocks off don't give you the right to waste her. She's got a lot of fuck left in her, and I intend to have it."
The boy's shoulders tensed for a moment, then dropped. He straightened up and walked away without a word. June exhaled with relief.
Willis smiled, waving his big cock at June. As he moved toward her to ram it down her throat, a bull-like voice growled, "Hey, Willis, don't waste it on that washed-up old bag. Looky what I got for ya here."