Sandy waited impatiently as Chato washed the dishes and pots they had used for their breakfast. She made no attempt to assist the girl, nor did either Joey or Felton make any gestures toward helping. Sandy kept her eyes alternating between Gina and Pete; both of them were intensely aware of her calculating gaze. Felton and Joey smoked and discussed their future plans in a low voice which Gina could not overhear.
"All through?" Sandy asked when Chato left the pots and dishes. "Yeah, good job, honey. Damn, I'm starting to be glad we picked you up! It's nice, having a chick around to do all the shit work! Come on, kid, let's see what the ranger boy has to offer us. Here, get them jeans off him – we want him bare assed!"
Pete would not assist them in stripping off his jeans so Sandy reached into the pocket of her hiphuggers and brought out a wicked-looking switchblade. Flicking it open and exposing a glittering blade, she leaned over him and prepared to rip the jeans open.
"Sure hope you don't try to move real quick," she muttered with a dry chuckle. "I'd hate to make a soprano outta you before your time! Ahh, there we go, just rip 'em off the rest of the way!"
Working together, they quickly divested Pete of his jeans. When he writhed about on the floor of the shack, Sandy snarled angrily.
"Sonofabitch, you'd think we was trying to kill you!" she grunted. "Okay, if you wanna be that way we got the medicine for you, you stuck-up cuntlapper!"
She found another length of cord, sliced it in two, and directed Chato to tie one of his ankles to the corner post of the bunk.
"I'll tie the other one to this crate of junk," she muttered. "Yeah, that's good enough to hold him. Now let's see you get outta that, damn your bushy face! You keep on acting up like this and I'm gonna pinch you right in the middle of that beard of yours!"
"Oh, wow, that's put him down!" Chato giggled.
"Can't never tell, might bring him up," Sandy corrected her. "Hell, I knew this freak in Minnesota, he really dug it! Yeah, it really got his balls to boiling for me to squat over him and kiss and pinch him! What the hell, he was willing to pay fifty bucks a shot for it. Easiest money I ever made!"
"This guy, he wouldn't dig that," Chato predicted. "Wow, lookit the balls on him! Man, you just know them nuts has gotta be loaded with hot juice!"
"Yeah, and dig the cock," Sandy agreed, reaching out to fondle it. "You're down now, old prick, but Chato 'n me, we're gonna bring you up like nobody's business!"
With that, she rose to her feet and tugged off the halter top masking her breasts. She flung the garment aside and preened herself, rubbing her palms over her large crimson nipples and cupping them under the huge mounds so that they jutted out even more prominently.
"What're you looking at?" she asked, noticing that Gina's eyes were on her breasts. "Hey, you one of them gay girls? You wanna lick my titties? Maybe you're one of them muff divers I heard about – wanna eat my pussy? Shit, I don't care, honey; I'd as soon feed it to you as to anybody else!"
"Good God no!" Gina gasped, averting her eyes and shuddering with disgust. "Don't even mention such things!"
Sandy hooked her thumbs into the elastic ribbing at the top of her hiphuggers and pulled them down. Gina could not avoid looking: at first she stared curiously but then, seeing something which attracted her attention, her eyes narrowed with greater interest. Sandy had a cord, evidently a piece of plastic clothesline, knotted about her hips in a highly unusual way. The piece of white cord circled her waist completely; a second piece, knotted to it in front and rear, dipped down between her full, fleshy thighs. Noting the girl's look of interest, Sandy laughed and came closer to her.
"Just a little gadget I fixed up some years ago," she said, lifting one foot and placing it on the edge of the bunk in such a way that she opened her thighs almost completely. "See what it's good for.”
Although she felt a deep sense of disgust at herself for betraying an interest in anything about the woman, especially something that gave every indication of being obscene, Gina could not help looking more closely. She saw that the piece of cord running between Sandy's thighs had been knotted in the middle; the knot, a mass of loops and turns the size of a walnut, was positioned so that it rested squarely between the lips of her pussy.
"It's a little reminder," Sandy added after a moment. "Just a way of keeping the kettle on a low boil, you might say. See, I had this old geezer who was paying my rent a few years ago – he figured it out and paid me extra to keep it on almost all the time. Every time he gave me a feel, see, and found it there he slipped me an extra five! Feels pretty good most of the time – sort of like having your own cock shoved up your cunt all the time!"
"Incredible!" Gina gasped, appalled at the woman's blatant sensuality. "I wouldn't have believed that anyone could be so depraved!"
"You got a lot to learn," Sandy sneered, unfastening the cord and pulling it from between her thighs. "Here, have a sniff of the knot – maybe it'll tell you something about what a nice hot cunt's like!"
Giggling with sadistic glee, Sandy draped the cord over Gina's face. The girl frantically moved her head from side to side in an effort to escape the filthy thing but could not; Sandy crowed happily as she dragged the knot over Gina's tightly compressed lips.
"Yeah, open up and have a bite!" she chortled. "See if you wanna get yourself a mouthful of ol' Sandy's snatch! Don't want it? Okay by me, kid; maybe we'll check you out later on!"
With that, she tossed the cord aside with a careless gesture. She turned back to Pete and, seeing that Chato still wore the blue jeans and sweatshirt which fitted her so poorly, ordered the girl to strip.
"Shit, we'll both of us work on that creep!" she muttered, going over to Pete and kneeling beside him. "You can't never tell, he might be the sort that can't get it up till a couple of chicks grab hold of him!"
"Yeah, or maybe even three!" Chato added, quickly slipping out of her clothes. "Hey, wow, what if you 'n me 'n the chick, all three of us, got on him and started screwing around? Bet he never balled three chicks at once before!"
"He could have," Sandy muttered, fondling his cock with her fingers and grinning with pleasure. "Man, it won't take long to get this rod worked up, he's already getting a little hard! Get down there, Chato, and suck him up a little – give him some head and see if that don't bring him up!"
Gina squirmed and wriggled against the ropes holding her down but could make no headway against them. Chato proved to have an exciting little body, she could not help noticing; the Latin looks went nicely with the small but apparently extra-firm breasts mounted atop her bony ribs. She moved quickly to obey Sandy's order and bent down to take the tip of Pete's prick in her mouth. Though she would ordinarily have hidden her eyes in shame, Gina could not avoid watching the girl's fingers peel back the loose foreskin covering the cock's head. Exposing the lavender-hued tip, she then took it in her mouth and began sucking strenuously.
"Yeah, that little honey sure likes to eat dick!" Sandy murmured, turning slightly and darting a look at Gina. "You feeling a little jealous, honey? It get you upset, watching that little bitch eat your ranger boy? Just stay put, honey, you ain't seen nothing yet! Me 'n Chato, we're gonna fuck and suck him till there ain't nothing left but a hollow shell!"
"What earthly good does this do you?" Gina demanded, trying to twist free and failing. "You're shameless, absolutely shameless!"
"Shit, we're just trying to make the most out of a good thing," Sandy replied. "You getting a little horny too? I bet of Joey there'd be' glad to drill out that cunt of yours for you! Shit, he's got a whang on him that's as long as that of whore's dream you keep hearing about!"
"Ugghh! What a filthy thought!" Gina stormed.
Joey paid no attention to Sandy's suggestion. He and Felton were still deep in their conversation and seemed not even to notice that there were other people in the room.
"Hey, wow, lookit what I raised up!" Chato murmured, lifting her head off Pete's body and looking down with undisguised satisfaction. "Ain't he something else? Now that's a cuntful of cock if I ever saw it.
She had brought about a tremendous change in Pete's cock. It now swelled out proudly, a magnificent shaft topped by a big purple head. Gina's flesh shivered with vague feelings of sensuality when she saw the full dimensions of his prick – it was easily the largest she had ever seen.
"Yeah, that's good work," Sandy muttered as she crouched over his loins and aimed the stiff rod up into the lips of her pussy. "Mmm, it's like it was made out of fire! Oohh, ranger boy, am I ever gonna groove on this!"
"Work it in!" Chato purred, stepping back and reaching between her own thighs to drive two fingers deep into her cunt. "Yeah, work it in, Sandy, and make him cum!"
"Shit, I don't care if the bastard ever pops his nuts or not!" Sandy scoffed. "I'm just gonna ride him till I feel my guts melting 'n running out my cunt! If he wants to shoot off, let him – I don't care!"
She assumed a kneeling posture, still retaining her cuntal grip upon Pete's thick cock, and began fingering herself. Gina's eyes, wide with awe, followed the woman's every move, even though her mind rebelled at what she was seeing. Although the sight disgusted her, she could not force herself to look away. By using her finger to stimulate her clitoris and moving her hips in a slow, circular grind, Sandy was able to bring herself to a quick climax. Even Gina could tell that the sensual crescendo was approaching; the woman's face became distorted with passion and her cries mounted in intensity as she fucked herself faster and faster.
"Uhh! Oohh! Anngghh!" she grunted. "Screw it! Fuck it! Oohh!"
She hung in place above him, quivering with delight until even her huge breasts jigged up and down in time with her movements. After a moment she shook her head, blinked, and sighed heavily.
"Yeah, that's what cocks were made for!" she muttered as she lurched off Pete's body. "Mmm, was that ever a nice cum!"
"Can I do him now, Sandy? Huh? Lemme do him," Chato asked, kneeling beside Pete and looking over at the woman with a pleading expression on her pretty face.
"Huh? Yeah, you can suck him," Sandy whispered, waving her hand. "You wanna blow him, blow him, I don't care!"
Chato leaned forward and took Pete's cock into her mouth. Although the prick glistened brightly with the cunt juice Sandy's orgasm had left on it, the girl paid it no heed. Her mouth closed hungrily upon the bulging, swollen tip of his prick, Gina's heart skipped a beat when she saw this; she knew that the cock would reek of cunt and that Sandy's hole was undoubtedly as filthy and corrupt as the rest of her. Chato, however, seemed to relish the treat she had been given.
"My God, there's no limit to your depravity!" Gina whispered as she watched the girl devour Pete's cock.
"Huh? Oh, Chato," Sandy grunted, rousing herself at the girl's remark. "Yeah, she's a little wild about eating cock. She'll suck dicks all day long if you let her. And cum? She'll eat more cum than anybody in town!"
"Is she sick?" Gina asked, hardly aware of what she was saying.
"Sick? Don't guess," Sandy said with an indifferent shrug. "What do you mean, sick? Just because she likes to give blowjobs, she's gotta be sick? Geez, what kinda creep are you, anyway? Christ, didn't you never suck a guy off? I never heard of such a lunkhead!"
Gina did not answer. Slowly she was coming to the conclusion that Sandy was hardly human, or perhaps from so different a segment of society that they barely shared the same language.
"Mmm! Gllbb!" Chato moaned, working her mouth frantically around Pete's cock. "Mmmm!"
She had grasped a portion of the thick shaft with her tiny fist, seizing the few inches that were not in her mouth. Gina marveled at her ability to cram the prick into her lips; surely the head of his cock must be halfway down her throat, she thought. Chato's grasping fist worked up and down the shaft of the prick with lightning speed. She began alternating movements, occasionally lifting her mouth entirely off the cock and pistoning her fist up and down its entire length.
God, she's jacking him off and sucking him at the same time! Gina thought. Mmm, what a sexy combination! Oohh, will he cum? Surely he can't resist much longer; he's got to shoot off with her doing all that!
"Ahh, you don't wanna cum for Chato?" the girl purred happily, casting a fond look at Pete, who lay with his eyes closed and his body rigid. "Don't worry, honey, I coax it outta you! Ain't no man ever kept back his cum when I wanted a mouthful of it and you ain't gonna be the first!"
She leaned forward again and began teasing the hefty rod with her tongue. Gina's heart leaped nearly into her mouth when she saw the girl's hot red tongue flickering over the surface of Pete's cock. Suddenly he groaned, a sound animal-like in its intensity, and shuddered.
"Whoops! You got it now!" Chato squealed, capping the prick with her lips.
Her fist continued to pump and her cheeks collapsed inward as she formed a powerful vacuum, seeking to suck the sperm from his cock. After another series of firm caresses from her fist, working in close collaboration with her mouth, she groaned again, this time with even more obvious happiness. Pete's body gave another strong quiver and then he began working his prick back and forth, pumping it through her fist and into her throat. Soft, shuddering gasps of pleasure escaped from his lips as his cock swelled and jerked, pumping jet after jet of hot, sticky cum deep into the girl's throat.
"Hey, he's gonna drown her!" Sandy chuckled, watching with pleasure as Chato sucked and swallowed furiously.
Gina's eyes widened even further. Although she had seen both Pam and Ellen sucking the boys at the pool, that scene had none of the powerful, animal intensity of the way Chato sucked and mouthed Pete's heavy cock. The girl seemed to force the cum from him by brute strength. Gina groaned, a sound of misery, when she realized that her own clitoris was humming with angry, vibrant energy and that the sight – shameful though it was – had affected her far more deeply than she would ever have imagined.
"Yeah, it sorta gets to you, don't it?" Sandy asked with a throaty laugh. "Hard to watch a guy popping his nuts without wishing it was up your own cunt, hey?"
"Don't be ridiculous," Gina said after gathering her strength. "It wasn't anything like that!"
"Huh, I'll bet," Sandy sneered. "Why, I bet I could come over there and feel you and that snatch of yours would be dripping like a leaky faucet!"
Gina sniffed proudly and refused to answer. Her haughty disdain appeared to strike at a sensitive part of Sandy's mind, though Gina would not have believed that there was such a part. She scowled and rose to her feet. Coming over to the bunk, she glared down at the girl.
"You stuck-up little bitch, you're gonna fuck with me too much in about half a minute," she warned. "You keep sniffing and sticking that little nose of yours up in the air and I'll flatten it for you! Shit, Eddie or Joey wouldn't mind a bit if I wasted you! I just might do it too – maybe get my blade and slice them tits offa you. How'd you like that, if I cut 'em off and stuck one in each ear, huh?"
Gina closed her eyes and shuddered. She knew, better than she had ever known anything, that Sandy was fully capable of carrying out her threat.
"But you know something?" Sandy continued, looking down with a malicious smile that was even more disheartening. "I think I'm gonna learn you a lesson, little Girl Scout. Yeah, I think I'm gonna show you what a whore you are yourself, way down inside! Sure, I seen you watching Chato suck him off and I could tell it was bugging you – you'd like to give him a blowjob yourself, right? By the time I get through with you, you just might be sucking dicks for a living!"
"I… I don't know what you mean!" Gina protested. "That isn't true, any of it! I haven't been thinking those things, honest I haven't!"
"Shit, you can't even lie good!" Sandy sneered. "Here, you know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna show you that I'm right and you're wrong – I'll show you just what a slut you are!"
"What do you mean?" Gina cried out as the woman leaned over her. "I'm not that way, honest I'm not! What are you doing to me? Owww!"
Sandy had leaned over her and, with a quick, deceptive move, slipped her right hand between Gina's legs. She had caught the girl by surprise and now drove two of her fingers deep into the girl's cunt. As she had predicted, she found that the hole was hot and juicy.
"Huh, didn't bother you, huh?" she grunted, working her fingers around in the moist, clinging warmth. "Then why is your cunt in such a lather? Ahh, that brings a new look to your face, huh? Yeah, you're digging it! Get ready, baby, I'm gonna make your cream run all over the place! I'm gonna fingerfuck you till your pussy hasn't got a bit of feeling left in it!"
Gina writhed helplessly at the woman's expert touch. A portion of her mind rebelled at the perverted caress, which all her training and rearing had conditioned her to regard as abhorrent. Nevertheless, Sandy's fingers had a knowing skill which quickly overwhelmed her mind's defenses. Before she fully realized what was happening, Gina felt a surging rush of sensual delirium sweeping over her body, turning it into a plaything entirely at Sandy's command. Her lips parted, forming a silent "Oh!" of surprised delight, and her thighs convulsively closed about the woman's hand. Her hips flexed upward and she began thrusting against the deliciously exciting hand.
"Yeah, you just can't hold it back, can you?" Sandy sneered. "You might come on like Miss High 'n Mighty, but when you've got a fire burning in your cunt you're just like everybody else! Come on, honey, fuck it! Let that feeling go, baby, let it happen! Fuck that hand, damn you, and let the juice roll outta your cunt!"
"Mmmm! Ooohh!" Gina moaned, twisting and rolling on the narrow bunk. "Anngghh! It's too much, I can't stand it, I've got to… arrgghh! Mmmm!"
"Yeah, you got it now!" Sandy muttered tensely. "Dig in there, baby, grind it out! Come on, you wop bitch, fuck that hand! Do it, you whore!"
"Owww! Unngghh!" Gina cried, arching her back and panting furiously.
Even Pete watched the shameful display. Gina's cries amply testified to her excitement and the ensuing power of her climax. She trembled mightily, shaking from head to foot, and then fell back on the bunk with a low, whimpering groan of satisfaction.
"Yeah, and you said you was such a straight arrow!" Sandy sneered. "Shit, you was coming as soon as you felt the finger going in the hole! What a pile of horseshit you are!"
"What kinda cunt's she got on her?" Joey asked, looking up from his conversation with Felton. "That thing worth bothering with?"
"It's hot enough and juicier than most," Sandy told him. "Feels pretty tight too. Whoever was fucking her before, he must not have had a very big cock on him. I bet you could make her howl like a baby if you got that cunt-stuffer of yours rammed up her!"
"Good God, do you have to torture her?" Pete cried out, sensing what was coming up. "Why can't you just leave her alone? She hasn't done anything to hurt any of you!"
"Now what do you know about any of this, ranger boy?" Sandy demanded, whirling around to face him indignantly. "Why don't you keep out of it? You wasn't screwing her anyway, so why not let Joey have a go at her if he's hot to try something fresh? Shit, maybe I owe it to her, I don't know – maybe I ought to do the silly bitch a good turn and get her turned on to good, first-class fucking and sucking!"