"Okay, we all by ourself now," Chato said when they were alone in the cabin. "You guys, you won't try nothing, okay? I don't wanna have to bop you with nothing. And that Sandy, she mean what she say – she one more bad-assed cunt!"
"It's not likely that we could do much," Gina replied sorrowfully. "Not the way we're tied up. I feel like a Christmas turkey!"
"Yeah, me too," Pete agreed. "But a satisfied turkey, remember! That was some job you did on me!"
"You were pretty good yourself," Gina said with a shy smile. "I… I only wish…"
"What?" he asked. "What do you wish?"
"Well, I wish they hadn't forced me to do it," she murmured with downcast eyes. "I mean, a thing like that, it ought to be something you do when you both really want it, you know what I mean?"
"Yeah, I follow you," Pete agreed. "But damnit, I did want it! Sure, I'd rather have had us alone and our hands and feet untied, so we could really get it on right, but even the way it was, it was damned good. You're really something else!"
"Thank you," she replied. "Gee, I sure never thought I'd see the day when I'd feel proud at being paid a compliment like that! You know, even a week ago I think I'd have almost puked if somebody'd asked me to go down on them! Wow, I guess that just goes to show how you don't really know your own head!"
"Hey, how old are you?" Chato asked, looking at Gina with a perplexed air. "C'mon, tell me how old you are."
"I'm twenty," Gina said. "Why?"
"Sonofabitch!" the girl marveled. "Twenty years old and you never sucked a cock before? Man, you're outta sight! Shit, I thought everybody ate dick!"
"I guess some of us are a little slower than others to learn better ways of doing things," Gina muttered.
"Yeah, but twenty years old!" Chato exclaimed. "You ain't slow, girl, you fucking backward! Man, I never heard of no shit like that before!"
They sat in silence for a few moments before Gina looked up at Chato with a curious expression. Measuring the girl with a calculating look, she cleared her throat and then spoke.
"Uh, you weren't in on that robbery, right?" she asked.
"Nah. They picked me up on the way here. Why? Man, I wouldn't mind making a score like that, though! Wow, you oughta see the bread in that suitcase of theirs! Some heavy haul, that one was!"
"I was only thinking," Gina said. "I mean, if you weren't actually involved with the robbery then you don't have as much at stake as they do, right?"
"Uh, I guess so," Chato agreed. "By rights I ought not to get busted for that job. But them pigs, you know, with a record like mine, if they find me with them cats you know they gonna bust my ass good!"
"Oh? You already have a criminal record?" Gina asked.
"Hey, man, I seen this social worker chick one day, she opened up my file for the first time," Chato said, grinning impishly at the memory. "You know, she didn't know from shit about me and it was the first time she ever seen my rap sheet. She was one of them religious freaks, you know, thirty or forty, something ancient like that. Anyway, when she opened up that file and started running down my rap sheet she damned near pissed her panties! Wow, the look she got on her face! It was almost worth getting busted again just to check that broad out!"
"Maybe it wouldn't do for you to get caught with them," Gina suggested. "And this time, you, know, they're facing a murder indictment too."
"I'm hip!" Chato exclaimed. "Shit, I know what they been doing!"
"Do you think they'll allow themselves to be arrested peacefully?"
"Shit; that Eddie and Joey, they gonna go out blasting," Chato said with an indifferent shrug. "They both of them done enough time already that the pigs ain't gonna mess with 'em – they'll just level 'em and say they was trying to escape or something. Arid Sandy, she don't care much one way or another. I think she'd like to try taking on a pig or two herself."
"And what are you going to be doing while all this shooting is taking place?" Gina asked.
"Man, I hope I'm on the floorboards in the back seat," Chato muttered fervently. "Jail, it ain't no picnic spot but it sure don't last as long as that hole in the ground!"
"You don't have to face the risk of being there for that final shootout, you know," Gina reminded the girl.
"Yeah, I seen it coming a long time ago," Chato sneered. "You mean, I get you two untied right now and you split, taking me along with you. Then you turn me over to the cops, tell 'em where Sandy and the rest are, and I go off to the pen for ten or fifteen years so I can learn how to sing hymns and make shoes, right? Bullshit!"
Gina tried to protest that she had not meant that at all, though she could not deny that she had intended for Chato to make some kind of arrangement with the police.
"Get off it," Chato repeated, paying no attention to her protests. "I'm breaking parole right now – they find out I been anywhere near that bunch arid it's back to the shoe factory for me! No, I ain't gonna have nothing to do with the cops!"
"I'm sorry," Gina murmured. "I didn't know about the parole."
"Well, you know it now," Chato grumbled. "No cops, no way!"
"All right, you know what's best for you," Gina agreed. "But tell me this, though: don't you get tired of being mistreated? Of being used, like an old piece of clothing? I mean, Sandy and the rest, they aren't exactly interested in your well-being!"
"She's right," Pete agreed, seeing the direction Gina was heading in her talk with the girl. "They're only using you and it probably won't be too long before they get tired of you and drop you somewhere. Knowing them, I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't take any chances on you telling anyone where they left you."
"You mean, they might try to waste me once they decide to split, huh?"
"Wouldn't it make sense, from their point of view?" Gina pressed. "You must admit, Chato, that they seem to be awfully ready to use those pistols they have!"
"Sure, they might try to waste me," Chato muttered. "I thought of that already. I'm just gonna have to make sure that I split before they decide to get rid of me, that's all. But it ain't gonna be here, that's for sure. Way up in these fucking mountains, the ass-end of nowhere? No, I ain't splitting till we get to some place where there's some people and a city!"
"I hope that isn't too late," Gina observed.
"Aw, screw it," Chato said with a shrug of despair. "Worrying about it ain't gonna help none. Hey, you wanna ball your guy while they're gone? Huh? Slip yourself in a free fuck?"
"What?" Gina asked, unable to believe her ears.
"Him! You wanna screw him real quick?" Chato said, motioning toward Pete. "Union, it might make you both feel better to get a whack at each other again! Whaddaya say, huh?"
"We weren't sleeping together before you arrived," Gina insisted. "Honest we weren't!"
"Yeah, I'll believe that the day they vote me a pension!" Chato sneered. "A good-looking guy like him, hung like a bull elephant, and you wasn't getting yourself a cuntful of his cock every time you turned around? What kinda fool you think I am, huh?"
"Very well, believe what you will, but the truth is exactly what I told you," Gina said.
"Well? How about it? You gonna get yourself screwed? You might not have another chance like this for a while," Chato pointed out. "Lookit the cock on him – it's only half hard now but man, you could work him up in no time at all and then it'd be heaven all the way!"
Gina looked over at Pete; he modestly dropped his eyes, but not before she caught the sudden look of interest in them. It was then that she realized his desire for her. Knowing that he was interested had an effect and decided her in favor of the act.
"I… I don't suppose you'd untie us," she ventured. "So we could do it properly, I mean?"
"Not a chance!" Chato said, firmly shaking her head. "I'll help him get his cock up your cunt but them ropes stay just the way they are!"
"All right, I think I'd like that," Gina admitted, giving him a shy smile that brought an answering smile to his face. "How will we do it, though? I don't know how I could manage to do it with my hands tied like this."
"You just lean over him and lick him up good," Chato said. "When you get his cock hard enough I'll show you a way. Go on, honey, bend over him and suck him up!"
Gina felt herself being pressed forward by her intemperate body. She moved awkwardly, due to her hands being tied behind her back, but she managed to get her mouth over his prick. It took only a short while to bring his prick back to an erection.
"You sure you wouldn't rather go ahead and suck him off again?" Chato asked when she looked up expectantly. "The way you done it before, it looked like you was really digging it!"
"So I was," Gina agreed. "But this time, if you can arrange it, I'd much rather have him in my cunt for a regular fuck! Mmm, it's such a lovely cock; I'm sure it's going to make my pussy sing and hum with joy!"
"I don't know about that," Chato wryly remarked, "but I bet he'll sure make it cum! Yeah, there ain't many guys that could match that for pure cock. That Joey, he's something else, but most guys couldn't raise anything like that!"
"What do you want me to do?" Gina asked. "I've got him plenty hard; there are a lot of fucks in that prick now!"
"Yeah, you know how to use that mouth of yours," Chato agreed. "Okay, first you lay do your back and pull your knees way up high – yeah, that's the way. And now you, stud, you lay next to her but going across her, see? Oh, wow, you got the idea already!"
When they had arranged themselves in the manner Chato had dictated, their bodies formed a large T; Pete's form comprised the crossbar and Gina's body made the upright, with her head at the bottom of the figure.
"Oohh, I get it!" Gina exclaimed with wonder. "When I lower my legs down I'll be just right for him to go in me! Mmm, what a way to do it! Are you going to put him in me?"
"You know it," Chato muttered. "First I might have myself a little suck offa that dick of: his. Yeah, he's stiff as a fucking board now, and hot too! You're gonna howl when you feel him going up your cunt! Mmm, I love to eat dick! Here, lemme give that pussy of yours a little lick too – wow, you really got a honey pot down there!"
Chato mouthed them both for a moment, exclaiming over the joy of sucking them. Gina felt her body surge to a new plateau of feeling when the girl's skilled, uninhibited tongue darted between the lips of her pussy and probed the mouth of her cunt; she groaned with unfeigned pleasure and wriggled herself against Chato's lips.
"God, I never knew I could enjoy such things!" she marveled. "Ooohh, what a bitch I'm turning out to be!"
"Shit, you ain't nothing but a chick," Chato grunted. "And every chick loves to have her pussy licked! I don't know what to think about you – if that's what all that education does for you I'm sure glad I quit school when I did! Man, you're really screwed up, I'm beginning to think!"
With that, she took Pete's cock in her fingers and aimed it toward the wet, hot mouth of Gina's cunt, directing the girl to make a few minor adjustments as she fitted the cock into place. Gina sucked in a sharp breath upon feeling the thick tip of the rod pierce her cunt opening; she was supremely sensitive and shuddered with pleasure at the sensual contact.
"Okay, you just hold it there for a minute," Chato warned her. "As soon as he gets the head of it worked into your cunt, then you can start fucking him back. You can't rock and roll too much, though, or else you'll work it loose and it'll come out."
"Mmm, I don't want that to happen!" Gina fervently declared, spreading her legs slightly and quivering as Pete tilted himself against her and shoved more of his prick up her tight cunt. "Ooohh, God, it's driving me out of my mind already! Ugghh! I never felt it like this; it's never been so good in all my life!"
"Wow, you've got the tightest cunt I ever felt!" Pete marveled. "It's like fucking a virgin! Mmm, it's a furnace!"
Chato squatted beside them and watched with interest as they began working their bodies in unison. After a moment she dropped her right hand between her thighs and started caressing her own pussy, working the tip of her middle finger into the mouth of her cunt and then withdrawing it to glide over the swollen clitoral bud.
"Agghh! It's slicing my cunt apart!" Gina moaned, writhing with abandoned joy. "Oohh, why didn't I have the courage to try this before? I love it! I love it so!"
By flexing her hips, slightly, she discovered, she could move her cunt up and down as Pete thrust his cock into it; the added sensation brought additional cries of agonized pleasure to her lips and she began moving more vigorously. Soon her movements were very free and then, just as Chato had warned, his prick popped free from the tight grip she had fastened upon it.
"Mmmm! Oooohh! Get it in me!" she cried out sharply, twisting about with a desperate urgency. "Ugghh! Fuck me, fuck me! I want your cock!"
Chato grinned and reached out to take the shaft in her own hands. Before reseating it between the thick, passion-darkened lips; she applied her mouth to it with a quick, decisive flourish; Pete groaned with pleasure when he felt her tongue rasp against the sensitive head. Then she aimed it back into Gina's cunt.
"There it is!" she muttered tensely. "Now be careful, honey, and don't rock 'n roll so much or else it'll come out again! You want it in you, not out here fucking the open air!"
"I want it in me!" Gina fervently agreed. "Oohh, yes, I want it in my cunt! Agghh! Mmmm! So good, so fucking good!"
Chato again thrust her hand between her thighs and resumed her manipulation of her hot slit. Her eyes widened and brightened when she saw the way Pete began thrusting and driving at a faster pace; she suspected that he was nearing a climactic explosion of his own. Gina's grunts and moans multiplied and intensified, leaving no doubt of her abundant pleasure. She had learned her lesson, however; she fucked back at him with cautious little hip rolls and took no chances on losing his cock again. The thick shaft pistoned in and out of her slit, sliding easily into the moist, warm tunnel; it glistened wetly with her love juice.
"You're jacking him off with your cunt!" Chato suddenly exclaimed. "Yeah, I can see how it's working the skin back and forth over his dick! Man, you're really fucking him now! Get it on, honey, get it on and make that cum roll outta your hot little cunt! Wow, is he ever humping the meat to you! His balls look the size of baseballs! He's gonna shoot a wad of cum up your cunt that'll make your head swim!"
"Unngghh! Do it to me!" Gina panted, her voice hoarse and tense with lusty feeling. "Shoot it up me; let me feel it going up my cunt! Ooohh, you're fucking me so well! It was never like this, not ever! Agghh!"
"I can feel it too!" Pete cried out, tensing his body and sending his cock zooming deep into her body. "Oh, wow, your cunt's the hottest thing I ever fucked! Come on, Gina, bear down and squeeze my dick! I've got it now; I've got it and I'm cuming! Aurrgghhh!"
When she felt his dick suddenly swell until it seemed its diameter had nearly doubled, Gina knew that it was happening. After two preliminary twitches the flood burst within her cunt. His cock began shooting out thick jets of scalding cream, spraying the manly spew over every portion of her cunt's interior and bringing her to a climactic frenzy that raced through her body with the speed of light. She flattened herself against the floor to push against him better; the extra muscular tension she engendered had the effect of making her own orgasmic surges all the more powerful.
"Wow, you two guys are really making it!" Chato muttered as she thrust two stiffened fingers deep into her own hungry little cunt. "Yeah, you're creaming all over each other! C'mon, honey, work that cunt around him; make it good for him! Jack him off, suck him with your cunt! Get that cream up your cunt – it'll do you a lot of good!"
"Ooohh, my cunt!" Gina softly wailed. "It's coming off, it's melting inside me! Uhhh! I'll never be the same after this!"
She continued to writhe against Pete with gradually decreasing intensity until at last she had completely exhausted her body's arousal. When at last she lay still, heaving and panting from the strenuous exertion, she looked to be completely limp. Pete's cock still retained nearly all its erection, however, and it looked to be as large as ever. Chato's eyes bored into the junction of their bodies; her fingers continued to work in and out of her slit.
"Hey, he's still got a hardon!" she whispered. "Yeah, he's got a lot of cock left! Honey, you wanna fuck him again? Get that little cunt of yours reamed out really good? He's still hot for it, even if he did nearly drill a hole in the bottom of your cunt that time!"
"Mmm, did he ever!" Gina murmured. "I could feel it in so deep I thought I was going to die! What? He's still hard? Omigod, I can't fuck him any more; I'm almost dead now!"
"Sure, you can make it again," Chato urged. "This time he'll be fucking into a big puddle of hot cum; you'll be able to feel it sloshing around in there and you'll want it more than ever!"
"No, I can't do it," Gina protested. "There's no feeling left – I've fucked it all out! I've fucked myself senseless!"
"You can do it," Pete urged, wanting to continue the savagely exciting pleasure. "I'll work it in and out of you awhile and before you know it you'll be wanting to fuck some more!"
He began thrusting against her limp body, driving his cock in and out with a slow but relentless motion. When he withdrew his dick, preparatory to sending it lunging it into her body again, Chato's sharp eyes noticed the thick coating of sperm and cunt oils.
"Hey, he's really coated with the spunk!" she exclaimed. "Yeah, that's something to see! And that pussy of yours – it's so dark and flushed, you must still be hot as a pistol!"
Gina could not deny that her body did indeed possess unsuspected reserves of sensual desire. Even though she had felt totally enervated by her previous climax, she could also feel her clitoris springing into life with new energy and her nipples began aching with that familiar, rhythmic throb. Within a very short time she was groaning and whimpering with abandon as Pete's cock shot back and forth in her pussy.
"Shit, this is too much!" Chato muttered, pulling her hand from her pussy and bending over them. "Honey, I got to get in there and lick me some pussy! Looking at you two fuck, it's making me so damned horny I can't see straight!"
She bent over Pete's trembling body and pressed her lips down to Gina's overheated pussy. She extended her tongue, scraped it over the scarlet fold of flesh enclosing the pistoning cock, and then lifted up to caress Gina's swollen clitoris.
"Agghh! Ooohh!" Gina exclaimed. "Owww! You're on my clit, you're doing it to me! Mmm, again! I can't stand it, it's killing me! Ooohh, you're sucking me so hard!"
Chato was not confining her attentions solely to Gina's pussy by any means. She alternated the darts of her tongue and gave ample attention to Pete's lusciously anointed prick. Her lascivious caresses acted upon their desire like a bellows attached to a furnace: within a very short time they were both grunting fiercely and throwing themselves against each other with unbridled fury.
"Agghh! Unngghh!" Pete exclaimed. "Work it, baby, work it hard! Mmm, you're fucking me to death! Ahh, get that cunt around me!"
"Owww! Aiieee!" Gina cried out, twisting and writhing with sensual delight. "Ooohh, your prick's slicing my cunt apart! Unnhh! You're making me want to cum more than ever!"
Chato said nothing, having her mouth fully engaged in caressing their tightly coupled sexual organs; she had resumed her fingerfucking and was fluttering her fingers around in her cunt in a desperate effort to bring herself to the same sensual peak as the couple. Her hyperactive tongue did the work. Although neither Pete nor Gina would probably have been able to cum again so suddenly by their own efforts, Chato's abandoned use of her lips and tongue provided just the added degree of stimulation needed to transform their bodies into dynamos of sexual joy. Their cries and groans of delight wheezed out as they continued to push and shove against each other. Chato never ceased her oral caresses, licking them completely through the orgasm; their electric joy flowed into her loins and soon she was grunting and panting, too.
"Wow-eee, that was some fucking session!" she muttered, wearily bringing herself into an erect, kneeling position and smiling down at them. "You two, you're really something else! I don't know if I ever saw any couple go at it quite the way you do."
"I don't know about Pete," Gina said with a shy smile, "but I'm sure that there aren't very many women who ever wanted it quite as badly as I did just now. I wouldn't have believed that I could have two cums like that in such a short period of time!"
"What was so unusual about the way we did it?" Pete asked, seeing that Gina's remark had not been really addressed to the point Chato had been trying to make. "I mean, it was damned good, as good as any I ever had before. And especially that second one – when you were helping out. But that isn't what you were talking about, was it?"
"I don't know," Chato mumbled, obviously unused to the struggle of putting her feelings into precise words. "It was just… well, you know when Joey fucks you, or just about any other guy I ever saw, you sort of feel like he's really in some kind of fight with you. Kinda like he was trying to push you down in the ground, you know? But you two, you didn't screw that way. It was different somehow; I don't know what it was."
"There's a difference in the two men," Gina said after a moment's consideration of the girl's statement. "And I think I know what you mean about Joey – it's almost as if he were trying to use you, to prove his superiority or something like that. And he's certainly a lot rougher, a lot less considerate, than Pete here. Pete's got a really nice, kind and gentle way of fucking, even when he's doing it as hard as he can!"
"Yeah, something like that," Chato agreed. "Gentle – I guess that's it."
"I was just doing it the only way I knew how," Pete told them. "I mean, I wasn't trying to do anything different or special, you know."
"That was the best part about it," Gina told him. "You weren't trying to do anything except get all the pleasure you could, and give me pleasure too. I guess that's the difference between you and Joey, when you get right down to it – you're simply a much nicer man!"
"Shit, this is turning into a goddamned love feast," Chato grunted. "But it'll be something a lot different if they come back and find you two all locked up like that! They'll raise holy hell if they find out you been fucking without them telling you to go ahead and do it. We better do something fast!"
Gina knew that she was telling the truth; she suspected that the trio, especially Sandy and Joey, could easily be capable of anything.
"What can we do?" she asked. "All they'll have to do is to look between my legs and they'll know what's been happening here!"
"Mmm, I can fix that," Chato said after reflecting for a moment. "Yeah, I know just the way to fix that up – and it's one that you might dig too!"
"You mean…" Gina began, remembering the way Sandy had extracted Joey's cum from the girl's cunt.
"Yeah, the same way!" Chato muttered. "Shit, I been wanting to try that myself and here's my chance! Union, girl, slide up and get that prick outta your cunt so I can lick it out of you! Man, I think I'm gonna like this a lot!"
Gina hesitated a moment but she knew it was no use; if Sandy felt or looked between her thighs and found the telltale evidence of their sexual activity it could well mean serious trouble. She hated the thought of willfully participating in perversions but she disliked even more the thought of Sandy's vengeance. The memory of the woman's harsh, merciless character was enough to decide her.
"All right, you win," she conceded. "Here, I'll edge away from him. But you be ready to start taking it as soon as his cock slips out of me!"
"I'll be there," Chato promised. "Don't you worry none about that! I'm hot to get me a mouthful of cum! I'll lick it out of you till you won't know which end is up! Union, honey, get that cock out and lift them legs up in the air – I'm ready to do some cuntlapping!"
The excitement in Chato's voice affected Gina strongly, making her far more receptive to the girl's advances than she would ever have dreamed possible. Pete's prick slid out of her hole easily and she brought her legs up high. Chato bent over her, holding the legs back and exposing the frothy mouth of her cunt; she waited a moment until Gina's abdominal contractions had forced a portion of the rich, masculine cream out of her cunt. Then she bent forward, fastened her mouth to the opening, and slurped.
"Ooohh! That's out of sight!" Gina moaned, startled by the sensual shock of the girl's attack. "Omigod, it's so good! Mmm, you're lapping me, you're sucking me! I feel it, I feel it all over! Unngghh! Your tongue, it's halfway up my cunt! Ooohh! Owww!"
Chato worked quickly but skillfully. She forced her tongue deep into the hot, moist opening and sucked strongly; this, together with Gina's strong muscular contractions, sufficed to expel virtually all of the cum from the depths of her cunt. Chato finished her off with kisses around the edge of the cuntal opening, kisses which removed every vestige of semen and restored her pussy to its original pristine condition. Gina's sensual awareness demanded more, however, and she found it impossible to keep from asking the girl to return to her sucking.
"Ahhh, do it some more!" she panted. "You've gotten me hot again; I want to cum again! Unngghh! My cunt's throbbing like crazy; I need another fucking! Mmmm, it's killing me!"
"I get you again in a minute maybe," Chato promised. "First I gotta lick his cock off too. When they come back, everything's gonna be all clean and they won't know nothing ever happened!"
She bent over Pete and took his prick into her mouth. She sucked him quickly and quite as skillfully as she had sucked Gina; it apparently made no difference to her whether she was eating a man or a woman. Her lips roamed up and down the length of his cock, licking every trace of sexual excess from it; when she finally removed her lips And leaned back to inspect it, the rod glowed wetly but showed no trace of the exciting things which had happened to it.
"Yeah, they won't never know you popped your nuts inside her cunt," she said with a grin of proud accomplishment. "Here, lemme take another peek at that pussy of yours, just to be sure I didn't miss anything."
She subjected Gina to another critical inspection and, seeing another tiny pearl of cum welling from the lips of her pussy, bent over to extract it. Gina, still highly excited by the girl's skillful use of her lips and tongue, groaned painfully and writhed against her mouth.
"Ahhh! What a slut I must be, to love that so much!" she exclaimed. "I never did anything with girls before, I swear it! And yet here I am, dying to have you eating my pussy again!"
"Shit, that don't mean nothing," Chato said with a cool shrug. "You mean you think maybe you're turning into a queer, is that it? Listen, girl, if you was a queer you wouldn't want nothing but girls, dig? I've seen some chicks like that and man, they didn't want nothing but pussy, pussy, pussy! Not you, honey, you really dig the cock too! Shit, you ain't queer; you're just a hot-assed broad that likes to ball and it don't matter none whether it's a dude or a chick. Ain't nothing wrong with that!"
"Oh, I wish I could really believe that," Gina exclaimed. "I feel such a terrible sense of… well, of being wrong in wanting that so much. And yet I enjoyed it too – oh, wow, did I ever enjoy it! I could feel your tongue like it was… like it was Pete's cock, almost!"
"So? What's so far-out about that?" Chato grunted. "What the hell, a cunt's just a cunt – it don't know whether it's being licked by a dude or by a chick! As long as I'm digging it, that's the main thing!"
"I was digging it," Gina vowed. "Was I ever!"
"Hey, you two get back to laying like you was when they left," Chato hissed, rising to her feet and stalking over to the cabin door. "I think I hear 'em coming back!"