"Get it on!" Felton grunted harshly, clenching his buttocks into knots of flesh and thrusting hard against Chato's mouth. "Yeah, get that thing up there, honey; I feel it now! Unngghhh! Man, you really known how to use that gadget! Come on, work it in and I'll irrigate this little spic's tonsil!"
The task was not so easy, however. Despite Chato's best effort – and it was plain that the girl spared no efforts in her attempts to bring the man to a climax – and Sandy's energetic applications of the vibrator to his anus, Felton did not cum for several minutes. He repeatedly exhorted the pair to work harder at satisfying him and they complied as best they could. Finally, after it seemed that even this combined assault in depravity would have no effect, Felton bowed his back and snorted out an incoherent oath.
"He's making it!" Dandy muttered hoarsely. "Yeah, he's getting it now! Suck harder, Chato! Suck it out of him! Make him cum! Ooohh, I'll fuck that asshole of yours, Eddie boy, I'll fuck you till you shoot cum all over her face!"
She was as good as her word, although Felton's supply of semen disappeared down the girl's throat. His climax lasted only a few seconds but it was enough to give him the release he sought. Sandy withdrew the vibrator from his asshole as soon as he was spurting into Chato's mouth. When the man eased himself off the girl and began pulling up his trousers hurriedly, as if he could not stand the thought of being naked in front of them now that his lust had been satisfied, Sandy wiped the dildo off on her thigh and carried it back to the suitcase and stowed it away. Chato lay on the floor, sprawled out full length, as she recovered from her own part in the depraved exhibition. Evidently her excitation of her own pussy had resulted in another climax for her; she gave every indication of having cum through an extremely fulfilling sensual experience.
Felton quickly left the cabin but Sandy, who had been thoroughly aroused by the assistance she had rendered him, was not to be satisfied. After looking briefly at Joey, she shook her head and came over to fete, who had raised a full erection while watching the bizarre performance.
"Looks like you've got some cock to spare," she said. "On your back, you stud. I wanna get some of that dick up my hole!"
With no more preparation than that, she mounted him. Squatting over his loins, she brought his cock into an upright position and speared it between the thick, lust-moistened lips of her pussy. Pete could not help groaning with joy as her cunt slipped around the head of his prick; she was tight and hot and he could not help thrusting upward when he felt her body closing around his tender rod.
"That's the way!" Sandy whispered. "You might not like me but that dick of yours knows a hungry cunt when it feels it! Come quick, man, shoot me a cuntful of jism! Damn, I got it ready for your Ugghh! You're hung almost as good as Joey, you know that? Shit, I love the feel of a prick going up my hole! Ahh, fuck it in there! Give it to me!"
Supporting herself entirely upon her own feet, she hung in space above him and touched him nowhere except at the spot where his prick was making contact with her body. After a moment of furious action, in which he reared upward and shoved his cock deep into her cunt, she reached down with a finger to rub her clitoris in a slow, meditative fashion. Gina could see every detail of the exciting coupling and her own pussy began throbbing heartily in response to the erotic play.
"Just work it in like that," Sandy murmured. "Over and over, you've got the idea. Mmm, I love that fucking sensation! Keep it up, baby, and them nuts of yours are gonna give me just what I want! Ooohh, I love to feel that!"
Pete's excitement was at far too high a pitch for him to be able to control his emotions very long. Sandy's cunt gripped him strongly and had all the heat of a blacksmith's forge. The squatting position she had assumed meant that his cock had to enter her body at an acute angle; it also forced her stomach muscles to compress her cunt into a tiny length of stoutly resistant tunnel. She deliberately increased the pressure by rocking backward, a shift that exerted even more pressure upon his prick. It was little wonder that he soon gasped in despair and surged against her with an especially strong thrust; his balls ached mightily and he felt an overpowering urge to deliver them of their pent-up lust.
"Aurrgghh!" he groaned, closing his eyes and shuddering heavily. "Ooohh! Uhhh! You're pulling my cock off!"
"Yeah, get them nuts to creaming!" Sandy whispered excitedly. "Man, I wanna feel something happen! Shoot, man, shoot that cream!"
Gina watched every detail; her heart throbbed strongly when she saw Pete's cock swell and begin pumping thick streams of cum into the woman's insatiable cunt. Her own pussy ached to feel that big spear thrust inside her, swelling and spurting heavily.
"Oohh, wow, that's what I wanna feel!" Sandy purred, closing her eyes and twisting around to make her cunt give his prick additional caresses and thus strengthen the force of his discharge. "Mmmm, you're creaming me outta my fucking mind! Unngghh!"
Pete's breath whistled through his clenched teeth as he sought to fuck her even more thoroughly. He continued to heave and thrust against her loins until he had exhausted himself, then he slowly sank back down onto the floor and groaned with relief. Sandy held herself over him, still enclosing his cock in her cunt, until she was sure that he had completed his climax. Then she opened her eyes and shook her head as if to clear her brain of the cobwebs.
"Man, you sure let it hang out when you get going!" she murmured. "And your little sweetie here, it looks like she's just about to go outta her cruddy little mind! I bet she'd like to cut my tits off. That's all right, honey. I'm the one who's calling the shots around here and while I'm here we'll do it my way, understand? But I'll tell you what: just because you're such a lousy cook, I'm gonna do you a favor. I'm gonna let you slurp up your boyfriend's cum if you want it! Yeah, I'll let it drip down on his cock 'n balls and then if you really want it you can just lean over him and lick it offa him. We'll see how hot for cum you really are!"
Gina first felt a sweeping tide of nausea when she heard the woman's depraved proposition. She had no doubts concerning the cleanliness of Sandy's cunt; it was probably a total stranger to soap and water. After that first initial reaction, however, she found herself taking quite a different view of the woman's suggestion. When Sandy inched her body upwards and slowly pulled herself off his prick, Gina found that she wanted the taste, the feel, the warm liquid presence of his prick in her mouth. No matter that his cum had been shot into the cunt of this foul, depraved creature, that his cock had been encased in her perverted flesh. The prospect of having his prick in her mouth overwhelmed her sense of restraint and filled her with savage, animal-like passion.
"Sure, you're getting hot for it," Sandy purred, delighted with her obvious longing. "It might have been up my pussy but what the hell, it's better than. not having it at all, right? Yeah, you'll be sucking his dick in dust a minute, as soon as I get that spunk outta my hole! Just watch it run outta my cunt, honey. I'll douse him good, and then you can have yourself a little extra something for breakfast!"
Gina's eyes were focused upon the woman's meaty slit. She gulped and stared all the harder when Pete's cock slipped free of the tightly fitting cunt and flopped down upon his belly. She licked her lips hungrily and shuddered with delight when she saw the thick stream of cum gush from the woman's cunt. It dripped down upon his prick and balls, mingling with the dark, bushy hair surrounding them. Gina's heart began to pound wildly and she struggled up onto her knees.
"Just another second and I'll have it all outta me," Sandy muttered, forcing her abdomen to contract and expel another thick, creamy blob. "Mmm! Yeah, that's the most of it – I'll just let the rest run down my legs so it'll flavor me up good. There it is, girl, now get after it and have yourself a ball! Lick it offa him!"
Gins could not restrain herself. The sight of Pete's prick rearing up and spearing into the woman's body had excited her powerfully; the knowledge that he had shot his cum into her cunt affected her even more strongly. Watching his prick emerge from Sandy's cunt, smeared with lusty juices, had provided the finishing touch for Gina. As soon as Sandy had moved away, Gina bent over Pete and fixed her mouth onto the head of his cock. Her hands remained tied behind her back but she managed to rest her forehead on his stomach and suck up the prick, getting a firm grip on it with her mouth; the rest of it was easy. She ran her lips down the shaft until the head bumped the back of her throat.
"Mmmm! Glbbb!" she groaned, sweeping her lips back up the shaft and licking furiously with her tongue. "Ooohh, so good!" she exclaimed as her mouth came free of the shaft.
Most of the cum which Sandy had allowed to fall upon him had settled around the base of his prick. Disdaining the thickly matted hair surrounding the thick cock, Gina buried her mouth in the fur and sucked hungrily at the salty goo lying there. Her lips moved over his balls; her tongue darted forth and pried into every corner she could reach. Her own body began humming sensually as the mingled flavors of sex assaulted her senses, but she could not reach her pussy to give herself the relief her body demanded. After sucking Pete clean, she straightened up with a tight, nervous expression on her face.
"Hey, it kinds got you in a sexy frame of mind, huh?" Sandy said with a knowing smile. "Okay, if you're so worked up maybe you'd like for Chato to come over and tonguefuck you! How about that, wop? Wanna make it with a chick?"
"No, please, not that!" Gina cried out in an anguished tone. "Not with a girl! I want a man! I want to feel a cock going up my cunt! I need to be fucked! I don't want her to have to suck me off!"
"It's that or nothing," Sandy sneered. "You might think you're too damned good to make it with a girl but I ain't gonna let you have no cock. What's it gonna be, dearie? A sucking or nothing?"
Gina wanted to shout a strong refusal of the ugly offer but she could not force herself to say the words. Looking over at Chato, she saw that the girl was eagerly watching her; it seemed that she was only too willing to comply with Sandy's evil scheme.
"Yeah, I lick it for you," Chato promised. "I suck you good! When I get through eating you, you'll feel just like a big hot prick had been up your cunt!"
"All right!" Gina heard herself say. "I can't help it! I'm too hot to be able to do anything but agree with you. Oooh, I hate you for this! I'll always hate you for making me do these horrible things!"
"How's that for gratitude?" Sandy asked in mock indignation. "Here I'm trying to do you a favor and you go saying hail things like that! Why, I oughta go back on my offer and let you simmer for a while!"
"No!" Gina blurted out, appalled at the prospect of having no relief at all. "I… I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I want her to do it to me; of course I do!"
She could almost have bitten her tongue off for having uttered the shameful words. Only the deep, ravenous hunger gnawing at her cunt could have made her ask for the girl's perverted attentions, and even so she felt a terrible sense of shame and humiliation for having allowed her weakness to dominate her so completely. Nevertheless, she fell onto her back and propped up her knees, spreading them wide in a lewd invitation.
Chato wasted no time in giving her exactly what she wanted. After getting a nod of permission from Sandy, she scuttled forward and knelt between Gina's thighs, lifting her rump slightly to bring her fervently throbbing pussy up into reach of her lips. Gins closed her eyes and held her breath, as though she might be trying to divorce her consciousness from her physical needs and senses, but when the girl's tongue flickered out and traced a circle around her hypersensitive slit she lost control completely.
"Ahhh! Ugghhh!" she grunted, exhaling sharply and lurching upward in a quick movement that brought her prissy sharply against Chato's mouth. "Ooohh, suck! Suck me now! Owwvvw! It's killing me! I love it!"
The girl's tongue now glided over her clitoris, bringing another agonized howl of pleasure to her throat; she tensed her entire lower body and held her hips high off the cabin floor. Gins quivered, gasped again and then let out a low, wailing cry of absolute sensual pleasure.
"Aiieee! Aurrgghhh!" she screamed. "You've got your tongue up me! Up my cunt! Unngghhh! Do it to me, fuck me with your tongue! Eat me, eat my pussy! Lick it out of me! Ooohh, I'm coming, I'm curving all over! Mmm, it's happening! I can't stop coming!"
Her long period of arousal had made her pussy far more sensitive than it normally was, even during her periods of most intense desire, and Chato's knowing caresses quickly produced a climactic explosion that was fully the equal of anything she had ever known. Over and over, as the girl's tongue darted into the trembling mouth of her cunt, she felt her abdominal area tighten and relax as the powerful spasms poured forth. Chato dug her fingers into her buttocks, dealing her another morsel of exciting stimulation, and held her mouth in place. When Gina's body finally lost most of its tension and her gasping cries had dwindled down into soft, whimpering moans, she lowered her hips to the floor and pulled her mouth away.
"Hey, baby, you really had one!" she muttered, looking up with new respect to find Gina's eyes staring hotly at her. "Yeah, you really gave it to me, no shit about that! Man, I never ate nobody that cum any better'n that! Wow, I could go on like this all day!"
"Well, you ain't gonna get the chance," Sandy snapped. "What the hell do you think this is around.here, a fucking joy bust? And just because she came over your chops like a tied pig, don't you go getting no ideas, see? They stay tied up like that till we get ready to pull outta here!"
"I wasn't gonna do nothing," Chato assured her. "Shit, I know they'd call the fuzz as quick as anything! I ain't hot to go back to no jail!"
"That's the talk," Joey told her. "You just keep thinking about that jail, kid, and how long you'll stay in it if they got away from us! The only chance you got is to hang tight and stick with us!"
"Hey, how about going back up to that pool for a while?" Sandy suggested. "We could leave the kid with that pair; they ain't going anywhere anyway. You 'n me, Joey, we could have us a swim and then maybe get it on a little, huh? I'm starting to feel horny fox a good piece of dick myself!"
"Yeah, that sounds pretty good," Joey said after a moment's thought. "Okay, Chato, you stay over there by the door and keep a good watch on that pair. We oughta be back in an hour or so. If Eddie shows, you be sure 'n tell him where we are, got it?"
"I got it," Chato vowed. "I watch 'em real close, I promise!"
"You'd better," Sandy added with a warning look. "If they get away you better hope they split your head wide open because if they don't I'll take care of you myself!"
With that gloomy warning, she and Joey left the cabin. Chato stood at the door, watching them walk up the path to the pool. When they were well along the path she turned back to Gina and Pete; a look of worried concern creased her face.
"What's the matter?" Gina asked, seeing the look. "What's wrong?"
"I don't know," the girl replied. "It's partly them, I guess – I don't like the way they're acting."
"And what else?" Gina persisted. "It isn't just that, is it? There's more, isn't there? Come on, Chato, tell me what's on your mind."
"Well, it's partly you, too," the girl said with a frown. "You know, I already told you how different it was, balling him? Your boyfriend there?"
"Yesh, I remember that," Gina admitted. "You said that he was kinder and gentler than Joey. I agree; I think he's much better than that brute!"
"Well, you're the same way," Chato mumbled. "I mean when I was going down on you, lapping your cunt 'n all, I couldn't help but think about how different it was when I done it to Sandy. I know you wasn't hip to it and you said you hadn't never balled a girl before, but what the hell, it sure wasn't the way it was with Sandy!"
"I'm not sure I understand you," Gina said. "I mean, a pussy's a pussy, isn't it? I certainly didn't see anything to complain about! You did a tremendous job on me!"
"That's just it. Always before, when I done it so Sandy or any of them other chicks, almost all the time it seemed like they was really hot to rub my face in it just `or the hell of it. You know, like they knew it was a shitty thing to do but they were bound to do it just to put me down."
"It certainly wasn't that way with me," Gina said, after considering the matter for a moment. "I didn't want to do it at first, that's true enough, but once you got started I couldn't have stopped you for anything, not even if my hands had been free. Honest, it was so thrilling, so satisfying, I don't know what could have been any better!"
"Yeah, that's what I mean," Chato muttered. "You wasn't doing it to put me down, see? You was just hot to cum, that's all, and that's the only reason I like to do it, so I can feel the chick cum and know that I'm doing her some good."
"You were doing me a lot of good," Gina swore. "Really, it felt so incredibly wonderful I'm a little surprised that I don't want it like that all the time! I might consider being a full-time lesbian if I didn't know how wonderful Pete's cock feels when it's going in and out of my cunt!"
"Yeah, you've…" the girl began, only to break off and whirl about to face the door. "Who's there?"
"It's me," Felton said, stepping up onto the porch and coming into the cabin. "Where's the others?"
"Uh, they went up to the pool," Chato told him. "They said to tell you when you got back."
"Okay, so you told me," the man snapped. "Whaddaya expect, a cookie? All right, I think I'll go up there with 'em – looks like you got everything pretty well under control here. You just make sure they don't try anything funny, hear?"
"Sure, I gotcha," Chato said. "They ain't gonna move, not while I'm watching 'em!"
"They'd better not," Felton said as he left the cabin. "They get away, I'll shoot you a new cunt 'n asshole!"
"He'd do it too," Chato muttered after he had moved far away from the cabin. "He's bad news, that guy – the kind that'd shoot you just to see you wiggle and crawl around while you were dying!"
"I felt sorry for you when she made you suck him off," Gina offered.
"Yeah, that's a bad scene," Chato said. "Most guys, I can suck 'em or not, it don't make much difference. Him, though, every time that I do it to him I feel like I oughta go wash my mouth out with soap. Ugghh, he's a creepy type!"
"I don't guess it would have been very nice, though, if you hadn't done what she told you to," Gina guessed.
"Man, you'd better believe that! Wow, if I was to cross them they'd have my cunt for a necklace! What a bad scene!"
"That's exactly what I mean," Gina persisted. "If they really cared anything about you, they wouldn't force you to do those things, you know? And they keep on calling you a spic! Really, that makes me so mad I could spit nails at them!"
"Well, they give it to you too," Chato' said with a wry grin. "You know, always talking about the wop. So I guess you sorts know how I feel about it all, huh?"
"Exactly! Oh, Chato, they don't care anything about you! They're only using you for a time. When they get tired of you they'll dump you out on the road somewhere; you'll be lucky if they don't shoot you first!"
"I'm hip, baby, I'm hip! Didn't I say I was gonna cut out before that happens? Man, I ain't gonna take no chances where that crowd's concerned!"
"But that's just my point," Gina persisted. "It doesn't have to be that way."
"Yeah, I know what you're getting around to," Chato said with a bored shrug. "I help you get the drop on them and then it's off to jail for momma. No, I ain't having none of that shit!"
"I didn't mean quite that," Gina said with a soft smile. "I was thinking about another sort of arrangement, one where you wouldn't have to go to jail. I've been thinking it over and I don't blame you – I wouldn't want to go to jail either."
"What are you talking about?" the girl demanded. "This I'm not following too well. Clue me in, will you?"
"Well, if we were to manage to get control of them, so that when the ranger comes on Friday with the extra supplies, we could turn them over to him instead of risking a shooting," Gina explained. "There isn't any reason why you would have to be here for that."
"Sure!" Pete exclaimed, suddenly catching the drift of Gina's meaning. "As soon as we were in control of the situation you could take off if you wanted to. But wait a minute, that wouldn't be too smart, not if you're not very familiar with this country."
"Man, I never been in anything like this before," Chato vowed. "I'm a city girl all the way! I thought trees were just something the city planted in parks and over in the rich part of town!"
"You'd better stay with us then," Gina said. "Actually, I was hoping that you'd consider something like that anyway. You know, sort of duck out of sight when those people get here. Pete and I can hold them that long. And then, after everyone else has left, you and I could get together with Pete and… well, it would be just us three here, if you see what I mean!"
"Hey, you're thinking about staying?" Pete asked, his face lighting up with pleasure at the prospect.
"Yes, if you'll have me," Gina said, blushing lightly. "I know it's awful to invite myself in like this but, well, you did seem rather interested when you were fucking me yesterday!"
"Was I ever!" he exclaimed. "Sure, I'd love to have you! I'd love to have you both here for as long as you'd like to stay!"
"Wow, I can't believe it!" Chato murmured. "You two guys, you'd really let me stay here with you? We could ball together and do all them groovy things? Man, that's outta sight!"
Before Gina could assure the girl of her sincerity they were interrupted by the return of Felton and the rest of his gang. They cut off the rapidly developing conspiracy, but Gina noticed that Chato kept a very thoughtful look on her face for the rest of the afternoon.