In the bathroom with the douche tip inserted deep into her cunt-hole, Mary realized that she was losing her grip on reality. When Nate had fucked her the first time, she'd resisted enjoyment of the act. But by the end, she'd nearly begged for it. Then Royce had stabbed her with his big prick and again her lust had finally overcome her fear. In fact, even the stiffness of the plastic nozzle made her tingle. She stood in the tub, legs spread wide as the cummy juice drained from her body. She pushed the plastic thing deeper, wanting to get it all. Every last one of those squirmy little sperm. From what she'd heard, there were millions. And it only took one to do the job.
"It's a wonder that there are any women at all walking around with flat bellies."
Teresa came into the bathroom then. She seemed surprised to find Mary there, and the flush of her cheeks made Mary remember exactly what her best friend had been up to. Teresa covered it by asking Mary a question.
"What happened to you?"
"Royce fucked me. And he shot me all full of cum." This admission, made Mary feel sorry for herself. She chewed her bottom lip as she eased the plastic nozzle from her hole. She was sore where the big man had stretched her.
"Don't worry, Mary, you don't get knocked up everytime you fuck."
"You d-d-don't?"
"Of course not. It takes the right time."
"I did hear something like that. But I can't remember when my period was." She pressed a towel gently against her swollen cunt-lips, patting the wetness as she stepped from the tub. Now she could smell the musky aroma that wafted up from Teresa's cunt.
"You fucked Nate, didn't you?"
"So what?" Teresa turned to primp in the mirror. "I think he likes me."
"Teresa, have you lost your mind completely? What about getting out of here? When is Nate going to let us go? I don't think I can stand to stay here another night."
"I'll bet he'd turn you loose if you asked him." Teresa tilted her head. "But he was mad when he found his keys gone."
"Royce took them away from me before I made it to the door." Mary was watching her best friend closely. "When Nate fucked you, did you like it?"
Teresa hugged her breasts. "Yes! I'm crazy about it. I love the way a cock feels when it's sliding in and out of my pussy! Ohhhh, Mary, I know you must think I'm awful. Especially after the way we were held here against our will. But…" Teresa closed her eyes for a couple of seconds. "I just plain like to fuck. And Nate knows more about that sort of thing than any guy my age."
"How do you know? Have you ever done it with anybody your age?"
"Well, not really." Teresa shrugged. "But Nate made me beg him for it. And when he put it inside me, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven." Teresa caressed one of her large, round tits. "He can fuck a girl until she comes two or three times, and he never comes himself."
Mary remembered how Nate had fucked her. Yes, he did have a way of making her beg for it.
But she couldn't understand how the man had kept his hot sap from spurting out. Royce certainly couldn't.
"I don't know how I'm going to do it, but somehow I'm getting out. Then I can tell the police that you're here and…"
Teresa had waved her hand for Mary to stop. "No, Mary, don't do that."
"You mean, you don't want to see Nate punished for going along with this whole sordid mess?"
"Oh, maybe it is a sordid mess. I know Royce isn't the most gentlemanly guardian to have lurking around. But I wouldn't want Nate to get into any trouble."
"You've lost your mind," Mary said, almost ready to cry. It was as if her friend had turned her back on her. Though Teresa had always been more daring, Mary hadn't expected her to become so enamored of Nate Rexford. Just because he could make her come two or three times a fuck.
That evening they were served supper downstairs. Mary felt odd sitting at the big table with Teresa while Royce brought their food. She expected Nate to appear at any moment. She almost hoped he would. She had a few things to get off her chest. She wasn't so afraid of him anymore. Maybe the fact that she'd lost her virginity was working on her. She'd turned from a scared child into a woman. And a woman had rights! She'd been reading about that sort of thing lately.
Royce was looking hungrily at both of them while they ate. And when he suggested that he might like to sleep between two young females sometime. Teresa laughed and led him on with suggestive looks. Mary was of course turned off. Until she thought of a way out. Maybe if Royce was busy with the two of them, he might not miss his keys for a while. Already Mary's mind was working, thinking through the details.
"The boss be gone until ten tonight," Royce said, smiling again at Teresa. Now both of them had nighties to wear and the skimpy gowns left a lot of exposed flesh.
Royce brought something to drink as he escorted them back downstairs to their quarters. As Mary descended into the windowless rooms, she felt despair again. She knew she had to escape Nate Rexford's mansion that night or flip out completely.
"You girls nicest that stayed here."
"You mean there've been others?" Mary gave him an incredulous look.
"Oh sure," Royce laughed. "Nate bring them from out of state most of time. Not come right into trap like you did."
"How does he keep out of trouble?"
"What trouble?" Royce grinned, pouring Mary a drink, then getting another glass for Teresa. "Most girls leave here with new outlook on life."
For courage, Mary slugged the liquor. Teresa was acting sinfully suggestive. She was so changed. Or maybe this part of her had been just below the surface all these years, and Mary had failed to recognize it. Teresa draped herself against Royce while he whispered something filthy into her ear. There was shrill laughter then and Teresa ran her fingers down over the crotch of his pants. Mary drank more booze. She was nervous, knowing what she had to do. She knew the keys to everything were in Royce's pocket. All she needed was one to get out of that room.
"Hell, why we fool around," Royce said. "We get in the shower together!"
Mary's heart skipped a beat. "All three of us?"
"Hell, yes."
Teresa giggled and let the big man lead her to the bathroom. There she draped her gown over the hook on the door and let Royce devour her body with his eyes. Mary undressed, too, and when Royce reached out to pull both of them against him, she shuddered. She could hardly stand to look at his cock. The cock that had been forced so deeply into her body. But she had to stop remembering that. Every time she recalled the details, her cunt began to throb and her breathing changed. It was hard not wanting it to happen again. The pleasure she'd experienced while skewered on the big man's prick had been almost unearthly.
"Hey, hot water feels good. Almost good like rub against you two little girls."
Royce palmed Mary's ass, appreciating her rounded curves with his soapy fingers. His other hand traced Teresa's more boyish ass. He seemed to like both of them, kissing Teresa's large, round tits and then hungrily sucking at Mary's smaller adolescent breasts. Though her mind was still on escape, Mary couldn't ignore what was happening to her. And when Royce began to finger-fuck them both simultaneously, she panted raggedly and leaned her head against the man's broad chest.
"Hell, most girls don't want leave here after boss and me show them to fuck."
"Ohhhhh," Mary sighed. Teresa was busily sucking on one of Royce's small, male nipples while her long-fingered hand squished lather around his balls and cock-shaft.
"You better slow down," he said. "I don't have control like boss does."
"Doesn't he ever come?" Teresa wanted to know.
"All girls I talk to say no," Royce shrugged. "Maybe he can't, I don't know."
"But he likes to fuck," Teresa insisted. "I know he does. He was excited while he was doing it to me." She blushed, a little ashamed of her sudden outburst.
"Anybody who no like fuck you," Royce said, "have to be crazy." He turned his gaze upon Mary. "And that go for you, too, baby."
"Uhhhh," Mary sighed as a finger slipped up into her cunt again.
Teresa was kissing her way down Royce's chest now, her fingers still working at his huge prick. When Mary saw her girlfriend look at that thing, she had to turn away. Then Royce turned to let the spray wash the soap from his cock, Teresa quickly curved her lips around his exposed head, her throat working as she sucked. This excited Mary more than she wanted it to. And Royce grabbed her, his mouth covering hers, his hands curling into the softness of her ass.
"Muuuuhhhh," she groaned, letting him think that she was surrendering unconditionally. It was so hard to keep her plan uppermost when Royce was doing these wicked things to her! Royce made Teresa stop sucking him then.
"All go to other room. Bed make things easier."
They dried each other, while Teresa giggled and teased Royce. Mary was watching the big man's pants. He took them with him to the bedroom and folded them neatly on a chair. Then the lights were turned low and they all got in bed.
Teresa was wild with lust. She climbed up onto Royce's belly and rubbed her pussy up and down against him.
"You come up here and sit on my face," he suggested. It didn't take Teresa long to do what he wanted. Mary had to watch as her friend's pussy eased down over Royce's mouth. The sound of him sucking her juices, flicking his tongue across her clit made Mary's cunt throb for action. But she knew what was expected of her. Royce had a firm grasp on her wrist. He was pulling her around so she could suck his cock. Mary swallowed hard as she wrapped a thumb and finger around his huge prick and stripped the foreskin back. At least it was clean.
"Yeah…" Royce sighed as she began to lick it with the tip of her tongue. Then she let her lips slide out over his knob like Teresa had done only moments before. She bobbed her head slowly, letting just the tip go in and out of her mouth.
At first, the act made her dizzy. Teresa whimpered and squirmed around with her cunt, smearing hot juice all over Royce's chin and cheeks while his cock throbbed between Mary's lips. But after the first few seconds, the heat and smoothness of the big man's cock-head excited her. She used her tongue in new ways, trying to figure out which way worked best.
"Wow, baby, you do it good," Royce said, pushing Teresa up from his mouth a little to speak. Teresa growled something and thrust her cunt against him again. By now, her juices were leaking down his neck. The slurpy slide of her flesh was growing more ravenous, more carnal. And Mary knew that Royce was tongue-fucking her deeply.
Mary was torn. She knew that if she sucked him hard enough, she would get a hot mouthful of cum. And doing that was the quickest way to wear the man down. Wasn't that what she wanted? To make him tired and sleepy. That was the only way she would be able to get to those damned keys.
"Uhhhh," Royce groaned, as Mary bobbed her head faster. She was scared. She'd never tasted cum before. Would she get sick and throw up? Would she gag on the slick, slimy cream?
Teresa was plunging and writhing atop Royce's face. She grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. She was facing away from Teresa, but Mary could see the sinuous movements of her willowy body and hear her panting sighs.
"Uhhhhh," Royce groaned again, his hips moving from the hot, wet suction of Mary's mouth.
"God," Teresa panted, "I'm gonna come! Ohhhh. Royce, put your tongue in me all the way now! Ohhhhhh!"
Mary held Royce's shaft steady with both hands as she turned her head around, lapping and sucking his swollen cock-head. His cock felt like a ripe, warm plum in her mouth. It was throbbing, swelling even larger. Breathless with anticipation, she began to jack Royce's foreskin up and down to hurry things along. The suspense was killing her. She wanted to have it happen, to finish him off. But she couldn't forget that her cunt was dripping juice as she sucked him. Did a girl's body respond like that any time something was poked into one of her holes?
"Uh, uhhh, uhhhhh," Royce grunted, his hips rising and falling. The head of his cock seemed huge. The skin was taut and silky in texture. Mary smeared hot saliva across it again and again, letting the underside of her tongue caress him, too.
Suddenly, Royce seemed to stop breathing. He was very tense, his belly hard and trembling. She could feel his thighs harden, and as she worked his cock-skin up and down, a thumping, throbbing pulse began up inside his groin.
The first hot spurt shocked her and Mary nearly pulled her lips away. But when the taste didn't turn her off, she continued to stroke Royce's tip with her tongue, milking the hot sap out of him. Each jet of it spattered against the roof of her mouth. She tightened her lips around his shaft and slid them up and down. Her tongue did a frenzied dance against his stiffness.
"Mary, baby," Royce gasped, somehow managing to speak through Teresa's thrashing, dripping pussy. She squealed then as she came. The sound excited Mary in a surprising way. She dropped her mouth down over Royce's cock, nearly choking herself with his tip.
Hot cum boiled into her throat. She couldn't stop to think about what she was doing. It was all too carnal, too blatantly wicked. But the effect upon her body was exhilarating.
"Mhhhhuuuuhhh," she moaned through her nose, drinking throatfuls of Royce's cum. It fountained powerfully from his cock-tip and she tried to get it all down. But by now, two white strews had begun to leak from the corners of her mouth. The sucky sound of her lips sliding up and down him grew even slicker.
"Ohhhh, yess!" Teresa sighed. "Ohhhh, wow! Ohhhh, God damn!" Her thrashing hips had slowed some, but she continued to rub her clit against the tip of Royce's tongue. His hot seed wasn't spurting quite so powerfully now. Mary licked him until she knew he was finished and popped her mouth free.
The light in the roam wasn't very bright. She watched as Teresa slid down to rest her body against Royce's chest. He was breathing steadily, his eyes closed. Mary swung her legs off the bed and eyed the chair where the big man had folded his pants.
"I've got to go brush my teeth now," she said, pretending to be turned off by the taste of male jism. It seemed strange that she had been able to take care of him so easily. But now she could think of only one thing. Escape! As she went past the chair, she quickly reached into the pocket of Royce's pants. Luck was with her. She clenched the keys tightly to keep them from jingling.
In the bathroom, she slid the key she wanted from the ring and put it on the edge of the basin. She had to think of a way to smuggle it back through the room in case Royce suspected something was up her cunt. Surely it was tight enough to hold the key. But how would she get it out again?
Rummaging in her beach bag, she came upon her shirt and tore a strip from the tail. Tying that through the key, she oiled it and gently inserted it into her pussy. Now she donned her nightie again. It was the only thing she could wear that wouldn't arouse Royce's suspicions.
"Where you been?" he asked, when she came back in the room.
"I'm back again, isn't that enough?" Mary gave him a big smile and he closed his eyes again. Teresa was squirming around on top of him, her hands busy with his cock. That was just what Mary wanted. To get him going again so she'd have time to return the key ring to his pants pocket.
"Kiss me!" Teresa moaned, hugging him. "Fuck me!"
"I want fuck Mary," Royce panted, trying to grab for Mary's wrist. She was in a panic. If he fucked her, he'd know in a second that she'd swiped a key from his pants.
"Why don't you fuck Teresa first so I can watch."
"Yeah, okay." Royce rolled the black-haired beauty onto her back and spread her long legs. She tossed her head and worked her hips around, inviting him to stick her with his cock. As Royce pushed the tip of his tongue around Teresa's tits, she dug her nails into the nape of his neck. For an instant, Royce buried his face in the pillow as he worked his cock-skin in an effort to regain his erection. Mary stuffed the keyring back in his pocket and got in bed.
"Here, let me get it hard," she cooed, letting her fingers go to work on him. She stretched his cock-skin back and licked his tip until he was firm enough to rub it against Teresa's open pussy. By now Teresa was going mad. She wanted to come again and didn't want to wait.
As Royce forced his prick into her, Mary's friend hunched wildly, her fingernails making fresh scratches across Royce's back. Mary crept toward the doorway. She still had to go down the hall to the door that was locked. By that time Royce might miss her. She only hoped she could slip out before he caught up.
"Ohhh, you're so big," Teresa sighed, working her hot cunt around as Royce forced his way into her. Mary heard their moaning voices behind her as she ran barefooted. At the door, she jerked the string she'd made and pulled the key out of her pussy. It fit the lock, and in a second she was jumping up the basement stairs two at a time.
Mary half-expected to see Nate Rexford standing by the door with a smile on his face. But no one stopped her. In a moment, she was running across the back lawn, her flimsy nightie fluttering out behind her.
She knew it was going to be embarrassing to confront someone for help. Maybe she could find someone to take her home or borrow a quarter for a phone. But even a taxi would be difficult with what she was wearing.
"Gotta rest," she panted, leaning against a tree. There was nothing stirring back at the big mansion. She went on, her bare feet sinking into sand now as she rounded the cliff and hurried toward the public beach. At this time of night it was closed. She only hoped she'd find a way out. Or maybe she could find someone around.
She didn't have to look long.
"Hey, you!" The flashlight beam hit her in the eyes and she froze. She heard footsteps coming along the fence line. "What the hell are you… Jesus Christ!"
"I know this looks funny," she said, stepping back, "I can explain…"
"You better come with me."
Now she could see that the man who had grabbed her arm was young. He was in some sort of uniform. A security guard of some kind. She heard the jingle of keys as he walked, and the butt of a pistol rubbed her side. He gave her a suspicious look.
"You some kind of a crazy?"
"No, I…"
"Been taking drugs, haven't you."
"No!"
"Like hell. Running around out here in your nightgown." He looked at her ass. "Hell, you don't even have on any panties."
They came to an unmarked car and the security man pushed her forward over the hood. She felt handcuffs at her wrists. He clicked them tight and his hand lingered at her back for a moment. She could hear the man breathing. Now he was touching the hem of her nightie. He pulled it up and she knew that the full moon was shining on her bare bottom. A warm palm followed the plush curve of one cheek and then the other.
Mary sighed, afraid to resist. She was pulled from the hood and shoved into the back seat of the car. The officer drove to a gate, let himself out and locked it again. When she tried to sit up, he told her to stay down. She had tried more than once to tell him why she was running around without any clothes. The man wasn't interested. And instead of driving back into town, he was heading to the country. On a lonely dirt road, he pulled onto a road under some large trees.
"What do you want?" she whimpered.
"If you don't know that by now, you're pretty stupid."
Mary was pulled from the car and pushed up onto the hood again. The security man unlocked her handcuffs, but kept them around one of her wrists. He locked the other cuff to the car's spotlight to keep Mary from getting away. She was sprawled on her back on the fender, her legs pushed up so that her knees touched her tits. The man threw his hat down and undid his gunbelt.
"No!" she whimpered.
"Hell, I can see your cunt shining. You've got to be wet."
"But…" It was no use. The young man had his pants off now and she could see the whiteness of his cock gleaming. She was angry. When he came toward her, she swung as hard as she could with her hand. The man caught it before she could connect. The handcuff rattled as she tried to get her other hand loose.
"I'll bet you're nice and tight," he growled. "Even if you have been fucking around in the bushes."
She lay there panting as he put on a rubber. He tore off his shirt. She looked away, but when he touched her she was more frightened than ever.
"What you worried about?" the man said, his hands rough on her thighs, pushing them back to stretch open her young cunt. A drip of juice ran down the crack of her ass. Why was she so hot? She remembered all too vividly how it had felt to suck the cream from Royce's prick. Maybe that was it. Sucking. Fucking. It all went together. She was losing her mind from thinking about it. And now this young security officer was forcing the rubber-sheathed tip of his cock into her pussy.
"Ohhhh," she gasped as it eased past her cunt lips. The guy was breathing hard now, plunging his hips excitedly. It was as if he'd never had a girl in his life.
"My wife's a bitch," he said, his hands baring her tin, his breath hot against Mary's nipples. "She's always got something else to do when I want some action. So I don't get enough fucking. Not near enough."
"Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, God," Mary groaned, her cunt tightening around his hot, slick cock. She tried not to be excited, but her skin was tingling and her breathing was gone completely to hell. She pulled against the cuff on her right wrist. The car dipped as the young man thrust forward. There was a squishy sound as he penetrated her to the hilt. His cock wasn't as long or thick as Nate's. And Royce was a giant by comparison. But it was a cock and Mary couldn't help but respond. She realized then that she was becoming addicted to fucking.
"God… ohhhh baby, you're nice and tight!"
"Hurry and finish. Please… ohhh, uhhhhhh!"
The man was through before she reached her peak. She didn't care. She was ashamed of how easily she'd responded to his crude fucking. She had to find a way to control her emotions. She had to learn that sex was not something a girl should think about all the time.
The security man was still groaning, pumping his spurting cock in and out of her pussy. The rubber was overflowing with his cum. Mary could feel it leaking down her asscheeks, wetting the fender of his car.
"Now will you take me home?"
"Just a few more seconds," he panted, getting really deep. He dug his fingers into her ass, kissed her tits and neck. But when he tried to kiss her mouth, she turned away.
She wished she had the nerve to grab his gun and shoot him right between his balls!