Part of Summer's mind told her to split, to get out of here as fast as she could run. Larry and Sara weren't any good for her. To hell with the free trip to Illinois. She could always find someone else willing to pick up a hitchhiker. She was falling deeper into degradation.
Doped out of her mind, she'd do anything the couple asked. She wanted to do anything they asked. That was how far gone she was. She was completely in their control. There was no backing out unless she ran like the devil was after her.
Instead, Summer lay back on the bed, naked and completely fogged by the pass.
"So bow's that sound? We can do stuff like this all the way home!" Larry exclaimed. His voice was slurred by the grass he'd been smoking. His pupils looked like those of a madman. He was hardly able to walk. He staggered.
"Great stuff, Lar, really great stuff!" agreed Sara.
Larry flopped onto the bed and told Summer, "Kiddo, get up on your hands and knees. I'm going to fuck you like an animal. Doggy-style. I think that would be really kicky, don't you?"
She didn't move. Her body was somehow separate from her mind. She had split into two beings, one physical and the other mental. Her body screamed, Do it! let him fuck you like the bitch you are! while her mind told her different. It told her to let these two dope runners go their way. If she were caught with them, she could end up in jail. It wouldn't be easy time, either. It'd be hard. They were carrying enough marijuana to get the entire city of Chicago higher than a kite.
Larry didn't wait. He reached over and began to fondle her tits. The feel of his hands moving relentlessly on her boobs sent shivers of joy racing through her body. The storm clouds of passion billowed up inside her.
The girl's cunt began to froth and foam with desire. She was having a hard time keeping still. She had hoped he would ignore her if she didn't obviously respond to his overtures. But Larry kept on, his fingers probing and tweaking and fondling her silky smooth jugs.
"Come on, honey. You're enjoying this whole dope crazy scene. You don't think we're a couple of bad crazies, do you? After what you already done with us?"
"Yeah, Summer, let's all three get it on. Three way screwing is a hell of a big turn on."
Summer could hardly believe her ears. This was Sara talking? Using all those dirty words? The chick she'd first met in the car had been so hesitant about using any four letter word; now they flowed from her mouth like a never ending river.
She realized dimly that the woman got off using them. It was a sexual turn-on for her.
Summer felt her body slowly responding to Larry's manual attentions. Her cunt was aching and felt empty. She had to have a cock driving hard and deep into it or she'd go crazy with lust.
As if a puppet on a string, she felt herself rising and turning over. It was someone else controlling her actions. She rose to a kneeling position. Her hands sank into the soft mattress. Her knees were spread far enough apart that Larry wouldn't have any trouble mounting her from behind.
Christ! she thought, I'm beginning to think of myself just like an animal. Mounting, doggy-style, screwing like a bitch in heat. What have they done to me?
"Your ass is simply gorgeous, kiddo; I love the way it pokes up in the air," Larry said.
He began running his hands over the smooth curves of her ass. The marble white flesh was warm and vibrant under his hands. He stroked and fondled and gripped the tender flesh. It quivered with anticipation of the fucking she was about to get. That turned him on as much as it did Summer. Positioning himself behind her, he stuffed his prong forward. Finding the slit leading to her cauldron of carnality, he fucked forward. He gaped with the sudden surrounded feeling.
He might have screwed into a velvet-lined vise that had been heated in a furnace. She was hot and tight as ever. And her juicy quim leaked out a constant river of love juice.
The way he drove back and forth sent her into a wild sexual frenzy. She knew it was the dope still in her body. Every nerve ending tingled. It was a sense of sexual ecstasy that vibrated through her being.
She wanted more.
She began thrusting her hips back to meet his every thrust. She had to take him full bore or it wouldn't be any good. The friction had to warm her guts all the way to her belly.
Her body trembled and her tits jiggled around under her chest. When Sara began to fondle them, Summer moaned aloud. "Aggh! Ohhhh, that's so nice!"
"I knew you'd be liking it, honey. It's just the thing to get a nice three way love orgy going. Good old Larry is back there, his dong driving in and out with that hideously obscene noise, is only the start. I'm the second course!"
Summer relaxed a little, but not much. She couldn't let go with Larry methodically fucking her from the rear. Luckily, he had decided to stuff himself into her cunt. She wouldn't have been able to bear it if he'd decided to fuck her ass. Her rear passage was still in bad shape from the multiple butt rapings she'd received.
Her mind drifted as she was filled with Larry's cock. Sara's sucking on her tits gave her a mellow feeling. She was drifting and thinking of all the things that had happened to her since Bill's death.
Raped by her stepfather. Raped up the cunt and up her ass by the trucker calling himself Big Dick. Then the sandwich fucking by Fred and Burt.
Fred still recalled pleasant memories for her. He was a nice enough guy. She figured he might be all right if he was ever separated from his partner.
The Gold Dust Twins, she mentally tagged them. Yeah, Fred was an okay sort. He might be just the kind of man she was searching for. He was a good cocksman. He could satisfy her. And it seemed that he was a lot more gentle than his partner. Burt was crude and probably got off more on the fact he was giving her a hell of a beating up the asshole than the physical pleasure of fucking her.
And now she was tied up with these two. Larry and Sara had seemed such a staid, painfully middle-class couple when she met them. She figured she had a free ticket all the way to Chicago. It didn't work out that way. They were dope smugglers.
Was everyone on the highway a pervert or criminal of some sort? She was beginning to wonder. Was it bad luck or the rule of the road? Summer didn't kid herself about how long she'd last with Larry and Sara. They'd have to dump her soon. And it might not be pleasant when they did.
Dope smuggling was a big rap. They could do a long stretch – longer for it than for murder. What was a little digging, a shallow grave filled with a runaway eighteen-year-old girl they'd used sexually compared to possible kidnapping charges?
She didn't kid herself. They'd get rid of her simply because they wouldn't want witnesses around.
Until then, she was going to enjoy the feel of Larry's cock corkscrewing its way into her cuts. And Sara's warm, wet mouth on her tits was exciting in the extreme.
Her entire body began to quiver. She felt weak and watery in the muscles. It was taking its toll on her, having her cunt fucked while the woman tongued and sucked at her nipples.
"Feeling a little woozy, huh?" said Sara. "Let's just give you something extra to do!"
She quickly repositioned herself on the bed. She leaned back against the headboard. She spread her legs wide to reveal the bush and lewdly exposed snatch to the girl. The position Sara was in put her pussy inches away from Summer's face.
Sara stuffed a couple pillows under her butt. She was raised up enough to cram her twat into Summer's face.
"Go on, honey. Start sucking! I want to feel your tongue swirling around inside my twat."
The girl hesitantly obeyed. It was going to require her to move forward a bit more. She leaned forward and found immediately that Larry's driving piston of pleasure entered her cunt in a slightly different, way. It stimulated her in a different way. He touched a part of her cunt that he'd been missing before with his long, powerful strokes. She could even feel his cock expand with added lust at the new angle of penetration.
She thrust out her tongue and lightly touched the woman's pussy mound. The hair was still wet from their first lovemaking. Summer tasted the residue of cunt juice and saliva from her previous licking and lapping of Summer's cunt.
"Ooooow, that's great. Do it to it!" Encouraged, Summer began to lick more avidly. The smell of musk turned her on in a strange way. It wasn't the thrill she got out of being fucked. It wasn't the excitement she felt when she sucked cock. It was – different.
Her tongue stabbed out. She parted the sex lips and began working up and down the red channel of the woman's sex. The juices trickling out began to flow faster and faster. The thin oils thickened as Sara's passion mounted.
Summer knew the woman was responding. The meek little clit was poking up. It made a pink little bump at the end of the turgid flaps.
She made sure she gave it all the oral attention she could. She gave the little pillar of sex all the tongue lashing she could. Sara was gasping in delight. Stabs of carnal electricity volted through her body and exploded in her belly. She was filled with the utmost desire to have the teenager's tongue crammed all the way up her twat.
"Tongue fuck me, damn you, tongue fuck meeeee!"
Summer was having a hard time concentrating on anything. The feel of the cock moving in and out of her twat made her dizzy. She wanted to relax and let Larry fuck her slowly. That would have robbed her of the added pleasure of eating Sara out, though.
"Ummm, good," she mumbled licking her lips free of every drop of love juice.
"Atta girl, baby, keep it up. Keep that cunt of yours tight and hot around my rod and give Sara all the tongue she wants, and we'll be good to you!"
Larry laughed. It wasn't a pleasant laugh. But Summer didn't care. She was too lost in her own sexual activity. She was warmed and filled with his fucking prick. She felt the plug of flesh driving into her manhole. Cunt juice leaked out around it. Dribbling down her leg, the tickly sensation aroused her passions as much as anything else.
And in front of her face was a wide-spread pussy. She kept her tongue moving in and out of Sara's hole. The velvety walls were rippling with emotion now. It wouldn't be long before she brought the woman off.
It wouldn't be long before she climaxed herself.
She worked down the sex gash and back along the sensitive cunt-mound, then to the asshole.
When she stuffed her tongue into Sara's asshole, the woman came.
"ATIIEEEEE! I'm coming! Ohhhh!" Her body quaked with orgasm. She shook as if she had some erotic form of palsy. She was lacked in the throes of her own sexual enjoyment.
Summer didn't realize that tonguing the woman's asshole would produce such a reaction.
She kept her tongue there. She looped it around in wet circles, then shoved it deep into the shit-chute again. Sara went berserk with another orgasm.
Cunt juice flowed out and all over Summer's face. Its thick, syrupy texture covered her cheeks and nose. She removed her tongue from Sara's ass long enough to lick away some of the product of the woman's lust.
With Sara gasping and limp as a dish rag, Summer was able to think again about what was happening behind her. She felt Larry's hairy thighs rubbing against the pillows of her buttocks. He rubbed up and down in an attempt to stimulate her as much as he could.
He succeeded.
She gasped as she felt a particularly long thrust all the way up her tunnel of love. Her cunt burned with the heat of the prick's passage. The juices lubricating her steamed off from the friction.
She came.
She wasn't able to cry out as she wanted to. Her face was again buried in Sara's snatch. The teenager rocked and sobbed through the ice and iron grip of orgasm.
When she drifted back to the world of the motel room and Larry and Sara, nothing had changed.
She was still having her cunt fucked from behind. Her face was still crammed deep into Sara's cunt. The two-fold stimulation picked up where it had left off.
It was as if nothing had happened. Her body still craved sex as it had before they'd begun fucking. The only thing she could think of was that the grass she'd smoked was the cause of it. The dope lit the fuse of her hidden passions. It stimulated her need for sex to such an extent she'd do anything to get screwed, to eat out a cunt, to perform all manner of perverted, dirty things.
"God, your cunt almost crushed me flat!" Larry gasped. "Another come like that and you'd do me in!"
"Her tongue speared me good, too. Seemed to shoot all the way up into my guts."
Summer couldn't even speak. Her mouth was occupied with Sara's snatch. Her throat was like sandpaper. Her breathing was heavy and irregular. Her tits, hanging down under her chest, felt like they were accumulating blood. They felt like bags with too much inside. She was sure they'd pop at any instant and spill her insides out on the bed.
If that didn't happen, Larry was sure to open her up with that spear of manmeat he used on her cunt.
She tried to bring off Sara again. That would eliminate a source of her confusion. Sucking and tonguing the woman's sex lips, she tried her damnedest to get the woman to come again.
When she took the turgid flaps of her labia between her teeth and gently gnawed, then ran her tongue along the aroused edges, the woman climaxed again.
And again and again and again.
When the fierce grip of orgasm left her body, she was pale and ashen-faced. She was too weak to continue. She disentangled herself from Summer and said to Larry, "She's made me feel so damn weak, I gotta light up another joint. Want one?"
"In a second," Larry gasped out. He was staining now. He was thrusting with powerful, fast strokes into Summer's hole. He wanted to bring the girl off. He wanted to get his own rocks off.
He felt the burning of heavy jism in his balls. They tumbled and churned and boiled. They threatened to blast out of his cock at any instant taking his guts with it.
Keeping control was a problem. His drug-sodden brain was sending all sorts of strange sexual messages all over his body. His cock tingled like it was an electric prod. He felt like he was vibrating all over. His skin burned. His vision was collapsing into a tiny tunnel.
Most of all, he was certain that Summer was going to break his prick off in her tight little cunt.
Summer was lost in a dope haze of her own. She was no longer separating reality from the wild imagining of her mind. The drug had caused her to begin hallucinating.
She dreamed she was being fucked by a gorilla. Its huge dick drove into her. Its hairy hands groped and fondled her body. And she wanted it!
How badly she wanted this hairy ape to screw the hell out of her!
Its dong drove into her cunt with merciless speed and power. She knew that it had to be a gorilla. No other animal was that strong. She was being fucked by an ape!
Larry grunted and finally shot his wad. His balls erupted and the creamy seed came flooding out the tiny pin-prick hole at the end of his dick. He jerked and bucked and grunted with the release of his jism.
Summer's cunt crushed down fiercely on his delving prick. He was milked for every pearly drop of his fizz. There wasn't a single drop left in his body when her cunt was finished with him.
The teenager had her own climax. The thought of being fucked to orgasm by a gorilla faded as she realized it was only a man. But it was no less exciting than being raped by a gorilla. It was still a huge cock reaming her cunt out.
She rocked back and forth, thrusting her butt back to take him as deep into her cunt as possible.
Finally, she collapsed forward on the bed. Her body was drenched with sweat. It had been a hectic, frantic lovemaking.
She inhaled and smelled the acrid fumes of another reefer. She almost choked on it. She wasn't used to it like Larry and Sara obviously were. They were pot heads.
"Damn good fucking," Larry said.
"Ummm, yeah." Sara passed over a wheat straw rolled joint to Larry. He took it and inhaled deeply, holding the smoke in his lungs. As Summer watched, she could see the blissful look cross his face.
He passed the joint back to Sara.
She took a few quick puffs on it, then gave it back. She said, "I can't remember ever having this much fun with a hitchhiker before. Let's keep her around for a while."
Larry and Sara didn't seem to realize that Summer was hearing everything they said. They thought she'd either passed out or gone to sleep in the bed.
"I dunno. I think we oughta get rid of her tight away. It's chancy having a kid like her along. Looks funny. She might even blow off her mouth when we could least afford it. We're almost, uh, almost home and… hell, I forgot what I was saying." He took another deep puff.
"You're right. Let's get rid of her in the morning. We got some desolate country to get through. We can do it there. You wanna do it this time or can I?"
Summer shuddered at the hideous feral look that had come into Sara's eyes. She was like she was crazed with blood lust. It frightened her.
"We'll flip for it in the morning."
That was the last thing Summer remembered. She passed out.