Barbara crawled across the floor on her hands and knees. She didn't dare look up, knowing that if she did she would get another stinging lash on her ass. Her bare knees scraped against the rough wooden floor and her palms were full of splinters, but she couldn't stop now. She had to keep going or the punishment would get worse. The door to the cabin was only ten feet away but she knew there was no way of escaping. Not now. The guys were too excited to let her go. And in a way, she asked for it. After all, the two camp counselors, Roger and Steve, didn't force her to come to their cabin. She knew what they had in mind when they asked her to come over and party with them. She just didn't expect the two teenagers to be this rough on her.
"Come on, bitch, you're moving too slow," Roger said. She headed towards him as fast as she could. His legs were just a few feet away when she accidentally lifted her head. He stood there with the long black leather belt in his hand. He flicked his wrist and the leather that had cut into her so much during the night trailed lightly across the floor. And his hard cock pointed right at her mouth.
She looked up and saw him grinning through the long black hair that covered his face. His whole body was stiff, not just his prick. As she stared at his heavily muscled body she couldn't help feeling wet. She wanted that cock pounding in her cunt, those strong arms pinning her to the floor. But that wasn't what he waited now. He wanted to fill her teenage lips with cream.
Roger grabbed her long blonde hair and twisted it hard. When Barbara opened her mouth to cry out in pain he pushed his cock through her lips, poking it deep into her throat. Then his thick wet shaft slid in and out of her mouth. By tugging on her hair he made her head bob up and down on his prick. Each time he twisted her hair his hairy nuts prodded her lips while his dick poked at the roof of her mouth and then plunged way down her throat, making her gag on it.
"Suck on it. That's what you're here for, isn't it. That's what you came to the cabin for. A mouthful of dick. I saw how you looked at me before, baby. Well, now you got what you wanted, so eat it!"
She looked up and saw from his cold dark eyes that this wasn't just a game to him. This was for real. He wanted to fuck her senseless. And she couldn't stop him. Roger moved his hips forward, shoving his wet prick to her mouth really hard. Barbara groaned as his meat sloshed in and out of her lips but she knew she had to please him. She grabbed the base of his cock and jerked it up and down while she munched on the wet probing flesh. She closed her fingers tight around his throbbing prick and led it into her mouth, slurping on it as hard as she could. It felt long and wet and stiff, and for a minute she forgot all about how much they'd hurt her tonight. What mattered now was the wet dick in her mouth, the plunging hot cock that fucked her lips, impaling her head. Barbara concentrated on slithering his prick in and out of her mouth while she licked and sucked on it.
"Ahhh, that's the way to do it, you cunt, that's how to suck dick." Roger's hips rocked back and forth really fast, filling her mouth with ten inches of stiff dick. It grew thicker in her mouth with every stroke. And it grew longer as Barbara's tongue swirled all around it, licking and sucking on the pulsing tip.
"You had the bitch long enough," Steve said. "Send her back over here. I want to get some more action with that big titted whore." Barbara felt scared. She didn't want to crawl back to Steve. He wasn't as strong or as muscled as Roger but he was a lot meaner. He was the one who enjoyed hurting her the most.
Roger pushed her lips off of his cock. She could feel some wet drops of semen dripping from her puffy mouth and all she wanted to do now was finish him off, to get it all over with. But she knew he wanted it to last a long time. Just like Steve did. That's why they'd been passing her from one to the other all night long, making her suck on their cocks until they were just about to come, then pushing her away.
"You heard him," Roger said. "He wants to feel that cocksucking mouth of yours now." He pushed her down to the floor and she landed on her back. Her huge tits flopped out of the skimpy red bra as she rolled all over the floor. She tried to fit her tits back into the bra but Roger yanked it real hard and pulled it down to her waist. "Don't be shy on us, now, Barbara. Don't try and hide those fucking tits." He reached down and grabbed her left tit in his hand and squeezed it as hard as he could. Her hard nipple pushed against his rough palm while he tugged at her milky white flesh, digging his fingers into her skin. "Now get back to work!"
She got back on her hands and knees and crawled across the cabin floor again, this time heading for Steve. Midway she passed her clothes that were strewn all over the floor. Her white blouse, her short red skin, her stockings and her shoes were lying there, right where they made her strip when she first walked into the cabin. Now all she had on was the bra that hung around her waist and her transparent satin panties. She looked over her shoulder once and saw the marks from the belt blossoming on her full rounded ass. Then she crawled up to Steve and stared at his rigid prick.
Steve made her kneel in front of him while he bent his knees and lowered his prick right in front of her tits.
"No," she said. "Don't do it, please, just be nice. I'll suck you off, just don't do that to me again."
He laughed at her, a cruel mocking laugh. He looked so nice to her before with his short hair and his constant smile. But now she knew what he was really like.
He held her shoulders, trapping her as his prick slid up and down her chest. His cock pressed into her nipples, making them wet with cock juice, and his balls pressed into her huge mounds. Barbara tried to get away from him but his grip on her shoulders grew harder until his nails dug into her skin. Then his throbbing dick pushed in and out of her huge tits as fast as he could move his hips. "What's the matter?" he said. "Didn't any of your boyfriends ever fuck those jugs of yours? Baby, they were made for it."
She knew she couldn't get away from him so she stopped struggling and let him tit fuck her. But it felt so strange. All that hard wet meat, coating her tits with sticky liquid, pressing really hard into, made her shiver all over.
"Come on, baby, don't let me do all the work," Steve said.
"What do you want me to do?" Barbara said.
She was ready to do anything for him now, just so it would be over soon.
"Use your hands," he said.
Barbara knew what he wanted. She slid her hands up her side and then cupped each firm tit. She pressed her hands together, pushing her milky flesh onto his cock, wrapping his sticky prick with her tits. Then she lifted her hands up and down, massaging his cock with her semen coated jugs. He was grinning now, louder with each stroke. She could feel the tip of his cock pulse faster and faster, quivering against her skin.
Then a hot glob of cum splattered onto her tits. The hot spermy liquid dripped down her mounds, coating her nipples with sticky white cream. The cum was still spitting out of his prick when he pushed her head forward. Jets of cream splashed the underside of her chin and then as she moved her head down all the way it shot into her mouth. Strands of semen dripped out of her lips and then he plunged his spurting dick into her open mouth, forcing it way into her throat. Barbara gagged at the size of it but she couldn't stop him. He held her head all the way down and rammed her mouth with his cock until his nuts slapped at her lips.
"Don't stop sucking, bitch, lap it up!" Steve said. Barbara sucked on his shaft, inhaling all of his cum while he fucked her mouth. A pool of semen gathered in her mouth, choking her as it slithered down her throat. When Steve slid his cock out of her mouth a flood of cum spilled from her lips. She spit it out, coughing and gagging. And he just laughed.
"You're supposed to swallow it, jerk," he said.
Barbara just looked at him. She was afraid to tell him that she wasn't going to ever swallow it. None of her boyfriends had ever made her do it. But then, she realized, these two guys were different than any she had ever met before. They were rough, and they made chicks do whatever they wanted to. She could tell that she wasn't the first girl to get fucked in this cabin.
"Well, come on," Steve said. "Let's see you lick up that cum, baby."
"Yeah," Roger said. He was standing right next to her now, staring at all the cream that dripped down her tits, and out of her mouth. "Let's see you do it." As he spoke he dangled the leather belt in front of her face. "Unless you want to argue about it."
Barbara looked at the belt. Then she looked at both of the teenager's faces. Neither one of them was smiling. She ran her tongue around her mouth, swirling up the cum that was dripping down her chin. Then she pulled her tongue back into her mouth and swallowed. It tasted sweet and warm, and sticky, and it wasn't as bad as she expected it to be. But still, the odor was so strong, and it was so thick.
"Satisfied?" she said, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth.
"You're not through yet," Steve said. "Lick up the cum from your tits." Both guys laughed at her as her face whitened. She hesitated but she knew she had to do it. She bent her head and lifted her right tit with both hands. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth and then lapped at the cum on her nipple. She bent her head as far down as possible, fitting her mouth over her tit, and then she sucked in the semen. By the time she had licked both tits clean her mouth was full of cream. She swallowed it in one loud gulp. And this time she loved it. It filled her and made her feel warm inside.
"Okay, baby, it's time to take care of me," Roger said. His cock was dangling up and down in the air. It was rock hard, and the tip of it was pulsing red.
Now, as she stared at it, she wanted it in her mouth. She wanted to feel his hot cum pouring down her throat. But instead of sticking it into her mouth, Roger pushed her down to the floor, making her lie there on her back.
He stood above her and pointed his thick meat down at her mouth. "Grab it, Barbara," he said. "Show me how much you love my cock."
His feet were planted on both sides of her, touching her naked upper body, holding her in place. She reached her slender hand up and grabbed his raging dick with her fingers. Then she jerked him off, aiming his thick knob right at her mouth. The tip of it pulsed and throbbed as her hand slid up and down his long shaft, pulling on it, trying to bring it closer to her lips. "You want it now, don't you, Barbara? You want to wrap your fucking lips around my dick and suck it."
"Yes," she said. "I want it." She didn't care about what they'd already done to her, stripping her, forcing her to crawl back and forth to their stiff dicks. Now all she wanted was to feel semen spurting into her mouth. She pulled on his cock harder, bringing him towards her. Roger crouched lower and his cock was now only about six inches away from her face. She slid her other hand up the muscles of his leg and then cupped his balls with her fingers. She rolled his nuts back and forth while she jerked him off. She was milking him, she thought, milking him for that sweet juice.
Barbara moved her hand from his nuts and wrapped it around his cock. Even with both hands on his dick she still wasn't able to cover it completely. The thick knob kept poking through her sticky fingers, growing, pulsing, aiming right at her open mouth. "Give it to me," she said. "Stick it into my lips."
"Not yet," Roger said. "When I'm good and ready to do it, that's when you get a mouthful of prick."
Steve laughed. He was kneeling beside her now. In her excitement she'd forgotten all about him. He took her left hand and brought it down to her hip. Then he peeled her red panties down to her thighs. "Come on, baby, you can have some fun too."
He pressed her hand between her legs. She felt the wetness seeping out of her, pouring out of her cunt. "Go ahead and do it," Steve said. "I want to see you finger yourself."
Barbara was going to refuse, but even as her finger touched her wet hole she knew she couldn't help herself. It felt so good, so warm and wet. She opened her thighs and then slid her index finger right into her pussy. And then she couldn't stop. Her finger raced in and out of her slit, rolling her clit in her hand. Bursts of pleasure shot through her body every time she touched her clit. That, and the burning cock in her hand, made her lose control. She bucked, up and down on the floor, pressing her hips down on her busy fingers while she pumped the long hard meat in her hand.
"Look at that slut go," Steve laughed. "Hell, she's good. I'll bet she does that all the time. Fingers her hot box…"
Barbara kept on humping her fingers. He was right, she did it all the time, and now she didn't even care if anyone was watching her. It just felt so good. Too good to stop now.
"Don't you?" Steve said. "Admit it."
"Yesss!" Barbara said. "Yesss, I do it all the fucking time." Her voice was strained now. Every single nerve in her body was awake, ready to explode. "I finger my cunt all the time. Ahhhh, ahhhhhhh."
Her cum spilled out of her cunt, sopping her thighs, coating her hand with warm and sticky cunt juice. Her whole body shook with each pulsing burst of liquid. She moaned and rolled all over the floor. And her hand was pumping on Roger's cock as hard and as fast as she could move it.
She looked straight up, saw his cock moving closer to her face. It was just inches away as her hand flailed up and down the full ten inches. Roger's legs suddenly went stiff. He raised himself on the balls of his feet and moaned.
Then he shot off all over her face. Streams of white semen flew out of his throbbing tip and splashed her chin, her mouth, her hair. And still it kept coming. Gobs of it slithered down her fingers, dropped onto her tits and slid down her side. Then she raised her head, straining forward until her lips sunk onto the burning spitting dick in her hand. She sucked as hard as she could, slurping up his cum, and then letting it slide down her throat. Her head bobbed up and down, moving with each thrust of cock.
Barbara sucked in as much cum as she could. Then she pulled his cock out of her lips and swallowed. Her hand still pumped on his prick, sliding the tip of it across her cheeks, then across her lips again where she kissed and sucked it.
"Okay, bitch, that's enough for now," Roger said. He pushed her away. Barbara fell down to the floor, resting her head on the rough wood. She looked down her body and saw that she was covered with semen. Her face, her tits, and her stomach, were all coated with white sticky cum. She slid her hands over her tits and smeared the cream onto her fingers. Then she brought her hands to her mouth and lapped up the cum.
"Look at her," Roger said. "She loves it. And she tried to act so fucking innocent before. Man, what a hungry bitch we got tonight!" He laughed and stared at her. "That's right, honey, you stay on the floor for a while and play with yourself. You can put on a little show for us."
Steve was already climbing into his jeans, though. Maybe it was over, Barbara thought. Now they would let her go back to her own cabin.
"I don't know about you," Steve said to Roger. "But this slut made me thirsty. Shit, she drank up all of my reserves."
"What are you talking about?" Roger said.
"I'm talking about booze," Steve said. "Let's take a ride down into town and pick up some beer at the bar."
"Sure, but what about our friend here? Do we take here. She'd split as soon as we left."
"No I wouldn't," Barbara said.
"Maybe you wouldn't," Steve said. "But we can't take any chances. We want to show you a few more tricks when we get back."
Both of them picked Barbara up off the floor and led her over to a bed in the corner of the cabin. They threw her in the air and she landed face first on the mattress.
"I'll stay," Barbara said. "I promise I'll stay."
"Oh, we know you'll stay alright," Roger said. "Because we're going to make sure that you don't have any choice."
Before she knew what was happening Barbara was tied to the bed. The black leather belt that they'd used on her ass was now wrapped around her wrists, pushing them together, and tied to the metal bedpost. Steve used his belt to fasten her ankles to the bottom of the bed.
As she laid there, bound so that she could hardly move, Steve slid his hand down her back, and then cupped her bare ass with his hand, prying her crack apart. "Nice ass," he said. "You ever had a dick back there, honey?"
Barbara didn't say a word.
"Guess not," Roger said. "Good, that means it's going to be nice and tight."
The two of them left her there and headed out of the cabin. When she heard their jeep drive away she tried to get free of the belt. But it was wrapped too tight. There was no way she could get her hands free.
And when they came back she knew it would be the same. They would keep her tied down while they slipped dick into her asshole. She'd heard about that before from some of her older girlfriends who tried it. They said it hurt but it felt good. And Barbara couldn't help wanting to find out for herself.
Even though she was eighteen, and before this, had considered herself pretty experienced when it came to sex, she was just finding out now what it was really like.
A part of her wanted it, she realized, a part of her wanted to be handled rough, and forced into sex. Why else would she let them do all that to her before? She could have gotten out of it if she really wanted to. After all, there were plenty of cabins around. Some of the other counselors would have been there to hear her if she did scream.
She didn't scream in the beginning and she wasn't going to scream now, she thought. Because even while she was tied to the bed she felt a warm familiar wetness between her legs. She was going to have a night full of dick.
She couldn't help laughing to herself. Here she was a summer camp counselor for all the teenage boys and girls that came to Ember Lake, supposed to set an example for them, and what was she doing now? She was tied to the bed, waiting to get fucked in the ass. And not only was she waiting, she was looking forward to it.
As long as they don't hurt me, she thought.