"Camping with daddy" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tate Paul)CHAPTER FIVEAfter Brad Grover had fucked the savage girl on the moss covered ground of the swamp, he had collapsed back on the ground and tried to rest for a moment. But seconds later, he again felt warm, wet lips and tongue licking hotly at his cock and balls down between his legs. He tried to concentrate on what she was doing and will himself to hardness again, but the wild fuck he'd just thrown into her hot little cunt had drained his balls dry. There wasn't a milligram of cum left in them to inspire him further and he felt his mind drifting off into a deep relaxed sleep as the intensity of the swamp girl's sucking and licking on his cock and balls increased. He tried to fight it for a moment but it was a hopeless battle. A second later he was out cold to the world. It had been a long, hard day. How long he had slept, he did not know, but when he awoke it was with a start. The silence was deafening and the girl was gone. He was alone! Jesus Christ, his thoughts flickered through his mind like the wind. Where was everyone? What an idiot he had been to go off into the swamp alone to fuck that girl and leave Sally at the mercy of those other rugged looking swamp men back by the camper. There was no telling what they would do with his virginal daughter. He rose quickly to his feet and started off back in the direction from which he thought he had come. He had walked only a few feet, and with the moon at a different angle in the night sky, he knew he was close to lost. His loud shouts of hello brought no response from the starless night, his echoes resounding back to him in mocking whispers. He knew he could get back to the campsite where hopefully his daughter and their camper would be safe from the rough group of alligator skinners. She he began walking in the direction that he thought would lead through the woods that he thought he remembered passing on his way here. The swamp water had receded now and it was easier to move. Twice, in the stillness of the night, he'd thought he'd heard his daughter calling to him. He would find her, he vowed. He wasn't going to let those men fuck her if he could help it. Finally, after losing direction to the darkness when the moon went behind a cloud, he came across a dirt path. He had taken a few, dozen paces before he stopped and realized in the sudden glare of the moon that one set of foot prints was exceedingly small, about the same size as Sally's. Had something frightened her to make her leave the campsite? He quickened his pace and hoped with all his heart that the nondescript pathway led to where the swampers had obviously taken her. It had to be back to the camp that the one old man named Sam, had mentioned earlier. To Sally, it seemed as if they'd walked for miles through the swamp before reaching the camp hidden in a clump of trees. Once there, the old man reached up to a branch behind the tent and pulled down a red metal object. A flick of a match, and Sally knew it was a camping lantern. He shoved open the tent flap with a weathered band and grunting, nodded for Sally to go inside. She cautiously stepped through the doorway, feeling the moss-covered softness of the tent floor tease her toes. It felt good compared to the broken sticks and rough ground that had jutted and cut their way through to pierce her feet. From one of the mattresses a dark shadow emerged, an ominous shadow approaching her. Sally gasped, letting out a muffled scream, and grabbed Sam by the arm. "Who is…" "Don't worry, baby. That's Pete. Guess he decided to come home to wait his turn." "Sure 'nough did," snorted the dim-witted man. "Got tired of watchin' you two fuckin' like a couple of rabbits in heat." His approach brought shivers to Sally's tender flesh. Already she could smell the moonshine on his breath. "Now it's my turn to fuck her jes' like we agreed, Sam. You won lint, but I ain't got no competition this time." He drawled out his words in a monotone voice that made Sally's tits quiver. Certainly the older man wouldn't let this half-wit get between her legs and fuck her or would he? She waited for a response from the seventy year old who'd just fucked away her cherry. None came except a low grunt of approval. He didn't even care! Two powerful hands, accustomed to ripping away alligator skins, took hold of Sally's shoulders then. She moaned and twisted back from his ugly touch until she thought she'd go insane from the shame and humiliation of the horrible debasement she was going through at the hands of these callow swamp people. She could not bring herself to this final degradation they were demanding of her, to turn her into nothing more than a gang-fuck for all of them, even then it meant undergoing pain. "Ooooh," she moaned as Pete's hands clenched at her arm, leading her to a mattress. She knew what would follow. He would fuck her! "C'mon, honey," he prodded once more, his teeth glistening satanically between bared back lips. "Let ol' Pete fuck ya now like ya oughta be fucked. Now you just kneel down there with your I hot little ass up in the air." "Oh, no, let me go!" her voice screeched shrilly, her eyes opening and closing at the mental torture of her hopeless position. He forced her down on her knees and Sally felt his weight press, down behind her on the mattress where she kneeled now, her blonde hair hanging in gold strands about her head. She felt the man's hands smoothing over the soft jean covered moons of her ass-cheeks that swayed gently in defeat in front of him. The harsh metallic sound of a zipper being released echoed lewdly from behind her and then she felt his hotly throbbing cock poking lewdly against the cool skin of her back. A hand reached around to the front of her waistband and unzipped her jeans, pulling, them in one swift motion down to her knees. Another final jerk and they lay on the floor beside the mattress. Sally lurched forward, but the swamper's hands seized her hips and pulled her naked ass back at him. His steadily stiffening cock felt hot and moist, already foaming cum at the tip. "Damn, her naked ass feels good. Oooooh," Pete sighed with pleasure from behind her. "I'm gonna like juicin' this full of cum just fine." Pete's hands held her arms so that she could not struggle, his knees muscling in between her tightly clenched legs, while he continued to force his anxiously jerking cock into the smooth, blonde fringed slit up between her round ass-cheeks. Sally strained with all her power to keep her thighs together, but it was totally useless. "She ain't gonna give ya much trouble once ya get it up inside her hot pussy," she heard the old man mutter from somewhere in the room. "She loves cock." How could he just stand there and let her get fucked like a female dog! "Yeah, wait until Luke comes back," guffawed Sam. "Then we can all get a piece of the action with a triple-fuck!" "Well, what d'ya thing of that?" Pete grinned lewdly, his cock throbbing up between her ass-cheeks behind. Sally tried to stutter a reply, but none came. For a moment she wasn't sure what they were talking about when they said triple-fuck but when she opened her eyes to see Sam kneeling in front of her, unzip his pants and pull out his hardened cock, she knew instinctively it meant all of them fucking her at once! She attempted to break loose, but it was impossible. The long throbbing length of his gently bobbing cock leered obscenely at her around the small, hotly pulsing hole at the end. She felt a start within herself when she noticed that the seventy year olds red cock was growing, expanding larger before her very eyes! It too was foaming cum at the tip. "Take it in your hand, baby," he commanded, his eyes growing to thin slits in lusty anticipation. "Squeeze it nice and gentle, go ahead, it ain't gonna spit on ya yet." "I… I can't," she protested weakly, as he released one hand from her chin. "Oh, yes you will! You done just fine back there at your daddy's camp. Fucked like a whore, like ya been fuckin' all yore life. Now come on and skin it back for me!" The old man grabbed her hand and wrapped it around his huge blood-filled cock, skinning it back so that the entire length of the red-fleshed head was only partially visible. It popped out from the thick foreskin a scant few inches from the helplessly kneeling girl's bulging eyes. Then the seventy year old's hands were at her lips forcing her mouth open and running the soft spongy flesh of his cock head lightly against her smooth white teeth. He was smearing a small amount of hot slippery pre cum over her lips and she could see down the full length of the thickly throbbing shaft. In the lantern-lit tent, she could see that it must have been a full eight inches long. Just as big as she'd remembered it to be back there at her father's camp, when it waved tantalizingly in front of her face as the old man had licked her cunt. She hesitated for a moment, dizzy and filled with an indescribable shock at her first close-up glimpse of what had been fucking deep up inside her pussy and what would soon be fucking deep up inside her mouth. She opened her mouth to protest, but as her cum-slickened lips parted, he fucked his cock forward between them, stretching them in a wide oval around his rigidly erect hardness. She could feel the huge bulbous head sliding slickly up the full length of her tongue, more of the tiny droplets of male pre-cum seeping hotly from it and filling the warm cavern between her cheeks with its pungent cum taste. Behind her, the girl could feel the half-wit press his own cock more insistently up between her raised ass-cheeks as she strained back in reaction to the old man's cock fucking her in the mouth. If she had turned around, she would have seen Pete's lopsided grin widen with each grunt the other man made, fucking his huge cock farther and farther up into her helplessly trapped mouth. Pete reached down and pushed his pants down over his hips anti kicked them the rest of the way off onto the floor. He was in no real hurry to fuck her. He wanted to play and tease her first, get her hot for cock like when he watched Sam fucking her. He ran his hands across the white expanse of her back, then slid his fingers beneath her kneeling torso, allowing them to rove beneath her smoothly curving breasts that dangled heavily toward the mattress. The dim-witted man tweaked and twisted the small pink buds and aureoles of her nipples until they were hard and erect. His fingers kneaded and squeezed at the round resilient tit flesh, puckering it teasingly beneath his cupped palms. Then he was circling his forefinger over the hardness at the tips, while the lower half of his body set up a slowly making motion up between her trembling asscheeks. Then suddenly the door flew open. Three heads raised at the sound of the booming laugh, sluicing through the barely lit room. "Well, if it ain't a party, and I didn't get no invite," He just stood watching it all, his mouth hanging open in a lewdly expectant grin as his two friends held the blonde girl, one with his lust-bloated cock fucking in and out between her ovally straining lips and the other grinding lewdly against her nakedly squirming ass-cheeks from behind while his hands massaged the huge roundness of her tits. Her long blonde hair spilled over her shoulders and brushed tantalizingly against the cum-bloated balls of the old man fucking her mouth while her naked ass attempted to clench together to repel the man behind her. The girl could feel Pete's cock harden behind her, and jut between the narrow crevice of her legs toward the warmly moistening lips of her just-fucked cunt. She jerked her ass away from the relentlessly searching cock-head. But in this movement her thighs inadvertently clasped the crown of his hot prick, jerking on the thickly protruding shaft of maleness and seeming to incite it further. He groaned into her ear, removing his hands from her tits, and placing them on the round white half-moons of her ass cheeks, puffing the vainly resisting flesh open for his thrust into the narrow confines of her fuzz-fringed little cunt mouth. With another lurch of his pelvis, he was there, prodding just below her tight little cunt hole. She could feel the blunt head of his cock pressing hotly at the moistness of her pussy lips and she clenched her ass-cheeks tight and jerked away once more. But he followed, thrusting his hotly pulsating prick up between her legs another quarter inch until she felt something give in her cunt. He was in, she thought, his monstrous red cock had wormed itself halfway up her tightly clasping pussy hole and there was no way of getting him out now. In fact, a hot savage cum-taste of the man's cock fucking her in the mouth was suddenly tasting so good, she wasn't sure she even wanted to. God, his cock felt huge, even bigger than the old man's, and she wasn't sure that was even possible to take all of it up inside her hot cunt. Certainly he couldn't fuck any deeper, but when Pete fucked inward again, this time moving with greater ease, the underside of his cock sunk in slowly almost to his balls and sent flashes of momentary pain through Sally's helplessly straining pussy walls. Then he began fucking in and out. In front ol' her, Sam continued to fuck his long cum-hardened cock in and out of her helpless mouth, setting up an obscene pace that matched the lewd fucking of Pete's hard rubbery cock screwing into her wet cunt from behind. The pressure in her cunt had passed now, and all Sally could feel was the same wonderful warm tingling sensation that had begun deep up inside her ravished pussy and radiated out through her now hotly trembling tits. The feeling was fantastic! She was being double-fucked! Then, no, her mind said, denying the pleasure. No, two men's cocks can't feel that good fucking up inside a girls pussy and mouth together. But she was beginning to sense sudden cunt flaring lewdness building in her mind at the thought of being gang-fucked and she began sucking Sam's seventy year old cock to please. At this point, Sally rationalized away her pleasure, she would have done anything to get this lewd ordeal over with. They were just using her, she knew, and once it was over with and they were satisfied, they would leave her alone. Just as her own father had left her helpless back there at the camper. Sally ran her tongue wetly around and around the warmly seeping head of the cum-inflated cock in her mouth, flicking the tip teasingly into the tiny open slit at the end… She could feel it throbbing as though it had a life of its own and would erupt any moment into a great foaming fountain of cum that would flow into her mouth and throat in a never-ending all-engulfing tide. Oh, God, it was something she would never be able to forget. No longer did she fear them fucking her, it was too late for that now! Then the fleeting thought crossed her mind. Perhaps if she were to fuck and suck all of their balls dry, prove her worth as a real cunt, then they would stop treating her like a helpless little girl to be humiliated and teased at their own pleasure. To save herself this final humiliation, the degradation of knowing that she enjoyed being fucked in the mouth and pussy at the same time and giving back to them a moan of lust for each pulsing throb of their own she would show them she could fuck and suck too. That she was not just a helpless little girl. This would at least end it before the feelings that were now erupting in her naked belly became too great for her and drove her on to what she feared she had always wanted: lots of men to fuck her and make her feel strong. And to do that, she had to fuck like a hot whore now, they wanted her to suck cock, she would suck cock. They wanted her pussy fucking like an insane nymphomaniac. She would give them every ounce of hot fucks her hot little pussy had in it! If they really felt pleased, they would not throw her back out in the swamp to die with the alligators. That meant hung, reasoned the blonde as she began licking hungrily at the slit of Sam's cum-seeping cock. And staying alive meant having more cocks to fuck her later. Her mind randomly on, the very hopelessness of her situation excusing the strangely pleasant sensations of being fucked, like fluttering moths into her mouth and pulsing on down into her hotly churning cunt. The girls lips clasped more firmly around the rapidly pulsating rod of flesh, drawing it in and out to end the fear of not pleasing, sucking to bring the thick milky cum shooting out from it until she had drained his balls completely. The old swamper huffed and panted in steadily mounting lust, his spouting incoherent obscenities as she continued to suck and draw on his heavily throbbing cock. Her tongue swirling around the warmly moistening cap, darting to the underside of the head and flicking at the sensitive area just behind the bulbous cock-head, then pulling at the hotly throbbing prick with strong bobbing cheeks. Behind Sam stood the third alligator skinner, Luke, his hands running methodically up and down over his own stiffened cock poking out obscenely from beneath the tough material of his pants. His vacant expression reflected the depravity of the scene being played out before him. His chin quivered in a lewd grin at his two buddies mouth and cunt fucking the fifteen rear old beauty. "Fuck her, fuck her good! Damned no-good bitches! That's all women are." As though driven by Luke's obscene incantations, Pete increased the force of his fucks into her tight little pussy hole from behind. His hands clasped and unclasped her smoothly gyrating ass-cheeks as he fucked his cum-bloated cock in and out of the hotly gripping mouth of her blonde-furred cunt. He could feel his balls slap tightly against her jerking thighs, her naked ass pressing smoothly against his belly and the walls of her cunt clasping around his hotly throbbing cock. The entire area of his loins was afire with a burning lust that bubbled up from the cum bloated sac of his balls and rippled through his prick into its rapidly fucking head. Sally ground her ass back and forth around the fleshy hunk of his cock, her cunt sucking inward in time to its rhythmic fucking. It felt as though it had a pace-maker embedded in its throbbing head whose beat against her inner pussy walls was becoming a part of her very being. Oh God, the thought burst like a bombshell in her head. She was enjoying it! She was actually enjoying being fucked almost shitless by these two men! She had decided to make them want to fuck her wild and it didn't matter that it was sex alone and not love that prompted that wanting. Now the lascivious passion up in her pussy that she had kept hidden inside for so many years had flamed out and was consuming her in its rush for its own desire to be fucked on and on. Her mind raced on as though she were standing back and watching the animal side of her nature take complete control of her shamelessly writhing body. Sam, the old wizened seventy year old fucking her in the mouth, could hardly control his glee as he watched the girl giving in to the dim-wit Pete's fucking. And to think, he was the one who had fucked away her hot little cherry. The lesson he had given her had not been wasted. Sam's eyes flickered lewdly from her rapidly jerking ass up over the ivory motions of her wildly swaying tits to her hungry little mouth that eagerly clasped over his rock-hard prick. God, what a fuck she was, he thought proudly, and flexed his cock against the warm wet walls of her cheeks. She was going at it as though she had been sucking cock and fucking all her life. Sam was proud to see how he'd broken the hot-cunted little bitch in. Christ, he'd been right again. Hot-cunt bitches didn't need music and candlelight, what they needed was a little pinch here and a kiss there, sometimes not so gently. Give 'em an excuse to fuck, and they would! Then he watched almost in disbelief as the cock-stuffed blonde reached up and cradled the softness of his balls in her small hand, caressing the smooth flaccid folds in her gently kneading fingers, then tracing a warmly tingling path up the base of his insanely fucking prick. "Mmmmmmm," her voice intoned through her cock-filled mouth. "Mmmmmm, good!" The low mewls of pleasure that came sputtering from her mouth sent Pete fucking into her from behind, into an electric spasm of lust. He fucked forward with increasingly long hard thrusts. The head of his rigid cock striking against the bottom of her belly up inside at the end of each fuck, then pulling gradually backward in a slow withdrawing motion so that he could feel her tightly sucking cunt walls pulsating spasmodically around the entire length of his throbbing cock. He could feel the tiny contracting muscles working inside her pussy nibbling hungrily at the hot, lust-inflated head. The dilated lips between her hair-lined pink slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down off the rod of heated cock flesh for several inches and then nibbled slowly back up, sucking his full throbbing cock length into her warm white belly. He stayed immobile for an instant, letting his cockhead soak deep into her warm pussy juices, enjoying these final moments of stillness. Her lewdly slapping buttocks, fucked nakedly up and down and did all the work for him, his knees pressed tightly against her widespread legs. He let her quivering body pump up and down at will on his cum-hardened cock that fused them together. "Ooooooohh, ooohhh, God," her voice grunted and trailed off into sputtering mewls of pleasure again. For each of Pete's hard fucking strokes into her cunt from behind, she thrust back on him with a reciprocal back fuck of her ass, her thighs quivering in a maddening rhythm of lust that kept time with the rapidly contracting pulse of her sucking pussy. "Oooooohh!" Luke, wide-eyed now, had moved toward the tempting woman splayed out obscenely between the two swamp men, and now stood only inches away from the bed. He reached out and stroked one of her tits, tentatively at first as though he were making contact with a sacred object. Then, he touched again, squeezing more firmly at her erect nipples and running his long fingers over her desire-hardened nipples. He pressed both hands against the gently swaying resiliency as though he were kneading dough. Luke gloated to himself with salacious satisfaction. Another bitch to fuck, that's all this one was too. "Fuck her, fuck her," he grunted in an obscene incantation. But his whine dissolved within the general din of rhythmic moans coming from the three figures who were too caught up in their fucking to even notice. "Ooooohhh, that's it, baby, that's it, suck it, suck it," the old man crooned above Sally's bobbing head as the girl let herself go. His hands snaked around the sides of her ears, stroking at the soft blonde silkiness of her hair and pulling and teasing at the lobes of her ears. His lips jerked back and forth wildly before her now uninhibited sucking on his cock and balls. He moaned and muttered obscene filthy phrases at her, making her mouth-fuck him faster with his hands on her head. The girls hot time continued on and on at both ends of her bent and sex-contorted body as the now sex-crazed Luke cupped and kneaded her hot jiggling breasts with a hard pressure that jerked her mind from the ceaseless fucking of her cunt and mouth. Something from a dark hidden part of her consciousness told her she was doing wrong, that she had gone against a promise she had made to herself earlier to reject her temptation for pleasure from the fucking she was receiving. But she had never conceived that it would be like this. Her virginal little pussy and tits had never experience such a world of total sensation. She had never dreamed that there were parts of herself that might respond so passionately to the constant obscene double-fuck. The figures fucking into her now from front and back were no longer those of the two depraved alligator skinners, but had transformed themselves into lewd, hard cocked effigies whose only identity was the sound and feel of obscenely slapping flesh. Whose cock was it fucking into her squirming cunt? Whose thick blood-engorged prick was fucking mercilessly into her warmly clasping and unclasping mouth? Was it Pete's or was it the old man's? Oh, she didn't know or care. But it felt good… so good. They wore fucking her and she was loving it. She was sucking on some man's cock and loving it as much as she had ever loved anything in her life. For a fleeting second she wasn't sure she ever wanted it to end. Then suddenly, from behind her, she felt a deep tortured moan, then she sensed the giant prick fucking her cunt pulse out and grow even harder. His throbbing hardness fucked frantically into her warm expanding softness, pounding mercilessly into her. She could hear the harsh wet slap of his cum-swollen balls beating a lewd rhythm against the tightly snug crevice of her thighs below her cock-ravished pussy. The lust-demented man began to go wild now with passion and delight at the same time. He twisted and turned her body beneath him like a limp ragdoll. He fucked into her with ever increasing speed and vigor, smashing the softness of her naked and vulnerable tits hard into Luke's hungrily kneading hands, stretched across her breasts, and deeper up onto Sam's hotly fucking cock that continued its fucking into her mouth. His hands pinched and pulled at her naked jerking ass-cheeks as she twisted and squirmed to escape the pain-pleasure. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" her voice gurgled with each buffeting thrust of Pete's violently fucking cock deep into the farthest confines of her wildly writhing cunt. She could feel it jerking forward and tunneling its way inside as far as it would go to spurt its hot male cum deep inside her. Then she felt his tortured balls explode as the warm liquid of his pent-up cum bubbled up and overflowed out around his tightly sheathed cock. It flowed freely down between the widespread crevice of her ass as his emptying cock jerked frantically up into her hungrily sucking cunt. Her legs kicked out helplessly sideways on either side of him and fell limply onto the mattress. Almost immediately, she felt Pete rise up and slide from the mattress, leaving her hot, aroused pussy totally unsatiated. God! What was the matter with her? She wanted more cock in her, as Sam continued pumping his long thick cock into her desperately fucking mouth. She just couldn't stand to be left there like that with that great gaping hunger whirling around deep up in her now cockless cunt! And suddenly her depraved prayers for cock were answered. Another strangely tingling sensation whirled across the cum-soaked lips of her cunt, and she looked back to see Luke licking his tongue along her moistly glistening pussy slit. Her breathe exploded out along the ceaselessly moving ridges of Sam's cock, mewling into tiny grunts as the third alligator skinner began a sudden curling flicking of his tongue, fucking it up inside where Pete had already cum. A lewd tingle of delight swept through her when she realized that the guy was licking at her pussy where Pete, his buddy, had been cumming into it only moments before. She ground her naked ass backward affording him greater access to her openly split little cunt-hole. Her cries were one long continuous groan now as he withdrew his lashing tongue suddenly from inside her slippery cum-flooded pussy walls and found her already hard and hotly throbbing clit and licked it. He ground his face farther up between her legs and began to suck and tease gleefully at the tiny sensation filled titty with his teeth while she writhed and churned her ass-cheeks around him in a lewd dance of hot-to-fuck desire. Above, the seventy year old was approaching the final moment when he would gush out his cum into her hot little throat. He kept fucking farther and farther up into her mouth so that she could feel the hard rubbery tip of his cockhead slamming smoothly back against her throat. Her lips clasped desperately around the insanely pumping prick, her warmly swirling tongue fluttering in quick butterfly strokes beneath the blunt bulbous crown, as he fucked faster and faster into her face. His heavy, cum-laden balls smacked against her chin with each fuck, completing the obscene picture of the girl's total surrender to the lewd cunt licking and mouth-fucking. She sucked harder and harder at the hotly throbbing prick, feeling the round rubbery head pulse and subside, pulse and subside, with each fucking thrust. She could tell he was about to cum by his heavy spasmodic breathing and the way he stiffened his groin in hard-muscled jerks arching forward on each stroke and leaving the warmly moistening head of his cock for a teasing instant nestled in the wet fullness of her mouth. Her saliva merged with the hot pre-cum that signaled his nearing orgasm. Suddenly she felt his stiffly burgeoning cock spewing its hot milky cum directly into her wide open mouth. The thin, quick spurts steamed from it in hotly gushing geyser-like explosions, filling her milking mouth to the brim and trickling from the corners of her mouth. Sally gulped and swallowed, trying not to lose a drop of his cum-juices as her cheeks swelled and hollowed in a rapid attempt to keep up with the wildly ejaculating cock. Then, slowly the old man's spent prick began to soften, a few tiny rivulets of cum still seeping out from the large deflating head. With a deep gasp signaling his completion, the man withdrew his prick, and fell like a dead weight back on the mattress. |
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