"Tied up virgins" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kellerman John)

CHAPTER EIGHT

The bunch of hikers had come out of nowhere it seemed. One minute Brit had been handcuffed to that hot car hood, her wrists aching, her poor little cunt swollen open and raw. And the next moment voices had echoed in her ears. Three big men with overgrown beards had pushed through the tangle of undergrowth and stopped short. Well, two of them had overgrown beards. The third was a younger guy, tall and rangy with blue eyes that never left her once from the beginning. And where was Will, the stud cop? Passed out under a tree, the bottle still in his hand.

It was the biggest one who jumped at the situation. He quieted the others and then found the key to the handcuffs. Brit had been too scared to yell or say anything. She only knew they were letting her go – at least for the time being. The big one – his name was Rorry – locked the cuffs around Will's wrists without even awakening him from his drunken slumber. Then he threw the keys over in the brush and hid Will's clothes.

"All my life I been dying to catch a lousy cop with his pants down…" Rorry laughed. The young hiker – Brit heard them call him Cal – just looked at her like he hadn't eaten in months. It made Brit feel weird. God, he was good-looking. But he wasn't bossing the operation, that was plain.

Rorry and Bob, the third man, motioned Cal to tie Brit's wrists. She knew he was embarrassed at their order, so she made it easier for him. He kept looking at her small, white breasts, the pink nipples, her flat tummy. He couldn't get the knots to work at all.

"Don't hurry so much," she whispered, seeing that Rorry was getting impatient with the boy.

"Look, I don't like tying you up." He swallowed hard. "You got any clothes around?"

"She won't need no clothes, Cal!" Rorry said, holding onto the handle of his hunting knife. "Not where we're going." A chill ran over Brit. She gave Cal a soft look for his effort to try and help. Cal looked hungrier than ever. He got the knot tied finally and grabbed the rope.

"You keep track of her, Cal," Rorry ordered. "It'll be your ass if she gets away." The big man motioned towards the trail they'd been on and Cal urged Brit ahead of him. All she had on was a pair of sandals. In just a few moments they were lost in the underbrush, leaving Will handcuffed and naked behind them.

Brit was too tired to notice how long they'd been walking, how far they'd come. But when they broke out into the clearing, she wasn't too exhausted to recognize Jeb Caruthers' old car. Rorry motioned them all to stop and went ahead himself. Brit watched him throw open the front door and then start laughing like crazy. He whistled for the rest of them to come ahead.

"This local yokel was getting him a little redheaded pussy," Rorry laughed. Brit felt dizzy when she saw the figures in the room, Jody, her best and only friend, lay fled to a narrow bunk. Jed Caruthers leaned weakly against the wall, his prick hard and glossy with Jody's juices. There was no one else in the cabin. Jody had been crying long before Rorry had thrown the door wide. There were rope bums on her ankles and wrists and she squirmed miserably as the men all looked at her.

"We got us two chicks now," Rorry guffawed, poking Bob. Bob licked his mustache and laughed louder than necessary. Cal touched Brit lightly on the back. Brit's mind tumbled out of control. What was happening anyway? What was Jody doing up here in the sticks with Jeb Caruthers? Brit was certain her friend was afraid of him.

Rorry motioned to Bob. "Take this shithead with half a hard-on out to the shed in back and tie him up good. He's not invited to our party." Rorry picked up the bottle of Scotch from the table. "Now I know this ain't yours," he said to Jeb as Bob shoved him out, the door. "You couldn't afford something so good. Must'a stole it." He sniffed the contents and then swigged. Then he held it out to Cal.

"No thanks."

"Aw, come on kid… have a snort." When Cal shook his head again, Rorry took another big swallow. Then he wandered around the room, poking at things. Finally he went to the table and put down the bottle.

"Looks like they knew we wanted to party," he laughed. "This is good stuff." Brit shuddered as Rorry looked right at her. Then he picked up the bottle again and held it towards her. "Hey sweetheart, you want some?" She decided to humor the bully.

"Uhh… sure…" Brit sipped from the bottle, then coughed. She hated him suddenly, hated him very much. Poor Jody was still tied on that bed, her eyes darting around frantically. Neither of them had acknowledged that they knew each other.

"Well," Rorry said, "there's a bedroom in there with a decent-sized, bed. I think I'll take me a little rest." He looked at Brit. She withered under his gaze. When she looked up again, he was staring at Jody. Jody had closed her eyes. She was crying quietly, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Rorry cut her loose and motioned with his head. Jody walked head down. Brit felt sorry for her.

Then Rorry turned and hooked his finger at her too. Brit thought she'd faint. He was over six and a half feet tail with shoulders like a football player. She couldn't dare to think of what his cock was like. But he was going to take her in there with Jody! He wanted two of them. Cal was breathing hard.

"How about me, Rorry?" he said, holding Brit's fingers in his own where the big man couldn't see.

"Youngsters get seconds," Rorry laughed and gave the boy a hard look. Cal let go of Brit's fingers.

When the door closed behind her, Brit looked at Jody again. The redhead dropped her eyes. There wasn't time for them to share experiences. And Brit was too scared to be really curious. Rorry started undressing. Like she'd thought, his chest was huge, his arms like small trees. Then his pants hit the floor and Jody fell onto the bed and drew her knees up tight against her tits. Rorry dug a roll of rawhide thongs out of his pants and grabbed Brit, dragged her towards the bed.

"This is gonna be fun," he said, sliding his fingers down over her small breasts. A leather thong went around her neck. Brit hardly noticed it. She was still staring at that thing between his thighs. It had to weigh two pounds! It was longer than any cock she'd ever seen. And it was so thick, so swollen at the head. Rorry pushed his mouth close to Brit's ear.

"That Cal was sure looking you over, wasn't he? I think the boy is a little hot for your twat…"

Rorry's laugh shook the room. "Bet he's out there trying to get the nerve to break in here and take you away. Little shitass knows better, though."

Rorry pulled Brit against him. She felt his cock shoved up against her belly. It pushed in the soft white flesh. It beat like a bomb against her body as Rorry kissed her neck and chin and then shoved a tongue deep into her mouth.

"You're so little, I think I can keep you in my pants when I leave," he breathed, his big hands rubbing her back so hard that her breath whooshed out. Her tits flattened against his huge chest. Brit felt like she was just a doll in his arms. He had the power of two men, and a cock that looked unreal!

Rorry made Brit lay down beside Jody. The two girls exchanged a quick look. Rorry forced Jody to straighten hey legs. He wanted to examine them both, it seemed. And his examination was going to be thorough!

"Don't… Ohhhhhh!" Jody moaned as he spread her cunt lips and worked a finger inside. Then he smelled her juice and smiled.

"Your turn, blondie," he laughed, forcing Brit's legs roughly apart. She closed her eyes as she felt his finger thrust up inside her. It was like a small cock. Like Billy Caruthers' cock had felt that first time…

"Looks like the redhead for me," Rorry said. "You're a little tight for Old Blue."

Brit thought for a moment that she was going to escape the big man's abuse. But she still had that rawhide around her neck and now he was pulling in.

"Let me go… please…"

"Not on your life, sister. What do you think this is, a Sierra Club meeting?" Keeping Brit close by, Rorry positioned himself between Jody's pretty legs. Brit wanted to cry for her friend, but she was too scared herself. She watched Rorry hold his thick cock and wedge the head of it down into the seepy, slick-wet petals of Jody's pussy. The redhead took a breath and held it. Brit could see now just how pretty Jody was! Her tits had grown overnight, it seemed. They looked lush and soft on her chest, the nipples standing up like tiny brown towers. And the swath of red hair, the curly sex triangle that covered her pussy looked luxurious, mature. Brit glanced at her own sparse blonde curls. She could see the pink of her cunt right through them.

"It won't fit," Jody said suddenly. Rorry just smiled and worked his hips. The head of his cock forced the petals back and Brit saw the dark-blue tip easing into the steamy juice. Jody bit her lip, moved her hips slightly. Some of her folds curved around the rigid spear and there was a slick, sucking sound. Brit didn't want to watch. But she was fascinated by the penetration. Jody bit her lip, panted, threw her head back and forth on the pillow. Rorry gave a short, sharp lunge and Jody's belly bulged upwards as the head of his prick filled her guts!

"Jesus…" Brit gasped, "Jesus Christ!"

With his cock more than halfway into Jody's squirming body, Rorry pushed her arms up above her head and tied them. He still had Brit collared like a dog, the leash in his hand. Was he just going to make her watch?

"Hey Cal," the big man hollered, "get your butt in here. I want to see how a young stud like you can handle fresh meat!"

Brit couldn't look at the boy when he opened the door. He was obviously as embarrassed as she was. What was such a nice kid doing with this… this ape called Rorry? And who were they, where had they been headed when they'd come upon her and Will?

"You looked horny," Rorry said, "so go to it, boy… I wanta watch while I get mine!"

Cal sat down next to Brit. Rorry gave the rawhide a jerk and it tightened on her neck.

"Lay down, girl. Let him get started!"

Brit flushed red. Cal looked at the door, then back at Rorry.

"Don't tell me you can't get one up," Rorry said, his voice mean. "Maybe dog-style will get you excited." He gave a vicious thrust with his hips and Jody's eyes fluttered as that big cock opened up her insides.

Rorry pulled the rawhide again and Brit was forced to get onto her hands and knees on the bed. Cal was undressing behind her. Then she felt him climbing onto the mattress, touching her white, trim ass with both hands.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to her. Rorry had the rawhide wound around his fingers, but he wasn't listening to them now. He was intent on working that thick prick a little deeper between the curl-fringed lips of Jody's seeping pussy. Brit saw his bearded jaws close around one of her girlfriend's tits and had to look away. Cal kissed her on the back. His hands touched her hips, her ass. He was shy when he got close to where her cunt was bulging plump and hot between her thighs. But a finger edged over the damp, inner lining. She jerked when he accidentally hit her clit.

"Did I hurt you?"

"Noooo… I mean… well…" Brit realized that this guy knew even less about sex than she did. "It's just sensitive down there."

"Where?"

"Here…" Brit took his hand and touched it to the warm and seeping wound between her legs. She heard Cal suck in a breath as her fluids leaked onto his knuckles. She closed her eyes. Cal left his finger against her for a moment. Then he moved one. It slipped up between the inner folds, up to where her hole made spasming movements whenever she looked at what was happening to poor Jody.

Brit didn't realize her hand had been reaching behind her, feeling for… for Cal. His cock was soft and limp and not really very big at all. He gave a little shiver when she closed her fingers around it. She couldn't blame him for not being excited. Not after the way Rorry had treated him. She was glad now that the big man wasn't paying them any attention. He seemed to be completely absorbed in the way Jody's hot, tight pussy clung around the fucking spear he pushed in and out of her body.

"Ohhhhh…" Jody gasped, "sooooo big soooo Goddamn big…!"

Brit lay down and made Cal lay down next to her. The bed bumped and wiggled from the movements of Rorry and Jody but she tried to ignore them. She made Cal put his hand on her hip and she leaned her head on her elbow. He looked into her eyes for a while and then stole a glance at her small tits.

"I don't mind if you look at them," she said. "They're kinda small."

"They're perfect!" he gasped, and reached out a hand. She nodded and watched his finger trace the circle of flesh around her nipple. Then he dared to touch even that. Her wrinkled nubbin came to life, began to swell. She'd never seen it bigger!

"I… like you," Brit said. Cal brushed her lips with his and they kissed shyly until the heat of their passion began to gel. Cal opened his lips slightly and Brit speared her pink tongue between his teeth. The boy was surprised at first, but sucked at it gently until she urged him to do the same with her. She sucked his for a while, feeling the soft shape against her hip filling out. Cal was getting a hard-on. If only that monster Rorry would leave them alone!

"God… Brit…" Cal held her shoulders with trembling hands. "That's your name, isn't it?" Brit nodded. Cal kissed her chin. "Bob told me. He said that guy he tied up in the shed knows you."

"It's just one big happy family," Brit sighed and shook her head when she saw the confusion in Cal's eyes. "Do you think you can get me out of here?"

"Maybe," Cal said, looking at Rorry. Rorry was being a glutton. There was no way in hell he could hear what they were saying. Cal kissed Brit again. "Maybe later."

She pulled his hips against hers. It was weird how she felt so sexy there on the same bed with that gorilla who was having at poor Jody. But Cal was so sweet! She let her fingers circle his cock and slowly began to jack his foreskin back. The wet smear against her fingers as she touched the head made her want it inside her. Now!

"You're so small… so pretty." Cal slid a leg between hers and Brit let him. She held his hard as with both hands, urging him into a better position. With little trouble he moved over her body. Then they kissed a long time before she widened her thighs for him. His cock was dragged down over her tine, blonde, curls and she felt the unpracticed boy searching for the right spot.

"Honey… down a little more… down… ohhhh yesss!"

"God… Jesus… you're really hot… it's so slick!"

Brit held his face and looked into Cal's blue eyes. "Have you ever had a girl before?" He blushed slightly, shook his head. "That's what I thought," she breathed into his mouth. "That's exactly what I thought…" Cal kissed her hard, fucking her with his tongue. She bit him and moaned and held his back with spread fingers. Cal made a fucking motion with his hips and his cock's skin peeled back from the shaft to expose the sensitive tip completely as it sank into her pink heat! Brit could feel it happening! She could feel her delicate membranes closing around him, loving him, enfolding him.

"Your cock… it's so n-n-nice!"

"I hope it's big enough."

"It's perfect!" Brit kissed hungrily at his earlobe. "Oh push it further… make it go deep!"

Cal pushed with his hips. The slick friction between their bodies was shiveringly good. Brit widened her thighs and hooked her heels over Cal's legs. She had a sudden desire for her breasts to be kissed.

"Kiss me… here…!" Cal lapped hungrily at the quivering swell of breast flesh. When his tongue flattened her nipple, Brit arched her back and began to roll her ass, shaving her open pussy up against Cal's balls. His cock was deep now… really deep!

"Cal… Ohhh… fuck me honey, fuck me good!"

"Brit… I… I…" Cal was biting his lip, his face red. Brit knew what was happening. She stopped moving completely and dug her fingernails into the nape of his neck as if to squeeze off his approaching climax. But Cal was haying a hard time keeping still. She knew how good it must feel for him to rub his cockhead against her velvet-smooth insides! She looked over at Rorry and Jody. That was a mistake! She'd never seen anything so fantastically exciting in her life!

Rorry was on his knees on the bed. He held Jody tightly at the waist, held her pussy down on his cock as he moved her body around. Jody was bent backwards, only her head and shoulders touching the bed. Her lips were curled back from her teeth and she flopped helplessly, her hands above her head, still tied with the rawhide. Her full breasts quivered every time Rorry fucked with his strong ass. Juices were smeared all over his balls and thighs – Jody's juices. The sucking sound of his huge shaft plunging and fucking made Brit thrill.

Then Jody threw her head back even further and let out a shriek of utter pleasure. Her body bucked.

Her tits rose and fell. She twisted one way and then the other as Rorry pulled her hips down onto his prick again and again. Jody was coming hard, Brit could tell. It was fantastic to watch her friend's convulsive movements as pleasure jolted through her young body. Her lips were smeared with saliva and her eyes rolled back in her head. Her belly began to heave violently as she reached the peak of ecstasy. Jody let out another scream that ended in a whimpering sob. And then Brit saw the thick cream flooding out from around the edges of her clasping pussy! But when Rorry looked over at her suddenly, Brit's blood chilled.

Rorry rolled her and Cal onto their sides and she felt the sharp tingle of his cock forced against her asshole. She couldn't believe it and neither could Cal. He stammered something in horror but Rorry growled and looked threatening.

"Just keep humping, boy," he said. "We'll fill her from both ends."

"Don't make hid mad," Brit whispered to Cal. "Just hold onto me. Pretend it's just you and me." She could tell Cal was about to come. And now Rorry was fucking hard at her rectum – she could feel the muscles forced wide. It hurt! She knew that unless she relaxed it would hurt a lot more.

"Don't push so hard… okay, I'll let you!" Her words were lost on Rorry. He was going to do it whether she wanted him to or not. Brit relaxed the muscles in her ass cheeks and immediately Rorry's thick meat crammed her guts full! The sensation was breath-taking. She didn't want this all to be happening, but Brit felt a slave to her emotions, a slave to the unbelievable thrills that swamped her.

She was on her side, sandwiched between the two big men. Cal's lovely cock fucked her from the front and, only inches away, Rorry's prick raped her ass! Brit felt like a sandwich. A pussy sandwich.

The cocks ground into her body, stretching both her holes, filling her insides with searing heat. She clung to Cal, pretending that Rorry wasn't even there. But she couldn't imagine that fat, hard thing in between the cheeks of her ass! Jody's juices had been smeared between her plump ass cheeks and made the in-and-out fucking of Rorry's prick easy. The hard muscles in her rectum stripped at the shaft as it plunged and she knew it must feel good for the huge man.

But Brit was breathless, too. She couldn't believe the sensations that burned over her flesh, the jolts of excitement that made her babble. She didn't know what was happening to Jody. She was turned away from her friend and Rorry had clamped tightly onto the back of her body, lunging with his cock, forcing it up into her bottom again and again. And in her other hole, just a few inches away, Cal kept fucking too. She could tell by the strangled chokes that he was coming. And his cock was sliding easier into her pussy. It was fantastic that Rorry could come inside Jody and then shove his prick into her ass too, Brit thought. But maybe he was still coming. Yes, she was sure of it… the curds popped and smacked around her asshole as the giant man unloaded everything he had into her slim, small body.

Cal whimpered against her blonde hair, eyes closed.

"Yessss, my honey… just go ahead and me… me… come."

The hot nectar from each of the men ran together at the underside of her slit. It trickled over her thigh and made a dark spot on the mattress. She could feel Rorry's big prick pumping, throbbing bigger each time it fountained his hot sap. She counted – eight, nine – and still it swelled rhythmically. Cal was fucking slower now, making his spurts come slow and hard.

"Ahhhhhh… Brit!"

"You're doing alright, kid," Rorry grunted. He had his fingers hooked around the front of Brit's hips… holding her so he could really get deep. She jerked and wiggled like a fish on a spit… on two spits. And she came. She came with a thrashing, kicking fury that sent showers of colored lights over her closed eyelids. She came as the thick slick sap filled her holes, as two men grabbed and kissed at her body.

How had Jody taken that huge cock inside her pussy? Brit wondered. The shocks of hot pleasure went through her like lightning. She jerked and cried for more and then everything seemed to fade into a warmth of goodness, of nothingness. She felt Rorry sliding his cock from her ass, felt Cal's prick softening. Then she slept.

"If you two want to get out of here," Cal whispered, "you'd better wake up."

Brit blinked and rubbed her eyes. Beside her Jody lay sleeping, her legs apart. It was late in the afternoon. Sun slanted in through the windows. Wind rustled outside. It took her a few seconds to realize where she was.

"Bob and Rorry are asleep. Or passed out." Cal jerked his head. Brit shook Jody and the redhead started. Brit clapped a hand over her mouth.

"Sshhhhhh!" The two of them rubbed their arms and stared at Cal, Jody looking lost now.

He shoved the red dress at Jody and handed Brit the shorts she'd worn when she'd been with Will earlier.

"I went back and got them," he explained. "The cop was gone. I guess somebody found him. Or maybe he hot-wired that car and drove away naked with the cuffs on." Cal laughed at this, then looked serious again. "We gotta move… now!"

It wasn't hard getting to the car. But they had to push it down the hill so the engine wouldn't wake the two men up. A quarter of a mile from the house, Cal started it up and they drove like wildfire out of the mountains. When at last they came to the highway, Brit threw her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Jody sat there in her red dress, staring straight ahead. She looked weird. Like something was wrong inside her head. Brit patted her hand, but there was no reaction. Her eyes were kind of dead. Brit held on to Cal's hand like crazy. Her bottom tingled from where Rorry had shoved his cock in, but all she wanted to remember was how it'd been with Cal. Cal – she loved him for some wacky reason.

"My Dad'll give you a job around the place," she said. "When he finds out how you rescued us."

"What do you say we leave out the details," he said.

Kit laughed. "Of course. I want him to hire you, not chase you out with a shotgun."

Brit felt like she'd been through some kind of weird movie. But she knew somehow she'd come out of it with her sanity. She wasn't so sure of Jody. As they drove along, she tried to talk to her redheaded friend. She held her hand, patted her back, told her everything would be okay. It didn't seem like much, but what else could she say? Then Jody started talking. Something about a senator making love to her and promising to see her again soon. Brit smiled and pretended to believe. It was sure funny what the mind could do sometimes.