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CHAPTER EIGHT

"Oooohhh… ooohhhhuuuppphhh," Tammy squealed, lost in the sublime delirium of being simultaneously fucked in her wetly ovalled mouth by the store manager and in her hotly seeping cunt by Warren Mathieson. She groaned and ground her voluptuously curved asscheeks in a frantically rotating motion in an ecstatic welcome to the long, thickly pulsing hardness that she so craved in her desperately yearning pussy.

Warren flexed the huge head of his cock against her hotly twitching cuntlips, then thrust gently forward a quarter of an inch into the young brunette's lust-moistened cunt. Then he began a slow teasing fucking motion with his pelvis, his hands picking up the same lazy rhythm as they hungrily fingered the pinkly erect tips of her quivering nipples. He ground his cock tightly up into her nakedly splayed loins, expanding the still cringing but hotly receptive walls of her cum-slick pussy until it fit snugly and warmly up inside the tightly clinging flesh.

With those first few impaling fucks, Tammy's passion began to grow to a new fever pitch and she began sucking voraciously at Glen Cooper's heavily pulsing cock, using her mouth as though it were another greedily clasping cunt, and enjoying the sensations rippling through her writhing body in response to the feel of the prick touching all the way back against her tonsils as its full, rigid length pressured hotly through her tightly ovalled lips and rammed against the back of her throat.

Oh yes, he does taste good. Oh, I love sucking cock like this – oh, my God, what sublime pleasure I've been missing all this time! The realization of her own depraved debauchery drove her on to further lust-propelled heights of ecstatic rapture as again and again Glen's thickly throbbing length disappeared between her lewdly rounded lips and sank into the back of her throat so that his hairy, cum-laden balls slapped obscenely against her chin. She struggled to breathe now around the plunging girth of his cock, catching but small hungry gasps on each outstroke.

"Oooooooooooaaaaaawwwwwwwwww," she managed to moan around the lustily impaling instrument as her body was buffeted back against the softly tickling grass, Warren Mathieson's thick cock now fucking wetly into her hungrily clinging cunt while his balls smacked obscenely against the wetly upturned crevice of her ass. The mental image of her body being buffeted back against the grass by the twin plunging cocks of the two men incited her more than she had ever dreamed possible, and the hungry churning in her belly was raging now beyond control. Her softly rounded asscheeks undulated in tiny, lust-driven circles as she squeezed as hard as she could with her tightly clenching cunt muscles at Warren's cock fucking up into her wetly straining cunt. She wanted more than anything else in the world to milk him dry, to squeeze every last ounce of his precious, scalding cum right out of his madly plunging prick until his hot sticky juices ran down the warm flesh of her quivering thighs and puddled onto the grass below. Yes, she wanted to bathe in it, wallow in its scalding hot wetness. Meanwhile, she sucked like a crazed, dazed animal at the cock fucking into her mouth and filling it with hard, pistoning, virile cock-thrusts.

No, she had never tasted a cock before – but now that she knew how good it was, she knew it wouldn't be long before she tasted the bittersweet flavor of one again. Her tongue licked rapaciously, greedily hungry, flicking against the cum-seeping head, and at the same time she drew her legs back and up and locked them high around Warren's back in wide-splayed welcome to his rhythmically fucking cock.

Off to one side, Dawn had been watching this crazed, lust-incited spectacle with wide, bulging eyes, not believing that the timid little cleaning girl was being simultaneously fucked in her mouth and cunt by the two men, and that she was actually enjoying it. As she watched the outrageous tableau, as her eyes fixed upon those two deeply screwing cocks glistening with the wetness of Tammy's lust, her own hands began to fondle and caress her voluptuously trembling tits, teasing and tweaking at the rose-hued nipples until they danced into throbbing erection.

Around and around her own nakedly throbbing tits Dawn's hands played as her eyes followed every lewd movement, every writhing undulation of the salaciously fucking trio before her. Now one hand traveled down along her churning belly to the wetly seeping folds of her pinkly glimmering cunt, and it wasn't long before one outstretched finger and then two found the soft, hair-lined lips of her fire-filled cunt. Both fingers plunged deep up into the flaming depths as she matched her own ecstatic finger-fucks into her nakedly spread pussy with the nakedly writhing rhythm of the trio double-fucking on the grass beside her. She was too busy, of course, as were the others, to notice the figure creeping forward from the shadow of the house.

Glen Cooper's gardener, Ray Harper, came every Friday evening to water the lawns. Because of the intensity of the Texas sunshine, there was really no other time for watering unless one wanted to burn the hell out of the grass.

When he had first pulled his truck up in the driveway, he had thought that Mr. Cooper was having some kind of party or something, because there were so many cars, but then he had noticed that no lights were on in the house, so he thought perhaps they had all gone out for dinner. But then again there was smoke coming from the barbecue out back. Now, he thought, they must be around somewhere. Perhaps in the back yard. Yes, that's it, they've probably just decided to take an early evening dip in the pool before eating supper. After all, he said to himself, wiping his sleeve across his forehead, it is hot as hell today; it would be a real good day for a swim.

He had first seen the three copulating figures and the nakedly self-fucking figure beside them over the back fence. His eyes had nearly bulged out of his head and his cock had leapt into vibrantly throbbing life beneath his pants as he watched in crazed fascination. His hands gripped the hose he had picked up so tightly that the knuckles turned white, and his breath began to come in panting spurts almost right away, his disbelief and shocked amazement keeping him locked in that position for several moments.

At last, he tore himself away and walked slowly through the gate, and it was then that he heard the little dark-haired girl's voice mewling in utterly wild abandon, "Oooooooooowwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaooooooowwww!" from around Glen Cooper's rapidly pistoning, thickly glistening cock. Still unbelieving, he had blinked his eyes as if that would erase the incredible erotic scene before him, and crept cautiously forward, recognizing immediately the masturbating figure as the little redhead who had been around a lot lately. The gardener's heart beat wildly in his chest and once again his cock began to strain hotly against the confining material of his trousers as his eyes remained transfixed on the erotic spectacle that was happening in front of him.

This is impossible! It's not really happening. This is the kind of thing that only happens in blue movies. A beauty like that getting fucked by two guys like a hot little bitch in heat. This can't be happening… it can't be… real…!

Suddenly, Ray found himself moving slowly still towards the three writhing figures as if they were magnets drawing him without his conscious effort. He felt himself tearing off his jacket and tossing it to the ground, then his shirt. He didn't know then quite what he intended to do or why he was so frantically disrobing, he really had no business here, but he knew that they wouldn't even notice him, and if they did, it would be to welcome him, and so he followed his instincts and left his reason behind with his clothes. Next came his trousers as he advanced, trancelike, until he stood almost on top of the three nakedly locked figures on the grass while Dawn finger-fucked herself beyond them to the same wildly soaring tempo. Ray's cock stood out nakedly throbbing from his loins, aching with passionate desire, and he lowered himself to the grass.

He grasped the soft flesh of the brunette's shoulder and shook her gently, and she turned her head as much as she could. And then for one split-second she froze, gasping around the heavily throbbing cock in her mouth. There he knelt with his hotly pulsing prick in his hand while he was nudging her with the other until she rotated slightly, pushing Glen to the side with his cock still buried deep up inside her tightly locked lips.

"Girl," Ray said almost numbly, his mind raging with heated desire, "I don't know who you are, but I'm going to fuck you like I've never fucked before!"

And so, with the brunette on her side between the onslaught of the dual thrusts into her mouth and cunt, the gardener placed his hands on the smooth spongy skin of her whitely trembling asscheeks, drawing them apart and inserting the throbbing blunt head of his prick just outside the tiny puckered ring of her asshole. He wriggled the shaft around that rear entrance, feeling her hips jerk away in fear as he began to relentlessly press in.

"Hey, relax, girl," he urged her. "Relax and it won't hurt so much at first. Because there's no getting away from it, believe me!"

He could feel her shudder nevertheless as he skewered into her tight hairless asshole, quivering forward into the deep dark depths of her rectum while the two men, unaffected by his pressure, still fucked relentlessly up into her cunt and mouth. He clenched his eyes tightly closed as the reluctantly yielding little ring expanded around his thickly pressing cock and his massively pulsing cockhead popped up inside it with a sudden rush.

"Aaaaaaaaaauuuuuuurrrrrrrwwwwwww!" the little cleaning girl groaned, her lips still clutching around Glen's feverishly plunging pole as it slammed wetly back into her mouth.

Ray now began to fuck rhythmically up into the pinkly hugging ass passage and before long sensed the additional growing pleasure he was giving to the still hotly writhing girl. He knew that he had never enjoyed fucking any girl as much as he was enjoying this one – and he knew now that the brunette felt the same way.

The pain from her ass-fucking soon dissolved into new reckless spasms of sublime pleasure as the young girl rocked back onto the twin impaling cocks in her cunt and ass while her luscious lips continued their erotic sucking on Glen's thickly lunging prick. New chilling thrills fluttered from her ravished loins up through her ecstatically quivering tits and crashed into her mind like a tidal wave, while the wildly rhythmic invasions of her body continued to rock her body back and forth, driving her ever closer to the mind-smashing cum she had been working towards ever since this mad orgiastic escapade had started.

Suddenly there was a soft voice from somewhere close by. But none of them could tear themselves away from their erotic fuck to see Dawn Peters kneeling beside them, watching with rapt fascination, her naked tits jiggling and quivering on her heaving chest while her hand urgently caressed the lust slick crevice between her spreading thighs.

"This is just one big fucking party, isn't it?" Dawn whispered hotly. "Well, I'm part of the party, aren't I?" And with this she dropped beside the newly arrived gardener so that her legs clasped around his head and her nakedly exposed cuntlips were pressed into his lust-flushed face. "Lick me, man, lick me good," the lust-crazed redhead begged.

"Holy Christ," Ray muttered, his tongue automatically lashing out to lick eagerly at the warmly gushing pussy juices that flowed around her wetly glistening cuntlips. The hot lashings of his tongue sent the salesgirl into paroxysms of rapturous joy as she locked her fleshy tanned thighs tightly around the stranger's head, nudging her warmly quivering cunt into his face. As she did this, she reached out to tenderly fondle the little cleaning girl's whitely quaking tits while Ray's tongue flickered hotly over the sensitively throbbing knob of her clit.

In front of her, Warren could feel himself poised on the brink of a mind-exploding cum as he fucked deep into the brunette's greedily clinging cunt. He began to screw into her faster, harder now, feeling Ray's cock as it plunged madly into her tightly straining asshole separated from his own cock by only the thin layer of tissue between her cunt and asshole. Warren's hands gripped Tammy's waist hard as her body recoiled with that one last lust-crazed spasm, and he slammed viciously into her, spilling his hot white cum into the soft-walled cavern of her cunt, feeling the hot juicy walls madly contracting around his spewing cock to milk it of every hotly gushing ounce of its precious juice.

Tammy could feel his prick bursting hotly inside of her and she knew that Glen, too, was about ready to lash out with that last urgent fuck, for she could feel the massive cock stretching and expanding inside her mouth while her cunt clung wildly to the still streaming dick buried inside its warmly clinging walls. Suddenly she moaned as Glen fucked hard forward, sending his cock down into her mouth like a ram! It exploded hotly as she sucked and swallowed convulsively, her cheeks bulging and deflating all the while from the cascade of his scalding white cum. Her mouth filled with the pungent taste of his rushing juices, and then the exploding cock throbbed with one last, long jerk and deflated softly beneath her swirling tongue.

Her own cum was only moments away now, and the stranger, too, was fast approaching his own dynamic explosion. He continued fucking deep up into the now slippery walls of her ass, her pinkly puckered asshole clinging tightly to his deeply fucking cock, sending his prick deep, deep into the unexplored depths of her asshole while his tongue lashed and flicked and licked at the wetly smoldering cunt of the beautiful redhead like an imitation cock. Each renewed lunge of the gardener's madly fucking prick sent new surges of unrestrained pleasure and sublime rapture through Tammy's cork-screwing, gyrating body and the images of the lust-impassioned stranger and Dawn Peters swam through her fevered mind, fusing together finally into one passion-colored image of lasciviously ecstatic delirium.

"I'm cuuuuuuuuuming," she cried as her body arched forward as the gardener lunged his final bowel-impaling stroke into her, feeling the blazing cock juices rushing like a river in flood from her pussy which still clasped tightly at Warren's now limply drained cock. A spasm of convulsive exploding joy transported the ravished young cleaning girl almost beyond the bounds of her own body as it shuddered through her groin and shivered up her spine and danced madly along the hugely billowing mounds of her tits and then began all over again as she felt the first delicious waves of the gardener's hot, white juices bursting into the heated depths of her asshole. He was sucking wildly now, his tongue tracing the outline of the wetly spread folds of Dawn's pussy lips before swirling again and again up into the heatedly clinging depths of her flame-licked cunt, and then his body jerked forward and he screamed as he came and his cum flowed down the crevice of Tammy's wide-splayed asscheeks and pooled hotly onto the grass beneath them.

After the last tremors of her own cum had shuddered through her own nakedly glistening body, Tammy could hear the last wailings of Dawn Peters as Ray's tongue fucked its last thrusts into her wretchedly burning cunt and her own cum spilled all over his lewdly fucking tongue like molten lava. Her hips jerked convulsively over his passion-flushed face.

"Aaaaaaaaaoooooooowwwww," she cried in one continuous sound, while her boiling cunt spilled its juices out along the smooth inner surface of her quaking thighs and down onto Ray's cum-drenched lips.

Tammy gazed at the group as they lay exhausted and nakedly intertwined on the grass and a flickering smile of sensual, satiated pleasure played across her happy face.

She had come here to play out a bet against herself, one that she had made that she would never again indulge in the kind of salacious behavior she had on the night she had seen the three people fucking and in turn had been fucked herself. She had lost that bet. In fact she was indulging in worse behavior now than she had before, and she loved it!

She remembered what Dawn Peters had said that first night. After the fucking had been over, Dawn had driven the young girl home, and just before she got out the door, Dawn had turned to her and said, "Don't let fucking get you down, Tammy. I know what you did tonight seems horribly obscene. That's what I felt like when the same thing happened to me. But just remember that it's not. Fucking is just fucking. You can use it as you will – to get something – for love, or just for pleasure. It isn't fucking like we did tonight that's bad, but what you make of it."

Well, Dawn was right. Fucking was what you made of it, and she personally was going to make all she could!