The sound of laughter and the whir of a lawnmower outside her window pulled Carol out of her deep, relaxed sleep. For a few moments the lovely young woman stared in horror at the clock. She should have been at work hours ago! Then she fell back against the pillow with a sleepy groan. It was Saturday. No school, no work on Saturdays. She could sleep as long as she wanted!
Carol closed her dark eyes and tried to slip back to sleep, but it was too late. The drowsiness had left her and she was wide awake. The lovely young woman stretched and sighed, enjoying the feel of the cool sheets against her sleepwarm flesh. Her dark red nipples tingled and grew sharp as uninvited bits and snatches of what had happened the night before flitted across her mind.
Carol tried to feel the shame and humiliation that she knew should be there. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find the emotions inside of her and couldn't stop the soft little smile that teased and pricked at the corners of her mouth.
The lovely woman was aware of the new confidence, aware of the new self that was growing inside of her and wondered where that self was taking her? Without realizing it, Carol allowed one hand to press against the dark tangle of her pubic hair as she thought about Terry White. There were dried, crusty patches in the curls and she knew that they were spots of the boy's dried cum! A warm flush covered her when she remembered how tired and satisfied she'd been when he finally had to leave. She couldn't even pull herself out of bed to wash and had gone to sleep leaving his sperm drying on her!
"Ohhhh, you darling boy," she whispered to her lover's memory as it slipped through her brain. "I wish you were here now. I wish that it was your big dong that was rubbing at me right now. Wouldn't that be a lovely way to start the day?" Carol looked down at herself in vague surprise and watched one slim finger parting the matted hairs and dip into her damp slot.
"Hmmmmm that's nice, darling," she murmured as a fresh fantasy caught her, sending warm shocks of pleasure through her soft body as she imagined the handsome teen-ager riding tall and eager over her yielding body.
Carol's sleepy eyes caught sight of herself in the mirror over the dresser and she watched as her firm, supple body twisted and lifted under the insistant probe of her finger. She spread her thighs wider and lifted her bottom higher so that she could see each motion of her finger as it flicked and pressed against her swelling clit, feeding new fires of desire inside of her.
But, even as she was enjoying herself, a tiny part of Carol's mind was still functioning. She still had a frail claw-hold on reality. What's going to happen if I get caught with him? What will I do if someone finds out about Terry or Jimmy and learns about the things I've been doing with them? Just thinking about that sparked the fear that had been lurking in the back of her mind. A chill danced down her spine and the excited woman suddenly jerked her guilty finger away and sat up.
"I couldn't stand it, I'd die of shame," Carol whispered into the mirror. But her image couldn't respond or soothe the guilty fears that tormented her. I've got to talk with someone, someone who understands what's happening to me! The answer was plain, but she tried to avoid it for a few more moments. There was only one person that she could talk to about this, Doris Abels!
As she dressed, Carol refused to let herself imagine what was going to be said when she had to confess her problem to the older woman. She didn't want to think of how embarrassing and painful it was going to be to admit that they shared this perverted lust for boys! She paused at the door only long enough to check the woman's home address then she hurried out.
Carol forced herself to look calm and serene as she went down the driveway. She was so intent on controlling the conflicting emotions inside of her that she didn't notice the man standing near her car. Her hand was already on the handle when his dry voice shocked her out of her daze.
"Hello, Davis. We were just coming to invite you out for a drive." Carol froze in place and stared in dazed confusion at Sergeant Miller!!! The tall man grinned at her as he stepped a bit closer. He wore civilian clothes this morning. But he still carried himself erect, as if he wore an invisible uniform.
"We've been to a little all night party, honey. And we got to thinking about you and how lonely you must be, living all alone here the way that you do."
He'd gestured over his shoulder and Carol's eyes followed the hand to see Officer Brown sitting behind the wheel of an old station wagon. A thin trickle of fear leaked down her spine and Carol would have turned and run if Miller hadn't caught her by the wrist and held tight. He grinned again and she could smell the whisky on his breath as he spoke again.
"Come on, Officer baby. A pretty little pussy like you has to have a man once in a while so why not have the two of us?" There was no question in her mind what they intended. Carol could read it in their smirking faces. But still she couldn't find the courage to try and twist away from Miller and run. Fear mixed with a nasty, swirling excitement and the sensations boiled inside of her lush belly until she was powerless! She barely resisted as he shoved her into the station wagon.
"There now, isn't this nice?" Sergeant Miller chuckled as Brown pulled the wagon away from the curb and shot up the street. Carol sat between the men, painfully aware of their warm, male bodies on either side of her. Brown's glance flickered down to her bare thighs from time to time as he drove and she wished she'd choosen a longer skirt when she'd dressed.
"She is pretty, isn't she, Brown?" The beautiful young woman heard the tall man beside her chuckle and felt him edge a little closer to her on the seat, trapping her between them.
"You were right about one thing, Officer Brown," Miller said in a laughing voice. "Miss Davis here has one tight little snatch. But you don't know the half of it. You only got a finger in it. You should see how good it feels to slap a cock into her!" Miller's teasing, filthy words brought back sharp memories and Carol shivered as she remembered what it was like to be with him. "You should hear her yell and moan when you feed it to her, Brown. Officer Davis is the hottest piece of ass in the precinct!"
The filthy, humiliating words swirled around her and sucked at her. Carol tried to feel indignant, but she couldn't even muster enough resistance to call him a liar. Everything he said was true and she couldn't deny it!
She hadn't paid any attention to the direction that Brown was taking. She didn't have to because she knew where they were taking her and when the tires crunched to a stop in the little clearing, she barely noticed. While they were driving, Miller had calmly pulled her short skirt up over her thighs and was stroking her quivering flesh. The backs of his hairy knuckles brushed against the tight crotch of her filmy panties.
"What do you think, Officer Brown? Is she pretty enough for us? Shall we give her the honor of taking both of our hard cocks?" Carol hated herself, but she couldn't resist the impulse to turn and look at the handsome young officer to see what he would say. She was just in time to see his tanned hand descend on her other thigh and began to squeeze her sensitive flesh.
"Ohhhhh… please I… can't… not with both of you," her breathless protest slipped out of her as Brown and Miller slowly pulled her shaking thighs apart. Carol watched helplessly as Miller forced her blue panties aside and pressed a rude finger into her slick, wet groove. "Unnnggghhh… Oh… God, please don't," the beautiful woman groaned as he teased her.
"She's pretty enough for us, Sarge. I vote that she be allowed to fuck us. She's worthy of the honor," the young man said in mock solemnity. Carol was going to protest again, but Sergeant Miller cut her off, treating her like a thing rather than a person.
"Get the blanket. The chick and I'll find the place."
While the younger officer rummaged in the rear of the wagon, Sergeant Miller pulled her out of the front seat. Carol felt weak and helpless. She knew that she should try to stop them. But it was all so unreal that she couldn't decide how to do it. It was unreal except for the hard, eager contractions that were tying her ready sheath in knots!
As he pushed her ahead of him through the trees, Miller spoke to her and his sly, dirty words stung her and cut away at what little was left of her self respect. "Don't worry, cunt. You can take the two of us. Remember, I know you. When you're boiling like this you could take on a regiment!" Carol whimpered and tried to turn to face him, but he roughly pushed her around again, then slapped her hard on the bottom to keep her moving.
"Don't try to fool me, slut," Sergeant Miller said in a suddenly hard and demanding voice. "No matter what you say you can't get enough cock, baby, so just relax and enjoy it!"
Carol's anger flared up, but died in the next instant. It was hopeless. She could hear Officer Brown coming along behind them and just knowing how close she was to two hard erections made her insides melt and drip down out of her parted cunt folds!
"Spread the blanket under the tree."
Carol heard Sergeant Miller giving orders and stood passively, like a person in a trance. Then he was back beside her. His lean hands ran up and down over her body, pressing into every private, hidden curve and opening. The beautiful young woman heard her own voice making low, moaning sounds and felt her muscles grow taut and firm as she pressed herself against the hands.
"Strip out of your things, honey," the evil, demanding voice hissed in her ear as a finger wiggled between the clenched cheeks of her bottom, making her thin panties stick in there. "There're two juicy cocks here for you to service. Hurry up."
The voice seemed to set off springs and locks inside of her. Carol didn't want to do it but she felt her fingers plucking and jerking at her buttons and her zippers as she began to strip. The two men were standing before her and the beautiful young woman could feel their filthy eyes worming over her flesh and the sensation made goose-bumps pop out on her as she bent forward and slipped her ruined, soiled panties down over her foot and tossed them on the pile of her things. As she stood up she felt her lips pull back away from her teeth in a tense smile and almost cried with shame as her warm hands slipped up under her aching breasts and cupped them, holding them out to the two evil men who watched her as she passively debased herself for them.
A pair of hands helped her lay flat on the blanket. Carol stared up at them and watched in silent horror as they both tore free of their clothing. Officer Brown was the first one stripped and he knelt beside her on the blanket. Carol stared at the handsome man's hard penis and couldn't resist the impulse to slip her fingers around the thick shaft and squeeze. She saw him shudder and felt the meaty thrust of his prick as his hips jerked forward fucking her sweating palm. He reached down and gently brushed her tangled hair away from her eyes and suddenly everything seemed so nice, so lovely!
Carol's taut muscles relaxed and she began to excite herself by wiggling on the blanket, letting his heavy pole of flesh poke and thrust at her. Another pair of hands began to stroke and pinch at her heavy breasts from behind and Carol realized that Miller was on the blanket as well, kneeling behind her, rubbing his massive penis between her shoulder blades as he played with her shaking body.
"That's the way, girl," Miller whispered as his hands roamed over her. "See? It isn't so bad is it? Two cocks are just twice as much fun as one, baby. Double your pleasure, that's all." The lean, older man began pressing at the back of her head. Carol's heart fluttered in her chest as she allowed him to push her forward until her freshly lipsticked mouth brushed against Brown's fat cock. The feel of the second hard stalk making long, fucking strokes between her shoulder blades was driving her crazy, she'd do anything for them now.
"Suck him honey, show us how happy you are that we thought of you and came by to pick you up." Thick drops of lube were oozing out of the young man's prick as Carol's lips pressed against him. The drops clung to her mouth and her cheeks as she nuzzled the firm meat that she still held upright before her. The excited young woman heard the handsome young officer sigh happily and felt his strong thighs shake as Sergeant Miller forced her head forward until her ovaled lips slipped over the pulpy crown! Carol didn't hesitate for a second. There was no more time for thinking and worrying. She clamped her lips tight around him and her cheeks hollowed as she applied the suction to the luscious stem.
"Ohhhh, yeah, that looks good, girl. Looks to me like you love eating cock. Let's see if we can't find something else that you'll like."
Carol whimpered with excitement as strong hands lifted her and set her on her knees. As she had been forced forward, Miller's heavy cock had been pulled down her spine and now it nestled between her fleshy buttocks. She was on her hands and knees between them. Officer Brown was guiding her head up and down his wet cock as Sergeant Miller slipped in behind her, centering his thick dong between the frothing lips of her pussy.
"Do you like this, baby? Will this keep you happy while you take care of my good buddy?" As he whispered to her, the older man's hands caught hold of her swelling hips and held her steady as he began to force the swollen knob and fat shaft of his big cock into her from the rear. Carol felt the moan of pleasure bubble out around the handsome man's cock as she wiggled her bottom in lewd circles for the other.
Deep inside of her head, the beautiful young woman heard the last faint protest of her logical mind: How could she like this? How could she willingly allow these two drunken animals to take her and use her like this? The thick, spreading sensation engulfed her as Miller managed to fill her entire, tight vagina with his cock, and that was enough of an answer. They weren't just using her, she was using them as well and it didn't matter how they treated her as long as they gave her these lovely cocks!!!
The handsome young man held her head in both hands and was jerking and thrusting his cock at her face as Carol felt a sharp stinging sensation as a finger rubbed hard against her exposed anus. "Ohhhh damn she's tight," Sergeant Miller moaned as he sawed his prong in and out of her wet cunt. "Her mouth's tight, her cunt's tight and I'll bet that this pink little ass-hole is the tightest of them all!" The finger stung her again and in spite of her efforts, Carol felt it slip past her sphincter muscle and wiggle inside her.
"What do you say old buddy? Shall we sandwich this lovely young thing? I'll bet that she'd just love having the both of us in her at the same time!" The monstrous words rang and clattered in Carol's whirling mind. She understood what he was saying, but even then she couldn't believe that they would really do an awful thing like that to her. Then the slick penis in her mouth backed off, leaving her noisily sucking at air for an instant and she heard the younger man's nasty chuckle and felt his hands pressing her back on the rumpled blanket.
"Ohhhh, please, I… you'll hurt me that way. No one has ever touched me there. I couldn't take either of you in there!"
Sergeant Miller pulled her down and roughly jerked his fat wedge free of her clamped pussy. Carol whimpered with pain and couldn't resist as he lay flat and then pulled her over on top of him. Officer Brown's hands helped her spread her shaking thighs and pushed her back down on Miller's heavy pole. "Take it easy, honey," the young man whispered as he got behind her, dragging his spit-slicked cock across the backs of her shaking thighs. "Just relax and take it. Some chicks I've known say it's the greatest!!!"
"Unnnggghhhh aggghhh," Carol groaned as she was forced to sit hard on the prong that was in her, taking the massive rod of flesh in her pussy all the way to the balls. Sergeant Miller's strong hands caught her shoulders and pulled her forward, raising her shaking, unprotected bottom to the man that knelt behind her.
"Come on, Brown, hurry up. I want to hear this prissy bitch howl when she gets that cock of yours in her tail!"